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Episode 3: 'A Walk In The Park' free porn video
"A Walk in the Park"
The Dungeon Master has decided to take action after the First Shield Maiden indulged herself with sub matthew one too many times. It is not her that is to be punsihed however, and after dinner the DM has attached matthew's leash to lead him off by his collar for his punishment...
You follow to watch, a sultry smile on your face, but the Dungeon Master stops you. His plan not to have you witness the punishment, but to know that you have brought it about by your slutty actions.
"Are you sure you want to follow? I mean, no door in the Dungeon of Delicious Debaucheries is closed to the First Shield Maiden, unless we are preparing something special for you that is. However, knowing your current limits as I do, I fear it might upset you to see matthew sodomised?"
"Oh! Ahh... maybe I don't want to see that. I will wait until you have finished Master."
"Don't worry, I won't break him, but matthew needs to be reminded who his Master is. I promise he will be even more attentive in the future. If and when I allow him to pleasure you again that is."
The DM turns his back and the door slowly closes as if on its own. *Click* You are left staring at the door, imagining the degradation matthew is suffering within, caught between feelings of guilt knowing that it is down to you, and frustration at not being allowed to watch, even now you know what the punishment is to be.
Mistress Stana calls to you, breaking the spell.
"Come here sub! Come here and help me let felicity down whilst the Dungeon Master is busy?"
"Sorry Mistress! I was just making making a mental note to myself - doors here may hide either excitement or sodomy!"
Stana smiles. "You say that like the two are mutually exclusive?"
"Sodomy is not for me Mistress." You look anxious and she smiles again.
"I know kitten. All the Doms at Triple D are aware of your boundaries. The subs are to be respected whilst being enjoyed. This is 'A Rule.' Indeed, the Dungeon Master would be a terrible force to behold if someone actually hurt or upset one of his little treasures."
Her statement seems incongruous given the sounds of tormented pleasure coming from behind the door...
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Later, the Dungeon Master comes to find you and tells you that if you can find your lead he will take you for a walk in the park.
"You can put your boots on, but you won't need anything else"
"Yes Master."
The DM is wearing a tuxedo, with a fine white silk scarf, top hat, pocket watch... and cane. He is wearing black and white Oxford Brogues, because shoes maketh the man. It is a cool and very clear night as he walks you proudly down the maple lined avenue towards the park. You follow meekly behind, trying to hide your shame as passersby stop to stare.
The DM stops in the middle of the road and slowly walks back to you until his fully clothed body is tight against your naked skin. He kisses you deeply.
"Don't be coy, sub. Walk behind me, yes, that is only right and proper, but don't be shy! Hold your head up, and your chest out. Make your Master proud."
You do as instructed, strutting your stuff. You notice several people giving us disapproving looks, but you also notice a lot of appreciative staring.
"Excellent." complements the DM "Keep it up."
You arrive at the park and the Half-Orc valet opens the gate for you, staring at the ground as he does so, but stealing a glance at your naked form as you brush passed him. You hear him mumble something about seeing you in the back room of the Frog and Whistle.
You hiss insults back at him, harsh treatment for someone who you serviced in a Glory hole only the other day. The Dungeon Master tugs firmly on the lead.
"Quiet sub! How dare you show me up like that!"
"Sorry Master."
"Anymore behaviour like that and we will go straight home, do you understand?"
"Yes Master. Sorry Master."
"Good. Now, you may already know that this park is popular with certain people after dark. I thought we might like to watch together?"
"Yes Master. Any particular spot in mind?"
He leads you off the path and through some trees and bushes. You find a spot where you can see a couple, a very well endowed male Gnome and a lithe female Half Elf, having very hot sex, contorting their bodies in ways you didn't think possible.
"Wow..." You remark, tilting your head.
"Yes, he's quite the package isn't he. And I have no idea how she can stand on her head and take it like that?" DM whispers appreciatively.
The DM moves behind you as you watch together, hands coming up to tweak your nipples, already stiff from the cold. You sigh and relax into him.
After a while it is obvious he is very aroused. Very quietly he whispers in your ear "On your knees sub"
You rapidly kneel, feeling the lead tighten. DM turns you around slightly, so you can both still see the show, but also so that others can see you. As your eyes have grown accustomed to the dark you can see other figures in the trees also watching
"They are staring..."
