In other part's of the world, chaos was breaking out. As monsters who had allied themselves with Ilias and her forces began to create mayhem. The world was beginning to feel the impact of the new age, as monsters (a few having never seen humans before) began to move in force. Many of these monsters had at least once tolerated the monster-lord, now believing Alice the 8th to be the new queen of monsters, decided to obey her, and had gained power in exchange for this obedience. The real reason why so many monster's had willingly obeyed the pseudo-lord, was due to the fact that monster's fed on semen, and occasionally the flesh of man and women, and the pseudo-lord had not only enabled them to go on mass-rampages, but encouraged it. She wanted them to wage war on humanity. Though Luka didn't know it at the time, Alice the eighth and her forces, were allies of Ilias.
The prisoner had a clever plan. Deep within the dungeon the man was hiding a small blade on his person. Blessed with sliver, and the "power of Ilias", the blade was supposed to help at least slow down, if not kill monster's outright.
The dungeon was dank, dark, and even as the prisoner felt the fluid on the ground, not all of which was water, he shivered with fear. He had seen what they did. The beautiful... almost human looking women. And despite his body's purely physical reaction, he was afraid. He didn't want that sort of end. Though a small part of the man's mind whispered that it wouldn't be a terrible end to a rather average life. It was only moments like this which separated the weak and stupid from the heroic. And just this once, the man wanted to be heroic. He heard the cries, of the women and children. He felt his body shake, betraying the appearance he would like to have shown. He knew at any moment, one of the three women who had taken over, would appear. And in that moment he would have his one and only chance to escape. And he hid the blade in his shirt, on his back, and the cold sliver of the blade helped the man focus, feeling it's power and temperature on his skin, kept him sharp and ready. When he heard the first soft footsteps on the stairs leading down to the dungeon, the entire dungeon was silenced. Fear was the only emotion the prisoner felt, even as he saw the first glimpses of the vampire he somehow knew he was fated to hunt. Or be hunted by. She was smiling, her eyes looking downward.
The woman who walked in, possessed a beauty only even a royal monster could have. She possessed physical beauty, and the very air around her seemed to glow, as if her own beauty was so supreme that even the air around her was affected by it. Long blonde curls went down her back, as her elegant and classically beautiful face lit up in a smile, in an almost kind smile, but the eyes, red and fearsome, perhaps tainted by the life-force the woman stole from both men and women, revealed her true nature, the monstrous thirst which filled her beautiful and tempting form. Her hips swayed in a fashion which made the prisoner feel lust invade his mind, as he momentarily imagined his member inside of her, her wetness drawing him deeper and deeper, until the two of them would mutually orgasm. But he quickly focused, fear returning when her mouth opened and revealed two sharp, wicked fangs where her teeth should be. Her large chest was also something he noticed, her breasts barely contained by the red "bra" she wore, somehow oddly appropriate for her nature, as a vampire.
Her voice was soft, invading his mind when she spoke "So prisoner, how are you? Prepared to submit?" She asked, smiling, that kind, glowing smile which hid her teeth, her mouth closed in an expression which would have enchanted the man, any other day, but today, given the circumstances he felt only fear. "Prepared? I am prepared... to kill you!" The man said in a voice which started as a whisper, and grew with each syllable he pronounced, and in a speed he could never imagine he'd have, the prisoner swung his blade toward's the queen. In a speed he had never seen before, the vampire queen simply blinked, yawned and then swatted the blade out of his hand, in a motion that was far better and several times faster than the blade's speed and the blade flew out of his hand, his lack of expertise in holding the blade having cursed him.
"I'm a kind-hearted queen." She whispered, smiling softly as her hand went to the prisoner's face, his jaw agape at her speed and power, the gentleness of her technique also shocked him, as he fully saw the massive differences between the two of them. He felt numbed, as she began to stroke his face, her incredibly soft fingers exploring his cheek, touching each centimeter of skin. "But when I am defied... I become thirsty. I want to drink something. And... feel something." She moaned, her voice going from soft, to alluring, to irresistible in a matter of seconds. The vampire's bra fell off, in a way that only a vampire could make it do, and as the prisoner watched it drift down, he felt his member harden. When he looked up, he saw that the queen's breasts were large, and inviting, and felt the need to rest his head on them, wanting to feel their softness. She smiled, her fangs revealed, and she sighed softly stating "I promise, my bite doesn't hurt. It feels so good to have your blood drained by me..." She whispered, her eyes glowing with lust, with desire, to drink the blood of one of the only men brave enough to defy her. She opened her arms, spreading them wide, inviting him into her embrace, an invitation he readily accepted.
Resting his head on her chest, he felt her soft fingers expertly strip him of what little cloth he had on, as a prisoner, and when she began to softly stroke his member, he closed his eyes, and even though a small part of his mind was screaming, his body ignored it, surrendering himself to the vampire queen. Her soft breasts enticed him, and made him unable to pull away, entrapping him in her mounds, as pleasure slowly and lazily took over his body. When his first orgasm occurred he almost didn't notice, the main reason why he was aware of the orgasm, was the lightness he felt directly afterward, and the gasps, and soft moans of the vampire queen.
She went down on her knees, using hidden physical force to make the prisoner lay down, and took his semen-soaked member in her mouth, licking and slurping it like candy, slowly and expertly using her tongue to coax extra semen out, as he continued to slowly orgasm, until the member laid limp, even if it was just for a second, she slowly and surely used her tongue to surround and thoroughly tease his penis. His penis grew harder and harder, until it felt like she had a solid, hot rock in her mouth, and began to suck, soaking his member in her slick, hot, oozing saliva, which grew hotter and hotter, and vibrated, due to her nature as a monster, an evolved species whose body and fluids are designed to cause orgasms, to trap and contain sperm, both for the purposes of reproduction and for the purposes of food. When he orgasmed again, he released nearly twice as much cum into her mouth, the taste hot, and sour, delicious to her palate, making her want more, though he wasn't a good lover. She was thankful she hadn't been truly attracted to him, otherwise she'd want to dominate him, not kill him.
She rose up, still swallowing the last of the cum he had produced, and then got on top of him, mounting him and effortlessly surrounding his limp member with the heat of her breasts, and the moment she touched his penis with her chest, he got hard, and moaned, his mind already her's, and dedicated to her satisfaction, not that he could satisfy her. It was impossible for someone so... weak willed. Her breasts produced a nearly instant orgasm, as his body began to weaken, and she could the speed of his heartbeat, a bit faster each second. When it finally stopped, his face was that of someone in orgasm, even as his penis began to cool.
The vampire queen frowned, at the weakness of the one man brave enough to defy her. And she went to contact Promestein. The angel would need the news of this situation. In order to give the hero the order to move.