Let's Play Violated Hero 5! part 5

This is a continuation of the Violated Hero 5 playthrough I started here.  The usual rules apply: if you’re easily offended by sexy-squicky stuff, now is your time to leave.

Last up Luka-clone got a whipping from sadistic little slime minx, Mel Alice.  Of course that was alternate reality Luka-clone.  Canon Luka-clone took her down.  Again he takes the standard approach of sparing Mel Alice so long as she promises not to attack anyone in the future.

Mel Alice laughs at that, turns to liquid and returns to the lake.  She threatens to force a rematch at any time, which leaves Luka-clone wondering if he’s going to be attacked from a pond at any moment as he leaves the world.

Erm, did we actually achieve anything here?

Back at tree-world and Ariel starts behaving a little loopy.  Luka-clone is having problems working out what she’s saying.  Me, with lousy machine translation (and blocked from google translate for being the centre of all depravity on the internet), has no chance.

Oh, she has to go back and check in on her boss, another angel.  I bet big boss angel is evil as well.

Poor Luka-clone is nothing more than a ping pong ball in big tit tennis.

She chews Ariel out for running out on Luka-clone.  It’s a fairly amusing character-establishing scene.  Ariel tries to sidle off screen during her bollocking and eventually just legs it.

Then she goes back and beats up on Luka-clone.

Despite the way the worlds are connected on the map, there is no choice on which world to go to next.  It’s a nice diagram, but they might as well be arranged in a single line.

World 3 appears to be some kind of cave system.

Filled with cute cat girls with oversize paws.

There’s also another one of the stats-gifting mini bosses.  She’s a flame spirit with the name of Olga.

I throw the fight to see her mini-Bad End.  That involves burning Luka-clone’s clothes off, some trampling on his cock and then a big fireball finish.  Let’s leave alt!Luka-clone’s ashes to rest in piece and return to the last save point.

At the end of the level there’s a big earthquake and world boss 3 appears.  Ah, this is one of the fan designs that didn’t make it for VH4 (or the Another Story add-on for VH4).

These are the Asuras.  Three beautiful martial artists died a ghastly death and were merged together as a monster girl.

Three martial artists?  We’re so getting our asses kicked.

Maybe Ariel can help o—

Oh, she’s already run off.  Call me unnecessarily harsh, but I think our little angelic helper might not be the most reliable ally.

We beat the Asuras without her help anyway.  Luka-clone ver 5.0 is a little badass.

Unfortunately alt!Luka-clone exists solely to run through the Bad Ends.  Don’t worry, buddy.  They might not snap you in half.

In the (about to be thrown) rematch I figure out that the sex attack is triggered whenever the monster girl is dropped to low life (and alt!Luka-clone accidentally beats her.  Luka-clone ver 5.0 - badass even when not supposed to be badass).  I don’t actually know what the sex attack thing is.  I’m not even sure the artist does either.  For some monster girls I think they just go ‘fuck it, generic fleshy sucky tube number 69’.

The Asuras beat the snot out of alt!Luka-clone.  They admire his attempts to try and get back up after they’ve beaten the snot out of him.  They decide to break his spirit with pleasure.  We will taste the joy of surrendering to a strong woman.

That’s not ominous in the slightest.

Then it’s all aboard the Luka-train for the Asuras as they sit on our face.  Wow, those are some abs.  I think even Taylor Lautner of Team Jacob fame might feel a little self-conscious around these gals.  The Asuras demand we lick their pussy or they’ll crush our head.

I wouldn’t argue with those thighs, Luka-clone buddy.

VH5 is working through the classic BDSM checklist.  This time we get the face-sitting and smothering (with a side helping of muscles).

Oh, and some bonus watersports to make it a two-in-one.

Smothered in pussy and drowned in piss, it’s a hard life being a protagonist in a monster girl hentai game.

The next scene has the Asura’s split into three for a bit of group sex.  They’re a little ripped, but I guess this isn’t so bad.  Hey wait, what’s the one with red hair doing lifting our legs like that . . .

Oh yeah, Violated Hero.  Luka-clone is contractually obligated to have something go in his butt for every bad end.

Your enjoyment of this scene will be predicated on how much you dig descriptions of meat spears jabbing away at your colon.

Everything ends up very sticky.  I think the ambulatory bag of semen got burst again.

On the plus side, at least the artwork wasn’t overly cute and cartoony this time around.

Oh, and I have a story to compete with (the only other one I posted in the first half of the year).  Eryzu isn’t a muscle-freak, but she’s more than capable at the rough stuff.

Next time we’re off to world 4, where we’ll be guaranteed even more anal invasions as the world boss looks like she’s made out of naughty tentacles.

Let's Play Violated Hero 5! part 4

The Violated Hero 5 playthrough continues.  The usual rules apply—it’s a very naughty game, so don’t bother complaining to me if you see something that makes your eyeballs bleed.

