(Hello, once again! Thank you so much to my continued readers! This series has been a blast to make and your input has been a major part of that! I’m still figuring out what to do for the next session, specifically what monster they should fight first, and I’d love to hear some suggestions! Now without further ado…)
“Shall we move onto roleplay?” Sarah asked the group. Everyone nodded along, but Max’s eyes were still taking over the flowing indents of Jennifer’s shirt as is it moved with her shifts in her seat. He couldn’t take his eyes off her chest. That is until he felt the familiar sensation of a foot creeping up his inner thigh.
Max looked around at the girls. This was it, his chance to finally prove which of them had been messing with him last session. Jennifer had realized her shirt was still stuck between her boobs and was pulling on it to fix it. Vanessa was smiling at Sarah, her big, beautiful brown eyes wide with anticipation. Lily however, was glaring directly at Max. That settled it, Max thought. It had to be her. Then again, he had just been staring at Jennifer’s chest and she did have a tendency to stand up for her friends. Not to mention, his attacker had hidden herself well last time. Jennifer and Vanessa being busy with other things hardly eliminated them as suspects. If anything, Lily’s glare only made her seem more innocent since it wasn’t in line with how she behaved during the previous attack. If he really wanted to be sure it was her, he’d have to see her foot.
Max leaned back in his chair, looking down at the foot resting next to his crotch. He couldn’t see their leg, but he could see that they were wearing a clean, white sock. He tried to lean back a little further to see her leg and which of the three suspected girls it was stemming from.
Before he could lean back any further though, the foot propelled forward, slamming directly into his balls, which were still aching from his sister’s ruthless assault this morning. Max bent forward, the front two legs of his chair slamming loudly down onto the floor. All the girls turned to him in surprise.
“Are you okay, Max?” Daphne asked, leaning down over the table in an attempt to meet his eye level. “What was that noise?”
Max began to open his mouth, but he felt the foot begin twisting around, grinding against his sack before he could speak. After a moment, he managed to reply. “Y-yup…” Max managed to cough out. “J-just… I was leaning back and my foot slipped…” Max felt the pressure on his balls release as the foot lifted up. Max let out a relieved gasp.
“Oh, Max! You’re silly!” Daphne said with a giggle. “You know you shouldn’t lean back like that, you’ll fall out of your chair! You gotta be more careful! Especially after you fell last week!”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Max said, trying to catch his breath. His balls felt like they were back on fire, a fire ignited by his sister and covered with fresh kindling once it began to dissipate by one of the three girls across the table from him. “So are we gonna roleplay, or wha-“ Max’s voice caught in his throat as he felt the heel of his attacker slam down hard onto his nuts, squashing his abused balls between their bony heel and his wooden seat. If their first stomp had been kindling, this stomp was a big splash of gasoline. Max’s mind went blank and he stopped trying to hide his reaction. He felt a guttural scream building in his lungs, one which he couldn’t stop. Though he couldn’t stop it, his attacker could. The foot twisted once more, jamming its heel down hard enough to cause his left ball to pop out from underneath it, sparing it from his right ball’s fate, which remained trapped. Max’s scream managed to escape his body, but it came out in the form of a weak hiss, like air being slowly let out of a basketball. He crumpled forward, his forehead pressing against the table.
“Max is right” Lily began, glancing around at the group. “I don’t know what’s going on with him now, but we should roleplay. No more distractions. Max can keep doing whatever he’s doing, but I’m gonna talk in character. I lean over to Vanessa’s character and I say ‘What happened while I was out?’”
“We all got arrested for our dispute in the tavern” Vanessa replied in her character’s voice, ignoring Max’s behavior.
After a few seconds, seconds that felt like hours to Max, the mystery attacker’s foot finally slipped away from his crotch, releasing him from her torturous hold. Max lifted his head up to see that the girls were continuing the game without him and quickly sat up so he wouldn’t miss anything.
“Those fucking bastards…” Lily hissed. “I swear, when I get my hands on the king’s fat little testes-“
“I know, I know!” Vanessa interrupted, giggling as she did so. “We all saw your favorite spot to hurt guys… You even castrated one of the guards!”
Lily’s face contorted from one of anger into a wide grin.
“Say…” Vanessa began again. “I don’t think I caught your name.”
