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[b][u][center]The ‘Tamed’ Dungeon

Kink-Vember 2

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Uduk had left the rest of his party at the inn. They were tired, worn out from the road. City-folk, the lot of them; the orc warrior had more stamina than the other three put together, and midnight was too early to sleep. The green-skinned warrior wandered the small town, looking for entertainment along the main road cutting it in half, and found it in the form of a sign that he could barely read:

[i]The Dungeon of Dreams.[/i]

Cocking his head to the side, Uduk rubbed one of his fangs contemplatively before turning into the small, one-room hut the sign pointed to. A human waited behind the desk, all decked out in fancy gems and amulets that screamed magic even to someone like him. She looked up as he walked in, chuckling to herself as she looked him up and down.

“Come to try out the Dungeon, eh?” she asked.

“Mmmph. Tough monsters?” he asked.

“Probably not the way that you’re thinking of, big guy.”

“Hmmph?”

“Lemme be blunt,” the dark-haired woman asked, brushing her hair off of her golden face. “You here to fight or fuck?”

“…There’s options?” Uduk asked.

“Heh, plenty. You heard of pub crawls, right? Going from pub to pub, getting new drinks, trying new places?”

The orc nodded.

“This is like that, but a dungeon. Used to be an old stronghold of some evil lord of something or other, but he died without getting what he wanted. When a bunch of other adventurers came around, they found out that this place was loaded with treasures from one lord or another, going back centuries. Whole place was built on different themes, too, with the Lord of Lightning and the Leathery Lady of the Tomb, and –”

“Point?”

“Right, right. See, the overlords of the dungeons always died, but the monsters didn’t. And most of ‘em didn’t really want to fight. So, we made a deal. We give ‘em a few floors to fight on, and they put some of them that are interested in…other things…on the upper floors, for different kinds of fun.”

Uduk’s face must have been a picture of befuddlement, because the human just laughed. He looked at the trapdoor in the floor behind her, imagining a dungeon that just went down, down, down, going further and further beneath the town. It wasn’t that hard to picture, but the idea of monsters putting themselves out for…pleasure…

That was a new one on the orc. And a hot one.

“How much?” he asked.

“How long you want to stay?”

“Two hours?”

“Three gold.”

Fair enough for him. He pulled the coins from his belt and tossed them over her desk. The human put them in a box, then gestured at him again.

“Might want to leave all that gear up here. The dungeon’s got some pretty well-marked safe floors, and it’s more fun if you’re not going around with a weapon. Makes the monsters feel safer.”

“…”

“And hey, I haven’t gotten the chance to see orc cock in a while…”

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After getting eyed – and felt – up by the human, Uduk descended into the dungeon. There was a helpful plaque before the lift that led further in, each floor labeled by overall theme and pleasure to be found.

He was thankful that all the fighting floors were down at the bottom; they were clearly labeled, and it would be hard to mistake them for the others. Considering that the easiest one was marked with a beholder, the orc didn’t want to go there by accident.

He looked at the other ones. First floor was covered in lightning, but with lots of ghost-hands, spirits, ghosts, and shit like that. Looked like a majority magic-user sort of place. Could be fun, but Uduk didn’t like the sound of the shocking stuff. Pass.

Second one was the Lair of the Beast Lord. Looked like it was stuffed chock-full of gnolls and other beasts that roamed around freely. Or, not so freely; some of the markings implied chains and other things, and he wasn’t sure if it was for the beasts or for those that would come calling. Not something that he fancied, getting tied up and left for a gnoll to hump at. Not something he liked at all.

Down the list he went. There were all kinds of options, but the one that he eventually settled on was the Sanctum of Slime. Uduk had never been particularly bothered by dirtier partners, and the idea of some slimy lovers was a surprisingly appealing one. The orc marked the floor, stepped into the lift, and set it rolling down its tracks.

As it went down, he crossed his arms over his chest, smirking as his cock started to rise between his legs. He imagined that the slimes and other monsters hadn’t had an orc for a while. Big, brute strength aside, he knew slimes were fond of the fluids inside the balls. More than a few of the wild ones he’d run across had tried – not so sneakily – to take a bit from him while they were in a fight. This time, he could give ‘em what they wanted without having to worry if they’d kill him.

Clunk. The lift swung to a stop, and the wall opened. He looked out at a hallway covered in slime in the corners, green against the gray rock, and a straight-ish corridor meandered into the distance. Side tunnels split off, and he could just make out the glow of other slimes in distant rooms.

