Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Let's Do Great From Behind Too (3)
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Of course, the main targets for training and corruption are the female prisoners.
Male prisoners?
You can kill them, turn them into blood bags, sell them off to other legions for fun—whatever you want.
In other words, male prisoners are free game.
And I decided to use these male prisoners like this.
"Mmph, mmph, mmmph!"
One. As feed for the succubi.
Squish, squish.
The male prisoner roughly rapes succubus number one.
Honestly, it's more fitting to say he's straight-up fucking her—the guy rams his cock in wildly, like rape is his ticket to survival.
Thanks to him, our number one hole, the succubus, eagerly sucks up his essence while hitting her peak.
"Ng, mmph, mmmph!"
She deliberately lets out rough moans through the gag stuffed in her mouth.
The more she does, the harder the male prisoner behind the wall thrusts his dick.
If he creampies her, the succubus will absorb his essence through that load and sustain her life force.
And two.
Down there, there's a female adventurer getting fucked.
More precisely, a female adventurer clutching her thighs tight while watching a succubus get fucked in her place.
Gentia.
The lover and wife of Kait, the adventurer leader among the female adventurers.
'Did the leader usually treat his subordinates that poorly?'
Who would've thought he'd so blatantly lust after his own leader's wife.
Does he think the leader will forgive him because he's the boss?
Or does he figure since the leader's wife is a married woman with a "welcoming" pussy, even rape will get a pass?
'What a bold fucker.'
The succubus getting raped is one thing, but Gentia watching it is trembling just as hard.
It's not like we've linked her to the succubus's pleasure or anything, yet she's shaking like she's got some disease.
That trembling? Yeah.
It's rage.
"Ngh...! Gentia, sis-in-law, I'm sorry...!"
How can he fuck her knowing full well who she is?
How can he call her "sis-in-law" while pounding his cock like that?
She must want to kill him.
And feel betrayal at the same time.
'Yeah, that's it.'
Disillusionment with humans.
It especially ramps up efficiency when it starts from disillusionment with comrades.
The moment trust and faith built from fighting together shatters into betrayal, humans drown in deeper despair.
And the more people that piles up, the worse the despair multiplies.
"Ng, ngh, nngh!"
The succubus sends the signal.
The man's about to climax and creampie her soon.
"Grraaah!!"
But the prisoner mistakes it for the leader's wife climaxing on his cock and shoves it all the way in.
Spluuurt!!
Shudder.
The succubus goes limp with satisfaction.
Looks like she's savoring the thick fullness of his load flooding her pussy.
"Haaah, haaah...."
Thud.
The wall shakes for a second.
The guy slammed his forehead against it after cumming and let out a sigh of relief—thankfully, the wall held.
'If this works out, I should request a proper cement wall.'
It's just a temporary partition Lilith set up for now, but it'll definitely become a solid rape wall later.
Clap, clap, clap.
I clapped my hands and approached the wall.
"Lucky guy. Or should I say, you made a good choice?"
"H-Hiiik...!"
The prisoner, still basking in the afterglow of his creampie, flinched and backed away, but I casually pointed to the door outside.
"You can go back. But."
"But...?"
"The cell you're going to is across from the other prisoners, and you'll keep your mouth shut until everyone else's judgment is done."
"Th-That..."
"Or do you plan to tell them yourself?"
The male prisoner's face goes pale.
"That you fucked your boss's wife to survive?"
"......!!"
No matter that they're fellow prisoners, once they leave here, they'll end up back in their old spots anyway.
"Don't worry. Your choice won't come out."
"Th-That...!"
"Who you creampied? That's our secret."
"!!"
Relief flashes in the man's eyes.
Lilith snaps her fingers, other succubi appear to clean up the after-sex mess, and as they turn back into pristine, unused pussies, the man lets out a deep sigh of relief.
"Just don't screw up the judgments. And pull up your pants."
I gestured and stepped outside.
"Follow me."
With his pants up, the man—unlike when he came in—walks out on his own, trailing behind me.
Step, step.
I feel Lilith's gaze on my back as we walk.
She seems curious about something, but for now, she stays quiet and follows silently.
Creeeak.
We walk down the hall for a while toward the prisoners.
"Jay!!"
"You're alive!!"
The male prisoners cheer and celebrate the first judgment subject's safe return.
"......."
But the male prisoner averts his eyes from them.
He clamps his mouth shut, glances at me nervously, bows his head, and dodges their stares.
"Jay! What happened!!"
The adventurers' leader, Kait, grips the iron bars and shouts.
"What about the other two?! D-Did you see Gentia?!"
At "Gentia," the prisoner startles even more and hangs his head like a guilty man.
