Dungeon Builders Harem Bk 6 Ch 12

Chapter Twelve

Lysila, High Priestess of Water, entered her Lord's pavilion. King Thanitis stood waiting for her along with that awful ambassador from Lord Leo. Daleitha the Chalkydri, stood with her multitude of rainbow wings folded behind her. The end of her lion-like tail peeked out as she smiled at the priestess.

Lysila schooled her face to show only calm reserve.

I am the vast ocean. Deep and still. I am not the storm-tossed seas nor the river frothing over rapids. I am placid.

"You summoned me, Your Majesty?" she asked as she bowed, wearing her blue vestments, her silk robe swishing around her body.

"Yes, yes, Lysila," said the king. "Daleitha has offered to give you a tour of Lord Leo's dungeon so that you might have a better opinion and understanding of our ally."

Lysila swallowed her disgust and objection. Nothing made any sense. Lord Leo the False had upset the proper order of the world. Dungeon builders were the enemy. They did not forge alliances. They conquered. They oppressed. They pillaged and raped. They left only pain behind, and yet this dastardly builder played a different game.

He seduced.

"My Gods will never be won over to believing in your master, monster," Lysila said to Daleitha. "Why not give this invitation to my king?"

"No, no, this is fine," said King Thanitis. "I want you to see and report." He leaned in. "I don't think Lord Leo wants men in his dungeon. Jealous I might make sport with one of his chattel." A lecherous grin flashed across his face. He stared at the purple-eyed monster girl's naked tits.

Does every man think with his cock?

thought the priestess fighting her eye roll.

"So you go, Lysila."

Lord and Lady of Water, should I obey my king's command?

she prayed to her Gods.

A sensation, not unlike warm water lapping at her feet, touched her. It came from Lady Ninli. An... acceptance.

"Fine," Lysila said. "I will take your tour, monster girl."

"Oh, wonderful," she said and motioned for her to follow.

Lysila followed the chalkydri through the camp. The creature's rainbow wings had a faint glow.

They can mesmerize,

Lysila thought. She had to be on her guard.

The shameless creature marched through the camp, not caring that the knights and retainers stared at her body with lust. Her lion tail swished behind her and she padded on feline paws instead of feet. She was a horrible amalgamation of different creatures. An abomination against nature.

Not far from the king's pavilion a stone structure burst from the ground. A metal door sealed it shut. Heavy and strong. One of the entrances to Lord Leo's dungeon. Despite it being clearly locked, Daleitha opened it with ease, holding it for her.

Darkness faced her. She could see a landing.

"Remember, you are bound by your King's promise of friendship," the chalkydri said. "Your actions reflect on him. You are a guest because of it. Do not be afraid."

The priestess swallowed and stepped onto it, peering into the black. The chalkydri followed and closed the door behind her with a loud boom. Lysila jumped. Her heart pounded a mile a minute as she stood in near darkness. Only the faint, multi-hued glow from the chalkydri's wings shed any light.

And yet now the priestess could... see. There was no light, but the stairs led down to another room. Her brow furrowed. It was a strange sensation. Everything was evenly lit. The only shadows came from the illumination the monster girl shed.

"Well, shall we?" Daleitha asked. She glanced at the priestess, the monster girl's brow furrowing. "Right, right, you must find it strange seeing in the dark. You're a guest. The dungeon cannot harm you. None of the traps or dangers will be an obstacle, even the darkness."

At the bottom of the stairs, Lord Leo himself awaited. The young man smiled, handsome and beguiling. He had a boyishness and a maturity about him that was disarming. He didn't seem evil but friendly. Even caring. A halfling in robes of blue trimmed in red stood by him. His mage. There was a magical circle on the ground.

"Priestess Lysila," said Lord Leo, smiling.

Yes, he is a seducer,

thought the priestess.

That's why he's here.

"I am sorry to have to do this to you," he said, "but I have to deafen you so you can't hear the magical password for the teleporters. If anyone would learn of them, well, it would quickly negate their utility since they can bypass so much of my defenses."

Lysila glanced at the halfling. "Yes, yes, mages do love their secrets."

"Don't we," said the mage, a big smile on her lips.

"Sound vanishes, let the might of Lord Ishkur silence,"

chanted Lord Leo.

Sound vanished. There was nothing. Not even the beat of her heart. This wasn't the muffled silence from clapping her hands over her ears, but a complete absence of sound. She swayed, momentarily disoriented. It was unnerving. Frightening.

