The elf’s pole had small suckers resembling bumps, which stimulated the inner walls each time it was inserted or withdrawn.

Of course, since it was a gentle force, there were no injuries, but they couldn’t pull out their g*nitals recklessly.

As a result, female elves were often subjected to forced mating by their own kind, while males found it easier to prey on females.

The reason why the elven race survived for thousands of years without extinction was precisely due to this ruthless mating method.

“Rosé, you look troubled. You’re drooling every time I thrust.”

“Hu… Ah… Uh…”

“Oh, you’re drooling down there.”

The commander ran her hand over her p*ssy and gasped. Not only had the cl*toris grown larger, but the surrounding area of the l*bia was also moist.

He wiped his hand, damp with her fl*ids, on Rosé’s p*bic hair. The frothy fl*id clung to the hairs, forming white clumps.

“You’ve swelled up so much, even though mine isn’t that big. I wonder how much more it’ll bulge if I thrust it all the way to the ut*rus.”

The long, dark elf’s hand hesitated around Rosé’s navel. Thump, thump. Every time his tentacles delved deeper into her v*gina, the area below her navel trembled slightly.

His hand soon moved up to her navel. If he were to insert it into her a$s, he could make her cry out until here.

“Huhh, ah… hah, haa… ah, nggh…”

“That’s right. Your ut*rus must be itching like crazy. It’s about time for something thicker, Rosé.”

Amidst the folds of his trousers, a dark elf’s unmistakable black c*ck popped out with a throb. Even the veins appeared dark crimson, making it seem like a formidable weapon.

“Phew, it’s been a while, and it’s nerve-wracking to use it again, and so are you, Rosé.”

The last time he had touched a human woman was 350 years ago. The only humans who dared approach the ‘Realm of Death’ were those foolish enough to hang themselves from trees.

It was a brief moment of satisfaction. After tasting the pleasure, he’d have to kill her, but enjoying the circumstances would be enough.

The Commander looked at Rosé’s lower c*nt, where the tentacles had taken up residence. Her wing-like l*bia minora were crushed, and the thick tentacles were no match for her v*gina.

If he forced his way into her body, it would tear up her v*gina. But that doesn’t matter. She had to be killed anyway.

“It feels like getting f*cked twice… Well, not necessarily in a bad way.”

Grasping the root of his c*ck, the Commander leaned in at an angle and aimed for the v*gina. But just as the gl*ns touched the l*bia majora, a wide-eyed Rosé cried out.

“Wait! I don’t like that place!”

Her voice was unexpectedly strong and resolute. She was determined not to let that thick, black object touch her like tentacles.

“Somewhere else! Please, somewhere else!”

Somewhere else. It seemed to intrigue him, and he raised an eyebrow as if interested.

“Have you ever been used as an entry point?”

“Uh, no.”

In response to Rosé’s hesitant reply, the commander chuckled and even shook his head.

I thought she’d had some experience with having a c*ck pressed down her throat when she cried out so loudly to out it somewhere else, but she’s a virgin. But it wasn’t bad.

“Just a moment.”

The Commander grabbed the wooden tentacle that was pressing into her p*ssy.

It seemed he had to release the restraints if he wanted to put something in her mouth, but then all the effort he had put into tormenting her p*ssy would be wasted. There was only one solution.

Snap!

The branch-like tentacles broke off, and Rosé, who had been bound, fell onto the soft ground of the clearing. Fortunately, she didn’t get hurt.

After taking a moment to assess her condition, the commander snapped his fingers three times, this time at the grass.

“This should do.”

“Oh…!”

Green grass started creeping up Rosé’s thighs. Not only that, it reached her armpits and tightly enveloped her ample br*asts.

Bound entirely by the grass, Rosé had no choice but to kneel before the commander.

This time, the grass descended towards Rosé’s mound and began to tickle her cl*toris. Ahng…! An unintended moan escaped her lips, and the commander grabbed her hair tightly.

“Open your mouth, human.”

In Rosé’s brown eyes, a sinister manifestation of a dark elf shimmered. It had jet-black ears like poisonous mushrooms, and a slightly lighter blackish-brown pillar with flushed hues. Thick, pulsing black veins were visible even to the n*ked eye.

I have to swallow this…?

“Wait, I’m not mentally prepared yet…”

“Ah, is it not as w*t as expected?”

The commander nodded willingly, gripping Rosé’s chin forcefully. Rosé resisted, desperately trying to keep her mouth shut.

