Chapter 88

Chapter 88

I Became a Prisoner Trainer in the Dungeon.

Episode 88: Training The Elf With Aphrodisiacs (5)

Whether it was because I was Korean in my past life or if it was just my nature, I was a human who liked to use time efficiently.

Although after reincarnating, I was born into a farming family with nothing to do, so I deliberately killed time, and even during my porter days, I had nothing much to do, so I used time leisurely-

‘I can’t get rid of the kimchi smell flowing in my soul.’

Now that I had many things I could do, like now, the tendency to utilize time as efficiently as possible was slowly resurfacing.

Just like right now.

“Secretary.”

“Yes, Master Trainer.”

“This thing called a sandwich, don’t you think it’s a truly great invention?”

I was eating the sandwich that the supply soldier Natalie brought with Lilith, while watching Sylverit, who was submerged in the bathtub and kept twisting her body.

“Is that so? I think making someone wear a dildo in their panties is a more outstanding invention.”

“It’s not an invention.”

I just brought something from the modern era.

“Don’t demons have things like that? Dildo panties.”

“Deliberately wearing a dildo inside one’s panties is…”

“No, no. The opposite.”

“……?”

Lilith tilted her head, a sandwich in her mouth.

“Opposite…? No, why?”

Soon she understood and frowned.

“Why else? Among humans, there are perverts who like women wearing dildo panties and inserting fake penises.”

“Ugh.”

At my explanation, Lilith looked disgusted and glanced around.

Vampire Princess.

She was still sleeping with her eyes closed, just like the first time.

Like a bat hanging upside down in a cave, silently sleeping, whether we ate in front of her, had a mock sword fight, or Sylverit, plunged into the aphrodisiac slime bathtub, climaxed and spewed out her fluids again, she simply slept quietly.

“…….That kind of story is a bit…”

Lilith seemed to dislike the topic of conversation itself.

“But what can we do when it actually exists? There were even such people in the brothels of Baron Gilberte’s territory.”

“Yes?”

She seemed to have become interested that it actually existed.

“Humans… do they really have sex like that?”

“Yeah. Wearing dildo panties, and the woman does the thrusting, but the problem is that the one lying face down below is the same whether it’s a man or a woman.”

“Wait a minute, wait a minute. Not a woman, but a man?”

“Yeah. …Hehe, were you thinking about lesbian sex just now?”

“A man, being penetrated by a woman?”

“There are masochists who like to be dominated by women, offering their asses to be fucked by perverts.”

I couldn’t bring myself to say who it was.

It’s a story that a prostitute, who either charged me half the price or gave me free sex after getting a day off, told me while we were talking after sex.

“They say that a guy who looks very dignified outside becomes a male pig in front of a prostitute dressed like a queen, getting fucked by a dildo panty.”

“……..”

“There are really many different tastes in the world.”

If I were to discuss the countless variations of tastes that humans and humans could have, I could probably claim to have more diverse knowledge than anyone else in this world.

“Among women, there might be women who like to be dominated by such weak slimes.”

Just looking at the bathtub where the auto, automatic training was running right now, that’s the case.

“Should I call it defeat addiction?”

This was one of the rumors circulating among adventurers.

“It’s not that Sylverit is like that, but women like that end up looking exactly like that when they’re dominated.”

Splash, splash.

“Wouldn’t a female adventurer trapped in a pit of aphrodisiac slimes look exactly like that?”

The aphrodisiac slimes were clinging all over Sylverit’s body, spraying aphrodisiac on her skin.

Absorbing the sweat that Sylverit shed, the aphrodisiac slimes were swelling very slowly, and Sylverit, submerged in the bathtub up to her neck, had her eyes rolled back and was intermittently trembling.

“Ah, she’s climaxing again.”

Shiver.

Sylverit shivered as she climaxed.

The moment that climax tremor started, the aphrodisiac slimes that were just wriggling began to move quickly all at once.

-“I can’t stand the elf’s vaginal fluids flowing out from beyond her panties.”

Sluuurp.

Like puppies whose food had been dropped into their bowl, the aphrodisiac slimes all rushed to Sylverit’s lower body and began to rub against her.

“Oh, ohook, hoo-euk….”

There was no strength in Sylverit’s moans.

Feeling like her whole body was being raped by the aphrodisiac slimes every time she climaxed was one thing, but enduring the sensation of the aphrodisiac slimes constantly sucking her fluids whenever she released them was definitely not easy.

It’s different from entering an aphrodisiac hot spring or a pool where aphrodisiac had been released.

Perhaps it would be better to enter the pool of undiluted aphrodisiac that she was trapped in yesterday, but wasn’t training originally about increasing the intensity until one broke if they didn’t give in?

“Sylverit.”

I approached Sylverit with the last piece of sandwich in my hand.

“If you obediently give up and surrender, I’ll end the training.”

“Euup….”

Even with her eyes unfocused, Sylverit glared at me and gritted her teeth.

“You’re still not broken?”

Her eyes were full of venom, filled with anger and fighting spirit.

“It’s presumptuous, but an S-class should at least endure this much. Hmm.”

It would have been fortunate for Sylverit that she was a virgin.

If she hadn’t been a virgin, Sylverit might have been gang-raped by the aphrodisiac slimes instead of Casey during a day trip to the Sunday ranch.

“Secretary.”

“Yes, Master Trainer.”

