Massacre Site: Squish-♥ Squish-♥
Squish-♥ Squish-♥
"Hngh♥ Master’s cock♥ It's the best today too♥ Haang!♥"
Cecilia's pussy is so damn tasty, I never get tired of it.
"Haang♥ Thank you for eating it so deliciously♥♥"
I'd woken up early and was pounding the defiant Ellen when Cecilia must've stirred at the lewd sounds of our morning fuckfest. She slinked over, rubbing those plump tits against my body and begging for my cock. How the hell does she stay so pretty and cute even after a full day of wandering around filthy without a bath, looking like a beggar? Perfect timing too—I was just dumping my fourth load into Ellen's womb and craving a fresh pussy. I lavished attention on Cecilia's perfectly timed hole.
Hmm… But why do I have this ominous feeling?
That uneasy vibe hit me right from the morning. I tried shaking it off by railing my bitches, but it didn't last. My tentacle monster instincts started blaring danger alarms.
The Mokhwa Knight Order is leading an expedition force assembled from the elves' city of Elinia and is on the move.
What? Mokhwa Knight Order…? Mokhwa… Oh! That's Ellen's knight order!
Holy shit. They're sending a full city-scale expedition just for one missing trainee knight?! Ellen wasn't bluffing when she wailed that her comrades would come for her after I caught her. I underestimated elf camaraderie.
As elves living under the World Tree's blessing, they tend to act according to the principles set by the World Tree itself. One of those principles is never abandoning or betraying comrades, so even a low-ranking trainee knight like Ellen will be tracked if she goes missing.
Fucking World Tree. I'm gonna rape it someday. Shit, I can't just sit here! Time to prepare!
Screeech— Talk about impeccable timing. My scouts signaled me. A lifeform detected by the farthest scout from my dungeon position. Then they kept coming in waves. Piecing it together, there were just over twenty of them.
They brought a shit-ton.
Over twenty well-trained elf knights to find one missing trainee? The scout signaling me was about 3km out. Sure, this area's dense and hard to navigate, but elves who've roamed these woods like their backyard for centuries would find this cave eventually.
I looked down at Ellen, limp and drooling cum from her pussy.
Can't just hand over our toy. Time to welcome the guests.
My time to build infamy as a tentacle monster had come.
"Phew… This terrain's pretty damn complicated. How'd they even find a place like this?"
From early dawn, following Captain Harmun's orders, he'd gathered not just his own squad but knights from the rest of the Mokhwa Knight Order to track Ellen. With each a skilled fighter, he already felt secure even outside the World Tree's domain. Not knowing what horrors a brutal monster might've inflicted on Ellen, they rushed to the scene as soon as everyone assembled.
Luckily, no midnight rain had washed away her tracks—she'd bolted somewhere, and her footprints remained clear. Leading with the search squad, they followed her trail.
Petty monsters like goblins and slimes ambushed them right after leaving the domain, but a few arrows from the trainees handled that. The real issue was the terrain. Even they, born in the forest and blessed by the World Tree and woods, found it rugged. Poison ivy, vines, massive leaves, and thick trees slowed them down.
If it were a small group without a trail to follow, they'd dodge obstacles, but with twenty-two knights tracing Ellen's steps, they had to clear everything.
Ellen, hang on just a bit longer… We'll find you soon…!
Praying to the World Tree for her safety, he pressed on desperately. How long had it been? Her tracks never vanished, but the end was nowhere in sight. The sun, peeking at dawn, now blazed overhead. The long march through the hot, humid terrain had tired even the knights.
"Where the hell did she go… Huh? Someone over there!"
"Where— … Ellen…?"
A bit dirtied by mud and dust, but those golden locks like his own. It was definitely Ellen.
But why is she naked—
Her condition was wretched. Bruises like she'd been beaten black and blue covered her body, her once-beautiful face gaunt and lifeless. But that wasn't the point.
Clatter—
"Ellen! Ellen! You okay? Look at me. It's Sergeant Arlan. What did that monster do to you?"
He quickly draped his cloak over her naked form and shook her shoulders to rouse her dazed stance.
"Ah… Sergeant Arlan… You came to rescue me."
Her unfocused pupils chilled him for a moment, but recognizing him, she snapped back to her usual self.
"Sob, Sergeant— I'm sorry. I went after that monster on my own—!"
"Phew… Calm down first. Glad you're safe. We'll hear the details back at base. Do you know where the monster that kidnapped you is?"
