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Mutually Beneficial Dungeoneering
🕑 Added 2021-12-10 19:59:47 +0000 UTCKamadeva, the Dungeon that had opened up beneath the royal palace of Rialia, capital of the country of the same name. A place of many wonders, both magical and material. Home of monsters, of treasure, and of great adventure.
Needless to say, it was the hub of adventuring activity in the Kingdom. Dungeons were a regular thing, some days it felt like you couldn't trip down a hole in the ground without ending in a multistory rush down to stop the dungeon from spewing its monsters into the surface and ruining the lives of the people who lived close to it.
But, well - some dungeons weren't quite like the others.
Kamadeva was one such different dungeon, one that had reached a sort of... understanding, with the people around it.
Naturally, a 'friendly' dungeon attracted adventurers looking for loot, experience to increase their levels, and of course, the ability to actually put their hard earned strength to use that wasn't morally reprehensible.
Mara Marco was one such adventurer, and she had come to Rialia with the express purpose of dungeoneering.
She was a young lass, strong for her age, sporting dark hair about as long as her torso, slightly wavy near its ends. She was not ashamed of her body, and her tight tunic showed it, even if her chest was... barely more than a girl half her age would have. She had a nice and firm butt to make up for it, though!
The dungeon was massive and had multiple entrances - some of which went directly into the lower, and tougher, levels.
Mara was but level one, however - having never taken a dive into a dungeon before. In fact, she didn't even have a party. All she had on her was an iron sword, a reinforced tunic and her boots. She couldn't even afford the shield!
But that was okay.
After all, Kamadeva was a friendly dungeon... right?
Right!
Mara psyched herself up. Normally, most people didn't go into a dungeon solo. Even if you're far stronger than the dungeon you're going into, higher level or what have you - that didn't render you immune to being tired, or to the dungeon happening to have access to something you're vulnerable to.
Poison gases, for instance, would not care if your skin was tougher than steel.
However, Mara wasn't planning on going any further than the first floor of Kamadeva, and it was well known that Kamadeva had no such devious traps in the first floor. In fact, Kamadeva's first floor was a simplistic Goblin Cave recreation. Admittedly, it was a humongous goblin cave, bigger than the city above it in fact, but a goblin cave nonetheless.
That meant it only had Goblins, a level 1 creature, wolves, a level 2 creature, and Goblin Wolf riders, a level 3 creature.
Mara had confirmed this at one of the entrances to the dungeon, a building set up around a large opening into the hill that the Palace was built upon, reading up on the details of the first floor.
She had chosen the southeastern entrance because it was the one recommended for newcomers and level one adventurers. The immediate surroundings of the entrance only had scattered goblins, generally the village groups they lived in were set much deeper into the cave system, and only a handful of tribes had wolves, let alone wolf raiders.
When she finally thought she'd reviewed enough, and made sure that her equipment, namely her sword, was in working order, she approached the clerk. Mara's own dark brown eyes met the candy pink of the clerk's, and it seemed like the right thing to do to approach her.
"Oh, feeling adventurous today, huh?" the chipper looking pink haired clerk said, giving Mara a smirk, hands on the counter before her. Her luscious breasts bounced a little in her frilly blue and white guild top, and she knew she'd caught Mara's attention, moving her shoulders a little to make them bounce some more. "Or is it something else that brings you here, hmh?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
Mara shook her head. "No, no! I'm here to enter the dungeon!" she said.
The woman giggled. "Goodie, you're going solo, darling?" she asked. "It's not a good idea you know, you could get ambushed, and then you'd have to wait for a rescue party!"
Mara winced. "I don't plan on going too deep," she said. "Just- just walking around the entrance a bit, you know, see what it's like, get some intel, maybe fight a goblin or two?"
The guild clerk hummed, resting her cheek on her hand. "Well, that's okay, I suppose. Still! I've not seen you before, I take it, this is your first time?"
Mara nodded, then cleared her throat. "I've never gone dungeoneering before... I'm from a small town in the highlands, not much in the way of dungeons or even wild monsters."
The guild woman clicked her tongue. "Ah I see, I see," she nodded, "alright then, please, have this!" she said, grabbing a bag from under her counter and putting it on top. She opened the bag and fished in it, pulling out a strange medallion, hanging from a brown cord.
Mara blinked as the guild woman put it on her. "What's this?"
"It's a distress beacon! It'll activate if you're unconscious or if you wish really hard to activate it," she explained. "Basically will let the guild know someone needs to be rescued. Kamadeva can be very greedy with its captures you know!"
Mara nodded. "Oh, that's really neat!" she said. "So if I'm in danger..."
"A rescue party will make their way to you. Keep in mind this service is not free and we will take whatever drop items you've acquired as compensation," she explained, smiling widely. "But if you're careful, you should be alright!"
