"Oh sure… make the man do all the heavy lifting…" he grumbled.
"Hooray for sexism!" I replied with a smirk.
"Be careful Ash, the inside appears to be filled with barbs, try not to jostle them," Lysander called out.
"They might need some Chloe attention once they're out," I said, and looked behind us, seeing nobody there. "Uuhh… where's Chloe?"
Lysander met my eye, stared at me for a second, and I could almost taste the exasperation in her expression. She just sighed. "Is it always going to be like this?"
"Um… rape monsters constantly coming out of nowhere and attacking us? It seems like it…"
"Let's just hope whatever grabbed her didn't take her back to its lair…" Lysander said.
The two of us tiptoed through the foliage, backtracking a bit. We wouldn't go too far, splitting the party was always a bad idea, that was tabletop gaming 101. Luckily, Chloe was nearby, and it didn't take us all that long to find her.
It was a flying squid that caught her. They were… squid sized, about the size of a housecat if you didn't count the tentacles. Compared to the other two monsters we'd seen, they seemed pretty small and weak. I was sure they'd try to rape us if they could, because this was a fucked up rapeworld and of course they would, but I wasn't entire sure how they were expecting to manage that.
But now I saw. It was like a scene out of the movie Alien.
Chloe was writhing on the floor, moaning pitifully with a squid latched onto her face, tentacles fully wrapped around the back of her head. This squid was some sort of stronger variant, not much bigger overall, but its tentacles looked thicker and beefier than normal. If the other squids Lysander exploded were all level 1, this one looked like it would be level 2 or 3.
It was slurping and slapping, making juicy noises while humping mercilessly against Chloe's face. It was thrusting fast and hard, keeping a frantic pace without slowing or tiring. Chloe gaged and sputtered, moaning and groaning in misery. She seemed… pacified rather than truly distressed. She was clearly being face raped, but she was just laying there, taking it like a good girl rather that actually fighting it off. I doubted the creature was truly hurting her.
"Healbitch," I scolded harshly. "This is not the time to fool around."
Chloe moaned and whimpered pathetically, making vague complaining noises, but unable to form any actual words with… whatever it was… stuffed down her throat. She held her hand over her pussy, as if debating whether she wanted to masturbate in front of us or not. She decided to keep that one shred of dignity intact, and moved her hand away. But she still clenched her thighs together, attempting to stimulate her drenched pussy without her hands, almost getting off from the sheer humiliation of being seen in her current predicament.
She slapped at the squid with her palm and tried half-heartedly to pry its tentacles away, to no effect. The squid was firmly latched onto her and seemed to have a deceptively strong grip. Her attempts at struggling seemed to do the opposite of what she wanted, just encouraging it to speed up and rape her face harder. She whined in defeat.
"Honestly, we should just leave you like this… Would you like that Healbitch? This is clearly what you deserve. We leave you alone for five minutes and you end up letting yourself get facefucked by a squid. You know what? If you want us to save your pathetic ass, beg for it.
Give us a proper apology for making us come all the way here to find you, and then maybe we'll stop this thing from using you," I scolded her harshly, doing my best impression of a bitchy dominatrix voice.
Lysander glanced at me with a raised eyebrow, not quite understanding my desire to bully her. I smiled innocently in response. Chloe moaned in humiliation, and wobbled up to her knees. Straining against the monster's weight on her neck, she tipped forwards in a kowtow.
I waited for a good thirty seconds, to let the humiliation really sink in. Chloe obediently stayed in position, choking, gagging, and quivering slightly. The monster didn't seem to even notice her change in position, thrusting away into her throat without a care.
"Okay you're forgiven this time," I said.
"Lysander, want to do the honors? Your missile is probably safer than my firebolt."
"My friends are all hopeless perverts," Lysander sighed.
She held out a palm, and the squid exploded in a purple flash and a splatter of green goo, completely covering Chloe. She immediately retched, and reached into her throat, grabbing the severed end of a long tentacle. She yanked hard and pulled it up out of her throat in one go. To my complete lack of surprise, it was a dedicated throat raping tentacle, conveniently the width of an average human penis, and nearly ten inches long. It must have stretched all the way down her throat.
Chloe coughed and groaned miserably, spitting out a mouthful of snotty green goo with the consistency of semen.
"I levelled up, my most noble Mistresses. I'm level two. I can be more useful to you now," she announced cheerfully, a masochistic smile on her face. "Probably drank two whole litres of that disgusting monster's cum… Oh I feel so full…"
"Good to know that the blessing converts the Taint from monster rape as well as Lord Vyreth suggested. It seems it's a viable alternative method for accumulating and converting Taint from monsters we fail to kill," Lysander said thoughtfully.
"Come on Healbitch, you have work to do," I grinned sadistically at the girl, and she bowed her head again in response.
"Of course, Mistress."
I led the way back to Ash and the plant monster's two victims.