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D&D: (Guards) On your back

2026-03-03T14:13:59Z

Shirasaya511:

"Lay down on the ground" the captain orders.
You nod and slowly duck and sit on the cold stone alley. While you are lying on your back, the captain positions himself between your legs. Grabbing a hold of your knees, he spreads them and pushes his dick inside your nubile pussy. You moan from the penetration as he sinks into your quivering cunt. His dick keeps pushing further, trailblazing into new territory and you realize human dicks are much bigger then elven ones. His cock reaches deeper then you are used to and he holds your hips in place, not allowing you to retreat from the thrust, and you shiver as you feel his cock brush past your cervix, tucking up into your A-spot. He is certainly making use of your elven elasticity, as he pounds you with his large manhood. When he's satisfied, he pulls himself out and thrusts it back in. He starts thrusting into your tight elven pussy and your toes curl from the pleasure and your legs cross around his back, trying to pull him in further. He's holding your hips up at an angle which forces you to use your elbows to hold yourself at his level.

The second guard slowly approach with his erect cock. He kneels above your head and tugs lightly on your hair to get your attention. You look up at him and find yourself in close proximity of a healthy human dick. You feel your lust rising and lean in to lick his cock while you are getting fucked. The second guard smiles lightly and rubs your hair encouragingly. He taps his cock on your lips and starts to persistently nudge against them, showing signs that your tongue alone is not enough. You pant and slide down directly on your back while your pussy is still getting railed and open your mouth wide, and you stick out your tongue as you hike your knees all the way to your shoulders, holding yourself spread.

The second guard sees you doing this and kneels just around your head, bringing his dick to your welcoming mouth. You allow it to get past your lips and it fills you quite nicely. You clamp your lips around the side and service him with your tongue while still moaning from getting your pussy ravaged. You feel your breath hitch as his head reaches your throat and you force yourself to relax, tilting your head back and stretching your tongue out over the top of his glans, and you feel his head brush past your throat barrier. You fight the urge to gag, and instead voluntarily begin to swallow his dick, causing him to moan at the immensely pleasurable sensation. He starts to buck his hips, thrusting back and forth inside your mouth while the captain fucks your tight cunt.

You are getting intensely horny from the heat of two human dicks being forced into you from both sides. You are so lost in lust that you don't notice the time pass as they fuck you silly. The captain eventually reaches down and grabs your legs, putting you into a full mating press position. Your knees tough the floor on either side of you as you are getting fucked but this allows him to fuck you even deeper. The second guard leans in and grabs your breasts, rubbing them and playing with your exotic boobs, flicking and twisting playfully your purple nipples. You climax once while they are fondling you, and you feel they are both getting ready to burst, as their thrusts are becoming more and more urgent.

[[D&D: (Guards) On your back: They cum inside your mouth and pussy]]

[[D&D: (Guards) On your back: They pull out and cum all over you]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Drow Ranger]]

D&D: The senior cleric strips your clothes and your rank

2023-04-15T23:13:52Z

Shirasaya511: Created page with 'The Senior Cleric strides up to you, his stiff gait belying his pride. He rougjly grabs your rank insignia, the black iron fist gilded with red gold pinned to your chest, and jer…'

The Senior Cleric strides up to you, his stiff gait belying his pride. He rougjly grabs your rank insignia, the black iron fist gilded with red gold pinned to your chest, and jerks it off of you. This stings in more ways than one. You had worked years to get that rank. While it hadn't been honeslty earned, no rank above the dregs was ever "honestly" earned. You had fought, clawed, and backstabbed your way to vice-senior. To have it taken away with such immediacy was a blow yo your pride and even to your identity and self worth.

But your Senior did not stop there. He roughly spins you around to face the full-height mirror in his offfice, beginning to unlace the leather bindings of your hauberk. You are numb with schock, unable to mount a resistance, not that it would be a worthwhile option. The Senior Cleric overpowered you in strength by a good measure. He jerks you this way and that as he undoes your armor, your body stiff and unmoving.

"Raise your arms!" He harshly commands,

You slowly comply, and he roughly yanks your knee length hauberk over your head. He quickly does the same to your tunic, baring your hidden weapons and your lingerie. His eyes go wide, and he quickly disarms you, even reaching up into your hair and removing your hidden weapons, causing your long, dark curls to fall to hip length.

He then crosses your arms behind your back and ties them there, not too tight, but enough to ensure their purpose. You submit to this as is customary. The submission of the defeated is clear in the laws of your faith. You had your own plans of what to do in the advent of your victory, not that it matters now.

He steps behind you, his arms reaching around your waist to begin to undo your skirt. Your cheeks redden at the intimacy of his touch and your exposure soon to be. You can feel your own heart thump in your chest and his breath in your ear. He finishes untying your skirt, and proceeds to rip the seams causing your breath to hitch in your thtoat. You didn't expect to come out of this with your dignity intact, and those who would see you leave this office would now have ample clues as to what transpired.

He jerks your skirt down your hips, leaving you in your flexible leggings which he promptly tears asunder. You now only have your skimpy undergarments "protecting" your modesty, though they do a piss poor job of that.

He walks around you, taking a moment to view his prize, to savor his victory. Shamelessly ogling your body, he takes in your pale exposed skin, your D-cup breasts, your waspish waist, your womanly hips, your heart shaped ass.

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: He says "Just how good is your devotion"

2023-04-15T22:44:09Z

Shirasaya511:

"Just how good is your devotion?" he says. You raise an eyebrow to the question. "Is my loyalty in doubt sir ?" you ask suspiciously.

He suspiciously dodge the question by chaining with :"As senior cleric, I have a task to ensure loyalty and devotion to the cult. Now tell me, Are you devoted ?" he continues with a smile.

You nod without hesitation
"Yes. I am."

"Then you wil abide by the bylaws and regulations of this private duel of wills?" He asks

Your eyebrows shoot up. This is more direct move than you had expected from this man. You had believed that he was comfortable in standing on his position and allowing his status to do the work for him in your rivalry, a rivalry that had slowly been growing between you, but you apparently had made a severe miscalculation. A duel of wills was a bold and direct move, one that would clearly establish heirarchy of leader and subordinate.

That he recognized your potential challenge to his authority enough tl challenge you to a duel was of note. You had hoped that your scheming and clawing for status and power had been discrete. But your attempts to outshine the master had been discovered. And now there you had to bring what personal power you had gained directly against him. You had studied, prayed and believed, you wouldn't have dared reach for this if you didn't bwlieve you had the capability, or at least the potential. So you accepted.

"I hereby accept your challenge to a duel of wills" you say, your voice even and confident

This acceptance is followed by a wordless clash of wills and magic. The very air between you shakes as you and your senior duel with your wills and your divine magics. The very stones of the keep begin to rattle with the forces put off by your battle. Sweat beads upon both of your brows, your concentration on nothing else.

But eventually, your stamina begins to flag, and the difference in your divine magical power begins to show. Your opponent is several years your senior, and has had several more years to study, understand, grasp, meditate and pray on the divine magic of Bane. You do your best to not let yoir desperation show, but you know that he knows. This battle of wills was years in the making. Your backroom deals, politicking and sniping, all things you tried to use to get an upper hand, but to your dismay, your fate was reduced to this magical duel, a duel you were losing.

You decide to go for a last ditch effort. Suffusing all of your remaining will in a surge of domineering force. Trying to channel all of your building fear into rage and wrath to throw into your battle. His eyes go wide at your renewed strength, but then narrow as realization dawns on his face as horror dawns on yours. Hes figured you out.

His will, having weathered the storm of your last defiance, begins inexorably closing around yours, crushing down upon your psyche. His divine magic having been once challenged, responds in kind, slowly but surely conquering yours. You are forced to drop to a knee as you gasp out for breath, your will and your magic defeated at the highest you could muster. You have been conquered and defeated.

"I have now won our duel of wills. This means that you will obey without questions and promptly to any order." He states with a cruel smile.

You look at him, defeat and dread clear on your face. "I will obey every order without question" you repeat. This is the way of the church of Bane. The victor commands the defeated, this is the only way. You have a defeated many and they remain under your charge, but that axe cuts both ways. Now that you have been conquered and are the loser you must comply.

You nod, sucessfully keeping the tears out of your eyes, if only barely.

"Excellent...Lock the door." he orders.

You walk to the door and pull the locks in place, grateful for the discretion, even if its only for now. You then walk back to where you were and face him.

"Good girl." He says,

Your stomach quivers, but with what emotion, you couldn't say.

[[D&D: The senior cleric strips your clothes and your rank]]

[[D&D: The senior cleric decides to have a little fun with you]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: He says "Just how good is your devotion"

2023-04-15T22:41:54Z

Shirasaya511: Changed a simple abuse of authority to a duel between almost equals to spice it up

"Just how good is your devotion?" he says. You raise an eyebrow to the question. "Is my loyalty in doubt sir ?" you ask suspiciously.

He suspiciously dodge the question by chaining with :"As senior cleric, I have a task to ensure loyalty and devotion to the cult. Now tell me, Are you devoted ?" he continues with a smile.

You nod without hesitation
"Yes. I am."

"Then you wil abide by the bylaws and regulations of this private duel of wills?" He asks

Your eyebrows shoot up. This is more direct move than you had expected from this man. You had believed that he was comfortable in standing on his position and allowing his status to do the work for him in your rivalry, a rivalry that had slowly been growing between you, but you apparently had made a severe miscalculation. A duel of wills was a bold and direct move, one that would clearly establish heirarchy of leader and subordinate.

That he recognized your potential challenge to his authority enough tl challenge you to a duel was of note. You had hoped that your scheming and clawing for status and power had been discrete. But your attempts to outshine the master had been discovered. And now there you had to bring what personal power you had gained directly against him. You had studied, prayed and believed, you wouldn't have dared reach for this if you didn't bwlieve you had the capability, or at least the potential. So you accepted.

"I hereby accept your challenge to a duel of wills" you say, your voice even and confident

This acceptance is followed by a wordless clash of wills and magic. The very air between you shakes as you and your senior duel with your wills and your divine magics. The very stones of the keep begin to rattle with the forces put off by your battle. Sweat beads upon both of your brows, your concentration on nothing else.

But eventually, your stamina begins to flag, and the difference in your divine magical power begins to show. Your opponent is several years your senior, and has had several more years to study, understand, grasp, meditate and pray on the divine magic of Bane. You do your best to not let yoir desperation show, but you know that he knows. This battle of wills was years in the making. Your backroom deals, politicking and sniping, all things you tried to use to get an upper hand, but to your dismay, your fate was reduced to this magical duel, a duel you were losing.

You decide to go for a last ditch effort. Suffusing all of your remaining will in a surge of domineering force. Trying to channel all of your building fear into rage and wrath to throw into your battle. His eyes go wide at your renewed strength, but then narrow as realization dawns on his face as horror dawns on yours. Hes figured you out.

His will, having weathered the storm of your last defiance, begins inexorably closing around yours, crushing down upon your psyche. His divine magic having been once challenged, responds in kind, slowly but surely conquering yours. You are forced to drop to a knee as you gasp out for breath, your will and your magic defeated at the highest you could muster. You have been conquered and defeated.

"I have now won our duel of wills. This means that you will obey without questions and promptly to any order." He states with a cruel smile.

You look at him, defeat and dread clear on your face. "I will obey every order without question" you repeat. This is the way of the church of Bane. The victor commands the defeated, this is the only way. You have a defeated many and they remain under your charge, but that axe cuts both ways. Now that you have been conquered and are the loser you must comply.

You nod, sucessfully keeping the tears out of your eyes, if only barely.

"Excellent...Lock the door." he orders.

You walk to the door and pull the locks in place, grateful for the discretion, even if its only for now. You then walk back to where you were and face him.

"Good girl." He says,

Your stomach quivers, but with what emotion, you couldn't say.

[[D&D: The senior cleric orders you to take off your chain-mail]]

[[D&D: The senior cleric decides to have a little fun with you]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: The old garrison: The captain's Guards : Bend over and get spit-roasted

2023-04-03T12:27:28Z

Shirasaya511:

You smile naughtily as you begin to stroke their dicks while staring into their eyes. They both grin and their hand gently caress your hips, ass and breasts. You smile before moving between the two. Without warning, you pushes one towards a wall, seperating them. The man seems a little surprised albeit enjoying the little rough play. You leans back against the one behind you, cuddling your naked butt against his dick before winking at him. Then you take a step forward to the other one, apologizing with a lewd kiss.

You break the kiss and stare into his eyes for a moment before beginning to bend over, holding onto his body until your head is leveled with his waist. You step backward and part your legs, sticking your ass out to the other guard behind you. You bring one hand to your ass, gently squeezing it temptingly to add to the erotic display and tapping it invitingly. The man behind you drools as he watches your hot show and smiles. You feel his large hand begins to caress your ass, squeeze it lovingly before giving it a hard playful slap. You moan cutely and stare back at him with faked anger. He smirk and rubs where it hit you as an apologie. You smirk and tilt your head up, staring at the man before you. He smiles and rubs your hair before gently tugging you towards his hardened cock. Both of them are rock hard now. He grab the base of his cock with his other hand and slowly bring it closer to your lips. His grip on your hair get progressively harder, insistently reminding you to get your mouth to work.

You close your eyes and begins your task. Sticking your tongue out, you start with lacing his hot member with kisses and licks, spreading your saliva all over. He breath out satisfyingly as he feels your tongue upon his sex and his grip loosen a little, letting you moving your head. You reach out and your dark finger wraps around the base of his shaft, replacing his hand. Your touch is much more soft and pleasant and he let go of it, letting you work your magic. Meanwhile, the guard behind you began to rub both of your asscheeks, his finger digging into your hot flesh. His thumbs gently spread your cheeks, revealing your tight asshole. You feel his thumbs traces the edges of your anus and you can tell he's wondering what it would feel to thrust is cock into such a delightfully tight looking hole.

[[D&D: The old garrison: The Captain's Guards : Take your pussy and mouth]]

[[D&D: The old garrison: The Captain's Guards : Take your ass and mouth]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Drow Ranger]]

D&D: The old garrison: The captain's Guards : Bend over and get spit-roasted

2023-04-03T12:27:11Z

Shirasaya511:

You smile naughtily as you begin to stroke their dicks while staring into their eyes. They both grin and their hand gently caress your hips, ass and breasts. You smile before moving between the two. Without warning, you pushes one towards a wall, seperating them. The man seems a little surprised albeit enjoying the little rough play. You leans back against the one behind you, cuddling your naked butt against his dick before winking at him. Then you take a step forward to the other one, apologizing with a lewd kiss.

You break the kiss and stare into his eyes for a moment before beginning to bend over, holding onto his body until your head is leveled with his waist. You step backward and part your legs, sticking your ass out to the other guard behind you. You bring one hand to your ass, gently squeezing it temptingly to add to the erotic display and tapping it invitingly. The man behind you drools as he watches your hot show and smiles. You feel his large hand begins to caress your ass, squeeze it lovingly before giving it a hard playful slap. You moan cutely and stare back at him with faked anger. He smirk and rubs where it hit you as an apologie. You smirk and tilt your head up, staring at the man before you. He smiles and rubs your hair before gently tugging you towards his hardened cock. Both of them are rock hard now. He grab the base of his cock with his other hand and slowly bring it closer to your lips. His grip on your hair get progressively harder, insistently reminding you to get your mouth to work.

You close your eyes and begins your task. Sticking your tongue out, you start with lacing his hot member with kisses and licks, spreading your saliva all over. He breath out satisfyingly as he feels your tongue upon his sex and his grip loosen a little, letting you moving your head. You reach out and your dark finger wraps around the base of his shaft, replacing his hand. Your touch is much more soft and pleasant and he let go of it, letting you work your magic. Meanwhile, the guard behind you began to rub both of your asscheeks, his finger digging into your hot flesh. His thumbs gently spread your cheeks, revealing your tight asshole. You feel his thumbs traces the edges of your anus and you can tell he's wondering what it would feel to thrust is cock into such a delightfully tight looking hole.

[[D&D: The old garrison: The captain's Guards : Take your pussy and mouth]]

[[D&D: The old garrison: The captain's Guards : Take your ass and mouth]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Drow Ranger]]

D&D: The old garrison offer: You eagerly accept

2023-04-03T12:26:13Z

Shirasaya511:

"So I get covered in gold as long as I get covered in cum..." you bluntly add with a luscious tone. Even the guards blushes and smile at your naughtiness. "That sounds like fun..."

