2 comments/ 18217 views/ 5 favorites Slave of the Dungeon Master Ch. 01 By: dusk_reaper Dita sat on her knees for what seemed like hours, her body bent so her neck could fit through the stocks before her. Her hands were tied crossed behind her back so she was completely vulnerable. She knew exactly where she was; in Versalles Tower dungeon. She was stripped of her clothing, and she knew why. Dita was being punished, and the slave dungeon was the place the girls feared going the most. There were many horror stories born there. She found herself nervous, but knew there was no escaping such a fate. the dungeon door unlocked, and in stepped a tall man, he wasn't disgustingly overweight, but he had a round belly on him that was enough to turn many girls off. His eyes were dark, and his skin lightly tanned. Residing between his legs was a large erection, the one that would be more than likely inside of her in a short amount of time. She knew much about this man without ever meeting him before. He thrived off humiliation, and sadistic pleasures. His name was Anton Bullock, and it was well known. She watched with her light blue eyes as he walked around behind her and out of sight. He stood there for a bit examining her backside. "Well... look what we have here, a newly caught slave, and already she's causing trouble for her master. I guess I'll have to tame you." He informed her sounding quite pleased. Dita said nothing just looking towards the floor. "What? No begging?" He asked curiously. "I... I fail to see where it would get me... you will do as you wish with me... I have no means of escape." She said thinking logically. He chuckled a bit amused before coming to the front of her, kneeling a bit to look at her face. He ran his large sausage thumb along her lower lip noting how full and luscious they looked. "The king has a problem with your inability to properly mop. He says you can't seem to clean the floors properly. I think I know how to fix a lazy arse." He smirked pulling off his belt a wooden cylinder with a rounded head, just a bit smaller than his thumb in circumference. Anton held the cylinder before her face, "This is about to go up your ass. I've been told you haven't been used there... the King doesn't seem to be such a fan of buggering, most of the slaves have virginal assholes, I wonder if you're the same." Dita was a bit nervous, but she shook her head, "I've never been touched back there..." Anton looked her face over, "You're different, I can already tell, no crying or begging, just acceptance... I like you... you'll be a fun change from the normal routine. For being such a good girl, I'll let you lubricate it with your mouth before it goes in, how about that?" He smirked pushing it into her mouth. Dita lathered it with spit knowing full well she'd need it. Anton removed it from her lips and marvelled at the amount of spit, "Good girl... now get ready, this is going to hurt." He moved behind her to see her round shapely ass. He spread her cheeks enough to see her pink puckering hole, and began pushing the wood inside. Dita bit her lip and groaned as he took his time gently rocking it back and forth until it went all the way inside. Once it was all the way inside she took deep breaths as her anus adjusted to the new feeling. "You're nice and tight... this is going to be a fun day..." He walked around to the front of her showing her a wood cylinder bigger in circumference than the average penis, "By the time you leave this dungeon you'll be able to fit this clean up your pooper..." Dita looked at the piece of wood knowing she was in for a long session of torture. "I'll let you in on a little something... I love ass. It's my favourite part of a woman, and that's the only place I want to put my dick. You're going to learn a lot about that." He smirked a bit. Dita nodded, "Yes sir. I will serve you well." She responded feeling her muscles clenching around the piece of wood up her ass. Anthon looked amused, "What? No tears? This is a first... I don't know how I'll react if you aren't sobbing while I'm buggering you." He stood up and walked around to her rear end again pulling the piece of wood out of her anus. She felt the air that had been pushed inside her anus, but tried to pretend it wasn't there; she would feel indecent farting despite what he was doing to her. She felt a finger probing at her rectum next. "Oh!" She tensed a bit trying not to let the air slip out of her rear end. "Now, now girl... tensing will only make it hurt. Just relax and let my finger inside." Anton instructed. Dita let out a deep breath and relaxed noting the uncomfortable fart didn't slip out. He shoved his finger inside pushing it as deep as it would go watching as her toes curled. She bit her lip noting a strange feeling as he thrust it back in forth inside her; it was making her wet. Anton watched as he pucker clenched around his finger. "Mmm... I can't wait to shove my cock up there... but