"Don't worry. Only some of them are staring at us. Make sure they can see what you are doing"
The Gnome and the Half Elf have changed position and are still the main, but no longer the only attraction. You shift on your knees so you can see the other couple better, their contortions almost impossible to follow.
"Quite the acrobats aren't they!? Do you think we should invite them round some time?" The DM remarks
"I think we should. That half-elf is thrashing seven bells out of him now!"
DM makes a mental note to send them an invite to the Triple D later that week, before tugging sharply on the leash.
"Careful now sub. Don't get too distracted from the task at hand"
You concentrate on displaying yourself to the onlookers, opening your legs and rubbing your pussy and breasts.
The DM meant that he needs some manual assistance, but your willful exhibitionism is noted. He lets you carry on for a while, drawing a small crowd before correcting you with the leash and pulling your face tight into his groin.
You catch your breath sharply in surprise. Offering your apologies an dassurances that you will of course attend to DMs needs but it is too late to apologise now. You should have reaslied what your Master wanted and a punishment will be administered later. For now DM require you to pay attention to what you are supposed to be doing.
"Be careful not to spill any on the Tux" he tells you, no longer bothering to be quiet.
Your enthuiastic performance when you have an audience is noted, it might be the fresh air, or it might be knowing that you are going to be punished that has stoked your fires. Indeed, the DM thinks that is why you did it even if that isn't the case for once.
You can feel he is nearly there, and there is an involuntarily tug on the leash at the critical moment. You were trying to remember not to spill any. If only that tug hadn't distracted you...
Pearly white cum splashes down your chin and onto your chest, spurting on to the ground besde you. Thankfully none got on the tux. Lucky for you.
The Dungeon Master gets you to stand up. You can see you have a queue forming of a variety of races and genders, but DM is feeling jealous now and is concerned that you are being too rebellious. It is time to go back to the Dungeon of Delicious Debaucheries.
"We need to get you cleaned up" the DM remarks casually as he pulls out a pristine white silk pocket square. He dabs the corner of his mouth demurely, before returning it to his pocket.
"Come along sub"
He leads you, face still sticky with cum, passed the disappointed queue of admirers. The park gate is closed and the Half Orc valet no where to be seen when we get there, but there is a small door to the side and as a trsted patron of the park DM apparently has a key.
"How much trouble am I in?" you risk asking.
"Enough. Now remember, walk tall. Head up, chest out. Don't show me up if we meet anyone otherwise you will be in even more trouble."
"Yes Master."
The streets are not very busy, just a few patrons leaving bars and restaurants. You see there are a couple of familiar faces but you are relieved when they head away from you.
You see The Dungeon Master nod his good evenings to a few people you don't recognise, before you eventually turn into the alley and head back down the steps through the door to the Triple D. The DM takes off your leash and tells you to go and get cleaned up. You hurriedly do so, sensing that you may have over stepped your bounds.
When you come back DM puts the leash back on, and hands you a bundle of clothes, telling you to keep it folded for now. You wisely resist the temptation to look.
Then he leads you into the main room, where largest orgies are hosted and where the subs sleep. Emma and Stana are there sharing a drink. matthew is in his cage, and felicity is asleep in the corner, leashed to the wall.
"What do you have to say for your self sub?" I ask you, wanting you to address you answer to the whole room.
"I have been very badly behaved. I am very sorry Master." You hear Emma and Stana gasp disapprovingly.
"Tell them what you did sub."
"I didn't attend to my Master when I should have and made a mess when I had been told not to."
The Mistresses tut at you. Your face is on fire with embarassment, but your stomach is alive with butterflies in anticipation of what is to come.
"And!" DM exclaims, "While she should have been attending to my needs she was busy exposing herself to the crowd!"
"I thought that is what DM wanted..." I mutter, recieving a tug on the leash in return.
"We know!" cackles Emma, "We were there watching the acrobats from the visiting circus!"
"I liked what I saw" Stana smiles at you. You blush, resisting the temptation to look directly at her, but are secretly thrilled by her praise.
"She did very well" agrees Emma "but she clearly has to be punished for her inattentiveness."
"You are both correct of course. Such wanton exhibitionism was not what was requested, and if she likes exposing herself so much, as punishment she can sleep in that" pointing to your bundle.
You open it out revealing a soft white cloth onesie, with the panel at the bottom completely removed.
"Put it on."
I look at you. "Please, I am very sorry..."