The captain look at you with a smile "So... we have an accord?"

You walk over the captain and put a hand on the desk, bending over lightly. You know that because of your size difference, this reveals your cleavage to him and he notices it. "We do."

The captain's grin to an extent. "Excellent. Then you can change into your work cloth immediately..." he says with a smile. The two guards smiles as well and you look at the three of them. They are asking you to shamelessly strip down. And boy, will you not disappoint them. You grin and start stripping down from your jacket and shirt. They did hired you for a show so you do it slowly to entice the three of them. The effect is immediate. These men lust after your body, it is pretty easy to see. When you take off your shirt, they watch the sexy black bra holding your generous bust. You toss your shirt and jacket on the captain's desk. You put your left boot on the captain's desk and take it off and does the same with your right. Then you bend over slightly and proceed to pull down your pants in front of these three hornballs. As you expected, you hear a "SMACK!" as you do so, you squeal and giggle a bit as one of the guards taking liberties as his slap on your ass turns into a rough grab.

You then go completely nude when you strips down from your underwear to their great satisfaction. You give a shimmy in their direction, shaking your boobs and reveling in your own nudity. Their erection tells much of how well they enjoyed the show. You look at the captain

"Take care of my effects will you ?" you say with a smile.

He takes your shirt and sniffs it before adding:

"Of course..."

As you walk out, you see him take your things to a wooden box and store them away. You blow the two guards a kiss before heading down in the hallway. Now this place looks like fun for a naked horny dark elf. Let's see how much messy you can get yourself. There are many places you can get to.

The captain's room looks like a good place to start. You wouldn't mind being the toy of your sponsor or his two guards.

The rooms on the second floor are loud. You are pretty sure you could find something to do there.

On the way there, there is also a big doubledoor guarded by a guard. Whatever is happening back there seems hot.

There is also the main room you got in. It's a bit public but you don't mind that one bit. And there is a lot of tail to serves there.

Lastly there is a staircase leading down to what you supposed is the dungeons. You wonder if there is anything to do down there. Curiosity will get you fucked, literally.

[[D&D: The old garrison: The captain's room]]

[[D&D: The old garrison: The 2nd floor rooms]]

[[D&D: The old garrison: The doubledoor banquet room]]

[[D&D: The old garrison: The 1st floor "inn"]]

[[D&D: The old garrison: The old dungeons]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Drow Ranger]]

D&D: (Guards) He rides your ass

2023-04-03T12:20:44Z

Shirasaya511:

While you are riding the captain, you feel him fidgeting and moving beneath you. You don't bother to ask what he is doing. You are too busy enjoying his dick twisting your nethers. Then suddenly, you feel the second guard kneeling behind you, grabbing your hips and slowing you down. You pant a bit, catching your breath, but are still a bit pent up. You don't like to stop when it's this fun.

His hand slide down to your ass and spread them and that's when you feel his cock start prodding your asshole. He spits directly onto your asshole, causing your breath to catch in your throat. He spreads you open and stretches your entrance, thoroughly coating it in his saliva. You moan when he suddenly thrust himself deep within your anus, spreading you painfully. Your lower half is stretched taut between the two, the cock in your ass making your pussy's grip even tighter on the cock below you. You squeal as the guard below you grabs your hips and roughly hilts you on his cock, then he reaches around and spreads your ass, holding you wide open for his companion. The guard behind you happily obliges, his tip delving deep into your ass. You feel overstuffed, two sizeable cocks violating your lower holes, your pelvic floor muscles spasm, gripping them tighter. They give you a moment to really savor the feeling of their double penetration, one holding your hips and the other holding your shoulders, both pulling you down deep. Their two thick cocks are throbbing inside you, and you can feel all three of your heartbeats. You are trying to catch your breath but you rub your tongue devilishly around your lips. This feels amazing. The two guards starts to thrust, getting comfortable and fucks both of your holes, not giving you any rest.

You look down and watch the captain's cock being swallowed by your pussy and imagine the same being of your ass. This is too much. You are gonna go crazy on sex at this rate, reveling in your overstimulation. They double penetrate you for several minutes. You've lost track of how many time you've climaxed. The alley is filled with the slapping sound of drilling cock and your moans of delight. You don't even realize the captain's comment on you, something along the lines of “bitch in heat” and “drow slut”.

They eventually reach their limits. Their thrusts lose speed, but pick up in intensity, both driving their cocks to the hilt with considerable force. Your moans turn into repeated girlish squeals whenever they hilt their cocks in you simultaneously. The guard below you wraps his arms around you, pinning you down as the guard behind you grabs your hips, shoving you forcefully. His downstroke bottoms your pussy out on the cock below, his upstroke presents your ass for his own thrust.

In one final heave, the guard behind you grabs your shoulders and roughly stuffs you down onto both their cocks. The guard below you grabs your hips and presses on your lower abdomen with his thumbs. They jam their engorged cocks into you and you feel more full than you have ever been before, and then you feel their cocks pulse. They throb as you climax one last time atop them, your orgasms matching as you feel their cocks fill you with their hot spunk. Your body spasms and quivers all over them as they grind their cocks as deep as they can into you, flooding your womb and your bowels. You feel wet and dirty... you're a seeded bitch now, and you love it.

[[D&D: (Guards) On your knees]]

[[D&D: (Guards) Bent over to a wall]]

[[D&D: (Guards) On your back]]

[[D&D: (Guards) You get dressed]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Drow Ranger]]

D&D: The senior cleric takes your pussy

2023-03-18T14:35:46Z

Shirasaya511: Senior Cleric of Bane fucks Female Human Cleric

"Get your armor and the rest of those clothes off you lass." he commands

You slowly let go of yourself, your legs unsteady underneath you as you stand up. You slide your feet together from their akimbo stance, and you reach your hands down to begin unlacing your maille. He continues to leer at you as you strip off the armor, the padded jack, now soaked in sweat. You remove your outer layer of clothes, your short tunic discarded to reveal your lace underwear and hidden weapon harness.

"So, the rose does have thorns, we'll just keep these somewhere safe. Arms up!"

You comply, not daring to move as he unlaces and removes your harness, leaving you bereft of your daggers, knives, darts, poison vials, and knuckle dusters as he places them securely out of your reach.

You think he is done at removing your harness, but he continues disrobing you, his deft fingers removing your lacy undershirt and your supportive chest bindings. Your sizeable assets are revealed and you see his eyebrows raise, his gaze raking over your toned body to rest on your breasts.

"Well damn, you were hiding curves like that under your garments all along? I should count myself blessed."

You hear the sound of him removing his breeches, the whisper of his belt sliding out. He grabs your arms and crosses them behind your back, using his belt to bind them. He grinds his hard cock into your thigh as he leans into you, groping your breast possessively with one hand. His other hand grabs you by the chin, forcing you too look into his eyes as he squeezes your nipple between index and middle finger, your once defiant glare wilted into a submissive rictus of forced pleasure and pain. Your lips quiver as your body trembles, as even though you are a post-orgasmic wreck, you both know he has only started and what he is going to do next.

His hand slides from your chin to your hair, curling his fingers into the base of your hair, roughly backing you into his desk and clearing it telekinetically with a sweep of his hand, the contents stacking themselves into the desk and onto a bookshelf. When your backside brushes into the desk you lightly hop onto it, his groping hand traveling down to slap the inside of your thighs. You oblige and spread your legs for him as you are leaned back.

He drags his thick cock across your womanhood, smirking as you shudder under him, the head of his manhood reaching your navel. He seats the head of his manhood in the entrance, savoring his entry. He pushes into you torturously slow, your breathing ragged as it feels like you're being both over and under stimulated. He presses his hand down onto your lower abdomen behind your pubic bone, heightening the sensation as he reaches deeper than you've ever felt before. Your core shudders and clenches down on him, as if your womanhood doesn't know if it wants to reject him or pull him deeper.

He hisses through his teeth as he bottoms out, leaving you feeling full and stretched, your cunt left an inverse sheath for his cock. Your pelvic muscles ripple, as you feel him stimulate your A-spot from both ends, pressing down on your lower abs as his cock nudges from the other side. All but bottomed out in you, he rocks back and forth mere centimeters, getting you used to his length and girth while stimulating your deepest erogenous spots.

His free hand slides beneath his other, runs two fingers around the juncture of his cock and your womanhood, collecting moisture. Brushing the sides of your clit, he traces around it before directly stroking it in circular motions. Your whimpers turn into moans, your screams into heaving gasps as your shudders become a full body orgasm. He doesn't let up, actually increasing the length and force of his slow, powerful strokes, never letting up on your clit and lengthening your orgasm. He finally thrusts deep into you and lets you ride the wave until you come down, your cunt clenching down on his cock with as much force as it can.

"Dear gods lass, you're milking me like you were made for this. This was gonna be just a quick romp, but now I'm going to seriously look into having you assigned a more permanent position under me." He says, causing your heart to stop. Out of dread or anticipation, you could not say.

He slides his hands up to grab your breasts, starting to thrust again. This time, he holds nothing back, thrusting hard and fast. Your subsided screams return with force, as he pins your open thighs to the desk pistoning in and out of you. His breathing is heavy in your ear as he leans over you, and when he goes to mark your neck you turn your head to allow him access to suck on the sensitive spots under your chin, leaving red marks where he does.

As his thrusts get more erratic, you know what's coming next. You hardly have the energy left to raise your head to plead with your eyes, but for what, you aren't sure. Part of you is repulsed by him and the liberties he has taken with you, yet another part of you wants him to plant his cock and his seed deep inside you, staking his claim with both. But ultimately the choice is no longer yours anyway.

[[FHC: The Senior cleric cums inside you]]

[[FHC: The Senior Cleric Cums on You]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Bane is your god and his symbole is a fist in a gauntlet

2023-02-28T17:25:02Z

Shirasaya511:

As the touch of your finger reaches the talisman, you find comfort in your faith. You start to push away the nightmare in the past and focus on the present. You take a look around you to find the dark and cold stone wall of the church of Bane.

Bane, the god of tyrannical oppression, hate and terror, has a large and very organized clergy. He is feared among his faithful and feared even moreso by the unfaithful. His church has a very strict hierarchical structure, with strictly defined roles. Subservience and submission is demanded of those within the clergy.

Being located near Waterdeep but not within the town itself presents an advantage.

You are not bothered by the sounds of the city. But in this morning, the silence is deadening. You move the dark blankets aside and get up before starting to get ready.

After bathing and shaving, you braid your deep red hair into a functional plait, tying it off behind you with a leather thong. You also hide a thin but sturdy sheathed knife in your hair, and pin it with a pair of stiff steel pins.

The lacy black lingerie you adorn yourself with mainly serves to provide support and protect your womanly parts from chafing in combat, but the fact that it sensually enhances your charms in front of the mirror is by no accident. It may not speak to the utter dominance of does on the battlefield, but there are ''several'' ways to dominate people in this world.

You grin before getting the rest of your gear, your black, simple tunic with crimson accents ends with a skirt, it drapes loosely but cannot entirely hide your womanly curves of your waspish waist leading into your hips. Your jet-black chainmail hauberk, tied below your chest and cinched by a belt at your hips, reaches all the way down your thighs with cuts in the skirt for mobility. Tucked in your clothing are several hidden weapons, in case they become necessary. Your red cape signifies your faith, as well as your rank within. Paired with thigh-high, steel-reinforced, black leather boots, you truly look dressed to kill.

You move your trusted light mace from it's nightly position on your nightstand to a clip on your belt before walking out the door into the halls, still darkened despite the daylight.

[[D&D: You are summoned by the senior cleric]]

[[D&D: You wonder what is going on in the dungeons]]

[[D&D: You decide to go into town]]

[[D&D: You venture forth for adventures]]

[[D&D: You go down the church's barracks]]

[[D&D: You head to the training ground]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: The senior cleric orders you to bend over and give your ass a good spanking

2023-02-28T14:46:50Z

Shirasaya511:

"Bend over the desk over there and grab the opposite edge," he orders.

You walk towards the desk in the corner of the room, your dread slowly growing.

As you slowly reach towards the opposite end of the desk, you feel your chainmail riding up your ass, exposing your rear as well as the lips of your womanhood.

You can almost ''feel'' his stare as he approaches you. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment but you feel a slightly different sensation as well, as the heat you felt earlier slowly descends towards your sex.

"Count the strokes," he says.

Without further warning, he closes the remaining distance and hits your rear with a ringing slap that echoes in the room. You bite your tongue, knowing that shouting will only make it worse.

"One," you say dully, refusing to let the pain creep into your voice.

Again, he spanks your ass, this time on the left cheek. This time you can't help but let out an involuntary muffled yelp.

"Two," you say shakily, your voice starting to break.

By the time he is finished, your ass is bright red, tears are freely streaming down your cheeks, and your rear is in agony.

However, that is not the only sensation which you can feel, as you are surprised to find yourself very aroused by this. Your pussy is very wet by now, and you hope he has not noticed your arousal, but to no avail. You feel dirty and humiliated, but at the same time you feel arousal at his utter conquest of you and your dignity.

"Now put your feet apart and spread yourself for me" he says sternly.

On shaky legs you submit, inching your legs apart while reaching back to your ass. You grab your cheeks and spread them, surrendering your most intimate areas to his gaze.

SLAP

Another spanking rings out on your ass as you yelp in pain, your actions clearly not satisfactory to him.

"Arch your back more, really present yourself"

Your flush burns red on your face and chest as you arch your back, your hands keeping your sex fully open, and your rosebud exposed.

You notice him shift his position as his hands head directly to your exposed sex. You fail to stifle the moan as he circles your labia with his fingers. His fingers trail up and down your slit, growing increasingly moist as he continues toward the entrance to your womanhood. If this continues, you could possibly be discovered, as the noises you make grow increasingly loud despite your wishes.

With as much haste as he began, he jams his middle finger into your pussy, causing you to yelp in surprise.

"It looks like we have a masochist on our hands here. You're soaking wet! It seems as if you are party to your own conquest." he says as he continues to probe your sex, your arousal growing.

It ended as quickly as it was initiated as he extracts his finger from your sex. You cannot see what he is doing behind you but you can venture to guess.

You hear rustling from what you assume are his trousers and armor becoming quickly displaced to areas around the room. When he is finished, you hear footsteps approaching behind you. You start with mild surprise as he grasps your hips, as you knew what was happening, but not necessarily the precise moment ''when''.

He pours warm oil on your nethers and across your whole ass, pausing to rub it into your skin, working the oil in between your thighs, all over your rear and between your cheeks. You shudder and gasp as his fingers reach under you, spreading to cup your mons possessively, proceeding to stroke your labia, brushing against your petals and working the oil into every crevice. You are aroused to the point where you let out an audible moan when he finally inserts his fingers into your sex, your hips bucking in response.

You are almost disappointed when he withdraws his fingers, only to re-insert them into your tight ring above! You are nervous allowing him to use your most sacred and tightest hole for his pleasure, but his demeanor clearly brooks no argument. It feels strange at first, but soon the eroticism and submissiveness of the act and the resulting sensations bring you back to a moaning ecstasy.

Suddenly, he inserts three fingers into your sex and strokes his thumb on your clit, forcing a womanly squeal out of you at the additional stimulation. He starts pistoning in and out in a rhythmic pattern, and your eyes cross in forced pleasure. Your cunt and ass clench on his digits as you try and fail to bite back moans. You lose track of the number of times he brings you to climax. He thoroughly lubes his prize, working you into a moaning, squirming puddle laid across his desk.

"Seeing as you are now thoroughly conquered, to the victor go the spoils." He says smugly

"I think the choice of how I take you is now up to me, no?" He asks pointedly

You nod your head, not trusting yourself to speak at this point, withering under his intense gaze at your most private region. Your holes still spread open as ordered, you can feel them quiver and pulse as your girlcum drips off your clit onto the floor.

How does he decide to take you?

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your pussy]]

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your ass]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: The senior cleric orders you to bend over and give your ass a good spanking

2023-02-28T14:43:37Z

Shirasaya511:

"Bend over the desk over there and grab the opposite edge," he orders.

You walk towards the desk in the corner of the room, your dread slowly growing.