"Jay! You...!"
Clank.
I open the door to the cell across from them, and the man obediently steps inside.
"......!!"
In that instant.
"What the hell did you do...?"
One of the prisoners catches on.
"Fuck, you had sex...?"
"......!!"
Post-nut clarity.
He pulled up his pants just like that, so of course the cum stench lingers.
"What did you do, you bastard!!"
I fucked your wife.
Unable to say that, the prisoner slips into the cell and stays quiet.
"Alright, time to pick the next one...."
Oh.
"Survivor."
I turn to the man who passed the judgment.
"You choose the next one for judgment."
"Y-Yes?!"
"Three seconds. 3, 2, 1—"
"A-Andy!!"
"What?!"
The prisoner blurts out a name.
"J-Jay, you fucker!! Picking me...!"
Andy charges at the bars, but soon Lilith's chains wrap around his neck.
Drag, drag, drag.
Andy gets dragged like a dog by Lilith's pink chains into the training room, the wall room.
"G-Gahk!"
Wall room.
"......What is this?"
"Choose."
I say the same thing to him as I did the first guy.
"Creampie and live."
"......."
During the trainer's explanation.
"So...."
"Thrust in. Cum. Don't cum, you die."
"......."
Three pussies.
No traces of being used or creampied.
While I and Lilith were out.
Of course we cleaned them spotless, like they'd never been touched.
"......."
The second man.
Squish.
"Nngh!!"
Shoves his cock into the first freshly cleaned pussy.
"Hoo."
Which is it between the two?
Is the leader a dog?
Or to them, is someone else's girl someone they wanna fuck?
'Maybe both.'
* * *
Number two man, three, four.
The fourth prisoner finishes his creampie.
I send him back to the cell guided not by Lilith but another succubus, then sip a light drink outside the training room with Lilith.
"We didn't say they had to pick the same as the guy before to survive, so how are they all choosing the exact same one in a row?"
"No idea."
"Should we swap the girls inside? Their turns?"
"...Might have to. Four out of seven have dumped into the same succubus already. It's unfair... Pfft."
Lilith lets out a low chuckle.
"Talking fairness about this is ridiculous."
"Why?"
"I figured the second or third would get the most action."
"Really?"
"Yeah. If they can't fuck comrades, then the priestess they've never met. Even if they do a comrade, at least not someone else's girl."
"If their lives weren't on the line, sure."
I mime slitting my throat.
"No assurance I'll let them live, so if they're dying anyway, might as well thrust into the girl they wanna fuck once."
"......."
"Funny, right? We matched the body types as close as possible, but they're pounding succubus pussy thinking it's their boss's wife and loving it."
"Yes. Truly...."
Lilith sticks out her tongue and takes a light sip of her drink.
"By the way. The guys who went back to the cell—sure we don't need to gag them?"
"The ones who already creampied?"
"Yes. What if they whisper to their comrades...."
"Our secretary Lilith is so innocent."
I carefully reach out and stroke her head.
"Humans are selfish pricks who hate seeing others get ahead, even if it kills them."
I extend with intent, but make it seem totally natural.
"Sometimes they'll let others suffer just to keep their own secret."
"......Is that so."
Hm?
She doesn't dodge my hand?
"Ah, sorry."
I pull back like I'm startled.
"My bad."
"No, it's fine."
Good, maybe.
If she harbored resentment deep down—
'Won't try that again next time.'
It was my version of skinship, but if it leads to her killing me later—
'Gotta close the distance slowly with touches like this to fuck her someday!'
Then I'll find another way to touch her.
Secretary Lilith.
If I order her to spread her legs, will she obey as a command, or defy with contempt?
'I'll test the waters subtly later.'
If I say it's for training and casually measure her up, she might spread nicely.
"Trainer?"
"...We've rested enough. Time to check."
I pat Lilith's lower back and point to the room.
"Hey."
Behind the wall.
"Want to take the succubus's place in the hole?"
The two women tied to chairs shake their heads vigorously.
"Or bummed no one's defiling the goddess?"
"Hmph. As if."
Vampire priestess Dalia—who's not tied to a chair but fiddling with her mace—grumps her reply.
"Hey, you girls. Sad we haven't fucked you yet?"
The unused succubi in the holes show frustration, unable to nod or shake their heads.
"Don't worry. Three cocks left."
Chances remain.
"And if you don't get picked or get too few?"
I point to the wings on the succubi's backs.
"I'll let you rape the prisoners as succubi."
Flap.
The succubi sprawled on the beds perk up their eyes.
"So give it your all till the end. Especially...."
I look at the leader's wife, Gentia.
"I'm curious who our leader picks last."