Don't Worry So Much, I Have A Plan. And Don't Call Me Surely. I Still Don't Have A Name.

Everything was ready by the time the Grey Dwarves started to march. I had reconstructed a facsimile of the long corridor that used to exist, between where the Dwarves were encamped and the Dwarven Mining Cavern that became the Heart of my Dungeon. It was a good thing that the Dwarves were approaching from a deeper depth. Because I had to alter and stretch the tunnel in slight ways to make it fit in the space I had work with. By the end of it, I had a long thin passage with no outlets. The Duergar could only move Forwards up the Semi Steep Tunnel or Backwards Down the Slope. The First Step was to Draw the Entire Army into the Passageway. If the Grey Dwarves Separated into Units then my Trap wouldn't be as Effective and I might not get a second chance to kill this Entire Army Wholesale. As it was, what I had in mind was only possible in the timeframe I had remaining, because they were attacking into my Dungeon. A regular Dungeon could only do so much. But I was now More than just a simple Dungeon. As a Dungeon Master there were strict rules I had to follow. But any rule can be circumvented if you can figure out how.

Everything was in place and ready. My Armies were prepared. Now we just had to await the imminent arrival of 1000 Duergar Soldiers.

Thankfully I'd found the time to Remove, Replace and Fireball my Traitorous Emanation Armor. My new Armor stood at the ready nearby should I need it. But I didn't think it would come to that. Eulia took my permission from Earlier as "Permanent Permission" for her to be in my Lap. And I wasn't complaining. Boudicca actually thought Eulia had the right of it and straddled my other leg. My Huge Size made it a comfortable fit for the both of them as they Abused my Bare Thighs to Masturbate in Tandem. Eulia was indeed Commando under her Greek Armor. Her slick sex was unprotected by panties off any kind and was slathering her excitement all over me. She had cum a number of times without much, or any, involvement of mine. Boudicca was in much the same state of fervor. She knew better than to ask for it, but her body was begging me to take her again. Her Black Leather Boyshorts were beyond soaked with her sticky cum. Unlike Eulia, Boudicca had not achieved an orgasam. It seemed that only my Cock against her Cervex would result in giving her relief. Nevertheless her sticky juices ran down her thighs and now coated my own leg. It gave my Daughter a nice lubricated toy to keep her Occupied while we waited for the SLOW AS HELL DWARVES to get into position.

Didn't these Duergar Know that they were preventing me from Breeding my New Women? I suppose that nobody told them I had better things to do than to watch them march. They were very good at marching in step with united purpose. But I had 6 members of my Harem that were about to give birth, 2 little sluts on my lap who needed to be Bred repeatedly till they passed out and an Aphrodite blessed MILF Medusa who was actually pretending to be stoic while Masturbating with one hand beneath her short Toga. She clearly didn't think I could see what she was doing. She was three steps behind and to the side of my Throne. Through my Dungeon Sight I could see everything she was surreptitiously doing with her fingers. Ara'Lea was clearly worked up by her earlier orgasam and the sight of both our Daughters In Heat only Inflamed her own Desires.

DAMN YOU DUERGAR. DAMN YOU. I could be balls deep in my new Medusa Women or Boudicca's tight heat. BUT NO. YOU BASTARDS WOULDN'T TAKE THE DAY OFF TO GIVE ME MORE TIME. Guess I'll have to make extra certain that they all died as painfully as I could make it. If I was going to suffer like this, THEN THEY DESERVED WHAT WAS COMING TO THEM! OK.... Maybe I was being a bit too dramatic.

HEY! You try keeping yourself in a battle ready state of mind while your Dick is rock hard and 3 Horny Vixens that belong only to "YOU" Rubbed their Pussies while thinking about Your Cock being inside them. Then tell me you wouldn't Love for the Battle to be Over.

Thankfully the Grey Dwarves stuck to the script and their Entire Army Marched up My Tunnel in Formation. The tunnel varied slightly, but at most they could only fit 5 Dwarfs abreast. That was one thing I was counting on. The Armored Duergar marched up the Steep Tunnel Incline until they saw something that made them pause. **** them, more like. In front of the Army of Duergar Rose a Wall that went up 7 Feet to become the Floor of the next length of the tunnel. The Duergar were confused by this shift in the tunnel. I watched as several Dwarves stepped forward to examine the rock face.

It'd surprised me that the Duergar hadn't bothered to send any scouts ahead of their Army. I had prepared for it, but the Duergar hadn't Bothered. I wondered if that might be for a specific reason. Maybe they thought it safer refrain from sending out **** Scouting Groups? I couldn't imagine that it was laziness. Dwarves weren't typically Lazy Creatures. I'll have to ask Abria later.