all in good time. He pulled his finger out and pulled another piece of wood from his belt. On the opposite end that was to go inside was a slight grove meant to keep her asshole plugged. Anthon did her the courtesy of lathering it in his own spit before eagerly pushing it inside. She focused entirely on relaxing her anus as he shoved it all the way inside. "There, all plugged up and no where to go." He chuckled before unlatching the stocks and opening them. She sat up and shook her black hair out of her face a bit before looking back at him for instructions. "What's your name girl?" He asked it curiously. "It's Dita sir." She said softly. "Well Dita," He walked over to the stool against the wall and sat down, his erection stiff as the hunk of wood in her ass, "I want you to come over here and find a way to please my cock." Dita noted that despite his gut, his erection was unmistakably large. "Of course sir." She got onto her knees before him. Anton watched as she leaned down and wrapped her lips around his erection. He grabbed the paddle from beside the stool and groaned a bit as she sucked on him. He smacked her ass with the paddle on the left cheek. She jumped a bit but continued to suck. "Yeah... that's a good girl. You keep sucking that cock." He smacked her other cheek with the paddle watching her jump once again. He moaned as her head bobbed a bit faster, "Oh... I might have to request to keep you down here... you know how to suck a dick..." He watched her large lips engulf his erection. Dita continued her sucking for several minutes before he pushed her head down on it pushing his dick to the back of her throat, "Swallow it." He ordered as he flooded her throat with his seaman. Obediently she swallowed it down without letting herself taste any of it. She pulled off when he let go of her head in gasped for air. "Mm... that's better. Now I can focus... You really got me hot and bothered with that tight shit hole of yours." He chuckled before standing up. "Bend over." He ordered. Dita bent and felt him pull the plug from her anus. To her great horror the air expelled itself rather loudly. Anton smirked, "Woops... looks like someone's farting. That's pretty normal actually, it makes all the girls blush, just like you." Dita looked at him a bit feeling a bit shamed despite herself. "I'm sure I'll be hearing a lot more than just farting soon enough." She wasn't sure what he meant by that. Anton led her to a bench of wood with a belt across the middle. He untied her hands and made her lie on her back. He attached the belt under her breasts strapping her down tight enough so she couldn't move. Cranking something to the side of her a bit the bench began to tilt back. He then hunched over her pulling her calves to her shoulders before strapping her ankles to the wooden pillars behind her head forcing her to stay like that, her ass much higher up than her head. Anton looked down at her slightly open hole. "Perfect..." Dita wasn't sure what was happening next, but something in her gut told her she likely wouldn't enjoy it. "Well Dita, before I train those shit hole muscles of yours, I'd better clean you out. He held up a funnel much to her horror. "C-Clean me out?" Anton smirked at her sudden look of horror. "Oh yeah. It's time for an enema." He pushed the funnel into her asshole before reaching for the bucket of water by his feet. She watched with horror as he began pouring the water into the funnel. Within seconds she felt the water filling her asshole. It was warm, and it felt good. "Oh..." She sighed closing her eyes letting her head fall back. "Feels good doesn't it? The warm water filling up your shit pipe..." His vulgar words seemed to make her more wet, and she couldn't explain why. "Yes sir..." She groaned as he poured the last of it in the funnel. He waited a few moments before putting down the bucket and grabbing hold of the funnel. "Now Dita... you're going to hold all of that inside your cute little ass until I tell you you're allowed to shit. Understand me?" Dita nodded, "Yes sir." She gripped the sides of the bench tightly as she felt him pull out the funnel. A bit of water squirted out, but not much. She focused hard on relaxing her ass. Her eyes were clamped closed, and she bit her lip. Anton watched her rather amused, most of the slaves just cried, she seemed to be enduring it all very well. "Now what I want you to do is keep it in. I'm going to sit you up, and then you're going to crouch over that bucket and shit it all out for me." Dita nodded and felt him until her ankles before carefully lowering her legs. He unbuckled the strap under her breasts and helped her to the bucket. She crouched over it nervously before looking up at him, "A-Are you going to... watch me?" She asked embarrassed. "Oh yes... I wouldn't miss this..." He smirked. Dita closed her eyes with shame and began pushing out the water. "Uh..." She groaned. "Do you feel like an animal, shitting