Last episode was a rather long interlude where the end of game bosses introduced themselves and Ariel taught Luka-clone some magic using the unusual technique of stamping on his cock until white stuff leaked out.  Now we’ll get back to the game proper and head off to World 2.

World 2 is home to the slime girl boss and looks like a big marsh or lake.

The wandering mooks are also some kind of slime girl.  They’re also a vast upgrade on the misery mushroom munchkins of the forest world.  Meet Lara . . .

And Elly . . .

Ariel’s divine protection turns out to be fairly handy as the new special attack takes out most of the Laras and Ellys in one or two hits.

Disappointingly, there is no slime mini-boss like last world’s Lily in this world.  Stage two is a straight runthrough to the slime boss.

We end up at a beautiful lake and while Luka-clone is admiring the beautiful view (and being mocked by Ariel for it) a big blob of goo crawls out of the lake.  It morphs into the form of a beautiful girl.  This is Mel Alice and she rules over the marsh/lake world.

Stop staring at her titties, Luka-clone.  Evil monster girl overlord and ruler of this world, remember.  Focus!

Mel Alice sounds like she’s very much into the ‘S’ in BDSM.  Don’t be put off by that cutesy face.  She thinks all humans are cattle and need to be whipped into line.

Which makes me wonder why Dieselmine chose to draw her like cartoon loli-bait.  A dominatrix slime girl sounds like a fun idea, but the artwork they went with looks like an escapee from a Nintendo game with an outrageous boob job.

As before, I make a save point before the fight with the intention of going back to it for the Bad End.  I faf around in the fight and waste most of my potions until I remember Ariel taught me a nifty new special attack.  That ends the fight in Luka-clone’s fight fairly swiftly.

But this isn’t the point of Violated Hero, so—sorry Luka-clone—time to rewind and trigger the Bad End.  During the fight I notice they’ve changed the sprite for generic slime sex attack so it no longer looks like a curtain of snot.  Still doesn’t look like anything I’d want on my dick, though.

Luka-clone hits the floor and it’s time for Mel Alice to strut her dominatrixy stuff.  Luka-clone begs Ariel for help.  She buggers off.

The screen fades to black, but before we hit the first scene there’s a bit of dialogue where Mel Alice talks about how livestock should have a collar.

So I suppose this shouldn’t be a surprise.  Giddy up, horsey!

The collar is part of the slime girl.  If Luka-clone tries to take it off it starts to constrict until he can’t breathe.  Meanwhile Mel Alice is giving Luka-clone a bit of whippity-whippity on the buttocks.  Bonus credits for taking a classic BDSM scenario and adding a slime girl.  Not my thing though.  I like my BDSM to be more about the sex.  The art design for Mel Alice doesn’t really fit either.

Luka-clone even gets a real ponytail as Mel Alice puts a slime feeler in his ass and waves it around like a horse’s tail.  Hey Luka-clone, you’re a real life brony.

Then the slime feeler ejaculates in Luka-brony’s ass.  Um . . . nice?

Let’s move onto scene two and this is more like it.  Mel Alice enlists a friend, a green slime girl, and they sandwich Luka-clone between them.  With our head on the green girl’s ‘pillows’, Mel Alice grinds away on top.

Hey, this might not be so bad.

“Satisfy me or be melted,” Mel Alice says.

Uh oh.  Are we about to become Luka-soup?

Unsurprisingly Luka-clone comes too soon.  The two slime girls consult on what our punishment should be and come up with . . . ear violation?

Huh.  Green slime girl extrudes some of her slime hair into Luka-clone’s ears and has a rummage about in the grey matter while Mel Alice bounces away on top.  At least they decide to keep us as a masochist toy rather than melting us.  That’s nearly a good end by Violated Hero standards.

When I did a playthrough for Violated Hero 4, at the end I’d run a comparison between the Bad End scene and one of my own short stories.  As I’ve been a little slow on the new stories front (because of concentrating on finishing Succubus Summoning 201) I guess that means Violated Hero 5 wins by default.  I did, however, put a new slime girl story out in the first half of 2014.

If you liked that story don’t forget to check out these stories as well.  Summoning monster girls into this universe for . . . ahem . . . research purposes doesn’t come cheap.

Next up: World 3 and a three-headed, six-armed monster girl.

Let's Play Violated Hero 5! part 3

This is a continuation of the Violated Hero 5 playthrough.  Violated Hero 5 is a sexually explicit (and sexually bizarre!) hentai game.  If you’re likely to bothered by such things please bugger off now.

Last time we saw Dieselmine maintaining their reputation for unhinged Bad Ends as Luka-clone ended up being ingested and then impregnated by the alraune Chestnut.  (This should be advance warning of what to expect from this game).

