Lewd Dungeon, Chapter 353

Chapter 353 – Group Meeting

Gracie Dixon looked around at her team as they all slipped into the hot spring bath in the thirteenth floor of the dungeon. The Azure Flames were some of the best adventurers in Swamptown. At Level 25 in Tier 2, they were in the running for one of the highest-leveled parties on Earth, actually. At least when you didn’t count alien visitors or the direct servants of Kuronoth.

Gracie Dixon

High Human Female

Level 25 Azure Flame Sorceress / Battleslave Commander

Titles: Genius, Stoic, Masochist

For the most part, she was proud of what the [Appraisal] said about her, when she checked herself. She’d worked hard to get to the second Tier, advancing from a Flame Sorceress / Slave Mistress to what she was now, and both the Genius and Stoic titles fit her well, and helped lead her team to victory, time and again. The Masochist title, however, was something the System decided to add to her, much to her chagrin, during one of their runs through the Black Temple. Being the only woman on the team at the time meant that she was automatically chosen as the ‘lock’ for every door they needed to get through, which was no easy fate.

Fortunately, the title didn’t have any weird psychological effects, like she feared. Well, not directly, at least. It didn’t make her start begging people to tie her up and spank her, or encourage her to start cutting her skin or anything like that. No, it just made it so that, whenever she felt pain she also felt an equal measure of pleasure. Made getting through the Black Temple easier, but it was also very distracting in battle. If she wasn’t a backline caster… well, she probably would have gone to the System Shop to see if there wasn’t a way to remove or exchange titles, no matter the cost.

King Burks

Angel Male

Level 25 Glorious Defender / Master Enchanter

Titles: Beautiful One, Slave

King was their main defender, running a warhammer and shield. He’d started out as a Lesser Angel Paladin / Enchanter, which had been a good mix of defense and offense, while also allowing him to enhance any gear they came across, if he had the right materials. He’d also been the ‘pretty boy’ type, one of the ones with golden blonde hair and an adonis physique, who knew he looked good, and so didn’t need to think too much.

King was the one who had approached her, in Swamptown, back when the place had just been established. Even at that point, before the Black Temple was even unlocked, it was common knowledge that, unless your team was all gay or all lesbian, you needed a mixed team. And since the adventurer population of Swamptown was something like 85% male at that time, competition for women was fierce, especially since the Crimson Valkyries had all formed a party together, taking up a good chunk of the available female population.

Gracie knew that, and had played her cards well. She agreed to join their team, but on the condition that the men all got a [Slave Brand] from her. They’d all be her pets, but they’d get to fuck her on the regular. At the time, most people still didn’t know how her profession worked, and how deeply it allowed her to control those under her brand or collar. The guys, thinking with their dicks, agreed. When they went up to one of the rooms they’d rented to ‘celebrate’, she managed to put her [Slave Brand] on each of them during the gang-bang, and that was that. Of course, then she’d had King enchant a ring for each of them that hid their titles from an [Appraisal], just to be safe. The fact that the rings let them communicate with each other over long distances was a pleasant bonus.

Liam Perry

High Elf Male

Level 25 Order of the Bow Initiate / Master Survivalist

Titles: Well-Endowed, Slave

Liam was lithe and lean, fitting his elven race, but that didn’t mean he was weak. Most people didn’t realize the amount of raw strength drawing a bow took, much less being able to fire repeatedly. And Liam was a deadly shot with his bow. Half the times they fought the larger slimes, like Captain Hentai or the Slime Emperor, Liam was able to end the fight early by accurately hitting the slime’s core with his arrows.

He was also the reason she had had trouble walking the morning after her introduction to the team, when he shoved that monster between his legs up her ass while she was busy riding King. She’d properly punished him for that, obviously. But the former Ranger / Survivalist was too useful to just discard. His ability to pick out useful herbs and materials meant that their runs through the dungeon were usually 20% more profitable than other teams!

Ricardo Langley

Shadow-Blessed Human

Level 25 Shadowblade / Master Assassin

Titles: Stealthy, Nimble, Slave

Ricardo, on the other hand, was an interesting case. The Latino Rogue / Assassin had changed when they rose in Tier, his skin going ashy, and his eyes becoming black orbs. A little unsettling, but the way he could now jump into shadows and do other tricks made him all the deadlier, which is just what they needed in a dungeon.

He was also the only one who had at least tried to make sure she was enjoying herself during the ‘welcome party’, while everyone else was just concerned with getting their rocks off as much as possible, which is why he was her favorite. Yes, he was still her slave, but he is the one who got to enjoy her the most when they weren’t in the dungeon. That also made him her second in command by default.

Ramon Vega

High Human Male

Level 25 High Priest of Kuronoth / Master Chef

Titles: Slave, Devout

Ramon used to be just a generic Priest / Chef. Once the Church of Kuronoth got started, though, he was an early convert. Of course, she didn’t let him get any thoughts in his head of dominating her. No, she made sure that his ‘worship’ involved the giving and receiving of pleasure, more than anything.

He was still their primary healer. While King had some healing abilities, he was usually too busy tanking fights to keep up with the healing needs of the party. Fortunately, Ramon was also at least able to wear armor, and was fairly adept with his mace and shield, so he could contribute to offense and defense, as needed, as well as heal.

