Chapter Nineteen
Garnet sank onto the edge of the bed. She rubbed her hands up and down her thighs. I hated seeing my little sister looking so morose. She looked around our living quarters. It was usually full of my companions reading books, and playing games. I had created board games, playing cards, and even a dart board. It was so quiet in here.
Lana Fulmine stood beside me as I stared at Garnet. Her dark-red wings drooped. She needed to be chortling. We won the day. What was this doing to her? To all of my monster girls. They were all suffering during these fights.
"How does any dungeon builder stay sane when they have to go through this shit every week or so?" I muttered.
"By relying on their monster girls for support," said Lana Fulmine. "And my number one fan has plenty of those. Today was bad. We weren't ready for it."
"We thought we were safe," I said. "We haven't been threatened since the shadow of Halia's father. We've secured this place. Made defenses, then a dragon just comes out of the sky and attacks us."
"And you think it's Fuegin who sent it?" she asked.
I swallowed. "I don't want it to be Fuegin. But I'm growing strong, aren't I? My reputation is growing. Dungeon builders must see me as a threat. Fuegin is the strongest, but there are others out there. Rising powers or established threats. He's hardly the only one that's conquered territory."
"And the dragon went for Siwang," said Lana Fulmine. She rubbed at my shoulders as I stared at Garnet. "Do you think it was intentional, or did she just see a dungeon entrance being guarded by monster girls and think she was going for you."
"I left my main entrance out of Astovin to keep that from happening," I muttered. "So adventurers wouldn't bother my villagers."
"The dragon didn't get the memo," said Lana Fulmine.
I chuckled. "No, she did not get the memo, did she."
I glanced at Garnet. I had to do something about her. I had to lift her spirit before I started reviving my monster girls. I hadn't lost my dungeon defenders. I was far more secure than Siwang, though he would be restoring his defenses.
I moved to Garnet and fell to my knees before her. I put my hands on her thighs, pushing her legs apart. She looked up at me, her red eyes meeting mine. Her black pigtails framed her trembling face. I stroked her.
"I can't fight," she whispered. "Dildos. I was throwing dildos at a dragon."
"You're a succubus," I said. "You're not a fighter. You're a lover. You've done some great things. Like those dwarves you led off by getting them horny."
"Doesn't work against a dragon," she said.
"Nope," I said. "Who cares. You're my naughty little succubus. Lady Big Perv Garnet, Mistress of Horniness, Queen of Depravity, and Empress of Kinkiness."
She smiled for a moment. "I suppose."
"And your dildos can be very distracting," I said. "You know, you can make them out of different things. They do come in metal. A big, metal dildo instead of a rubber one is going to hurt a lot more."
Her wings perked up. "Ooh, they would. That's a great idea, big bro. I have to make sex toys that really hurt when they hit."
"I knew this one director who liked to spank actresses," said Lana Fulmine. She moved behind Garnet and hugged her. The movie starlet's silver hands roamed over the succubus's pale flesh. She pinched those hard nipples. "He had a cricket bat he liked to use. Not that hard, but he could have spanked with force."
"You were spanked?" Garnet asked. "That's so kinky."
"How do you think I got to play Jane Dangerous?" Lana Fulmine asked. She pinched Garnet's nipples. "Hollywood's a disgusting place where if you want to get in movies, you better be sucking the right dicks or getting your ass spanked by the right director. That's how it works."
Garnet thrust out her hand and formed a shadowy cricket bat. "Ooh, just thinking I want to use this paddle on a girl's ass, I can make it. That's hot. Lana, Lana! Can I paddle your bottom? Kweh, heh, heh! I will discipline you as Dark Lord Big Bro fucks your mouth."
"Sure," said Lana Fulmine. "That sounds wonderful."
I smiled, glad to see that spark back in my little sister's eyes. She just needed a little pep from time to time. And so did I. Seeing her smile did wonders for me. It made me feel so good, too. Helped with the stress. I would go insane without their love.
And some dungeon builders didn't love their monster girls. Weren't loved by their monster girls. No wonder so many of them turned into monsters. They had no support structure. Nothing to keep them sane. They were utterly destroyed. Turned into monsters.
Real monsters were not born, I'd learned. They were created.
* * / *
Lana Fulmine swallowed Leo's dick. She engulfed her number one fan's big cock with hunger. She suckled on him, lightning arcing through the golden strands of her hair. Her electric wings fluttered as she braced herself.
She wouldn't let just
anyone
spank her ass. Landing Jane Dangerous had been amazing for her career
and
only made her feel more worthless. Being spanked and degraded just to gain a role. She had started using heavier drugs after that.
Anything to blunt the pain.
But Garnet spanking her... Lana Fulmine didn't feel humiliated at all as she nursed on Leo's cock. She loved both her number one fan and his little sister. She was so glad to have them both in her life. That she was in this world. The fighting could be stressful, but she had a family.
Support. Love. She had all the things she never had in that other world. This one was better. She could walk through Leo's dungeon and find only those who cared about her. All of Leo's harem were here to help each other and him.
You needed a cry, there were nearly a hundred monster girls who would cry with you.
You needed love, there were nearly a hundred monster girls who would make love to you.
CRACK!
The cricket bat smacked against both of Lana's silvery butt-cheeks. The current arced through her hair. She moaned around Leo's dick. His salty precum spilled across her tongue as she whimpered in delight. She wiggled her hips back and forth, reveling in how naughty this was.
The pain burned across her rump, but it was an honest pain. A beautiful one.
