Chapter 161: Filler Dungeon Chapter – Part 1

Chapter 161: Filler Dungeon Chapter – Part 1

"That was unexpected," I calmly state and stare at Ahren as he raises his eyebrows in surprise at the taste of my and Hermann's mixed cum.

"I knew you'd like it," the owner of the other half of the alpha male milk mix cheekily replies and elbows me.

But I'm fairly used to extreme hedonism, so I keep my head on my shoulders and seriously advise, "While yes, I found it... oddly arousing, you'll have to apologize to Klein later since she didn't agree to it beforehand."

"Well... alright," he hums back a bit embarrassedly as he averts his eyes.

"But it was still the hottest thing I've ever seen!" Hana shouts from the other bed, and the filthy fujoshis I'm married to all earnestly agree.

I see that this is another peculiarity of Rupegians. They have more developed and nuanced views on the matters of prostitution and slavery, while they don't care that much about what the average person goes through.

I shake my head wryly, then get up from the bed and announce, "Anyway, I still have some energy left, but I'll save it for my wives. Right now, I want some more dessert!"

"What the fuck? I'm exhausted, and you're still up?!" Hermann questions in disbelief.

I smirk at him, cock still erect and dripping with my Hallowed Seed and Klein's juices. "As long as I have MP, I can still cum, and I'm a very powerful mage for my age."

"Your husband is a bit scary, you know?" Timas suddenly remarks to Ciel. "Not only is his stamina endless, it's like he can make us all aroused on command."

"I-I have to ag'ree," Omume shyly chimes in, seemingly in disbelief at what just happened with everyone. The maddening lust is clearing away from everyone's bodies, so now they're starting to become embarrassed at the amount of lewd juices they squirted all over the dining hall.

"It was fun, though," Mikuri remarks with an aloof smile.

"Yes... an interesting evening," Klasse hesitantly agrees, his cock still in his wife's hand.

"Well, I can say that Anton's massive hammer of love is also quite scary," Roxanne cheekily teases.

Krysta is on his lap, and Aoi can see that his huge cock is flaccid, but he's mostly a shower, so its size is still remarkable, and both of them are also dripping with a bit of cum and lewd juices. Neither seems in a hurry to cover their bottoms, so they may be enjoying the brief exhibitionism, which would explain why Krysta, in particular, is still dripping with more than just cum.

I sit down, and Aoi sneaks under the table, then she takes me whole as I casually confess, "I really want to see Anton and Klasse fuck. I was a bit busy, so I couldn't pay them much attention." And I let out a faint moan as my experienced cock sucker starts milking me, then I casually serve myself some chocolate cake.

"I'm done..." Krysta hums absentmindedly, looking very pleased.

"I have medicine for that," Roxanne replies with a grin.

"Please, another time..." Anton embarrassedly grunts, but his cock twitches, threatening to come back to life.

And I immediately insist to convince them, "'Another time,' then, and I'll make sure to demand that this verbal promise be fulfilled."

Big ape man's permanent frown deepens while Krysta chuckles softly. I'm sure the monkey milf is up for it, so I just need her help to convince Anton to put on a show for us.

Then we turn to Klasse and Mikuri.

"We simply don't have the courage," the milky milf simply admits with an embarrassed smile, but she plays with her husband's cock, and he squeezes her thigh in a brief flare of arousal.

I think it might be easier to convince them than Anton, so I also smoothly encourage them, "I humbly insist. We're all curious to know how a simple human tamed the mother of such a fiery dragonkin as Hana. Besides, having an orgy with friends is quickly becoming one of my favorite activities."

"How can you make shuch a thing shound sho nor'mal?" Omume asks in disbelief. His cute little gloomy dwarf is silent and blank-faced but likely also thinking the same thing.

"It's exactly what a fanatical follower of Love would say," Alonso calmly replies, and the cute halfling gives Ciel a very pointed look.

"I'm the one who's actually Blessed by her," Alissa proudly clarifies while raising her hand.

Then the guests start murmuring a variety of comments about the Lewd Charm "Status Effect" that I had temporarily given to them.

But Sa'Haa suddenly chimes in, "I advise you all to simply accept that this is quite normal for the type of people that the Ryders are." And I'm surprised that she's actually addressing everyone, considering there are so many people at the table that are socially "beneath" her.

"Hah! You've definitely accepted it considering that you haven't stopped me from getting plowed by prostitutes," Urmeie cheekily remarks and guffaws, still dripping with cum from three different men.

And the bitchy Princess sighs as she facepalms. "As long as we all keep quiet about what's happening here, it'll be fine."

We're feeling diplomatic, so the girls help me give a short, polite speech, "I'll also join you in requesting that everyone here doesn't speak of the Princesses. I don't care what you say about me and my wives, but I respect the Princesses and their desire to keep their reputation... as clean as possible." Then I cum down Aoi's throat, almost making my eyeballs roll up into my skull, and now it's Hukarere's turn to suck me off.

