Rupegia

Chapter 191: Going Home – Part 2

I squeeze Ciel's massive tits with my humanized hands and let out a hungry growl as I pound away at Hana's ass, slapping my thighs against her more muscular ones. She's using [Pain Conversion], so the harder I pound her ass, the harder she cums.

Then Yunia officially begins the Ryder Family Mind Meeting, "This dungeon wasn't much of a challenge for us."

Alissa keeps my mouth busy while Hana squeezes my Cock with her asshole, making me cum and start to fill her up, but she likes it messy and continues moving to spill it everywhere. We have Aoi to clean it up, but there are Companions who want to fuck the little dragon, so she won't be staying here for long.

"Excuse me…?" Lina replies with a frown. She and Aoi worked their asses off to get the guns coming out of the factory as fast as we needed them to, so she's taking offense at that statement.

I release Ciel so that her ass and tits can do that lovable jiggle as the vine arm monkey girl Companion fucks both of her holes with her dual-dick-shaped arm. I have a tentacle inside the girl to stimulate her right back with every thrust, and the lust-crazed woman has already cum five times, but she hasn't slowed down her pounding even a tiny little bit.

"Apologies, I meant in the way of a physical challenge for us," the Queen humbly answers.

She has Kaatohe slowly worship her pussy with little cat licks while she casually fingers a petite court mage elf girl. As the one not getting her mind blown (for now), she doesn't need to detach her mind to be able to participate in the Meeting, allowing her to think more clearly.

Hana also has her mind partially free since I'm not using my full power on her, but she's too focused on fingering Caterina, so she isn't participating much. Her long, strong fingers plunge deep into the mature woman's pussy, whose insides are so strong that she can easily resist Hana's rough and merciless technique, though Caterina's face is scrunching up from the strong pleasure that borders on pain.

"It was more of a battle for our men," Alissa calmly states just as Roxanne begins to sadistically play with her pussy with tentacles covered in little suckers.

I love having my mouth occupied, but I also feel like abusing my obedient fox whore, so I have her attempt to return the favor with her tongue. Alissa is a well-trained pussy eater, though, and her tongue expertly licks Roxanne's pink lips, but the "torture" does make it hard for her to focus on the clit.

"And to keep the Sky Lands safe," Ciel happily adds, her voice so sweet it's like she's drowning in bliss.

Now Hana wants to fuck Caterina, so I let her asshole go free and steal my gloomy loli from her pedo molesters. I've already had enough of anal for now, so I just shove my cock into her tiny little pussy and start pounding as she moans cutely. Belind was tighter, but it was a bit too tight, while Lina has the perfect tightness for my thick Cock.

"But did we 'succeed' like the Gods wanted? The meeting with the Lord of Storms was… bad," Lina questions as she starts to detach her mind because I'm fucking her too well. Still, her voice comes out right next to mine as she glues to me in both mind and soul.

"I believe he'll be fine. He's a big boy," I calmly answer as I cum inside Lina.

Her womb is big enough to hold a single cumshot, so it doesn't spill out like before as I continue to fuck her, and Aoi is stolen by two hungry Companions, one that shoves her pussy at my dragon's face to be eaten while the other eagerly attempts to fist the dragon's fiery insides. I know that those two are dragon sluts since they love Hana and me a lot, so it's no surprise that they can't help themselves in this free-for-all.

"For you," Roxanne steals a meme from my mind, and I force Alissa to finger her g-spot as a reward, annoying my anti-meme fox slut.

And now I want a taste of Caterina's butthole, so I take over Hana and start moving my fingers around her waist.

"O-oh? What are you doing?" the warrior woman concernedly asks like a shy young girl.

"Shh… just enjoy it," Hana attempts to soothe her as her hand sinks between Caterina's ass cheeks.

"Hana, this isn-… ah!" And the [Clean] makes her jump.

Then I push her chest down, then grab her waist and turn her around in two smooth moves. She just remains still, a bit tense, and clearly uncomfortable with where this is going, but that's how I love it.

