Chapter 35

Chapter 35

I Became a Prisoner Trainer in the Dungeon.

Episode 35: Let’s Do Well Going Forward (3).

Of course, it went without saying, but the main targets of the trainers’ corruption were the female prisoners.

Male prisoners?

They could be killed, turned into blood bags, or even sold off to other legions to be toyed with—whatever suited the purpose.

In other words, male prisoners could be used however one pleased.

And I decided to use this male prisoner in the following way.

“Mm, mmph, mmmph!”

First, as food for the succubi.

Click, click.

The male prisoner violently raped Succubus No. 1.

To be honest, the expression “screwing her senseless” would fit perfectly, as the male prisoner thrusts his manhood wildly, as if rape were his only means of survival.

Thanks to that, our No. 1 vagina, the succubus, was eagerly absorbing the man’s vitality while reaching climax.

“Mmm, mmph, mmmph!”

She deliberately let out rough moans through the gag in her mouth.

The more she did, the more fiercely the male prisoner behind the wall started thrusting his manhood.

If he ejaculated inside, the succubus would absorb mana through his vitality, sustaining her life.

And second.

Over there, there was a female adventurer being screwed.

To be precise, there was a female adventurer tightly gripping her thighs while watching the succubus being screwed in her place.

Gentia.

The lover and wife of Kite, the leader of the adventurers among the female adventurers.

“Could it be that the leader didn’t treat his subordinates well enough normally?”

I never imagined they’d so blatantly lust after their leader’s wife like this.

Did he think he’d be forgiven because he was the leader?

Or did he think that since the leader’s wife was a married woman, she must be an accommodating vagina, so even rape would be forgiven?

“She’s trembling a lot.”

The succubus being raped was a succubus, sure, but Gentia, watching it, was trembling just as much.

It was not like I had linked the succubus’s pleasure to her, yet she was trembling excessively, as if she had caught some kind of illness.

That trembling—yes.

It was rage.

“Grr…! Sister-in-law Gentia, I’m sorry…!”

How could he do this, knowing full well who she was?

How could he thrust his manhood so wildly while calling her “sister-in-law”?

She must want to kill him.

At the same time, she must feel betrayed.

“Yes, that’s it.”

Disillusionment with humanity.

It became most effective when it started with disillusionment toward one’s comrades, especially.

The moment the trust and faith built up from fighting together turned into betrayal, humans were engulfed in even greater despair.

And as that happened to more and more people, the despair would multiply.

“Mmm, mmph, mmmph!”

The succubus sent a signal.

A signal that the man had reached climax and was about to ejaculate inside.

“Grrr!!”

But the prisoner mistook it for the leader’s wife climaxing and feeling pleasure, and he thrust his manhood all the way in.

Pshhhhhh!!

Shudder.

The succubus went limp.

She seemed to feel a deep satisfaction from the man’s vitality entering her insides.

“Haah, haah…”

Thud.

The wall shook for a moment.

The wall trembled momentarily because the man, after ejaculating, slammed his forehead against it while letting out a sigh, but fortunately, the wall held.

“If this works out, I should request a proper cement wall be built.”

For now, it was just a temporary partition set up by Lilith, but later, it’d surely become a more convincing wall for rape.

Clap, clap, clap.

I clapped my hands and walked toward the front of the wall.

“You’re lucky. Or rather, should I say you made a good choice?”

“Hic, hiiik…!”

The male prisoner, who had been savoring the afterglow of ejaculation, flinched in surprise and stepped back, but I leisurely pointed outside the door.

“You may leave. But.”

“But…?”

“You’ll be going to the other side, where the other prisoners are, and you must keep your mouth shut until the others’ trials are over.”

“Th-that’s…”

“Or, do you plan to speak up yourself?”

The male prisoner’s face turns pale.

“That you screwed your boss’s wife to survive?”

“……!!”

No matter how much they were fellow prisoners, once they left this place, they’d inevitably return to their original positions.

“Don’t worry. Your choice won’t be exposed.”

“Th-that’s…!”

“Who you ejaculated inside is a secret.”

“!!”

Relief flashed in the man’s eyes.

When Lilith snapped her fingers, other succubi appeared to clean up the traces of the affair, and as the man watched them transform it back into a clean, unused vagina, he let out a deep sigh of relief.

“I hope you don’t ruin the trial. Put your pants back on.”

I gestured and stepped outside.

“Now follow me.”

The man, having pulled up his pants, followed behind me, walking on his own, unlike when he first entered.

Step, step.

While walking, I could feel Lilith’s gaze on my back.

It seemed like she had something she was curious about, but for now, Lilith silently followed me without saying a word.

Creak.

After walking down the hallway for a while, I headed toward the prisoners.

“Jay!!”

“You, you came back alive!!”

The male prisoners rejoiced and celebrated the survival of the first person to face the trial.

“……”

But the male prisoner turned his gaze away from them.

Instead, he tightly shut his mouth, glanced at me nervously, and lowered his head, avoiding the other prisoners’ eyes.

“Jay! What happened in there!!”

Kite, the leader of the adventurers, gripped the iron bars and shouted.

“What about the other two?! D-did you see Gentia?!”

At the mention of Gentia, the prisoner flinched even more, lowering his head like a guilty man.

“Jay! You…!”

Clank.

I opened the door to the opposite cell, and the man obediently stepped inside.

“……!!”

At that moment.