Now we go back to the ‘true’ universe where Luka-clone won the fight.  Ariel reveals herself to be a bloodthirsty little minx.  She wants Luka-clone to finish Chestnut off while she’s vulnerable.  Luka-clone, being a pathetic little goody-two-shoes hero, is reluctant to do this.  (and Chestnut gives him two good reasons not to)

Rather than off her, Luka-clone forces Chestnut to promise she won’t subjugate and squeeze the energy out of the feeble humans.  Ariel is pissed off with this, but it will keep the players at home happy.  No one wants to kick the pretty girl in the tits, even if she is a semen-squeezing horror.

If you’d seen what happened in the Bad End you’d be singing a different tune, Luka-clone buddy . . .

Ariel tries to ascribe the victory to her divine protection.  Um, not convinced by that.  She definitely seems loopy.  With this world freed (sort of—I doubt Chestnut will be sticking to her promise) Ariel looks for a way to get to the next world.

Ooh, cutaway to a demonic throne room.  Luka-clone’s activities have not gone unnoticed.  It’s time to introduce the main bad guys.

The big bad is Satan him . . . er . . . herself.  She’s supposedly a sadistic tyrant that rules over all ten worlds.  She looks slutty.  We like slutty.

With her is Dragon Princess Safi.  She appears to be Satan’s lieutenant.  I guess that makes her both the literal and figurative Dragon.  She looks pissed off.

So will Satan do the obvious RPG thing of sitting on her ass while the plucky hero levels up enough to be able to beat her?  Nope, she’s going to get out there right now and nip this in the bud.  Smart gal . . . uh . . . supreme demonic majesty.

Back to tree world and Ariel is telling Luka-clone about how they can metastatise to the next world.  Metastatise?  I’m guessing that is a weird translation bug.

Ariel proves she isn’t completely useless by offering to teach Luka-clone some magic.  This is interrupted as Satan makes an appearance along with Pissed-Off Princess Safi.

Being a noble angel, Ariel stays behind to even the odds and at least make it 2 vs 2.

Does she bollocks.  She’s off in the sky before Luka-clone can even smell Satan’s slutty perfume.

So, 2 vs 1, with the 2 being the supreme evil rulers of all the worlds.  Fair odds then.

They shout a bit at Luka-clone.  Seems a little unfair.  Maybe they should have left someone stronger than Little Miss Potted Plant to rule this world.  It’s all Ariel’s fault anyway.  She forced us to do it.

Hmm, Luka-clone, why are you going into battle stance?  This is Satan and your level isn’t even out of the single digits yet.

He thinks he can end this all right now if he defeats the demon king.

Yeah right, like that’s going to happen.

Satan is quite generous.  We get three free attacks, all dealing precisely zero damage, before she slaps us for 9999 damage.  Yep, that old standby—the unwinnable boss fight to set up how badass the final boss is.

With Luka-clone smeared across the floor, it’s Pinched-Face Princess Safi who takes on the mantle of bloodthirsty minx as she tries to talk Satan into delivering the finishing blow.  She’d get on well with Ariel I reckon.  They’re probably going to sexy double-team Luka-clone at some point anyway.  After taking a promising pro-active approach Satan returns to the failbook of evil overlords everywhere and decides Luka-clone isn’t worth bothering with . . . for now.  That’s understandable given that she’s just flattened us in comprehensively one-sided fashion.  I guess we’re going to need to grind through a lot of random mooks.

Once the big bads have departed Ariel decides it’s safe to return and she gives Luka-clone some shit for his pathetic attempt at resistance.

Hey, we tried.  Where were you?

Ariel’s pep talk involves kicking Luka-clone to the floor and stamping on his cock.  Yep, I’m sure that will motivate us.

Ah, it’s the footjob scene.  Every Violated Hero since VH2 has featured a scene where the Big Bad shows up early, smacks the Luka-clone around and then gives him a sadistic footjob to show how powerful and dominant she is.  At least they change things around in VH5 in that it’s the companion that gets in on the cock-stamping.

This doesn’t seem very angelic, Ariel.  Just sayin’. . .

Oh.  Apparently there was a reason for the humiliation.  This was Ariel’s way of teaching Luka-clone a new magical attack.  Uh thanks, I think.

(Now let me go off and have a cry while I wait for my poor battered cock to stop throbbing in pain).

Hmm, that interlude was a little longer than expected.  I’ll break off the walkthrough here.  Part 4 and World 2 can be found here.

Let's Play Violated Hero 5! part 2

Welcome back to the playthrough of Violated Hero 5.  In part 1 I introduced the game and set out the mechanics.  This time we’ll get stuck in.  Usual disclaimers apply—Violated Hero 5 is a fairly extreme hentai game and you shouldn't read any further if such things bother you.

First thing to notice is that Luka-clone ver 5.0 has more in common with Luka-clone ver 3.0 in that he seems to know how to hold a sword the right way up.  Luka-clone ver 4.0 represented a nadir in uselessness in that he couldn’t actually fight and was little more than an ambulatory bag of charge-up semen for his harem of crazy monster girls.  Combat is back to how it was in the other VH games—standard sword and magic attack, and a special attack menu I’m sure will gain options later.

