With minor challenges and some practice

An incredibly warm and wet sensation greets you when you wake, and you crack open your eyes to see not just Rea but also her two trainees bobbing upon your three lengths. Cindy and Annie seem ecstatic that you forgot to put away the extras, claiming your left and right members respectively, while Rea takes her usual position in the middle. The three of them have dreamy looks on their eyes as they devote themselves to your pleasure, each with a hand buried between their legs as they enjoy the taste of your cocks in their mouths. With the triple threat it isn't long until you feed each of them their breakfast: the two junior maids' eyes roll back in their heads as they savour the warm, thick liquid filling their mouths and making its way down to their stomachs.

"Mmm, wha—" Aethane stirs to your right, and then Kay to your left, awoken by the slight thrusting of your hips when you came. The two look down at the three beauties cleaning off your members, make eye contact, then simultaneously turn their faces to yours with mischievous grins.

"Hey babe, don't you think your two favourite hotties should get some treatment of their own?" The wolf woman nods in agreement at her younger friend's words, so you retract two of your members to the protests of their attendants. It isn't long before the ex-adventurers' glares are hidden as the two monster women take their heads and guide them between their legs. The three of you lie on your backs side by side as you enjoy the attentions of the humans and elves sworn to attend to your every need. "Ooh, that's a much nicer way to get up. Say, didn't you have that thing today?"

"What thing?" You groan a bit as Zalreanne's expert tongue licks its way around your glans.

"You know, that thing Athy was roasting you about yesterday before she came around? Like, your plan to get everyone to attack you?" She wraps her hands in Cindy's red hair as she talks, moaning as she enjoys the skilled maid's probing tongue and eager fingers.

"Oh, right." You give a grumble and see the flashing window at the edge of your vision. "Work, work."

Aethane lets out a laugh between moans and pats your head. "Poor Azazel; you live such a hard life in your little dungeon." Her teasing is cut off by another moan as you reach around from underneath her and maul her perky breast, pinching your nipple between your fingers to a surprised but appreciative yelp. Kay shoots you an envious look so you do the same to you, and her satisfied smirk is replaced by a yelp of her own as you go to work. Fully surrounded by supple flesh, you mentally wave over the popup, determined to at least do a bit of work as you enjoy the women around you.

World Bounty: Avenge Mannfred's Mansion
Mannfred von Brennenburg, noble of Fairweather Bay, has had his house sacked by a dungeon boss and his cohorts. The city guard has issued bounties for the return of a large mana crystal stolen this way and for retributive actions against the daemon. Teach Azazel to keep the peace in the crossroads city!
Notable Living Monsters: 11/11
Day 1 of 3
All gold rewards are doubled.
Azazel's champions and level bosses will drop epic items suitable for adventurers up to level 40. (First **** per monster only)
Azazel will drop unique items suitable for rogues, fighters, and non-magic-users. (First **** per monster only)
(Rewards will change each day)

"Well, it looks as if you count as a notable monster, Kay." you squeeze Ikaria's breast in emphasis and she presses her side into you as you continue to enjoy the maids' attentions. "That's a bit of a pain. Just try to lay low if we all get taken down, okay?"

"Mmm, you'd better get this stupid cloak and dagger stuff done with sooner or later, daddy." You raise an eyebrow and she smirks in return, then snorts and bursts out laughing. "Okay, maybe let's not go with 'daddy'. What about Lucy?" The eyebrow climbs yet higher.

"I feel like I don't even want to know the answer to this, but why 'Lucy'?" Your own laugh is replaced by a moan as Rea's expert tongue licks an especially sensitive spot. "Do I strike you as particularly girlish? Maybe Rea can swap off and I can remind you?"

"Apparently Lucifer is some big name daemon that adventurers worship or something, I dunno. Who am I, an adventurer scholar? I just live here. Besides, what else should I call you? Don't expect me to go around 'master'ing this and 'my lord'ing that."

"Um, my name?" You furrow your brow at the apparent necessity of this conversation. "Azazel, or Aze like everyone has apparently started saying recently? And like you've been saying since we met?"

"Exactly, so we can officially rule that one out: I need something fresh. Anyways Luce, don't get me wrong: I'm usually happy to sit around and have Zal go down on me while you go and show off your manliness to the heroes."

