The Pussy Protection Union Strikes Against Cock
Yuria.
A golem bearing that name, born long ago from a project intended to craft the ultimate sentient being. Thanks to that genesis, not only her exterior and internal mechanics, but even her installed artificial intelligence functioned on par with any ordinary conscious mind.
Though the passage of time had rendered her an older model, even in this era, very few golems could match her superior performance. Firm in that belief, Yuria held immense pride in herself. She possessed absolute certainty that she, above all others, was the dungeon's most irreplaceable member.
Yet despite those proud days, an individual had arrived in the dungeon who plucked out that self-esteem by its very roots.
"Yuria, got a minute?"
"Dungeon golem adjustments complete. Are there instructions, it is so?"
"I got horny all of a sudden and need to bust a nut. Mind lending me your pussy?"
"……I refuse. Go away."
"Now, now, refusing an order from your master? Don't worry, it's not like I'm gonna get violent~"
Yes. A man who appeared one day, claiming to be the disciple of her former master. From the very first moment he met her, he had engaged in that bizarre trickery known as carnal union between man and woman. Every time she was swayed by it, she lost her reason, reduced to a helpless state danced around to his whims.
I am the dungeon's sentry, a guardian existing solely to defend this place... Yet he regards me not as such, but merely as a toy to discharge his lust.
This was not good. If she kept dancing to his tune, her pride and her very reason for defending the dungeon would fade to nothing, degrading her entirely into a sex toy for his relief.
Yet she still could not bring herself to disobey his commands, dutifully carrying out her tasks today as always—until she happened upon her master arguing with someone in the control room.
Catherine. The succubus who had joined the dungeon just a short while ago.
"No! I don't care if it's an order from my employer, I can't do that!"
"Hey, I took out a loan just to scrape together your wages! You really have to be like this?"
"Of course I do! Would you really waste high-tier talent like me on something like that?! If you're so desperate for someone to do that sort of work, go hire someone else!"
Catherine crossed her arms, let out a disdainful snort, and whipped her head away. Bertin looked ready to burst with fury, but quickly composed himself, a serious tone filtering into his voice.
"Fine, let's hear your excuse. What's so wrong with fucking the men who come into the dungeon?"
To fuck.
He often used that expression whenever he violated women. And what he was proposing to Catherine was the inverse of what he did. Not a man violating a woman, but a woman violating a man.
"You're asking because you genuinely don't know?!" Catherine, deeply incensed, snapped back at him with fierce indignation. "What you did with me, Boss... I don't know all the details, but it's not something to be done lightly, right? You're exposing your most private body parts and using them directly!"
"Well, yeah, but..."
"And yet, forcing such a monumental act on me isn't enough—now you want me to do it of my own free will?! No matter how much you might need it, Boss, you should have discussed it properly with me first! Like finding out just how much aversion I have toward the act!"
Could 'the act' refer to sexual intercourse?
Yuria perked her ears, unable to overlook the topic. The conversation between the two grew increasingly heated.
"Aversion? Weren't you loving it when I was having my way with you before?"
"I was not loving it!"
"Come on, you were gasping like you were in pure ecstasy! By the end, you were even calling me Master!"
"That's because I reached a point of acceptance! I knew I'd done wrong, so I figured I shouldn't refuse my punishment!"
"Hah! You were screaming 'No, don't, please' the entire time, and that's what you were thinking?!"
"Regardless, I value my own body very dearly, okay?! Telling me to sleep around with this man and that man—treating me like some cheap rag—is something I will absolutely, positively, wholeheartedly decline, so get that through your head!"
A fierce refusal despite her hired status. Yet Bertin had no intention of backing down either, his glare toward Catherine turning increasingly venomous.
"Oh, really? You take all your pay, cause all kinds of trouble, and now you won't even perform your assigned duties?"
"I'm not saying I won't work! I'm saying you should keep your requests within reason!"
"I hate to break it to you, but nowhere in your contract does it say anything about 'reasonable requests.' In fact, did you forget the clause stating that if you refuse my orders without a direct threat to your life, I'm fully entitled to discipline and punish you?"
"H-Hmph! Making unreasonable demands and then threatening punishment! Boss, just how do you view the people working for you?!"
"Anyone running a dungeon needs a ruthless streak. I won't waste my breath. Disobey my orders any further, and it won't end with a light reprimand."
Bertin bore down on Catherine with a vicious stare. Intimidated, Catherine trembled and averted her eyes—until her gaze drifted over to Yuria, who had been watching the scene unfold.
"My, aren't you..."
A bright, beaming smile spread across Catherine's lips. Before Yuria could comprehend its meaning, Catherine closed the distance with a warm, friendly demeanor.
"You're Yuria, right? The one who has guarded this dungeon for so long..."