They still don’t appear to have got the hang of making the random wandering mooks sexy-cute rather than ugly-cute.  The artwork is nice, but it’s not exactly challenging my underwear elastic.

The mushrooms growing out of her belly also look awfully . . . suspicious.

The other wandering mook is a palette swap with slightly different facial expression and clothing.  At least she’s cheerful.

As with the other VH games there are mini-sub bosses that give out stats bonuses when defeated.  As with VH 4 these are also sexy(ish) monster girls rather than the generic dragons and trolls that appeared in the previous games. 

In the forest world we have a plant girl in the form of Lily.

I heard a rumour that the mini-bosses have their own Bad Ends as well this time around and I throw the fight to check it out.  This is a new development.  I think.  It might have been in the last game as well but I was too busy blasting them with Lilith to notice.

There’s no new CG for the scene, but it is fully voiced.  Lily wraps us up in petals and I’m not actually sure what she does.  After some suspiciously squelchy sound effects Luka-clone shuffles off to Game Over with a satisfied smile on his face.

One reload and successful fight later and we carry on to the end of the second location.  Before the boss shows up there’s a bit of dialogue between Luka-clone and Ariel, who seems to be along purely for the shits’n’giggles rather than actually offering any combat support.  Luka-clone thinks some terrible monster is going to show up and is surprised when the alraune Marron shows up.  One of the translation sites displays Chestnut instead of Marron, so I’m going to guess that’s what her name is supposed to be.

Luka-clone also appears to be a terrible perv as he spends most of the intro gawping at Chestnut’s big tits until Ariel gives him a slap.

Ah, that’s her role in the party.

Good job really as Chestnut nearly catches us with an ivy tentacle.  Pay attention there, Luka-clone.

That’s a cue for the fight.

Chestnut’s normal attack has her throw pollen at us.  As with the previous two games she also has a sex attack that looks like a green sex toy.  As with the previous two games it’s a bit pointless.  I’m about to throw the fight when I remember that would mean having to go through the whole level and fighting Lily again.  Instead I use up the last of my potions and finish Chestnut off.

But we can’t play through Violated Hero that way.  The whole point of the game is the sexy and bizarre Bad Ends.  Fortunately I saved before the fight.  One save to slot 2, one load from slot 1 and whoops, sorry Luka-clone, I don’t think the fight is going to go so well this time.

The picture shifts to Luka-clone being bound in ivy and with a tentacle tube positioned ominously above his cock.  In goes the tentacle tube for a bit of slurpy slurpy.  After draining Luka-clone of a few ejaculations she climbs on top for a lot of fucky fucky.

Players more familiar with the VH series will realise this is cause for alarm.  The Bad Ends normally consist of two separate scenes and if she’s already jumped to fucking in the first scene, the second is a sure bet for WTF-ville.

Chestnut likes Luka-clone so much she’s going to keep him forever.  One of her tentacles opens up a big mouth and Haumph!  No hanging around this time, eh Violated Hero.  Two scenes in and we’re already at the vore.  It’s the cutaway shot of helpless Luka-clone being molested by naughty tentacles inside Chestnut.  One feeler engulfs his erection and gives it a nice suck while another ends up in the ass.  That’s generally a given—it’s not a Violated Hero game if something doesn’t end up in the hero’s ass at some point.

Personally I prefer the scenes that focus on the big-boobed monster girls, but I suppose it’s unavoidable here given that poor Luka-clone is actually inside her.

Ah, now Chestnut’s saying she wants to put a baby inside him.

Not sure I like where this is going.

Ugh, yeah, nice . . . I guess.  The tentacle in Luka-clone’s ass swells up and so does his stomach as she fills him with spooge.

(horror-head scribbles some notes down for future stories)

And that’ll be the death of my boner.  Now I know what it’s like for you poor bastards when reading one of my more horrific tales.  At least we don’t get the full Alien of Chestnut’s offspring busting out of his gut.  The scene fades to black with Luka-clone describing a scratching sensation in his ass.

(horror-head scribbles down some more notes)

Come back THORN PUSSY!  All is forgiven.

Well I suppose that settles any doubts over whether Violated Hero has gone tame in this installment.  To paraphrase a certain other RPG, “This is Violated Hero!”

Part 3 here

Let's Play Violated Hero 5! part 1

Violated Hero 5 is out and by popular demand (okay, a couple of people requested it) I’ll be doing another Let’s Play similar to what I did with Violated Hero 4.  Obviously this will be more of a ‘Text Play’ as anything I posted to youtube or twitch would last approximately a few nano-seconds before being yanked for dubious content.

The Violated Hero franchise is a series of monster girl hentai games that followed the popularity of Monster Girl Quest.  The makers, Dieselmine, seem to have found a comfortable template and look intent on keeping to that until we all get bored.  Their main strengths are the production values—the artwork is frequently high quality and all the scenes are fully voiced.  Their main weaknesses are the game play—very bland JRPG mechanics with little depth.  Fortunately we’re not here for the game play.  The main appeal (to me anyway) is to see what bonkers craziness their monster girl characters get up to in the H scenes.

