Honey Trap! ~The Honey Trap Encirclement to Ensnare the Summoned Hero~ - Chapter 19 & 20

Chapter 19: The Trap of the Detached Palace Harem That Ruins People (Part 3)

“…My apologies, Hero-sama. We still have time, so I’ll guide you to the next area.”

“Uh, yeah.”

The two hurriedly fixed their clothes, erasing traces of their deed. Thankfully, since Yuri finished inside while pressed tight against Clara, no fluids splattered.

(Though Yuri’s thighs were thoroughly coated with love juices.)

With warm semen still inside her, Clara slipped on her panties, adjusted her skirt, and returned to her impeccable maid appearance.

Following her, Yuri couldn’t help but grin.

(Man, my stuff’s inside Clara right now… Hope it doesn’t leak.)

(Oh no, Hero-sama’s seed is still inside me…)

They’re more alike than they realize.

With that, Clara led Yuri through the detached palace.

Its vastness and countless rooms overwhelmed him. Without a guide, he’d definitely get lost.

“Huh? Is that… under construction?”

“That’s planned to be the children’s room.”

“…Yeah, uh, no rush on that, right?”

Touring the palace until dusk, Yuri was finally led to the salon. Spacious, elegant, adorned with flowers—and filled with familiar faces.

“…You’ve gotta be kidding…”

Yuri nearly collapsed.

Led by Vera, the noble ladies from the soirée—those he’d slept with—were all there.

We said we’d keep it secret! he wanted to scream but barely swallowed it.

“D-Domina-sama… This makes the lingerie… It’s all exposed!”

“Regina dear, call me Vera. We may differ in status, but we’re in the same boat.

As for this design… Men make us wear lingerie to take it off, don’t they? So why not show it off from the start?”

At a large table, Vera and Regina sat side by side, sharing sketches.

The other ladies crowded around, squealing and peering at the drawings.

“H-Hey… You all look lively…”

Yuri mustered his courage to approach.

After all, everyone in the salon was someone he’d been intimate with—all virgins at the time. Not blood brothers, but rod sisters.

“Eek!? H-Hero-sama! Oh my, I got carried away with our chat…”

“S-Sorry, Hero-sama! We were late to greet you…!”

Flustered, they scrambled to hide the sketches, stuffing them into Regina’s bag.

Vera, unfazed, opened her fan, hiding her flushed face with a smile.

“Fufu, my apologies. I got caught up in fun conversation with Regina.”

“I-I found Vera-sama’s ideas so interesting…”

Only Vera could pull off the aristocratic fan trick. Regina, red-faced, looked mortified.

It sounded like dirty talk, so Yuri changed the subject.

“So, why’s everyone here… I mean, uh…”

We agreed to keep it secret, he implied. Vera snapped her fan shut, smiling brightly.

“Fufu. Hearing you’d live in the detached palace, we were gathered as your companion entourage.

Each of us has talents—sewing, knowledge, music… the list goes on.

We’re here to make your life more enjoyable, even if just a little.”

Yuri was impressed, in many ways. Vera’s boldness in spinning such a flimsy excuse, and her finesse in eyeing each lady, even winking, showed her charisma.

Confident and prideful, but not cruel—she seemed well-liked.

“As Vera-sama says, His Majesty gladly approved,” Clara added.

Yuri gave up. And, well, he did like Vera.

“Thanks, Vera. That helps.”

“!? F-Fufu, of course! If it pleases you, Hero-sama, I’m…!”

A single thanks turned her beet red, grinning like a fool. So easy.

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“Phew, finally some calm…”

The bathhouse was too grand to call a bathroom, its marble lit brightly by magic lamps even at night.

Soaking alone in the vast tub, Yuri relaxed.

“Dinner was something else.”

He recalled the evening’s banquet.

Flanked by Lunaria and Vera, surrounded by noble ladies, it felt like a scene from The Restaurant of Many Orders. Oysters, turtle—foods meant to boost stamina—were pushed on him, fed only with “ahh” gestures, their determination palpable.

They were clearly gearing up to devour him sexually.

Their eagerness for tonight’s night visits was blatant. Companion entourage—what a shameless name.

To top it off, someone spiked the wine with Naruk.

“It boosts appetite and other things, right…?” Lunaria had purred, batting her eyes and pressing her breasts against him, making anger impossible.

The culprit was Lunaria. Tonight, he’d definitely ambush her.

As he steeled his resolve, squeals approached the entrance.

No way. Hoping it was a nearby women’s bath, Yuri’s faint hope was crushed.

“Hero-sama, we’re here to wash your back♪”

Led by Vera, her golden hair gleaming, the noble ladies filed in.

A dazzling array of skin. They wore towels, but still—cleavage and bare thighs stole the show.

After a dinner simmering with lust, this was torture.