"I appreciate it," Sa'Haa replies with a rather tired and wry tone. I think her mask is breaking just a bit.

"We gave you a show, Mom. Pay us back sometime, okay?" Hana teasingly continues the conversation.

"I'd rather not," Klasse lies as his flaccid black cock starts coming back to life, and Mikuri begins stroking it again in earnest. But then he puts it back in his pants before it can peek up above the table.

And the conversation splits off as we start small talk while eating dessert, with surprisingly nobody having lost their appetite after such a display of depravity.

The Grosshil trio is rather quiet, still surprised at little Ahren's little display of depravity. The Clown Troupe is also quiet, but more due to exhaustion as the prostitutes drained them thoroughly.

Then Alissa turns to Lyle, Hatara, and Garanae, and cheekily asks, "Have you three enjoyed this evening?"

The two boys nod sheepishly while Hatara giggles girlishly, her hand still on her husband's hard-on, though now there's a considerable wet spot on his pants.

And I decide to give Caterina and Teresina some attention, seeing how frustrated they both look.

"You two don't partake in self-pleasure?" I casually ask as I sit down next to them, and Hukarere promptly resumes sucking me off.

"Self-control is an important part of discipline," Caterina states matter-of-factly.

"But are either of you currently in training?" I calmly question.

"We simply aren't such slaves to pleasure as you are," Teresina rather dryly replies, and I know her frustration is coming from the lack of sexual satisfaction rather than disapproval of my behavior.

I really want them to surrender to pleasure, at least once, so I smoothly defend myself, "A little bit of intense love doesn't hurt once in a while, right? Especially when Templars are known for being 'Rabid Dogs,' fighting together with their lovers so that the fear of losing them fuels their rage."

"True, but..." Caterina begins, but then her voice dies out, and she gives her mother a look.

Uh, oh...

"That rage still fuels me to this day," Teresina grimly states.

LANDMINE!

I guess I really don't deserve such high "Charisma."

But this isn't an unsalvageable situation, so I use all of my "Stats" and skills to very tactfully and graciously reply, "I'm sorry for your loss, but you know how I deal with this type of grief. I left a lot behind, but I've found my own little piece of Paradise in this Realm, and I'll enjoy it to its fullest no matter what."

They know I'm a Realm Traveler and that I'll likely never see my family again.

The girls want to show off a bit, totally not influenced by the three very proud dragons in our family, so we take our personal winged ship and depart directly from our castle. The Companions chosen for this outing look very eager to perform their duty, so we let them service us along the way. Since we're going on a quick adventure, I also request that Hukarere accompany us, and she's even more eager than the others, in both her desire to serve and to "serve."

Just a half an hour trip, but that's enough time to give each of them an orgasm.

Then we arrive at a clearing, right at the center of the little pseudo-town built around the dungeon's entrance, and we slowly lower our ship into it. The elves have carved out the interior of the High Trees, basically turning them into the Rupegia equivalent of skyscrapers, which are all connected through hanging bridges knitted from the branches of the trees, giving the little town a very cute and fantastical atmosphere.

The area around the clearing is almost exclusively commerce related, so there's also a wide variety of colorful signs, placards, banners, and billboards everywhere. It's a pretty nice place, and it could even become a proper town if the dungeon grows more useful, just like how the Great Labyrinth became the centerpiece for Mac Gantus. But the only person who ever managed to deliberately alter a dungeon into something more than just a personal mausoleum was Arreira, and he needed thousands of years to do so.

We have his notes, so maybe when all our other projects are dealt with, we can take a proper look at them and attempt some actual dungeoneering. But we definitely won't be able to begin researching that any time soon.

The clearing is big enough for us to comfortably touch down on an open spot, but a crowd quickly forms to observe what's going on. We want to show off, but we don't want to look like assholes, so I store the ship back into my "Items" as soon as we've all disembarked, and that causes a lot of surprise among the crowd.

"MAKE WAY FOR THEIR HIGHNESSES!" one of the Companions shouts, her voice enhanced by the [Project Voice] magic tool she presses against her throat. She definitely needs it after screaming my name not that long ago.

And everyone quickly obeys because there's a goddamn dragon slowly coming their way. As they're mostly adventurers, they know to respect a huge, scaly, armored quadruped with a mean face.

Then the entrance to the dungeon is revealed to us: a tall archway made of thorny black branches and decorated with colorful flowers. The arch holds a dark and cartoonish painting of a masquerade, a party of naked elves wearing flower-themed masks to hide their identities.

Of course, it wouldn't be Rupegian culture if there weren't naked people.

"Ah, yes, I think it's in this dungeon that there's a monster you can fuck," Yunia casually makes a stunning remark that makes Alissa and I stop in our tracks. Then the depraved Queen smirks suggestively. "I also heard that it has both a penis and a vagina, so be careful with it."

Boner successfully killed.

And so, we simply walk into the painting. It ripples like water when we touch it, but it offers no resistance to our crossing.

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