Cosplay Dungeon: The Adventures of Faye. Part Two: The Gambling Den.
Elven thief Faye has recovered from her blow-job exertions getting on the sweet side of the thieves' guild leader and has rested overnight. The Baron and Baroness' reception is in the afternoon, so she decides to head off for some petty pilfering in the meantime.
She seeks out a tavern and heads for a table of gamblers. She quickly identifies Kelsie as a vain little brat, Atherton as a pro gambler, Brenner as a bit of a sucker and Dean as a lecher with a goody pile of gold in front of him. She slides up to the table and flutters eye eyelashes at Dean.
"I don't really know what I'm doing with this gambling", she giggles. "Could you help me? Can you show me what to do? It looks like lots of fun!"
She makes sure Dean gets a good eye-full of her pert little arse as she wiggles and shimmies her way around the card table. As she sits down she reaches out to steady herself... and her hand just happens to come to rest of Dean's leg. "Oh, sorry!" she breathes. "Can I sit down next to you? What's your name? Dean? Well hi Dean! So can you show me what the game is?
Faye starts to spend a little money pretending to gamble, making sure she gets a bit of beginner's luck and charming the arse off Dean. She knows things are going well when he squeezes her bottom as she gets up to play her hand.
She starts to stroke the inside of his leg, lets her hand accidentally brush his cock, making sure he's got plenty to drink. Before long, she is winning, and Dean is besotted with her. She uses her magical powers to summon a mage hand to start wanking Dean off while they play!
Before long she has him so under his spell that she openly admits that while she is masturbating him it isn't really her hand that's doing it, just a spectral manifestation... he's going to lose all his money and cream in his pants and she's not even so much as touching him! But he is so totally under her financial dominatrix wicked spell he can't help himself! His cock gets bigger and bigger as his losses mount... the pile of coins in front of Faye get bigger and bigger as Dean totally loses his concentration.
Brenner is totally embarrassed by the scene and excuses himself. Kelsie get the huff; Atherton sits back and enjoys watching a fellow-professional at work.
Faye's jerk off instructions and pumping mage hand drives him absolutely wild and milks him completely dry - first of all his money and then of all his sticky thick sperm. When he's totally limp she sweeps the table clear of her winnings and decides that's a job well done.
Unfortunately, standing at the tavern door blocking the way is a stern-looking matron, arms folded over starched apron. Oh no! It's Dean's wife, and she's fetched the town watch. Faye manages to slip past the two of them onto the street, but the guard pulls out a magic wand. Sticky threads spray out from the wand's tip, enfolding and entangling and confining Faye into a magical spider's web of white ropes. She's trapped! She struggles and writhes but there is no escape. Now she is entirely at the mercy of the guard!
Dean's wife, supported by jealous rival Kelsie, demands punishment for her crimes. Petty thievery- a flogging and being locked in the stocks for no less than an hour. Public lewdness- strumpets to be dealt with by the Duke's guard as befits their status. A thinly veiled way of saying the the town guard is going to get to fuck her after he's flogged her. Egged on by Kelsie and Dean's wife, he drags her off to dangle her from a tree to deliver the first part of her punishment. He removes her boots in anticipation of the stocks to come (and to make sure she doesn't run away).
He unleashes the leather strap from his belt and strikes the gorgeous, helpless elf as she dangles from her wrists. She screams and kicks, pulling at the ropes, trying to climb out of the way or swing out of reach of the strap. But it is to no avail- she is going to have to take her flogging, take her punishment - she's got no tricks left.
Strictly speaking the guard is not required to strip her for the whip for petty thievery, but since he's going to get to fuck her as soon as he's chastised her he takes the opportunity to dishevel her clothes and smack her pert, tight little arse with the strap again and again. When he has made it glow, he roughly grabs her from behind and thrusts into her.
Faye realises that he best bet at this point is to encourage him, egg him on so he comes as soon as possible. So she uses her mage hand once more to tickle his balls then conjures a magical digit up his arse to peg and milk him! She shouts and curses him as he fucks her, urging him on, berating him, telling him that there is no way he is going to last long before he comes into her tight elven pussy.
With such provocation, he really can't last long and soon he sates himself in the beautiful petite elven maiden. Thus mollified, he locks her in the stocks for the remainder of her punishment but says that he is not going to padlock her in- a hint that she can probably make good her escape by herself. But oh no... as he leaves, who should be standing there but Kelsie and Dean's wife? They are determined to make her pay for her crimes in full!