“Hey, come on!”

Yuri stood in anger, then noticed his raging erection and plunged back into the water.

The ladies, feigning shyness, gawked openly.

“Fufu, sorry to disturb your rest. Let us clean you thoroughly as an apology. Come here.”

Vera approached as if it were natural, pulling his hand. Her tied-up golden hair exuded a new allure.

Chasing her pale nape, Yuri found himself on a bath stool. His anger lasted a second.

“I’ll wash your back.”

“Uh, yeah.”

She deftly lathered soap, her delicate fingers spreading bubbles across his back.

Then, a blatantly fake line.

“Oh my, no sponge. What a predicament…”

Her tone was anything but troubled.

A rustle as her towel fell. Yuri saw it coming but wasn’t ready.

“Sorry, I’ll use a natural sponge… ♡”

“Ohh!”

Squish, squish.

Not just pressing—her ripe breasts flattened against his back, nipples grazing him unmistakably.

“Nn, the back that saved the world… Fufu, I’ll clean it thoroughly.”

A dreamlike body wash. Her bouncy breasts scrubbed his back, their blissful softness overwhelming.

“This is heaven…”

“Fufu, I’m glad you like it. Now the front…”

“Ohh!”

Her slender fingers touched his rock-hard shaft, probing its firmness before gently stroking the tip.

Sticky precum coated her fingers.

“My, so much stickiness. The front needs thorough cleaning too.”

As if it were obvious, she moved in front, kneeling and lifting her breasts, sandwiching his cock.

Pure, unadulterated paizuri.

“W-Wow, incredible…”

“Nn, it’s so hard and hot… My breasts might burn.”

Huff, huff, she deliberately blew on the tip.

Blatantly seductive. But Yuri, experiencing his first paizuri, had no strength to resist.

Her smooth, soft breasts worked his shaft up and down. The thrill of a teen’s ripe breasts enveloping him was irresistible.

“Vera, Vera! Your breasts feel so good!”

“Fufu, so much juice leaking from the tip. Nn, slurp.”

Lick, lick. Like a cat lapping water, Vera’s tongue cleaned his precum.

Serving his lewd cock, she boosted his ego to the max.

Yuri petted her head, overwhelmed with gratitude. Easy Vera beamed.

She kneaded her breasts more eagerly, pressing them together, massaging his cock.

Climax came swiftly.

“Ah, I’m coming!”

“Hyan!”

Spurt, spurt, spurt.

Hot, pungent seed sprayed, staining her beautiful hair and face. Vera happily bathed in the dripping cum.

“Ahn, so thick, such a strong smell…”

She rubbed her breasts, smearing the semen, enveloping his softening cock.

Flawless service, even post-climax. After relentless teasing, Yuri gave in. They started it, so I’ll go as far as I can—classic playboy mindset.

Chapter 20: The Trap of the Detached Palace Harem That Ruins People (Part 4)

“I’ll go cleanse myself a bit…”

Smiling, Vera quickly slipped away.

Apparently, the bathhouse had an adjacent “Maiden’s Washing Area” for thorough cleaning. The design anticipated this outcome, leaving no gaps. Witnessing it firsthand, Yuri’s eager soldier sprang back to life.

“…Hero-sama, you still look pent-up.”

Irene, her red hair tied in a ponytail, stared with flushed cheeks.

Steeling herself, she leaned into Yuri, her bold words an invitation.

“Wanna wash each other?”

No way he could refuse.

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“Nn, Hero-sama, your hands are so naughty…”

“You’re one to talk, Irene, with those hips wiggling… Ohh!”

Irene sat between Yuri’s legs, letting him wash her. The hero scrubbed her young curves with devotion, his fingers lingering obsessively in her cleavage.

Not to be outdone, Irene, facing away, rubbed his eager cock with her plump peach of a butt. Bluntly put, it was an assjob.

A man and woman washing together in a bath inevitably merged.

It was unavoidable. Flowing naturally into a back-sitting position, they connected like wildfire.

“Because I’ve wanted you so bad, Hero-sama…! Ever since that night, I’ve…”

“Irene!”

“Hya!”

Hugging the earnest beauty tightly, Yuri thrust vigorously. Her tight hole clamped his cock, craving his seed.

Delicate parts in raw contact, mucous membranes rubbing, shameful spots joined in blissful friction.

Slurp, lick.

“Ahn, that’s my weak spot, Hero-sama!”

Irene’s red ponytail swayed. Her pale nape caught his eye, and he licked it. Her body quivered, revealing another weak point.

But her tight, juicy pussy clamped even harder, a mutual blow.

“Beauties taste good everywhere.”

“Nn, I’m not dessert…! Hya, ahn!”

It was too early for dessert.

Lost in their world, they were watched by blushing noble ladies waiting their turn.