Fear makes the pleasure more intense, and the great distance between it and pure bliss just makes the mindblowing even more intense. And I'm all about blowing women's minds, but only figuratively.

Anyway, I raise Caterina's hips, then spread her cheeks and shove in my tongue. She reflexively lets out a moan, and I feel her butthole squeeze my tongue, but then it starts to relax, so I start to move in and out while using a thumb to play with her clit.

"Gods, H-Hana…!" she quietly moans, clearly embarrassed, but the truth of who's doing this is a lot sweeter.

"Our purpose was to free the Lord while keeping the Sky Lands from collapsing," Aoi neatly summarizes everyone's thoughts.

Caterina's butthole tastes so sweet… not literally, but I do love the feeling of making a lesbian moan like this. Her cheeks and thighs are powerful, so it feels good to bury my head between them, and her pussy is so responsive to my caresses that it's almost like she's a young shy maiden.

"Yes, I believe so," I reply as I internally pat Aoi's head, and I sense her tail wag.

"Hah… hah… Ha-Hana…!" Caterina's moans continue to rise as her resistance to ass-eating fades, so I shove my thumb into her pussy and stretch her a bit as I pinch her clit.

"The exiled Titans are just a bonus," Roxanne casually remarks.

"Haaaah…!"

I pull back my tongue a bit as she's squeezing her cheeks a bit too much. Licking the outside of her butthole still gives her the tingles without overwhelming her, and her cheeks start to loosen up again after a short while.

"Do you think the 'Throat' will be able to give us anything?" Alissa curiously asks out loud.

Then I push an index finger into Caterina and start to finger her roughly.

"HAAH, HAAH!" she starts to shout, her cheeks squeezing again with each thrust of my fingers, so I focus on tongue-fucking her in between the squeezes.

"We'd do this anyway, even if 'Deepthroat' didn't ask, so this much is nothing," I answer, and everyone nods in agreement.

"HANA!" Caterina shouts, begging for mercy, but neither Hana nor I have any.

"Though the part of 'preserving his civilization' won't exactly be easy," Yunia wisely points out.

"H-HANA!" her cries start to quiver as she feels it coming, so I keep a steady rhythm to not ruin it.

Then I composedly soothe everyone's worries, "One step at a time. I want to know the secret of that divine energy; it's like my draconic form was made to control it."

"HANAAA…!" the corrupted Punisher shouts as her pussy starts to squirt delicious cumming juices that I promptly lap up. I wish I could have my Cock inside her to feel her contractions, but I can get a good feel of them with my tongue and fingers, which I shove deep inside her.

"As you wish, my Divine," Alissa answers just to annoy Ciel, so I make Alissa eat her pussy as "punishment" for both of them.

I can see that Belind is being molested by hungry lesbians, but I don't feel like helping her. I still have other pussies to fill with cum, so I promptly move on to the next one.

Today is the 20th, Tann, Day of Darkness.

Well, it's a bit unfortunate that the party is over today because the hangovers will be mean, but at least it won't risk spiraling out of control. Back down on the land level, city-wide parties always generate trouble for the Townsguard, so these things really need to be well thought out.

As for me, the day starts amazingly, like always, regardless of the Cycle of Mana, and Belind's initiation into Ryder's Cum Guzzlers is perfectly successful. She may be unable to swallow my Cock whole, but she can still lick me to orgasm, and I wake up to multiple messy facials as it has spread out everywhere.

"Damn, what a waste," Hukarere grunts and licks Belind's cheek, then Hana's forehead, then Alissa's lips, and then her tongue touches Aoi's as the two lick Ciel at the same time, but she doesn't even react to it, too hungry for my Cum.

Morning tea is spent going over all the skill-ups. The essence of it is that we all gained +1 to "Wisdom," Alissa has created the skill [Marksmanship], Lina gained the Title "Gunsmith," Aoi the Title "The Solemn," and Yunia "The Untouchable."

"So, what are we doing today? I've finished all of the duties that were assigned to me," Kaatohe questions like a good and obedient wife/concubine. She may be useless for anything household-related, but she is a prime example of a noble wife.