Mara nodded. So best not to make use of that if she could avoid it.
"As a first time dungeoneer, allow me to also give you this," she said, pulling a smaller bag from the big bag, this one with a sling that would allow Mara to put it over her right shoulder, the travel bag hanging from her left hip. "This is a bag of holding! Each pocket can hold up to ninety nine of one thing," she explained. "As long as it can fit in the pocket's mouth, ninenty nine copies of it will fit inside, and never break or anything even if the bag is hit. Keep in mind it's not indestructible, and if a pocket is torn, it will spill all of its contents immediately."
Mara nodded. "Uhm... how do I-"
"As for payment, the potions in the vial pocket are free of charge, a gift from us, but the bag will run you a hundred gold coins, which you may pay over time, we will deduct a ten percent extra fee from your exchanges at dungeon gates until you've paid off your debt!"
"A hundred coins!?" Mara shouted in horror. "That's, that's like more than my entire village makes in a year!"
"Oh, sweetie, before I retired I made more than that in a day!" the guild clerk said, giggling.
"R-Retired?" Mara asked, blinking in shock. "But, but you look so young!"
Indeed, the pink haired, big chested clerk didn't look a day over twenty five, barely looking older than Mara's own twenty one!
"Oh, how lovely of you, you flatterer," the woman said, gesturing with her hand. "But I'll let you in on a little secret. Minotaur milk? Amazing for the skin!" she said, winking at Mara, whispering conspirationally. "If you ever get to the twentieth floor, don't miss your chance to take a dip in some minotaur milk, you won't regret it," she said, grabbing Mara's hand and running one of Mara's fingers down her cheek. "See? soft like baby butt!"
Mara whistled.
"Anyway, I've held you up long enough! It's about time that you start your journey, and I certainly hope it's a good one!"
"Thank you!" Mara said. "Oh, shoot, I realize I never introduced myself! My name's Mara, Mara Marco," she expined.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Marco," the clerk said with a wink. "My name's Rosette, but you may call me Rosie, darling," she said, blowing Mara a kiss as she began heading in the direction of the dungeon's entrance.
Mara blushed, waving at her as she felt the air change suddenly. Immediately, she looked back and saw only a wall of white light. The 'light in the distance' effect that dungeons had, which made it impossible to see the outside, similar to the opposite effect, the dark hole effect they had to obscure their entrances.
Well...
This was actually not that bad. Spacious hallways, well lit by torches spaced about five meters apart, on both sides. Footing not quite even, but she had practiced on rocky terrain in advance.
Mara nodded, pumping her fist and drawing her sword. "Alright, time to see what dungeoneering is all about!"
She began walking forward, eyes sharp, senses alert... and was still caught by surprise when a goblin jumped out from behind a rock.
Luckily, it was neither fast nor strong, so even as the Goblin swung its wooden club at her, she was able to bat it away with her sword, and then decapitate the green bugger like it was nothing.
Blood sprayed for a moment, and then the form of the goblin crumbled to dust, revealing a single bronze coin on the floor.
She frowned.
Goblins were exactly as described. Short, skinny on everything but their belly, bald and vicious looking. They were also... nude. And nobody had talked about the fact that their... parts, hung down like that.
Down to their knees, even.
Mara'd been so caught by surprise by the sight that she had almost failed to swing, when she noticed the not so little green member swinging freely in the air, even as the goblin reared to strike her with a follow up.
She slapped her cheeks and shook her head, then continued her journey. Again and again, she came across goblins, wandering. Each of them was slain. Each of them was the same. Big green bald heads, beady little eyes, violent inclinations, and all of them leaving behind either one or two bronze coins, or a tooth that was in entirely too perfect condition, given the mouths of these goblins.
Teeth were worth four coins or so, Mara remembered, so she was quite happy to see that after she'd slain ten goblins by walking around the dungeon, she had three fangs. One goblin took a look at her and took off... with Mara after him, sword at the ready.
It was all going rather swell, all the way until she realized... she'd at some point lost track of where she was going. Chasing goblins was all well and good, fun even, but when she pushed her sword through the creature's chest and slew it... she realized she had followed it way deeper in the dungeon than she intended to go.
She hadn't memorized the parts of the map she was in - could only vaguely recall.
That was a bit problematic, to say the least... She'd have to try to trace her steps back. And she did... for all of two minutes.
Because the moment she thought she made the right turn, she instead wandered into a trap room.
A trap room that raised walls ahead, and behind her. And now she was alone with a sword, in a room that contained five goblins. Even as she raised her sword to block the first attack, a second caught her by surprise, hitting the back of her knee.
A club struck her hand, and she couldn't keep gripping her weapon.