“Hau, nn!”

“Ohf!”

Spurt, spurt, spurt.

Scalding seed poured into the earnest girl’s womb. Turning her face for chu, chu kisses, Yuri basked in the thrill of creampie.

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“Phew…”

Cooling off, Yuri washed properly. Soaking in the bath, Vera, Lunaria, and Clara joined from the Maiden’s Washing Area.

No pretense—they didn’t even wear towels.

“Hero-sama, I heard you poured your seed into the princess and Clara this afternoon.”

Yuri nearly choked, barely holding it in. Lunaria piled on.

“We were washing together earlier, but what you gave us at noon started leaking. Such a hassle.”

“Thinking how much you gave us made me so happy.”

The three were brazen, their faces flushed—not from shame, but something else.

“No way… Are you drunk?”

“Drunk? Hardly. Listening to you and Irene enjoy yourselves, drinking in a fit of desperation? That’s not ladylike.”

“Right, we’re not drunk. Just warm inside, hoping for more of your seed, Yuri-sama.”

“As Lunaria-sama says, I only sipped wine. But my wish to build a family with you, Hero-sama, feels so… achingly strong…”

Slip.

Clara, clinging to him, joined him in the bathwater.

The seamless insertion stunned Yuri, especially after such heavy words.

“Ahn, still so big… ♡ Hero-sama, I’ll work hard to make a baby! Please, pour your favor into this shameless maid!”

Face-to-face, kissed with chu, chu, she rode him aggressively. Her fierce movements splashed the water.

Her usual prim self was unrecognizable in this bold sex.

A man’s duty is to care for a drunk woman.

Convincing himself, Yuri thrust gleefully. Surrounded by skin, soft bodies pressed against him from all sides, his whole body felt euphoric.

But a baby’s bad news.

No, it’s not like it’ll happen easily, and they want it so bad.

His flimsy conflict lasted seconds. I’ll deal later, he thought, mind painted pink. Hugging Clara, they indulged in lovey-dovey sex.

A mature woman’s vagina had a different allure from the teens’. Greedy, lascivious, bewitching. Teasing, then writhing fiercely, milking every drop.

Unable to resist her devoted pussy, Yuri unleashed inside.

“Hah, so much, Hero-sama♪ So much baby-making stuff, overflowing… ♡”

Clara’s honeyed voice purred. The spurt, spurt echoed through their touching skin, the reality of filling her sinking in.

Sage mode hit, realizing he’d done it again.

His soul briefly freed, Yuri saw the trap he was ensnared in. This is bad! But two beauties latched onto him.

“Clara’s so loved. I want your lineage too, Hero-sama. What you sprayed on me earlier, put it in my womb now, okay?”

“I want to make your child, Yuri-sama. Let’s just feel good, no thinking.”

Breasts pressed against him, hot breaths in his ear, begging for babies.

His 0.5-second sage mode vanished.

A reckless, almost angry urge took over.

“Both of you, stand up, turn around. As you wish, I’ll pump you full of baby-making cum!”

Lining them against the bath wall, he thrust like a stallion. Alternating between their delicious holes, he pistoned, savoring the comparison.

The noble princess and duke’s daughter moaned shamelessly, faces lewd.

Wiggling their hips competitively, they served their all to claim his genes.

“Ahn, don’t pull out…! In me, in me…!”

“Don’t go, Yuri-sama! Fill this hole!”

Cute, gorgeous girls begging for his seed with their asses out. A twenty-something’s reason battled his male instincts, the latter winning in a flash.

“Oh, augh!”

“Hah♪ It’s in me!”

Sensing climax, Lunaria’s pussy clamped tight, urging release. Yuri, barely resisting, creampied her greedy hole.

Grinning dumbly, spilling seed, he sighed.

“You’re mean, Hero-sama… You showered me earlier but won’t fill my womb.”

“It’s fine, Vera’s next.”

Yuri’s drive was unstoppable.

His breeding instinct in overdrive, every girl looked like that kind of partner. Unconsciously, he sized up Vera, then the next, and the next…

“You’ll overheat. Let’s continue in bed.”

They left the bath, wiping each other’s delicate parts, Yuri’s cock hardening as they headed to the bedroom.

On the bed tested earlier, the noble ladies now lay bare, sprawled shamelessly, waiting for Yuri to pounce.

Starting with Vera, he gave her the breeding she craved.

“Ahn, so vigorous! Amazing, Hero-sama!”

This time, he didn’t disappoint. Rubbing her slick walls until she moaned, he flooded her hot pussy with cum.

That night, Yuri went wild. Embracing each naked maiden on the sea of sheets, he reminded them of his taste.

Seeding every single one, he fell asleep at dawn. His stamina was truly that of a savior hero.

Thus ended a worrisome first day.