“Aren’t you curious? Whether it’s possible to corrupt a high elf, an S-class adventurer no less, with aphrodisiac.”

“…If that’s possible, wouldn’t the elves be completely annihilated if we sprinkled aphrodisiac in the Elven Spring and addicted all the elves?”

“Eu-bub!!”

The bathtub splashed loudly at Lilith’s words.

“Eu-eu-euup!”

“What’s with this violent resistance?”

“Eu-beubeubeu!”

Although she seemed to want to say something, drooling saliva from the gag and being devoured all over by the aphrodisiac slime, anything she said would only sound ridiculous.

“Secretary. Have you finished lunch?”

“Shall I bring out the tea?”

“No. We’ll have tea and chat leisurely later. I’m going to move her to a different container.”

I finished the sandwich, grabbed Sylverit’s head, and lifted her from the bathtub.

“As expected of an S-class. Even while her magic is restricted, she was still managing to burst the aphrodisiac slimes with her ass.”

When I took Sylverit out of the bathtub, her whole body was covered in the fluids of the aphrodisiac slimes.

Besides what the slimes had secreted, it was as if the fluid inside them had stuck thickly to her body when they burst.

And of course, that fluid was an aphrodisiac.

“Sylverit.”

I reached out my hand to lightly brush off the remnants on Sylverit’s buttocks-

Pshooooosh!!

“…….What the fuck?”

I only touched her with my fingertip, and she ejaculated.

Her vaginal fluids flowed down between her panties, and Sylverit dropped her head.

“…….”

Squeeze. Twitch.

Squeeze. Squirt.

“Look at this?”

A laugh escaped me involuntarily.

“Your mind says you haven’t submitted yet, but your body has already become a bitch that climaxes even at the touch of a finger, hasn’t it?”

“Ugh…!!”

Sylverit shed tears again.

I wondered if she might get dehydrated from the constant flow of fluids from her body since yesterday, but looking at her condition, it didn’t seem like she would wither away from extreme dehydration yet.

“Why don’t you give up and make it easier on yourself? Then at least you won’t have to have your whole body turned inside out in the slime pool.”

Sylverit glared at me and gritted her teeth.

“Alright. I understand that you have no intention of surrendering yet. But it’s okay. I don’t know how long an elf can endure this training time, but…”

I gently rubbed the left and right sides of her wet panties, the mound of Venus, with my fingers.

“In the end, it will be you who desires a real cock, not this fake one, and you’ll be the one to move your hips yourself.”

-That couldn’t be.

Sylverit’s venomous eyes were directed at me.

“Then I’ll try putting you back in the aphrodisiac container-”

Knock-knock-knock-knock.

“Huh?”

“That’s Chief Steward Akamondu.”

At the sound of the knocking, the sleeping Vampire Princess raised her body.

“…Were you sleeping?”

“…….”

The Vampire Princess stood up from her chair, then stopped awkwardly.

“…I just, just woke up. Hmm.”

She stretched as if waking up.

“Come in, Akamondu.”

[Excuse me.]

The door opened, and Chief Steward Akamondu came in pulling a cart.

“?”

Something on the cart was about 180cm long, covered with a rather antique-looking red cloth, perhaps to conceal its identity.

“What’s that?”

“Didn’t you say you needed a restraint container for Sylverit? It’s not like Master can keep creating [Coffin of Sealing] with magic forever.”

Chief Steward Akamondu shifted his gaze from the Vampire Princess to me and smiled slyly.

“We shall replace your aphrodisiac container with this.”

Chief Steward Akamondu playfully pulled away the red curtain with a flourish.

“Wow.”

The moment I saw what was on the cart, my whole body felt numb as if I had been hit in the back of the head.

“Eu-eu-eu-euup!!”

Sylverit twisted her body in shock.

Just as I immediately recognized the use of the object as soon as I saw it, Sylverit also resisted more violently, twisting her body as soon as she saw the object on the cart.

Something that looked like a Matryoshka doll.

An iron maiden with the face of a maiden.

“Iron Maiden.”

Screeeak.

“We removed the nails that were originally embedded and polished and finished the inside cleanly, so there shouldn’t be any major problems using it.”

When the Chief Steward unlocked it and opened the door, there was nothing inside that looked gruesome.

“Will this be… suitable for use?”

“…Chief Steward.”

I pointed to the face part of the Iron Maiden.

“Is there perhaps an opening mechanism so that only the face part can be seen separately?”

“…….”

Chief Steward Akamondu smacked his lips and made a circle with his finger.

“Of course.”

Crack.

Chief Steward Akamondu tore off the face part of the Iron Maiden with his fingernails.

“Will this do?”

“Yes. Secretary?”

Clap clap.

“Send the ones that went into the bathtub back to the Sunday ranch, and replace them with the newly born, vigorous ones and fill that thing up.”

“Ugh, ugh-eup, ugh-eugh-eup!!”

Sylverit resisted fiercely.

“Uh-huh. If you keep doing that, I’ll put a cock inside instead of nails, you know?”

“……!!”

Shwaaaaa.

Strands of red magic forcibly dragged her into the Iron Maiden.

Just in time, the height of the Iron Maiden fit Sylverit perfectly.

Screeeak.

Clang. Clang.

Whoosh.

Vibrant aphrodisiac slimes filled the inside of the Iron Maiden.