"Yes, that is so... it is so."
"Oh my~ Look at me, meeting my senior like this! Ah, excuse my manners! I'm Catherine, the succubus newly hired by this dungeon. Since we're colleagues now, let's get along~"
"Ah, yes..."
Yuria took the offered hand somewhat bewilderedly. Catherine's eyes sparkled as she clasped Yuria's hand with both of hers, immediately fishing for solidarity.
"Now that I think about it, Yuria, you were working with the boss even before me, right? Surely you harbor grievances against him too?"
"Grievances..."
"Be honest with me. Unreasonable directives, for example, or treating your body recklessly."
Unreasonable directives. Desecration of the body...
Unable to brush aside those examples, Yuria voiced what immediately sprang to mind.
"I... dislike it. Being violated."
"Yes, yes, exactly! You hate how the boss handles your body so carelessly, right?"
"That is correct. I wish to refuse having my body used so casually. I am the dungeon's guardian and wish to remain faithful to that role, but Master treats me as a toy."
"Right, exactly! That's just what I was thinking! Our boss treats the people around him far too roughly! Ordering me to go and sleep around with every random man... Good grief, just because it's not his body, does he think he can order whatever he likes?!"
"……Catherine also dislikes using her body?"
"Of course! Naturally! I know the value of my own body better than anyone. You don't want your body tossed around recklessly either, right, Yuria?"
"That is true. I also..."
"At this rate, though, the boss is just going to keep tormenting you! Shoving that monstrous thing inside you, making you tremble over and over... And in the worst case, he might even order you to sleep with other men, just like he did to me!"
"With... other men..."
A chill ran through her frame, setting her trembling. Sensing the deep aversion rising within her, Catherine curved her lips into a devious smile, systematically coaxing her heart.
"We can't just let things stand, right? You want to resist the boss's outrageous demands somehow, don't you?"
"Resist... But he is my master. The master's commands must be executed without question."
"Oh, please! Even so, shouldn't he possess a shred of common sense? If we push back strongly enough, he'll have no choice but to listen! You know how other dungeons have labor unions, right? As workers, rising up against an employer's unfair orders is completely justified~"
"Labor union..."
"If you're not confident about doing this, just follow my lead! Like this..."
Whisper, whisper.
Catherine leaned in, murmuring what needed to be done into Yuria's ear. They were unfamiliar slogans to Yuria, but more than that, they stoked the fires of defiance burning within her.
Yes. She, too, had rights. Refusing someone who issued truly unreasonable orders was only natural.
"What are you two whispering about over there?"
"Fufu, what else? We're preparing to fight for our legitimate rights!"
Wrapping up their secret conference, Catherine set her jaw with determination. Yuria took up a stance alongside her. Catherine raised a fist and shouted right in his face:
"Hear our declaration, Dungeon Master Bertin! From this moment forth, the two of us, Catherine and Yuria, hereby establish a labor union to assert our legitimate rights as workers!"
"We establish a union. We assert legitimate rights."
"Our demand is simple! Stop forcing us into duties that squander our bodies! We register our fierce opposition to this mandate! Employer Bertin, give this matter serious reconsideration and deliver a fitting response!"
"Oppose bodily labor. Oppose, it is so."
Yuria chimed in dutifully to Catherine's fiery slogans. Bertin scoffed in utter disbelief, his brow furrowing with displeasure as he glared at the pair.
"What kind of farce is this? Catherine is one thing, but Yuria, are you serious?"
"M-Master, I..."
The hardcoded absolute obedience in her algorithm flared with hesitation. Yet Catherine grabbed her hand tight and barked resolutely:
"Don't chicken out! This is actually for your master's own good!"
"For... the master?"
"If he ruins the dungeon over his own base lust, the entire dungeon will bear the consequences! So this is necessary! To enlighten the boss, we must demonstrate the will to enlighten him!"
For the master.
The immense weight carried by those words made Yuria's sense of loyalty burn with clarity. Yes. A servant must sometimes correct their master when he wanders onto the wrong path.
This is necessary!
Steeling her resolve, she nodded. Catherine flashed a triumphant grin, pumped her fist into the air, and resumed chanting.
"Awaken, Dungeon Master Bertin! Stop forcing your workers into duties that squander their bodies!"
"Do not force us. We refuse force."
"Do not infringe upon our dignity with unfair labor! Respect us as individual beings and working professionals!"
"Respect us. Respect must be given."
"Furthermore, enroll every worker in the four major social insurances, pay overtime for night shifts, and guarantee paid annual leave after a certain tenure!"
"Four major insurances, overtime pay... Huh?"
