Those taken prisoner suffer a considerable decline in their ability to think.
From being captured alive.
From knowing they could die at any moment.
If, by some miracle, they happened to be members of a force such as the Vampire Legion or the Demon Legion—ones with whom “hostage negotiations” were possible—they might cling to the hope that there was some way to survive. But when it came to the other Monster Legions or the Legion of the Dead, they would be overwhelmed by the despair of knowing they were going to die without question.
And yet, conversely, humans will rack their brains like mad if they can see even the slightest path to survival.
They say that even if you enter a tiger’s den, you can survive as long as you keep your wits about you.
That must be an expression revealing the basic instinct of humans, who struggle desperately to survive.
Anyway.
I decided to take advantage of the way humans, in their struggle to survive, fail to make proper judgments and become fixated solely on the information placed before them.
To create a situation in which they would misunderstand things on their own, based on the information right in front of their eyes, beating drums and gongs all by themselves, I had arranged several circumstances through Lilith, my succubus secretary.
“Assistant Trainer. The preparations are complete.”
Just like now.
“You must have had a hard time preparing everything in such a hurry. Good work.”
“Not at all. It was fun while I was preparing it.”
My secretary Lilith pointed at the object she had made, her face flushed with excitement.
“Just erecting a partition wall was enough to… hehehe.”
Before she began making it, I had already explained the purpose of the partition wall to Lilith, and while she was building it, I had made sure she understood exactly how it was supposed to work.
A partition wall made of wooden planks.
Three round holes had been opened at intervals across the middle of the wall, and cloth resembling curtains had been hung over them.
“On the other side, I set it up like a bed, so they can kneel or lie down.”
My secretary Lilith led me around behind it.
A door had even been installed at the end of the partition to allow entry and exit, complete with a key and lock so that no one could simply open it and walk inside.
Creeeak.
When I opened the door and went in, a long bed stretched across the interior, just as Lilith had said.
The supports beneath it held up the entire partition and bed, as if determined never to collapse.
“As you instructed, Assistant Trainer, I also prepared restraints so they won’t be able to move around on the bed.”
“Good.”
The restraints connected to both sides of the bed reminded me of the devices used to restrain psychiatric hospital inmates in American movies, but did the appearance really matter?
What mattered was that whoever lay on the bed would be unable to move and would remain firmly fixed in place.
“But, Assistant Trainer… will the humans really be fooled?”
Lilith asked cautiously.
“No matter how much we conceal it, won’t they realize they’re succubi?”
Clink.
In the direction Lilith indicated, three lesser succubi were waiting for us in prison uniforms.
Their wings, horns, and tails were all noticeably smaller or shorter than Lilith’s.
They were succubi who had no choice but to survive by having sex, since they absolutely had to consume men’s essence.
Originally, they had maintained their lives in the lower dungeons of the Vampire Legion by raping adventurers or inducing them to have erotic dreams.
They had volunteered after hearing about the recruitment of assistant trainers that Lilith had announced to the legion.
“Well, I suppose their tails might be discovered.”
And, naturally enough, succubi had tails.
They did not sprout from the anus like some anal plug; rather, like the tails of other demonfolk, theirs grew from the cleft above their buttocks.
Because of that, if someone tried to fuck them from behind, their tails might be exposed while they were being penetrated, even if they were concealed behind the curtains.
“I’d like to make it so that only the lower half of their bodies sticks out.”
“Wouldn’t that be too tight?”
The tails might be revealed, but if we adjusted the openings too precisely, the next person would not be able to use them.
We could hardly alter the holes every time someone was about to be penetrated, so in the end, we had to settle for hanging curtains over them.
“Forget it. For now, just wrap your tails around your bodies and lie facedown. Now, all three of you, lie down.”
Clap.
At my command, the three succubi swallowed nervously and approached the bed.
Swish.
They lay down as if receiving a massage, bringing their legs neatly together and stretching them through the holes as they slid into position.
One knelt forward, another lay completely facedown, and the last clung tightly to the bed, gripping the handle beneath it with both hands.
“From behind… yes, that’s it. This is it.”
Perfect.
This was it.
Three fuckable pussies had taken their places squarely in the wall, ready for doggy style.
Because their one-piece prison uniforms rubbed against the curtains, their lower bodies were left completely exposed.
This was less like one of those scenes from manga or pictures and more like something one might see in Western pornography.
There was always a porno with a concept like that, wasn’t there?
At some college party, they would playfully set up equipment like this, and then drunken men would come over and fuck the female students lying in a row, without caring whether they were black or white.
Of course, all the ones before me now had white pussies, and all the males doing the fucking were white as well.
Though it was beside the point, my appearance was like that too, at least on the surface.