“It’s Saria!” Lily exclaimed. “Saria Balebos!”
“Hold on…” Vanessa chuckled. “Your character is named Saria Ballbust?”
Lily burst out laughing. “Balebos! Saria Balebos! It’s Yiddish, meaning a dominant woman or mistress of the house.”
“Ooooohhh…” Vanessa said, still giggling. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Saria Balebos. I’m Quinlia Swiftwind.” Vanessa turned back to Sarah. “I shake her hand”
Max had once again recovered his ability to speak, even if he wasn’t sure he’s regain the ability to walk for the rest of the day. He turned to Jennifer, who had successfully removed the front of her shirt from between her tits. “Thanks for carrying me…”
“Of course!” Jennifer spoke in her low, growling voice which always managed to send shivers of pleasure down Max’s spine. She sounded so confident and powerful. He loved the idea of her commanding him with such a voice. “You took quite the beating down there… you’re lucky she left, otherwise you might not be able to have kids!”
“Uhh… y-yeah…” Max stammered, not liking where this conversation was going.
“She really knew where to target…” Jennifer continued. “I guess that goes to show you not to mess with her…” Jennifer spoke in character, but she stared directly into Max’s eyes as she said it. “You better not piss her off again, or she’d beat your balls to a pulp!”
Max was beginning to understand what she was trying to say and began blushing heavily.
“In fact, I’ll bet when she rammed her knee right up between your legs, she only used a small fraction of her strength!” Jennifer said, grinning now. “I’ll bet if she wanted to, she could’ve put you out of commission for weeks!”
Max’s cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red. “A-actually, she uh… whipped me… then kicked me… she didn’t knee me…” Max had unknowingly dropped his character’s voice in his nervousness.
“Oh…” Jennifer said with a smirk. “My mistake…”
“S-so what’s your name?” Max asked, desperately trying to change the subject.
“Thruka Stonebreaker…” Jennifer leaned in across the table, her gigantic breasts pressing against the table through her t-shirt, seemingly screaming at Max to gaze upon them. “Just be thankful…” Jennifer whispered to Max “that I don’t break your stones…” With that, she sat back in her seat, her tits flopping back to their initial position with a bounce.
Max sat there, paralyzed with fear. If she was the one who kept kicking him under the table, he was certainly glad she’d been stomping so lightly.
“MAAaaax?” Lily drew out his name in a song like tune. “And you are?”
Max blinked a few times before realizing his mistake. “Oh! I’m- err… I mean…” Max went back to his character’s voice. “I’m Gerald Finnegan”
“Wonderful!” Daphne exclaimed, not wanting to feel left out. “I’m Alice Sanitas! I know that as a tiefling, people expect certain things from me! They expect me to be some criminal or some sex object, but I want to prove them wrong and aid this world! I’m going to be the city’s greatest healer!”
“Heh, FUCK that!” Lily sneered in character. “Healing doesn’t do shit in a fight, and it’s a dangerous world out there! Always look out for number one! Whether you like it or not, you’re a criminal now and it’s best to start acting like one. Whatever healing spells you know, you better learn just as many attack spells. Especially if we intend on getting out of this disgusting place.”
“Now hold on just a moment!” Jennifer jumped in. “What do you mean ‘we’?”
“I think what she means is we all want to get out of here.” Max clarified. “We’re all in the same cage, it’s natural we work together to get out. Once we’re out, we can go our separate ways. I for one don’t have any interest in sticking around a bunch of morons who get caught!”
“Excuse me, but didn’t you get us into this mess?” Vanessa countered. “If you hadn’t brought those damned drow in, none of us would be here right now!”
“Well regardless of why we’re here,” Daphne intervened. “Saria’s right. We need to find a way out of this place.”
“That’s it!” Jennifer said. “I stand up and walk over to the bars.” “I’ve had it with all of you! I’m getting out of here and if you want to join me, that’s your choice!” Jennifer turned towards Sarah. “I grab the bars and bend them out of the way.”
“Alright!” Sarah said, sitting up. “Roll a strength check!”
Jennifer rolled her D20 and looked up at Sarah again. “Nineteen!”
“The bars don’t even budge!” Sarah said with a smile.
“Okay, well there has to be some way out of here!” Max said. “I get up and look around the cell. Should I roll for investigation?”