Primary objective—securing Ellen—complete. But this monster had brazenly invaded the World Tree's domain and snatched a knight. They needed to kill it fast to prevent secondary damage. Sorry to stress her rattled mind, but he asked its location.
"Ah… A cave. It was a cave. I escaped while it went hunting."
"Where's that cave?"
Her trembling finger pointed one way. Arlan led the knights that direction.
"Any details on the monster's features or looks?"
"Th-that… I don't remember…"
"Phew… Hang in there a bit longer. Let's kill it quick and head back."
"Yes, Sergeant."
Stroking her fearful form—perhaps recalling the ordeal—they soon spotted the cave she'd mentioned.
"Sergeant Arlan, we'll take point from here."
Shiron, captain of the 2nd Knight Squad leading plate-armored two-handers, halted the search squad, signaling their turn.
"We'll cover from behind."
Arlan pulled back his squad obediently. Unknown combat power, but with twenty-two elves, no big fear. Plus magic-resistance bracelets from Captain Harmun—perfect counter to mental attacks.
Led by the two-handers, torches lit, they advanced slowly into the cave.
"…Where the hell did it vanish to? Ellen, you sure this is the cave?"
Two hours of tense cave-searching, bodies on edge. They'd probed deep, wary of ambushes, but not an ant in sight. Checking with Ellen midway, she just repeated:
"This is definitely it! I can still feel that thing's presence nearby!"
Her word as victim kept them going without complaint… but no more. Mental-physical fatigue aside, their torches were spent. Elves used spirits, not magic, so no Light spells—torches were essential in the pitch black. Light spirits existed but were rare and powerful; only the Queen and one elder had contracts.
Anyway, search impossible. Time to exit…
"…Huh? Ellen? Ellen! Where'd she—"
She'd been right beside him moments ago—gone. No golden hair in sight.
Whoosh—! And his torch snuffed out. It should've burned longer—
Something was gravely wrong. Ten years in the Mokhwa Knights, instincts that saved his life screamed run.
But Ellen…
"Trap! Retreat!"
Captain Shiron sensed the chill too, barking the order urgently. Swift and correct—but wrong.
BOOM—!
Instant explosion. The lead search knight turning for the exit—something glowed at his feet, then erupted.
Damn… We got played. Even Ellen was part of the trap?
His body reacted to the blast first, but too late to flee. Suspicions had piled up. Her dazed stupor on discovery. Standing stock-still despite "escaping." Like waiting for someone.
Luring them two-plus hours into an empty cave, vanishing silently, then torches dying prematurely. All pointed to her.
In the end… my love for her did me in.
His keen instincts—top among elves—snared by the monster called love. Dread swelled at the beast's cunning, exploiting even emotions cruelly.
The blast chained with surroundings into a massive explosion.
"Gaaah— Save me—!"
"Aaaagh! My legs! My leeeegs—!!"
Whoa— these plant-magic pussies burn real nice?
I clung to the cave ceiling amid the grand chain explosions, watching it all. The elves' screams harmonized into sweet melody.
Female moans are great, but male death rattles ain't bad either.
Ellen dangled limply from my tentacles, eyes blank. Thanks to her for luring and stalling so many elves. Hypnosis credit, of course. Heh heh.
I'd used my brain for a trap. While fucking Ellen, she'd moaned about some Arlan elf—a lot. That golden-haired guy matching her. Not just boss-subordinate, so I guessed he'd join the expedition. Nailed it.
They bit the hasty, sloppy hypnotized Ellen bait and stepped into my explosion-trap field.
Huh? Not all dead?
Seems due to the bracelets on their wrists. Magic resistance bracelets. Looks like creatures alone can't finish them off.
Shame. Thought I'd freebie it. Guess I gotta step up.
Though all males, they have life force. Absorb it from them for random stat boosts.
Whoa, why say that now! If true, can't let explosions waste 'em.
I dropped toward the elves writhing from blast fires.
"Guh—! M-monster!"
Terror and fear filled their gazes at me. Out came basic tentacles, tips sharpened, stabbing chest-hearts.
Stab—!
"Gaaaaah—!"
Indeed. Elves blessed by the World Tree of abundance brimmed with life force. Ahh… so fucking delicious. Male energy grossed me out a tad, but too sweet to refuse. No mercy—I slurped it dry in seconds.
One elf knight mummified—muscles, flesh, fluids withered—dead mid-scream.
Not enough. More life force—
Through the exploded formation, tentacles pierced daily rations' hearts, sucking vitality.
Bon appétit!