Tsk. Annoyed, the commander coldly spat his saliva into Rosé’s mouth.

“Do you want some more?”

Approaching Rosé, who still hadn’t grasped the situation, the commander’s small and plump lips quivered with his saliva.

He couldn’t hold back and swallowed Rosé’s lips. Mmm! Mm-hmm…! Hoo-hmm! His thick tongue slid into her mouth as if plugging her airway, delivering saliva down to her throat as if he were blocking it off.

Rosé’s throat bobbed incessantly. Just as she had swallowed enough saliva, the commander persistently nibbled on her lower lip as if it were a n*pple.

“Mm… Yes, mm…….”

Under that gentle caress, Rosé’s eyes grew hazy again. It felt dreamy and floaty. Even if he were to fill her throat with his c*ck, it seemed like it would be pleasurable.

“It looks like you’re ready.”

The commander held the back of Rosé’s head and pulled at the corner of her lips. His manhood was pressed against her navel, completely rigid. As he gently shook his grasp up and down, the frothy pre-c*m splashed onto Rosé’s lips.

Dark elves’ secretions were generally a bit cloudy. When he ej*culated, it would shoot out thicker and stickier than pr*cum.

“Swallow the tip first, I wonder how far you can take that little mouth of yours.”

“Ugh… Ump.”

The gl*ns, slick with pre-c*m, slurped into Rosé’s mouth. The commander inserted his pillar, firmly centered on her lower body.

“Uuuhhk!”

“Gulp, you’re barely eating anything. Open your mouth wider.”

“Hooogh! Ump!”

The commander, covering Rosé’s nose, lifted his waist forcefully. The gl*ns, which barely touched the back of her throat, slid smoothly down to the back of her throat.

Feeling discomfort in her throat, Rosé clamped down on the gl*ns. She struggled to pull it out, flailing her arms, but soon the tentacle adhesive wrapped around her wrist.

With her whole body restrained by the tentacles, Rosé had no choice but to accept the incoming p*nis.

“Aaah……. You’re pretty good at squeezing without me teaching you. I’ve never had my c*ck leak like this before. Gulp, I’ll make sure to you feed you well.”

“Ump! Cuck, cough!”

Ignoring Rosé’s whimpering, he pressed his thighs together and slowly filled her hole.

Her thin lips parted in a vicious, almost tearing motion. A shiver ran down his spine at the sight of her gobbling up the dark flesh.

“Huff, almost there. Open your mouth wider.”

The commander’s grip on her hair tightened, and his muscles bulged. But due to Rosé’s futile resistance, his c*ck couldn’t progress any further. Given the situation, there was no choice but to force it in.

The commander lifted his head briefly, exhaling, and then firmly grabbed Rosé’s hair again.

“Press your tongue against the back and open your throat. It won’t hurt that way.”

After a muffled warning, the commander forcefully thrust his er*ect tip into Rosé’s throat. Gulp! Gulp! Useless gagging followed, and tears of discomfort streamed down.

The p*nis slid smoothly up and down her throat. The commander looked down at Rosé, who was crying and gasping for breath. Her face was so beautiful that he wanted to possess it just as it was. It felt like he would burst with excitement.

“I’ve never wanted to f*ck so badly. Rosé. I feel like I’m going to c*m any minute now. Ah, Rosé!”

“Gulp, hic! Hng, hng!”

The throbbing gl*ns slid down the narrow path of her throat to the deepest part. Her slippery mucous membrane clinging to the flesh of his c*ck struggled to squeeze out the pre-c*m.

Pressing firmly like this was no ordinary skill. He had to clench his b*ttocks tightly to avoid exploding like urine.

“Ugh… ah. I can’t finish before a human does.”

The thin tentacles wrapped around Rosé’s cl*toris. Then, they started to twist and exert pressure as if tying a knot.

“Heh, hic! Hng, hic! Hng!”

The response was immediate, as the teary-eyed Rosé turned bright red and whimpered. Finally regaining his composure, the Commander pushed harder, sending her tumbling to the floor.

It was the humiliating position of being f*cked while lying down. Rosé’s body shuddered.

“Mmm! Ahh, ahh! Hm, ahh!”

The wooden tentacles slowly approached between Rosé’s legs. The split tip of the tentacle resembled the commander’s c*ck. It pushed through her entrance, filling her inner walls tightly once again.

