DM and the Dirty 20s Pt. 06

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All Characters are 18 years or older.

This story is a bit of a slow burn dual-story that very much requires the reader to start from the beginning. It does not require intimate knowledge of D&D or other TTRPGs, but is very much about playing those sorts of games and the fantasy of roleplaying. The two stories are those of the Players, and their Characters. As such this story comes with a warning of having strange Point of View/Narrative hotswaps in the middle of chapters as the players around the table move in and out of character.

In this chapter you can expect a little exhibitionism and sexy pictures.

Session five brings and ambush and a desperate flight through the forest, and the girls are so engrossed in the game that sex isn't top of the mind until hitting the hot tub.

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Chapter 50

Kisses at the front door were now the routine.

Elyse came through first and pressed herself to me as she kissed me in a way that I hadn't experienced since I'd been in high school with my first real girlfriend, making out before class at the lockers. She was all over me in a moment, her tongue sliding between my lips. I clapped my hands down, one on her waist and the other on her ass.

"Mmmm," she hummed into the kiss, then pulled away. Her bright grey eyes were playful as she grinned. "Hey, Shane."

"Hi, Elyse," I said, then gave her a little kiss on the nose.

Tori was next, carrying a bigger reusable bag than Elyse, and she didn't press herself to me so much as she reached up with her free hand and scooped me down to kiss her. "Good afternoon, Dungeon Master," she said with a smile after her sweet kiss.

"Good afternoon," I chuckled.

The first two college coeds were wearing similar outfits that day - jean shorts and T-shirts that clung to them a little and showed off their figures. Rhiannon, the last in the door and smiling like the cat that ate the canary, was wearing a sundress.

"Hey, Shane," she said, stopping in the doorway and kicking the door shut behind her with her heel.

"What's under the foil?" I asked, looking at the baking pan she'd brought in.

"Dessert," she said, knowing full well she was being cryptic.

"Whatkind of dessert?" I asked.

"The good kind," she smirked.

With her acting like this, I knew it had to be Mel's Famous Bread Pudding. What made it famous, at least in our group of friends, was that she made the bread pudding with croissants and got this rich, creamy chocolate to ooze like crazy without getting lost or absorbing into the bread. She wouldn't tell anyone how she made it.

I wasn't about to spoil Rhia's surprise, though, so I stalked the few steps towards her. "Should I peek, then?"

She scoffed playfully, tugging on the pan as I put my hands over hers. "You'd peek up my pan?"

I rolled my eyes and leaned over said pan, giving her a chaste little kiss on the lips. "I'd never," I said. Then I turned and started heading into the Game Room.

"That's it?" she asked, kicking off her flip-flops at the front door.

"Is what it?" I asked innocently, turning back and leaning in the doorway as I looked at her.

"You're not even going totry and peek?"

"Consent is king, baby," I smirked. "You don't want me to peek, so I won't peek."

She narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips in suspicion. "Did Mom tell you what it is?"

"No."

"Did you fuck her at your Game Night last week?"

I raised my eyebrows, looking back down the hall towards the kitchen and the back bathroom where the others would be changing. "Have you taken the time to-?"

Rhia flushed a little. "Erm..."

"Rhia," I sighed, coming forward, scooping the baking pan from her and pulling her into a hug with my free hand.

"It's kinda weird to talk about," she mumbled into my chest as she hugged me from the side, her breasts braless and squishing against me under her thin summer dress.

"Yeah, no shit," I chuckled. "But they'll find out one way or another. We talked about this."

"Ugh, I know," she groaned, squeezing me tighter and then standing up straight again. "I'll tell them. Then we can all talk about you boning my Mom together."

I groaned, making her snicker, and she took the baking pan back from me and gave me a firmer kiss than the first one. Before pulling away completely she looked into my eyes for a long moment, just smiling and looking as I gently rubbed her back through the dress. Then, with a smirk and a wink that wasso like her mother, she turned and headed down the hall. And on the way she reached back and pulled up the skirt of her dress, flashing her bare ass. She wasn't wearing a braor panties.

When the girls made it to the table they were all in their costumes. Part of me had wondered if there would be any modifications to the outfits after how things had gone the previous week, or if they would even put them on at all since they'd been so comfortable hanging around my place naked. The only real change was that Elyse had done a little more embroidery work on her silky robe which she showed off before sitting down.

The game opened where we'd left off, with Renee fucked to exhaustion in Alexander Houndsfangs chamber and unable to take advantage of him, while Olivia of Parnassus had finished bedding the male lieutenant of the gang.

It didn't take long for both heroes to make their escape from the awkward post-sex moments - Alexander, back into his fully human form, was dismissive while the lieutenant was wowed by Olivia's sexual attentions. The three adventurers, along with Fergus, met up at their tent in camp to trade notes.

"He's a fucking werewolf," Renee hissed quietly once they were safely ensconced in the tent.

"Wait," Jade said. "Like, he's afucking werewolf or a fuckingwerewolf?"

"Well," Renee smirked a little. "Both."

"How was it?" Olivia asked. "And are you gonna start growing fur 'cause you fucked him?"

"It was... overwhelming," Renee said, and Elyse glanced at me with a twinkle in her eye. Then she was back to Renee and the scene. "In the best way. Sexually. Morally? He's planning on overthrowing the Duke, forcing a marriage with the Duke's daughter to make him legitimate, and then carving the whole thing off into its own kingdom."

"Shiiit," Jade grunted.

"Fuuuck," Olivia groaned.

"You had sex with awerewolf!?" Fergus asked incredulously, just catching up.

That got snickers out of the girls at the table.

"OK," Olivia said, taking charge. "So we already wanted to take him down for Pretty the Tree, and his gang oppressing all the villages like Tremulous Crook. Now we know he's planning to make things even worse, but he's surrounded by an army. What are we doing?"

"I mean... We can't fight all of them, obviously," Jade said. "There's way too many. And for all that we've made a few friendly acquaintances, I don't think my fuzzy muffin is gonna convince the entire Red Bronson gang to side with us, let alone even more of them so it's an even fight."

"We do what I couldn't because I was fucked into a coma," Renee said. "We find a time he's vulnerable and we assassinate him."

All three of them sat with that for a moment.

"Feels kind of... like cheating. Or something," Jade said. "'Assassinate' is really close to 'murder.'"

"Counterpoint; he's a werewolf. That's kind of cheating too," Olivia said.

"How would we even do it, though?" Renee asked. "We don't know anythingreal about werewolves, we just have guesses. And we don't have anyone we can trust to ask out here in the woods."

