Chapter 33
Chapter 33
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Let's Do It From Behind Too (1)
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Those captured as prisoners experience a severe drop in mental acuity.
From the realization that they've been taken prisoner.
From the knowledge that they could be killed at any moment.
If they happen to be someone like a member of the Vampire Legion or Demon Legion, where 'hostage negotiations' might be possible, they hold out hope for a miraculous way to survive. But for those from other beast legions or undead legions, despair sets in—they know they're as good as dead.
Yet, on the flip side, if there's even a glimmer of a chance to live, humans will rack their brains like mad to find it.
There's a saying: even if you enter a tiger's den, you can survive if you keep your wits about you.
That's just a reflection of humanity's primal instinct to thrash about in the fight for survival.
Anyway.
I decided to exploit that human desperation for survival—the tendency to make poor judgments, getting bogged down in the limited information they're given.
To induce misunderstandings based solely on the info right in front of them, where they fool themselves into a frenzy. For that, I had my succubus secretary, Lilith, set up a few scenarios.
"Trainer, sir. Preparations are complete."
Like right now.
"Must've been a rush job. Good work."
"No trouble at all. It was actually kind of fun preparing it."
Lilith, her face flushed with excitement, pointed to the contraption she'd made.
"Just by putting up a partition wall... heh heh heh."
I'd already explained the purpose of this partition to her beforehand, and she'd fully grasped how it would work while building it.
A partition wall made of wooden planks.
And in the middle of it, three round holes spaced out, each covered by a curtain-like cloth.
"On the other side, I've set it up like a bed so they can lie down or get on all fours."
Lilith guided me around to the back.
At the end of the partition, they'd even installed a door for entry, complete with a lock and key to keep anyone from barging in.
Creeeak.
As I opened the door and stepped inside, sure enough, a long bed stretched out, just as she described.
The supports beneath it looked sturdy enough to hold up the entire partition and bed without collapsing.
"As per your instructions, I've prepared restraints to make sure they can't move around on the bed."
"Perfect."
The restraints connected to both sides of the bed reminded me of those from American movies, the kind used to strap down psychiatric patients. But who cares about the looks?
What matters is that whoever lies on the bed can't move and stays put to get pounded.
"But Trainer, sir... do you really think the humans will fall for it?"
Lilith asked cautiously.
"No matter how much we hide it, won't they figure out they're succubi?"
Clank.
In the spot she pointed to, three low-rank succubi dressed in prisoner uniforms waited for us.
Compared to Lilith, their wings, horns, and tails were noticeably smaller and shorter.
Succubi who absolutely had to consume men's essence to survive, sustaining themselves through sex.
Originally, they were the type who'd rape adventurers or trap them in wet dreams in the lower dungeons of the Vampire Legion to stay alive.
They'd volunteered in response to Lilith's legion-wide call for trainer support troops.
"Fair point. Their tails might give it away."
And of course, succubi have tails.
Not popping out of their asses like anal flags, but sprouting from above the butt crack, like most demonkin.
So, if someone tried to thrust from behind, there was a risk the tail could peek out from under the curtain, even if it was draped over.
"I'd love to make it so only their lower halves stick out perfectly."
"Wouldn't that be too tight a fit?"
The tail exposure was a risk, but making it too snug meant the next person couldn't use it.
We couldn't adjust it every time for whoever was getting fucked, so we settled on using the curtain.
"Fine. Wrap your tails around your bodies and stay on all fours. All three of you, lie down now."
Clap.
At my command, the three succubi gulped nervously and approached the bed.
Swish.
They lay down as if getting a massage, legs neatly together, extending through the holes and sliding into position smoothly.
One on her stomach facing forward, one fully prone, and the third gripping the handles under the bed with both hands, pressing close.
"From behind... yeah, that's it. Perfect."
It was flawless.
'This is it.'
Three prime rear-entry pussies were on full display through the wall.
The prisoner uniforms—onesie-style—had hiked up against the curtain, exposing their lower halves completely.
'Not quite like those meme or comic scenes, more like something from Western porn.'
You know those concept porn videos.
At a college party or whatever, they set up a gag setup like this, and drunk guys line up to pound a row of coeds, no discrimination between black or white.