in front of me like a dog?" He watched her as she expelled her bowels. "Yes sir..." She felt her face flush a she continued pissing from her ass. "That's because you are my dog, bitch. Now say it." He ordered. "I.. I'm your dog... I'm your bitch." She felt her clit jump with excitement; how was that possible? Anton watched as she stayed crouched for a bit, "Are you done bitch?" He asked. Dita nodded, "Yes sir..." "Get up then. Did you like the feeling of shitting? I hope so, you're not done yet." He pulled her over to a table on the far side of the room. "It's time to get those muscles used to squeezing and pushing..." he grabbed her wrists tying them back behind her. He leaned her over the table and knelt down to tie her ankles to the legs of the table. Anton grabbed some wooden balls on a thick cord before placing them in front of her face. "These are going to help train you. All but one of these will get pushed in that tight hole. I want you to force them out." Dita nodded, "Yes sir." Pressing the first ball against her ass he began pushing it in before moving onto the next ball. Dita bit her lip and groaned, her pussy getting wetter. After a moment Anton rubbed his finger along her slit, "Oh-ho... someone's getting horny..." "I-I'm not-" She tried to deny it cheeks going red. "I'm no idiot... I'm impressed... I will definitely be continuing this training..." He felt his cock stiffen as he shoved the final two beads into her ass. "Now push these out... be quick about it, my prick needs to get in there..." She felt her face flush at that prospect before pushing. Every time one popped out her anus recoiled making her moan, "Oh..." Anton bit his lip watching her ass spit them out one by one. He could hardly take anymore before he pulled the last three out to quickly shove himself inside. Dita gasped loudly as he pushed himself entirely inside. "Oh God!" She moaned, her wetness getting worse. "You like it bitch?" He leaned over her, his belly resting on her back. "Yes sir... please fuck me..." She couldn't help herself, he felt good deep inside. Anthon groaned and continued to fuck her hard. Reaching down he rubbed her clit feeling her muscles contract around his erection. "Oh yeah... you're an anal slut..." "Y-yes sir..." She whimpered clenching around him. He thrust a few more times before he pulled out entirely. He looked at her asshole as he rammed it back in. She squealed, "Oh!" She cried. He repeated his motions a few times enjoying the hole engulfing his cock. "Oh that's one hungry shit hole..." He groaned before starting to speed up. "You ready to have your asshole filled bitch?" He asked gripping her hair. "Yes sir!" She moaned loudly. "Beg for it!" He growled. "Please sir! Fill my ass!" She screamed. Anton moaned as he released hard into her ass. Dita panted heavily as he hunched over her. "Oh... thank you sir..." She moaned out in a sexy tone. Anton pulled out and grabbed the large dildo he had shown her earlier, "Time to plug that shit hole..." He pushed it inside. "Ahh!" She moaned loudly as it was forced all the way inside. "Good... now you're all stretched. The shit will just fall right out of you if you don't watch it." He chuckled undoing her wrists. She stood up as he untied the ropes around her ankles. "Now get going back to the king. Keep that piece of wood in your asshole, and put on your panties... You're keeping it up there until tomorrow." He smirked darkly. Dita nodded, "Yes sir, anything you say." She walked over to her clothes in the corner shakily. Sliding on the leather panties and matching bra she stumbled out of the dungeon. Anton watched her go, "...I'm going to miss that one..." He was sure he'd be seeing her again very soon. Slave of the Dungeon Master Ch. 02 Dita sat on the floor of the throne room scrubbing repeatedly. The King sat at his throne while his blonde slave Fawn, and his red headed slave Myrah took their time orally pleasing his erection. Dita's mind was not on the task at hand, but rather on the night a few weeks ago when she was sent to the slave dungeon. Anton had remained on her mind, but her only sightings of him were in passing. She noticed he did seem to pay attention to her, staring as he walked by. The things he had done to her body had opened her mind up to new experiences; she longed to see him again. Myrah licked the kings testicles while Fawn sucked on the shaft of his penis. He groaned loudly breaking Dita from her thoughts. She got back to her scrubbing. "Dita. It's your turn to please me." Dita looked back; she really didn't want to. Most of the slaves jumped for the chance to please the king knowing he could make life worse or better for them. "I... I have to finish scrubbing my lord." She responded unwisely. The King glared shoving the other two off him. He put his penis back in his pants and walked over to Dita grabbing her by her raven hair. "You dare defy your king girl!?" Dita grimaced at the feeling of