As you slowly reach towards the opposite end of the desk, you feel your chainmail riding up your ass, exposing your rear as well as the lips of your womanhood.

You can almost ''feel'' his stare as he approaches you. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment but you feel a slightly different sensation as well, as the heat you felt earlier slowly descends towards your sex.

"Count the strokes," he says.

Without further warning, he closes the remaining distance and hits your rear with a ringing slap that echoes in the room. You bite your tongue, knowing that shouting will only make it worse.

"One," you say dully, refusing to let the pain creep into your voice.

Again, he spanks your ass, this time on the left cheek. This time you can't help but let out an involuntary muffled yelp.

"Two," you say shakily, your voice starting to break.

By the time he is finished, your ass is bright red, tears are freely streaming down your cheeks, and your rear is in agony.

However, that is not the only sensation which you can feel, as you are surprised to find yourself very aroused by this. Your pussy is very wet by now, and you hope he has not noticed your arousal, but to no avail. You feel dirty and humiliated, but at the same time you feel arousal at his utter conquest of you and your dignity.

"Now put your feet apart and spread yourself for me" he says sternly.

On shaky legs you submit, inching your legs apart while reaching back to your ass. You grab your cheeks and spread them, surrendering your most intimate areas to his gaze.

SLAP

Another spanking rings out on your ass as you yelp in pain, your actions clearly not satisfactory to him.

"Arch your back more, really present yourself"

Your flush burns red on your face and chest as you arch your back, your hands keeping your sex fully open, and your rosebud exposed.

You notice him shift his position as his hands head directly to your exposed sex. You fail to stifle the moan as he circles your labia with his fingers. His fingers trail up and down your slit, growing increasingly moist as he continues toward the entrance to your womanhood. If this continues, you could possibly be discovered, as the noises you make grow increasingly loud despite your wishes.

With as much haste as he began, he jams his middle finger into your pussy, causing you to yelp in surprise.

"It looks like we have a masochist on our hands here. You're soaking wet! It seems as if you are party to your own conquest." he says as he continues to probe your sex, your arousal growing.

It ended as quickly as it was initiated as he extracts his finger from your sex. You cannot see what he is doing behind you but you can venture to guess.

You hear rustling from what you assume are his trousers and armor becoming quickly displaced to areas around the room. When he is finished, you hear footsteps approaching behind you. You start with mild surprise as he grasps your hips, as you knew what was happening, but not necessarily the precise moment ''when''.

He pours warm oil on your nethers and across your whole ass, pausing to rub it into your skin, working the oil in between your thighs, all over your rear and between your cheeks. You shudder and gasp as his fingers reach under you, spreading to cup your mons possessively, proceeding to stroke your labia, brushing against your petals and working the oil into every crevice. You are aroused to the point where you let out an audible moan when he finally inserts his fingers into your sex, your hips bucking in response.

You are almost disappointed when he withdraws his fingers, only to re-insert them into your tight ring above! You are nervous allowing him to use your most sacred and tightest hole for his pleasure, but his demeanor clearly brooks no argument. It feels strange at first, but soon the eroticism and submissiveness of the act and the resulting sensations bring you back to a moaning ecstasy.

Suddenly, he inserts three fingers into your sex and strokes his thumb on your clit, forcing a womanly squeal out of you at the additional stimulation. He starts pistoning in and out in a rhythmic pattern, and your eyes cross in forced pleasure. Your cunt and ass clench on his digits as you try and fail to bite back moans. You lose track of the number of times he brings you to climax. He thoroughly lubes his prize, working you into a moaning, squirming puddle laid across his desk.

"Seeing as you are now thoroughly conquered, to the victor go the spoils." He says smugly

"I think the choice of how I take you is now up to me, no?" He asks pointedly

You nod your head, not trusting yourself to speak at this point, withering under his intense gaze at your most private region.

How does he decide to take you?

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your pussy]]

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your ass]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Bane is your god and his symbole is a fist in a gauntlet

2022-07-28T06:55:30Z

Shirasaya511:

As the touch of your finger reaches the talisman, you find comfort in your faith. You start to push away the nightmare in the past and focus on the present. You take a look around you to find the dark and cold stone wall of the church of Bane.

Bane, the god of tyrannical oppression, hate and terror, has a large and very organized clergy. He is feared among his faithful and feared even moreso by the unfaithful. His church has a very strict hierarchical structure, with strictly defined roles. Subservience and submission is demanded of those within the clergy.

Being located near Waterdeep but not within the town itself presents an advantage.

You are not bothered by the sounds of the city. But in this morning, the silence is deadening. You move the dark blankets aside and get up before starting to get ready.

After bathing and shaving, you braid your deep red hair into a functional plait, tying it off behind you with a leather thong. You also hide a thin but sturdy sheathed knife in your hair, and pin it with a pair of stiff steel pins.

The lacy black lingerie you adorn yourself with mainly serves to provide support and protect your womanly parts from chafing in combat, but the fact that it sensually enhances your charms in front of the mirror is by no accident. It may not speak to the utter dominance of does on the battlefield, but there are ''several'' ways to dominate people in this world.

You grin before getting the rest of your gear, your black, low v-cut tunic with crimson accents ends with a skirt, it clings to your toned curves and leaving enough cleavage to turn heads. Your jet-black chainmail hauberk, tied below your chest and cinched by a belt at your hips, reaches all the way down your thighs with cuts in the skirt for mobility. Tucked in your clothing are several hidden weapons, in case they become necessary. Your red cape signifies your faith, as well as your rank within. Paired with thigh-high, steel-reinforced, black leather boots, you truly look dressed to kill.

You move your trusted light mace from it's nightly position on your nightstand to a clip on your belt before walking out the door into the halls, still darkened despite the daylight.

[[D&D: You are summoned by the senior cleric]]

[[D&D: You wonder what is going on in the dungeons]]

[[D&D: You decide to go into town]]

[[D&D: You venture forth for adventures]]

[[D&D: You go down the church's barracks]]

[[D&D: You head to the training ground]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Bane is your god and his symbole is a fist in a gauntlet

2022-07-28T06:54:53Z

Shirasaya511:

As the touch of your finger reaches the talisman, you find comfort in your faith. You start to push away the nightmare in the past and focus on the present. You take a look around you to find the dark and cold stone wall of the church of Bane.

Bane, the god of tyrannical oppression, hate and terror, has a large and very organized clergy. He is feared among his faithful and feared even moreso by the unfaithful. His church has a very strict hierarchical structure, with strictly defined roles. Subservience and submission is demanded of those within the clergy.

Being located near Waterdeep but not within the town itself presents an advantage.

You are not bothered by the sounds of the city. But in this morning, the silence is deadening. You move the dark blankets aside and get up before starting to get ready.

After bathing and shaving, you braid your deep red hair into a functional plait, tying it off behind you with a leather thong. You also hide a thin but sturdy sheathed knife in your hair, and pin it with a pair of stiff steel pins.

The lacy black lingerie you adorn yourself with mainly serves to provide support and protect your womanly parts from chafing in combat, but the fact that it sensually enhances your charms in front of the mirror is by no accident. It may not speak to the utter dominance of does on the battlefield, but there are ''several'' ways to dominate people in this world.

You grin before getting the rest of your gear, your black, low v-cut tunic with crimson accents ends with a skirt, it clings to your toned curves and leaving enough cleavage to turn heads. Your jet-black chainmail hauberk, tied below your chest and cinched by a belt at your hips, reaches all the way down your thighs with cuts in the skirt for mobility. Tucked in your clothing are several hidden weapons, in case they become necessary. Your red cape signifies your faith, as well as your rank within. Paired with thigh-high, steel-reinforced, black leather boots, you truly look dressed to kill.

You move your trusted light mace from it's nightly position on your nightstand to a clip on your belt before walking out the door into the halls, still darkened despite the daylight.

[[D&D: You are summoned by the senior cleric]]

[[D&D: You wonder what is going on in the dungeons]]

[[D&D: You decide to go into town]]

[[D&D: You venture forth for adventures]]

[[D&D: You go down the church's barracks]]

[[D&D: You head to the training ground]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Hansel fucks your pussy

2021-09-23T09:01:11Z

Shirasaya511:

Hansel plunges his erect manhood into your moist quivering cunt, sending a wave of pleasure down your spine. Your cunt wraps around his dick tightly as he pounds your pussy. Though this time, you are no mere passive participant, thrusting back to meet him and working your developed kegels, stroking his cock with your womanhood as he fucks you silly. This encourages him to take the intensity up even further, thrusting so hard that you are forced prone, your legs splaying out to the sides as he continues to rail your body on the ground.

"Take it all in, elf cum dumpster!" Hansel roars heartily. He spanks your ass and you yelp. He continues to spank you, filling the room with the sound of slapping from the hand spanking and hips slamming into your posterior. You feel your whole body reverberating in heat as Hansel slams repeatedly into your tight nubile body.

"I'm going to leave my handprint on this ass," Hansel said wickedly. You lie on your belly helplessly as you endure the painfully delicious spanking that seems to go on forever.

After a while, the spanking only further heightens your arounsal. You like being owned by an aggressive dominating male, whose pounding makes your breasts bounce around like udders and your womb vibrate wantonly around a thick cock. You feel your juices flooding your cunt while Hansel fucks your cervix relentlessly, and scream, "I'm cumming!"

*[[You squirt]]
*[[Hansel shoots inside you]]

[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: Hansel continues to play with you

2021-09-23T08:54:02Z

Shirasaya511:

Hansel stands back to admire his handiwork, seeing you brought so low pleases him. He can see you pant with arousal, your tongue lolling out, and he decides that he is ready to claim you completely. He unties you from the pole, and reties your hands behind your back. He grabs you by your hair and you gasp with pain and surprise as he pulls you to a corner in his tent. He pushes your face down to the ground, leaving your rear up in the air, which he slaps and gropes. Your arousal is dripping down your inner thighs, leaving your loins soaked. Both your lower holes are exposed to him, and he decides to take full advantage of your vulnerability.

He spits on your cunt, adding to the wetness and gropes your mound possessively, causing you to whimper in pleasure. He slips two fingers into your slit, stretching it once more, preparing you for his pleasure. You can't help but push yourself back into his hand, desperately grinding against his fingers. He roughly starts to pummel his fingers in and out of your pussy, and you scream as he plunders your sex with his fingers. He wrings several orgasms from you, forcing squeals and moans from your throat.

Hansel pulls his fingers out of your pussy, both dripping wet from your arousal, and starts to circle your puckered rosebud with his slick fingers, causing you to gasp and rise up. You're slightly apprehensive, but you remember that belong to him now, and he can do whatever he wants with you now. You bend back down and raise your rear, accepting your treatment like a good elven bitch.

He slowly teases your asshole, prodding it with his middle finger, making you moan at the sensation. He penetrates your ass with his middle finger, your tightness constricting around it, trying to force him out to no avail. You yelp as he sinks down to his second knuckle, but with his fingers as lubricated as they are, you are unable to halt his progress into your ass. He progresses deeper into your ass and begins to wiggle his finger, causing you to squirm in response to these feelings, which are both uncomfortable but pleasurable.

"Damn, you are still tight back there," he says as he violates your most secret place.

You squeal as he inserts a second finger alongside the first, stretching you even further, causing your lower regions to feel full. He doesn't get far with his second finger, and you can see him reaching for something under his bed. He pulls out a flask of liquid, and you shriek as he pulls his fingers apart in your ass. He uncorks the stopper and pours the liquid into your ass, which overflows and drips down onto your cunt and down your thighs, making a mess of your already soaked loins. You can feel the oily substance bring a heat to your skin, and your arousal spike as it seems that the oily substance must have had an aphrodisiac mixed into the tincture. This eases his fingers' entry into your ass, and he has no problem sinking them down all the way into your asshole. He begins to fingerfuck your ass, and you moan at the pleasurable sensations. You feel a rush from your submissive position, feeling completely owned. He reaches around with his left hand and penetrates your pussy once more with his fingers, fingerfucking both your lower holes and bringing you swiftly to climax. Your orgasm hits like lightning, and you are left a quivering wreck in its wake. He withdraws his fingers from your ass, leaving you face down, ass up. You feel like you've been fucked silly, but he hasn't even begun.

"So you want to get fucked, eh slut?" He asks, slowly wriggling his fingers inside your pussy.

You nod your head and whimper as you arch your back, reaching back with your bound hands and spread your ass in front of him, offering your holes for him to use.

"I'll take that as a yes." He says, as he strokes the base of his cock in preparation, hotdogging his cock in between your cheeks.

[[D&D: Hansel fucks your pussy]]

[[D&D: Hansel fucks your ass]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: You succumb to your desires

2021-09-23T08:50:00Z

Shirasaya511:

The feeling of arousal overwhelms you, as you think Hansel is right. You always enjoyed when your sexual partners were treating you roughly. Ashamed, but very aroused, you sheath your sword, than drops to your knees, starting to untie your top.

"Do with me as you please..." you tell him, your voice cracking, but your loins burning with sensation from the anticipation of what to come.

"Get into the tent, bitch" he orders, as he grabs your hair and pulls you hard. You crawl inside on all four, with Hansel guiding you by pulling your hair. Once inside, you quickly finish removing your top.

You barely adjust to the surroundings inside, as he again pulls you by your hair, bringing your head towards his loins. Apparently he already undressed, as he shoves his large cock into your mouth. You gag on the large cock, finding it difficult to accommodate it in your mouth. He deep-throats you brutally, making you choke on his man-meat. After a few seconds, where you can barely breath, he pulls out, as you pant heavily, catching your breath. However, your reprise is short lived as he resumes to fuck your throat.

For several minutes you are brutally face-fucked by him, his erect cock stretching your mouth. You slowly get accustomed to his large cock stretching your throat out, as you give him a blowjob. He manages to force you down to the hilt, your throat spasming and involuntarily stroking his cock. He suddenly pulls out, and as you try to catch your breath, you feel a rope being tied over your wrists. In a few seconds your hands are bound together, and he then ties the other edge of the rope to the tent's central beam. You kneel in front of him, your hands bound over your head, as he gropes your large breasts. He quickly strips you, his large fingers belie surprising dexterity as he makes quick work of your armor as well as your clothes and undergarments. Your chest is prominently presented to him, your back arched in supplication. You moan as he squeezes them again, then you cry from pain as he suddenly slaps them hard. For a minute he plays with your breasts, groping, mashing, smacking them. Than, he forces his large cock between them, as he grabs both tits with his arm and start to fuck your tits, all the while mashing them together with his hands. You moan and groan from the treatment as he furiously fucks your tits, you tilt your head down and open wide as you stick out your tongue, his cock long enough to bury his head completely in your mouth past your tits. After several minutes he shoots his massive load of cum unto your face and breasts, covering you in his semen.

By now you are aroused so much, you beg him to fuck you, to make you orgasm.

[[D&D: Hansel continues to play with you]]

[[D&D: You are betrayed, apparently Hansel sold you, as your captor enters the tent]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: Go out of the city to look for Hansel's tent, plotting revenge

2021-09-23T08:44:23Z

Shirasaya511:

As the rage builds inside you, you decide you must get revenge. You dismiss Andin, telling him you are okay.

"Are you sure?" he ask, giving you a worried look.

You icily stare back at him "I'm fine!".

He is taken aback by your harsh response, clearly feeling your anger.

"Please, m'lady, don't do anything rash...".

You turn around and walk away, feeling a little bad for treating him badly when he only offered to help. However, nothing matters other than getting revenge on Hansel.

You quickly and stealthily slink back to your tent in the camp outside the arena. Not having a spare set of leather armor in your tent, you quickly don a tan halter bra, a matching thong, and to complete your outfit, a form fitting hauberk and breeches made of fine elven chain, tied with leather cordage. Your outfit providing a healthy balance of protection and mobility, and satisfied with it, you grab a spare sword from your tent and head out with a purpose.

You make your way through the city, towards its gates. You don't exactly know where Hansel's tent is, so it takes you about an hour of searching to finally spot his tent, a circular tent made of fur, larger than the small usual tents, perched on a small hill not far from the city's gates. Hansel is sitting by his tent, watching the road leading into the city. He notices your approach, however he remains sitting, not even looking at you. You climb the small hill, reaching his tent, as you walk towards him, your anger about the previous humiliation is at a peak. You draw your sword as you approach him, doubt starting to creep into your mind.

