Devil Slave (Satan system)



The expression Bodat had on his face when A222 returned, and all her voluptuous breasts and ass had gone back to normal, was priceless.

His eye even twitched a bit.

However, A222 pretended not to see him and headed straight for Lenny in the Nursery.

When she entered the nursery, she was surprised to see an array of weapons spread on a table. 

They were Pincers, Hammers(from Manta's limbs), Katanas, and a few other weapons Lenny had picked on a random.

She did not make noise on entering.

Besides, she did not want to disturb him.

At the moment, Lenny was.... 'being Lenny'.

He was whispering to the arranged weapons like a man trying to seduce a group of young, frashly mature ladies in a party. Trying his best with pick up lines to see the unlucky one that would fall for his charms and follow him back to his room.

From time to time, he would even make seductive eye contact, then he would wink at a weapon or two.

As she watched, it became even more bizarre.

Lenny stroked a blade tenderly with his fingers.

Like a wife seducing her over working husband.

Just when he was about to kiss one of the weapons, she could not take it again.

*Cough!* She faked a cough before it progressed to something further.

"I see you are already getting ready!"

Lenny raised a brow at her, "don't you know it is rude to interrupt an orgy!?"

"_" 

A222 was speechless at those words.

"Any ways," Lenny continued, pretending not to understand her confusion.

"So did you do it?"

She nodded, "are you sure it will work?"

Lenny smiled, "what do you mean? Can't you see it has already started?"

As he spoke, the bell rang across the gladiator classes for meal time.

Food was one of the few luxury in this place.

For a people that burnt energy ceaselessly, food was essential.

Those without enough points, would not be able to enjoy food.

However for the very first time, today was the one day of luck those broke gladiators were favored by the heavens to have.

After all, with what was inside the meals, only chaos was to unravel next.

Today, B class Gladiators were to go first.

One big, cocky B class Gladiator cut the line to be in front.

He did this regularly. As the strongest in the B class, he could do whatever he wanted and the other gladiators only had the choice of shutting up.

The one gladiator that wanted to talk, having being new to the class, was smacked in the face by a tray.

That gladiator would unfortunately not even be able to participate in the fights.

Then again, he would forever be grateful that he stood for what he believed was right.

After all, while he was taken to the infirmary to get patched up, the gladiators were enjoying their meals.

This particular boss like the other gladiators in the B class noticed the little meat balls in his meal.

Meat was practically exotic in this place.

To be served meat meant that one had very favored from Cuban himself.

The Gladiators all ate excitedly, with some of them ordering for more food.I think you should take a look at

They spent a lot of their points.

It was almost impossible to see meat in meals.

No one wanted to let this opportunity pass them by.

It was time to rush into battle.

They rushed out of the dinning halls and straight for their weapons before running into Arena fighting ground.

As there entered, the demons in the Coliseum hailed as they normally would.

However, some thing was not right.

The first person to feel it was the B class Gladiator that bullied another with a tray.

He had a lot of points and had ordered six servings.

His eyes suddenly became red as he looked to his side.

It was a man standing close to him, but he did not care about the gender one bit.

He jumped on the man, ripping the man's armour.

The man tried to struggle and push him off, but he would not have it.

The meat substance A222 had put in their food was the heart of the centipede chimera Ant that served as very strong Aphrodisiac.

At the moment, the aphrodisiac had kicked in, and it had kicked in violently.

Before the sight of the demons and the other gladiators, he stripped down and forced his manhood into the other man.

The man screamed as the frustration of the sudden pain he felt from his rear made him wave his hands with a sword.

The big man mounting him had been too gone in horniness to even notice before the blade stroke his neck and blood splashed everywhere.

The demons laughed and cheered at this.

However, they was more.

Gladiators were suddenly mounting each other for sexual release.

It was happening every where and with everyone.

One of the gladiators even rushed for the dead body of the big guy for penetration.

The demons incharge of the occasion were perplexed by this.

Whether make or female, every one filled with sexual tension mounted something.

This suddenly became a sex rampage.

The eyes of the gladiators went red as the only thing on their minds was sex.

The demons in charge rushed into the arena with their whips. However, it was of no use.

No matter how they beat the gladiators to even back-bleeding level, they did not obey.

At the point they were at, pain could do them nothing.

One of the gladiators even jumped on a demon, attempting to hump him.

Of course, the unfortunate fellow was ripped in two. His blood bathing the demon's body as payment for his disrespect.

The demon audience, unaware of what was happening screamed and laughed at this new kind of entertainment.

It was richly interesting to them.

Unknown to them, this was not just a problem with the Gladiators in the fighting ground, but also those within.

Right now, it was chaos every in the Arena.

Order had been thrown out of the window and the demons could do nothing about.

Even whipping was not working.

This was an unrivaled battle of the loins.