"Gurgling sounds echoed in the dim cave as a black silhouette slithered along the wall, gliding slowly against the stone surface, entwining around a young girl lying on the ground.
Her luscious hair, as smooth as milk, gleamed with a milky white hue, matching the complexion of her skin. It wasn't a stark, pale white but rather a creamy shade that exuded a subtle elegance. Her neatly arranged bangs, slightly askew from lying on the ground, revealed a delicate forehead and petite, well-defined ears resembling white jade.
The cascading milky white locks extended down to her elbows, then, as if neatly sliced by a blade, were trimmed straight, much like her bangs.
Her hair was divided into three sections, each cut in three distinct strokes: the first section, her bangs, cut in three strokes; the second, her long hair, cut in one; and the third, at the hairline, where two locks, each reaching down to her chin, were cut in one.
This three-part haircut conveyed a sense of delicate charm and restrained elegance.
Her eyebrows, like a crescent moon, curved slightly downward, exuding an endearing allure. Paired with her milky white eyebrows and skin, they presented a refined elegance.
Beneath her brows lay a pair of tightly closed eyes. Though shut, their graceful curvature hinted at their beauty and charm.
She possessed a slender and exquisite aquiline nose, petite and refined. Below her philtrum, translucent and rosy, her lips bore a glossy sheen, inviting kisses. However, now they appeared slightly pallid, whether from fear or some other reason, with a hint of diminished color. Yet even so, it only enhanced their captivating allure, making the girl appear more endearing overall.
Beneath her cherry lips lay a gracefully curved chin. Then, a smooth, marble-like neck, adorned with milky white veins that were not repulsive but rather invited one to lean in and kiss.
Her shoulders, slender enough to be grasped by a single hand, felt astonishingly smooth and tender. If one were to gently hold them, they would feel cool to the touch, yet emanate a warmth, like grasping at the elusive clouds in the sky.
Below her collarbone lay a pair of long and boneless jade hands, resembling precious silk fabrics.
One hand lightly rested on her belly, while the other pressed against her chest. Her perfectly shaped breasts, slightly exposed due to the torn clothing, revealed a hint of snowy whiteness. Although not large, they possessed a symmetrical and enticing allure. Despite being covered by torn garments, it did little to mask the allure emanating from those lovely breasts.
A faint fragrance wafted through the air, permeating the dim cave."
Beneath the whimsically adorable hillock, lies a slender waist that fits snugly in one's grasp, exuding a youthful aura without a hint of superfluous flesh. The curves on either side of the waist gently inward, forming a subtle arc that beckons one to reach out and embrace, perhaps even to inhale the fragrance wafting above.
The slightly upturned buttocks boast an endearing curvature, reminiscent of the innocence inherent in adolescence.
"Gurgle gurgle..." The tentacle continued its exploration across the maiden's buttocks.
Whether it was a trick of the eye or some other phenomenon, the maiden's eyelids fluttered slightly, then quickly returned to their previous state.
Wrapped around her slender, smooth legs were sleek black stockings crafted from the fibers of unique botanicals in this world. Despite the dim lighting, these supple stockings still gleamed with a special luster, a captivating hue of tight black.
The taut, slender leg pressed snugly against the knee of the other, as the maiden lay on her side. Following the line of the stockings cascading down from the mid-thigh, one could see the perfect curvature of the thigh accentuated by the textured black stockings.
As the gaze traversed the knee, the tautness of the stockings outlined a graceful black arc. Beneath the smooth knee lay the powerful calf, its firmness delineated by the stockings, seeming to embody boundless vitality.
The flawless, breathtaking jade feet, meticulously crafted, defied description in their exquisite delicacy. Delicately held, they evoked irresistible tenderness. It's astonishing how ancient people adored women's feet so, discovering such marvels in this world.
"Gurgle, gurgle!" Unfortunately, before such a natural marvel, there lurked an unsightly tentacled monstrosity.
It was utterly indecipherable what manner of creature this was; it appeared to be nothing more than a heap of black sludge. Besides a pair of blood-red eyes perched atop a short, stout appendage, there were no discernible features resembling organs.
Ah yes, perhaps the gaping crevice just below those eyes was its mouth.
The stark juxtaposition!
The nauseating tentacled creature was entwining its tendrils around the maiden's body, sullying her alabaster skin upon her fragrant shoulders with its vile, black tentacles.
Furthermore, within the crimson eyes of the tentacles, there shimmered an eerie light, blatantly hinting at its intentions. One could easily guess what it was about to do next, even with closed eyes!
"Gurgle, gurgle..." Tentacles emerged once more from the creature's body, entwining around the maiden and lifting her into the air.
The creature's form swayed momentarily before its mouth opened wide.
"I... I... know... know you're awake..." It was remarkable how such an evidently soft-bodied creature could produce sounds; it fundamentally contradicted scientific principles!
"...," The maiden's eyelids fluttered, but she remained silent.
"..." The tentacles fell silent for a moment. "Silent, huh... Very well..."
The rhythm of the tentacles' speech still stuttered slightly, but it was much improved from before.
!
"Ah, I am a creature of tentacles, delighting most in harming young maidens, especially the fair ones!"
