Chapter 86: The Fate of the Traitorous Slave (1) Tentacle Tour[R-18]
Chapter 86: The Fate of the Traitorous Slave (1) Tentacle Tour[R-18]
Something very special that can only be seen in a fantasy world.
Its name is...
'Tentacles!'
It’s pathetic, but let me offer one excuse.
I don't actually like tentacles.
It’s not that I hate them, but it’s not like I go out of my way to watch someone getting done by them.
However.
If there’s a woman who deserves to be violated by tentacles, I’d be willing to pay just to watch.
And right now.
"Noooooo!!"
[That tentacle monster knows what it's doing.]
The monster reached out toward Kuro, who was closest, and instantly snatched her ankle with a tentacle.
"Kyaaaah!!"
'Good god, I've never seen such an unappealing panty flash.'
The panty shots I used to see in anime—those scenes where a girl’s body is flipped upside down and you see her underwear—always had a certain erotic charm.
But reality was different.
Even if her skirt flipped and her panties were visible, I just felt... indifferent.
[This isn't exactly the picture I had in mind.]
"Shall I rescue her?"
[No. It’s not about that. I thought it would be erotic to see her caught by a tentacle with her underwear exposed like that, but I feel like even a raging hard-on would go limp at this sight.]
"That is likely because she is wearing a chastity belt, is it not?"
[Is that it?]
As Yurdias said, if what the inverted Kuro was exposing was just regular panties and not a chastity belt, it might have been a different story.
"Sa-Save me! Please!!"
[I think I hear something, but I can't quite make it out. Is the mana signal bad or something?]
"I'll do anything! Please!"
[Ah. That takes me back. Yurdias, what do you think?]
"......Ugh."
Yurdias grimaced deeply.
"Was I really like that?"
[Maybe not quite that bad, but you were close, weren't you?]
"I was... more like that than I thought."
Yurdias looked at Kuro with a grave expression.
"She is about to experience a shock unlike any other in her life. It wouldn't be strange if she lost her mind. Fortunately, I was in a position where I could at least negotiate, but..."
[Was it a negotiation?]
"I could at least weigh my loyalty against the dignity of my death, could I not?"
[That’s true.]
A woman who died with a dildo shoved inside her chastity belt.
You wouldn't die from that alone, but if you did die like that, you'd probably want your last will to say the cause of death was just 'heart failure' and ask to be cremated immediately.
"But that woman isn't in that position right now, is she? There's no way verbal negotiation will work against a tentacle monster."
[Then what? According to the information I got from the Adventurer's Guild, that monster performs some very... lewd acts on captured female adventurers.]
"That is correct."
Serica shook her head, trembling with disgust.
"It does truly horrific things."
"What is it, Serica?"
"Captain. Do you know how monsters are created in the Infinite Labyrinth?"
"Hmm... A piece-of-trash dark mage creates them out of mana?"
"That is one perspective. What I am referring to are the monsters already created. Those monsters are given a single purpose."
Serica swung her sword forward.
"Procreation."
Whoosh.
A gust of wind from her blade rose before us.
The tentacles that had been slithering toward us were instantly severed by Serica’s sword-wind, and the tentacle monster shuddered as if screaming.
Kieeeek!!
The way its entire body quivered reminded me of pudding dropped on the floor.
I didn't particularly want to know what it tasted like, but it was bizarre how the tentacle protrusions growing from its body were firm while the main torso was like pudding.
'If there’s a being that creates monsters like that, it’s definitely a piece-of-trash dark mage.'
Laura wasn't saying that for no reason.
Creating a room you can't leave without killing that thing, and then releasing a monster like that... it’s truly the height of depravity.
[It’s a shame I don't have a shield. Serica, I’m sorry, but please stay on guard.]
"Understood. I will not allow a single tentacle to cross this line."
Swish!
Serica made a wide horizontal sweep with her sword.
Clang.
"I will cut down anything that crosses this point."
The scar carved into the floor was a clear 'boundary line.'
It was a threat that the moment a tentacle crossed that line, Serica would swing her blade without mercy.
Slice.
She even sent sword strikes toward the ceiling and both walls, creating a wide perimeter. The mass of tentacles, seemingly intimidated by the warning, retracted the bundles of limbs it had extended toward the line.
And then.
"Mmph?!"
As if to say, 'Look at the prey I've caught,' it shoved a thick, massive tentacle into Kuro’s mouth.
Squish, squelch!
"Mmph, kah-huff...!"
The slimy bundle of tentacles forcibly churned inside Kuro’s mouth.
With blood rushing to her head from being held upside down and a tentacle entering her mouth, Kuro twisted her entire body, struggling to resist.
[Hang in there!]
"Who are you rooting for?"
[Both of them, for now?]
She’s my slave even if I hate her, so I root for the slave.
Then again, I hate her for running away, so I root for the tentacle tormenting the runaway slave.
[If Kuro subdues that tentacle and comes back, she stays a slave. If she gets fucked by that tentacle, well, then there’s nothing I can do.]
"But you did spend quite a lot of money on her."
[I can just think of it as the price I paid to buy this one.]
I lightly patted Shiro’s back.
[Isn't that right?]
"Y-Yes, that's right... Mr. Lewd."
[That’s my Shiro. You can't even be compared to someone like Kuro.]
