The Hostage of the Bedroom
I breached the wall and stormed into Gremory's bedroom. Since all sorts of enemy forces would be swarming in through the hole I’d had Lime drill, we needed to neutralize Gremory as quickly as possible.
"Ryun! Block the entrance!" I commanded, pinning Gremory down. Ryun rushed to the bedroom door and threw the bolt. Some soldiers outside, having noticed the commotion, began pounding on the door, but Gremory had clearly built the locking mechanism to be sturdy; it didn't budge.
"Ugh, mmmph?!" Gremory’s muffled gasps echoed against my robe. I had successfully pinned her flat on the bed, my belly pressing firmly against her face. Since she was a magic user, I couldn't afford to let her cast a single spell.
Thwack! Thwack-thwack! Gremory’s hands jabbed at my thighs. Her sharp nails tore through my robe, but the more she struggled, the more I rubbed my belly back and forth, cutting off her air supply. "Gack, k-kuh!"
Tap, tap, tap! Gremory drummed her fingers against the bed like she was signaling a forfeit. Because she kept jerking her head back and forth trying to breathe, I tightened my lower abdomen and pinned her shoulders down with my legs. I pulled the robe between us aside, left and right. Swish, swish!
"Mmmph?!" My bare skin made contact with Gremory’s face. She thrashed violently, moving her body from side to side. I breathed as if performing abdominal breathing, grinding my belly against her. Even though the bed was soft, the weight of my entire body pressing down from above left her reeling.
And my attack didn't end there.
"Ryun!"
"Yes!"
Ryun, who had finished barricading the door with furniture, rushed over and shoved her hand between my robes. She reached for my waist and pulled downward with a sharp tug.
!!!
My fully erect member poked right under Gremory’s chin. Her resistance ceased instantly. I lowered my head and gave her a warning. "From now on, if you even twitch your lips to cast a spell, I’ll pierce your throat."
"......."
It wouldn't kill her, but it would certainly choke her. To force an answer, I prodded her chin with my glans. Gremory’s hands gripped the bedsheets tightly. She was trembling—she looked absolutely furious.
Where are her erogenous zones? In this situation, moving like a propeller was risky in many ways. If the head I was pinning down managed to turn and she started chanting, we’d be in trouble. I needed to pull a trick.
By now, Lime had successfully digested everything she’d eaten from the cave wall and approached me with a smooth, glistening face. I pointed to the Gremory I was pinning down. "Go down there and plug her mouth."
Kkeureureuk.
Lime stretched her body downward like a spreading skirt. She slithered under my belly, flowing off the bed bit by bit. I lifted my belly slightly to create space for her to enter.
Bam, bam-bam!! Gremory seemed to sense something and thrashed violently. She hit my side with her hands, pounded the sheets, and kicked her legs up and down, desperate to escape. But it was already too late.
"Mmph!"
As I lifted my lower abdomen, Lime, flowing in an amorphous state, covered Gremory’s face in my stead. It was as if Gremory were wearing a helmet made of slime; her entire head was engulfed, and Lime’s mucus seeped between her tightly clenched lips.
Gurgle, gurgle. With a choking sound, Gremory’s arms fell limply onto the sheets. I rose slightly. In that instant, Gremory opened her mouth as if to chant something.
Flash—!
A sharp magical spike was gripped in Gremory’s hand. If she used that to stab me or Lime, it wouldn't end well.
"Master!"
A panicked Ryun raised her bow. I heard the string being drawn, but the spike was already inches from my thigh. So, before I could be stabbed, I stabbed her first.
Squelch!
My glans pierced the hollow of Gremory’s throat. At the same time, Lime’s body fluid surged into her mouth, filling it completely. Crackle. The spike Gremory held jabbed into my thigh, but my robe was hanging loose, and the moment I pierced her throat, the spike dissipated like mist.
Gurgle, gurgle. A phlegm-filled sound bubbled from Gremory’s throat. I quickly stood up, and Lime began to cover Gremory’s body as practiced. In the meantime, Ryun and I restrained her limbs.
"......."
Gremory seemed to have given up on resisting, yet she was still probing our strength. Even while suffering the humiliation of being captured by a mere three—an Orc, a High Elf, and a Sla-hole—she was coolly assessing her situation and racking her brain for a chance to counterattack. She certainly hadn't reached the 56th rank through gambling alone.
"Hmm, let's see." I gathered Gremory’s hands in front of her. Ryun used the vines she’d prepared to bind them like a prisoner. Gremory remained perfectly still.
"Master, has she given up?"
"No. I think she's calling her subordinates right now."
At my words, Gremory’s brow twitched slightly. She couldn't maintain her poker face; she looked like someone who’d been hit right in the bullseye. Indeed, the sound of pounding on the door and the noise of footsteps rushing from beyond the passage we’d created were growing louder.
Andras’s brats are blockheads, so they couldn't even cross into their master's bedroom. It seemed Gremory had given orders for her subordinates to save her even if they had to smash the door down. That was why she was so confident, even though her final resistance had failed.
Something feels off. I reached out and examined Gremory’s body. To confirm an opponent's information, checking their erogenous zones was essential, and I touched her body all over, waiting for a status window to appear.
"Lime, come out. Cover this up."
I first covered Gremory’s eyes with a cloth I’d prepared. Then, trying to gag her, I realized I had nothing suitable. "...Ryun?"
"......Haa."
Ryun sighed and lifted her skirt. White underwear was nestled underneath, and after asking for her understanding, I took them off. "I'll get you a pretty pair later."