GOOD. They were finally in position.

Unknown to the Duergar Army I had just closed off the route behind them. They were far enough away that I could modify my Dungeon and block off that direction. I had toyed with the idea of just closing off both ends of the passage, but I found that impossible. One of those rules I had to obide by as a Dungeon Master. Their always had to be a way out. What I had done with the Naga had worked because the tunnels I had opened into their Caverns had still been open during the Slaughter. Granted, I had posted my Army Ants to Guard each passageway, so no Naga could escape very far. But I was required to leave an escape option open. Whether it was a good option or not. Dungeons did not exist for the Faint Hearted.

The Duergar were in for a very uphill battle. And a very bloody battle it would be.

I turned to my Javelinier and spoke in a whisper. "ARA'LEA. COME HERE."

Pulled out of her Lusty Ministrations my Medusa Queen straightened the front hem of her Pure White Toga Dress and came to stand in front of me.

I Smiled. "GIVE ME YOUR HAND."

Out of embarrassment, Ara'Lea went to give me her dry hand, but I set her straight.

"NOT THAT ONE. THE HAND STILL COATED IN YOUR NECTAR."

The Queen Flushed heavily but did as I commanded.

I brought her wet fingers to my lips, kissing and sucking off her tasty cum. She moaned in orgasam and I noticed a line of her pussy juices trailing it's way down her upper inner thigh. Then I pulled back.

"I HAVE A TASK FOR YOU MY QUEEN OF JAVELINS. TAKE COMMAND OF MY RANGED UNITS AND SHOW ME YOUR SKILLS. FOR EACH TROUBLESOME DUERGAR ELITE YOU SLAY, I'LL OWE YOU A SINGLE ONE MINUTE LONG KISS TO BE PLACED WHEREVER YOU CHOOSE."

Ara'Lea nodded her head sharply with poise but the hunger in her eyes was unmistakable. She would Kill Every Pain In The Ass Duergar that showed themselves to be a problem. The Queen wanted that reward badly. She walked over to the Clear Quartz flooring to look down upon the Halted Army.

An hour ago I had shown Ara'Lea a new Javelin Prototype that I had commissioned to be constructed for this battle. It was a simple stone shafted Javelin made by My Army Ants. But it was tiped with a long thin DimondWire Spearhead capable of punching through Heavy Steel Armor. Ara'Lea had liked the design, but pointed out a few improvements to be made. My Hives had been producing Dozens more of the Javelins every minute. Our stockpile was now considerable. And it would continue to grow. My Wargames were on Hold. I had over 2100 Ghost Arachne plus their 3 Queens devoting all their DimondWire Production capabilities towards making all of the Javelin Heads they could for this Battle.

An Orange Haired Army Ant Commander Approached the Medusa and held out one of the new Javelins. "We are at your Command My Lady." Every Ghost(Ninja) Arachne and Army Ant in the long passageway above the Duergar Deathtrap silently clapped a fist to their chest in acknowledgement of the new chain of command. THAT'S RIGHT. I had built a parallel tunnel on top of the Duergar's passageway about 70 feet up. Our tunnel was wider on both sides to enable more of my Soldiers to be here and to add room to store hundreds upon hundreds of Javelins and DimondWire Throwing Needles. Over a Thousand **** holes in the floor would let us rain **** down on the Duergar. 600 of My Ghost Arachne And 500 of my Army Ant's best Javelin Throwers awaited Ara'Lea's Orders. She accepted the New Javelin and examined the Duergar through the Clear Quartz Window.

It was the only such window. I positioned it to be just above the Wall of Rock in Front of the Duergar. It was too risky to place any others lest they be spotted by the Grey Dwarves excellent DarkVision. Even so, we were keeping as quiet as possible and had very few active lights. I'd had to be extra careful with my Light Crystals in the tunnels below. Damn SYSTEM. I'd been almost positive that the Duergar would discover my Dungeon lights. But I'd done a good job at making them look like lighting from other bioluminescent sources that existed down here. Good enough that the Duergar hadn't cared to look too closely at how frequent the bioluminescent lights were.

Ara'Lea looked to me, a fire in her eyes. She'd rarely had any chances to strike at her own enemies. Having the chance to strike at mine with impunity gave her a glimpse of what it might be like when the time came to finally destroy hers.

I smiled at her and whispered. "YOU MAY ATTACK WHEN READY."