Lord Leo smiled and held out his hand to her. She took it before common sense stopped her. She stepped onto the elevator with him, her heart pounding in her chest. She stood on the circle with the monster girl, mage, and the dungeon builder.

Light flashed around them.

When it faded, they were in another room entirely. She stumbled at that. The sound crashed back into her ears. She winced at suddenly hearing again. It seemed so loud for a moment before she adjusted. She frowned.

"This way," said Daleitha. "Come, come, you're going to love it."

I doubt that,

thought the priestess.

Lord and Lady of Water, give me the patience of the river to endure this trial.

She followed the chalkydri to the stairs. They climbed up it and came to another heavy door that she opened with ease. Greenery lay beyond. Lush vegetation. Large ferns. Flowering vines. Trees with thick limbs and broad leaves. Everywhere was green. The air smelled of fresh, wholesome loam. Moisture beaded in the air. Humidity kissed her face.

"What?" gasped the priestess before she could stop herself. "This is the dungeon?"

"The Overgrown Room," said Daleitha as they stepped out into the room full of vegetation. The plants didn't slow either of them down, almost bending out of their way. "It's the guard room for the dungeon proper. Everything has to go through this room before heading to the rest of the dungeon. All our entrances. All the tunnels that lead off to various places all converge in the room below and exit here. Every adventurer raiding us must start here."

A shiver ran through Lysila.

Men and women have died in here.

"As you can see, some of the quetzalcoatl patrol above the vegetation." She pointed to a woman flying on feathered wings with the green tail of a snake instead of legs. "And the unicorns also live here. Oh, there's one. Hi, Kin."

Dark eyes set in a pale face peered around a bush. She ducked back out of sight when Lysila glanced at her.

"Uh..." Lysila was confused. "Was she afraid of me? She ducked back out of sight."

"The unicorns are skittish around strangers," admitted the chalkydri. "But they are fierce defenders. Normally, they would hide. They're beautiful creatures when they trust you. Maybe you'll earn their trust."

"Right," said Lysila.

Monster girls are afraid of me?

It made no sense, but as they moved through the Overgrown Room, she caught glimpses of their silvery manes and flashing horns. Pale skin glimpsed through gaps in green foliage. Dark eyes. They moved around them, but also darted away whenever Lysila stared at them.

Daleitha led them to another heavy door that opened onto the stone corridor. "This is the Initial Labyrinth. It's patrolled by some of Lord Leo's earliest monster girl servants. His wildhounds, satyrs, and oozes. Guard Post One lies in here where Smerta and Vilkas coordinate the initial defense of the dungeon when we're under attack." The chalkydri laughed. "Hopefully, that won't happen while we're in here."

Lysila stared at her as they walked down the tunnel to a branching path that went in three directions. "Aren't you worried about telling me Lord Leo's secrets?"

"Well, he modified the dungeon for you," she said, pointing to the right and left that ended at dead ends. "So it's much more streamlined for you. And, well, a lot of this is out. Adventurers are usually driven off. We don't want to kill them. So there's plenty of intelligence on various parts of the dungeon."

"Still..."

"We want you to trust us." The monster girl smiled. "How can we do that if we aren't open and honest with you."

Lysila could understand that. It was just... not what she expected from a dungeon builder. She expected dark secrets at every turn. Horrors. Instead, they walked through corridors made of uniform stone bricks. Large ones, but they were well-cut and shaped. Far better craftsmenship than she'd seen, with thin mortar joints. It was dry, too. And not cold nor hot.

It was comfortable.

They came to another "intersection" in the maze that led to nowhere. Only this one had some petite monster girls that moved on their hands and feet. They had black hair and dog-like tails. They padded up, their pale bodies whiter than Lysila's own flesh.

"Ooh, she's beautiful!" one said and boldly started sniffing at Lysila's ass like a dog.

"Yes, yes, she's so sexy!" another said and sniffed at her crotch. She crouched almost like a dog, sitting on the balls of her feet, her legs spread wide, her hands planted on the stone before her. She didn't care at all her pussy was on full display.

"I like her, Daleitha," said a third that padded around her.

"She's gorgeous!" yipped a fourth. Her tail wagged back and forth.

"The wildhounds," said Daleitha. "The most numerous of all of Lord Leo's monster girls. He uses them more for missions than anything else."

"We have such good noses," said the first. "Ooh, you smell so beautiful. Welcome, welcome!"