“What the hell did you do in there…?”

One of the prisoners caught on.

“Damn it, you, you had sex…?”

“……!!”

After ejaculating.

Since he came back with his pants up as was, of course, they’d smell the stench of semen.

“What did you do in there, you bastard!!”

-“I screwed your wife.”

Unable to say that, the prisoner slipped into the cell and quietly shut his mouth.

“Now, then, we need to choose the next person…”

Ah.

“You, who passed.”

I turned my gaze toward the man who had passed the trial.

“You decide the next person to face the trial.”

“W-what?!”

“I’ll give you three seconds. 3, 2, 1—”

“A-Andy!!”

“What?!”

The prisoner ended up calling out someone’s name.

“J-Jay, you bastard!! Me…!”

The young man named Andy charged straight toward the iron bars, but soon his neck was ensnared by the chains Lilith had thrown.

Drag, drag, drag.

Andy was dragged like a dog, bound by Lilith’s pink chains, into the training room—the room with the wall.

“Guh, gahk!”

The room with the wall.

“……What, what is this?”

“Choose.”

I spoke to him in the same way I had to the first man.

“If you ejaculate inside, I’ll let you live.”

“……”

During the trainer’s explanation.

“So, in other words…”

“Thrust. Ejaculate. If you don’t ejaculate, you die.”

“……”

Three vaginas.

There wasn’t the slightest trace of them having been used or ejaculated into.

While Lilith and I were out.

Of course, they had been cleaned “as if they’d never been used” in the meantime.

“……”

The second man.

Click.

“Ugh!!”

He thrust his manhood into the first vagina, which had been cleaned spotless.

“Hmph.”

Which of the two was it?

Was the leader a bastard?

Or, to them, was someone else’s lover just an object they wanted to screw?

“Perhaps it’s both.”

Man No. 2, Man No. 3, Man No. 4.

The fourth prisoner finished ejaculating inside.

I sent him back to the prison, guided by a succubus other than Lilith, and then had a light drink with Lilith outside the training room.

“You didn’t even say they’d be spared only if they made the same choice as the previous person, so how do they keep making the same choice one after another?”

“Indeed.”

“Should we change the order of the ones being penetrated inside?”

“…Perhaps we should. Four out of seven have already penetrated the same succubus. It’s a bit unfair… pfft.”

Lilith let out a low chuckle.

“It’s absurd to talk about fairness in a situation like this.”

“Why?”

“I thought the second or third options would be penetrated the most.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. If they couldn’t penetrate a comrade, they’d go for a priestess they don’t even know. Even if they did penetrate a comrade, I thought they’d avoid touching someone else’s woman.”

“If their lives weren’t on the line, they probably would.”

I made a gesture of slitting my own throat.

“Since they can’t be sure I’ll spare them, they figure if they’re going to die anyway, they might as well penetrate the woman they’ve always wanted to screw.”

“……”

“Isn’t it funny? Even though we matched the body types as closely as possible, they were happily penetrating a succubus’s vagina thinking it was their boss’s wife.”

“Yes, truly…”

Lilith shook her head in disbelief and lightly swallowed her drink.

“By the way, about the ones who returned to the prison—don’t we need to gag them?”

“The ones who already ejaculated inside?”

“Yes. If they secretly tell their comrades…”

“My dear secretary, you’re so naive.”

I carefully reached out and patted Lilith’s head.

“Humans, you see, are selfish creatures who can’t stand to see others succeed, no matter what.”

I reached out with intent, but made it seem so natural.

“Sometimes, even if they know someone else is about to suffer a loss, they’re selfish enough not to warn them.”

“……Is that so?”

Huh?

She didn’t pull away from my hand?

“Ah, sorry.”

I pulled my hand back, acting as if I were startled.

“I was rude.”

“No, it’s fine.”

That might be a relief.

If she had harbored any resentment—

“I shouldn’t do that again.”

It was meant as a bit of friendly contact, but if it ended up being the reason I get killed later—

“Still, I should slowly build closeness with small touches like this if I want to screw her!”

I could always approach her in a different way later.

My secretary, Lilith.

If I asked her to spread her legs, would she comply because it’s an order, or would she refuse with disdain?

“I’ll test the waters later.”

If I casually framed it as something necessary for training, she might just spread them for me.

“Trainer?”

“…We’ve rested enough, so shall we go check on things?”

I patted Lilith’s lower back and pointed toward the room.

“Hey.”

Behind the wall.

“Do you perhaps wish to take the succubus’s place in the hole?”

The two women tied to chairs shook their heads vigorously.

“Or are you disappointed that no one has defiled a goddess?”

“Hmph. As if.”

Dalia, the vampire priestess who wasn’t tied to a chair but was fiddling with a mace, responded with a sullen expression.

“Hey, you lot—aren’t you disappointed that no one has penetrated you?”

Among the succubi in the holes, those who hadn’t been penetrated yet showed a hint of regret, unable to nod or shake their heads.

“Don’t worry. There are still three manhoods left.”

There was still a chance.

“And if, by any chance, you feel you weren’t chosen or were chosen too little?”

I pointed to the wings on the succubi’s backs.

“I’ll let you rape the prisoners while in your succubus form.”

Flap.

The succubi lying on the bed sparkled with excitement in their eyes.

“So, do your best until the very end. Especially…”

I looked at the leader’s wife, Gentia.

“I’m curious to see who our final leader will choose.”