Several Quivers of the new Javelins were placed near Ara'Lea by Amy Ants who would act as supply drones for the Archers.

Ara'Lea raised her Javelin into the air for all to see and pitched it down through a **** Hole with Speed and Accuracy.

Always target the guy with the Fanciest Hat. That was something all Armies on Earth Learned the Hard Way. The guy with the Fanciest Hat was often a man of importance. In this case, it was a helmet. But he still wore a helmet fit for a General. Adamantium perhaps, but with exquisite Silver or Mithril filigree. Not that his Expensive and Durable Armor prevented his ****. Ara'Lea's Javelin took him right between his Shoulder Gaurd and his Fancy Helm. The Imposing Dwarf leaned to the side while commanding the Duergar to begin scaling the Wall. The DimondWire Tipped Javelin pierced deeply into his body almost disappearing entirely from the **** and Weight of the Throw. My God's Eye Confirmed he was a talented General with several Well Earned Titles and Abilities. Before he finished Dying he got to see the first volley of Javelins and thick Needles tear into his Army from above. That Volley was by far the most effective. The Duergar Army was clumped together with very little space between them. Hundreds of Grey Dwarves were Killed or severely wounded by the Armor Peircing Projectiles. Their organized ranks were devastated. But they weren't defeated. Not by a long shot. Their Training held true and the Duergar raised their Thick Tower Shields in defense. Crossbows were brought out, but their ineffective shots hit only rock. Subcommanders within the ranks ordered a hold on the Crossbows to conserve ammunition. Then they began to reform their ranks and save their wounded comrades as best they could.

I had hoped that that DimondWire Javelins would be capable of Piercing the Dwarven Armor but hadn't had time to test how effective they might be. Glad to see my hunch was correct. The Enemy Tower Shields held up better, but even they couldn't stop My Missiles from doing damage. Most often to the arm holding the Shield. Shield Arms Punctured by Projectiles became an all too common injury. But the Duergar were Still Dwarves and they had that stubborn defiant nature that made them so popular in the Tales. That was why I had more to offer the Duergar Army.

"ARA'LEA, HAVE YOUR TROOPS FOCUS FIRE AWAY FROM CERTAIN WEAKER ENEMY UNITS FOR A 2 MINUTE INTERVAL, THEN SWITCH TARGETS TO RANDOM UNITS ON A REPEAT 2 MINUTE COUNT."

Ara'Lea understood My Command and Ordered a Subordinate Commander to walk down the line calling out the new Orders for all to hear. I saw it when she began her first 2 minute count. Units of Duergar were left wondering why they were no longer being attacked while other units became even worse pincushions than before.

I nodded my head to a Black Spider shaped humanoid figure near to the Darkest part of the room.

That was when my Arachne Shadow Warriors made their debut in my Dungeon. Their pitch black silhouettes came out of the deep shadows on top of the units not being hit with Projectiles. The Males were bulky brutes, twice as tall as my Ghost Arachne and had an abundance of Chitinous Black Armor covering most of their Dark Shadowy Frames. They Weilded no weaponry in extremely sharp clawed hands. Like their bladelike legs their fingers were themselves the weapons. The Black Haired, Black Skinned, Shadow Warriors stomped down on the Duergar with crushing ****, peircing their leg blades clean through their enemies. Not even Dwarf Forged Steel could stop that strike. I saw another Grey Dwarf get grasped by two Black hands. My Arachne Shadow Warrior exposed two wickly sharp fangs and bit down on the Dwarfs exposed neck. Then my Arachne dropped the Duergar, who spasamed and quickly went limp in **** from Venom too deadly to fathom.

As quick as their attack came, they disappeared back into the Shadows leaving only dead bodies and few terrified survivors in their wake who lashed out at Nothing but Shadows. Then, when Ara'Lea switched targets, starting her next 2 minute count, the Shadows crept back into the corridor targeting those random units who were unlucky to be ignored by my Archers. My New Arachne were beyond effective. It was Unfortunate that I only had 68 Male Shadow Warriors. However, My Arachne Daughters assured me that their own Mature Daughters were beginning to lay eggs to supplement their own slow production. This new breed of Arachne Males were terrifying in combat but not as terrible as the Females. They looked like Giant Black Armored Spider Mecha's that could peirce their legs through an Abrams Tank with ease. Scary as Shit. And I had 9 of them so far. Good thing for the Duergar that those Ladies were Too Big to fight in such a small tunnel.