"Well, what do we know?" Jade followed up. "Silver, holy symbols and... can they cross running water, or is that vampires?"

"Holy symbols and running water are both vampires," Renee said.

"So silver?" Olivia winced. "Gonna be hard to find silver weapons out here." Then her eyebrows shot up. "What about more local remedies? Fergus, as there any, like, old stories from this region about werewolves? Old fairytales and stuff?"

I rolled for Fergus as he thought about it, and he got a pretty good natural 18 for his history check. "Herrm," he grunted, rubbing his chin. "Well, there ain't no stories about no wolf-men from what I's remember, but there was a story aboutwolves in gen'ral. Me Ma' used to tell it to m' sister since she was always runnin' off into the woods. There was a whole thing about red capes or sommat, can't remember why, but in the end a woodsman like our father 'n uncles had t' hunt down the wolves and used Monk's Hood flowers t' coat their axe blades."

"Monk's Hood flowers?" Oliva asked. "What would that do?"

"Well, if it's like, hemlock or something? Like a poison?" Renee guessed.

"Wait," Tori said, breaking character. "Can I roll, like, a... botany check? Is that a thing? Like to find out if there are other names for this flower? Or what it might do?"

"Sure, that's a Nature check in this edition of the game," I said.

Tori rolled and checked her sheet for her bonus. "Ooh, that's a dirty twenty," she said.

"Nice," I nodded. "Well, Jade wracks her brain for a moment, trying to piece together what she knows of various plants and flowers from her time with her people, wandering the land. That's when she remembers a blue-purple flower thatdoes have another name - it's called Monk's Hood here in the kingdom because it's what monks of Grief use to dye their mourning robes for funerals, but in your homeland, it goes by another name. Wolfsbane."

"Well, that explains that," Elyse snorted. "Let's feed him some wolfsbane and be done with it. Poison his food or something."

"You also know, " I said, wanting to head off the 'easy answer' quickly and not set them up to fail with it. "That wolfsbane isn't an ingestible poison. When made into a paste it can be used to coat a weapon to help cut through supernaturally tough hides."

"I still say we just shove a bunch of it down his throat," Elyse smirked.

The girls spent the next forty minutes arguing over tactics, with me as the DM, or as Fergus, only occasionally needing to chip in to make sure they weren't making plans that had an obvious hole in them that their characters would understand being 'in' the situation as opposed to imagining it as the players. Fergus, being a woodsman who had been scouting the area to make sure he knew their potential escape routes if things went bad, would be able to get them some Monk's Hood flowers to turn into the paste - of course, that was only going to help Olivia with her sword. Jade's primary way of dealing with people was kicking, and while they wondered if coating her feet or soaking her footwraps in the paste would have any effect, they felt it was unlikely. And they didn't have any ideas on how to incorporate it into Renee's magic (though, to be fair, I knew that Renee's magic would have the best chance at cutting through his resistances anyway.)

The real problem for them was finding a time and place to ambush the gang leader. Alexander was spending almost all of his time either cooped up in that throne room he'd occupied, with his gang in the front room of the building or showing his face in the Alehouse chamber to remind everyone that he was the reason they were all there. Either way, he was frequently surrounded by at least a half dozen of his own gang, if notseveral dozen of the various bandits.

"Shit!" Elyse finally exclaimed. But not in a 'Fuck!' sort of frustrated way. More like a 'Eureka!'

"Well, spill," Tori chuckled.

"Literally, shit," Elyse said. "The guy didn't have buckets in there to take a shit in, so he has to leave at some point to go take a shit, right? So we just need to figure out where the Risen Wolf Gang is doin' their business and that's where we ambush him."

And that's how they ended up with their plan to kill a werewolf while he was taking a shit.

Chapter 51

"There he is, the fucker," Olivia murmured to Jade.

"You sure it's him?" Jade asked quietly.

"Oh, it's definitely him. Who else would come down to the outhouse with two friends?"

She was proven right as the trio of men sauntering down from the two standing ruins approached the hastily erected outhouses. Someone had dug a pit and stretched old timber planks over it forming a platform with holes, and the smell was being kept down by some sort of weed clippings the gang members were liberally spreading over it on the regular. It was crude, but it was better than the latrine setups most of the other gangs were using.

It hadn't been covered in the actual roleplay - who wanted to roleplay their character needing to go to the bathroom? - but since it had come up, the girls now realised that they'd been shitting in holes in the woods themselves.

"We weren't counting on guards," Jade grumbled under her breath.

"We'll just have to take them out quickly. Maybe Renee can do something."

The sorceress was currently stalking down the small hill behind the trio, about thirty yards back and keeping to the shadows. Since Renee could play the 'I was just looking for you' flirtation card if she got caught hanging around, she'd been on duty making sure the gang leader didn't disappear on them by heading off somewhere unexpected. Now she was going to take up a position on the rise with a clear view of the outhouse latrines but far enough back that the werewolf wouldn't be able to just reach out and nab her.

Jade and Olivia slowly began to creep from the west. One of Alexander's companions went into another of the outhouses while the second one took up a post outside, leaning on a spear and blowing at a breath. Already bored.

It was late evening, the heat of the sun already cooling on the horizon and the stars blinking in between thick swathes of black clouds that blotted out the moon for long stretches. They had the cover of that darkness, and the sounds echoing down from the Alehouse, to help cover their approach. Jade was the much more stealthy of the two, both because of her natural dexterity but also because Olivia wore her heavier armour, so she took the lead, her long ears drooping to the side instead of upright and her little bobtail twitching whenever she hesitated for a moment to pick her next few steps.

Then, on cue, she took off running as quietly as she could. She was a dark form on a dark night, sprinting on legs built for crossing hundreds of miles of plains in the migrations of her people. Renee almost missedher cue, the hare-folk woman was so fast.

Jade reached the guard a split second after Renee's firebolt came soaring out of the darkness with a purple flash. The burst of fire splashed across the guard's chest but he didn't even have the time to cry out in pain from the burn before Jade leapt with a flying knee driven into the side of his head and a punch to make sure he was going to sleep in a flurry of blows before he collapsed.

Behind the outhouse, the three shitholes given privacy by some stretched hides on frames, Olivia drove her sword through the hide of the one with the guard and was rewarded with the shocked cry of pain from the man within.

"Alright," I said, setting my hands down on the table. "That's your surprise round. Nice job! Now, roll initiative."

Whether it was the dice, or maybe the gods of the world favouring Alexander over them, things started to downhill quickly. Alexander, smelling magical fire and blood, let out a snarling roar from within his outhouse followed by the horrible cracking sound of his bones breaking as he transformed - quite possibly mid-shit, but he was still doing it.