But what I want her to do is bend over so that I can fuck her all day while she wears these sexy, semi-transparent pants… but there are still some remaining tasks that we need to take care of before we leave.

"Just rest. We might be going home soon," I declare.

And she smiles in delight. "Good. I miss the castle."

"Of course, you do," I wryly hum back. I actually do like it when they act snobbish like this because it gives them a "refined" aura, which enhances the pleasure I get when they're ahegaoing from my Cock.

"I'll be observing the Titan refugees. I'm not sure what to make of them, but godless beings sound dangerous," Caterina shares. Then Hana smirks at her, and she stiffens up, trying to hide her real feelings, which are embarrassment and a lot of happiness.

"Your presence will ease the men," Ciel sweetly states, and her voice instantly has an effect on the proud Punisher captain, who relaxes, then puts on her stern mask again.

And I calmly add, "I'll contact Oritiki and have her supervise the transfer. She seems kind and mature, so I'm sure she'll do her best to make their journey more comfortable."

"That's a great idea, Your Highness. I have a lot of respect for the leader of the Celestial Horns," Caterina eagerly replies.

Who doesn't? Maybe Hihiriwa…

After we eat and refresh ourselves, we start wrapping up our final tasks.

Yunia receives Avtande instead of Alissa because I want my fox girl with me. Her Blessing increases my Sanity, and I kind of need it for what I'm about to do.

But first, the Queen waits in her seat as the black, winged, demon race man comes in. He stops as he notices her, perhaps both because he was expecting Alissa and because he's stunned by her beauty.

"Avtande, your creation saved lives. Name what you wish, and we shall reward you," she promptly begins, not waiting for him to recover.

His jaw hangs slack for a long moment, and just before a drop of drool can start to escape his lips, he suddenly recovers and straightens his posture. I notice his wings flex, and I get the impression that his arms are also flexing under his shirt in an attempt to look more attractive to her, and the idea of that actually makes me horny.

If only I could fuck Yunia in front of him…

"I wish… I wish…" he begins but suddenly stops and bites his lip in a very non-sexual way. It seems like he's struggling to say it, but then the reason is clear from his tone as it's filled with shame, "I wish for money."

And Yunia unhesitatingly replies, "A hundred rose coins; you saved many lives, but if you stick around, you might be able to save more."

His legs quiver, and he almost falls on his knees as he stumbles forward.

"A… a hundred-…?!" he starts to exclaim, but the words die in his throat.

"The price of a few royal lives, and we're still being cheap," she replies matter-of-factly.

Then he actually falls on his knees, and it's too bad that he's too far, or else Yunia would offer her feet for him to kiss.

She waits for a couple of seconds, but he seems to have gone catatonic, and she has no patience for men like that, so she stands up and repeats, "If you wish to save more lives, come seek us out again. We might have more work for you, but it won't be related to cursing others like how you were seemingly doing before."

Then she leaves and has someone hand him a note when he recovers in case he didn't hear her right due to his state.

Meanwhile, Lina and Aoi look into repairing the Ryder Special 120mm Field Gun that got damaged by the divine javelin that hit me. It's actually a damn expensive repair job due to it having been made of the super magical alloy darksteel and enchanted to hell and back to not blow up when it fires.

But now that the parallel events are done, we can focus on talking to the Throat.

The overly large and overly handsome bald man slowly sits up, his mind still clearing up. His muscles were likely very stiff, but Roxanne guarantees us that her concoction has dealt with that, plus his hunger, so we believe he shouldn't be suffering, even after sleeping for a whole day.

"{Humans}…" he dryly greets after a long moment.

I think about how to reply for a second, but it's better to just be direct, "{Throat}…"

What a damn awkward name.

"{Have you completed my request}?" he impudently continues.

I'm starting to get used to being royalty because his tone irritates me a bit. "{The exiles will be transported to our land. They're packing up right now}."

"{Remember that they must continue what we started}," he boorishly repeats.

"{You understand that means they'll also advance our civilization, right}?" I question sternly.