I gave Ryun a hollow promise, then pried open Gremory’s mouth—now vacated by Lime—and shoved Ryun’s underwear inside. And at that moment.
Heh.
Even with the back of her head held by Lime, Gremory was smiling.
CRASH!!!
The door shattered, and a camel monster poked its head through. And between its humps, Gremory sat with her legs crossed, flicking her tongue at us. Unlike the dress-wearing captive we had, this Gremory was dressed in a mage’s signature robe and uniform, stroking her throat and laughing.
"......Huh?"
Ryun looked back and forth between the Gremory restrained on the bed and the new one that had appeared, looking bewildered. I pulled the Gremory we’d captured to her feet and slowly backed away from them.
"Hehe, I guess you have a subordinate with a decent brain? I never imagined you'd attack so boldly."
"I never imagined you'd create a scarecrow like this, either."
"A scarecrow...?" Ryun’s face turned pale. I held the Gremory we’d captured like a hostage and signaled for Ryun to step behind me.
"That's right. Leaving a clone in the bedroom while keeping your real body in the safest place possible. I learned something today."
"Hehe, we're in the middle of a war, after all. I can't just sit around and rest. Do you think you're the only one who comes targeting the heart of the dungeon? I never imagined you'd use such a crude yet ingenious method. I've learned something too, dear. Others usually try to raid by opening spatial teleportation circles or extra portals. Hehe."
"......."
It seemed that battles between dungeon masters involved the manifestation of magic and supernatural abilities far more than all-out warfare. That made it even more important that I keep Gremory pinned under me. *She seems to have a better head on her shoulders than Andras.*
Deceiving us with a clone. The very fact that she could create a clone proved that Gremory was a highly intelligent mage. However.
Crunch.
"Ugh...!"
I sank my teeth into the shoulder of the Gremory clone I was holding hostage. The real Gremory instinctively grabbed her own shoulder, biting her lip with a look of dismay.
"You...!"
"Hehe, so you share sensations with your clone, I see."
From the moment she’d entered, Gremory had looked quite uncomfortable. It wasn't because her bedroom had been compromised, but because she knew exactly what had happened in this room. Above all, her action of tightly wrapping her clothes to protect her throat had been the hint.
"Look. We’ve both invaded each other’s dungeons once. Why don't we call it even?"
"Nonsense. Why would I? You walked right into a trap; why would I leave you be?"
"This won't do. I’ll have to resort to threats, hehehe."
"Threats? Puhahaha!"
Gremory held her stomach and laughed hysterically atop the camel. At the same time, the camel monsters and goblins behind her were brandishing their weapons with excited expressions.
"You're threatening me? Are you insane? Do you have no idea what the situation is?"
"The one who doesn't understand the situation is you, bitch. Hehe, did you forget that you share sensations?"
I grabbed the Gremory clone by the throat. Gremory frowned, but her lips twisted into a sneer as she mocked me. "Hmph, fine. Go ahead, kill her. But you'll die too, won't you? Do you think anything will change just because you take a clone hostage? It’ll hurt like hell, but you’ll be the one who really dies!"
"Hehe, who said I was going to kill her?"
I stood behind Gremory and tore the front of her dress open with one hand. Her voluminous breasts were fully exposed, and Gremory’s face turned beet red. A few goblins in the back began watching us with sparkling eyes.
"You, you... you're insane, really! If you're going to kill me, just do it properly!"
"Hehe, if I’m going to die for real, I can't just go quietly. Gremory, listen closely!!"
I jabbed my fully aroused member into Gremory’s back. Her face turned deathly pale.
"If you don't clear the path, I’ll ravage your clone!!"
... ... ...
"You lunatic!!" Gremory shrieked in fury. "Fight like a normal person!"
"This is how I fight! I win by any means necessary! That’s what it means to be a demon!"
"If you're an Orc, fight an honorable battle like an Orc!"
"Kehehe."
I lifted the back of Gremory’s dress. Ryun helped from the side, and her luscious buttocks were clearly visible. I rubbed the tip of my spear against the cleft of her ass. "Honor? What good is that when you're dead? Does dying honorably give you a bonus when you're reincarnated? You’re a demon too, so fight like one, you idiot!"
Gremory was red with rage. From the front, the silhouette of my glans protruding from under her black see-through dress must have been clearly visible. Since she shared sensations with her clone, she would definitely feel my actions to some extent.
"You must be used to your clones dying! But you won't be used to your clone dying of pleasure! Hahaha! Listen up, you subordinates of Gremory’s dungeon! If you kill me—"
I grabbed the clone’s breasts and teased her nipples. "You’ll never get to see your master get fucked ever again!"
At my threat, the goblins began to eye their master nervously. The camel monsters also waved their arms, glancing at someone. They were looking at the four-legged camel Gremory was riding. *That’s the one.*
While the other subordinates were all flustered or intrigued, only that four-legged camel was snorting and fuming. It was likely Gremory’s personal biological dildo. And as long as it was a male, it would naturally be furious if someone else—even a clone—ate what it had been eating. And it was the only one showing such rage. The others were hesitating, waiting for their master’s orders while I truly intended to ravage the clone. They were looking at their master’s clone, pretending to wait.
"Y-you...!" Gremory was so flustered and enraged she didn't know what to do. And that brief moment of distraction was enough to buy me time to escape.
"Gremory! Sorry about this!" I gathered strength in my belly and shouted. "Your breasts ripened quite deliciously! Sorry for saying they were small!"
"Wh-what?!"
"Thanks for the meal!"
I squeezed Gremory’s breasts as if wringing them out. And our bodies sank deep into the floor.