"Sshhh! Hush now my precious, everything is fine. You just need to suffer your punishment like a good sub." He strokes your face tenderly before continuing in a demanding voice.
"Now put it on and show us how well it fits."
Slowly you put it on. Made of the highest quality Elven cotton, it fits perfectly, tight to your skin, but comfortable, showing off your figure and its curves exquisitely.
"Beautiful!" Stana admires.
You watch nervously as DM walks to one of the racks and picks up some small sharp shears, then walks towards you
"Master!?" You exclaim in alarm.
The DM doesn't say anything as he runs his hand over your chest, finding a nipple and tweaking hard, pulling the material away from your body before cutting a hole to reveal the tip of your breast. You look shamefaced. DM repeats the procedure on the other side
He leads you over to the corner where felicity is sleeping and attaches your leash to the wall. felicty was given a blanket for being a good sub, but DM confis**tes that now in case you use it to cover your shame. She shivers and whimpers slightly in the cold.
"Put this on too" he says handing you a blind fold.
You do so, initially so that one eye isn't quite covered, but you quickly think better of it and lower it fully into place, so that you can no longer see. You can feel the draft between your legs from the missing panel, and your nipples are staying pert in the chill of the dungeon
"sleep here" he tells you. "But if any of us can't sleep we are going to come and visit you"
You can hear Emma and Stana giggling in the background
"I have learned my lesson! This isn't really necessary..." you plead.
"Oh, I think you know it is sub" you hear echo back down the corridor, as we turn off the lights and leave.
You can feel felicity snuggle in for warmth in the chill air of the dungeon, hear the soft rattle of chains from matthew. You only sleep due to physical exhaustion from the days exertions.
You are woken three times in the night, first by Emma who wants to sit on your face, then by Stana who wants to try her new toys, then finally by the Dungeon Master...
"Have you learnt your lesson?" he asks, bending you over his knee, taking advantage of your lack of underwear with his hand.
"Maybe..." you coyly reply, already raising your buttocks in anticipation of the first smack...
*scene fades to sound of a very firm spanking*
I hope you liked this installment of Fantasy Sex Dungeon the Soap Opera! Stay tuned for the next episode "The Mark of the Dungeon Master!"
Please leave a comment if you like what you read :)
The Dungeon Master has decided to take action after the First Shield Maiden indulged herself with sub matthew one too many times. It is not her that is to be punsihed however, and after dinner the DM has attached matthew's leash to lead him off by his collar for his punishment...
You follow to watch, a sultry smile on your face, but the Dungeon Master stops you. His plan not to have you witness the punishment, but to know that you have brought it about by your slutty actions.
"Are you sure you want to follow? I mean, no door in the Dungeon of Delicious Debaucheries is closed to the First Shield Maiden, unless we are preparing something special for you that is. However, knowing your current limits as I do, I fear it might upset you to see matthew sodomised?"
"Oh! Ahh... maybe I don't want to see that. I will wait until you have finished Master."
"Don't worry, I won't break him, but matthew needs to be reminded who his Master is. I promise he will be even more attentive in the future. If and when I allow him to pleasure you again that is."
The DM turns his back and the door slowly closes as if on its own. *Click* You are left staring at the door, imagining the degradation matthew is suffering within, caught between feelings of guilt knowing that it is down to you, and frustration at not being allowed to watch, even now you know what the punishment is to be.
Mistress Stana calls to you, breaking the spell.
"Come here sub! Come here and help me let felicity down whilst the Dungeon Master is busy?"
"Sorry Mistress! I was just making making a mental note to myself - doors here may hide either excitement or sodomy!"
Stana smiles. "You say that like the two are mutually exclusive?"
"Sodomy is not for me Mistress." You look anxious and she smiles again.
"I know kitten. All the Doms at Triple D are aware of your boundaries. The subs are to be respected whilst being enjoyed. This is 'A Rule.' Indeed, the Dungeon Master would be a terrible force to behold if someone actually hurt or upset one of his little treasures."
Her statement seems incongruous given the sounds of tormented pleasure coming from behind the door...
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Later, the Dungeon Master comes to find you and tells you that if you can find your lead he will take you for a walk in the park.
"You can put your boots on, but you won't need anything else"
"Yes Master."