“Actually, no.” Sarah responded. “As you all begin looking for a way out, two royal guards, one man and one woman, walk up to your cell from stairway. The male guard speaks. ‘The king would like to see you!’ He then unlocks the cell door.”
“So I guess we all follow him out of the cell, right?” Max asked, looking back at the other party members who nodded in agreement before turning back to Sarah.
“Okay,” Sarah began, “So you follow the two guards out of the cell and to the staircase-“
“Now hold on!” Lily interjected. “We can get out of here! I seduce the guards.”
“How? And which one?” Sarah asked, preparing her dice.
“Well, you all know how my character is dressed…” Lily made a motion with her hands in front of her chest as if she were lifting an enormous set of boobs. “I put one hand on each of their shoulders so they’re looking at me, then I lean forward so they get a nice view of my cleavage.”
“Sounds good! Could you role a charisma check?” Sarah asked, preparing to make two dice rolls of her own.
“Sure!” Lily rolled her D20. “I got a 16! Does that work?”
“The male guard’s jaw drops. His face is beet red and his eyes won’t leave your chest. He’s shaking and drooling and completely hypnotized.” Sarah described. “‘Oh my…’, the female guard says as she stares at your tits and blushes. She’s clearly interested, but it’s clear you’ll have to do a bit more convincing if you want to get anything from her.”
“Alright, I turn my attention completely to the female guard, making sure to stick out my ass a little so the male guard stays distracted.” Lily says, her knee bouncing with excitement and causing the table to shake slightly. “I keep my hand on her one shoulder and slide my hand up her opposite arm until it reaches her neck. Then I lean in close, pressing my body against hers, and plant a forceful kiss on her lips.” Lily rolled another charisma check. “Natural twenty!”
“The female guard is now completely enshrouded in your seductive power as well.” Sarah said with a smile. Describing intimate moments had always her brother’s guilty pleasure as a DM. It wasn’t as flashy or dramatic as describing overly violent kills or carefully crafted settings, but he did take great joy in it. “She wraps her arms around your lower back, pulling you close against her armor. She kisses you back as aggressively as you’re kissing her, forgetting everything around her.”
“Now’s my chance…” Lily said with an evil grin. “While continuing to kiss the female guard, I bring my foot up behind me, slamming the spiky heel of my platform boot hard between the legs of that horny male guard!”
“Ooh! Nice move!” Jennifer said with excitement.
Vanessa giggled and whispered something in Lily’s ear, prompting them to both start giggling a lot more.
“You’re gonna get advantage because he’s distracted by your ass,” Sarah said. “So roll to attack.”
Lily rolled her dice twice for advantage and picked the higher number. “Eighteen!”
“Ooh! Ehehe!” Daphne giggled. “That gets both of them, right?”
“That’s right, Daphne!” Sarah was beaming, like a proud teacher watching their student succeed. “Your kick hits both of em! Now roll for damage.”
Lily rolled her D4. “Three! Which doubled for hitting both is six!”
Sarah grinned, excited to do another amusing description. “As you kiss the female guard, that little pervert of a male guard stares at your ass. All he can think about is how much he wants to touch it. This is a man who only ever thinks with his privates. Well, now all he can think about is his privates. The spiked heel of your black, platform boot jams itself into his little nuts! His eyes roll back in agony and he collapses in an instant, nursing his poor balls. The female guard doesn’t even notice since she’s too busy kissing you. Finally, she pulls away from the kiss and stares into your eyes. Her gaze drifts down, finally resting upon your magnificent breasts. But something else catches her attention when she hears a whimper. She looks behind you and sees her fellow guard lying on the ground, clutching his groin”
“Hmm… I suppose I just tell her what happened. She’s completely into me anyways.” Lily said before changing her voice to that of her character. “Oh, him? I kicked him in his poor little nutsies!”
“Sarah took on the voice of the female guard. “Hehe! Would you look at that! Guys are so fucking weak and pathetic! So I take it you’re trying to escape?”
“Of course we are!” Lily said in character. “‘That being said…’ I wrap one hand around the back of her neck and place the other on her ass. ‘You are welcome to join us in getting out of here…’”
“The female guard blushes.” Sarah said before continuing to speak for the guard. “You know I’d love to, but I’d actually suggest seeing the king. He has a proposition for all of you that I think you might be interested in.”
