Chapter 4

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Halia Vobria stared at her new recruits. She had a vision of adventurers serving Lord Leo and going after those dungeon builders that turned bad. Or even just being ambassadors to new dungeon builders and teaching them the rules of this world.

They had to live in harmony with us. If they thought to be bad, they would be crushed.

So far, she had four recruits from Astovin. Three young men and one young woman. None of whom had ever held a sword in their life. They were sworn to Lord Leo, which bound them to his dungeon and his Void Crystal.

Just like me, thought Halia. She was proud to serve Lord Leo. The thing that had possessed her father’s soul and returned him to the living had called her a whore and a slut, but she knew who she was.

She was a champion. Lord Leo’s Paladin of Light. She had the Blessed Sword of Light on her side, one of twelve such weapons and the only one not lost when their bloodlines went extinct. If she didn’t conceive a child, that might happen to her line.

But with how often his seed spurted into her, that would happen one day.

“I want you four to stand straight,” she said. They were outfitted in gear that came from the many adventurers that had died plundering his dungeon. When they did, Leo added their gear to treasure chests, hoping to entice adventurers to get out with the goods before they died.

“You heard her, maggots!” roared Zobens. The orc stood at Halia’s side in golden armor. “I want those backs straight. Move it!”

Karvin, Melin, and Nomaz all gasped and straightened their backs. The three boys—they were the same age as Halia, eighteen or nineteen, but they were boys to her—did just that, their already pale faces growing even lighter.

Bellia, the only girl, just wore a big grin like this was a game. She stood in leather armor as the others, though hers was a skirt of pleated straps instead of the thick pants. She was a beauty, one of the women that the rapist Jindag had taken months ago and Leo had rescued.

“You wipe that smirk off your face, or I’ll summon a huge, golden dildo and shove it up your ass,” bellowed Zobens. She marched up on Bellia. “That’ll make you stand straight, twat.”

Bellia squeaked and straightened her back. Sweat appeared on her forehead.

Zobens grinned. The green-skinned orc stood tall, her thick, black hair spilling about her face. She wore her golden breastplate that showed off her big breasts, and a skirt of gold rings that rattled around her. She was blessed by Lady Sherida, hence the gold instead of the iron armor.

“We’re going to practice drawing and sheathing our weapons,” said Zobens. “And if you stick yourself, you’ll have to go a day before we tell Lord Leo and he heals your dumb asses. Now, grab the handle and draw your blades. I want to see you do it...”

She groaned as Karvin dropped his longsword. He flushed and snagged it back up. Zobens shot Halia a look before the orc shook her head. Halia just smiled. This would be worth it. This was the beginning. Sure, they were raw recruits, but they would learn monster fighting from monster girls.

“What filthy cesspool did you scrape these pond scum out of, Halia?” Zobens asked. “You expect me to make them into something worthy of serving Lord Leo.”

“I ... I am worthy of s-serving Lord Leo!” gasped Bellia, a lock of her brown hair tumbling over her cheek.

“You sound like a queef hissing out of a whore’s loose cunt,” growled Zobens. “Lord Nabu’s shiny balls, why are you wasting my time?”

“B-because we want to serve Lord Leo,” Karvin said, his sword shaking in his hand.

“Why?” Zobens marched before them, Halia watching, fighting a smile. “Huh? Why do you want to serve him.” She stopped before Bellia. “Because you’re wet for his dick?”

She blushed then said, “He saved me from that bastard! I want to make sure other girls don’t ... That they aren’t ... I don’t want dungeon builders like that around!”

“He fights for us!” Nomaz said, the tallest of the four. Sweat beaded on his brow. “I want to fight for him.”

“He defends us!” Melin said. He almost flinched when Zobens marched up to him. “And ... and ... I want to help him. I want to stop those who do terrible things. Jindag’s monster girls killed my father and stole my sister!”

“My mother died to Mthunzi’s wildhounds!” Karvin said, his sword shaking in his hand. “She was visiting her sister out at her farm, and they tore her apart.

“I remember when Lord Anguin defended Astovin from Gosonz the Screamer’s cockatrices,” Nomaz said. “I was three. I can barely remember it, but he had that sword and he looked so heroic. He slew them all. I want to be like that. I want to stand up against evil.”

Zobens snorted. “I suppose we can do something with them.”

“Of course,” Halia said. “Now, sheath those swords and draw them. Over and over and over again. You want to be able to do it without thought.” She drew her blessed blade then slammed it into the sheath without looking once at them. “No break. I want you all panting and sweating and groaning. Then ... Then we’re going to run through the labyrinth.”

The third level. Just in case there was an attack. Halia didn’t want them to get caught up in a fight with invading adventurers. If there was a battle, she would order her recruits to the throne room.

They drew their swords and sheathed them. They had to fumble to get the swords back into the scabbard. It would come to them. She would mold them into fighters. Maybe some would become paladins. She would have to recruit thieves and mages to teach others those skills, but this was the start.

Halia smiled, envisioning the army of adventurers serving Lord Leo. Bound to him. Dungeon Builders didn’t die of old age. She would make a world that saw it vital to keep him alive so that he could protect them from bastards like Fuegin.

You’re going to attack Leo one day, bastard, Halia thought, her mind burning with fury at the dungeon builder who’d slain her father. You have some scheme. This friendship is a farce. You are going to regret letting Leo grow so powerful.

I’ll make sure of it.

Valuna appeared out of the darkness. The rock elemental was a tall and busty woman made of stony flesh. Gray with striae of white and black that swirled to make a strange and enticing pattern. She had no hair on her body, giving her egg-smooth head an exotic and alluring quality. The garnets she had for eyes gleamed.