The DM is wearing a tuxedo, with a fine white silk scarf, top hat, pocket watch... and cane. He is wearing black and white Oxford Brogues, because shoes maketh the man. It is a cool and very clear night as he walks you proudly down the maple lined avenue towards the park. You follow meekly behind, trying to hide your shame as passersby stop to stare.
The DM stops in the middle of the road and slowly walks back to you until his fully clothed body is tight against your naked skin. He kisses you deeply.
"Don't be coy, sub. Walk behind me, yes, that is only right and proper, but don't be shy! Hold your head up, and your chest out. Make your Master proud."
You do as instructed, strutting your stuff. You notice several people giving us disapproving looks, but you also notice a lot of appreciative staring.
"Excellent." complements the DM "Keep it up."
You arrive at the park and the Half-Orc valet opens the gate for you, staring at the ground as he does so, but stealing a glance at your naked form as you brush passed him. You hear him mumble something about seeing you in the back room of the Frog and Whistle.
You hiss insults back at him, harsh treatment for someone who you serviced in a Glory hole only the other day. The Dungeon Master tugs firmly on the lead.
"Quiet sub! How dare you show me up like that!"
"Sorry Master."
"Anymore behaviour like that and we will go straight home, do you understand?"
"Yes Master. Sorry Master."
"Good. Now, you may already know that this park is popular with certain people after dark. I thought we might like to watch together?"
"Yes Master. Any particular spot in mind?"
He leads you off the path and through some trees and bushes. You find a spot where you can see a couple, a very well endowed male Gnome and a lithe female Half Elf, having very hot sex, contorting their bodies in ways you didn't think possible.
"Wow..." You remark, tilting your head.
"Yes, he's quite the package isn't he. And I have no idea how she can stand on her head and take it like that?" DM whispers appreciatively.
The DM moves behind you as you watch together, hands coming up to tweak your nipples, already stiff from the cold. You sigh and relax into him.
After a while it is obvious he is very aroused. Very quietly he whispers in your ear "On your knees sub"
You rapidly kneel, feeling the lead tighten. DM turns you around slightly, so you can both still see the show, but also so that others can see you. As your eyes have grown accustomed to the dark you can see other figures in the trees also watching
"They are staring..."
"Don't worry. Only some of them are staring at us. Make sure they can see what you are doing"
The Gnome and the Half Elf have changed position and are still the main, but no longer the only attraction. You shift on your knees so you can see the other couple better, their contortions almost impossible to follow.
"Quite the acrobats aren't they!? Do you think we should invite them round some time?" The DM remarks
"I think we should. That half-elf is thrashing seven bells out of him now!"
DM makes a mental note to send them an invite to the Triple D later that week, before tugging sharply on the leash.
"Careful now sub. Don't get too distracted from the task at hand"
You concentrate on displaying yourself to the onlookers, opening your legs and rubbing your pussy and breasts.
The DM meant that he needs some manual assistance, but your willful exhibitionism is noted. He lets you carry on for a while, drawing a small crowd before correcting you with the leash and pulling your face tight into his groin.
You catch your breath sharply in surprise. Offering your apologies an dassurances that you will of course attend to DMs needs but it is too late to apologise now. You should have reaslied what your Master wanted and a punishment will be administered later. For now DM require you to pay attention to what you are supposed to be doing.
"Be careful not to spill any on the Tux" he tells you, no longer bothering to be quiet.
Your enthuiastic performance when you have an audience is noted, it might be the fresh air, or it might be knowing that you are going to be punished that has stoked your fires. Indeed, the DM thinks that is why you did it even if that isn't the case for once.
You can feel he is nearly there, and there is an involuntarily tug on the leash at the critical moment. You were trying to remember not to spill any. If only that tug hadn't distracted you...
Pearly white cum splashes down your chin and onto your chest, spurting on to the ground besde you. Thankfully none got on the tux. Lucky for you.
The Dungeon Master gets you to stand up. You can see you have a queue forming of a variety of races and genders, but DM is feeling jealous now and is concerned that you are being too rebellious. It is time to go back to the Dungeon of Delicious Debaucheries.
"We need to get you cleaned up" the DM remarks casually as he pulls out a pristine white silk pocket square. He dabs the corner of his mouth demurely, before returning it to his pocket.
"Come along sub"
He leads you, face still sticky with cum, passed the disappointed queue of admirers. The park gate is closed and the Half Orc valet no where to be seen when we get there, but there is a small door to the side and as a trsted patron of the park DM apparently has a key.