And his shackles jingle as he raises his head in shame and turns his nose away in a snobbish manner reminiscent of an elf. "{Our God was the great Golden Light, not Destruction, who abandoned us}."

I sigh softly and reaffirm, "{Very well, then we'll indeed have them rebuild their civilization}."

"{Now, what did you want to know about our God}?" he questions, and I dare say his tone carries a little hint of eagerness.

"{How did he get that energy? That white, 'divine' glow}," I immediately ask.

"{He funneled it out of the core}," he proudly answers.

"{'Funneled'}?"

And he slowly nods as he answers with a dreamy tone, making his shackles jingle again, "{I saw it happen many times. It was a magical funnel made of raw, warped space}."

"Cores are very sensitive and weak. A mere scratch could break one," Yunia states as she walks into the room.

"{Cores are sensitive. How didn't it break}?" I repeat in Reo.

"{By being very careful. Our Genesis says that the divinity allowed him to resist the Shackles}," he answers piously.

"{So he just stole divinity; never achieved it on his own}?" Ciel angrily blurts out, and we give her a surprised look. Then she looks down, and her face warps into a frown as she explains herself, "{Dungeon cores were made by Creation. To steal their energy is to steal Their Blessing}."

"{Creation allowed his 'energy' to be stolen while it was used to resist Destruction. You should be glad we did that}," the Throat replies impudently, now angering me a bit as he's just aggravating her.

"{Energy that you used to attack us}," she somberly states and glares at him.

"{Yet you still massacred us by the hundreds of thousands}," he replies in the same tone.

"{Let's not start that kind of argument}," I interject with a stern tone.

"I'm sorry," she immediately apologizes and lowers her head again.

She's lucky she's cute.

And now she's pouting at me.

Before he can let out another barb, I turn to the Throat and demand, "{I want to know everything you can tell me about that 'space funnel'}."

"{I can give a demonstration, though I lack the skill to make it as fine and detailed as our God did}," he calmly answers, enjoying the idea of showing off.

The golems step forward, instinctively standing between us and the Throat to protect us, but I wave them back.

"We'll observe from a distance. The glass can hold against anything he can throw," I state.

"Put the armor on, just in case," Alissa requests, and I nod.

After some quick preparations, which include having Alcander join us to witness it, we remove the emellanat shackles from the Throat. He barely seems to care that they're gone, though, as Roxanne's potions must've healed any bruises they would've made after pressing against his skin for so long.

"{This much should be simple for you humanoids}," the Throat snobbishly states. Then he raises both hands in front of him, and the space between them starts to warp.

It visibly twists and coils like someone is playing around with photoshop, and then it stabilizes into something that looks like a drill.

"{Push the tip in and hope that you don't break the core}," he follows up and lets out a soft snort.

We all turn to Alcander, but the proud imperial man is frozen, seemingly sweating cold.

"That is impossible for me, Your Highnesses," he stiffly whispers.

"Well, shit," I mumble and sigh.

"I apologize," he continues.

So Ciel reassures him, "We weren't expecting this to be easy."

"{Can you move it around}?" Roxanne curiously requests.

And the Throat nods. "{Not easily, but I'll try}."

"I think I get it… a bit. But yes, it'll be hard," she relays through [Bind] to not hurt Alcander's little feelings. She has my understanding of space that she can use to complement her magical knowledge, so it gives her a better perspective.

"Well, I'll leave you two to it," I state and start turning around.

"Weren't we supposed to just rest today?" the lazy succubus worriedly questions.

"He doesn't have long to live…" I awkwardly point out.

"Oh…" she hums and has the decency to blush.

I snort and pat her shoulder, then leave.

We check on the Lordsguard as they're using Samkelo's War Crime barrels to deal with the remaining Titans, and our soldiers have taken the warnings to heart as they're being very careful with them. It's hard to control something you can barely see, so they're using our court mages to deliver precise strikes right to the center of Titan clusters.

Now the last thing left to do is to talk to The Four, and then we're out of here. No offense to the Sky Landers and their gorgeous fantasy-sci-fi city, but I crave home… and the pussies there that await me.