“Heh…dungeon sweet dungeon.”

Uduk stepped out, one foot immediately landing in a slime puddle. It spread around his foot, sliding up along his arch and almost sucking him in up to the heel. It was…surprisingly sensual, particularly as some of it oozed between his toes like tongues licking against his foot.

It let go as soon as he pulled his leg up, though. Clearly not one of the stronger slimes.

Curious, he squatted down over one of them. It oozed and distended, slowly pushing upward as it formed its body into a shape almost like a dick. It wasn’t big enough to reach his ass, though, and he chuckled as he tapped it with his own cock.

The sensation was like a well-lubed ass or pussy, but cool, almost cold to the touch. He groaned, pushing himself back to his feet.

[i]Never had that before,[/i] he thought as he turned back to the hallway. [i]Okay, lemme guess, first room…[/i]

He paused at the first doorframe, pressed himself to the wall, and thrust his hand out in front of the door before yanking it back. No sooner had he pulled his hand back behind the doorframe than seven tentacles followed, swaying around, almost reaching the far side of the hallway as they searched for him.

Yep. Tentacles.

He waited for them to pull back in, crossed to the far side of the corridor, and continued on. A little predictable, but not bad.

The next room had a gelatinous cube, though one that had a couple of metal bands wrapped around it and a potion for acid resistance on the side. One could have humped it without falling in, though it would have been…intense. Another room had a slime that taken the shape of a small pixie, surrounded by others, waiting to be used. Still another was a malleable human-ish shape, probably made of a couple dozen slimes working in concert.

None of ‘em interested him, though, until –

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

Uduk smirked as he felt the heat in the rocks underfoot and the warm fumes in the air combine with the bubbling sound of something messy. The orc paused at another doorway and looked around.

A bubbling pool of hot, steaming green slime awaited, slick and sucking and yet looking altogether inviting. The air was thick and warm, so heated that he could feel the sweat droplets already popping from his head and back. The floor almost felt like it steamed beneath his feet as he walked in.

“Heh…there you are…”

He took one step into the slime pool before he felt the first grip on his leg. Uduk looked down to see the slime forming hands, then arms. They reached up his leg, gripping at him, trying to pull his other leg in.

They didn’t have to try. He leaped forward, thrusting himself into the pool and swimming into the depths. The slime clenched around him, squeezing him from head to toe, groping and all but licking at him. All around him, faces – men and women, elves, dwarves, orcs, human, and others – formed in the ooze as it tried to wrap around him, restraining him, dragging him toward the depths of the pool.

He’d hoped that they’d have one of these. It was a mind-reading slime, one that looked into the skulls of its victims and created mimic-slimes of the people that it found inside. They were massive creatures, and this one had to be an old one, nearly thirty feet deep and twenty feet wide on each side.

And hot. So hot. It was like swimming through a bubbling hot-spring, but surrounded by slime and sucking slickness on all sides. Slime-hands wrapped around his cock, his balls, his ankles, pulling him deeper as he held his breath. The orc kicked upward, trying to swim through the slime, but everything was so…liquid around him, so soft, and so slippery, and so messy. He couldn’t get enough thrust against it, and the hands were all over him, gripping at his chest, his arms, fingers trying to push into his mouth –

And then they pulled him down.

POP!

He fell through the slime, landing flat on his ass in the air-pocket at the bottom of the great slime. There was always one of those, as well, a prison for those that it managed to catch. Already, person-sized droplets of the green ooze were falling from the ceiling, taking on the shape of that hot dragonborn twink in the town they’d just left, and the half-elf druid woman that he’d fancied in the woods a year back.

As more and more of them took form, a thought occurred. He looked up, and he realized…there was no rope. There was no way out. And all his gear was up at the front desk of the hut above.

He brought his gaze back down. The slime clones hadn’t pulled weapons, and they were naked, but…

[i]How do I get out when this is done?[/i]

Uduk didn’t have an answer. He’d just have to trust that this would work out…

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Kink-Vember the Second. This one’s a bit more of a tease and concept exploration, but it might be something to come back to in another story. Enjoy an orc enjoying slime.

Tags: M/solo, Experience, Idiocy, Slime, Orc, D&D, Dungeon, Tentacles, Nudity, Exhibitionism, Sweat, Concept, KinkVember,