"You scumbag!" you shout at him, "I could have killed you if it were a real fight!".

Hansel slowly turns towards you, listening with a smirk but not replying. "You dishonorable piece of shit, how dare you? I should kill you for what you have done!"

He looks at you, his calm gaze unnerving you a little, as he still does not say a word.

"Well, don't you have anything to say?" you ask, a bit confused. You expected some sort of reply - an excuse, a taunt, even straightforward fight - but his attitude, as you are nothing but some almost transparent being, is unnerving. It also makes your even more angry.

"Fight me now, here, without anyone stopping me from killing you like the coward you are" you taunt him, "or are you afraid?"

Suddenly, Hansel slowly rise, his tall figure looming large over you "You got what you deserved, but also what you desired."

"What?", you reply, "how dare you? I will show you what YOU deserve!" you reply, waving your sword.

"You come here, all angry and shouting, throwing threats - but deep inside, you are just an elvish slut who enjoys a strong man dominating her, like so many other women. You didn't come here for revenge - you came here to get some more cock, like I knew you would! Kneel and beg me to fuck you to oblivion, slut!"

You are taken aback by his words. While you feel intense urge just to lunge at him straight away, you do feel aroused somewhat. The memory of Hansel taking you on the battle ring floor, while everyone is watching, making you more aroused, as you consider his words. Maybe he is right? The doubt grows in your mind, along with an undeniable but forbidden desire.

You try to clear your head, regain control of the situation. What happens next:

[[D&D: You attack Hansel]]

[[D&D: You decide to walk away]]

[[D&D: You succumb to your desires]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: Go out of the city to look for Hansel's tent, plotting revenge

2021-09-23T08:43:57Z

Shirasaya511:

As the rage builds inside you, you decide you must get revenge. You dismiss Andin, telling him you are okay.

"Are you sure?" he ask, giving you a worried look.

You icily stare back at him "I'm fine!".

He is taken aback by your harsh response, clearly feeling your anger.

"Please, m'lady, don't do anything stupid...".

You turn around and walk away, feeling a little bad for treating him badly when he only offered to help. However, nothing matters other than getting revenge on Hansel.

You quickly and stealthily slink back to your tent in the camp outside the arena. Not having a spare set of leather armor in your tent, you quickly don a tan halter bra, a matching thong, and to complete your outfit, a form fitting hauberk and breeches made of fine elven chain, tied with leather cordage. Your outfit providing a healthy balance of protection and mobility, and satisfied with it, you grab a spare sword from your tent and head out with a purpose.

You make your way through the city, towards its gates. You don't exactly know where Hansel's tent is, so it takes you about an hour of searching to finally spot his tent, a circular tent made of fur, larger than the small usual tents, perched on a small hill not far from the city's gates. Hansel is sitting by his tent, watching the road leading into the city. He notices your approach, however he remains sitting, not even looking at you. You climb the small hill, reaching his tent, as you walk towards him, your anger about the previous humiliation is at a peak. You draw your sword as you approach him, doubt starting to creep into your mind.

"You scumbag!" you shout at him, "I could have killed you if it were a real fight!".

Hansel slowly turns towards you, listening with a smirk but not replying. "You dishonorable piece of shit, how dare you? I should kill you for what you have done!"

He looks at you, his calm gaze unnerving you a little, as he still does not say a word.

"Well, don't you have anything to say?" you ask, a bit confused. You expected some sort of reply - an excuse, a taunt, even straightforward fight - but his attitude, as you are nothing but some almost transparent being, is unnerving. It also makes your even more angry.

"Fight me now, here, without anyone stopping me from killing you like the coward you are" you taunt him, "or are you afraid?"

Suddenly, Hansel slowly rise, his tall figure looming large over you "You got what you deserved, but also what you desired."

"What?", you reply, "how dare you? I will show you what YOU deserve!" you reply, waving your sword.

"You come here, all angry and shouting, throwing threats - but deep inside, you are just an elvish slut who enjoys a strong man dominating her, like so many other women. You didn't come here for revenge - you came here to get some more cock, like I knew you would! Kneel and beg me to fuck you to oblivion, slut!"

You are taken aback by his words. While you feel intense urge just to lunge at him straight away, you do feel aroused somewhat. The memory of Hansel taking you on the battle ring floor, while everyone is watching, making you more aroused, as you consider his words. Maybe he is right? The doubt grows in your mind, along with an undeniable but forbidden desire.

You try to clear your head, regain control of the situation. What happens next:

[[D&D: You attack Hansel]]

[[D&D: You decide to walk away]]

[[D&D: You succumb to your desires]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: Hansel cums inside you

2021-09-23T08:35:36Z

Shirasaya511:

"I plant my seed where I want, cunt!" He says

He plunges his cock balls deep into your pussy, and you can feel his rod pulse inside you. He breaches your cervix one last time and you can feel the warmth and volume of his load splash against the back of your womb. You gasp as the hot liquid begins to fill your pussy to the brim, cumming once more as your muscles spasm around his cock, as if to encourage him to further seed your cunt. Your arms give out, and you land on your chest, ass up as you take his seed deep within you. You lie there, both your body and your ego bruised. Hansel pulls out of you, and some of his semen flows out of you, but with your body at this angle, most of it stays deep inside of you.

You gasp in exhaustion, but manage to sit up. His copious load flows out of you, causing you to spasm at the sensation. You try to crawl towards the remains of your clothing, to attempt to scavenge what little is left of your modesty, but it seems that Hansel has other plans.

Hansel then walks towards the fighters' seats, taking the loser's cure potion in his hand and returning towards you. You have just started to recover, as your are back on all fours, lifting your head towards him you reach out to take it, thinking he decided to humiliate you further by offering you the potion but having no alternative. Surprisingly, he takes the potion pins your head to the arena floor once more, and roughly inserts the cure potion into your pussy, the cold liquid causing you to shriek as it flows into you and mixes with his and your fluids. You are held down, as the fluid flows into you in the most humiliating display of your life.

"I decided to put the cure where you needed it most, slut!". Most of the crowd burst with laughter.

You pick up your clothes and sword and start to move to the side, when Andin approaches you.

"Are you okay? He should be disqualified for good for what he's done!" He covers you with a blanket and moves you to the side. You use the blanket to clean yourself a little, and you quickly redress.

After the humiliation, you are not sure staying in the ring is a good option. You also feel rage against Hansel, but apparently after claiming his winnings he disappeared from the battle ring. Andin looks at you with a worried look "M'lady, might I offer help? we can go away to my residence where you can properly clean and rest."

[[D&D: Agree to go with Andin]]

[[D&D: Decide to stay in the battle ring]]

[[D&D: Go out of the city to look for Hansel's tent, plotting revenge]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: Try to endure as it's too risky to try anything

2021-09-23T08:30:09Z

Shirasaya511:

Hansel continues to fuck your pussy roughly while groping and mashing your sensitive breasts. Too weak and stunned to resist, you can only mewl and squeal as he does with your tight body as he pleases, forcing you to new heights and lows. After a several minutes of rough fucking, you suddenly feel him pulling out his cock from your abused pussy, as it gapes for a moment before your natural elasticity pulls your pussy lips together into a taut slit again. Hardly able to even catch your breath, immediately your long blonde hair is being grabbed and pulled. Hansel roughly turns you over, so you are now lying on your belly gasping for breath. Your relief is short lived as Hansel pulls your hips up, kicks your legs apart, and immediately shoves his erect shaft balls deep into your pussy, fucking you from behind as he holds your arms folded behind your back.

Your back arches in pain and pleasure as his cock roughly drives balls deep, pulling himself almost all the way out, only to repeat the process. This time he is giving it to you with all he has, his breathing becoming heavy as he finally shows signs of effort. His balls are now slapping against your clit, driving you closer and closer to climax.

You are on all fours, moaning and crying, as Hansel is railing your pussy faster and harder. Since you face away from him, you catch a glimpse of the audience - it seems that while a few are appalled by the "show", most of the spectators enjoy it. This only intensifies your humiliation, and an orgasm slowly starts to build toward its climax. From some dark corner of your fantasies, you are getting extremely aroused by it all... Hansel has a lot of stamina, as he is fucking you already for good several minutes and he doesn't seem to be close to an orgasm. Suddenly, he slaps your ass-cheek hard with his hand, a high-pitch yelp escaping your throat as you reflexively clench your sex around him.

"Well that certainly got you going, lets see how red we can get this little ass!" He crows, proceeding to rain down blows on your defenseless ass

This causes you to yelp, squirm and beg for mercy for your poor rear, but to no avail. He continues to spank your ass as he uses your pussy and even your womb as his personal cocksleeve. You feel your pleasure growing against your will, as your body responds to this rough fucking. You whimper as he grabs your ponytail and proceeds to use it as a grip, causing you to arch your back more, allowing him to fuck your womb even deeper. This pushes your poor pussy over the edge, as an earthshaking climax leaves you quivering with pleasure as your pussy squirts and cums around his cock, soaking the sand. Unconcerned with your heightened sensitivity, he continues to fuck you through your orgasm, prolonging it even further.

"Know your place!" he cries as he quickens his pace. Several taunts about your fighting abilities are being thrown out as you feel him getting closer, his cock throbbing.

"Don't.... aghh! not inside...please!" you beg between your moans and groans.

[[D&D: Hansel cums inside you]]

[[D&D: Hansel pulls out at the last moment]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: You decide you're in no position to retaliate just yet, regardless of what's about to happen

2021-09-23T08:24:06Z

Shirasaya511:

Too weak from the blows you received before, you are unable to resist at the moment, and within a few seconds Hansel has removed his leggings; you see his large and erect shaft over you.

"Don't you dare!" you hiss at him, staring at him with hatred. In response, he grabs your nipple and twists it hard, causing you to squeal in pain.

"Shut up, cunt" he replies, slapping your upturned ass with enough force that the slap echoes around the arena. As you are focused on Hansel and your dire predicament, you do not pay attention to the murmuring in the crowd. Andin has been restrained from intervening at the moment, as everyone watches to see what will happen.

Hansel spits into his hand a few times and rubs his shaft as he positions himself above you. After Hansel's not so tender attentions, it seems that getting stripped and taken in a ring surrounded by spectators has caused an aroused response from your body and your sex. You feel your core clenching and moistening as he publicly humiliates you, which scares you even more than what is about to happen to you.

"I swear I'll kill you!" you scream at him in terror as you feel the tip of his shaft touching your tight, elven pussy. He grunts and shoves his cock inside your pussy, making you scream as his massive cock forcefully stretches your inner walls. As Hansel forcefully pushes his cock inside you; you let out a scream and to your horror it was not a scream of pain, but one of ecstasy. Your body not accustomed to such a large insertion, as your body was made for taking much more slender elven cocks, but nevertheless your elven elasticity and flexibility yields to his huge manhood.

He starts to have his way with you, fucking you roughly, the pleasure/pain along with the humiliation causing tears to build and fall along the sides of your face. Your focus is on Hansel, but you can't ignore some of the derogatory calls and remarks from the crowd about you and your fighting abilities. Unable to control it, your body starts to react to the fact that his large cock is hammering your pussy. As you begin to build even more natural lubrication within your walls, the intercourse becomes less painful. The moans forced from your lips are starting to take on a more desperate tone.

"I think she is really starting to enjoy this! Maybe that's why she came here today, to get fucked?" he calls to the crowd .You hear the laughing from the crowd, which just makes it worse...

Hansel continues to fuck you roughly, thrusting hard into your twat, releasing your hands from above your head, maybe thinking you are beyond any resistance; or he is simply focused on ramming into you like a horny animal. His large shaft has penetrated your cervix and is currently fucking your womb, your cervical ring stretched around his cock and merely providing another point of tight constriction around his manhood. His brutal thrusts are causing a visible bulge above your mound with each thrust, your elven anatomy yielding its inherent flexibility to his cock. He starts to grope your small breasts with his hands and pinch your nipples hard, making you cry out again. If you want to make a move against him, this might be the time as your hands are released and his guard is down, however, the relentless pounding had taken its toll, and you are also greatly aroused, despite your circumstances.

He flips you on your back, exposing your breasts to the captive audience, and quickly forces your legs to spread wide with his knees. You struggle with him, but his technique as well as his sheer strength soon leaves both your arms pinned by one of his massive hands. He takes his other hand to guide his cock back into your with a gradual, but inexorable thrust, only stopping when his cock is balls deep inside of you. Your voice, starting as a gasp soon shifts octaves into a high moan as he penetrates your sex, your cervical ring, and continues through to your innermost depths.

He hammers you with short, deep thrusts, his balls slapping against your tight ring with each thrust. Your legs are spread further by the trunk of his wide muscular body, splayed out to the sides and shaking wildly from both adrenaline and pleasure. He soon finds a rhythm, and your high pitched yelps and moans echo through the arena to land on the ears of a enraptured crowd.

What you do next:

[[D&D: Give in to the pleasure. If you can't win, at least enjoy some good sex...]]

[[D&D: Try to attack him when he's most vulnerable]]

[[D&D: Beg him to stop this]]

[[D&D: Try to endure as it's too risky to try anything]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: You decide you're in no position to retaliate just yet, regardless of what's about to happen

2021-09-23T08:13:45Z

Shirasaya511:

Too weak from the blows you received before, you are unable to resist at the moment, and within a few seconds Hansel has removed his leggings; you see his large and erect shaft over you.

"Don't you dare!" you hiss at him, staring at him with hatred. In response, he grabs your nipple and twists it hard, causing you to squeal in pain.

"Shut up, cunt" he replies, slapping your upturned ass with enough force that the slap echoes around the arena. As you are focused on Hansel and your dire predicament, you do not pay attention to the murmuring in the crowd. Andin has been restrained from intervening at the moment, as everyone watches to see what will happen.

Hansel spits into his hand a few times and rubs his shaft as he positions himself above you. After Hansel's not so tender attentions, it seems that getting stripped and taken in a ring surrounded by spectators has caused an aroused response from your body and your sex. You feel your core clenching and moistening as he publicly humiliates you, which scares you even more than what is about to happen to you.

"I swear I'll kill you!" you scream at him in terror as you feel the tip of his shaft touching your tight, elven pussy. He grunts and shoves his cock inside your pussy, making you scream as his massive cock forcefully stretches your inner walls. As Hansel forcefully pushes his cock inside you; you let out a scream and to your horror it was not a scream of pain, but one of ecstasy. Your body not accustomed to such a large insertion, as your body was made for taking much more slender elven cocks, but nevertheless your elven elasticity and flexibility yields to his huge manhood.

He starts to have his way with you, fucking you roughly, the pleasure/pain along with the humiliation causing tears to build and fall along the sides of your face. Your focus is on Hansel, but you can't ignore some of the derogatory calls and remarks from the crowd about you and your fighting abilities. Unable to control it, your body starts to react to the fact that his large cock is hammering your pussy. As you begin to build even more natural lubrication within your walls, the intercourse becomes less painful. The moans forced from your lips are starting to take on a more desperate tone.

"I think she is really starting to enjoy this! Maybe that's why she came here today, to get fucked?" he calls to the crowd .You hear the laughing from the crowd, which just makes it worse...

Hansel continues to fuck you roughly, thrusting hard into your twat, releasing your hands from above your head, maybe thinking you are beyond any resistance; or he is simply focused on ramming into you like a horny animal. His large shaft has penetrated your cervix and is currently fucking your womb, your cervical ring stretched around his cock and merely providing another point of tight constriction around his manhood. His brutal thrusts are causing a visible bulge above your mound with each thrust, your elven anatomy yielding its inherent flexibility to his cock. He starts to grope your small breasts with his hands and pinch your nipples hard, making you cry out again. If you want to make a move against him, this might be the time as your hands are released and his guard is down, however, the relentless pounding had taken its toll, and you are also greatly aroused, despite your circumstances...

What you do next:

[[D&D: Give in to the pleasure. If you can't win, at least enjoy some good sex...]]