Squirming, it deeply penetrated her c*rvix. Each time it did, a sensation close to ecstasy shook Rosé.

“You’re clogged up with c*ck, down and up, and you don’t know what to do. Does it feel so good. Rosé.”

“Ah, ah! Hm, ah!”

Rosé tried to feign nonchalance and lowered her head, but she couldn’t deceive the dark elf who had lived for nearly a thousand years.

Her body was rejoicing as it accepted the man’s p*nis. It was the fate of a lustful body.

Squish, squish. The sound of their mingling fl*ids was embarrassingly audible. As the tentacles slid against her inner walls like snakes, the scent of sweat grew stronger.

At that moment, Rosé raised her hips and trembled her thighs. It was her cl*max.

“I can’t hold back any longer. Have a taste, human.”

With a swift motion, the commander, lowering his waist, forcefully penetrated Rosé’s mouth. The drooping t*sticles slapped against her chin as they dripped down.

She couldn’t breathe. With each thrust, the demon’s coarse p*bic hair pressed against her throat. It was soaked in her fl*ids and reeked of a male scent.

At one point, the columnar flesh against the roof of her mouth burned. The tip of the gl*ns twitched, bubbling from the tiny hole. Rosé’s ears twitched as she felt the movement.

With a blink, Rosé cleared her blurred vision. But all she could see in front of her was the button of the commander’s pants. She was reaching her limit, struggling for breath.

“Ugh, ugh…”

As she gasped, the Commander pinned her head against his thigh, pushing her deeper. He let out a long sigh, as if taking care of some business, and pushed himself further inside.

After a short while, hot l*quid shot into her throat.

“Ugh, ugh, ha-ha…!”

The cloudy s*men went down Rosé’s throat without passing her tongue. She tried to cough and spit it out.

But the commander was still ej*culating. He even rubbed his p*bic hair against her throat and let it spurt out lazily all the way to the tip.

〈SYSTEM〉 ‘Dark Elf Commander (Class B)’ strategy changes the stats.

Sensuality +5
Sociability +2

With the gl*ns held in hand, the commander, still in a state of excitement, spoke in a commanding voice.

“Now, get ready to receive it in your ut*rus, human.”

The way he teased was a typical act of harassment. Unfortunately, that wish did not come true.

“Ugh! Wait, what is this…!”

The body of the commander who was giggling suddenly began to break like cookie crumbs.

Rosé, who had swallowed the s*men, watched the disappearing dark elf with narrowed eyes. The hands and feet that had been groping her body like a pervert were suddenly scattered in the air.

The contemplative commander stared at Rosé before even losing his face. His eyes were full of astonishment.

“You couldn’t be…”

Even his voice mixed with resignation and relief disappeared into the air a moment later. The commander’s magic disappeared, and the tentacles that had been restraining Rosé also returned to the ground.

The unexpected guy had died. Rosé spat out the s*men stuck to her palate and said,

“I beat him.”

It wasn’t with a cool sword, but she beat him nonetheless. And it was even a B-Tier victory.

“What was that at the end?”

“You couldn’t be…”

It seemed like something else was heard after that, but his tongue turned to dust, and his pronunciation was crushed.

Rosé, who staggered to her feet, looked blankly at the traces of the commander, who had turned into black powder. The Rosé who had cried at her first f*llatio was now gone. One corner of her mouth twitched down sullenly.

“This is just ridiculous.”

Could this be the legendary tale we’ve only heard about? To c*m and disappear. Even if it’s hazardous waste, it’s too unbelievable to lack probability. Even the CEO of Bingye Holdings laughed at the probability.

Well, it’s a game where you save yourself with your body anyway, so a good thing is a good thing.

Rosé picked up the black cloak that the pulverized commander had left behind.

It was meant to cover her half-n*ked body from the tentacle monsters. But an unexpected thought came to mind.

Black Cloak (B-grade)
A black cloak imbued with the evil energy of a dark elf. Increases magic resistance while wearing it.
Effect: Protection +++
Durability: 99/100

Rosé searched all over the black cloak but didn’t find anything suspicious. With three pluses, it seemed like a good item.

Kraaaack!

“A human voice?”

Someone’s scream echoed through the forest. Startled, Rosé flipped over the black cloak that was supposed to increase her magic resistance.

Fortunately, it was big enough to cover her body and even her face. Rosé ran in the direction where the scream came from.

The sky was getting darker. She had a bad feeling about it.