Soon enough, she was disarmed, surrounded by five goblins... five naked goblins.
Five naked goblins that were tearing at her tunic, rapidly tearing it apart with their grubby fingers tipped with claws she hadn't known were that sharp.
She screamed in horror as her tunic was torn apart, that was expensive!
Not that she could do much in the way of screaming for long, as one of the Goblins grabbed at her head with one of its small hands, the other holding its now erect cock, the same size as any human man's, if not even slightly bigger than the average.
It was green, it was wrinkled, it stank of unwashed man and it was threatening her... and yet, as the thick stench invaded her nostrils, Mara found herself feeling less horror, and more... heat. It entered through her nostrils but quickly spread on her body, overheating her brain in an instant.
It was then that she understood... she hadn't quite known, what people had meant when they said that Kamadeva could defeat you in an instant.
But... she understood now.
The Goblins let out their hissing laughter as the one in the lead pushed his warty, wrinkly and oversized green cock into Mara's mouth, laughing all the way. Letting go of its grip on her head, the goblin grabbed her head with both hands, and began pounding it fiercely, uncaring that he was choking her, forcing her to gag, forcing her body to accept the entirety of his cock.
The others weren't idle, either. One on each side grabbed at her hands, leaving her almost precariously balanced on her knees, and put her hands on each of their slimy, erect cocks.
With a mind filled by nothing but thick goblin musk and overcome by the cock that felt like it was pushing directly into her stomach, Mara could do little but accept their direction and orders, dominated completely by the group of goblins, as her hands and arms began repeating the motions that the goblins forced upon her.
They laughed and moaned and seemed to delight in forcing her to choke and gag and basked in her humiliation.
And then, Mara screamed, voice muffled around the cock, when she felt a goblin hop on top of her back, and with neither preparation nor preamble, shoved his bumpy cock all the way into her, through the back door, penetrating her ass in a single, vile swoop that had her simultaneously feeling tremendous pain, and mind numbingly intense pleasure.
She knew her eyes were filled with tears now, as she burned with humiliation and anger, flame reignited by the sudden penetration. She wanted to squeeze the cocks in her hands, so hard she crushed them, and she wanted to bite off the cock in her mouth, but as a spurt of precum flowed down her throat, the heat made her muscles weak, and she blinked, realizing her body was betraying her.
Her naughty hands were still stroking the goblin cocks before her, and she was still working her tongue, even as her fury mounted - her body, if not her mind, had submitted to her enemies.
And it was made even worse when the final goblin took his place behind her, and with even less care than any of its fellows, began pounding her ass in earnest, shoving a second cock into the tightest hole in her body.
She screamed in pain, but the two goblin cocks were spurting that same warm precum inside her, making her ass feel hotter and hotter, converting the terrible pain into just as terrible pelasure.
One of the goblins using her hands grabbed a bunch of her hair long black hair, and forced her to use her hair to jack him off, while the other moved behind her as well, and even though she thought she couldn't feel any worse, that her body couldn't be any more of a horrible traitor, her pussy's lips opened to welcome the invading cock like it belonged there, squeezing and tightening and drooling all over it.
Mara could not help but moan and simply accept that this was her fate, for having gotten overconfident when exploring, and not paying attention to what had obviously been a trap.
The goblins continued to fuck her, and it seemed like one of them called the shots - because when the one using her mouth roared something unintelligible, in their strange hissing language, the others all roared in return, and Mara's eyyes nearly bugged out of her skull when the lead goblin's overfull looking balls seemed to retract for a moment, the thick, nearly peach sized testicles shrinking down to a quarter, if not less, than their original size.
Mara couldn't even muster her body to resist - -and the goblin hilted his cock in her, her lips kissing the base of it, as he began unloading the former contents of his balls down her throat.
One by one, the others began ejaculating all over or inside her, as well - one of the goblins in her ass pulled out and came all over her back, next was the goblin using her hair and hand, who sprayed his thick, yellowish semen all over her hair and some even on her face. Finally it was the turn of the two penetrating her lower holes, who joined the first in giving her an internal helping of their ridiculously thick, disgusting and yet ever so tasty baby making juice.
And yet...
Not one of them got even remotely soft. Instead, they each pulled out of her, and reshuffled, she didn't even know which was which, nor would she for what felt like several hours of nonstop fucking, with her in the middle of a group of horny goblins.
Again and again, Goblins fucked, defiled, every part of her body. Again and again, they bathed her in their thick, stinky cum.
It would not be until an eternity later, that they would finally seem satisfied, each of them collapsing into a tired heap. With a heart fueled by anger, fury, and legs that were still weak from cumming just as many times, if not more, than the goblins fucking her, Mara grabbed her sword nad set about killing each and everyone of the goblins, by the end realizing that even as the blood splatters from her rampage disappeared... the globs of semen, the thick glazing of it all over her body, was still there.