[[D&D: Try to attack him when he's most vulnerable]]

[[D&D: Beg him to stop this]]

[[D&D: Try to endure as it's too risky to try anything]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: Stand your ground and try to withstand the tackle

2021-09-23T08:00:55Z

Shirasaya511:

While stronger than you look, you're without match to the much larger human, finding great difficulty keeping any semblance of balance. He grabs a meaty hand around your weapon arm's wrist, the other hand taking your leg; your free hand curls a fist and jabs into his nose to cause a bleed, but aside from his wince you have done little to stop him raising your body off of the ground. The terrible rush of cold adrenaline signals your sudden descent as he slams you into the center of the ring, causing you to lose much of your breath as well as experience a flash of jagged light warp your vision for the strike your head has just made on the rough terrain.

The man's hand releases your wrist only to give you a strong backhand across the face followed by a heavy weight pressing into your stomach. He has his knee pressed below your ribcage, restricting recovery, and though he should claim victory here and now, the large hand rips away your deerskin, leather straps being your only modesty at the torso. You shudder at the sheer strength it must have taken to rip your enhanced leather armor with such little effort. At this, there's a sudden voice of whispers among the spectators, especially by the warriors in waiting.

"What are you doing?" Andin speaks in concerned accusation, Hansel ignores him and tears away at the leather straps over your chest, you see through blurry vision Andin standing into the ring "Hey, what do you think you're doing?!"

A few others stand, the half-orc's hand taking Andin's shoulder "No rules being broken."

Andin is hardly deterred, trying to push out of the grip and stand closer, only managing to reach one step which the Half-orc takes with him in order to better position himself. A quick scuffle ensues, but Andin is ultimately subdued by both the Half-Orc himself and the social pressure from several disapproving looks that he gained while trying to interrupt the spectacle.

Meanwhile, your chest has been exposed. He quickly manages to grapple with you until you are flipped over onto your front, and now he is forcefully pulling the leather down your legs and revealing your undergarments. Hansel quickly rips your waistband in a similar fashion as he did to your armor, making use of the loose band to jerk the pants down over your flared hips and toned rear, only stopping when your pants slip past your feet. He reaches around between your legs and underneath your panties, and your hidden arousal is immediately exposed to him as he possessively gropes your mound, manhandling in front of the entire crowd, causing you to shriek in outrage and fear. Those shrieks soon turn into muffled yelps as he begins to molest your pinned and helpless body.

His fingers change their tactics from the rough groping from before, no longer simply content with cupping your mound and grinding his palm into your clit. He begins to slide his fingers up and down your labia, massaging your outer mons and stroking your inner lips, forcing you to stifle a moan. He slowly strokes down to tease your hole, only to work his way back up to work on the sides of your clitoral hood. Hansel slowly works his fingers around your clit, and when he finally pulls back your clitoral hood to massage your clit directly, you can no longer bite back the moans, letting a loud shuddering gasp out as you moan like a 3 copper whore.

His other hand snakes around to your breasts, tweaking your sensitive nipples, and squeezing you almost uncomfortably hard as he pins you with the weight of his chest on your back and his leg wrapped around your thigh.

The message is clear "You aren't an arena fighter, you nothing more than my toy"

He chuckles in your ear

"You're aching for this aren't you slut? We'll just have to scratch that itch of yours together" He growls into your pointed ear, too quiet for the crowd to hear

With a mighty roar he grabs your bra and panties in each hand, and tears them from you. You yelp in pain at the snapping of the garments, and despair as you hear a similar roar from the excited crowd. There will be no help from the bloodthirsty masses today.

Hansel places his hands over yours, gripping them into one hand and reaching down to take hold of his leggings...

[[D&D: You still have plenty of strength, raise your knee to slam his crotch against his knuckles]]

[[D&D: You decide you're in no position to retaliate just yet, regardless of what's about to happen]]

[[D&D: You call out to the other fighters for help in a "Special circumstance"]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]
[[Category: D&D: Female Elven Fighter]]

D&D: Stand your ground and try to withstand the tackle

2021-09-23T08:00:34Z

Shirasaya511:

D&D: The senior cleric orders you to bend over and give your ass a good spanking

2021-09-23T07:36:54Z

Shirasaya511:

"Bend over the desk over there and grab the opposite edge," he orders.

You walk towards the desk in the corner of the room.

As you slowly reach towards the opposite end of the desk, you feel your chainmail riding up your ass, exposing your rear as well as the lips of your womanhood.

You can almost ''feel'' his stare as he approaches you. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment but you feel a slightly different sensation as well, as the heat you felt earlier slowly descends towards your sex.

"Count the strokes," he says.

Without further warning, he closes the remaining distance and hits your rear with a ringing slap that echoes in the room. You bite your tongue, knowing that shouting will only make it worse.

"One," you say dully, refusing to let the pain creep into your voice.

Again, he spanks your ass, this time on the left cheek. This time you can't help but let out an involuntary muffled yelp.

"Two," you say shakily, your voice starting to break.

By the time he is finished, your ass is bright red, tears are freely streaming down your cheeks, and your rear is in agony.

However, that is not the only sensation which you can feel, as you are surprised to find yourself very aroused by this. Your pussy is very wet by now, and you hope he has not noticed your arousal, but to no avail. You feel dirty and humiliated, but at the same time you feel arousal at his utter conquest of you and your dignity.

"Now put your feet apart and spread yourself for me" he says sternly.

On shaky legs you submit, inching your legs apart while reaching back to your ass. You grab your cheeks and spread them, surrendering your most intimate areas to his gaze.

SLAP

Another spanking rings out on your ass as you yelp in pain, your actions clearly not satisfactory to him.

"Arch your back more, really present yourself"

Your flush burns red on your face and chest as you arch your back, your hands keeping your sex fully open, and your rosebud exposed.

You notice him shift his position as his hands head directly to your exposed sex. You fail to stifle the moan as he circles your labia with his fingers. His fingers trail up and down your slit, growing increasingly moist as he continues toward the entrance to your womanhood. If this continues, you could possibly be discovered, as the noises you make grow increasingly loud despite your wishes.

With as much haste as he began, he jams his middle finger into your pussy, causing you to yelp in surprise.

"It looks like we have a masochist on our hands here. You're soaking wet! It seems as if you are party to your own conquest." he says as he continues to probe your sex, your arousal growing.

It ended as quickly as it was initiated as he extracts his finger from your sex. You cannot see what he is doing behind you but you can venture to guess.

You hear rustling from what you assume are his trousers and armor becoming quickly displaced to areas around the room. When he is finished, you hear footsteps approaching behind you. You start with mild surprise as he grasps your hips, as you knew what was happening, but not necessarily the precise moment ''when''.

He pours warm oil on your nethers and across your whole ass, pausing to rub it into your skin, working the oil in between your thighs, all over your rear and between your cheeks. You shudder and gasp as his fingers reach under you, spreading to cup your mons possessively, proceeding to stroke your labia, brushing against your petals and working the oil into every crevice. You are aroused to the point where you let out an audible moan when he finally inserts his fingers into your sex, your hips bucking in response. You are almost disappointed when he withdraws his fingers, only to re-insert them into your tight ring above! You are nervous allowing him to use your most sacred and tightest hole for his pleasure, but his demeanor clearly brooks no argument. It feels strange at first, but soon the eroticism and submissiveness of the act and the resulting sensations bring you back to a moaning ecstasy. He thoroughly lubes his prize, working you into a moaning puddle laid across his desk.

"Seeing as you are now my conquest, to the victor go the spoils." He says smugly

"I think the choice of how I take you is now up to me, no?" He asks pointedly

You nod your head, not trusting yourself to speak at this point, withering under his intense gaze at your most private region.

How does he decide to take you?

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your pussy]]

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your ass]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: The senior cleric orders you to bend over and give your ass a good spanking

2021-09-23T07:35:23Z

Shirasaya511:

"Bend over the desk over there and grab the opposite edge," he orders.

You walk towards the desk in the corner of the room.

As you slowly reach towards the opposite end of the desk, you feel your chainmail riding up your ass, exposing your rear as well as the lips of your womanhood.

You can almost ''feel'' his stare as he approaches you. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment but you feel a slightly different sensation as well, as the heat you felt earlier slowly descends towards your sex.

"Count the strokes," he says.

Without further warning, he closes the remaining distance and hits your rear with a ringing slap that echoes in the room. You bite your tongue, knowing that shouting will only make it worse.

"One," you say dully, refusing to let the pain creep into your voice.

Again, he spanks your ass, this time on the left cheek. This time you can't help but let out an involuntary muffled yelp.

"Two," you say shakily, your voice starting to break.

By the time he is finished, your ass is bright red, tears are freely streaming down your cheeks, and your rear is in agony.

However, that is not the only sensation which you can feel, as you are surprised to find yourself very aroused by this. Your pussy is very wet by now, and you hope he has not noticed your arousal, but to no avail. You feel dirty and humiliated, but at the same time you feel arousal at his utter conquest of you and your dignity.

"Now put your feet apart and spread yourself for me" he says sternly.

On shaky legs you submit, inching your legs apart while reaching back to your ass. You grab your cheeks and spread them, surrendering your most intimate areas to his gaze.

SLAP

Another spanking rings out on your ass as you yelp in pain, your actions clearly not satisfactory to him.

"Arch your back more, really present yourself"

Your flush burns red on your face and chest as you arch your back, your hands keeping your sex fully open, and your rosebud exposed.

You notice him shift his position as his hands head directly to your exposed sex. You fail to stifle the moan as he circles your labia with his fingers. His fingers trail up and down your slit, growing increasingly moist as he continues toward the entrance to your womanhood. If this continues, you could possibly be discovered, as the noises you make grow increasingly loud despite your wishes.

With as much haste as he began, he jams his middle finger into your pussy, causing you to yelp in surprise.

"It looks like we have a masochist on our hands here. You're soaking wet! It seems as if you are party to your own conquest." he says as he continues to probe your sex, your arousal growing.

It ended as quickly as it was initiated as he extracts his finger from your sex. You cannot see what he is doing behind you but you can venture to guess.

You hear rustling from what you assume are his trousers and armor becoming quickly displaced to areas around the room. When he is finished, you hear footsteps approaching behind you. You start with mild surprise as he grasps your hips, as you knew what was happening, but not necessarily the precise moment ''when''.

"I think the choice of how I take you is now up to me, no?" He asks pointedly as he pours warm oil on your nethers and across your whole ass, pausing to rub it into your skin, working the oil in between your thighs, all over your rear and between your cheeks. You shudder and gasp as his fingers reach under you, spreading to cup your mons possessively, proceeding to stroke your labia, brushing against your petals and working the oil into every crevice. You are aroused to the point where you let out an audible moan when he finally inserts his fingers into your sex, your hips bucking in response. You are almost disappointed when he withdraws his fingers, only to re-insert them into your tight ring above! You are nervous allowing him to use your most sacred and tightest hole for his pleasure, but his demeanor clearly brooks no argument. It feels strange at first, but soon the eroticism and submissiveness of the act and the resulting sensations bring you back to a moaning ecstasy. He thoroughly lubes his prize, working you into a moaning puddle laid across his desk.

"Seeing as you are now my conquest, to the victor go the spoils." He says smugly

You nod your head, not trusting yourself to speak at this point

How does he decide to take you?

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your pussy]]

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your ass]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 2nd day: A secluded storage room

2020-12-04T09:32:44Z

Shirasaya511:

"Over here" he whispers as he grabs your hand and pulls you in a storage room. He quickly closes the door behind him. You step in and look around. The room is filled with stock, and it's pretty cramped. Crates with equipment are piled up here and there at seemingly random. The room is a deadend.

He hand suddenly gropes your ass and squeezes it, forcing a cute moan out of you.

You look back at him with a cute flush

"So...what did you want me to help you with ?"

"hrm.. I figured I'd ask you to help me with some storage issue."

"Storage issue ?" he grip gets stronger, getting another cute yelp from you.

"Yes... There is a surplus of warm semen but I don't know where to put it..." he says naughtily. His hand rubs up both your ass and your stomach. "I'm thinking a cute elf would make a good storage container..."

You blush hard and moans a bit hotly when his hand slides down your stomach, underneath your robe and he begins rubbing your pussy through your panties. He takes a moment to possessively grope your mound before penetrating you with his fingers. His hand on your ass also begins to rub up your asshole. Your hand reaches down to caress his member through his pants, feeling him hardening.

He continues to tease you

"I'm not sure I want to trust you with such a big responsibility though..." he add with a smirk.

You moan again because of his fingers

"ah..I.. I promise to do a good job..."

"Hrm... I hope there's enough room for this..." he grins and lets go of you before beginning to strip you himself. He almost tears your clothes off. In a mere moment, you are completely nude and he start to unzip his pants while licking his lips. Your body is already glistening from the heat both external and internal. Your pussy is glistening even more. His cock has gotten pretty stiff as well. His hand slides along your side, feeling the naked and slutty elf next to him.

"Hrm.. now then my little cumtainer... which one is in the input hole ?..." he says looking at you.

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 2nd day: Storage room: Drop on your knees and offer your mouth]]

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 2nd day: Storage room: bend over a crate and offer your pussy]]

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 2nd day: Storage room: bend over a crate and offer your asshole]]

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 2nd day: Storage room: Sits on a crate and offer your pussy]]

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 2nd day: Storage room: Sits on a crate and offer your asshole]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: You teach the two boys

2020-12-04T09:10:13Z

Shirasaya511:

You decide only to train two of the boys in the group. The two in question were a pair of twin half-orcs, both muscular and rather vulgar, but smarter than you'd initially given them credit for. You head out to a secluded training session in one of the compound's training rooms.

"Alright boys, let's start with some basic combat training in the next room." You say ushering them towards a door on the far end of the room. The room has a whole wall devoted to weapons and armor. "How about some unarmed training?" Said one of the two boys, as good an idea as any you suppose, what you have yet to realize however is that the boys have a devious plan in the works.

You decide that a little warmup is in order before open combat training, you lead them through a rigorous workout, once you finish its decided that it'll be the twins versus you during combat, you begin with a few punches the boys evade, every now and then they launch back getting you once or twice. One of the boys then lunges forward knocking you off your feet, you manage to kick him away before he can continue and push yourself back to your feet just in time to dodge his next two attacks.

At this point you're nearly out of breath and are about to call the end of combat training when you feel a sharp pain in the back of your left knee bringing you to the ground, while you were fighting the first brother the other snuck behind you. You then feel your arms pulled behind your back and hear a thud as a pair of guards manacles are clapped round your wrists, you look up to yell at the boys, you don't get much out because as you look up one of them shoves his large cock in your mouth.

The brother whose cock is in your mouth grabs the back of your head and makes you slowly bob your head back and forth. His inhumanly strong grip convinces you that biting down would be a perilous prospect at best. You've never been so angry in your life, never felt so dirty and debased, here you are a renowned senior cleric, the subject of a great many ballads and a centerpiece of countless adventures now brought to your knees like a common whore, worst of all though is that despite the horrid smell and revolting taste, sucking this half-orcs cock is beginning to turn you on.

Hearing you moan around his cock the trainee starts pumping more and more of his cock in your mouth, you've never had one this big before, once he begins hitting the back of your throat you don't think you can take anymore. He however, seems to disagree and forces him whole cock in your mouth and down your throat, you're gagging and choking on his cock as he rapidly and forcefully thrusts in and out of your mouth, you can barely breathe around his cock and begin to panic, after several minutes of rough facefucking. You can feel your own drool dripping down your throat and chest, making a thorough mess down your front that will certainly lead to uncomfortable stares and questions if anyone sees you like this.

You eventually give in to the rough treatment, accepting it as a consequence of your defeat. After all, Bane is the God of war ''and'' domination. He seems to sense your acquiescence from the lack of tension in your muscles and begins his final assault. You can feel his manhood swell even larger as he shoves your nose down to his pubic hair, sheathing the entirety of his cock in your throat. He lets out a triumphant roar as he unloads down your quivering throat. You do your best to swallow his copious load with limited success, the sheer size of his load causing you to gag and inadvertently milk more cum from his balls. He pulls out slowly, somehow ''still'' cumming filling your mouth and forcing cum to shoot out your nose, and unloads the remainder on your face, your hair, and your breasts.

This whole thing has made you so horny you don't think you can function properly without a good hard fucking in the very near future. You weakly swallow what is left of the load in your mouth and beg

"M-more... I n-need more, fuck me until I can't think anymore..."

You're a complete mess, drool and cum dripping out of your nose and mouth, flowing off your chin into your generous cleavage. You're the absolute picture of a wanton whore.