"How much trouble am I in?" you risk asking.
"Enough. Now remember, walk tall. Head up, chest out. Don't show me up if we meet anyone otherwise you will be in even more trouble."
"Yes Master."
The streets are not very busy, just a few patrons leaving bars and restaurants. You see there are a couple of familiar faces but you are relieved when they head away from you.
You see The Dungeon Master nod his good evenings to a few people you don't recognise, before you eventually turn into the alley and head back down the steps through the door to the Triple D. The DM takes off your leash and tells you to go and get cleaned up. You hurriedly do so, sensing that you may have over stepped your bounds.
When you come back DM puts the leash back on, and hands you a bundle of clothes, telling you to keep it folded for now. You wisely resist the temptation to look.
Then he leads you into the main room, where largest orgies are hosted and where the subs sleep. Emma and Stana are there sharing a drink. matthew is in his cage, and felicity is asleep in the corner, leashed to the wall.
"What do you have to say for your self sub?" I ask you, wanting you to address you answer to the whole room.
"I have been very badly behaved. I am very sorry Master." You hear Emma and Stana gasp disapprovingly.
"Tell them what you did sub."
"I didn't attend to my Master when I should have and made a mess when I had been told not to."
The Mistresses tut at you. Your face is on fire with embarassment, but your stomach is alive with butterflies in anticipation of what is to come.
"And!" DM exclaims, "While she should have been attending to my needs she was busy exposing herself to the crowd!"
"I thought that is what DM wanted..." I mutter, recieving a tug on the leash in return.
"We know!" cackles Emma, "We were there watching the acrobats from the visiting circus!"
"I liked what I saw" Stana smiles at you. You blush, resisting the temptation to look directly at her, but are secretly thrilled by her praise.
"She did very well" agrees Emma "but she clearly has to be punished for her inattentiveness."
"You are both correct of course. Such wanton exhibitionism was not what was requested, and if she likes exposing herself so much, as punishment she can sleep in that" pointing to your bundle.
You open it out revealing a soft white cloth onesie, with the panel at the bottom completely removed.
"Put it on."
I look at you. "Please, I am very sorry..."
"Sshhh! Hush now my precious, everything is fine. You just need to suffer your punishment like a good sub." He strokes your face tenderly before continuing in a demanding voice.
"Now put it on and show us how well it fits."
Slowly you put it on. Made of the highest quality Elven cotton, it fits perfectly, tight to your skin, but comfortable, showing off your figure and its curves exquisitely.
"Beautiful!" Stana admires.
You watch nervously as DM walks to one of the racks and picks up some small sharp shears, then walks towards you
"Master!?" You exclaim in alarm.
The DM doesn't say anything as he runs his hand over your chest, finding a nipple and tweaking hard, pulling the material away from your body before cutting a hole to reveal the tip of your breast. You look shamefaced. DM repeats the procedure on the other side
He leads you over to the corner where felicity is sleeping and attaches your leash to the wall. felicty was given a blanket for being a good sub, but DM confis**tes that now in case you use it to cover your shame. She shivers and whimpers slightly in the cold.
"Put this on too" he says handing you a blind fold.
You do so, initially so that one eye isn't quite covered, but you quickly think better of it and lower it fully into place, so that you can no longer see. You can feel the draft between your legs from the missing panel, and your nipples are staying pert in the chill of the dungeon
"sleep here" he tells you. "But if any of us can't sleep we are going to come and visit you"
You can hear Emma and Stana giggling in the background
"I have learned my lesson! This isn't really necessary..." you plead.
"Oh, I think you know it is sub" you hear echo back down the corridor, as we turn off the lights and leave.
You can feel felicity snuggle in for warmth in the chill air of the dungeon, hear the soft rattle of chains from matthew. You only sleep due to physical exhaustion from the days exertions.
You are woken three times in the night, first by Emma who wants to sit on your face, then by Stana who wants to try her new toys, then finally by the Dungeon Master...
"Have you learnt your lesson?" he asks, bending you over his knee, taking advantage of your lack of underwear with his hand.
"Maybe..." you coyly reply, already raising your buttocks in anticipation of the first smack...
*scene fades to sound of a very firm spanking*
I hope you liked this installment of Fantasy Sex Dungeon the Soap Opera! Stay tuned for the next episode "The Mark of the Dungeon Master!"
Please leave a comment if you like what you read :)
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