Kael never expected the back of a library bookshelf to lead to hell.
"How many freaking damn layers does this academy have?" he muttered, sliding down the cold spiral staircase that had opened behind the rune-marked book he accidentally tugged.
Behind him, Zeph whined, panting. "Bro, listen, that book literally said
Do Not Touch Unless You Wanna Get Tied Up By A Snake MILF.
This is all on you."
Kael shot him a look. "You came anyway."
"Because I'm horny, not suicidal!"
Their voices echoed through the stone stairwell as it descended into flickering torchlight. Eventually, the steps ended in front of a massive stone door, covered in serpentine etchings and wet with condensation.
Kael placed his palm on it. The symbol of his Healer-Sword lit up, reacting to something within the door.
It opened.
Instantly, heat poured out like a jungle storm. Mist drifted from steaming pools. The entire chamber was lush, overgrown, and eerily humid, a hidden dungeon beneath MILF Academy.
And from the mist slithered her.
A long, glistening tail shimmered emerald and gold. Her hourglass torso was bare save for silky wraps covering her massive tits and lower belly. Her deep purple hair was tied back in coils, her golden eyes slitted and glowing. She exuded a raw, primal authority.
"Who dares disturb Iszara, Warden of Spiral Depths?"
Kael opened his mouth. Nothing came out.
Zeph collapsed beside him, whispering, "Bro, she got boobs and scales. I'm in love."
Iszara's voice coiled around them like a spell. "You reek of spirit energy... and inexperience."
She slithered closer, tail curling around their legs. Her breasts bounced subtly as she moved, each motion hypnotic. Kael tried not to stare. Failed.
"Are you... one of the nine chosen?" she asked, brushing her fingers along his chest. Her touch burned, like her venom was desire itself.
"I-I think so? I mean... yeah," Kael said, swallowing.
"Then you must be tested."
With a flick of her tail, she swept Kael into the air and pinned him against a steaming stone pillar. Her coils wrapped tightly around his legs and arms, locking him in place without crushing him. It felt... intimate.
She leaned in, whispering against his ear. "The Spiral Dungeon obeys only those who can endure its mistress."
Zeph was hiding behind a mossy rock. "Bro, I can't even help. My dick's too scared."
Kael growled, the Sword inside him humming. "Then test me."
BOOM.
Suddenly, Kael's healing aura burst to life, fusing with his Sword Energy. He bit back the moan as her venom seeped through his neck where she'd kissed him.
"You're resisting my aphro-venom... impressive," Iszara purred.
Her tail tightened. Kael's body trembled, his pants straining. The venom wasn't just poison—it was pleasure. It was heat. It was pressure building inside his core.
"You're so pent up," she said, licking a trail down his collarbone. "Let it out, Sword-Healer. Show me you're not just a boy with a pretty blade."
Kael's system dinged in his head:
[System Notification]
DUNGEON WARDEN CHALLENGE: DOMINANCE BOND INITIATED.
Survive 3 Waves of Erotic Bindings.
Reward: Dungeon Access + Warden's Favor (??? Perks)
He groaned, body igniting with sacred and sexual power. "Then bring your damn waves."
She smiled like a snake about to swallow.
And the dungeon moaned with them.
End of Chapter 11