“Well, if that’s the case…” Lily replied, looking around at the other girls at the table. All of them nodded. “I suppose we’ll see what this king wants to offer us!”
“Now hold on a minute…” Max intervened. “You’re telling me you just kicked that guy for nothing?!”
“Of course!” Lily said, as if she were stating something ridiculously obvious. “I mean it’s not that big of a deal! It’s just a kick in the nuts! He’ll be fine… eventually…”
“It’s true, Max.” Jennifer said, backing up Lily. “Despite how much it hurts, testicular injuries almost always heal and turn out just fine.”
“Al-… err…” Max wanted to ask the question ’almost always?’, but he didn’t want to continue this conversation any longer. “Fine… So we follow the guard, right?”
Sarah smiled and once again began describing the scene. “You all follow the guard past away from the jail cells and to the spiral staircase. She leads you up the stairs and as you walk, you get glimpses of other floors. First, another set of jail cells, then, some sleeping corridors with a few royal guards laying in some of the beds, next, what seems to be an armory, and finally, an elegant hallway with purple silk draped all around the walls. You follow her down the hallway and through more similar hallways until you reach this grand, open room with an elaborate staircase leading up to a giant set of double doors. The place is swarming with guards, two at each entrance to the room, two at each side of the staircase, and ten on each side of the double doors. You follow her up the stairs and the guards closest to the doors open them. The doors open up into a needlessly long room with gigantic stained windows decorating the walls. Guards line either side of the room and at the end of the room, is a large chair with a small, human man sitting upon it. You walk down the room and meet him. ‘Welcome, my disturbers of the peace! You may kneel if you wish. You are in the presence of royalty after all…’ the female guard immediately kneels. The king is dressed in a large, purple robe with a giant fur mane around him. Underneath the robe is a dark blue suit with golden accents. His crown is far too large for his head, towering to the top of his large chair. It’s covered in rare gemstones, probably making the crown itself worth more than a whole city block.”
“What a stuck up, rich asshole…” Lily scoffs. “I don’t kneel. I say ‘I hear you have an offer for us! Now it better be worth it, or I’ll march over there and sever your balls, you hear?!’”
“The king shifts uncomfortably at your mention of his genitals, but he doesn’t seem concerned.” Sarah said before shifting back into her booming king’s voice. “I’d advise you not to threaten me… Nevertheless, I have an offer for you! This great city is suffering from its surroundings. Dangerous beasts lurk around the city’s perimeter and threaten the lives of my people. I want you to go out and kill every last one of these dangerous beasts.”
“Every last one of the beasts?” Jennifer said in character. “That seems like an awful lot of work. What’s in it for us?”
“Your freedom.” Sarah said in her kingly voice. “When you have finished killing all of the beasts, I will drop all criminal charges against you and you will once again be free to roam the city without fear of my guards capturing you.”
“Our freedom?!” Lily growled. “Why you little, cowardly, small dicked, weak balled asshole! What’s stopping me from running out of here myself and castrating any guards dumb enough to try and stop me?”
“Well, you could certainly try.” Sarah said. “But then you’d miss out on the other part of your reward. In addition to your guaranteed freedom, you will also get an immense sum of money.”
“Oh, well that’s more like it!” Jennifer said, out of character. “We’re obviously gonna accept, right?”
“Of course!” Daphne said with a grin.
“We accept your offer” said Vanessa, in character. “Now get us the hell out of here so we can kill some beasts!”
“Aaaaand, that’s probably a good place to stop!” Sarah said, slamming her notebook shut as she did so. “Next session, you guys can kill some beasts!”
“Yay!!!” Daphne cheered, very much excited to get into the meat of the campaign.
As Max cleaned up, the fire in his balls had yet to go away. He knew someone would need to help him to his car, but he wasn’t sure who. Jennifer was out of the question because he didn’t want to look weak in front of her, especially after last session. Lily would just mock him, and Vanessa would probably tell Lily about it. Not to mention all three of them were suspects for having put him in this position in the first place. Sarah would be willing to help, but she probably wouldn’t be as subtle about it as Max would like. Finally, there was Daphne, kind hearted, sweet Daphne. If anyone would be willing to help, it would be her. Plus, she’s so generally touchy that nobody would question it if she was holding onto him as they walked out of the house. The choice was made, but he’d have to confess everything about the mystery attacker. “Uh… Daphne? Could I ask you something?” Max whispered.
