Looking at Link's puzzled gaze, Belle smiled and pointed to the slaves around him, signaling Link to take another good look.
He frowned and took another long look at the slaves around him, only to realize that they were just as listless and haggard as Belle.
"Most of the slaves have been squeezed so hard by their own masters over the last three days that they can barely cum."
Belle shook his head helplessly and explained to Link, who had redirected his gaze to himself.
"After all, we're just about to start the score scramble. No one wants their slaves' scores to be taken away by the other succubus, so they forcibly squeeze us to the limit beforehand."
"Does it actually work?"
Link asked suspiciously, then looked at Belle as he responded to him with a bitter smile.
"It's enough that they find it useful. Didn't you see a number of succubus just now also deliberately playing with other slaves to make the competition a little more favorable to them?"