“Lord Leo,” she said and bowed in a reserved way, so different from the goblins. I had just sent those on to Feya.

“Lord Leo!” Feya gasped. “Help! Help! The Goblins have me. They’re all over me. Oh, Lord Leo! They’re licking my pussy and asshole. Fuck a bear, one’s sitting on my face. They’re going to kill me with their hyperactive passion.”

“Have fun,” I sent back to her, a smile on my lips.

I glanced at the rock elemental. She stood straight again. A statue. Since she didn’t have to breathe, she didn’t move at all. She was gorgeous, though. She had those big breasts. They looked hard, solid, but I bet they were like Hagane’s.

“Come here,” I said, motioning to her, my cock throbbing.

She marched forward, an interesting jiggle to her breasts. They had a bounce to them that was firm. There was no ripple to the breasts, but they did have sway. I squeezed one. Or tried to. I couldn’t deform her skin, which was slick as polished rock and warm.

Her nipple hardened. A pucker of pink stone that thrust out from the gray. I could lift her breast, though. That was interesting. I ducked down and slid my mouth over her nipple. I suckled on her. She gasped, a throaty sound.

“Lord Leo,” she moaned as my hands stroked her flesh. It was rigid and elastic at the same time, able to move over her.

I nibbled on her nipple. Then I nipped it with my teeth. I couldn’t even dent it, but she still gasped and moaned. I swirled my tongue around her between suckles. My left hand grabbed her other nipple. I twisted it. I could torque it.

Interesting.

My right hand went lower and lower. I passed over her bellybutton—I had long given up on why creatures who were never born, and never had umbilical cords, would have a bellybutton—and reached her pubic mound. Her polished skin grew wetter. I brushed the dripping petals of her pussy.

I stroked up and down her. She trembled as I brushed her clit, a round marble nestled in her folds. Her moans echoed through the Vault. I felt Souleen watching me as I diddled the rock elemental’s clit. I suckled harder on Valuna’s nipple.

“Oh, Lord Leo,” she groaned. “That’s so good.” She stared down at me with those garnet eyes, the gem faces gleaming. “That is quite stimulating.”

“Mmm, it can be even better,” I said and knelt before her.

She gasped. “You kneel before me, Lord Leo?”

“How else can I worship your pussy, Valuna?” I asked and pressed my face into her snatch. I rubbed into her hot, slick flesh. Her outer folds were stony gray, but the inner were as pink as her nipples. I stroked them.

They could be parted, but they didn’t give around my tongue. It made me curious what her pussy would be like. I thrust my tongue into her snatch. She groaned, her boobs jiggling above me. My hands grabbed her ass, squeezing her rump, but not digging into her curvy booty.

My tongue caressed her slick, inner folds. She was so juicy. I was surprised by that. She had this tangy flavor that was quite the delight. I caressed her, my dick throbbing and aching. She whimpered as I feasted on her, my tongue gathering up her juices.

“Lord Leo,” she groaned, the facets of her garnet eyes reflecting light as her head shifted. “You truly do not have to kneel before me.”

“I absolutely do, Valuna,” I groaned. “I have to eat your cunt and make you cum. Then I have to fuck you.”

“Oh, you have to summon one of my sisters and fuck her,” Valuna groaned. “I am not worthy of that much attention from you.”

“Modest,” I said. “And humble.”

“I am but living rocks, and what is more common than stone?” she asked and looked around my Vault, which was all stone.

That was true.

I would make her cum hard, though. She deserved to have a big orgasm. She whimpered, her stony face shifting with her emotions. I could see the pleasure crossing her features as I feasted on her. I licked and lapped at her. I was hungry for her.

I wanted her to gasp and cum. I licked at her snatch. My tongue fluttered over her. She moaned in delight, her hands balling into fists and relaxing. She groaned with delight as I thrust my tongue into her depths and caressed her.

Those tangy juices spilled over my lips.

I nibbled on her clit. I suckled on her. I licked and lapped at her. Her moans sang through my Vault. I rubbed at her polished ass, stroking the curves of it as my tongue buried into Valuna’s pussy. My rock elemental gasped her delight.

“Oh, Lord Leo, I am truly honored by this,” she moaned. “You are making me feel so wondrous. Thank you, Lord Leo!”

“Mmm, you’re more than welcome,” I groaned, loving the taste of her. The flavor of her snatch. “I want you to cum. Just drown me in your juices.”

“Oh, I couldn’t harm you, Lord Leo,” she gasped.

I licked her round clit, stroking over that hard nub. She quivered as I said, “You won’t. That’s an order, Valuna. When I am eating your pussy, you have to drown me in cum.”

“If that is your wish, Lord Leo,” she groaned. “I will obey.”

She shuddered, her boobs quivering with her excitement. I licked and lapped at her. My tongue danced over her flesh. She gasped. I nibbled on her clit. I loved the feel of that round marble against my lips. I suckled on her. I wanted to make her explode.

I would make her explode.

She whimpered, her garnet eyes flashing. Her boobs had that firm quiver to them that was so delicious to watch. A spasm shot through her stony body. She squealed out in delight. Pussy cream gushed out and bathed my mouth.

I drank down her pussy cream. I gulped it all down. I licked and lapped at her. My tongue danced over her flesh. I licked at her. Lapped at her. Feasted on her with all the hunger I had. It was a delight to hear her gasp for passion as she climaxed on me.

“Lord Leo!” she whimpered, her shuddering slowing. “That was ... That was ... Thank you!”