"I'm sensing a but there."

Kay rolls her eyes in response. "But it would be nice to be able to smite people who interrupt me rather than having to hide like some little boy." The dragoness pauses to moan as Cindy doubles her ****. "Or have you go down on me, cutie. Or maybe even all of you," she strokes her attendant ex-adventurer's hair.

"Well, Aethane, care to go 'prove our manliness'?" The wolf woman pauses her own moaning to let out a laugh.

"Junior there better watch out. Think if I kill enough heroes I can get a dick or two of my own and we can spitroast her?" The regal woman remains surprisingly composed as she climaxes from Annie's attention, then pulls herself into a sitting position and swings off the bed. After giving Zal one last load of cream, you stand up and join you.

"Try not to have too much fun while I'm gone!" Kara lets a playful smile cross her crimson lips and gives a little wave before grabbing the two now-idle maids and pulling them up to her breasts. "Come here, cuties. We wouldn't want you to lose any levels to the big mean heroes. Mommy will keep you safe." The elf and human now latched on to her pointy nipples certainly give that impression, and you pause in the doorway to admire the sight of the three maids tonguing and rubbing all over the dragoness' form with their oozing slits on display.

A tug on your arm brings you back to your senses. "Come on, Azazel. You can give that brat a piece or two of yourself later, but we really do have to go do things."

"Yes, mother," you roll your eyes and the two of you share a laugh as you walk away from the sounds of sucking and moaning in the room behind you.

By the time that you reach the throne room the rest of your champions are assembled, even the normally lazy marilith.

"You're both up late," Sera looks over at the pair of you with a smirk as you step off of the stairs. "What happened to miss purity?"

The two of you can't help but laugh at that, and you move your arm down slightly to grope Aethane's breast through her robe. "Believe me, she's anything but miss purity. Kay just had to convince her to let her hair down."

"Maybe I can teach you a thing or two some time, miss recent purity," the white-haired woman gives a wolfish grin back at Sera.

"Dream on, o self-important disembodied voice. You couldn't lead a succubus to cock if she was starving in the middle of a nunnery." A sharp clap rings out from beside Sera as she shoots back.

"Okay, I'm glad we're all getting along, but I believe we were supposed to actually be doing something or other today?" Ari's commanding voice cuts through the morning banter and draws everyone's eyes to her. "Babe, you said you wanted to take our newest member out in the dungeon to test her skills? Who were you planning to bring along?"

"Anyone feeling particularly eager?" Tlax shrugs and yawns, and Ari leans against the wall as she waits patiently for your decision. Celestina looks up from a book loaned to her by the resident librarian angel. Speaking of that angel, you turn to the motion in the edge of your vision to see her jumping up and down with a raised hand and a hopeful smile on her face.

"Ooh, pick me, pick me!" Mariel's cheer brings a warm smile to your face and you walk up to her, giving her a passionate kiss, then leaving an arm around her shoulders after you disengage.

"Lazybones, all of you! I for one am not about to pass up a good fight." Sera steps forward and beside you. "Guess Mary and I will have to show Ath here who the real fighters are in this lair."

Your adventurer party chosen, you guide Mariel out of the room and towards the portal. The other two run a bit to catch up, and the four of you walk side by side down the hallway. Mary hums and leans happily against your shoulder as her sister and Aethane chat idly about their combat abilities. After a minute of walking you're through the various storage rooms and unused space in your dungeon and into the Fallen Warrens, Rishukan's caves. To your surprise, the fallen village is already empty when you arrive, ramshackle buildings riddled with holes and smashed furniture.

"Seems like we have some fun ahead of us. Hopefully we can catch whoever is here before they get to Lilia as well." You ignite a ball of golden flame in your hand and the two angels draw their weapons.

"Say, is that my bow you have there?" Aethane eyes the shimmering metal bow that Mariel now holds in her hands. "I thought it looked familiar."

"Oh, yes, and it's great! Tina got it as a reward for getting through your old dungeon. Did you make anything else?" Mariel gives the string a twang and an arrow of frozen mana shoots out.

