Local Netizen Elf’s Life In Another World

Case 325: Prey of the dungeon. (R-18)

''W-W-W-Why did you do that?!''

''Hm?''

In a barely lit, damp corner of the hallway, Camellia and I sit in front of the guillotine. Okay, that sounds a bit wrong, but just for context, this guillotine doesn't behead people.

It fucks them. Literally.

To be honest, I'm still kind of amazed by how these monsters move. Like now, I just had Sylvia Two sit on the little bench of the device, and tentacles are already creeping up from below the floor tiles to reach her.

''Huu...''

Ah... this is it—the sensation of slimy, sticky tentacles coiling around one's skin... it's been a while since Sariel unleashed it on me. As I feel them slithering up my legs, latching onto my abdomen and wrapping around my breasts to then eventually tying up my wrists together...

''H-Hey! Are you alright?''

''...What?''

''Your face is beet red! Also, don't you need to do something about that thing?! It's eating up your clone!''

''...''

I almost forgot this one is with me.

Anyway, I briefly explain to Camellia that Sylvia Two and I are sharing senses, so to some extent, I am feeling what she is feeling. Of course, doing this runs the risk of something bad transmitting from the clone to my main body, but I have a secret weapon prepared.

''Sylvia~!''

''Oh, here she is.''

Enter Anastasia, my masochist girlfriend who thrives on voyeurism and is really proficient at anything defense-related. I actually got the text that she was coming a while ago, which is why I'm doing this in the first place.

''Huh? This person is...''

''Camellia. She's my apprentice. Don't mind her.''

''Ah, okay!''

After that, Anna simply creates a long, comfortable couch for us to sit on and enjoy the show before flopping down, but Camellia seems baffled.

''Who the hell is your apprentice?! Also, what are we even doing here?!!''

''What else? Observation.'' I gingerly respond, settling myself right next to Anna. ''It's an important step to saving humanity. Just trust me.''

Of course, the little idiot doesn't get it, but I don't feel like explaining everything to her just yet. With a puzzled yet somehow frustrated expression, she also sits on the couch, keeping a distance from us.

''Nn...''

By this time, Sylvia Two has already been stripped naked, her neck snuggly fit between two of the wooden clamps used to fix the soon-to-be executed criminal's head in place. Moreover, her body is suspended in the air, held by several vine-like tentacles tying her wrists and ankles together.

Thanks to that, I can feel a faint, rugged friction around my neck, and perhaps this amazing sense of helplessness—of not being able to move or resist anything that might come my way.

Needless to say, it seems extremely lewd—gutturally lewd, and both of the girls here with me are loving it, judging from the level of arousal I can sense from them.

As for me... I'll just make do with touching myself for now.

''Ngn... hah... ngh...''

Just as the tentacles with round, distinctly penis-shaped tips begin to rub at Sylvia Two's sensitive areas, I also put my fingers over my own. When they slide between my clone's butt, grazing both holes at once, I pinch my clit. When they squeeze my breasts and tightly coil around my clone's nipples, I pinch them even harder for some heavy stimuli.

As a result, my body is soon completely taken by pleasure, making that craving for more actions swell up.

''Huu...''

But of course, there is a perfect target for me nearby. As soon as I nudge my shoulder against Anna's and put my palm onto her towering cock, she tacitly understands what I want.

''Come closer...''

So, we start to pleasure one another. One hand holding the other's waist, the other touching their genitalia—all the while kissing sloppily between it all.

In front of us, Sylvia Two has already been deflowered, having her three holes squarely penetrated by tentacles. The utterly carnal visual, combined with the too-fleshy sounds of rubbing and scraping, makes for an ultra-arousal environment.

Somehow, my brain is accustomed to receiving so many stimuli of different kinds from all sorts of directions that I can continuously enjoy myself like this.

''Nn...! Ngnn...''

Every few seconds, as Anna's two fingers rip inside me and those tentacles mercilessly slam into my clone's holes, I reach a new climax. I have missed this non-stop squirting and cumming out of my mind for a while.

Nonetheless, since I still have Camellia to be mindful about here, let's see what she's doing...

''Hah... hgn...''

Of course, she is also touching herself.

Like it or not, if you're this close to a sex demon like me, especially when I'm in the mood, just feeling my aura alone can cause extreme arousal.

But now that she is hooked, I can consider this task done. So... I can at least enjoy the rest of it, right?

Pulling out from my pact with Anna, I slowly climb onto her lap, looking at her damp, scorching-hot face directly. Although her eyes stay on me, I know she is still paying and maintaining ample attention to the version of myself that is being raped over there.

Her cat ears are drooping, but her hands and tail are so honest. My adorable cat likes to stick with me, so she always finds a way to cuddle, and she is clinging to me using those parts.

Satisfied and eager, I lean down... but not to kiss her. Instead, I position myself right near her ear, letting her focus on what she likes to see—her lover being railed.

''Look at you getting so hard... even though your lover is being used like a toy over there,'' I whisper. ''What a pathetic woman.''

''S-Sylvia...''

At this point, both she and I are on the verge of losing it. I am feeling my holes fucked like a rag, my pussy dripping cum constantly, and she is living a fantasy in her head, seeing her favorite scene with her own eyes.

And her cock is kissing my pussy.

''Ngh...''

Unable to contain it anymore, I briskly lower my hip, letting Anna's giant rod pry into my lower lips. Just her tip in, and I'm already squealing uncontrollably, loving that sense of stretch down there.

Longing for more, I let gravity do its work, impaling myself on the beautiful cock.

It has been such a while since I have tasted Anna's cock that it feels so refreshing. Hers isn't just big; it's huge, so I can't help but feel as if my precious place is nothing more than a tight condom for it.

Even amidst my long-lasting climax, I can sense Anna's body twitching in excitement. Her hip unconsciously nudges at me despite her cock already reaching the end of the tunnel, and somehow, I love that.

The heat between us is palpable.

''Heheh...''

Let's see how long she can hold out for...