The Grey Dwarves had finally noticed another Gift I had for them. The tunnel behind them was flooding. Not just Flooding. It was already Flooded. The slope of the tunnel was enough that they would have to swim if they wanted to go backwards. I had sealed off the passageway behind them with rock. Then I began letting all the water I had stored up in a Reservoir from my Canyon River expansion Flow in via small pipes I had made at the base of this passage. The tunnel had been flooding the entire time that the Duergar had been standing considering how to climb up the sheer wall in front of them. But someone had finally noticed that their reteat was cut off. Even worse, the water levels were rising quickly. The call went out among the suviving Duergar Officers. They had no alternative. They had to push forwards. The ranks of Duergar began gathering and pushing up the tunnel away from the rising tide.

The Grey Dwarves closest to the front of the tunnel had tried, unsuccessfully, a number of methods to climb the wall. Grappling hooks? Nothing to catch hold of. Use pickaxes to chip the stone and place climbing anchors? Stone is Indestructible. Fire a Mobile Ballista with a Grappling Hook and a Second Shot with a Bolt to try and Peirce a Wall further away. No good, Still Nothing to Catch Hold Of and Walls are Still Indestructible. What worked for them was simple, but something only Strong Armed Organized Dwarves might be capable of. They made a Ramp using Duergar with Tower Shields as the Foundation. It took a few minutes to Coordinate while Under Fire but they stacked up and on top of each other building a Ramp. I was impressed. I thought they would have to resort to using the bodies of their dead. Guess I was wrong.

"ARA'LEA UPEND THE BAGS."

Just as I had planned from the beginning. As soon as the Duergar noticed their plight and begin moving up the Tunnel, I pulled my Shadow Warriors back and readied my next Gift to these invaders. They were going to hate my guts.

I had recently ordered a single sizable bag made of thick Hide to be placed in front of every Archer. My Ranged Attackers stopped firing long enough to Follow Ara'Lea's example and empty the round bulky bags. The bags were emptied down into the **** Holes giving the Duergar a Mega Shit Ton of DimondWire Caltrops to worry about. No matter how they are thrown, a Caltrop always lands to rest on three of its spikes, with a dangerous fourth spike in the air. I had just Gifted the Grey Dwarves with all the Caltrops I could Scrounge from my Ghost Arachne. Immediately, screams of pain and alot of Cursing in a Dwarvish Language ensued.

Ara'Lea and her Peltasts had alot of easy targets when they began to unleash their projectiles again. Many Duergar had lost their footing after stepping on Caltrops and were flailing about unable to put much weight on feet diced up by the tiny weapons. The Caltrops were not meant to kill, only to slow the Grey Dwarves down and bog down the rapid Advance that they had only just ordered. And it did. Their Organized Charge became a Pained Crawl.

I turned to look at another nearby figure. I nodded that his time had come. The Stone Helmeted Army Ant Commander slapped his fist to his chest in solute and raced off on his 6 quick legs. I had considered a myriad of different ways to handle this next part. Send in A Cave Bear, one at a time. Flood the tunnel with Charging WereBoars and trample the Duergar to ****. But every one of those solutions involved using my Dungeon Creatures. My Dungeon Spawned Creatures didn't gain any experience when killing. So I went with the straightforward method of keeping the Duergar right where they were.

As the first of the Grey Dwarves ran up the Tower Shield Ramp my own Army charged down upon them. 4 abreast my Army Ants Charged in at a speed just slower than a galloping horse. With their Long Spears Lowered and Tower Sheilds in place they made quite an entrance. Their stone Speartips were only so effective against Duergar Forged Steel, which was exactly why I had offered the front ranks of my Army Ants an upgrade. With my Dungeon crafting ability I managed to create over 300 Spearheads using the Steel Armor we looted from the dead Duergar formerly under Abria's Command. It was a time intensive process, otherwise I could've made more. I also gave my Army Ants the idea to use the Blades we had looted from the WeaponSmith's Shop as Makeshift speartips. They had affixed every suitable knife and shortsword that was available on short notice. QuickSilver had even been brought in on the project. She supplied over 550 quality Angelic Spearheads before she had to stop to rest and prepare to give birth. So when our Army Ants struck the Dwarves, their Long Spears were more effective than ever before. They peirced Armor and Flesh driving the Duergar back with the weight of their Charge until my Soldiers held the high ground above enemy ramp.