her hair being pulled, "Please stop!" She begged. "Maybe another night in the dungeon will fix you!" The king suggested, "unless you'd like to try that again?" He gave her two options. Dita glared at him angrily, "The dungeon sounds wonderful my lord." With that he backhanded her so hard she was out cold before she hit the half cleaned floor below. When her eyes opened her hands were tied above her head, and her wrists seemed to be in a lot of pain. Looking around she spotted Anton in the corner waiting for her to wake up as he ate his dinner. "The King told me an interesting tale... apparently you chose to come here over sucking him off." "Aye..." Dita nodded groggily. Anton seemed amused, "Someone missed me I see." Dita said nothing and looked over at him as he stood up. He walked towards her and stood before her, "The king requested I make sure you suffer so badly you never disobey him again... I guess I must follow my orders." He took the whip from the hip of his belt and walked behind her. "Do what you must sir..." Dita closed her eyes waiting for the sting. Anton drew back and let her have the first lasting across her lower back. She bit her lip and felt three more lashes. "Do you feel regret yet Dita?" He asked lashing across her shoulder. She let out a sharp gasp before answering, "N-No... I don't..." "No? Very interesting... five lashes, and all the other slaves are begging and crying. You like to be punished..." He walked around to the front of her and gripped her chin. "Don't you slave?" Dita looked into his eyes fearlessly, "I like when you do it..." Anton studied her face for a moment a bit amused, "Then what am I supposed to do with you?" He didn't sound overly disappointed by this. "Sir, I have a request." Dita said honestly. "A request? What makes you think I would do anything you ask?" He asked her pointedly. "I request to be your slave sir." She said not fearing in the least for the consequences of such an action. "MY slave?" He scoffed, "I don't have the sort of coin it would require to purchase you." Her brows furrowed, "You're a dungeon master... you don't earn money?" Anton shook his head, "I get free lodging, and all the food I want, and the king makes sure I am well supplied and clothed. He doesn't pay me." He looked at her. Dita held a look of determination on her beautiful face, "Then I'll have to get in trouble more often." "You do that, and you'll get us both in a lot of trouble..." He looked her over, "Alright, if you want me to make my own request to the King I'll have to be sure you want this." "I do." She nodded. Anton untied her wrists allowing her a moment to rube the rope marks. "Then you'll spend today proving it." He pointed to the bench he gave her an enema on the last time she was there. "Lie down on that, I'm going to have to clean your ass out for this one..." Dita bowed her head and headed for the bench. She let herself lie on it before he cranked the bench back and pulled her feet over her head to attach them to the poles. Eagerly she held open her ass cheeks for him. Anton was getting hard just watching her act so eager. "Hmm... someone likes the anal sex I see..." He smirked pushing the funnel into her asshole. She bit her lip at the feeling of insertion and nodded, "Yes sir. I especially enjoy your cock in there." She purred getting aroused. Anton smirked and began pouring the water into the funnel. "All in good time..." She moaned as the water filled her up. When he pulled out the funnel he helped hold her ass up to keep it inside. "You do have a fine ass... I'd love to own it, but that's not all I'm looking for in a slave... All of the other slaves of this tower are very unwilling to please me. I'm looking for someone who will willingly please me to no end." "I would gladly please you sir..." She gripped the sides of the bench awaiting permission to release. He undid her ankle restraints and allowed her off the bench. He set the bucket on the floor and watched her crouch over it, "I want you to look me in the eye while you do it this time... I want sheer obedience." Dita felt her cheeks flush a little but she stared up at him as she began releasing the contents of her bowels. He stared her down as she released the last of it. "Very good... you might just have a new master if you keep this up." He took the bucket and put it in the far corner of the room before taking a clean rag from his pocket. "Press your hands to the wall, and push out your ass for me." He ordered. Dita obeyed placing her warm hands against the cool stone wall pushing out her nice round ass. Anton crouched behind her and wiped her ass dry before examining her hole. He spit on her ass listening to her surprised gasp before he shoved his finger up her ass, "You think you can use this every day to please me slave? That's what it'll cost you." He thrust his finger in and out pushing it in deeply. She moaned her muscles clenching around him, "Yes master... gladly." He