Olivia, meanwhile, had no idea if she'd gotten the second guard with a clean shot or not. He definitely wasn't dead as a doornail, though, and leaving him alive could be a big problem if he was still capable of anything. That meant she had to finish him off, and that meant she had toget to him, so she started sawing her sword through the tough hide to cut her way through.

Jade and Renee, both looking at the fronts of the outhouses, didn't have a clear shot at anything.

"Don't let him howl," Renee called to her compatriot as she prepared her Shadow Darts spell for when the werewolf emerged.

Jade grunted and winced before nodding and rushing to the outhouse 'door,' which was just a length of fabric slung over a pole. She ripped it aside and jumped forward, wanting to try and grab Alexander Houndsfang and clamp her hands over his mouth - or muzzle, depending on his change - to keep him from howling and calling for reinforcements.

What Jade wasn't prepared for was getting swatted right back out of the outhouse by a gnarled, bony claw that was quickly followed by a snarling snout.

The Houndsfang, stalker of the forest and would-be King, emerged from the shitter as his transformation was just finishing, her limbs still snapping into place and the fur growing shaggier as he took on a mostly wolf-like form with a barrel chest and a lean, corded muscles under a thick hide. He lunged for Jade, who hopped backwards but not nearly far enough - the only thing that saved her from his raking claws catching hold of her and shredding her guts was the impact of Renee's shadow darts as she released her spell and the magical needles soared through the night and stabbed into the beast-man.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Olivia grunted still sawing at the hide until she finally had enough room to get head and shoulder in - she found the bandit she'd stabbed scrambling on the floorboard, one foot down in the shithole as he pulled a dirk from his belt. She slashed at him and her sword sunk into his shoulder, an arterial spray splashing up the cloth hanging and quickly started to pool as he gasped his last breath.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Renee was muttering in between the magic words that helped her focus her magic. The shadow darts had pierced the werewolf's defences but hadn't had the impact they'd had on other creatures. It was going to take a lot more to bring him down. She summoned another barrage, sending them spinning into the night, and glanced over her shoulder in worry - no one was coming to check on the commotion yet, but as soon as the alarm sounded they were all dead women.

"Fuckityfuckityfuckfuckfuuuuck," Jade swore, dancing backwards on the balls of her powerful feet as she ducked and dipped around the grasping claws of the werewolf. She found an opening and snapped a powerful double kick - the first missed, but the second crunched into his snout and should have sent him reeling back, at least in shock.

Alexander Houndsfang barely reacted to the kick, licking his chops like a hungry wolf eyeing a little rabbit, before getting distracted by Renee's shadow darts striking up his back again.

He snarled and turned, finding Renee at the edge of the battle, his eyes focusing on her. Then he began to draw in an immense breath.

"Don't you fucking do it," Olivia snarled, coming around the outhouse after extricating herself from the leather hides. She swiped her sword through the handful of the wolfsbane paste they'd made - getting the wolfsbane had been the easy part with Fergus on their side. He'd been scouting their escape routes for a couple of days and had remembered a general area where he'd seen some of the purple-blue flowers. It had been turning it into the rightkind of paste that had been the difficult part. Elyse had almost gone to ask her dwarf friends for help, but couldn't guarantee they were actually trustworthy. So they'd muddled through and boiled the flowers while Jade had found and 'borrowed' a clay bowl from someone in camp before they used the pommel of Olivia's dagger as a pestle. The resulting paste was a little chunky, but they'd half-filled Olivia's belt pouch and now she could palm it out and apply it to her blade.

Olivia's charge ended in a wild slash that could have taken a man's head off - unfortunately, they were well aware now, that Alexander Houndsfang was no mere man. He raised an arm to block the blow, letting out his massive lungful of air in a yelp of surprise when her blade bit deep into his clawed hand - not like slashing a man, but not simply caught like he seemed to think would happen.

The ladies took that as a good sign and redoubled their efforts.

The problem was that Renee only had so much magic, and Olivia could only get one good swing and then had to reapply her wolfsbane paste, which left her vulnerable while she did it so close to the werewolf. Every slip, every break in their concentration, left wounds on Olivia and Jade. Houndsfang's claws were sharp, yes, but he also battered them with backhands that felt like they could break bone. He snapped with his teeth, which they were thankfully able to dodge.

Forty seconds of fighting didn't sound like much, but in that time Oliva had struck two more good blows, leaving gashes across the werewolves. In return, she'd earned back a slash across her chest that had broken mail links, been tossed on her ass painfully when he tripped her, and had her bell run when he backhanded her in the head in response to the slash to his side. Jade hadn't fared any better, feeling like she had a few bruised ribs and sporting a long set of gashes from his claws down her side. An inch more and it would have been her guts on the ground instead of just some blood. Both of them were hurting, exhaustion starting to set in from the high-speed danger.

And Renee wasn't much better. She'd already burned through almost all her more powerful spells and was firing off her shadowy bolts of fire.

"We are so fucked," Rhia said as she grabbed her d20 as her turn started. "How is he looking?"

"Alexander is snarling and bleeding, but he doesn't seem to be as winded as the two of you," I said.

"Do I get the sense that he's toying with us?"

"Roll insight," I said.

She rolled. "Sixteen."

"Your training as a Paladin may not have been as entirely martial as a Paladin of, say, Duty, but you got plenty of training from a variety of tutors," I said. "And you trained with a variety of fellow students. You've seen teachers, and bullies, toying with people clearly unable to meet their skills. What you're seeing in Alexander isn't that, exactly. He doesn't see you as inconsequential threats, he's treating you carefully. But you feel like there's something he'snot doing, too."

"Fuck it," Rhia sighed. "Alright. Olivia is going to use her bonus action to apply more Wolfsbane Paste to her blade, provoking the attack of opportunity."

I rolled and winced. "Seventeen to hit."

"Fuuu-ckuh," Rhia groaned. "That's my AC."

I rolled the damage. "Sex points of slashing as he takes the opportunity of you dropping your guard to lash out and slash your arm."

Rhia blew out a long breath, looking down at her character sheet.

"Wait, you're still up, right?" Tori asked. "Right!?"

"One hit point," Rhia said. "I'm atone."

"Get out," Tori said. "He's already used his reaction, you can fall back. Use your Lay on Hands to heal up."

"You can't even really hurt him, you're just fishing for crits," Rhia argued.

"So? I can Dodge more, make it harder for him to hit me," Tori said.

"Olivia wouldn't back off and leave you fighting this guy," Rhia decided, shaking her head. Then she turned back to me. "I spin with the strike, crying out from the slash, but I take my sword in both hands and use the spin to power into a two-handed slash."