Which leads to the usual disclaimer: Violated Hero 5 is a hentai game and I won’t be censoring the nasty stuff as I don’t believe in that nonsense.  If you’re offended by such things or under the age of eighteen please bugger off now.  I don’t have any sympathy for people complaining about seeing nasty things after they’ve been explicitly warned they’re about to see nasty things.  The other disclaimer is a tedious age thing.  A common feature of Japanese monster girl hentai games is that the same character might be rendered to look anywhere from twelve to twenty-four depending on how pathetic/masculine they want them to appear for that scene.  For these games I generally assume the main character is a gormless dude just hitting adulthood (like me, years ago!) unless they make a big thing about it.  We’re here for the sexually dominant big-boobed monster girls.

With the boring disclaimers out of the way let’s start the game up.

Also boring, the title screen.  No sexy big-boobed monster girls on show and the demon throne room looks like the same artwork from the last game.

Onto the introduction.  The previous settings have been generic fantasy worlds with VH3’s feudal East Asia setting being the best.  This time around we’re into higher fantasy as there’s not one world but ten, each ruled over by a different monster girl boss.  Previous Violated Hero games have broken down into ten sub-boss monster girls and five more prominent monster characters that act as recurring characters.  I’m curious to see how this one will work as the boss of the 10th world looks like one of the more prominent characters rather than a sub-boss from the silhouette.

We start on the bottommost world, which appears to have a plant theme.

Ooh, nice artwork.  Very pretty.  That’s always been a strength of this series.

The hero’s name is Sion, but we’re going to call him Luka-clone the 5th because there are protocols to observe.  He’s hanging around treetop Hobbiton being gormless and pining for the heroic life when an angel called Ariel flies down and asks him to liberate the humans from their evil molesting monster girl overlords (what about the humans that like being sexually molested by super-sexy big-boobed monster girls, huh?).

I wouldn’t trust her, Luka-clone.  She’s an angel and angels are always evil in JRPGs.

Luka-clone asks her why he was picked out to be the chosen one to go fight the naughty (oh so naughty) monster girls.  Is it because she spotted the latent spark of heroism burning within him?

Nope, she had a ‘hunch’.

(I think she picked us out at random).

She gets very enthusiastic and then berates Luka-clone for not being enthusiastic about marching off to certain horrible death.  She sounds like an over-excitable Japanese game show host shouting Banzai! before pushing a hapless contestant into an embarrassing torture device masquerading as an assault course.

(I think she might be loopy)

Of course this could also be what passes for entertainment in monster girl land—pick out some gormless lad and throw him straight into the naughty tentacles of the nearest abomination for shit’n’giggles.  In which case I applaud your style, Ms Ariel.

Before we get going, here’s a little guide to help if you want to play along.

The game is in Japanese.  If we’re really lucky someone might make an English translation, but as the past translator of Violated Hero games, Dargoth, is currently buried in Sei Monmusu Gakuen, this might be a long wait.  I use AGTH as a text hooker with Translation Aggregator for the translating.  For more information, this forum on hongfire is very helpful.  Unfortunately Google translate appears to have blocked Translation Aggregator (would appreciate it if anyone knows a fix for this), so we can expect the machine translations to be even more erratic than normal.  Maybe I’ve used TA with dubious hentai games so often now Google has my IP tagged as a blackspot of utter depravity and must block me to preserve the sanity of their monitoring systems.

The game mechanics will be very familiar to anyone who’s played the previous two games.

Current world is displayed on the world map.  They all look themed with forest being the first theme.

Then in each world there are a number of locations to battle through.  In VH4 there was a boss at the end of each location.  In VH5 it looks like the boss is at the end of each world.

Each location consists of a short branching path.

We navigate it through this pseudo-3D screen (like Etrian Odyssey but with less maziness).  The box on the top left is our stats – HP, MP and how much XP to next level.  Arrows in the centre of the screen indicate direction choices.

The options on the bottom left are:

Map.  The bits we’ve explored and where we are (the levels aren’t very complicated—three trips is normally enough to step on every square.)

The status screen.  This breaks down to:

Our stats.  They correspond to HP, MP, Normal Attack, Normal Defence, Magic Attack, Magic Defence.  I don’t know which is which, but after a disastrous playthrough of VH3 that saw Luka-clone’s adventure cut short by placing all his eggs in the basket marked magic and then running headfirst into a boss with ridiculous magic defence, I’ll be spreading the points around evenly this time.

On the left hand side of the book are two options.  The top one currently leads to a blank screen, so I suspect that is for any special attacks I might pick up later.  The one below is the item screen.

Items have different icons this time around.  I still have no idea what they do other than the basic healing potions.