"Construct a resort facility within the dungeon for the workers! Guarantee twenty percent of the dungeon's profits as employee performance bonuses! In addition, construct housing and amenities for our living quarters, and guarantee a hefty severance package for our retirement!"
"Performance bonuses, retirement... H-Huh?"
"Compensate this, that, and everything else! We condemn whatever we please! Dungeon Master Bertin, awaken! Awaken!"
"Catherine, huh? Is something... off?"
"What could possibly be off?! Protests are all about momentum! Momentum! Employer Bertin, step down! Step down!"
Going past unreasonable demands, Catherine shamelessly bellowed for his resignation. Naturally, this had blown far beyond legitimate labor requests. From Bertin's perspective, having all this shouted in his face pushed his patience right over the edge.
"You little bitches, give you an inch and you take a fucking mile!"
Clack!
With a mechanical rattle, the trap engaged, and aphrodisiac gas began flooding the room. Exposed to the mist, both women inhaled deeply, rapidly plunging into heat. Meanwhile, Bertin, radiating an aura far more menacing than either of them, stripped off his clothes and laid bare his unvarnished lust.
"Oh, I see how it is. You think I'm a pushover just because I've been babying you? Fine, I'll show you. I'll show you just how utterly worthless those precious little pussies of yours are in front of my cock!"
"E-Eek..."
Yuria shuddered from conditioned dread. Still clinging to the dregs of her rebellious spirit, she turned to seek help from Catherine, who stood before that terrifying sight just as she did.
"Catherine, what do we do now..."
"……Hehe."
"Catherine……?"
"Ehehe, hehe~♥"
Giggles spilled from her lips. Her earlier wrath had vanished without a trace. Staring at the rigid shaft between his legs, her face wore an expression of boundless ecstasy.
"Aaha~ Look how angry our boss is~ I knew teasing him like this would make it rock-hard~! Honestly, ordinary men have such tiny, pathetic things. If I'm going to get ravaged anyway, taking a huge cock like this is way better, don't you think~?"
"Eh, Catherine... What?"
"Aren't you excited too, Yuria? The boss is about to make a complete, dripping mess out of us with that vicious monster~♥"
"Wait, huh? Whaaat?"
Having anticipated this outcome all along, Catherine smiled, practically drooling as if welcoming it with open arms. The moment she saw that, Yuria realized it too late.
The protest all along had simply been bait to rile him up. Her true objective was to be thoroughly violated by his hands and satisfy her own insatiable desires.
"Let's see if you survive today, you horny bitches!"
By the time she caught on, he had already lost all reason. Seized and dragged away, the two women were subjected to a ruthless, unrelenting thrashing by his cock.
"O-Ooh, oh~♥ S-St-Stop, I hate this, hate ittt~♥ I-I'm so-sorry, I was wrong, Master, Master, please, st-stooop... O-Oogh~♥ I'm c-co-coming, coming againnn~~~♥"
"Haauu~ Aaaahn~♥ I'm sorry, Boss~~♥ Actually, no, I'm not sorry at all~~♥ I won't ask for forgiveness, so keep pounding me~~~ Trash me even worse than before, aaaaahn~~~~♥♥♥"
Slap, slap, squelch, squirt, thud.
Broken and ragdolled by the ceaseless orgy, the two eventually collapsed onto the floor. Basking in the lingering aftershocks, Catherine savored the sensations etched into her flesh, breathing a sigh of boundless bliss.
"Aaha...♥ As expected, the boss is the best~~♥ A pathetic little runt of a male could never make me feel like this... Ehehe, how should I tease him next time, I wonder~♡"
Drunk on lust, driven mad by desire—the exact antithesis of someone rejecting sexuality. Finally seeing her true colors, Yuria let her trembling head droop to the floor and whispered faintly:
"I... definitely hate you...♥"
Filled with absolute certainty that she would never, ever get along with this succubus in heat.
Thud.
After a few more incidents along those lines...
Faced with Catherine's stubborn refusal to fuck other men, I had no choice but to find a compromise. I might be her employer, but any punishment I dished out only ended up being a reward for her. On the flip side, if she wanted to receive her pay in full, she had to get serious about finding a way to harvest Negative Energy.
"Wait, you really want to go with that?"
"Aigoo, I told you, it's the absolute best method~ I guarantee it! With this, even if I don't sleep with any man other than you, Boss, we'll still be able to extract an explosive amount of energy!"
"No, but even so, that's a bit..."
"Master, an adventurer has arrived. A lone male adventurer this time."
"Oh, perfect timing! A prime test subject just showed up to see if my proposal is effective!"
"……Fine. Guess it wouldn't hurt to test it once."
Sigh... To be honest, I really hope Catherine's idea flops.
Because if this actually works, every man who enters this dungeon is going to hate my guts for the rest of their lives.