Butcher Demon

Chapter 26: Stupid Play

As I was sowing my seed to the woman as usual in the prison, I heard footsteps coming from outside the cage.

–Follow me.

Today’s girl was new and had only been raped by me for a few hours. I was a little annoyed that I was being interrupted in my work just when I was about to start, but I had no choice.

I left the red-haired woman on the floor, still covered in tears, and gave her a hot spray on the face as a souvenir before getting up.

I was curious to see how she would react the next time if I left her like this. I was a little curious. Most women are afraid or even reluctant to put their bodies in my hands the second time around, but I wonder what will happen to her. This girl was the energetic type, and the next time will be interesting.

As the alien entered the prison, I was hurriedly made to put on a paper bag and an apron, then poked on the back and walked out.

I walked down the corridor and the environment instantly changed.

The warm interior was lined with wood, and the floor was clean and polished. Strange furnishings. A sense of civilization. This is the main area of activity for the aliens.

If they can build something like this, why is it that the place I’m crammed into is a dark, cold, stone prison?

The same goes for the cell. Isn’t that a bit too skimpy? I wonder if the Butcher has some kind of obsession with creating the atmosphere of a rape site.

I walked up the stairs and eventually arrived in front of a large door.

There was a perverted fox woman waiting for me.

She exchanged a few words with the alien who had been leading me, then gallantly opened the back door.

I walked in, transfixed by her bushy, wagging tail, and found myself in a room that had the feel of an office.

A lone pig sat on a pompous-looking desk.

No, of course, I know. This guy is an orc. He looks very well-dressed, like a senior alien officer.

By the way, it seems that they are fantasy orcs, and there is a jinx among soldiers that women will go crazy if they are held by these guys, I wonder if it’s true or not. The actual battlefield is a battlefield where you can’t afford to do anything like that. I’d like you to demonstrate it next time. If you want, I can lend you one of my offerings. It’s a sex showdown between the Butcher and the Orc. but it must be tough for the women to be used in the competition.

On either side of him were aliens who seemed to be his bodyguards. One of them was a tall, slender man who looked like an elf. A thin, shining white circlet on his forehead was impressive. He had a reverent look about him.

The other was a female ninja.

She is a Kunoichi, or rather dressed like a ninja. However, I could tell she was a woman by the swelling of her breasts and the neckline of her waist. Anyway, is it okay for a ninja to be so imposing? I mean, the term “ninja” refers to people who hide in plain sight. I’m not sure if this is the type of thing that was introduced mistakenly by Japanese culture.

“＆〆、※＆〆☆◇★〒？”

“◎□〒▼★△＃※§＃、◎□〒▼★△＃※§＃”

The perverted fox woman and the orc officer started talking about something. I’m not sure what they’re talking about, but it’s probably about me. since I was brought all the way here.

Then the Orc officer stood up and faced me. He begins to stare at my beautiful body. I wonder if he’s as strong as the fox lady, but he doesn’t seem too afraid of me.

Aren’t you too cocky for a pig? I’m going to eat you. I’m not afraid of Hepatitis E.

Orcs have some of the ugliest faces in the alien camp. The hobgoblin and demi-goblin from the other day were both rather ugly, but he still had a muscular face, whereas this orc is a completely flabby pig.

I feel relieved when I look at this guy. He has a very soothing face. As the representative of ugly men, Butcher can’t help but feel a sense of camaraderie. I think I’ll just enjoy looking at it instead of eating it.

Eventually, the Orc officer who had been watching me with a stinking gaze clapped his hands, and a maid-like person entered the room.

He grabbed the maid’s arm and threw her out at me.

The maid collapsed on the floor.

With black eyeballs and vertically split silver pupils, she’s look up at me with a frightened look.

What race? I can see a reptilian tail on her butt. It’s got demonic eyes, but no horns. But it’s not a lizardman, either. I don’t know. But in a word, I just want to shove it in right now and make it say, “Higii, forgive me, master”

Sometimes aliens are like this, a species that I can’t even guess at. Like the eyeball monster that is still holding the control device behind me.

That eyeball looks weak, by the way. It may be easy to take away the device, but if it’s that defenseless, it seems like it has a backup mechanism.

As I was standing there thinking about this, a command came to me.

–Rape.

Oh, are you sure?

As I stared at the demon maid from under the paper bag, she let out a small scream and began to shake as she stumbled.

As I am highly trained to have sex while being observed from behind a mirror at all times and checking my own disgusting state in the mirror, I have no hesitation even in this state of public view. I’m as confident as a legendary porn star. I don’t have the slightest sense of shame about being in front of people. Even in front of you guys, I’m going to do it without hesitation.

I took a step forward. There is no command to stop.

I went to ……. My first alien.

I think it’s a reward for the other day. I’m so happy.

The demon maid has a scary look in her eyes, but she seems to have good style. I can tell by the feel of your palms, you’re muscular. I also like frilly clothes that I’ve never seen before. The fact that I can’t really see your body shape because of the maid’s outfit makes me more excited. I’m going to try it with the dress on first.

I walk up to her and reach out my arm, my boner rising with excitement.

–Wait.

What the heck?

A gasp escaped under the paper bag. Just in time, the brakes of rationality kicked in and I stopped my outstretched hand.

The next thing I knew, the dangerous sound of my teeth clacking echoed through the room. Everyone in the room’s shoulders jumped at the sound.

–Back up.

I jerked my fingertips and withdrew my hand. Step back. A thick snort of huuu…… escaped. I dared myself to stand upright and calm myself down.

After a while.

-Fuck her.

I accelerated and attacked her with a swoosh. I swung my arm to rip off the demon maid’s clothes –wait and stopped.

–Back up.

This fucker…..!!

Seriously pissed off, I crouched down in front of the demon girl, pounded the floor with my fist, and let out a brazen beastly yell.

The whole room resonated and the window cracked.

I saw the demon maid faint and slump to the floor, and I regained some composure.

I get up and step back.

Frustration. Frustration.

Butcher’s body temperature is high. If he gets overexcited, steam will sizzle up from his shoulders.

The orc officer looks at it and becomes bitter. The perverted fox lady is stealing a glance at the bulge in my apron. Before I knew it, two of the Orc officer’s guards were standing in front of me.

The fox woman and the orc officer talked about this and that for a while, but I was too bloodthirsty to pay attention.

I wanted to rape the fox bitch until she cried and apologized for taking me out to play such a stupid game, I wanted to rape her all over her holes until she cried and apologized, and I wanted to hang the Orc officer and smoke him.

I want to trample elves and ninjas and fuck them all up together! Is the elf a man? Whatever, as long as there’s a hole. I just want to rampage! I want to pour my filthy seed into that devilish maid until her womb breaks.

–Take a deep breath.

Take a deep breath. If you want, you can count the prime numbers like “that priest”[1]. Two, three, five, seven……. Now that you mention it, does your name sound a little like the Butcher’s? There’s always someone behind me who can blow my brains out. Relax.

…… You fools. You’re my superiors and you don’t know the connection between the Butcher’s libido and brutality? I’m just frustrated that he’s interfering with my work.

It’s always the soldiers in the field who get the short end of the stick because of their shitty superiors. I’m not going to let you get away with this.

Unbelievable!!!

The butcher’s murderous snarl rolled out from under the paper bag unconsciously, grrrrr…….

The Orc officer noticed this and hurryingly gave an order, and I swam back to my prison, my thoughts painted red.

When I returned, Abigail was there.