Chapter 445: Ras Has Its Uses

Creak, smack smack.

Nothing but the lewd sound of flesh on flesh filled the room to the brim. The orcs pumped their hips relentlessly, same as they always did.

They're pitiful creatures who were forcibly violated by Astaroth's Dungeon incubi and turned into dark elves, so we should go easy on them? This was us going easy. Going easy meant casting sex magic on their lower abdomens to convert pain into pleasure.

Haah, ohggh...!

Beyond the special room, faint moans began creeping into the wet sounds of fucking echoing from the Ras hall.

The dark elves tried to stifle their moans with the help of the ball gags stuffed in their mouths, but the orcs' merciless thrusting, focused on nothing but driving their cocks in, was slowly setting their bodies ablaze.

Brother, I've finished three sets of doggy. Here, use this one.

Much obliged, brother. Cowgirl was a bit tricky for me.

Once an orc had his fill with a single position, he would pull out to let his cock cool and take a break. In the meantime, another orc would step in and slide his cock into the hole before the heat could fade.

Smack, smack smack.

The dark elf couldn't even rest properly before having to accept a new cock. With intercourse coming in a relentless parade, the dark elves had already given up resisting entirely.

At least they weren't being used as mere tools for relieving lust the way they'd been in Astaroth's Dungeon.

Brother, if you thrust that hard, the equipment will wear out quickly. Think of the next man in line and handle her gently, would you?

My apologies, brother.

Despite all the requests and orders I'd given, the orcs treated the dark elves with care, inserting their cocks with love. Before coming to Ras with the dark elves, they had surely received a few requests from the Cookie-and-Cream Elves.

Please be as considerate as possible during sowing sex. Make it a happy Ras full of love and care, so the dark elves can forget their painful memories from Astaroth's Dungeon.

The orcs were freely "using" the dark elves just as they had been used in Astaroth's Legion, but the consideration shown toward these livestock, these instruments, was overflowing. If humans pumped iron to build their muscles, then orcs pumped elves as a service to increase the dark elves' pleasure.

"All those vile memories of sex shall be buried under happy Ras with orcs. That is the reason this ranch exists."

Creak, creak.

I narrated the situation outside while leisurely pumping in and out of Asmodeus. Mounting her in a mating press and pounding down from above would be nice, but now was not the time for me to hammer her cervix with everything I had.

Lick, lick.

Slurp.

The two fallen angels had their faces buried in the elf-succubus's white breasts. Red and golden hair cascaded over the undersides of Asmodeus's breasts, and the two of them competed to torment her nipples and suck out her milk.

"Ahhnngh... s-stop sucking my breasts and go suck the orc's nipples instead...!"

Even Asmodeus couldn't simply ignore the two fallen angels' ministrations. Their relentless nipple-focused service boasted technique that ranked in the top five of our entire Legion.

"We suck on orc nipples whenever we're bored. When else would we get the chance to suck on the 29th's tits? Heh heh."

Gremory, our Legion's most experienced member, ran her tongue up and down the nipple. Seasoned by countless sessions of service and foreplay, Gremory bit and licked Asmodeus's nipple as if it were mine.

"Mmm, how could I ever presume to... but if ordered, well... heh heh."

Lucifer shot me a sidelong glance and flicked her tongue. Staring at my chest with her eyes while sucking Asmodeus's breast with her lips; how delightfully devoted.

If Gremory was the seasoned veteran technician, Lucifer was the hardworking prodigy. Being relentlessly stimulated on the breasts alone by two completely different tongues was driving Asmodeus out of her mind.

I could tell. The more her breasts were toyed with, the tighter her pussy clenched, and the vaginal folds wrapping around my cock like a suction cup as it leisurely rocked back and forth squeezed with ever-growing intensity.

Creak, creak.

Her juices were flooding the cave, urging my cock to move faster. It was as if she were demanding to know why I wasn't thrusting harder. But I kept my own pace like a marathoner, sliding my cock in and out, repeating the warm-up.

"Sorry about that, Asmodeus. I'm not great at multitasking."

I gestured with my eyes toward the two fallen angels pressing their hips against me from either side. My hands had torn through both of their stockings and were ravaging their insides without mercy.

Squelch squelch squelch squelch.

Three fingers, from index to ring, were plunged inside, vigorously raking their walls. Unlike my cock, which required hip movement, the fisting only needed my arms to pump back and forth, heating up both fallen angels at several times the speed.