Of course, the ones here were all white pussies, and the cocksmen would be white too.
Not that it's new, but my appearance fits the bill anyway.
"Hey, succubi."
I hopped back over to the other side of the partition.
"You wanna just lie there quietly and take human cum?"
"......"
"Answer me."
"Y-yes, Trainer, sir."
The succubi's responses were a bit sluggish.
Probably because I'm human, they hesitated. But Lilith was right behind me.
"Lilith, these girls seem a bit dim. No other volunteers?"
"We could recruit more if you want..."
"W-we'll do great!!"
The low-rank succubi snapped to attention in an instant, their attitudes sharpening.
"Good. You have to. No slacking. From now on, you're playing 'human prisoners' to the best of your ability."
I handed each of them an item.
"No talking, no matter what. The only sounds you make are moans as you're getting fucked."
Real gags used on actual prisoners and convicts.
They were cleaned pretty well, but still, having to bite down on one like that must feel humiliating for them.
"No letting your tails show. Even if it gets spotted, it can't happen until after they've already started pounding. Not until they've realized it's a succubus pussy but keep pretending they don't know and hammer away anyway. Got it?"
Even if it's a total panic situation.
"Do good. I don't expect much from you. Just lie there quietly, mouth shut. When a guy comes up from behind and starts thrusting, clench your pussy and enjoy it."
It might feel a bit humiliating from a succubus's perspective.
Getting fucked like rape by a human who thinks they're just human prisoners, treated like mere humans and eaten up.
"Remember this. All of this is for our legion."
I lightly mimed grabbing their throats with my hand toward all three.
"If any of you screw up or carelessly expose your tail, that one becomes a lifelong cum-dump public toilet for humans. Understood?"
"......!!"
No low-rank succubus wants to be treated like a meat toilet.
"Or I could send her to the 'farm' instead."
".......!!"
At the word "farm," all three succubi's expressions changed in a flash.
"We'll do great!!"
"We'll give it our all to hide our identities and fulfill our roles as pussies!!"
"P-please, anything but the farm...!!"
I don't particularly like breaking them with threats and fear, but reactions like that change things.
"Right. Do well enough to avoid the farm."
I hopped back to the front and gave their asses a light smack.
Smack.
"Now then... secretary."
"Yes, Trainer, sir."
"Shall we go check out the prisoners Chief Adjutant Akkamond captured?"
As Lilith locked the nearby door, I turned and grabbed the roster from the desk.
"Conveniently, there are two women. Heh heh heh."
There were nine newly captured prisoners.
Two women, and the remaining seven all men.
"An adventurer party, right?"
"Yes. The Chief Adjutant captured an entire adventurer team. Since you said you needed men to corrupt the women."
"The Dalia case, huh."
"Yes."
The Chief Adjutant had heard how Dalia fell.
"Humans' enemies are other humans. The moment they feel disillusioned and betrayed by their own kind, that despair leads straight to corruption."
Dalia had fallen because of the men.
If not for the Dalia case, these men wouldn't even be alive as prisoners.
They'd just be heart-ripped blood bags.
Normally, training starts with the women first—but
'Not this time.'
No fucking the women first.
"Of those women, any who've hooked up with the men?"
"According to the report, one has a lover among the prisoners. The other one's keeping quiet."
"I see. Well, that means we can confirm at least one for sure."
Instead, to keep the women from relying on the men, we handle the men first.
"Secretary."
"Yes, Trainer, sir."
"Aren't you curious? We've got three pussies here."
Lick.
"One's her comrade's lover's pussy, another's just some innocent adventurer's pussy. And the last one..."
I drew a holy symbol in the air.
"Is the pussy of a priestess who believes in and follows the goddess, so defiling it is akin to defiling the goddess herself."
Clank.
"Aren't you curious too, Dalia?"
"......"
At the end of the passage stood Dalia, face hidden by a black robe and mask, holding a bloodied mace, greeting me as she drew a holy symbol.
"Anything else I don't know..."
Clank.
"But those who commit blasphemy against the goddess just to save their own skin..."
"Can be killed."
Heh.
Dalia grinned from behind her mask.