I nodded, keeping my face impassive, not wanting to influence her in any way. "Alright, roll your attack."

Rhia held her d20 in her hands, shaking it as she closed her eyes and blew out a breath. "Revelry, guide my hand," she murmured, then rolled. "It's a... dirty 20!"

"Hit," I nodded with a grin. They already knew that would hit from their earlier strikes, but all three girls seemed relieved.

"I'm going to dump a smite into this even though it's not a critical hit," Rhia said. "So that'll be... eleven points of slashing damage with the wolfsbane, and another... seven points of radiant damage. Eighteen total."

"Daaamn," Elyse said. "That's big."

Olivia spun with the slash, crying out in pain as the claws ripped through her flesh, and came around within Alexander Houndsfang's reach. "Revelry, guide my hand," she murmured with a grimace as she plunged her wolfsbane-coated sword into the werewolf's chest, and in that moment the sword flashed with an internal golden glow, like the warm amber of a cool ale on a hot day, and the warmth of a hearth on a winter night. The divine power coursed through the blade and rippled through the werewolf, making him snarl in pain as he yanked away and staggered back from the Paladin as he clutched at the sword stuck between his ribs.

"That's what you fucking get," Olivia of Parnassus snarled. "You fuck with-"

Alexander's wet, hoarse bark sounded strange at first and was accompanied by a wheezing as one of his lungs struggled to work. It took the adventurers a moment to realise the sound was the wolfman... laughing.

Slowly, his clawed hands wrapping around the hilt of Olivia's blade, he pulled it from his chest. Blood oozed from the wound, coating his sternum and stomach. He coughed, a sucking sound in his big chest, but laughed again.

And then he drew in a deep, rattling and wet breath and released a howl into the night that felt like it shook down to the very foundations of the ruins. They'd heard a howl like that before when they killed the magic-infused wolf at the farmyard. Every bandit within three miles had probably heard it, and there were alot of them alot closer than that.

"Run," Renee said, looking at her friends from twenty feet behind the werewolf. "Run!"

Chapter 52

"Keep going, just keep going," Jade urged.

They were making a mad dash through the forest. Olivia was barely hanging on - her sword lost, her chain shirt feeling more like it was weighing her down than it could protect her. Jade wasn't much better. And Renee was pale as a linen sheet in the moonlight, when therewas moonlight.

The teeth marks were gone, but none of them were sure if that mattered.

Alexander Houndsfang had bitten her.

The dash to escape the camp had been haphazard - Olivia and Jade didn't want to leave Renee behind, but the sorceress had taken off in the opposite direction as her friends, leading the werewolf back towards the bandits as they poured out of the alehouse and their camps. Her hope had been that at least those outlaws that weren'tin the Risen Wolf Gang might have an issue with a werewolf.

That hadn't even started to become an issue, though, because Houndsfang was a wolf, and wolves chased.

She'd made it fifty yards before he caught her, knocking her to the ground. And, looming over her, unable to speak with his body so close to a true wolf form, he'd snarled as he pinned her to the ground, raising a claw to carve through her chest. But then he'd stopped, his wolf grin appearing again even as his blood dripped from the gaping, sucking sword wound in his chest down onto Renee, and he'd snarled.

She'd Shadow Stepped away at the last possible moment.

Perhaps a moment too late.

The plan had always been for Fergus to meet them at the edge of the camp and escort them down one of his pre-scouted escape paths. Olivia and Jade, after seeing Renee leading Houndsfang away, had painfully accepted her sacrifice and staggered to the treeline, hesitating just long enough to see the torches lighting and spreading as the crowds of bandits followed the sound of the commotion.

Then, bleeding with a bite wound on her shoulder, Renee had staggered out of the shadows and into Olivia's arms. The Paladin had immediately used some of the divine healing, pressing her hand to the wound and kissing her friend on the forehead, and the gashes had turned to thin silver scars as if long healed... but the question remained whether that was enough.

Everyone knew that you got a werewolf through a bite.

There wasn't time to do anything more about it at the moment though, because they had to run.

Running through the woods was tiring. Running through the woods, at night, with no lights so you didn't draw attention, and getting chased by dozens of bandits who would be extremely happy to tear you limb from limb was exhausting.

I had the girls rolling Constitution checks to keep going, and faked rolling Survival checks for Fergus to keep them on the right path. I also did a lot of frowning and grimacing as I noted down their results before narrating how the escape was going. They heard more supernatural howling at one point, and the crashing of something large through the forest off in the distance, but the adventurers and their woodsman guide didn't roll so poorly as to get ambushed or caught.

In my prep, I'd been ready to drop an encounter here, but they were out of resources, low on health, and had just taken a fairly big moral defeat even if in my books it counted as a victory - they'd escaped a fight with a much tougher monster than them without losing a member. Still, morale was important too, so when both Rhia and Tory rolled Natural 20s on their fifth Constitution checks to keep going - Olivia practically carrying Renee - I let luck dictate the end of the pursuit as the skies opened up and rain came pouring down, wiping away their tracks and scents from anything that was hunting them.

They were able to slow down, even if they weren't able to stop.

"Olivia," I said. "Your arms and legs ache. The little bit of healing you used on yourself closed the wounds, but your body still feels the hurt of the claws that raked your muscle and flesh. Your vision is fading in and out, your only focus on Jade's back as she trudges on in front of you through the wet forest. Your knees feel weak, and you stagger to remain upright - if not for yourself, then for Renee. You're carrying her now, her body having given up to whatever is coursing through her veins from that bite. But it's all pressing down on you."

"I reach out for Revelry, to try and find some joy in my heart to keep me going," Rhia said. "I try to remember a time Renee and I celebrated together. And I think of the oath - of our ritual in the hot spring, how I swore that I would protect her with my life. How she's my sister in the eyes of Revelry."

I nodded. "One foot in front of the other. You trudge through the trees. You've stopped hearing what's around you, or what Fergus is saying to Jade. One step after another, and eventually you might be safe. Just one more step. One more step. One more. And then there's light - all around you. And a breeze. Cool and refreshing instead of wet and damp."

"I blink and try to get my vision to focus," Rhia said. "I'm afraid I might be dead. That I've carried Renee with me into heaven or something."

"What are you trying to say, I don't belong in heaven?" Elyse chuckled.

"Well, youdid fuck a werewolf," Tori smirked.

"For the greater good!" Elyse laughed.

