Kidnapped and Cucked part 5

Footsteps nearing. This time there’s more though. You hear aggressive chatter and then a sound as if someone threw a back of sand to the ground. Then a man enters, pulling Creature by the collar. He was red with anger and stormed towards you, just to stop in front of the little puddle of urine to your feet.

“Clean that up, now!”, he shouted towards Creature. She crawls up to the both of you and begins wiping up the puddle with a lump of cloth. Then man then turned to you and smiled. Was he really a man? The eyes of this person were so soft and feminine, almost like the ones of Creature. Their skin was clean and smooth and white like snow.

“Hello there, you are Joe, aren’t you?”, they said. “You can call me Dungeon Master or just Master. All my pets do, just like Creature does, right Creature?” “Yes, Master.”, was the scanty reply. “Good Creature.”

You are still trying to figure out who and what this person is. The self-proclaimed Dungeon Master must’ve noticed your glances, because he puts a finger to your chin and says, “Whatever is in my pants is none of your business.”, they said and turned around, walking towards the corridor with swaying hips. For a brief moment the Dungeon Master was out of sight, before they returned pulling a big bag into the centre of the room. You hear the familiar 'zip' of a fly opening and then notice movement in the bag. Suddenly, Gwen emerges from the folds of the bag and gasps for air.