"They scout for him. Search out enemy dungeons, try to find ways around armies."

"These are the ones who attacked our patrol," Lysila said, remembering the report. It had pushed King Thanitis into this folly of attacking Lord Leo.

"We didn't attack them!" huffed the wildhound.

"We blundered into them," said another. "It was Vilkas's fault. She glows. All made of lightning."

"So we had to let them kill us," the third said. "We weren't allowed to attack them. Lord Leo's orders."

"We were just trying to find Tuerien's dungeon," said the first. Her tail swished back and forth. "Honest. We just wanted to find him. He's bad. We had to fight him."

"He sent a dragon to attack us!"

"Yes!" yipped the others.

A dragon? Tuerien Ironbane has a dragon?

The man's dungeon lay to the south of Myrecilla in the southern reaches of Myreman's territory.

The wildhounds trotted behind Lysila as the revelation that Tuerien had a dragon troubled her. Lord Leo had

two

now, claiming Agubnamus from her bondage to the Lord and Lady of Water. He had stolen her, one of the most powerful in the world.

All the great temples had their protections in one way or another.

At another "branch" of the dungeon, a group of busty women with cloven hooves kneaded their big breasts. They had gray hair, but not from age since they all had the fair features and firm bosom of a young woman. Milk beaded at their nubs.

"Satyrs?" Lysila asked.

"Yep," said Daleitha.

"And, uh, is that one masturbating?" The priestess's cheeks burned as one of the satyrs only fondled her left boob. Her other hand was rubbing through her bush. "And is that a dildo she has."

"Oh, yeah, they're randy," said Daleitha. "But most monster girls are making love in the dungeon."

"They're all horny?" Shock rippled through her. "You're saying there is a vast orgy of monster girls happening right now."

"Definitely," yipped one of the wildhounds. "Some days, we just spend it licking each other's pussies."

"Lord Leo calls it a daisy chain!" a satyr said. She brought her nipple to her lips and suckled herself.

"It's so wondrous," said Daleitha. "I'm pretty new, I was just recruited to serve Lord Leo recently, but it's been so naughty. He's a very horny dungeon builder. Not like my last owner. He never had sex with any of us. We didn't get horny, either. We were stoic."

"And since Lord Leo is a lusty man, so are you?" Lysila asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Very lusty," sighed a wildhound.

Wicked giggles echoed from the wildhounds and satyrs.

"Monster girls, especially the created ones, take after him," said Daleitha.

"Created?" the priestess frowned at that.

"The ones who didn't come from our world." She smiled. "Like me. I'm not from this world. I come from the same world that Lord Leo and all the other dungeon builders do."

"Another world..." A nervous twinge swept through her. "I've heard those legends. Another world without magic. Without pain and suffering. The way our world was before the builders came."

"That's not true," snorted Daleitha. "Plenty of poverty, crime, war, and suffering. But no magic. It's not peaceful or anything. And we don't have dungeon builders. Doesn't matter. Still horrible things happen."

"How can that be?" Lysila shot her a look. "Our world would be so peaceful without dungeon builders. We would live in harmony with each other."

Daleitha snorted. "That's just not how things work." She glanced at the priestess, studying the human woman with her purple eyes. "You just don't have time to war with your neighbors. I bet there has been plenty of fighting, anyways. You have nations. They didn't just happen by themselves. Someone united Myreman into the large country it is today. On the maps, anyway."

Priestess Lysila shifted. "Well..." The nation had been unified. It had taken strong rulers, men who had the vision to bring disparate human tribes together for mutual defense. "Those were... different. They weren't wars for power. They were just... disagreements over how to fight the dungeon builders."

"Right, right," said Daleitha. "It doesn't matter. People have a vision for the world, and pursue it even if it conflicts with someone else's view. Not really about good or evil. Just the powerful exerting their dominance until they slam into something just as strong. We keep thinking we move past it, but we haven't. But Leo is trying something new, and he knows there will be conflict, but if it works... It can change things. Make them better. You can't eliminate the bad things, but you can mitigate them."

"Noble," said Priestess Lysila, disturbed by how this tour was going.

It shouldn't be. These monster girls should--

Something dropped on her.

She gasped as something thick and gooey oozed over her body. It coated her head, engulfing her in blue. She couldn't see anything as it flowed

beneath

her clothes and over her shoulders. Her breasts. Her hips. Down her legs. Panic shot through her when it spilled off her face.