"..." The maiden's body stirred, yet she remained silent, her eyes tightly shut.
"Do you know? Before each act of harm, I relish engaging in certain activities. Depending on the captured individual, there are varied pastimes. Whether it be an elderly person, a child, a middle-aged soul, or a youth, each offers unique tasting experiences!" The tentacles spread wide, nearing the maiden's delicate face. "Last time, I seized a bald man named Wu Ke..."
In a sinister cave, an evil entity recounted its tale, cradling a beautiful maiden in its grasp.
"I divested him of his attire, then with my tentacles, I struck him, yet to my astonishment, the man named Wu Ke emitted sighs of pleasure, engaging me in philosophical discourse. Ultimately, I meticulously pried open his thoracic cavity with my tentacles, delving deep within, pulverizing every organ! Intestines, heart, liver, spleen... hues of crimson flesh, darkened blood, and assorted innards commingled..." The tentacled entity strained to convey the harrowing scene with its meager lexicon. "Hmm, not unpleasant flavor, akin to chicken, with protein richness surpassing that of beef sixfold!"
Throughout the narration, the maiden's countenance twitched subtly, particularly when she heard the tentacled creature's final remark about the flavor, causing her entire frame to tremble.
"Of course, this merely represents one method of subduing young men. I possess an array of specialized techniques. Tsk tsk, truth be told, I much prefer subduing fresh, adorable young maidens. Their flavor is simply divine, unforgettable even after the act, especially the more adorable the maiden, the greater my fondness..." The tentacles roamed brazenly over the maiden's form, tracing over her neck and ensnaring her delicate bosom...
"And furthermore, I abhor wastefulness of resources, for it is a flagrant squandering of nature's bounty. Therefore, whenever I capture a maiden, I engage in a friendly conversation with her using my tentacles. The duration of these amiable exchanges varies; it could be days, or as in the instance prior, it extended for two to three years. Throughout this period, I sustain her with small apples..."
"You... You might as well kill me..." The maiden bit her lower lip, finally abandoning the pretense of playing dead.
Her voice was so gentle, so tender, that it sent shivers down one's spine, especially coupled with her current distressed demeanor.
"Ah, in comparison to a fresh body, I much prefer a corpse. Have you heard of necrophilia? It entails profound interactions with a corpse. The sensation of necrophilia is remarkably peculiar, particularly when you witness your necrophilic object gradually decay, morphing beyond recognition. This sensation is uniquely unsettling, akin to consuming a toxic substance."
The maiden trembled, her mind conjuring images of herself in a state of necrophilia after being slain, gradually decomposing. A wave of cold and fear washed over her.
"What... What do you truly desire?"
"This, hehehe…" The tentacle emitted a lascivious grin. "I want you!"
"You... You want me…"
"Indeed, I desire you!" The tentacle placed the maiden on the ground, then slowly leaned in closer. "I want you—"
"I want to be your master! Beauty, please accept me as your follower! Let us form a master-servant contract! I wish to be your servant! Sob... Please, I implore you to enter into a contract with me!" The tentacle burst into earth-shattering sobs. "I'm proficient in Chinese, fluent at the tenth level, versed in twenty-nine regional dialects of Chinese. I graduated from Blue Vocation School, specializing in repairing nuclear submarines, overhauling second-hand aircraft carriers, space shuttles, conducting major repairs on nuclear reactors, disassembling and cleaning missile engines, converting unmanned aerial vehicles from manual to automatic, maintaining and replacing filters on spacecraft, conducting space inspections on UFOs, installing welcome pedals on various missile models, cleaning satellite surfaces in high-altitude operations, wholesale of J-10s, F-22s, F-35s, B-2 bombers, atomic bombs, neutron bombs, and the entire Dongfeng missile series. I can also provide particle colliders, capture antimatter atoms, and wormhole repair technology…"
"When you need me, I can transform into Ultraman to save the day, and when you don't, you can just tie me up at your doorstep, and I'll be a dog, woof woof woof woof!" It was truly remarkable that the tentacle creature could even mimic a dog's bark.
"And before, I was a sovereign-level necromancer in the underworld, with rich experience in dark magic. If there's someone you dislike, I can curse or poison them. I'm also adept in magic engineering, capable of crafting magic cannons and firearms without any difficulty. As for magic arrays, I've dabbled in them, enough to be considered a grandmaster on your continent! I can even make space rings, space necklaces, space tiaras, space vibrators, and space massagers! Though my current strength may not match my prime, the roots remain after the tree dies, and an old horse in the sun still yearns to gallop a thousand miles!"
"I implore you, please accept me as your servant, and let us form a master-servant contract! I'm much stronger than any dragon offspring; at my peak, I had thousands upon thousands of bone dragons and specter dragons under my command!"
"Please, I beg you to enter into a contract with me!!"
With that, the tentacle flopped onto the ground, assuming a posture of complete submission.
"…" The maiden was dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events. Everything happened so quickly, the twists and turns were too abrupt; she hadn't fully grasped what had occurred, but regardless, it seemed she wouldn't be eaten. From that perspective—well done! Excellent!