Go to the dungeons.

One guard grabs your arm and a second grabs the other. They tug you along towards a door to the left. It leads down a hall and eventually to a reinforced doorway. It opens to a staircase descending far beneath the castle, down and around, and finally it opens into a large room filled with cells sealed by iron bars. You're escorted deeper to a dead end with a guard working at a desk.

He stands. "Oi. Another prisoner?" he asks.

"That's right. Apparently an infamous criminal. Demon King Warren," says a guard.

"No kidding. Take off his bags. Disarm him already!"

They place all your belongings onto his desk, though thankfully you packed extra light. The only important thing you'll be missing is your sword. Though right before they finish, the guard captain steps up in front of you and looks you over. He inspects your body closely. Then, he puts a hand on your chest and begins to pat you down. "Something feels off," he says.

"We better search him!" shouts a guard.

"This ain't my first prisoner. Calm down."

You cringe as his hands move down your sides, making their way closer to your pockets. Shit, shit! They're going to find them both!

However, the girls are quick. You feel a tearing from within your pants. Though you can't see, you feel both Fang and Delphi slip through holes made in your pockets. They grab onto your inner thighs, climb inward, and then in unison they grab the end of our cock and hang from it between your legs--each down a different pant sleeve. You try not to groan aloud as your member is given attention.

Right after this happens, the man pats the pockets. Empty. "Gah. Nothing. What kind of Demon King are you, huh?"

Awesome. But if they keep squirming around, they're going to be lifted right back up...

"Take him to the nearest cell for now," says the captain. "We'll figure out what comes next after that. I'm sure His Majesty has plans."

You walk awkwardly as you're escorted away, still with both girls hanging from the tip. You feel their tiny hands climb up the shaft to get a better grip to avoid slipping off. Though all that movement starts to cause it to stiffen.

The guards practically throw you into the cell and slam it shut behind you. "Enjoy the rest while it lasts," says one. "I'm sure we'll be back."

Laughing, both guards depart. You don't know where the captain is, but he's likely nearby.

Finally, you lay back on the wall, look around, and then sigh as you place your hands over your groin. "Can you please climb back up now?" you whisper.

They scale your cock on either side until they're able to slip back into the holes. "Sorry," whispers Fang back. "Though it actually got easier to hold onto near the end there..."

Delphi snickers.

"Kyle?" It's another voice. A girl's voice. Vivi.