Since I was wrecking Kuro, Shiro was acting sensible on her own.
I felt like I should add something to the name 'Shiro' once we got back up.
'Now this is a slave.'
She doesn't upset her master, judges and acts correctly on her own, has large breasts, and is quite pretty.
It was a bit of a shame that her horns grew straight up from the top of her head instead of out to the sides like bicycle handlebars, but just because the handlebars are in a weird direction doesn't mean you can't ride the bike.
[Shiro, watch closely. This is what happens to a slave who tries to rebel against her house.]
"Ke-huck, g-ghuck...!"
Tentacle slime leaked from Kuro’s mouth.
Looking closely, it seemed the protrusion that had been thrusting into her mouth had been severed by something sharp.
[Oh boy.]
"She... bit the tentacle off."
"Ptooey...!"
Kuro had clamped her teeth down hard on the tentacle inside her mouth.
Well.
That’s reality.
When a rapist tries to force himself on a woman, who would be stupid enough to just shove their dick into her mouth?
[Thinking about that happening to me makes me shudder.]
"What an insolent woman. To dare try and bite her Master's cock."
Laura huffed, her expression hardening.
"Shall I kill her?"
[No. Let’s gather more information first.]
I wagged my index finger side-to-side at the group.
[The opponent is an unknown enemy. We must learn as much as possible about them. Fortunately, an adventurer who has ab-so-lute-ly nothing to do with us is currently caught by the tentacles.]
"Save me! Please! I was wrong!"
[She’s screaming that, but that tentacle monster will likely threaten us the moment it crosses that line. So, let’s watch the situation from a distance.]
I stepped behind Laura and grabbed both of her shoulders.
[Captain. While we check the intel, want me to give you a shoulder rub?]
"M-Mr. Lewd...?"
[It’s a subordinate's duty to massage the Captain's shoulders. Aren't they stiff and sore?]
"I-In that case... why don't you massage right here instead?"
Laura slyly pulled her coat back, exposing her shoulders.
Thanks to that, her breasts were in an easy position to grab, but...
[Sorry. Reaching forward to squeeze those is my limit for now.]
"......."
Laura looked like she was about to cry for a moment, but she obediently offered her shoulders and turned her head forward.
[Let’s take our time and gather information.]
Slap!
The tentacles swayed violently.
As if convinced we wouldn't touch it, the monster flipped Kuro’s body over, openly humiliating her.
"Kh-uck, ha-ahhh...!"
A tentacle wrapped around her neck pulled upward, and Kuro dangled in the air, swinging left and right.
My heart sank for a moment, thinking she might suffocate, but fortunately, the tentacle monster wasn't that stupid.
Slither.
Instantly wrapping tentacles around Kuro’s wrists and ankles, the monster pulled her limbs taut into an 'X' shape.
The sight was reminiscent of a prisoner being drawn and quartered.
It was the perfect punishment for a slave trying to flee her master.
And then.
[I didn't expect it to support her like that.]
"Hiiiiieee...!!"
Kuro let out a shrill scream and shuddered.
The reason she could remain suspended in mid-air in that spread-eagle position...
Was because a bundle of tentacles, significantly thicker than the others, was propping her up from below, right against her crotch.
[Is that... the tentacle monster's dick?]
"It’s huge... It’s like looking at the one belonging to a certain blond Young Lord of a certain territory."
[I heard there are women who swallow that Young Lord's thing all the way to the root.]
"Wow. I wonder who. A woman like that would truly have a Goddess's pussy."
[Exactly.]
"Aaaaah!!"
Kuro screamed.
The tentacle monster pressed firmly against Kuro’s underside, then shook its entire body violently as it hit something uncomfortable.
[The chastity belt's performance is solid.]
"Lord Lewd. A tentacle monster does not have the strength to melt a chastity belt made of leather and iron."
[It’s not like I can give it the key, either. If it’s frustrated, it’ll have to figure it out on its own.]
Squish, squelch.
As if on cue, the tentacle monster began wedging thinner tentacles between the chastity belt and her skin.
Squeeze.
It shouldn't be able to pull it off because of the curve of her hips, but the monster kept forcing tentacle protrusions along the panty line of the belt, eventually succeeding in creating a gap between the metal and her flesh.
[It has a blind spot like that?]
"It’s only a small gap, barely enough for a finger. For now..."
[The opponent is a tentacle.]
And this world was a bizarre fantasy world—specifically, the most eccentric 'Infinite Labyrinth.'
[Whatever happens, it’s reality.]
* * *
At that time.
Somewhere else.
"......Hmm."
A blond youth, looking at something glowing on a flat surface, frowned as he watched the black half-minotaur captured by tentacles.
"She's weak."
The youth stopped eating the noodle dish in his golden pot, set it aside, and carefully gripped the object in front of him with both hands.
"This is the perfect situation to show that vixen."
Click.
The screen changed.
There stood a woman with short golden hair, looking at the captured woman with a worried face, yet not moving a single step as she leaned into the massage from the armored figure behind her.
"Ugh, that vixen. Look at her wagging her tail just because there's a man around. So damn annoying."
The youth looked at the short-haired woman with genuine disgust.
And then.
"I can't pass up the chance to mentally terrorize that psycho with some tentacle humiliation."
His eyes sparkled as he stirred his mana.
"I'll show you my dazzling tentacle technique."