The book is a monsterpedia of defeated enemies.

Here you can go and perv over past conquests.

Back to the navigation screen and the 3rd option on the bottom right leads us to the same item screen we saw earlier.

Okay, that’s a rough guide on how to battle through the game with zero Japanese reading comprehension.  Part 2 is here.

Succubus Summoning 209 (part 7)

And the last part (sort of)

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He lowered his burning sword.  “This was never a fair fight,” he called up to the succubi in the stands.

He recognised the collar as the one Brennan had made, supposedly to keep daemons under control, although it had failed to protect Brennan from Nÿte.  It was much more effective on L’mactia.  Her face contorted in agony as the collar crackled and scorched her.  Segmented legs twitched spasmodically as magical sparks fizzed through her.

“It could never be a fair fight,” Nÿte said.  “L’mactia has killed many experienced warlocks.  You’re just a novice.  Without the collar you’d already be dead.”

Phil knew that.  He realised now why L’mactia had focused on defence.  The collar had prevented her from mounting any attacks.  It had never been a fight.  The succubi had set it up to look like one, but in reality it had more in common with the slaughter of a muzzled and hobbled beast.

“What now?” Phil asked.

“That’s up to you,” Nÿte said.  “Her life is in your hands.  You can slay her in revenge.  Or spare her and let her go.  What do your teachings tell you?”

Phil remembered The Scrote’s lessons.  A warlock should always be ruthless, he’d said.  Kill a defeated foe rather than giving them a chance to come back stronger.

The theory was easier than the reality.

L’mactia was sprawled before him.  Her head was bowed.  “I won’t beg,” she said.

He couldn’t do this.  In the heat of battle, to defend himself, yes.  But not this.  Not the cold-blooded execution of a defeated and helpless opponent.

“Where’s your anger?” Nÿte said.  “She tried to give you a slow and lingering death and nearly killed you.  Don’t you want revenge?”

Phil looked at the defeated spider daemon.  One quick blow to the neck.  It would be fast.

What revenge was this anyway?  The person who’d wanted him dead was Emma Brennan and he couldn’t kill her because someone else had already killed her.  L’mactia was a tool.  Raging at her was as pointless as raging at a gun.

He thought it but recognised it for the feeble dissembling it was.  He couldn’t do this.  Not in cold blood.

His flaming sword flickered out of existence.  The flames surrounding him died away.

“Nope.  Can’t do it.  Not murdering a helpless individual.”

He walked away.  What a shit-poor excuse of a warlock he was.

L’mactia looked up in surprise when the killing blow failed to arrive.  She struggled free of the tangling vines, but rather than charge Phil she ran away and skittered up one of the arena walls.  It was Nÿte she ran to.  And not to attack.  She prostrated herself before the succubus in black.  Then she got up and they shared a passionate kiss.  Afterwards she sat next to Nÿte and rested her head in the succubus’s lap.  To Phil it looked like she was trying very hard not to cry.

Nÿte ran her hand through the spider daemon’s black hair.  She took the collar off and placed it around her own pale neck.  She smiled down at Phil and gave him a little nod.

This left Phil thoroughly confused.  Had he been supposed to kill L’mactia?  Or not?

The portcullis rose behind him and he hurried out of the arena before the succubi decided to give him an even worse daemon to fight.  He went back to the changing room even though he had nothing to change or change back into.  His robe had burnt away when he’d set himself and L’mactia’s web on fire.

He sat on one of the stone benches with his head between his knees.  He had to get away from here.  And Wargsnouts.  He wasn’t a warlock and would never be one.

Rosa walked in with Carny.  “Not one of yours then,” she said to Carny.  “Are you disappointed?”

“He never was,” Carny replied.  “You wouldn’t have set such a hard challenge if you’d thought otherwise.”

He walked over to Phil and offered a good-natured fist bump.

“Fine showing there, dude,” he said as Phil tapped his knuckles.

“It was all fake,” Phil replied morosely.  “She couldn’t fight back.”

“Well, yeah,” Carny said with a laugh.  “Human versus daemon normally only ever has one outcome.  That’s why you guys summon us to fight for you.”

Phil felt soft and weak.  He couldn’t even kill the spider daemon that had tried to kill him.

“Did I do the right thing?” he asked.

The rage daemon shrugged.  “Hard to say with these things.  The consequences of mercy are difficult to predict.  Today’s beaten foe might become tomorrow’s ally.  Or the indignity of the defeat might linger and fester away until they become an implacable nemesis that cares only for revenge.  There are no right choices.  Either outcome is possible.  Only time will tell.”

Phil shuddered at the thought of an arachne like L’mactia becoming his nemesis.

“I think you’ll be fine,” Carny said.  “I doubt she’ll bear a grudge any more than she’d have shed a tear over your death.  Her kind are known for their detachment.”

Carny was hunkered down as he stared into Phil’s glum face.  He frowned.  He put his hands on either side of Phil’s head and peered more intently.

