Chapter 99: Visitors to the Lamia Village (1)
Letting out a seductive moan, Hayang licked my cheek with her tongue and then pressed her face against my hand, as if asking me to stroke her.
I gently slid my fingers into the slightly opening gap in her cheek. Just like a snake's mouth, her cheek parted easily and swallowed my fingers. Then, instead of stopping there, she opened her mouth wide.
"It felt good when you put it in here last time... Would you do it again?"
Of course, I couldn't push into her neck now because my lower body was already buried deep in her pussy, diligently preparing to fill her up.
It seemed she wanted me to use my hand instead.
Wrapping my fingers around her tongue, pulling gently, and lightly stroking the roof of her mouth, I did my best to satisfy her. However, Hayang's expression still seemed unsatisfied.
"Not there... deeper inside... like you did yesterday."
It seemed she was referring to oral sex.
But judging from how her lower body was gripping me tightly without any intention of letting go, it wasn't just about using my mouth to suck her off. She seemed to want her throat filled while her pussy was being satisfied.
Of course, the only thing I could use to fill her throat in this situation was my hand.
'Is this really okay?'
Lately, my cock had grown quite large, but it still wasn't as thick as a forearm packed with bones and muscle.
Yet Hayang shyly opened her mouth, and with no other choice, I slowly pushed my right arm in.
'Just how far is this going?!'
Normally, something would get blocked at the throat, but given her snake-like anatomy, my hand passed through her throat and deeper without any resistance.
It went so far in that I hesitated, afraid to push further.
It wasn’t the fear of digestive fluids but rather the sheer absurdity of my fist fitting into Hayang’s small face. The situation itself was terrifying.
Despite everything, she was breathing just fine.
'Maybe it's because her lust and hunger are being stimulated at the same time, but her grip below is getting even tighter... Argh!'
I couldn't hold on for long and ended up spilling another load inside Hayang.
By now, I had grown somewhat accustomed to the Lamia's intense grip. Timing my release to coincide with the moment her muscles clenched around me allowed me to unload everything I had in one go without any blockage.
But it wasn’t over yet.
'This... this just doesn't end!'
I was completely trapped, unable to even attempt escaping.
If it were just one Lamia, I might have been able to shake her off somehow. But with two of them coiling their tails tightly around me, escape would take significant effort even for them.
Although the number of ejaculations wasn’t that high, the duration of the intercourse had already set a new personal record.
Even when I played with a combat golem containing artificial intelligence inside a homunculus body for 24 hours, I had breaks in between or left it idle for about 10 hours. But this time, I had been actively penetrating them for over 10 hours straight.
While Lamias combined traits of snakes and humans, meaning their mating times were slightly shorter than actual snakes...
I had still been tied up with them for nearly 20 hours.
"Anyone who sees me might think I’ve gotten snake-scale tattoos all over..."
After being wrapped up by two Lamias for over 20 hours, engaging in constant intercourse, even after sleeping the entire day, the marks from their scales hadn’t disappeared.
By the end, even blood meant for my brain felt like it was being squeezed out of my body. If the temperature hadn’t dropped drastically that night, making it difficult for them to move, it wouldn’t have stopped at 20 hours—I might still be tied up, getting milked for more semen.
'I can’t feel my legs...'
This wasn’t just exhaustion from overexertion. My circulation had been restricted for so long that my body had stiffened. Thankfully, while I was unconscious, Mollang and Shuru urgently kneaded and massaged me, allowing me to move again.
'As tired as I am, it seems the two Lamias are just as exhausted.'
They were currently coiled up inside the building, fast asleep. During the time I was passed out, they had quietly curled up on either side of me, sharing body heat as they slept.
This morning, when I regained enough strength to leave, they still hadn’t opened their eyes. It seemed they had pushed themselves to their limits even more than I had.
‘If only they had taken it easy, things would’ve been better for both sides...’
After spending one day bound and the next unconscious, I was finally free after two days. As I stretched outside the building, I glanced at my arm, still marked with snake-scale imprints.
The weather was particularly nice today, and Lamias were sprawled out across the swamp, basking in the sunlight. Since it was still chilly, they moved sluggishly around the village, gathering wherever the sunlight hit the best to warm up.
‘Life as a cold-blooded creature must be rough.’
I had kept Shuru inside the house since stepping outside could mean getting eaten by another Lamia. Mollang stayed indoors too, sticking close to Shuru.
Even Kamang, who was generally docile and obedient, showed her primal instincts by lunging at Shuru and nearly swallowing her. If Kamang was , the other Lamias in the village were bound to be much worse.
Hayang herself had warned me about this. If I took the kids out, they might be devoured in the blink of an eye, forcing me to cut open someone’s belly to retrieve them—a disaster waiting to happen. Of course, she said this while being mid-coitus, so I wasn’t sure how seriously to take her.