"You look up, blinking, and see that Jade and Fergus have stopped a few steps ahead of you. You're not in heaven, but the storm has broken and the sun is rising. You've stepped out of the treeline of the forest and, about a quarter mile from where you stand, Castle Unger stands overlooking the King's Road. You've made it."

"Thank Revelry," Rhia sighed.

"Thank fuck," Elyse nodded.

"ThankFergus," Tori said. "He got us here."

"Thank you, Fergus," Rhia and Elyse both sang, grinning at me.

I rolled my eyes. "Neither of you are capable of saying that right now."

"Good," Rhia said. "Cause I need a drink, and I need dinner. This has been one fuckingstressful session!"

Chapter 53

The girls had prepped another fantastic dinner, and while it wasn't quite thevisual presentation as it had been the week before since everyone still had all their clothes on, it was wonderfully relaxed and casual. Seeing Rhia, Elyse and Tori all feeling at home in my home, freely moving around the kitchen, was a sort of trip all by itself. And the conversation ranged far and wide - some of it was banter about shit that I had to categorise in a 'not my generation' mental box because I had no idea about the show or music artist they were talking about. And a bit of it was gossip about other college students in their classes. But plenty of it was right in my wheelhouse; movies, old and new. Local news. Some of the Profs in their program, a couple of whom had beenmy profs as well and the others who I was familiar with through the local theatre community.

And then dinner was over, and the girls refused to let me help clean up as they took turns sitting at the table and keeping the conversation going while the other two would clean.

And then the clothes dropped all at once, and all three of them were naked and ready for the hot tub.

"You know, youcould bring swimsuits over," I teased them once we were all out there and ensconced in the glorious warmth.

"But then we wouldn't get to ogle you," Tori grinned.

"Or let you ogle us," Rhia chuckled, bouncing in her seat a little so that her breasts bobbed right at the edge of the water.

"Or each other," Elyse tacked on at the end with a snort, reaching out one foot and prodding Rhia's boob with her big toe, making all three of you laugh.

"Hey, don't think I'm complaining here," I said. "I just want to make sure you all know it's notexpected."

"Shane," Tori sighed, shaking her head and sliding down her side of the hot tub closer to me. "The moment one of us feels like getting naked with you is expected is the moment we all get uncomfortable, and this ends. So just enjoy the eye candy, and the blowjobs, and the fucking." She got half out of the water to lean over and purse her lips, kissing me lightly before sitting back in the water and returning to her seat.

"Um... on that note..." Rhia said, her confidant tone diminishing significantly. That had both Elyse and Tori looking at her in concern, and I could understand why. Itsounded like she was about to admit shewas uncomfortable or feeling like there were expectations. Way to pick your timing, Rhiannon, you thought with an internal sigh. "So, I need to, uh, tell you guys something."

"You OK?" Elyse asked with a frown, scooting towards her through the water.

"No- I mean, yes, I'm fine," Rhia said, holding up a hand to assure the other two girls. "I'm totally fine. Maybetoo fine, even?"

"Rhia, what doesthat mean?" Tori asked.

"I just mean all of this - the eye candy, the blowjobs, the fucking - it's kind of like... what I... wanted?" Rhia said slowly, her voice rising almost two octaves as she spoke.

"Wait, like... you wanted itbefore it happened?" Tori asked after a moment.

"Like youplanned it?" Elyse asked. Then she looked at me. Concerned.

"Shane didn't know," Rhia said quickly. "I- OK, just listen to me for a sec, OK? This is weird and complicated. Shane already said he has another game that is like this one, right? Well, that one is with my parents and their friends. I kind of discovered it was a thing a few years ago, and it's been like athing for me? And so when we had a group of us who wanted to play, and it was mostly people I thought would be... compatible... I thought maybe it could happen. But I didn't tell anyone, which I know is kinda fucked andnot being a good Party member. Or a good friend. Then the guys dropped out, but we still had Shane, and like - it could still happen, but I didn't tell him I was kinda angling for the sex and stuff until after the first session, and he was immediately like 'What the Fuck, Rhia?' and warned me and got a little mad that I was keeping secrets. So he made me own up to my parents first that I knew abouttheir game, and that was awhole thing. And at the same time, it was like, I didn't want my horny fantasy to fuck with how fun the game already was. But I also kinda still wanted stuff to happen. So I tested the waters and you girls were totally down to flash Shane, and then everything happened out here with the hot tub, and Shane had the whole consent talk and we've all fucked and now I'm telling you guys too late but I also had to tell you because I've felt awful for not telling you but I didn't want to ruin it and-" she cut off, gasping for breath. It sounded like she was about to start rambling all over again but Tori shut her up by splashing her, leaving Rhia spluttering.

Elyse looked at me. "You really didn't know she was planning for us to be all Fucky-Fucky?" she asked.

"Not until after the first session, and then I was trying to keep my eye out to make sure neither of you were being pressured," I said. "She wassupposed to tell you sooner than this."

"Fuck, Rhia," Tori sighed, glaring across the hot tub at her friend. Then she snorted and rolled her eyes. "You horny bitch."

"Hey, you were the first one to do stuff with him," Rhia said. "And it's not like I suggested it."

"That's true," Tori chuckled, shaking her head at her own actions.

"Technically, I'm the one who did something with him first," Elyse said, then made the universal Blowjob hand motion. "And to be fair, even if all this hadn't happened I was still planning on hooking up with you, Shane. I told you that already."

"You did," I chuckled softly.

"I dunno," Elyse continued, leaning back and shaking her head as she spread her arms out along the back of the hot tub seats, her nipples peeking up out of the water. "I for one am happy with how things are going right now, and I don't know if I would have agreed to all this if I'd known you were planning it ahead of time, Rhi. Itkind of sounds like a ridiculous mess when you spell it out. But I also kind of love it so it's hard to even be mad."

"That's true, I definitely wouldn't have gone along with this if you'd just said, 'Hey, I know this DM who runs Sex D&D,'" Tori snorted. "But I also see you didn't actually push us into anything. We definitely made our own choices. And you didn't push us at all for anything, Shane."

"Thanks for confirming that," I sighed and nodded thankfully. "I was worried that Little Miss Horndog was getting in my head."

"Excuse me, my title is 'Princess Horndog,' thank you very much," Rhia said with a grin. Then she looked at her friends. "Seriously, guys, I'm so sorry, but also not sorry."

"Forgiven," Tori decreed.

"Nothingto forgive," Elyse added her own decision.

"OK, but seriously for a second, you wanted to do Sex D&D withNate?" Tori asked Rhia.

"Well... no," Rhia said. "But I figured you and him were already, like, sexual Elyse, and he was a package deal with Isaac."

"You like Isaac?" Tori asked.