Logan Gould

High Human Female

Level 25 High Wizard / Spellscribe

Titles: Slave, Masochist

Logan was the final member of their team, and a more generalist caster than anything. Yes, she had a couple attack spells, but most of the spells she knew were defensive or utility spells. People tended to overlook those kinds of things, but Gracie was well aware of how much Logan’s spells had helped their party out of different situations, to say nothing of his Spellscribe profession, which allowed him to create scrolls with different spells he knew, so anyone could use them, or create ‘Capture Scrolls’ which would ‘catch’ a spell cast at it, allowing it to be used later, even by someone who didn’t know the spell!

Logan also used to be a guy. However, he’d been caught by surprise during one of the Vurlock cullings they’d been on, to try and keep the beaches clear of the aquatic vermin, and took a spear through the eye. Thankfully, Ramon was able to bring him back, but the spell turned him into a her. Which suited Gracie just fine, since it meant that she wasn’t the only one to get to be on the receiving end in the Black Temple anymore.

She sighed contentedly as Ricardo’s length slid into her as she lowered herself down onto his lap. Looking at the others, she said, “All right. We’ve been here before, but let’s review what we know. We still need to get past the Lewd Giant Sand Slime, but we’ve done that before, so I don’t expect any problems there. The issue is what happens after, with the Open Desert floor.”

Logan nodded. “As you directed, Mistress, I went to the System Shop in Miami, and purchased a Mass Flight Spell Tome for myself, and the Wings of the Phoenix Spell Tome for you. I’ve already used my tome to learn the Mass Flight spell.”

“Mmh,” she nodded as she slowly rocked rhythmically up and down Ricardo’s shaft. “So that everyone is up to speed, Wings of the Phoenix will allow me to grow fiery wings and fly by reserving a portion of my MP, though flying will drain stamina. It also allows me to use a couple extra attacks, though that will drain my MP fairly quickly. Finally, once per casting, the wings will prevent a fatal strike, leaving me at 1 HP, so there is that. Logan, what does your spell do?”

“The Mass Flight spell is not as showy or as versatile as your own, Mistress, but if I reserve roughly thirty percent of my mana, I can cast the spell on all six of us at once. It lasts an hour per casting, and, during that time, everyone is able to fly at roughly my walking speed, with fair maneuverability.”

Liam frowned. “Is the flight under your control, or ours? Either way, we’ll need to practice with it before trying to use it in actual combat.”

Logan grunted in response. “Both, actually. If I concentrate on the spell, I can control everyone’s flight as a group, but if I shift my focus, everyone controls their own flight. But it is either one or the other. I can’t control, say, just King’s flight, to pull him out of the way of danger, without taking over everyone’s flight.”

Gracie nodded her head as she leaned back against Ricardo’s chest. “Very good, Logan. Choose one of the boys to eat you out until you cum as a reward. Not Ricardo, he’s busy.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” Logan said, bowing her head, before pointing to Liam. Logan had initially been rather out of sorts after suddenly turning into a girl, and hadn’t entirely been happy with being a second ‘lock’ for the Black Temple runs, but she’d come along nicely. She’d also gotten in the habit of picking on Liam whenever she could, thanks to the way the bowman tended to think with his overlarge dick when Gracie wasn’t there to shut him down.

Ramon forced himself to tear his gaze from Gracie’s bouncing tits as Ricardo picked up the pace, and looked his Mistress in the eye. “If the flight spells avoid summoning Shai-Hulud, that will work. However, all the information the Guild has obtained from the various people doing runs through the desert suggests that the portal to exit doesn’t appear until after the boss spawns. We might be waiting a long while, if that is true, and no one has found the safe room on that floor before. The Lord says there is one, but no one knows where. The leading theory is that he hid the entrance to the safe room in the sand, and so you have to go down through a trap door to get to it, since there is no sign of it above ground.”

“Doesn’t do us much good,” Ricardo grunted between thrusts. “Digging on that floor is almost certain to call the worm, and there’d be no guarantee you were even digging in the right place.”

Finally, King opened his mouth. “Why not use one of those thumpy things that the Pilgrim group did, and draw it out somewhere well away from us? Make the boss spawn, and then fly to the portal? This boss is optional, right?”

“Because first we need to test whether the Mass Flight spell will have some hidden effect that we don’t know about,” Gracie said, patiently. It was always easier to be patient with King when he was doing his pretty but dumb routine if she had a dick in her snatch. “We’ll test Logan’s spell for an hour, and then when he recasts it, we’ll set off one of the thumpers Liam bought, and we’ll fly as quickly as we can to the portal. Let another team worry about finding the best way to kill that worm.”

She shuddered slightly as a nice climax rolled through her, and then said, “So, once we get past the worm, next is the pyramid. King and Ramon, you’ll be the stars there, since your attacks will do more damage against the undead, so you’ll be in charge of clearing a path through the horde of low-rankers to get to the altar. We don’t know how the sacrifice rules are going to work for this difficulty, but we brought goblins from Boca, so we should be covered. If we’re lucky, sacrificing the goblin will get us a permanent pass into the Pyramid, so we won’t have to do something like that every time.”

She reached down, between her legs, to tickle Ricardo’s balls in that way he liked, and smiled as she felt him coming inside her. “Now, the real challenge is going to be after we go into the Pyramid. There’s some nasty mechanics in place, according to the Pilgrims, and we need to be ready for them.”