Do you lose yourself to lust?

[[D&D: FHC No, you recover. But there's no reason you can't indulge in some submission]]

[[D&D: FHC Yes, you completely lose yourself to lust and submission, becoming their submissive fucktoy]]

[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Hansel continues to play with you

2020-06-03T01:20:51Z

Shirasaya511:

Hansel stands back to admire his handiwork, seeing you brought so low pleases him. He can see you pant with arousal, your tongue lolling out, and he decides that he is ready to claim you completely. He unties you from the pole, and reties your hands behind your back. He grabs you by your hair and you gasp with pain and surprise as he pulls you to a corner in his tent. He pushes your face down to the ground, leaving your rear up in the air, which he slaps and gropes. Your arousal is dripping down your inner thighs, leaving your loins soaked. Both your lower holes are exposed to him, and he decides to take full advantage of your vulnerability.

He spits on your cunt, adding to the wetness and gropes your mound possessively, causing you to whimper in pleasure. He slips two fingers into your slit, stretching it once more, preparing you for his pleasure. You can't help but push yourself back into his hand, desperately grinding against his fingers. He roughly starts to pummel his fingers in and out of your pussy, and you scream as he plunders your sex with his fingers. He wrings several orgasms from you, forcing squeals and moans from your throat.

Hansel pulls his fingers out of your pussy, both dripping wet from your arousal, and starts to circle your puckered rosebud with his slick fingers, causing you to gasp and rise up. You're slightly apprehensive, but you remember that belong to him now, and he can do whatever he wants with you now. You bend back down and raise your rear, accepting your treatment like a good elven bitch.

He slowly teases your asshole, prodding it with his middle finger, making you moan at the sensation. He penetrates your ass with his middle finger, your tightness constricting around it, trying to force him out to no avail. You yelp as he sinks down to his second knuckle, but with his fingers as lubricated as they are, you are unable to halt his progress into your ass. He progresses deeper into your ass and begins to wiggle his finger, causing you to squirm in response to these feelings, which are both uncomfortable but pleasurable.

"Damn you are still tight back there." He says as he violates your most secret place.

You squeal as he inserts a second finger alongside the first, stretching you even further, causing your lower regions to feel full. He doesn't get far with his second finger, and you can see him reaching for something under his bed. He pulls out a flask of liquid, and you shriek as he pulls his fingers apart in your ass. He uncorks the stopper and pours the liquid into your ass, which overflows and drips down onto your cunt and down your thighs, making a mess of your already soaked loins. You can feel the oily substance bring a heat to your skin, and your arousal spike as it seems that the oily substance must have had an aphrodisiac mixed into the tincture. This eases his fingers' entry into your ass, and he has no problem sinking them down all the way into your asshole. He begins to fingerfuck your ass, and you moan at the pleasurable sensations. You feel a rush from your submissive position, feeling completely owned. He reaches around with his left hand and penetrates your pussy once more with his fingers, fingerfucking both your lower holes and bringing you swiftly to climax. Your orgasm hits like lightning, and you are left a quivering wreck in its wake. He withdraws his fingers from your ass, leaving you face down, ass up. You feel like you've been fucked silly, but he hasn't even begun.

"So you want to get fucked, eh slut?" He asks, slowly wriggling his fingers inside your pussy.

You nod your head and arch your back as you wiggle your ass in front of him, offering your holes for him to use.

"I'll take that as a yes." He says, as he strokes his cock in preparation.

[[D&D: Hansel fucks your pussy]]

[[D&D: Hansel fucks your ass]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D : Help the gnome

2020-04-20T05:47:38Z

Shirasaya511:

You decide to help the gnome, it beats the sewers after all. "Ok I'll help you what do you need me to do?" The old gnome smiles at you and points towards the metal table in the middle of the room. "Wonderful! You don't know how hard it is to find good volunteers! Just lie down on that table there and I'll do the rest. You're going to enjoy this!" As you lie down on the table you think about how strange this is, an interrogation device just for human females? And how are you going to enjoy an interrogation?"

While you speculate about the invention the gnome grabs his controller and turns the device on. "here we go get ready!" Suddenly mechanical arms come out of the side of the table and pull your arms above your head and lock you in place, then spread you legs and lock around your ankles. "Step 2!" Yells the gnome. Suddenly the arms once again come out off the sides off the table but this time they rip your clothes off and you begin to get a very bad feeling about this.

You go to tell the gnome to stop and release you but before you can say anything the arms place a ball gag in your mouth. "now the real fun begins!" You don't like they sound of that. Suddenly two arms with dildos on the end of them come up from the table. Your eyes are wide open as you stare in fear of what's about to happen. Suddenly some sort of headband is put on you that covers your eyes. It begins to show you images of gnomes having sex with human girls. It seems strange to you but it's putting you in some kind of trance and turning you on. You feel the dildos enter your pussy and asshole now. Waves of pleasure shoot through your body as the dildos begin to vibrate, you also feel a pair of small hands on your breasts mashing them about. All you can think about is having sex with that pervy old gnome. What is he doing to you? You continue for orgasm after orgasm and your not sure how long you are on the machine but once it stops you're a slave to the pervy old gnome. When you get off he's standing there naked fully erect. What does he command?

[[D&D : Gnomish Inventor: Blowjob]]

[[D&D : Gnomish Inventor: On your back, in a mating press]]

[[D&D : Gnomish Inventor: On your knees, bent over, ass spread]]

[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FHC: A superior immedietly interrupt the fight

2020-04-03T00:35:55Z

Shirasaya511:

During the fight, unbeknown to you, there is a great commotion as several acolytes suddenly break the circle and disperse the crowd.

You are currently in the process of drawing your hair pins, intent on using them for their secondary purpose, emergency shivs. You manage to grapple yourself atop her and are about to bring the shivs to bear when suddenly, you are unable to move. You look down and realize that Cyntianna is also paralyzed. Your mind quickly reels as your eyes dart to the man at the head of the intervention group.

"Well well. I believe we are the enforcer of order and here is a flagrant demonstration of anarchic fight right here in our beloved barrack.

You go to speak :"Lord Valrek... she st-

You don't get to finish your sentence. You see Valrek's face twist in anger:"SILENCE!, you two are a disgrace of our order to make such a petty excuse of a fight. If you have a square to settle do it in the arena where it belongs !"

You fall silent. Cynthiana goes to say something but he swift backhand her, cutting her sentence short, she looks at him with a stunned expression.

"Take them to my office. I will deal with them appropriately." he says and wave you off.

You struggle to free yourself from the men grasping your limb :"I can walk on my own." you drop as one goes to get more aggressive. You stretch yourself and obediently follows your "escort" up the stairs into the higher chambers.

Another group escort Cynthiana in the same direction as you.

You are led in the higher department. These large and elaborate rooms serves as personal quarters for the highest of officers. You are led through a door and guided in a large room that has both a study, an antechamber and a lounge as well as a trophy set-up. Two other doors are further up. You figure one must lead to the overlord's personal chamber. The other door must be a servants room. The two group escorting you and Cynthiana guide you to the lounge and get you to sit on the couch. You sigh. You feel Cynthiana's glare on you. "This is your fault..." she says.

"shut up." is your only answer.

A young girl with short black hair comes in. She is dressed in the white gown all servants of the temple wear. The church makes extensive use of these slaves for all menial labors. You've also heard of the less respecteable thing that some members of the church have the servant perform. It does gets boring to pray all day sometime.

Valrek come to is office half-an hour later. He comes in. you and Cynthiana both drop your stare to respectfully greet him. He ignores you as he passes by and gets to his office, grabbing a few papers before looking towards the two of you.

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FHC: Cyntiana loses it and attack you

2020-04-02T22:30:17Z

Shirasaya511:

Her temper lost, she lets out a roar of rage before rushing you. You were morbidly curious to see if you could push her to this point. You are almost amused that you could taunt her to such brazen action.

You brace for the charge taking the hit. She draws a broadsword, its luster a dull gray that you recognize as adamantine. You are surprised at this development, as such weapons are exceedingly rare and you attempt to retrieve your mace. However, she having already drawn her sword is able to gain the first strike advantage. She swings her sword in a precise arc aimed directly for your sternum, and it misses your flesh by millimeters. Your clothing and armor are not so lucky, the adamantine blade having sliced a rent your chainmail as easily as if it were cloth.

You are finally able to bring your mace to bear, swinging it in tight arcs, forcing her back on the defensive. She only has a slight reach advantage, and even though her blade is strong enough to parry your strikes, you still have the advantage in mass. Even so, the head of your mace starts to show advanced wear from where it has struck the edge of her hardened blade. This goes back and forth, with her gaining several bruises and contusions, and you are slowly accumulating cuts to yourself, your armor becoming disheveled and tattered.

You are eventually able to connect with a lucky two handed blow on the pommel of her blade, knocking it from her hand. But she quickly recovers, grabbing your dominant wrist and bashing it against a nearby weapon rack, causing your mace to drop with a loud metallic clatter. You are both now grappling each other on your feet, and you finally realize that your armor is a bit worse for wear. As you rear back to punch her in the jaw, she grabs your chainmail armor and simultaneously dodges your punch and throws you to the ground, ripping your tunic in the process.

The soldiers of the barrack clear some room so they don't get caught in the storm.

[[D&D: FHC: You beat Cyntiana.]]

[[D&D: FHC: A superior immedietly interrupt the fight]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Bane is your god and his symbole is a fist in a gauntlet

2020-04-02T22:29:35Z

Shirasaya511:

As the touch of your finger reaches the talisman, you find comfort in your faith. You start to push away the nightmare in the past and focus on the present. You take a look around you to find the dark and cold stone wall of the church of Bane. Being located near Waterdeep but not within the town itself presents an advantage.

You are not bothered by the sounds of the city. But in this morning, the silence is deadening. You move the dark blankets aside and get up before starting to get ready.

After bathing and shaving, you braid your deep red hair into a functional plait, tying it off behind you with a leather thong. You also hide a thin but sturdy sheathed knife in your hair, and pin it with a pair of stiff steel pins.

The lacy black lingerie you gear yourself with mainly serves to provide support and protect your womanly parts from chafing in combat, but the fact that it sensually enhances your charms in front of the mirror is by no accident. It may not speak to the utter dominance of does on the battlefield, but there are ''several'' ways to dominate people in this world. You grin before getting the rest of your gear, your black, low v-cut tunic with crimson accents ends with a skirt, it clings to your toned curves and leaving enough cleavage to turn heads. Your chainmail hauberk, tied below your chest and cinched by a belt at your hips, reaches all the way down your thighs with cuts in the skirt for mobility. Tucked in your clothing are several hidden weapons, in case they become necessary. Paired with thigh-high, steel-reinforced, black leather boots, you truly look dressed to kill.

You move your trusted light mace from it's nightly position on your nightstand to a clip on your belt before walking out the door into the halls, still darkened despite the daylight.

[[D&D: You are summoned by the senior cleric]]

[[D&D: You wonder what is going on in the dungeons]]

[[D&D: You decide to go into town]]

[[D&D: You venture forth for adventures]]

[[D&D: You go down the church's barracks]]

[[D&D: You head to the training ground]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Bane is your god and his symbole is a fist in a gauntlet

2020-04-02T22:28:44Z

Shirasaya511:

As the touch of your finger reaches the talisman, you find comfort in your faith. You start to push away the nightmare in the past and focus on the present. You take a look around you to find the dark and cold stone wall of the church of Bane. Being located near Waterdeep but not within the town itself presents an advantage.

You are not bothered by the sounds of the city. But in this morning, the silence is deadening. You move the dark blankets aside and get up before starting to get ready.

After bathing and shaving, you braid your deep red hair into a functional plait, tying it off behind you with a leather thong. You also hide a thin but sturdy sheathed knife in your hair, and pin it with a pair of stiff steel pins.

The lacy black lingerie you gear yourself with mainly serves to provide support and protect your womanly parts from chafing in combat, but the fact that it erotically enhances your charms in front of the mirror is by no accident. It may not speak to the utter dominance of does on the battlefield, but there are ''several'' ways to dominate people in this world. You grin before getting the rest of your gear, your black, low v-cut tunic with crimson accents ends with a skirt, it clings to your toned curves and leaving enough cleavage to turn heads. Your chainmail hauberk, tied below your chest and cinched by a belt at your hips, reaches all the way down your thighs with cuts in the skirt for mobility. Tucked in your clothing are several hidden weapons, in case they become necessary. Paired with thigh-high, steel-reinforced, black leather boots, you truly look dressed to kill.

You move your trusted light mace from it's nightly position on your nightstand to a clip on your belt before walking out the door into the halls, still darkened despite the daylight.

[[D&D: You are summoned by the senior cleric]]

[[D&D: You wonder what is going on in the dungeons]]

[[D&D: You decide to go into town]]

[[D&D: You venture forth for adventures]]

[[D&D: You go down the church's barracks]]

[[D&D: You head to the training ground]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FHC No, you recover. But there's no reason you can't indulge in some submission

2020-04-02T17:42:46Z

Shirasaya511:

You take a deep breath, centering yourself. You almost lost yourself there. That was intense, and addicting. You use this as a learning experience. After all, part of training sessions like these are to make you aware of your weaknesses, though you couldn't have guessed that this particular weakness of yours would be discovered today.

Buuuut, that's no reason to bring a total stop to what you're doing. You just have to remember your status, and make sure that your pleasure and your business remain as discrete and separate parts of your life. This starts with setting the tone and sending a message.

To regain control, you seize the moment to make a statement, surrounding yourself in an aura of divine yet foreboding magic. With your enhanced strength, you jerk your wrists apart, bursting the steel restraints with ease. You smash them together with a deafening clang, shattering the cuffs like glass, as you wield the powers of Bane with skill and ease. This startles the previously lusty pair of half-orcs into sobriety.

You draw yourself to full height and speak with a dangerously low voice, profane magic crackling at your fingertips,

"Now you two, I have no problems being your plaything, now and possibly in the future based on your performance. But I will not be debased outside of the confines of privacy and expect the utmost discretion from you. Now are we clear?"

The half orcs, quickly realize that while they are individually much more physically powerful than you, their magic power is not on par with yours. Not even close. They give quick and short nods.

The older brother steps forward,

"As long as we are not denied our conquest from our rightful victory, we agree to stay… discreet about our… relations."

"Oh but of course not." You say, adding a sultry tone to your voice, "I wouldn't dream of denying you your… conquest. You rightfully defeated me, and as such you are entitled the full spoils of battle. I just wanted to be clear where we stand. Now…"

You dismiss the magic surrounding you, and start to strip, using your body to entice them back into the mood. It shouldn't be too difficult, they are orcs after all.

You quickly shed your belt and your chain armor. You ditch your combat gloves and boots, along with your socks and jewelry. You smile, an idea having occurred to you. You slow down your efforts, in an attempt to tease and tempt them to further heights of desire.

You begin swaying your hips as you turn around and lift the hem of your dress, giving them a great view of your tight curves and your long, toned legs. You silently thank the fates you had decided to shave all your body hair earlier today. Your dress is shed, with only the slightest resistance as the sticky front clung to your soaked bosom.

You are left in only your lacy black undergarments, your bra and thong leaving precious little to the imagination. You slowly twist and turn towards them once more to unclasp your bra, letting it fall forward and expose your large but perky breasts. You dangle it tantalizingly from your fingers before letting it drop into the growing pile of garments. You can see their strained expressions of barely repressed lust as they leer at your breasts, and they can now see your sensitive nipples are hard as marble.

You shimmy your panties down your legs, the lacy number shed as the last item to join your pile of clothes. You slowly spin around, letting them get a look at the entirety of their prize. You take a deep breath and recover your breath you didn't realize that you were holding.

Returning to your submissive pose you held previously. Eyes down, palms down, as you sink to your knees on all fours. You crawl slowly, back arched and ass in the air towards the two massive orcish bulwarks, then return to your place before the second brother.

You look up at him, his massive manhood obscuring the sight of his face from your position.