"You think I fucked Nate?" Elyse asked over top of her roommate.

"No, I don'tlike Isaac, I just thought he would be able to handle it and wasn't weird, and he has that cute butt chin," Rhia said. "And youdidn't fuck Nate at the start of last year?"

"No," Elyse said. "God, really? Nate?"

"I don't know, you guys were hanging out all the time and stuff," Rhia said.

"Nate's-" Elyse started, then cut off abruptly.

"Nate's what?" Tori asked.

"Oh," Rhia said.

"Don't say anything to anyone!" Elyse said quickly.

"I won't," Rhia promised.

"Nate's what?" Tori asked, not having clued in as fast as I had.

"I'm guessing, Tori, that Nate might play for the other team," I said. "And that's something that shouldn't be gossiped about."

"Oh," Tori said, then shook her head and nodded. "Oh, right. Yeah. OK. I promise I won't say anything."

"God, I didn't know that was a rumour," Elyse murmured, rubbing at her face. "Me and Nate?"

"Well, I guess it helped keep his secret in the closet, cause I had no idea," Rhia shrugged. "Fuck -that would have made Sex D&Dreal interesting."

Elyse snorted and looked at me. "Do, uh, any guys getinvolved with each other in your other game?"

"No," I said. "And it's not something I'm particularly interested in. The closest we get is group sex with two or three guys focused on one woman."

Tori grunted, clearly envisioning it for a moment.

"Fuck," Rhia sighed. "That really would have made things awkward unless Isaac or Ian were down to fool around with him."

"Honestly, I wouldn't have done any of this if any of them were here," Tori said. "I mean, I like Ian and Isaac and Nate, but not like that. I'm not attracted to them, at least more than a casual glance. I wouldn't have feltsafe being vulnerable with them like this. Like, Shane, you look but you don'tstare at us when we're naked. You give off this, 'Damn, I acknowledge you're hot and I appreciate that you're naked, but I'm in full control of myself and not going to do anything stupid' vibe that I can'timagine any of those guys having."

"To be fair, I think Nate would be able to control himself," Elyse smirked, making Rhia snort.

"Fair," Tori chuckled. "Anyways, we're making proclamations and confessions, so here's mine - I'm really fucking happy to be friends and fuck around with both of you girls, and I'm really happy for you to be our Sex D&D Dungeon Master and explore myself sexually with you, Shane. You girls are totally my best friends by a mile, and you're the coolest person I know, Shane."

"I- Thank you," I said, finding myself surprisingly emotional over the slightly ridiculous stuff she'd said. All the words made sense in the order she said them, but the situation was... stupendous.

"We're not just best friends, we'rebreast friends," Elyse grinned, standing up out of the water and stepping into the middle of the hot tub, naked and exposed down to her hips. "Come on, group hug."

Both girls got up out of the water and slipped their arms around each other, and then all three of them looked at me. I rolled my eyes with a smile and stood, my erection coming up out of the water as I wrapped my arms around the three of them and we shared a wet, naked hug.

"So..." Elyse said as we held each other. "No sex during the session today. Who's down to get ourselves off in front of each other?" The other girls started laughing, and I looked up at the twinkle lights woven into the roof of the hot tub enclosure, trying not to blush. "What? I wasn't kidding. I'm horny as fuck and watching you guys play with yourselves wasso hot last time," Elyse said.

"... Fine," Tori eventually said, pulling away from the hug and sitting on the tub's edge. "I'm in if you guys are."

"I'm in," Rhia said, backing away and sitting her butt on the edge as well, spreading her legs and running two fingers along her pretty lips.

"It was my idea," Elyse grinned, taking her own seat.

They all looked at me.

"Fine," I finally chuckled. "Sure. It's a tough ask, but I think I can manage it."

Rhia snorted, grinning as she eyefucked me from head to cock. "'Fine' he says. Like he doesn't get to watch three hot coeds diddle themselves and will love every second of it."

"Hey," Tori said. "Your mom is pretty fucking hot, Rhia. And he gets to do Sex D&D with her. Maybe jerking off to college girls just isn't as exciting when he can fuck your Mom."

"Oh, God," Rhia groaned. "Puh-lease don't start making Your Mom jokes to me about this?"

"You think your Mom gives good head?" Elyse asked as I sat down and shook my head, not planning to save Ria from the consequences of her actions at all. "Maybe she could give me some tips."

Rhia groaned again.

Chapter 54

'Hey Shane : P'

Before the girls had left on game day, I'd given Tori and Elyse my number since it had been a month of us playing and I wanted to give them the opportunity to change up anything in their backstory before we pushed into the next part of the story arc. We were technically already a quarter of the way through the summer, too.

It also kind of felt like it was time for us to have contact info for each other, considering everything else that was going on.

What I hadn't been planning was that Tori and Elyse would use my number to start texting me about a lot more than just their backstory changes or any build changes they wanted to make.

It started with a voice note from Tori, though it was technically both her and Elyse together, telling me Good Night in sing-song voices the night after the game. It sounded like they'd been up drinking together after they got home, likely talking about everything that had happened.

The next morning Elyse texted me a picture of her outfit for the day, a cute little crop top and shorts combo, asking if it looked too 'teenager' for a college girl to go to the mall in. I'd told her she looked good for a casual day, and she'd responded with another picture flashing her little tits at me and sticking out her tongue.

Tori had messaged me while she was at work, asking me for advice. She was interning at her uncle's business in town for the summer in the marketing department and was having a personality clash with one of the full-time employees. After I gave her my take she sent me a picture of herself shooting a thankful look into her camera phone, her button-down blouse clearly unbuttoned a little lower than would be appropriate and pulled open just a little to flash some extra cleavage.

Elyse called me that night, picking my brain for what she should make for dinner and talking through some of her ideas for if the worst happened and Renee de l'Ombre died at some point during the summer and she needed a new character.

The next few days were much the same. Tori was more reserved than Elyse in her teasing photos, but they were both flirting with me hard.

I wasn't an idiot. I knew they were flirting with me.

I just didn't know what todo about it, because that wasn't how The Game was supposed to work. It was supposed to be a contained thing. What happened in the Game stayed in the Game.

It was Monday night, and I'd been texting on my phone twice as much as I would most weeks. Adding two college coeds to my regular easily doubled the number of texts I was sending on a daily basis.

'Just found out Tori and Elyse have been talking with you ALL THE TIME. I'm Jelly of my Lumpy :('

I had texts dating back years with Rhiannon.

This was the first time I got a selfie from her.

This was definitely the first time I got a topless selfie from her.