Fortunately, I learned that if the kids were swallowed by a villager, and it wasn’t a magical weapon like a Mana Saber, we could cut open their belly, retrieve the kids, and stitch them up without much trouble. Whether to feel relieved by this or dread such a scenario was a question in itself.
I, at least, didn’t have to worry about being eaten in one bite due to my size. However, for smaller species, the Lamia village was a terrifying place. If swallowed, immediate action was required to cut open their belly and save them.
This was much worse than when Kamang nearly ate the kids; being exposed to digestive fluids would make it far more severe. So, I opted to keep them in a bag or leave them with Hayang, who could somewhat suppress her instincts (except when mating).
“Come to think of it, human saints and clergy are supposed to maintain chastity, but that doesn’t seem to apply here.”
Historically, before theology became widespread, primitive deities classified as ancient gods actively encouraged sex, using their priestesses as tools to strengthen followers’ faith.
In other words, passionate believers were allowed to sleep with beautiful priestesses, which helped spread their influence. However, as human society advanced, such primitive religions were rejected in favor of calm and solemn deities as the main objects of worship.
‘Naturally, the temples that claimed to have been with humanity from its inception called this heresy...’
Even the goddess of love and marriage originally represented lust and fertility as a primitive deity. Some say the two divine concepts originated from the same source, but human interpretation shifted over time. Others argue humanity rejected the primitive goddess of lust and fertility, favoring a deity of pure love and marriage.
Either way, it’s just speculation. The gods worshipped by Lamias, goblins, and orcs are simpler than the intricate pantheons of humans.
‘Gods of prolific reproduction, strong warriors, and abundant feasts.’
Simple yet straightforward, even their criteria for divine blessings weren’t demanding.
So, while Hayang could be likened to a saint in human terms, her role was much freer. She was effectively the village chief and a high-ranking priestess capable of wielding considerable divine power. Not only was she not required to remain chaste, but she also used her status as a priestess to claim the first man who entered the village alongside her friend.
I heard footsteps from both the west and east sides of the Lamia village. The dense trees around the village obstructed the view, but the approaching figures didn’t seem to care about masking their sounds.
One side carried heavy weight, their steps brisk and light, suggesting...
‘If they’re wearing armor, this level of movement isn’t possible unless they weigh over 200 kg. Definitely not human.’
Meanwhile, the other side moved quietly, like Lamias slithering through the swamp. However, mixed with those movements was the distinct sound of human footsteps, indicating their identity.
‘Are they the men arriving three days after me for the marriage matchmaking?’
The group on sleds led by Lamias seemed closer, so I went back into the building to wake Hayang.
“Men have arrived in the village.”
Hayang only murmured a reply, hugging Shuru tightly. While Shuru was warm, her small size meant she couldn’t provide the level of heat Hayang desired. Shuru, despite struggling a bit against Hayang’s strength, eventually relaxed, curling up on her soft, cool belly and purring contentedly. It seemed mutually beneficial, but the problem was the guests.
“Shouldn’t the priestess greet them on occasions ?”
“They’ll just leave in anger again, so there’s no need to greet them…”
Hearing the commotion outside, I signaled Mollang to wake Hayang and grabbed my Mana Saber to head out.
“Damn it! I knew something was off when that snake-smelling bitch came to pick us up… You brought us here to eat us!”
“No, we came to find husbands…”
“You expect us to take these disgusting monsters as brides?”
The Lamias, who had gathered around the young men from outside the village, shrank back at their reactions, avoiding their gazes.
“The whole village reeks of snakes!”
“And those scales on their bodies! Ugh…”
‘If you look closely, they’re adorable… Their plump lips are cute too.’
The men had presumably come to meet beautiful women, but being confronted with Lamias asking them to be husbands had clearly angered them. Still, given they must’ve been briefed, was this level of outrage really necessary?
“If you’d reconsider, we’ve prepared a place for you to stay…”
“Send us back! I’d rather die a bachelor than take filthy snake women as brides!”
The other young men shared similar sentiments.
While I had my own moments of feeling the difference between species with Hayang and Kamang, I found it fascinating. For them, though, even looking at Lamias seemed unbearable. They couldn’t even meet their eyes.
The Lamia who brought the men began preparing to take them back when the second group arrived in the village.
Emerging with flicking tongues, the newcomers revealed themselves. Their elongated snouts, split tongues, and bipedal forms were covered in thick scales. Primitive weapons made of bone and stone were clutched in their hands.
Their appearance resembled crocodiles more than lizards.
Even among nations that accepted non- human species, they were classified as monsters. Dangerous and formidable, they had invaded the Lamia village.