“Hmmm?” Daphne tilted her head, her blue eyes seemed to sparkle with curiosity. As Max looked at her he couldn’t help but let his eyes drift down to that perfect little space her blue sundress didn’t cover. His gaze burrowed down into her amazing tits, feeling himself become enveloped by the freckles on her chest. He wanted so badly to just bury his face in her chest right now and forget everything else, forget the pain in his balls, the mystery of his attacker, and the fear of his sister. He wanted to feel nothing more than the warmth of her breasts on his face and that amazing feeling of her fingers scratching just the right spot on his head. But unfortunately, he couldn’t do that.
“So uh… first of all, I should tell you…” Max struggled to begin. He looked around and saw that all the other girls were away from the table so he didn’t have to worry about any of them listening in. “Over the course of this session and the last, someone has been… uhh… kicking me… under the table”
Daphne’s blue eyes widened with concern. “Oh no… why would they do that? Does it hurt?”
“Uhh… I’m not sure why they’re doing it, but…” Max tried to figure out how best to phrase this next part. “Yes, it hurts… quite a bit, actually. Especially because, uh… they’re kicking me… down there…” Max gestured to his crotch.
“Oh…” Daphne blushed slightly, her eyes drifting down to his crotch before sliding back up to his eyes. “Ehehe… that’s it?” Daphne let a subtle grin slip through.
“Uhh…” Max didn’t know what to say. He expected her to take this seriously, but she was laughing at the thought of his pain. “Yeah, that’s it! Daphne, somebody is secretly kicking me in the nuts!”
“Well yeah, but…” Daphne began to blush a little more. “I mean it’s not like it’s that bad, right? Don’t guys exaggerate that sort of thing? There’s no way it actually hurts enough to floor a guy, right?”
“Daphne…” Max sighed, not wanting to have this conversation but seeing no other choice. “It does hurt that much. A kick in the nuts is the most painful thing a guy can experience! Even a small kick can be completely debilitating!”
“Oh…” Daphne was now blushing significantly. “Ehehe… that’s actually really funny… Hehe! One little kick and they’re down for the count!”
“Daphne, can you at least try to take this seriously?” Max asked, regretting having ever brought this up.
“Oh, right. Sorry…” Daphne apologized, but her grin didn’t fade. “For me this is funny, but for you this is very real. So who do you think did it? It has to be Lily, right? I mean she kept targeting guys in the balls in the game! Plus, secretly kicking you is totally up her alley! Do you have any theories? Who do you think it was?”
Max sighed and looked over at the three girls about to leave. Jennifer was walking out the door, Lily was adjusting her grip on her dice and character sheet, and Vanessa was bending over to put on her shoes. Max’s eyes locked onto her ass. Those maroon shorts were riding up to reveal her entire, incredible ass. Her smooth, dark skin was like a magnet begging Max to come forth and rub his face all over her ass. On top of that, as she bent over, her cut up top draped down, letting Max have the perfect view of the underside of her tits. Max stared, appreciating the view, but then something caught his eye. As she put on her blue tennis shoes, he noticed her socks. They were white. Max’s heart seemed to skip a beat. He looked over at Jennifer’s socks, then at Lily’s. They were both black. The mystery of his attacker had been solved.
“Max?” Daphne asked, snapping Max out of his trance. “I said who do you think it was?”
Max looked back over at Vanessa, who was staring right at him. She brushed a strand of silver highlighted hair out of her eye before bringing her finger up to her lips and silently saying “shhhh” as if she knew exactly what Max and Daphne were talking about. She then lifted her hands up, miming placing them on an invisible pair of shoulders before driving her knee up hard and fast. Max saw the muscles in her powerful legs flex alongside her abs. He could see how strong she was from working out so much. Then, her knee abruptly stopped right where the invisible man’s groin would be. Max flinched, fearing for anyone who would ever be on the receiving end of her knee. She then slowly brought her hands and knee down, winked, and walked out the door. Max looked back at Daphne, trying to hide the look of horror on his face. “N-nope! I have no idea who it was…”