She was on the couch at her parents' place, lying down on it and looking up at her phone. Her shirt was pulled up over her braless tits and she was sticking her tongue out at the camera.

I had to groan as I closed my eyes and resisted the strange flash of panic in my chest.

That picture would have been anutter disaster two months ago. My best friends' daughter sending me a picture of her tits. Now, it was fair game.

Life was wild.

'Hey, Snorey,' I replied.'Looking relaxed : P Hope your parents aren't gonna catch you.'

'HAH. Dad would DIE,' she replied.'They are out. I'm bored.'

'Wanna play a game?' I offered.'I'm still the Mario Kart Champ.'

'GFYS! I won last time!'

'GFYS?'

She sent me an eye-roll emoji.'Go Fuck Yourself, Shane. I won the last tourney.'

'Last tourney didn't get to finish, remember? It's not a win unless it's a win.'

She sent me a middle finger emoji and then a go-kart and a checkered flag.

We played for about an hour, and I beat her best out of seven, before I could hear through her headset that Mel and Dan had come home. They both said hello to me when they found out who she was talking to.

I got a text later that night from Mel.'Mario Kart?'

'Your daughter was bored and sent me a topless pic,' I told her honestly.'I figured it was safer to distract her than having her in THAT kind of mood.'

I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't a trio of crying-laughing emojis.

Chapter 55

"I don't understand why they aren'tlistening to us," Tori grumbled, running her fingers through her hair in frustration.

"Because we rolled likeshit on our Diplomacy," Rhia sighed.

The fifth session of the campaign was not going the way the girls had been hoping.

Rhia was right, theyhad rolled like shit on a couple of key diplomacy checks. The first two I'd had contingency ideas for - the guards at the gate of the fort hadn't believed that the three adventurers and their woodsman companion were of any importance whatsoever and they hadn't been granted an audience with the Princess, the Castellan in charge of the Duchy while the Duke was away, or the Garrison Captain. They had, however, still been allowed into the courtyard of the fort where they'd been presented to the local Sheriff.

Then they bombed a very easy roll with the Sheriff, managing to offend the man when they insinuated he was shit at his job. To be fair, he wasn't exactly a character that I'd designed to be extraordinary at his job, but he wasn't a corrupt son of a bitch either. He was just one man trying to do the job of what should have been an entire regiment.

Even then, I'd had ideas. They were in need of healing and food. The Fort healer was a Hedge Monk, a man of faith in the natural world instead of the Gods. What I hadn't counted on was Rhia loudly disclaiming any healer who spurned the Gods, unprompted, to the man's face. He'd healed them, since that was his calling, bringing them all back to half their hit points, but he didn't go out of his way and he certainly wasn't trusting their wild story about 'an army of bandits led by a werewolf gathering in the forest.'

And now, after another disastrous roll, they had pissed off the cook when they tried to ask for food and managed to ruin the meal intended for those eating in the main hall that night in a Rube Goldberg machine-worthy chain of actions. Even if I was shocked at how poorly they were rolling, I was pretty proud of my description ofthat specific sequence that had led to the suckling pig half swallowing the lad who turned the spit as he ran around in a blind panic until he tripped and fell into the pantry and a fresh bag of ground flour.

Now the three adventurers, and poor Fergus, were sitting out in a corner of the courtyard looking for all the world like a band of beaten-down travellers who had been thrown out of the last three places they'd stayed and were gunning for a fourth.

"We've tried the nice way," Elyse said. "What if we try the... not nice way?"

"You mean we try to take over the castle?" Tori asked.

"I mean... it's not theworst idea," Rhia frowned.

"Except it would be considered treason, wouldn't it?" Tori asked. "Not to mention the fact that that's pretty muchexactly what we're trying to stop Alexander from doing. It would just make us the bad guys."

"I didn't meantake over the castle," Elyse clarified. "Just... use something other than basic diplomacy."

"Intimidation?" Rhia asked. "Like we start threatening our way to the top?"

"Or Deception?" Tori asked. "Lie our asses off until we get to someone we think will listen?"

Elyse sighed, rolling her eyes. "OK, maybe it was my phrasing and me trying not to be fuckingobvious. What if we seduce our way to the top?"

"Ooooh," Tori and Rhia chimed in while I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh. I'd had a feeling that was where Elyse had been hinting the whole time. Then Tori and Rhia both started grinning, and the three of them started scheming.

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Olivia of Parnassus was bad at sneaking. It just didn't come with the territory of any part of her being - trained Paladin, armed and armoured. Clergy of Revelry, God of Parties and Joyous Celebration. Bold Courage and Outspoken Empathy were her schtick. That made her great at certain things; especially at attracting attention.

It didnot help with sneaking.

The thing was, getting to the recently widowed daughter of Duke Unger wasn't something she could justdo. Especially after they had pissed off every gatekeeper who might have gotten them deeper access into the citadel of the fort.

So Olivia had to strip off her armour, abandon almost all her weapons to the care of Renee, and tidy herself up. If she couldn't sneak, she'd need to look the part.

Fergus provided the first piece of disguise they needed when he wandered his way into the Godschapel and managed to lift a simple brown robe. Renee helped get Olivia clean, managing to steal a bar of soap with some magical distractions from the washerwoman emptying her buckets down a grate near the walls. Jade added the last elements, handing over the large set of prayer beads she usually wore to give Olivia more of an 'Official Clergy' look.

Clad in brown robes, wearing the beads, properly clean for the first time in a week and with only her sword hanging from the simple rope belt of her outfit, Oliviaactually looked the part of a visiting clergy of the Gods.

So she walked into the Godschapel, nodding to the local Priest of Duty as he studied a tome of his faith and the Lady of Benevolence who was cleaning and polishing the silver implements the various primary faiths shared in the space. The Priest did a quick double take, his eyes roving down Olivia's robed body and following her - she got the sense he was watching her ass, not bothered about the sword. He must have been used to trying to discern who might have a nice ass through bulky robes because she was sure he could barely see a single curve. The Lady didn't even look up from her work.

Olivia went in through the back entryway of the chapel, winding into the bowels of the citadel. She knew she needed to go in, and go up, to find the widow and gain her trust.

Meanwhile, Jade had another mission. Olivia could have accomplished it about as well, most likely, but she was better suited to the stealth-not-stealth mission. Hair-folks weren't exactly common and a visiting hairfolk clergy would immediately be recognized as the same one who had come through the fort gates earlier that day.

Instead, Jade went looking for trouble. Or rather, she went looking for where trouble usually happened.