smacked her ass a few times with his other hand as he continued to pump his finger in and out. "You like how that feels?" He asked as he pumped faster. Dita let out small noises, "Yes sir. It feels so good..." Anton smirked and withdrew his finger. "Good. Now please my cock. Show me how much you want me to be your master, slave." He dropped his pants and watched as she got off the wall and sunk to her knees. She took him into her mouth eagerly and pumped her head as she sucked. Anton watched her, "Mmm.... that's a good girl... you suck that cock..." Dita pulled off after a minute and began licking his testicles, sucking at them. "You like my hairy balls, bitch?" He asked as she focused on them for a bit. "Mhmm..." She responded licking the underside of them eagerly. Dita decided to take it a step further, she wanted him as her master, and she had to work hard for it. moving past his testicles she swept her long tongue across his asshole. Anton groaned a bit and looked down at her surprised, "You know... I like the enthusiasm..." He stepped out of his pants and sat down on the stool against the wall. He leaned back enough that she had a perfect view of his surprisingly very clean asshole. "Go on now... don't stop now slave, I'm impressed." Dita crawled over to him like a sexy cat and immediately began rimming him again. The taste didn't bother her at all, and she found the act quite exciting to her. The degrading feeling it gave made her pussy wet. She stared him in the eyes as she flicked her tongue over the hole eagerly. He groaned, and his cock twitched indicating she was getting him off this way. She licked hard with her full tongue before pushing it in. "Oh yes... stick that whore's tongue all the way inside..." Obeying him, Dita pushed it up his ass and bobbed her head, fucking him with her long tongue. "Oh God... that's good..." He moaned more aroused than normal. Wrapping her lips around the hole she began to suck while she tongue fucked his asshole. Anton bit his lip and suddenly began to release. "Oh God!" She slide her tongue over his asshole a few more times before he began sitting up. Dita sat back awaiting his response. "You're a dirty bitch... I love it!" he smirked at her. "I like pleasing you master." She responded as he stood up. Anton helped her to her feet and walked over to the table against the wall before pulling it out from the wall a bit. "Get up on that and lie on your belly." He ordered. Dita climbed onto it and felt him stand beside her hip to spread her ass cheeks. He spit on her hole a few times to lubricate it before he began inserting a piece of cylindrical wood into her anus. He pushed it in and watched her asshole. "Start moving it. I want to see that tail wag bitch." He ordered. Dita bit her lip and began flexing her ass muscles. The piece of wood wagged like a little tail. "Good, I need a slave with good as muscles. I like to be squeezed when I go inside." "As soon as I can get my dick up again you're getting it up your asshole, and you're going to learn to squeeze me the way I want it too." He smacked her left ass cheek. Dita rest her face on the table, "Yes sir." He pulled out the piece of wood and tossed it aside before standing at the end of the table and pulling her hips over. Dita rested her upper half as he made her spread her legs, "For now though, I'll lubricate your ass..." She felt her cheeks spread before she felt something warm and stimulating sweep across her asshole. She felt her eyes flutter closed as she groaned. Glancing back she realized he was licking her ass. "Oh master..." She moaned out. Anton began sucking at her asshole enjoying the sounds she was making. He lathered her ass in spit feeling himself get rock hard again. He stood up and roughly inserted himself inside her ass. "Oh!" She cried out as he began to pump into her violently. "Yes... you like that cock don't you?" He kept pumping before he finally held it inside. "I want to feel you using those muscles... come on, act like you're cutting a turd and squeeze..." He smacked her ass. Dita groaned and began to squeeze around him obediently. "Good girl..." He began pumping again. Panting heavily Dita groaned gripping the edges of the table moaning loudly. Anton fucked her hard for several minutes listening to her moaning and wreathing below him. "I'm going to come in your asshole..." "OH YES! Please come in me master!" She screamed loudly. With that Anton released hard into her. "That's my girl..." He pulled out and climbed off her looking at her gape. "I'll be talking to the king tonight." Dita looked back at him, "Can I stay here until you get back?" Anton nodded, "Yes. Make yourself useful and clean up. Get you ass off all the things I shoved in your butt." He responded pulling his clothing on. Dita got up slowly and began with the bucket she defecated in. "I'll be back." He said before leaving the dungeon. Dita smiled a bit, "She was going to be his..."