"I believe we were in the middle of something important… Sir?" you ask meekly, your core clenching with need and anticipation and flooding with desire

[[D&D: FHC The Brothers spitroast you]]

[[D&D: FHC The Brothers make you the middle of an orc sandwich]]

[[D&D: FHC The Brothers take turns pile driving you]]

[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FEW: Valan Stormcrest: ...bend you over the desk

2020-02-20T04:12:49Z

Shirasaya511:

Valan holds out his hand as if gracefully asking you for a dance. You smile and place your hand on his open palm, his hand dwarfs yours with its larger size. Knowing full well the next "dance" will involve ''very'' close movement.

He politely guides you towards the desk "My dear if you would" he says with dandy-like voice. You follow his steps with a smile, playing the game, getting hotter by the second. And with a hand grabbing your ass, lets go of your hand and pushes your chest down to his desk. You put your palms on the wood and he takes position behind you. You feel the bulge in his clothes firmly pressed between your cheeks, rubbing against you as he reaches around to grope your tits. You shift lightly, eager and raise yourself up a bit, grinding your sex against his bulge. This position lift up the skirt from your ass, giving a naughty view from anyone behind you, namely the noble of the house.

He smiles as his hand reaches down under your skirt, flipping up the cloth, revealing your panties. You blush in light embarrassment, as . His fingers caress your ass for a few moments before tugging your panties to the side. This reveals both of your naughty holes. it is quickly getting hot and heavy in Valan's office. Tucking your skirt into your girdle with one hand, the other slides down to your naughty areas. His hand slides along the sensitive inside of your thigh, gently but firmly guiding your legs apart, allowing him to reach up to grope and rub your mons. You let out a soft moan as he brings his hand inside and down your panties.

"Hrm... already so warm and wet. and such a cute voice." he comments as he feels the moisture that has accumulated at your sex.

He smiles and bring his index up. Using the hand holding your panties, he extend his right thumbs and spread your ass a little to reveal your tight little anus. His left index suddenly starts to prod your tightest hole. You feel the pressure of his finger as well as your own sexy lube being smeared across it."And this looks nice and tight..."

His fingers pulls away, stop the teasing and wrap around his cock, rubbing it against both your naughty holes while pulling your panties to the side. You can see the massive head of his cock as it slides between your thighs, and you shudder knowing that his manhood will soon be spreading you wide and stretching you around him. "Sorry to make you wait my dear." he says with a smirk and you brace for the coming penetration. His large dick will soon enter you...

He rubs it back and forth, indecisive about which of your holes to claim. He then forcefully pushes it in...

[[D&D: FEW: Valan Stormcrest: ...your wet pussy]]

[[D&D: FEW: Valan Stormcrest: ...your tight anus]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FEW: Valan Stormcrest: ...bend you over the desk

2020-02-20T03:04:02Z

Shirasaya511:

Valan holds out his hand as if gracefully asking you for a dance. You smile and place your hand on his open palm, his hand dwarfs yours with its larger size. Knowing full well the next "dance" will involve ''very'' close movement.

He politely guides you towards the desk "My dear if you would" he says with dandy-like voice. You follow his steps with a smile, playing the game, getting hotter by the second. And with a hand grabbing your ass, lets go of your hand and pushes your chest down to his desk. You put your palms on the wood and he takes position behind you. You feel the bulge in his clothes firmly pressed between your cheeks, rubbing against you as he reaches around to grope your tits. You shift lightly, eager and raise yourself up a bit, grinding your sex against his bulge. This position lift up the skirt from your ass, giving a naughty view from anyone behind you, namely the noble of the house.

He smiles as his hand reaches down under your skirt, flipping up the cloth, revealing your panties. You blush in light embarrassment, as . His fingers caress your ass for a few moments before tugging your panties to the side. This reveals both of your naughty holes. it is quickly getting hot and heavy in Valan's office. Tucking your skirt into your girdle with one hand, the other slides down to your naughty areas. His hand slides along the sensitive inside of your thigh, gently but firmly guiding your legs apart, allowing him to reach up to grope and rub your mons. You let out a soft moan as he brings his hand inside and down your panties.

"Hrm... already so warm and wet. and such a cute voice." he comments as he feels the moisture that has accumulated at your sex.

He smiles and bring his index up. Using the hand holding your panties, he extend his right thumbs and spread your ass a little to reveal your tight little anus. His left index suddenly starts to prod your tightest hole. You feel the pressure of his finger as well as your own sexy lube being smeared across it."And this looks nice and tight..."

His fingers pulls away, stop the teasing and wrap around his cock, rubbing it against both your naughty holes while pulling your panties to the side. "Sorry to make you wait my dear." he says with a smile and you brace for the oncoming penetration. His large dick will soon enter you...

He rubs it back and forth, indecisive about which hole to claim. He then forcefully pushes it in...

[[D&D: FEW: Valan Stormcrest: ...your wet pussy]]

[[D&D: FEW: Valan Stormcrest: ...your tight anus]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: You succumb to your desires

2020-02-06T08:21:44Z

Shirasaya511:

The feeling of arousal overwhelms you, as you think Hansel is right. You always enjoyed when your sexual partners were treating you roughly. Ashamed, but very aroused, you sheath your sword, than drops to your knees, starting to untie your top.

"Do with me as you please..." you tell him, your voice cracking, but your loins burning with sensation from the anticipation of what to come.

"Get into the tent, bitch" he orders, as he grabs your hair and pulls you hard. You crawl inside on all four, with Hansel guiding you by pulling your hair. Once inside, you quickly finish removing your top.

You barely adjust to the surroundings inside, as he again pulls you by your hair, bringing your head towards his loins. Apparently he already undressed, as he shoves his large cock into your mouth. You gag on the large cock, finding it difficult to accommodate it in your mouth. He deep-throats you brutally, making you choke on his man-meat. After a few seconds, where you can barely breath, he pulls out, as you pant heavily, catching your breath. However, your reprise is short lived as he resumes to fuck your throat.

For several minutes you are brutally face-fucked by him, his erect cock stretching your mouth. You slowly get accustomed to his large cock stretching your throat out, as you give him a blowjob. He manages to force you down to the hilt, your throat spasming and involuntarily stroking his cock. He suddenly pulls out, and as you try to catch your breath, you feel a rope being tied over your wrists. In a few seconds your hands are bound together, and he then ties the other edge of the rope to the tent's central beam. You kneel in front of him, your hands bound over your head, as he gropes your large breasts. You moan as he squeezes them, then you cry from pain as he suddenly slaps them hard. For a minute he plays with your breasts, groping, mashing, smacking them. Than, he forces his large cock between them, as he grabs both tits with his arm and start to fuck your tits, all the while mashing them together with his hands. You moan and groan from the treatment, as he furiously fucks your tits. After several minutes he shoots his massive load of cum unto your face and breasts, covering you in his semen.

By now you are aroused so much, you beg him to fuck you, to make you orgasm.

[[D&D: Hansel continues to play with you]]

[[D&D: You are betrayed, apparently Hansel sold you, as your captor enters the tent]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Try to endure as it's too risky to try anything

2020-02-06T08:17:21Z

Shirasaya511:

Hansel continues to fuck your pussy roughly while groping and mashing your sensitive breasts. Too weak and stunned to resist, you can only mewl and squeal as he does with your tight body as he pleases, forcing you to new heights and lows. After a few minutes of rough fucking, you suddenly feel him pulling out his cock from your abused pussy, as it gapes for a moment before your natural elasticity pulls your pussy lips together into a taut slit again. Relieved for a second, immediately your hair is being grabbed and pulled. Hansel roughly flips you over, so you are now lying on your belly gasping for breath. Your relief is short lived as Hansel pulls your hips up and immediately shoves his erect shaft balls deep into your pussy, fucking you from behind as he holds your arms folded behind your back.

You are on all fours, moaning and crying, as Hansel is railing your pussy faster and harder. Since you face away from him, you catch a glimpse of the audience - it seems that while a few are appalled by the "show", most of the spectators enjoy it. This only intensifies your humiliation, and an orgasm slowly starts to build toward its climax. From some dark corner of your fantasies, you are getting aroused by it all... Hansel has a lot of stamina, as he is fucking you already for good several minutes and he doesn't seem to be close to an orgasm. Suddenly, he slaps your ass-cheek hard with his hand, a high-pitch yelp escaping your throat as you reflexively clench your sex around him.

"Well that certainly got you going, lets see how red we can get this little ass!" He crows, proceeding to rain down blows on your defenseless ass

This causes you to yelp, squirm and beg for mercy for your poor rear, but to no avail. He continues to spank your ass as he uses your pussy and even your womb as his personal cocksleeve. You feel your pleasure growing against your will, as your body responds to this rough fucking. You whimper as he grabs your ponytail and proceeds to use it as a grip, causing you to arch your back, allowing him to fuck your womb even deeper. This pushes your poor pussy over the edge, as an earthshaking climax leaves you quivering with pleasure as your pussy squirts and cums around his cock, soaking the sand. Unconcerned with your heightened sensitivity, he continues to fuck you through your orgasm, prolonging it even further.

"Know your place!" he cries as he quickens his pace. Several taunts about your fighting abilities are being thrown out as you feel him getting closer, his cock throbbing.

"Don't.... aghh! not inside...please!" you beg between your moans and groans.

[[D&D: Hansel cums inside you]]

[[D&D: Hansel pulls out at the last moment]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: Stand your ground and try to withstand the tackle

2020-02-06T08:12:36Z

Shirasaya511:

D&D: FHC No, you recover. But there's no reason you can't indulge in some submission

2020-02-06T08:04:41Z

Shirasaya511:

You take a deep breath, centering yourself. You almost lost yourself there. That was intense, and addicting. You use this as a learning experience. After all, part of training sessions like these are to make you aware of your weaknesses, though you couldn't have guessed that this particular weakness of yours would be discovered today.

Buuuut, that's no reason to bring a total stop to what you're doing. You just have to remember your status, and make sure that your pleasure and your business remain as discrete and separate parts of your life. This starts with setting the tone and sending a message.

To regain control, you seize the moment to make a statement, surrounding yourself in an aura of divine yet foreboding magic. With your enhanced strength, you jerk your wrists apart, bursting the steel restraints with ease. You smash them together with a deafening clang, shattering the cuffs like glass, as you wield the powers of Bane with skill and ease. This startles the previously lusty pair of half-orcs into sobriety.

You draw yourself to full height and speak with a dangerously low voice, profane magic crackling at your fingertips,

"Now you two, I have no problems being your plaything, now and possibly in the future based on your performance. But I will not be debased outside of the confines of privacy and expect the utmost discretion from you. Now are we clear?"

The half orcs, quickly realize that while they are individually much more physically powerful than you, their magic power is not on par with yours. Not even close. They give quick and short nods.

The older brother steps forward,

"As long as we are not denied our conquest from our rightful victory, we agree to stay… discreet about our… relations."

"Oh but of course not." You say, adding a sultry tone to your voice, "I wouldn't dream of denying you your… conquest. You rightfully defeated me, and as such you are entitled the full spoils of battle. I just wanted to be clear where we stand. Now…"

You dismiss the magic surrounding you, and start to strip, using your body to entice them back into the mood. It shouldn't be too difficult, they are orcs after all.

You quickly shed your belt and your chain armor. You ditch your combat gloves and boots, along with your socks and jewelry. You smile, an idea having occurred to you. You slow down your efforts, in an attempt to tease and tempt them to further heights of desire.

You begin swaying your hips as you turn around and lift the hem of your dress, giving them a great view of your tight curves and your long, toned legs. You silently thank the fates you had decided to shave all your body hair earlier today. Your dress is shed, with only the slightest resistance as the sticky front clung to your soaked bosom.

You are left in only your lacy black undergarments, your bra and thong leaving precious little to the imagination. You slowly twist and turn towards them once more to unclasp your bra, letting it fall forward and expose your large but perky breasts. You dangle it tantalizingly from your fingers before letting it drop into the growing pile of garments. You can see their strained expressions of barely repressed lust as they leer at your breasts, and they can now see your sensitive nipples are hard as marble.

You shimmy your panties down your legs, the lacy number shed as the last item to join your pile of clothes. You slowly spin around, letting them get a look at the entirety of their prize. You take a deep breath and recover your breath you didn't realize that you were holding.

Returning to your submissive pose you held previously. Eyes down, palms down, as you sink to your knees on all fours. You crawl slowly, back arched and ass in the air towards the two massive orcish bulwarks, then return to your place before the second brother.

You look up at him, his massive manhood obscuring the sight of his face from your position.

"I believe we were in the middle of something important… Sir?" you ask meekly, your core clenching with need and anticipation and flooding with desire

[[D&D: FHC The Brother makes use of your oral skills]]

[[D&D: FHC The Brother pounds your pussy]]

[[D&D: FHC The Brother reams your ass]]

[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: The senior cleric orders you to bend over and give your ass a good spanking

2020-02-06T08:02:42Z

Shirasaya511:

"Bend over the desk over there and grab the opposite edge," he orders.

You walk towards the desk in the corner of the room.

As you slowly reach towards the opposite end of the desk, you feel your chainmail riding up your ass, exposing your rear as well as the lips of your womanhood.

You can almost ''feel'' his stare as he approaches you. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment but you feel a slightly different sensation as well, as the heat you felt earlier slowly descends towards your sex.

"Count the strokes," he says.

Without further warning, he closes the remaining distance and hits your rear with a ringing slap that echoes in the room. You bite your tongue, knowing that shouting will only make it worse.

"One," you say dully, refusing to let the pain creep into your voice.

Again, he spanks your ass, this time on the left cheek. This time you can't help but let out an involuntary muffled yelp.

"Two," you say shakily, your voice starting to break.

By the time he is finished, your ass is bright red, tears are freely streaming down your cheeks, and your rear is in agony.

However, that is not the only sensation which you can feel, as you are surprised to find yourself very aroused by this. Your pussy is very wet by now, and you hope he has not noticed your arousal, but to no avail. You feel dirty and humiliated, but at the same time you feel arousal at his utter conquest of you and your dignity.

"Now put your feet apart and spread yourself for me" he says sternly.

On shaky legs you submit, inching your legs apart while reaching back to your ass. You grab your cheeks and spread them, surrendering your most intimate areas to his gaze.

SLAP

Another spanking rings out on your ass as you yelp in pain, your actions clearly not satisfactory to him.

"Arch your back more, really present yourself"

Your flush burns red on your face and chest as you arch your back, your hands keeping your sex fully open, and your rosebud exposed.

You notice him shift his position as his hands head directly to your exposed sex. You fail to stifle the moan as he circles your labia with his fingers. His fingers trail up and down your slit, growing increasingly moist as he continues toward the entrance to your womanhood. If this continues, you could possibly be discovered, as the noises you make grow increasingly loud despite your wishes.

With as much haste as he began, he jams his middle finger into your pussy, causing you to yelp in surprise.

"It looks like we have a masochist on our hands here. You're soaking wet! It seems as if you are party to your own conquest." he says as he continues to probe your sex, your arousal growing.

It ended as quickly as it was initiated as he extracts his finger from your sex. You cannot see what he is doing behind you but you can venture to guess.

You hear rustling from what you assume are his trousers and armor becoming quickly displaced to areas around the room. When he is finished, you hear footsteps approaching behind you. You start with mild surprise as he grasps your hips, as you knew what was happening, but not necessarily the precise moment ''when''.

"Seeing as you are now my conquest, to the victor go the spoils." He says smugly

"I think the choice of how I take you is now up to me, no?" He asks pointedly as he pours warm oil on your nethers and across your whole ass

You nod your head, not trusting yourself to speak at this point

How does he decide to take you?

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your pussy]]

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your ass]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: The senior cleric orders you to bend over and give your ass a good spanking

2020-02-06T07:58:12Z

Shirasaya511:

"Bend over the desk over there and grab the opposite edge," he orders.

You walk towards the desk in the corner of the room.

As you slowly reach towards the opposite end of the desk, you feel your chainmail riding up your ass, exposing your rear as well as the lips of your womanhood.

You can almost ''feel'' his stare as he approaches you. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment but you feel a slightly different sensation as well, as the heat you felt earlier slowly descends towards your sex.

"Count the strokes," he says.

Without further warning, he closes the remaining distance and hits your rear with a ringing slap that echoes in the room. You bite your tongue, knowing that shouting will only make it worse.

"One," you say dully, refusing to let the pain creep into your voice.

Again, he spanks your ass, this time on the left cheek. This time you can't help but let out an involuntary muffled yelp.