She gasped in a deep breath as most of her body was held in a warm, gelatinous mass.

"Polluted waters!" she gasped in fright, feeling the warmth moving around her. It rubbed at her skin. Squeezed at her nipples.

"Oh, dear," said Daleitha. She, too, was engulfed in blue. The translucent goo had covered her body save for her wings. It rippled around her. "That's Philtara. She's one of the oozes. This is how they like to greet visitors. Sorry."

The front of Lysila's robe bulged then a gelatinous head emerged, a cute and feminine face with darker-blue "hair" that looked formed out of clay adorning her head. She smiled, the rest of her body contracting around Lysila's body.

"Hi," said the ooze. "I'm Philtara. Ooh, and you're so wet. You're like me. I can feel the water in you. Ooh, we're like cousins."

"What?" gasped Lysila. "What are you talking about? Water?"

"I'm a Water monster girl," said Philtara. "Level 1. Ooh, you're so warm, too, with such silky skin. I love how you feel. Those nipples are so hard, too. Ooh, you need this."

Lysila gasped as what felt like mouths latched onto both her nipples and suckled. She gasped at the dual suctions, the pleasure rushing down her body to her shaved pussy. The ooze rubbed Lysila's twat next like a tongue licking at her flesh. The priestess's eyes widened.

"What a yummy pussy," Philtara said. "Mmm, yes, yes, those are all my mouths!"

She kissed Lysila. The priestess shuddered at the soft mouth of the ooze on her lips. A shudder ran through the human as three other mouths pleasured her body. Her nipples throbbed as two sets of soft lips nibbled on them. Identical tongues danced around them. Another tongue licked at her pussy.

She swayed there as the slime licked at her pussy while more of the ooze pressed into her butt-crack. A new mouth smooched at her asshole. Lysila groaned as the ooze's five mouths kissed and licked and suckled on her body.

She trembled there, pleasure racing through her body.

She couldn't escape what the ooze did to her. How great it felt to have those two mouths suckling on her nipples. The tingles shot down to her pussy being stirred up by Philtara's third mouth. A fourth danced a hot tongue around the priestess's asshole.

The delights swept through her. She swayed and reached out, grabbing the dungeon wall to brace herself while she made out with Philtara. The ooze kissed Lysila with passion, tongues dancing. The priestess trembled, her robes rustling as the ooze moved about her entire body.

This is insane,

thought the priestess, her body surrendering to these wonderful sensations.

Madness.

The tongue licking at Lysila's asshole probed against the anal ring and popped in.

Philtara purred like she tasted something delicious.

She's eating out my pussy and asshole all at the same time,

floated through the priestess's thoughts.

And sucking on my nipples while making out with me.

The priestess couldn't do anything but just accept what was happening to her. She made out with the ooze, kissing the monster girl with hunger as those naughty mouths played with the rest of her body. Lysila moaned, her hips wiggling.

Philtara's tongues danced around in Lysila's asshole and pussy. They stirred up both her holes, the two delights mixing and swirling in her nethers. Her orgasm fed on those delights and the warm lips nibbling on her nipples.

Philtara suckled at the same moment. The ooze nursed on both nubs. Lysila had never experienced so much delight in her life. Her infrequent lovers, all men, had been one at a time. She had never experienced so much delights rippling through her body at once.

She's going to make me cum,

thought the priestess.

A monster girl is going to make me cum!

The insane thought only fueled the heat in her wet pussy,

Monster girls didn't give pleasure. They only brought pain, and yet such ecstasy swirled through Lysila's nethers. Her cunt and asshole clamped down on Philtara's naughty tongues. The ooze worked them in and out of the priestess's holes, teasing her.

Lysila kissed Philtara with passion. Her right hand, the one not braced against the wall, tried to cup the ooze's rump like they were lovers in a kiss. She just pressed on the front of her robe, feeling the formless ooze beneath.

The naughty tongue stirring up her pussy was joined by

another

tongue that licked at her lips. Suddenly, there were two mouths feasting on her pussy while a third fucked a tongue in and out of her asshole.

You're amazing,

thought Lysila.

Born of water. That's wonderful. Just amazing. I love this so much.

As her orgasm built, it no longer mattered that a monster girl pleasured her. It just mattered that she would have an amazing orgasm. She moaned into Philtara's kiss, loving every moment of this delight. Her pussy melted around the tongue stirring her up while the other set of lips nibbled on her clit. Her bud burst with sparks.