"Many, and I assumed all of them have long since been lost... but maybe they haven't." A hopeful and nostalgic smile plays across the blue lips of the wintry priestess, her eyes drifting to another place and time. Her pleasant reverie turns into a glare as you scratch her lupine ears. "Hands off the goods, bucko." You move down to her breast and give it a squeeze, eliciting a satisfied moan. A moment later, you both burst out laughing at the apparent absurdity of the request given her tolerance—or outright appreciation—of your gropes. "Alright, let's get going before we do something that none of us will regret." She playfully lifts off your hand and tosses it aside, then the four of you step through the portal into the entrance of the second dungeon level: the Halls of Desire.

Like the previous level, the swirling purple vortex fades to reveal an empty room. Fallen blades and a few scorch marks mar the otherwise empty floor, while several broken arrows lie scattered around the walls. Unlike the previous level, the sound of human voices and wet slapping comes from not far away. Aethane crouches and crawls on all fours down the hall, her stomach almost pressed to the floor as she keeps her profile as low as possible. The rest of you follow behind her, staying behind the statues and tapestries as much as possible, to see a mixture of familiar and foreign faces. Shadowdagger the rogue is pounding in and out of the drooling cunt of a moaning seductrix, while Orin the druid and a dashing brown-skinned, black-haired cleric you don't recognize point into the throats of two of the other daemonesses. Two other adventurers look on: you recognize Alex the archer, but the warrior beside them is unfamiliar to you. Her back-length hair is jet black and her skin is a mid tone that Ari and Celestina would call 'Asian'. Her pursed lips, small nose, and brown eyes are twisted into an expression that lies between frustration and disgust at the scene she's witnessing.

"Oh fuck yes, slut. I wish more bitches knew their place, like that stuck-up paladin earlier. Hey, Xiu, why haven't you at least gone down on me yet? We've done like two quests together already, and we both know that I pretty much carried you."

"In your dreams, creep." The warrior rolls her eyes and takes a few steps back.

"If you'd prefer you could start with one of these sluts for practice. Some of them even have dicks."

"Jesus christ, David, what happened to you? I mean you were always a little bit abrasive, and you talked us all into the whole Akserrak thing, but this is beyond the pale." Alex's low alto voice passes over ther wet slapping of flesh against flesh.

"Just because you're a prude doesn't mean we all are, Alex. Besides, this whore approves, doesn't she?" Shadowdagger slaps the bountiful ass of the seductrix he's pounding and she moans in approval.

"Ooh, yes stud, I love your huge cock." The daemoness lets out exaggerated pants and moans as she continues to act out her name. "If that prude felt it in her I bet she'd find her inner slut," the underling gives him a devilish grin over her shoulder as she continues to expertly toy with the rogue. You suddenly make eye contact with her and she gives you a wink before closing her eyes and letting out another fake moan.

"Hey, maybe the bitch has a point. Orin, Nate, what do you think about the idea of giving miss prissy here a test drive?" The two other adventurers laugh and speed up their thrusting into the moaning mouths wrapped around their members.

"Okay, enough is enough. Jared and Elena were right: I don't know why I didn't see it sooner. I'm out." Alex starts stepping back towards the entrance, then turns back to the warrior. "You coming, Xiuyang?"

"No thanks, I'll stick around with these creeps for at least another day or two. The loot here is good and I don't know if I can find another decent group before the event ends." The warrior strums her fingers as she waits for her party to get back to looting the dungeon. "They may be gross, but they're harmless."

"Well, suit yourself, just watch your back."

"I can take care of myself. See you around. Maybe we can team up once I ditch these three."

"You got it. I know a couple who used to play, maybe I can get them back in. Later, Xiu." The archer turns back towards you and walks towards the portal, and you and the others dart behind statues as they pass by. At the last second they turn and see you, drawing their bow and lining it up. You just shrug and point at the portal. The archer pauses, then nods and steps through, fading out of the line of fire.