“Oh,” he said.  “Verdé you silly girl,” he murmured, more to himself.  His face brightened and his usual easygoing smile returned.  “Not your fault,” he said to Phil.  “It was her choice to make.  Maybe it was the right one.”

Phil wondered where Verdé was.  Cέrμləa and Nurse Honey had also entered the room.  Verdé wasn’t with them.  He asked the succubi where she was.

“Intruders,” Cέrμləa said with exaggerated seriousness.

Intruders?  Did that mean they were under attack?

“Who?” he asked.

“Some students from your college found the portal,” Rosa said.  “It’s okay.  There are safeguards.  Any unwelcome guests are separated and redirected to random locations within the castle grounds.”

“That was my addition,” Cέrμləa said, beaming with pride.

“One landed in the outer forest,” Rosa added.  “Verdé flew off to find them.”

“Oh, that’s good,” Phil said.  “That place is dangerous.  They’ll need a helping . . .”

He saw the expressions on the faces of the other succubi.

“She’s not gone to help him, has she?” he said.

“Well, they are intruders,” Rosa said.

Phil grimaced.  “They’re fellow students.  Can we at least find out why they’re here first?”

Rosa shared a glance with Carny.  He was smiling.

“It’s unusual, but I suppose we could do that,” Rosa said.

“I’ll look for Verdé,” Nurse Honey offered.  “She likes to take her time with her prey.  There’s a good chance I can get there in time.”

“Where are the others?” Phil asked.

“I can do a divination to find them,” Cέrμləa said.

They rushed from the room, nearly bowling Nÿte over in the process.

“We’ve got to go rescue some novice warlocks,” Cέrμləa explained excitedly.

* * * *

Jack Stone hated the outdoors.  He hated the sun.  He hated mud.  He hated the smell.  He hated the noise.  He hated the trees.  As he trudged along an overgrown path he hated every sliver of misfortune that had brought him to this hateful place.

He walked into a clearing and saw a sexy chick waiting for him.  She was hawt.  Long silky green hair billowed around a beautiful face with full sensual lips.  Her billowing green robes left little to the imagination and her sexy figure matched anything between the pages of the porn stash he kept under his bed.  She looked like a beautiful elf princess . . . with a really dirty mind.

Stone did not hate that.

Behind her a weird plant peeled open and revealed a soft white inner layer.  It looked like a giant king-sized bed with a luxurious, super-soft mattress.  The top leaves were translucent and curled over to provide shade.

“You look hot and bothered,” the girl said.  “Why don’t you rest here for a while?”

She patted the white surface as if it was the bed it resembled.

“With me,” she added.  Her green eyes glittered with the promise of sex.

That sounded like a really good idea.  It was fucking hot.  She was hot.  He was sick of walking.  It would be good to lie down for a while, especially with a chick with a bodacious body like that.

Who had horns.

Stone’s brow wrinkled.  She had horns, wings and a tail.

Succubus!
Fuck, she must be trying to glamour him or some other mesmeric shit like that.  Luckily it hadn’t taken hold.

“Flambasglob!”

Flames sprang to life in his right hand and he tossed a fireball at the lust daemon.  Her seductive smile vanished and she yowled in pain as the ball of fire burst against her side.

Start of a kill streak, yeah baby.

Not quite, although he’d clipped her pretty good.  She held her side and grimaced as she got back to her feet.  Damn, he thought he’d put her down for good.  Now he’d have to hit her with something else.

Or maybe not.

The succubus gave him a fearful glance and then dashed off between the trees.

to be continued . . .

And you don't actually have to wait for this cliffhanger as the whole chapter has gone live on Literotica right here.

Succubus Summoning 210 should be out next month and I'm hoping to get the full Succubus Summoning 201 book out before the end of the year.  If you liked what you read, maybe I can interest you in some other work. ;)

Tomorrow I'll start the Violated Hero 5 playthrough. 

Succubus Summoning 209 (part 6)

Okay, let's see if Phil can put up more of a fight this time . . .

Also for new readers, Phil's previous sexy adventures are collected here in Succubus Summoning 101.  Give it a look if you like what you read here.

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L’mactia bent her legs and lowered her body down on him.  Her labia, puffed up like soft cushions, quivered in excitement.  Her abdomen expanded as she inhaled his energy.  L’mactia gave a low sigh of pleasure . . .

. . . which was cut off with a harsh exhalation of surprise.  She staggered.  The connection between them was broken.  Freed of the soporific weight bearing down on his mind, the cogs and gears of Phil’s brain clicked into life.

“Immolatum nida Flambastinaai!”

A nimbus of fire surrounded him and ignited the webbing in an explosion that knocked L’mactia aside.  The restraining silk burnt away and, free now, Phil rolled away.  As he stood up he realised he was still on fire, although he felt no heat or any kind of burning sensation.