Of course it was.
Because why would EVERYTHING be convenient?
The little green assholes had at least not torn her panties, instead just pulling them down so they could penetrate her.
They may be covered in goblin semen, but at least it was better than being naked. She pulled them up, trying her best to ignore how good it felt to have the squishy feeling on her pussy once more, and began walking once more. Fortunately, her bag had survived intact, and she found her boots not far from where the goblins had captured her.
Gathering the drops - one of the goblins had dropped his goddamn wang, and it was still hard as a rock.
With some good luck and working her memory, she was able to find her way back to the entrance, where she was received by Rosie.
Who giggled and offered her a disposable towel. "Oh, dear, you had a pretty fun time, huh?"
Mara growled. "I got fucked by Goblins. I only killed 15, that was probably not even worth the time I spent in the dungeon. The experience gain was probably even worse than the monetary one!"
Indeed... her total was at five fangs, and twelve bronze coins. And, well, the Goblin Penis. Which her guide book didn't even cover.
Rosie giggled. "Oh, darling, you don't know Kamadeva very well do you?" she asked.
"I mean, I knew what I was getting into. I've heard the stories and read the guidebook. I know that I got off lightly - that other dungeons would've had the goblins kill and eat me," Mara said, stretching a little and realizing how tired she actually was now that the adrenaline was wearing off.
"Oh, not just that!" Rosie said. "You didn't check your experience gain, did you sweet?"
Mara shrugged and- "Wait what!? How did I make it to level 2 already?" she asked. "It takes... weeks! Even fast ones take at least one or two weeks!"
Rosie winked. "You see darling, Kamadeva is a dungeon that loves people willing to play by its rules," she explained, "And when you do it rewards you. Each ejaculation you wrung out of those goblins? It came with just about as much experience as killing them would have!"
Mara's jaw almost hung from her face, and she had to catch herself once more. "R-Really?"
"Indeed!" Rosie confirmed. "And, well, it's a whole lot safer in general. Now, let's see your drops-"
Mara nodded, and emptied her bag's contents on the counter...
And Rosie gasped in shock, as the goblin penis made a weird sort of splatting sound when it hit the wooden counter. "Oh dear, this is a very rare drop!" she said. "Mm... the guild would pay you five gold coins for it," she said, stroking her chin. "If you agree not to report it, I'll buy it from you for six."
Deciding that she didn't even care about it anymore, and just wanting the money, Mara shrugged. "I'll take it."
Rosie let out a strange, squeeing sound ,grabbed the large green cock and promptly swallowed it, in a single go. She sighed in contentment. Then she burped. "Oops, sorry, my bad~!"
"The fuck," Mara was very articulate in expressing her surprise.
Rosie giggled. "You'll learn when you're more experienced," she said with a wink. "Oh, I didn't tell you, did I?" she asked. "I'm a golem, sweet, my stomach is actually a holding space."
Mara blinked. "oh... that... that actually makes a lot more sense."
Rosie giggled. "Ahh, my mistress will be very happy. These only drop from one out of every thousand goblins slain," she explained, passing Mara the agreed upon gold coins.. "Anyway... if you need the showers, they're over that way~ you can also clean your clothes, or in your case, take some of the discarded old clothes. Thank you for your hard work, hope to see you again!"
As she went to clean off the goblin cum and hopefully find something to wear, Mara reflected on her trip. And as her hand began to move towards her crotch, realized she was already thinking of heading back in and finding some more goblins.
To slay them of course. Definitely to slay them.
Comments
Armin
I wasn't that attached to the scenario I described in the prompt, that was just what was in my head because it was the point where the quest that inspired it died, more to the idea of the 'friendly' dubcon dungeon in general. I think you did a really good job keeping in the spirit of the idea. One thing if this becomes a series: Just getting fucked leading to more experience gain is a bit limiting since it would mean adventurers would go in setting out to get fucked. Maybe instead have it be something like "You see darling, Kamadeva is a dungeon that loves people willing to play by its rules," she explained, "And when you do it rewards you. When you fought a group far above your level and killed them, you got more than ten times the experience you would get for killing them normally. You'd still have gotten plenty if you merely escaped or even if you had to get rescued, just because you tried." That way the dungeon encourages adventurers to constantly bite off more than they can chew, but they're still always trying their best to win (and you can still have the occasional deviant who is actually into monster sex).
Even_Odds
Yes. I would be interested in having this on the poll.
Ignacio Nadeo
Yes, I know it's not -exactly- the request, but that one would require multiple chapters and several thousand words to really give it justice. That said, I actually wonder if any of you would be interested in this potentially joining the rotation of the wednesday poll.