"Two," you say shakily, your voice starting to break.

By the time he is finished, your ass is bright red, tears are freely streaming down your cheeks, and your rear is in agony.

However, that is not the only sensation which you can feel, as you are surprised to find yourself very aroused by this. Your pussy is very wet by now, and you hope he has not noticed your arousal, but to no avail. You feel dirty and humiliated, but at the same time you feel arousal at his utter conquest of you and your dignity.

"Now put your feet apart and spread yourself for me" he says sternly.

On shaky legs you submit, inching your legs apart while reaching back to your ass. You grab your cheeks and spread them, surrendering your most intimate areas to his gaze.

SLAP

Another spanking rings out on your ass as you yelp in pain, your actions clearly not satisfactory to him.

"Arch your back more, really present yourself"

Your flush burns red on your face and chest as you arch your back, your hands keeping your sex fully open, and your rosebud exposed.

You notice him shift his position as his hands head directly to your exposed sex. You fail to stifle the moan as he circles your labia with his fingers. His fingers trail up and down your slit, growing increasingly moist as he continues toward the entrance to your womanhood. If this continues, you could possibly be discovered, as the noises you make grow increasingly loud despite your wishes.

With as much haste as he began, he jams his middle finger into your pussy, causing you to yelp in surprise.

"It looks like we have a masochist on our hands here. You're soaking wet! It seems as if you are party to your own conquest." he says as he continues to probe your sex, your arousal growing.

It ended as quickly as it was initiated as he extracts his finger from your sex. You cannot see what he is doing behind you but you can venture to guess.

You hear rustling from what you assume are his trousers and armor becoming quickly displaced to areas around the room. When he is finished, you hear footsteps approaching behind you. You start with mild surprise as he grasps your hips, as you knew what was happening, but not necessarily the precise moment ''when''.

"Seeing as you are now my conquest, to the victor go the spoils." He says smugly

"I think the choice of how I take you is now up to me, no?" He asks pointedly as he pours warm oil on your nethers and across your whole ass

You nod your head, not trusting yourself to speak at this point

How does he decide to take you?

[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your pussy]]
[[D&D: The senior cleric takes your ass]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: (Captain) (blowjob) You swallow

2020-02-06T07:41:32Z

Shirasaya511:

You look up at him and he simply smiles with a look of satisfaction on his face. You give in to your dark temptations, a naughty thought coming to mind. You open to show him how his seed fills your mouth, playing with his load and finding that you don't mind the taste. You stare directly into his eyes and gulp down the massive load of cum still amassed in your mouth, shivering in excitement and not a small amount of arousal as you feel his seed running down your throat. You open your mouth once more, tongue out in a lewd expression to show him that it is now empty.

When you sit back on your heels to catch your breath, the captain's eyebrows both raise in a look of astonishment, he clearly was not expecting that! You slowly get up. You feel like you've done your job extremely well in regards to the captain, but you see the second guard and his erection and feel like your a bit too horny to his ''"situation"'' unsettled. You remember you are still supposed to be "their slave" and "bribing them". Plus you are feeling nice so you decide to let him decide how you'll handle him.

"What about you ?" you simply drop. The guard spring to life as he realise he can have a turn with you. You smile a bit.

[[D&D: (2nd guard) "Please me with your breasts ?"]]

[[D&D: (2nd guard) "On your hand and knees"]]

[[D&D: (2nd guard) "I want you to ride me"]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: (Captain) (blowjob) You spit it out

2020-02-06T07:34:01Z

Shirasaya511:

The amount of cum is simply too much for you and you decide to let it go. You part your lips and let the cum drip out, your tongue lolling out to complete the slutty look on your face. You feel the hot creamy substance dripping from your chin and down on your breasts. The captain look at you and smile as he watch his cum on your clothes and decide that this will satisfy him. You slowly get up. You feel like you've done your job but you see the second guard and his erection and feel like you're a bit too horny to leave unsatisfied. You remember your still supposed to be "their slave" and "bribing them", even though you're mostly the one directing things. Plus you are feeling uncharacteristically generous so you decide to let him decide how you'll handle him.

"What about you ?" you simply drop. The guard spring to life as he realize he can have a turn with you. You smile at his open excitement.

[[D&D: (2nd guard) "Please me with your breasts ?"]]

[[D&D: (2nd guard) "On your hand and knees"]]

[[D&D: (2nd guard) "I want you to ride me"]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

Take a break and use your spell book to break the barrier.

2020-02-06T07:29:01Z

Shirasaya511:

You're a student of magic, not a fighter, so you take the half-orc's advice and together you settle down just outside the barrier. You realize you got lucky, because once you begin identifying and dispelling the barrier, you realize it's a complex web of curses, summons, and lighting traps.

The half-orc sits back and watches you work, staring at your ass as you kneel down to read from your book. You catch him in the corner of your eye, and it doesn't look like he has any thoughts. His eyes just naturally gravitate toward something so perfectly tight and smooth. You humor him a bit as you move about dispelling, giving a little extra sway and pop to your hips that you hadn't before.

"Thanks for saving me," he says as you take apart the spell. "I don't know why you're here, but I'll help if I can. It's the least I can do."

The first stage of dispelling the barrier begins and you know it will take a while of your magic to bore through and weaken the curse's hold over the other effects. You wonder if there's anything you can do to pass the time.

*[[Tell him you've always been curious about orc penises.]]
*[[Play with your breasts, pretending to still be reading your notes.]]
*[[Lose your patience and just rush the barrier.]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FHC No, you recover. But there's no reason you can't indulge in some submission

2019-07-09T12:05:26Z

Shirasaya511:

You take a deep breath, centering yourself. You almost lost yourself there. That was intense, and addicting. You use this as a learning experience. After all, part of training sessions like these are to make you aware of your weaknesses, though you couldn't have guessed that this particular weakness of yours would be discovered today.

Buuuut, that's no reason to bring a total stop to what you're doing. You just have to remember your status, and make sure that your pleasure and your business remain as discrete and separate parts of your life. This starts with setting the tone and sending a message.

To regain control, you seize the moment to make a statement, surrounding yourself in an aura of divine yet foreboding magic. With your enhanced strength, you jerk your wrists apart, bursting the steel restraints with ease. You smash them together with a deafening clang, shattering the cuffs like glass, as you wield the powers of Bane with skill and ease. This startles the previously lusty pair of half-orcs into sobriety.

You draw yourself to full height and speak with a dangerously low voice, profane magic crackling at your fingertips,

"Now you two, I have no problems being your plaything, now and possibly in the future based on your performance. But I will not be debased outside of the confines of privacy and expect the utmost discretion from you. Now are we clear?"

The half orcs, quickly realize that while they are individually much more physically powerful than you, their magic power is not on par with yours. Not even close. They give quick and short nods.

The older brother steps forward,

"As long as we are not denied our conquest from our rightful victory, we agree to stay… discreet about our… relations."

"Oh but of course not." You say, adding a sultry tone to your voice, "I wouldn't dream of denying you your… conquest. You rightfully defeated me, and as such you are entitled the full spoils of battle. I just wanted to be clear where we stand. Now…"

You dismiss the magic surrounding you, and start to strip, using your body to entice them back into the mood. It shouldn't be too difficult, they are orcs after all.

You quickly shed your belt and your chain armor. You ditch your combat gloves and boots, along with your socks and jewelry. You smile, an idea having occurred to you. You slow down your efforts, in an attempt to tease and tempt them to further heights of desire.

You begin swaying your hips as you turn around and lift the hem of your dress, giving them a great view of your tight curves and your long, toned legs. You silently thank the fates you had decided to shave all your body hair earlier today. Your dress is shed, with only the slightest resistance as the sticky front clung to your soaked bosom.

You are left in only your lacy black undergarments, your bra and thong leaving precious little to the imagination. You slowly twist and turn towards them once more to unclasp your bra, letting it fall forward and expose your large but perky breasts. You dangle it tantalizingly from your fingers before letting it drop into the growing pile of garments. You can see their strained expressions of barely repressed lust as they leer at your breasts, and they can now see your sensitive nipples are hard as marble.

You shimmy your panties down your legs, the lacy number shed as the last item to join your pile of clothes. You slowly spin around, letting them get a look at the entirety of their prize. You take a deep breath and recover your breath you didn't realize that you were holding.

Returning to your submissive pose you held previously. Eyes down, palms down, as you sink to your knees on all fours. You crawl slowly, back arched and ass in the air towards the two massive orcish bulwarks, then return to your place before the second brother.

You look up at him, his massive manhood obscuring the sight of his face from your position.

"I believe we were in the middle of something important… Sir?" you ask meekly

[[D&D: FHC The Brother makes use of your oral skills]]

[[D&D: FHC The Brother pounds your pussy]]

[[D&D: FHC The Brother reams your ass]]

[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FHC No, you recover. But there's no reason you can't indulge in some submission

2019-07-09T12:04:28Z

Shirasaya511: Created page with 'You take a deep breath, centering yourself. You almost lost yourself there. That was intense, and addicting. You use this as a learning experience. After all, part of training se…'

You take a deep breath, centering yourself. You almost lost yourself there. That was intense, and addicting. You use this as a learning experience. After all, part of training sessions like these are to make you aware of your weaknesses, though you couldn't have guessed that this particular weakness of yours would be discovered today.

Buuuut, that's no reason to bring a total stop to what you're doing. You just have to remember your status, and make sure that your pleasure and your business remain as discrete and separate parts of your life. This starts with setting the tone and sending a message.

To regain control, you seize the moment to make a statement, surrounding yourself in an aura of divine yet foreboding magic. With your enhanced strength, you jerk your wrists apart, bursting the steel restraints with ease. You smash them together with a deafening clang, shattering the cuffs like glass, as you wield the powers of Bane with skill and ease. This startles the previously lusty pair of half-orcs into sobriety.

You draw yourself to full height and speak with a dangerously low voice, profane magic crackling at your fingertips,

"Now you two, I have no problems being your plaything, now and possibly in the future based on your performance. But I will not be debased outside of the confines of privacy and expect the utmost discretion from you. Now are we clear?"

The half orcs, quickly realize that while they are individually much more physically powerful than you, their magic power is not on par with yours. Not even close. They give quick and short nods.

The older brother steps forward,

"As long as we are not denied our conquest from our rightful victory, we agree to stay… discreet about our… relations."

"Oh but of course not." You say, adding a sultry tone to your voice, "I wouldn't dream of denying you your… conquest. You rightfully defeated me, and as such you are entitled the full spoils of battle. I just wanted to be clear where we stand. Now…"

You dismiss the magic surrounding you, and start to strip, using your body to entice them back into the mood. It shouldn't be too difficult, they are orcs after all.

You quickly shed your belt and your chain armor. You ditch your combat gloves and boots, along with your socks and jewelry. You smile, an idea having occurred to you. You slow down your efforts, in an attempt to tease and tempt them to further heights of desire.

You begin swaying your hips as you turn around and lift the hem of your dress, giving them a great view of your tight curves and your long, toned legs. You silently thank the fates you had decided to shave all your body hair earlier today. Your dress is shed, with only the slightest resistance as the sticky front clung to your soaked bosom.

You are left in only your lacy black undergarments, your bra and thong leaving precious little to the imagination. You slowly twist and turn towards them once more to unclasp your bra, letting it fall forward and expose your large but perky breasts. You dangle it tantalizingly from your fingers before letting it drop into the growing pile of garments. You can see their strained expressions of barely repressed lust as they leer at your breasts, and they can now see your sensitive nipples are hard as marble.

You shimmy your panties down your legs, the lacy number shed as the last item to join your pile of clothes. You slowly spin around, letting them get a look at the entirety of their prize. You take a deep breath and recover your breath you didn't realize that you were holding.

Returning to your submissive pose you held previously. Eyes down, palms down, as you sink to your knees on all fours. You crawl slowly, back arched and ass in the air towards the two massive orcish bulwarks, then return to your place before the second brother.

You look up at him, his massive manhood obscuring the sight of his face from your position.

"I believe we were in the middle of something important… Sir?" you ask meekly

[[D&D: FHC The Brother makes use of your oral skills]]

[[D&D: FHC The Brother pounds your pussy]]

[[D&D: FHC The Brother reams your ass]]

[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: You teach the two boys

2019-07-09T11:46:13Z

Shirasaya511:

You decide only to train two of the boys in the group. The two in question were a pair of twin half-orcs, both muscular and rather vulgar, but smarter than you'd initially given them credit for. You head out to a secluded training session in one of the compound's training rooms.

"Alright boys, let's start with some basic combat training in the next room." You say ushering them towards a door on the far end of the room. The room has a whole wall devoted to weapons and armor. "How about some unarmed training?" Said one of the two boys, as good an idea as any you suppose, what you have yet to realize however is that the boys have a devious plan in the works.

You decide that a little warmup is in order before open combat training, you lead them through a rigorous workout, once you finish its decided that it'll be the twins versus you during combat, you begin with a few punches the boys evade, every now and then they launch back getting you once or twice. One of the boys then lunges forward knocking you off your feet, you manage to kick him away before he can continue and push yourself back to your feet just in time to dodge his next two attacks.

At this point you're nearly out of breath and are about to call the end of combat training when you feel a sharp pain in the back of your left knee bringing you to the ground, while you were fighting the first brother the other snuck behind you. You then feel your arms pulled behind your back and hear a thud as a pair of guards manacles are clapped round your wrists, you look up to yell at the boys, you don't get much out because as you look up one of them shoves his large cock in your mouth.

The brother whose cock is in your mouth grabs the back of your head and makes you slowly bob your head back and forth. His inhumanly strong grip convinces you that biting down would be a perilous prospect at best. You've never been so angry in your life, never felt so dirty and debased, here you are a world renowned cleric, the subject of a great many bards ballads and the centerpiece of countless adventures now brought to your knees like a common whore, worst of all though is that despite the horrid smell and revolting taste, sucking this half-orcs cock is making you horny like you've never been before.

Hearing you moan around his cock the trainee starts pumping more and more of his cock in your mouth, you've never had one this big before, once he begins hitting the back of your throat you don't think you can take anymore, he however seems to disagree and forces him whole cock in your mouth and down your throat, you're gagging and choking on his cock as he rapidly and forcefully thrusts in and out of your mouth, you can barely breathe around his cock and begin to panic, after several minutes of rough facefucking. You can feel your own drool dripping down your throat and chest, making a thorough mess down your front that will leave no question as to what they have done to you.

You eventually give in to the rough treatment, accepting it as a consequence of your defeat. After all, Bane is the God of war ''and'' domination. He seems to sense your acquiescence from the lack of tension in your muscles and begins his final assault. You can feel his manhood swell even larger as he shoves your nose down to his pubic hair, sheathing the entirety of his cock in your throat. He lets out a triumphant roar as he unloads down your quivering throat. You do your best to swallow his copious load with limited success, the sheer size of his load causing you to gag and inadvertently milk more cum from his balls. He pulls out slowly, filling your mouth and forcing cum to shoot out your nose, and unloads the remainder on your face, your hair, and your cleavage.

This whole thing has made you so horny you don't think you can function properly without a good hard fucking in the very near future. You weakly swallow what is left of the load in your mouth and beg

"M-more... I n-need more, fuck me until I can't think anymore..."

You're a complete mess, drool and cum dripping out of your nose and mouth, flowing off your chin into your generous cleavage. You're the absolute picture of a wanton whore.

Do you lose yourself to lust?

[[D&D: FHC No, you recover. But there's no reason you can't indulge in some submission]]

[[D&D: FHC Yes, you completely lose yourself to lust and submission, becoming their submissive fucktoy]]

[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]]

D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 2nd day: Politely refuse his advance and head to your room to retire

2019-07-04T07:49:22Z

Shirasaya511: Created page with 'You head back to your room and rest from your daily ordeal. Today has been fun.. you hope tomorow will be just the same... This is your 3rd day on the ship. And you starts to kn…'

You head back to your room and rest from your daily ordeal. Today has been fun.. you hope tomorow will be just the same...

This is your 3rd day on the ship. And you starts to know who to see to do stuff.

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 3rd day: Go see Sudan]]

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 3rd day: Go see Carlig]]

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 3rd day: Go see Eric]]

[[D&D: FEW Sailing to Calimshan: 3rd day: Skip the day]]

[[Category:Dungeons and Dragons]]