"...Ngh, fuck."

Gush.

Gremory let out a low curse and dropped her head. My entire palm was drenched with the squirt Gremory had released.

"Pfft, you came from just that? Pathetic effort. You need to try harder to resist Master's touch."

Lucifer even had the luxury of swaying her hips side to side as she mocked Gremory. On Gremory's behalf, I pulled my fingers out of Gremory's pussy and opened my hand flat.

"How dare you mock the Division Commander."

SMACK!!

My soaking-wet palm cracked across Lucifer's ass. The moment a deep red handprint was seared into her pale cheek, Lucifer's pussy clamped down on my fingers as if trying to crush them.

"EEEEK?!"

Trickle.

Lucifer lost it the instant her ass was slapped. A liquid different from a squirt, clear and carrying the tangy scent of lemonade, arced through the air and splashed onto the floor.

"Ha. You're supposed to be a Demon King's daughter and you pissed yourself from fingers. You're disqualified as a Seal."

"Mmm, you took the Seal from me and gave it back anyway. Aren't you the one who's disqualified as a dungeon master?"

"Hey now. If you two want to fight, settle it with a contest over who clenches tighter. I need to start focusing."

I drove three fingers deep into both pussies. Then I extended my thumbs upward and, like hooks, inserted them into both of their holes from behind.

"Hnngh?!"

"Ahh... are we handles to you?!"

"Whoever breaks first gets fucked last after we're done."

I braced both fallen angels' bodies with my hands and focused all my strength into my lower half. Asmodeus, having caught her breath, was eyeing the two fallen angels with a complicated and contemptuous look.

"Asmodeus. From here, we're going to play a little game."

"A game...?"

Creak. I pushed my cock in to the root. Even as the head pushed against her cervix and drove deeper still, Asmodeus's cavern was so deep that about two knuckles' worth of shaft remained outside.

"I'm going to knock on your cervix. And each time I do, you will give me one piece of Lust Legion intel."

"...Fine. Extracting information from a surrendered enemy is standard practice, I suppose."

Asmodeus grumbled and lifted her hips slightly. She looked up at me with the characteristically venomous gaze of the 1st Elder, as if Sola and the divine tree had been half-blended together; her eyes were sharp enough to suggest she could lose it at any moment.

"But does it have to be sex?"

"It's not sex, it's Ras!"

"Fine. Ras. ...Astaroth is a nightmare."

Creak. The instant I drove my cock to the root, Asmodeus spilled intel immediately. I slowly pulled back, resting the head of my cock just at her entrance.

"For every full stroke from start to finish, you will give up one piece of intel. Heh heh heh."

"And if I can't?"

"Then this happens."

I teased her with just the head, barely dipping it in and out of her spread slit. With nothing but the glans, shorter than a finger, probing as if testing the waters, Asmodeus bit her lip with a look of agonizing frustration.

"The Seal of Lust is... a dryad."

"Good. Keep feeding me intel like that and you'll be rewarded."

Creak. I thrust my hips forward and drove my cock all the way in. Since she'd given me premium intel, I threw in a special reward.

"Very good. As your prize, I'll give your cervix a nice rub."

"Haahngh...!"

I ground the head of my cock against her cervix in a slow, circular motion. Slickened with pre-cum, my cock lightly scraped across it. Asmodeus's lips parted slightly and a heated breath escaped.

"Next."

"Haah, haah. The Lust Legion is..."

Creak, creak. The trade with the surrendered Asmodeus continued without pause. For every piece of intel she gave, I rewarded her with one deep, intense stroke, and whenever she offered premium intel, I pounded her cervix hard out of sheer delight.

"Hahnk, Astaroth is female... and she's having lesbian sex with the Seal, Asmodine...!!"

"GRUUUNK!!"

Thud thud thud thud. I slammed my cock in proportion to my excitement. Asmodeus's lips trembled as she began to melt. From the very first thrust onward, she had been actively clenching and releasing, eagerly meeting me stroke for stroke.

"Ahhhh... you're so good at this...! This is the best cock I've ever had...!"

"That's simultaneously arousing and insulting. How many cocks have you taken, exactly?"

"...Pfft."

Asmodeus stuck out her tongue with a triumphant look.

"In this body, you're my first."

"Now that is quite the intel. Gremory, Lucifer. Sic her!"