"Okay, four against four and three of them are busy. Ready to squish some adventurers?" You whisper the question as quietly as you can, and your three champions give determined nods. Mariel steps out first, her hands whirling and filling the room with a cold chill. As the blue fog descends the rest of you charge in, provoking an array of surprised shouts and clanks as the enemy party tries to fix their armour and collect their weapons. The warrior turns, gripping a long steel sword in both hands with a determined expression on her face. A moment later the ring of steel on steel echoes through the room as she parries Sera's blade with her own. A roaring fireball shoots from your palm and engulfs the other three adventurers. The explosion dissipates to reveal three furious adventurers with singed hair and half-attached armour charging your way. Nate the cleric chants some sort of spell, a dull red glowing in his eyes, while Orin the druid summons a tangle of roots which explode from the ground. Shadowdagger's charge, no longer assisted by the smoky teleportation magic from before, is intercepted by your newest companion. Her robe glitters with frost and a huge shield of ice surrounds one arm; her other hand grips a silvery mace surrounded by an icy mist.

You point your finger and drag it in a line in front of you, calling a wall of blazing fire to split the room in half. Shadowdagger and Orin are trapped on one side against you and Aethane, while the other four are obscured by the smoke and flames. The priestess is content to defend against the rogue's frenzied swings, blocking one, two, three, four, five stabs from his daggers before bringing her mace furiously towards his side. Shadowdagger leaps just before the mace hits, but his movements are almost sluggish compared to his old self and he only manages to half-dodge the swing. A sickening crunch meets your ears and the rogue groans from the pain. Vines from Orin's spell twist up the rogue's leg and bind his wound, then the ground beneath you starts to rumble. You only just manage to hop aside before more grasping tendrils reach from your old position and grope around, seeking limbs to bind.

"Tessie! Get 'im lass!" A purring growl rumbles through the room as you begin to channel flames over the dwarf's head. A roar erupts behind you and you instinctively roll to the side, abandoning the spell in the process. A large cat grabs the air where you were just a moment ago, over six feet long and black as night. She skids to a halt and turns around, baring long fangs at you as she crouches to pounce. A torrent of golden fire from your hands engulfs her and you step aside; the flaming furball's momentum sends it flying past you with an angry yowl. The ground begins rumbling under you again, then suddenly stops: the three seductrixes from earlier have jumped Orin, and the druid's clumsy defence betrays his lack of melee experience.

Clink, clink, clink. Shadowdagger's flurry of daggers bounces again and again off of the icy shield and frosty armour that covers your newest champion. "Borea, let your priestess feel your icy breath!" Aethane holds her mace in the air and a localized blizzard swirls in the area around her. You brace yourself for the biting cold, but instead the snowstorm is pleasantly cool. Ice crystals begin to form on your arm, and when the panther leaps at you the next time you opt to engage it. Its claws pierce through the frosty rime, eliciting a wince from you as they find your flesh, but several nails don't make it through. The cat roars and pulls, but her claws are stuck in your frigid coating and the beast's efforts do little to free them. Your own tail and claws stab at your entangled foe, and the panther whimpers before finally disentangling herself and leaping back to the defence of her master. Orin fares no better than his pet, the already-losing battle exacerbated by the seductrixes' new icy armour and the sluggishness of his chilled limbs. He lets out a groan and falls over: his pet vanishes mid-leap as her master is reduced to a sack of loot.

The room suddenly darkens as the wall of fire extinguishes itself. The cleric is nowhere to be seen, and another sack of loot lies not far from where he once stood. The black-haired warrior pants in exertion as she blocks swing after swing and whip after whip, then grunts as an icy arrow pierces her shoulder and sends her reeling back. Shadowdagger and Aethane circle too quickly for you to effectively aim, so you join in the **** on the warrior with a firebolt, scorching her just above where the arrow struck her a moment before. She gives a defiant yell and goes on the offensive against Sera, but the valorous action opens her up for a lash from the angel's burning whip. Xiu falls to the ground as Sera tugs her binding with a flick of the wrist. The angel steps on the warrior's chest and dispatches her, leaving only Shadowdagger remaining. Flame Tongue reaches out from Sera's hand once again and this time it wraps around the rogue's arm. Another tug and another sizzle later, the last adventurer is no more.

No adventurers of any note arrive for the rest of the day, and after dispatching another few low-level groups as practice you return to your chambers and sink into a deep sleep. Hopefully the next two days bring the adventurers you're looking for.