Wow, this was so cool, he thought, looking at the flames flickering over his arms like busy snakes.  This was magic. This was what he’d wanted ever since Recruiting Officer Garner had given him that demonstration behind the McRestaurant.

No time to bask in the elation.  He still had the spider daemon to worry about.  He’d caught her in the explosion.  Patches of pale skin on her right side were blackened and singed.  It was little more than a scratch for her.  The burnt patches of skin were already healing and fading away.

“Gladucx nidafacii Flambastinaai.”

He focused on the flames flickering over his arms and willed them to form a sword.

Super cool.

Unfortunately, L’mactia had backed off to the rear of the arena and was preparing magic of her own.  She recited words Phil tried to pluck from the air, but these were too alien, too quixotic.  They slithered through the grasping fingers of his mind and were gone.  What they left behind was far more frightful.

“You could have had such a pleasant end,” she said.

A ball of dark energy formed in her palm and swelled up.  It hit football size and grew further still.  Green light, the colour of pus from a septic wound, flickered within the roiling ball of shadow.  A horrible, overwhelming sense of determination emanated from the ball.  Phil got the impression it was sentient.  And hate-filled, so malevolently hate-filled.  The ball wanted to smash him from existence and Phil sensed that even if he was able to get out of its way the ball would simply change course and continue to follow him.  It would chase and follow him and not stop until it had utterly obliterated him.

What now?

It didn’t matter.  On the verge of completing the spell, L’mactia staggered as if hurt and cried out in pain and frustration.  Her loss of concentration had disrupted the summoning and the ball of blistering dark energy evaporated before it could fully manifest in this plane.

Phil didn’t know what had caused her lapse, but he knew he had to take advantage.  He charged . . .

. . . and was nearly decapitated by one of her lashing legs.

Stupid.  Reckless.

He had to limbo beneath the scything limb, but in the process lost balance and tumbled on his ass.  Fuck, now he was totally open.

L’mactia didn’t take advantage, instead retreating along the curve of the arena wall.  Phil got back to his feet and was surprised to find himself in the role of aggressor.  He advanced and L’mactia backed away.  Could it be fear of the flames?  Rosa said they were vulnerable to fire.

Another clumsy swing—sword-fighting was much harder than how it looked in the swashbuckling films—gave L’mactia opportunity to put more distance between them.  She twisted her abdomen and squirted a thick strand of gooey silk at him.

Phil moved his hand in a circular motion.  “Shelduk nidafacii Flambastinaai.”  The living flame swirled and formed a shield in front of him.  The strands of silk hit the flickering flames and burnt away in harmless sprays of ash.

He threw fireballs at L’mactia with no success.  She moved in a skittering stop-start manner that made it difficult to track her movements or predict where she’d be at any one moment.  At best his fire kept her on the defensive, but for how long.

He was conscious his internal temperature was rising as he allowed more living flames through the portal he’d opened in his soul.

Burn her! the flames cried as they flowed out of his core and raced through his veins.

Set her on fire!

Set everything on fire!

Phil remembered Rosa’s words.  Summon too much flame and the warlock would be consumed by it—roasted and blackened like a chunk of charcoal.  He sensed that moment was approaching.  The flames wailed their frustration as Phil slowed their flow to a trickle.  The fire raging all over his body died right down.  No more fireballs for him.  He’d have to finish this with sword and shield.

L’mactia continued to keep her distance.  Why wasn’t she attacking?  Or using magic?

Phil was happy to get a break from her attacking.  It was stalemate though.  She was too fast and agile for him to get close to and she seemed reluctant to push the fight to him.  Unfortunately, he suspected the stalemate would last only until he was forced to put out the flame completely.  He needed to do something before then.

If only he could get her to stay still.

Then he remembered Verdé’s parting advice.

He went for another attack, but this one was a feint.  While L’mactia dodged backwards he took the opportunity to crouch down and lay a hand flat on the sandy floor.  Yes, he could hear it, feel it moving beneath him in the ground.

“Ĝiškimiti za bursaĝ ul Urpâdu ni Guberim li Išduum Qištu,” he called out to it.

L’mactia cried out in shock and surprise as green tendrils erupted from the sand beneath her and tangled around her legs and abdomen.  She was yanked to the floor and bound by tangling roots.  She bucked and swayed as she tried to pull her body free.  Now there was fear in her eyes as she saw Phil approach.

“Sheldak nida Magique.”

An anti-magic shield surrounded her.  Phil placed a hand on it . . .

“Dakshel exnida tanja vaarsta Magique.”

. . . and the shield dissipated into shards of light.

The flame sword in his hand was burning down and losing intensity.  It would still be enough.  L’mactia frantically muttered words of magic.  They backfired.  She yelped in pain as sparks burnt livid welts in her pale neck.  Phil raised his sword . . .

He noticed the black collar around her neck.  Electric blue sparks crackled around it.

Hey, wasn’t that . . . Oh.

It all made sense now.

Part 7 here