The two fallen angels bit Asmodeus's breasts like puppies. They attacked her chest aggressively, biting and leaving teeth marks all over.

"Ahh, hnngh, stop tormenting my breasts already...!"

"But every time they suck your tits, your pussy sucks my cock right back."

"Th-that's exactly what I mean!"

"Keh. You don't have to say it. I understand."

The seasoned veteran Gremory caught on through her wealth of experience. The hardworking prodigy Lucifer picked up on it through instinct and atmosphere. The two glanced at me, then lifted their mouths from Asmodeus's breasts and went searching elsewhere.

Slurp, lick.

"You want them to suck somewhere else just like they sucked your tits. That's what you mean, right?"

"Want, other, HIIIEEEK?!!"

CLENCH. The instant Asmodeus screamed, my cock felt like it was about to snap. From the very first moment it had entered her back in Astaroth's Dungeon until now, nothing had produced stimulation and pressure like this. Not even the jolt of divine power that had electrified her body had made her come this hard.

Someone had found an erogenous zone and pressed it. I lightly rubbed my cock up and down inside her.

"Wasn't me, I think. Gremory, was that you?"

I pressed my thumb into Gremory's rear to get her attention. Gremory, who had been licking the underside of a breast, traced the curve of the breast with her tongue, but my cock didn't react.

"Lucifer?"

"...Lick."

Lucifer sharpened her tongue like a spear and lightly jabbed forward. The instant her tongue made contact, Asmodeus flinched violently and bit her lip.

"Holy shit."

Gremory swore and pulled away from Asmodeus.

"Nope. I can't do this. That's crossing a line! Not the armpits!!"

"Big talk from the former Scuttler."

Press, preeeess, preeeeeess. I pulled my fingers from Gremory's pussy and drove my thumb deep inside instead. Gremory was struck speechless and buried her face in the bedsheets. I leaned my upper body forward and lay down on top of Asmodeus.

"You said I was the first cock you've taken in this body, right? Well, licking you here is a first for me too."

"N-no, not there. Not there, please. Please don't lick me there, I'm begging you!"

"You don't even have any hair there, what's the big deal? Let me taste it once and if it's not for me, I'll stop."

Lick.

I extended my tongue and gently swept upward.

"...Haaahnnn."

Asmodeus let out a deep sigh and her entire body shuddered. While still gripping my cock inside her, a vaginal spasm triggered an orgasm that crashed through her so fast she came right then and there.

"Unbelievable. In all my life, this is the first time I've seen a woman come from getting her armpit licked. But maybe it's an elf thing? Heh heh, this works for me."

If I'd lick an asshole, what was stopping me from licking an armpit? And being an elf, it was surprisingly inoffensive.

"Ahht?! Hngh, AAAAHHNN! I'm sorry! Not there, please don't lick me there!! Please stop!!"

Better still, every time my tongue dragged across the hollow of her armpit, her whole body twitched so beautifully it stirred my sadistic side. A weeping Asmodeus was so desperate she'd even switched to formal speech to beg me; that was how overwhelmed her senses were.

"I'll take your cum! I'll lay your eggs! So please, not there!!"

"That was a given. Heh heh, just imagine when I start thrusting into your armpits. You'll completely lose your mind."

How could I possibly leave an erogenous zone more sensitive than her pussy alone? I opened my mouth wide and covered Asmodeus's armpit.

Haaah... haaah...

"Nngh, haaahh..."

As my warm breath washed over Asmodeus's armpit, she drooled and threw her head back. I pulled both hands from the two fallen angels' rears, braced Asmodeus's lower back, then lifted my head and locked eyes with her.

"I may be a master cocksman, but I'm also devastatingly good with my mouth. I may not be the best kisser, but when it comes to sucking nipples and eating pussy, I'm the undisputed champion of this Legion. Heh heh heh."

"Ah, ahh, ahhh...! Wh-what did I ever do to deserve this?!"

Asmodeus cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"What did you do? There is one thing."

I licked the tears from her face with my outstretched tongue, then angled the glistening tip downward.

"Having an erogenous zone in your armpits. That's what you did."

Smooch.

I kissed Asmodeus's armpit. Lucifer followed my lead and scraped her teeth across the other one.

"HIIIEEEEEEEK!! Y-you perverted bastards!! AAAHHHNN?!"

Asmodeus screamed, and in the throes of our enthusiastic welcome, she burst into tears of ecstasy.