But the Duergar were not beaten. They Howled in Rage and Charged Back Up the ramp pushing their dead comrades aside to make room for others to join them. They Fired Crossbows and Aimed their 2 Ballista at the thick ranks of my Soldier Ants. Neither of the two Ballistas had a chance to fire. I made damn sure of that. As much as I wanted to take those War Machines completely intact, I needed to keep the Duergar from pushing my soldiers back as much as possible. I aimed my Light Spells through the Clear Quartz Window. I had tested this before on a whim and I'd been pleasantly surprised by the slight amplification effect given to my Small Light Laser. Nothing drastic but my Light Spell had a tiny bit more power to it. I was surprised that I could cast my light spell through the Quartz made Indestructible by My Dungeon, so the Enhanced Spell was just a neat bonus. I played my Laser across the ropes of one Ballista until they snapped apart under their own strain. Then I cast the spell again to target the **** Cord of the other War Machine. The Duergar tried to get some Shields up to cover the Ropes but with everything else they were dealing with, they were a second too slow to react. With the Ballistas Disabled, I turned my attention to the Duergar Ramp where the Battle was raging in full. A Battle favoring the smaller body's of the Grey Dwarves and their superior hand to hand weapons. As I watched a Duergar Elite used his Maul to shatter several Army Ant Tower Shields in a single blow. Then he began smashing my reeling Soldiers to ****. I targeted the Duergar but never let loose my next Spell. An Obsidian Javelin pierced the Elite's exposed back and laid him low. Ara'Lea was still racking up her rewards. Good. It would be fun to pay those out.

I'd let the Duergar have their moment of hope. I wasn't going to play to their strengths. It was Time to level the playing field. Through the Quartz I unleashed my Holy Smite Spell into the middle of the Duergar's Living Ramp. Immediately the Entire Ramp Collapsed. Every Grey Dwarf in a 4 meter Radious was smashed to the ground. Then they were eaten from the inside out and turned to dust. The Duergar that'd held up the structure were just gone.

And the waters were closing in. Already the back ranks of the Duergar were beginning to slip beneath the waters. They crowded forwards headless of how they might ruin what semblace of order remained in the chaos. With the ramp gone the Long Spears became a weapon that the Duergar learned to hate and fear. The Armored Dwarves couldn't easily reconstruct their ramp while the Spears could strike down from above and they could be hit from behind by Projectiles. They tried anyways. But the only result was a growing pile of their dead as speartips plunged into Armor. And their major successes led to another Smite Spell rendering even the strategy of piling up the dead into an unworkable plan.

That was how the next hour continued. The Duergar never gave up. But they had no chance of Success. The Tunnel Flooded and the Duergar Soldiers Drown or were dragged under by what was lurking in the water. The 4 Collossal Serpents had dropped down into the water from a Larger hole I'd concealed in the ceiling. They were causing the Duergar to fear the dark bloody water even more than the prospect of Drowning. The Grey Dwarves brought their rearmost Ballista into play and shot into the water attempting to slay one of the Serpents. But Ara'Lea focused her attention onto the Lone Surviving Ballista and directed her 2 Collossal Serpents to Smash the War Machine while her Peltasts Pummeled the Duergar from above. Ara'Lea earned herself another Kiss by Killing another Duergar Elite who Carried a Large Magical Crossbow. The Dwarf landed a good hit against a Serpent and the Bolt promptly Exploded. The wound wasn't fatal but the Huge Serpent was **** to retreat. That attack earned Ara'Lea's Ire and she stalked the Duergar from above until an opening presented itself. She Skewered the Grey Dwarf with one of her Own Obsidian Blood Javelins. After that the Back Ranks of the Duergar lost their Hope to keep the Monsters in the water at bay and attempted to flee further up the Duergar clogged passageway.

But there was no escape from their dwindling tunnel. These Duergar could hold a Shield Wall for Days if they had to. But not while the Floodwaters Crept up their Armor and Monstrous Snakes yanked them one by one into the depths. I had known that from the start. If I had thrown everything I had against this Stout Army on an Open Field I was certain of only one thing. My Losses would've been Horrendous. That was exactly why I had won this Victory. Because most Battles were decided Before the Fighting even began. It all came down to Proper Planning.

As the last of the Duergar Soldiers Fell I pulled my Dungeon Sight away from the Sunken Battlefield. When the Outcome of the Battle had become a Certainty, I had earnestly congratulated my troops and left my Army Ant Commanders in charge. They could handle the mop up while I whisked away my Trio of Smolderingly Horny Monster Women.

As much as I wanted to Take care of our Sexual Needs First and Foremost, I needed to see my new generation of children then Heal My Harem so that they would be ready to Breed again in a few hours. Necessary Duties must come first, then I can see how kinky this Mother and Daughter pair can be. And I'll enjoy Filling up my own Daughter with as much Cum as her Womb and Seed Storage Organ can Handle.