There were two places, at the foot of the Duchy seat of power, where trouble would occur. The alehouse, and the guard barracks. Causing enough problems at either one would probably bring her in front of the Garrison Captain eventually, but the alehouse would mean making her way through the current guard on duty, their superior, and whoever else needed to be consulted before she ever made it. That would take time, maybe even days sitting in a cell; time they didn't have.

Punching a guard in the mouth in the middle of their barracks, though?

That was making a statement.

Jade found the front door, waited for one of the guards to come out and Renee to give the signal, and dashed from where she'd been waiting around the corner and caught the heavy oak door before it closed. With a glance back over her shoulder and a nod at the shadow sorceress, she ducked inside.

The interior of the barracks was primarily a bunkhouse, and Jade found it mostly empty. Three rows of ten bunk beds, a couple of big round tables where it looked like someone had abandoned a game of cards, and three doors. Six of the beds were occupied by a sleeping person; likely the night watch.

"What would you like to do?" I asked Tori. Part of me had wanted to just give them a win for their planning, especially after things had gotten messy with their bad rolls early in the session, but I knew giving a couple of smaller hurdles would make an eventual win feel sweeter and more earned.

Tori blew out a breath, looking down at her character sheet as she absentmindedly spun her pencil. She shook her head and sighed, looking back up at me. "Three doors?"

I nodded. "One pretty obviously, based on what you could tell of the positioning outside, leads around the side of the keep. Another one is standing partially open and looks like it might be a privy area. The last one, sort of in the middle, is shut."

"The door is shut," Rhia intoned, immediately making me scoff. "What?" she asked.

"I expected better from you, Missy," I said, narrowing my eyes and pointing my finger accusingly. "The quote is 'Theway is shut.'"

"Fuuuuck," Rhia groaned, facepalming.

"Fuckin' nerds," Elyse chuckled and grinned.

"I'm going to check the shut door first," Tori said. "Jade tries to move quietly through the bunkroom without waking any of the sleeping guards."

"Roll me a Stealth check with advantage because they are all definitely asleep," I said.

She rolled, did fast math on her fingers, and smirked. "Seventeen."

"Nice," I said. "Alright. Jade makes it across the bunkhouse without anything untoward happening, and the breathing of the sleeping guards doesn't change except for one guy who starts snoring lightly."

"I try opening the door," Tori said.

"You don't check it for traps?" Rhia asked.

"Why would they have a trapped door in the middle of the guard bunkhouse?" Tori sighed in exasperation.

"I mean, as a trap?" Rhia hedged.

"For sneaky bitches like you," Elyse chuckled. "I mean, think about it. What if every guard who gets hired is told, 'Hey, just FYI, don't open that door. It explodes. It's just there to catch thieves trying to steal our stuff.'"

Tori worked her mouth a few times and then sighed again, looking back at me. "I guess I check it for traps."

I snorted and smirked, then had her roll. "You are fairly certain the door is not trapped."

"Shane," Tori groaned. "What doesthat mean?"

Now I did laugh. "It means you are pretty confident you don't see any signs of a trap."

"Oh my God," Tori said. "I don'tknow it's not trapped?"

"Do youknow that my bathroom door isn't secretly trapped?" I asked. "Or do you simply trust that I'm not crazy enough to do that?"

"I-" Tori said, her voice trailing off...

Rhia started snickering, and Elyse was grinning.

"Fuck you guys," Tori laughed. "I open the door."

Jade opened the door cautiously, peeking around it and finding a dark stone stairwell leading up about one flight and ending in a double door. She slipped through, closing it quietly behind her, and padded up the stairs to the short landing and the next doors. They were the same heavy oak, but these doors had some decorative accents in their construction, hinting that something important lay beyond.

"I try-" Tori started, then hesitated and narrowed her eyes as she looked at Rhia and Elyse. "I check the door for traps."

That got snorts and giggles from the others, and she rolled.

"You are reasonably confident there are no traps on these doors," I said with a smirk. "But, one thing does come up as you're examining them. You hear a soft grunting coming from the other side."

Tori raised one delicate eyebrow. "Grunting? Like what kind of grunting? Animal or person?"

"Definitely a person," I said. "And soft. Not frequent either, just the occasional chesty grunt."

All three girls looked confused as they tried to think of what it could be, but they couldn't come up with anything.

"Fuck it," Tori finally said. "I try to open the doorsuper quietly. And only like two inches so I can peek in or hear better."

"Roll for Stealth," I prompted.

She rolled, and when her dice stopped she moaned through pouty lips and leaned forward until her head was pressed to the table before holding up two fingers. "Natural two," she mumbled.

"You gotta beshittin' me," Elyse groaned.

"We all need new dice," Rhia sighed. "Better dice. Prettier dice."

"The good news is that as Jade begins opening the door, she only gets it one smidge of an inch open before it starts to squeak. Someone has either been intentionally not oiling these hinges, or they've been allowed to get noisy on purpose. The good news is that since you didn't get a natural one, you manage to stop before you make more than a little 'Ee!' of sound."

"Fuck it," Tori said. "I push open both doors fast and step in. I'm trying to make an entrance anyway."

Jade pushed the double doors wide open, each of them squealing like a piglet as their metal hinges complained, and she stepped into what had to be the armoury for the bunkhouse. Racks for weapons and armour stood lining the walls and in neat rows in the middle of the room - most were empty, however, and not because of all the guards on duty. One of the problems in the Duchy was that Duke Unger was supporting the King's war against the Dark Lord in the East. The Armoury, and most of the Garrison, were emptied when the soldiers had marched to war. A dozen spears, half a dozen swords, some cudgels and three new-looking breastplates of boiled leather were all that were waiting to be donned.

Beyond the empty racks was what looked like an office. A big oak desk and two tall stands of cupboards filled with scrolls and books made up the main furniture, and a steel helm with a feathered plume was sitting on the desk.

On a cot under the barred windows at the back of the chamber, where the only light in the space was coming from, the soft grunts cut off in a strangled panic as the Garrison Captain looked down the central row, his eyes wide and his hand wrapped around his cock, laying back on his cot as he was masturbating in private.

Jade looked at him.

He looked at Jade.

He wasn't half bad looking. Younger than she would have expected, maybe eighteen or nineteen and likely appointed to his position because he was the son of someone who had marched to war with the Duke.

"OK, look," Jade said as she closed the doors behind her and started walking down the empty row of armour stands, peeling off her top as she went. "We can either fight, or we can fuck. Either way, we're gonna end up sweaty and you're going to listen to what I say when we're done." She dropped her chest bindings as the Captain looked up at her with confused, wide eyes that danced over her tits and up to her face. She started undoing the front laces on her pants. "So what's it going to be?"

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