“Hey. Succubi.”
I stepped back around the partition.
“You want to lie there quietly and take human cocks, don’t you?”
“……”
“Answer me.”
“Ah, yes. That’s right, Assistant Trainer.”
The succubi’s answers came somewhat slowly.
Perhaps they were unable to respond obediently because I was human, but Lilith was standing behind me.
“Lilith. These girls seem a little dimwitted. Are there no other applicants?”
“We could recruit new ones. If you wish…”
“W-We’ll do our best!”
The lesser succubi, who had been on the verge of screwing up, instantly straightened up.
“Good. You’d better do well. Simply going through the motions won’t do. From now on, you have to do your very best to pretend to be ‘human prisoners.’”
I handed each of the succubi an item.
“You must not say a word. The only sounds you’re allowed to make are the shrieks and moans you let out while being fucked.”
I gave them the muzzles actually used on prisoners and convicts.
They had been cleaned fairly well, but having to hold something like that in their mouths would still be somewhat humiliating from their perspective.
“Your tails must not be discovered. No—in fact, they must not be discovered before penetration. Even if your tail is exposed, you must never be found out to be succubi until after the prisoner has fucked you, realizes that you have a succubus’s pussy, and pretends not to notice while continuing to slam his cock into you. Understood?”
That, too, would mean the situation had gone completely off the rails.
“Let’s do this properly. I’m not asking much of you. Just lie there quietly, keep your mouths shut, and when a man approaches from behind and fucks you, quietly squeeze your pussies and enjoy it.”
From the succubi’s perspective, it might be a little humiliating.
The human would thrust his cock into them as though raping them, believing they were human rather than succubi. They might feel humiliated at being treated as mere humans and used like whores.
“Remember this. Everything we’re doing is for the sake of our legion.”
I lightly mimed wrapping my hand around each of their throats.
“If any of you makes a mistake or carelessly exposes your tail, I’ll use her as a semen receptacle and human fucktoy for the rest of her life. Understood?”
“……!!”
The lesser succubi certainly did not want to be treated as fucktoys.
“Otherwise, I could send you to the ‘farm.’”
“……!!”
At the word farm, the expressions of all three succubi changed in an instant.
“W-We’ll do our best!”
“We’ll give our all to conceal our identities and fulfill our roles as pussies!”
“P-Please, anything but the farm…!”
I did not particularly like forcing them into submission through threats and fear, but when they reacted like that, it was a different story.
“Good. Let’s do our best so none of you ends up at the farm.”
I moved around to the front and lightly slapped the succubi on their asses.
Smack.
“Then… Secretary.”
“Yes, Assistant Trainer.”
“Shall we go take a look at the prisoners Chief Adjutant Arahamond captured?”
While Lilith locked the nearby door, I turned around and snatched up the roster lying beside the desk.
“There happen to be two women, too. Hehehe.”
There were nine newly captured prisoners.
Two of them were women, while the remaining seven were all men.
“You said they were an adventurer team, right?”
“Yes. The Chief Adjutant captured an entire adventurer party. Since you said you needed men to corrupt the women, Assistant Trainer…”
“Like the Dalia case.”
“Yes.”
The Chief Adjutant had also heard how Dalia had been corrupted.
“Humanity’s enemy is humanity itself. The moment someone becomes disillusioned with and feels betrayed by their fellow humans, that despair leads to corruption.”
Dalia had fallen because of men.
If not for Dalia’s case, those men would never have been taken prisoner alive.
Their hearts would simply have been torn out, and they would have become blood bags.
Normally, an assistant trainer ought to deal with the women first, but—
This time would be different.
I would not fuck the women first.
“Among those women, is either of them involved with one of the men?”
“According to the investigation, one of them said she has a lover among the prisoners. The other has kept her mouth shut.”
“Is that so? Well, then we can be certain about at least one of them.”
Instead, I would deal with the men first, so that the women would be unable to rely on them.
“Secretary.”
“Yes, Assistant Trainer.”
“Are you curious? There are three pussies here.”
Lick.
“One is the lover’s pussy of one of their companions, another is the pussy of an innocent adventurer, and the last one is…”
I made the sign of the cross.
“As the pussy of a priestess who believes in and follows a goddess, violating it is the same as violating the goddess herself.”
Clink.
“Aren’t you curious too, Dalia?”
“……”
At the end of the passage, Dalia greeted me with a bloodstained iron mace in hand, her face hidden behind a black robe and mask, and made the sign of the cross.
“Whatever else may be true…”
Clink.
“Those who commit blasphemy against the goddess just to save themselves…”
“They may be killed.”
Grin.
Dalia gave a thin smile from behind her mask.