You receive your quest and your climax.

You pass the rogue, Ruby, as you climb the steps up onto the dais, as she descends. The redhead is rubbing the seat of her tight leather britches with a rueful expression and a slight wince. She eyes you up and down as you pass one another. The ginger-haired rogue is beautiful with a smattering of freckles on her pale skin across her nose and cheeks. Unlike you, with the skimpy scale and armoured corset, the avatar was sensibly armoured in a full-length studded leather tunic. Choosing less revealing clothing had not spared her from being partially stripped and spanked, though.

"Drop your...uh," The temple attendant who had introduced you takes in your attire, or rather the lack of it and her instruction tails off. "Um, just take your place over the Whipmother's knee, girl."

You prostrate yourself over the priestess's lap. Part of you feels offended to be in such a submissive position; you had chosen to be an acolyte of Loviatar, an evil goddess of pain and submission, with the intention of being a dominatrix, not to be on the receiving end of punishment and humiliation. Another greater part is excited by this unexpected introduction to this gameworld. You feel guilty at being turned on by this hitherto unsuspected submissive streak.

You feel the rear flap of the scale mail loincloth flipped up over your back, exposing your bare buttocks in one swift move. A hand caresses the firm globes of your butt, and you shiver in anticipation. Without thinking, you raise your butt slightly in an unintended invitation to the Reverend Mother.

"Hmmm, no undergarments?" The priestess comments with amusement. "It seems you are well named, Sloot. Are you prepared to receive our goddess's favour and grace, Sloot Shadowbinder?"

"I am." You reply, with an eagerness that surprises you.

The priestess does not reach for the paddle as she had with Ruby. Instead, a palm slaps down and spanks your exposed asscheeks with a crack that sounds as loud as a gunshot. You give a startled yelp, and your hips buck on the priestess's lap. A hot glow and a delicious sting spread across the taut globes of your behind. The priestess spanks you swiftly and firmly. At least a dozen hard spanks alternating between each cheek follow without respite. The loud smacking each time the palm descends on your firm, rounded buttocks is accompanied by squeals and screeches and your hips buck and wriggle, though the experience and skill of the priestess means she is fully able to hit her target despite your frantic writhing.

The spanking ceases, leaving your butt burning and stinging. As you gasp and moan softly, you feel slim fingers slide between your thighs and let out a strangled gasp of surprise as your labia are touched for the first time. Fingertips slide smoothly over the pouting netherlips, lubricated by dribbling juices from your shockingly damp pussy. You softly moan as, for the first time, you feel those slim fingers part your nethers and slip inside you between swollen and sensitive pussy lips.

"Excellent, you respond well to the goddess's blessing, my child." The Whipmother compliments you. "What a delightfully tight and wet sheath you have."

You are unable to respond rationally, replying with only a muted squeak as fingers delve and probe inside your slick pussy. How the game translates the sensations to your gaming suit when in real life you lack the corresponding body parts is a mystery of software and hardware. The priestess continues to talk in a calm conversational manner that is in strange contrast to the efficient fingerfucking that also continues. In a concise and measured tone, she outlines your mission while continuing to fingerbang you. You internally struggle to grasp her words as you respond to the fingers moving within you.

Your mission is to journey to a long-abandoned dungeon that somehow the cult of Loviatar has learned that parties of adventurers from the faction of good are being sent to explore and loot their treasures. You must thwart the forces of good, killing or capturing the heroes if possible and claim the treasures for the glory of Loviatar and the forces of evil. You are authorised to recruit additional party members to assist you on this quest as necessary. The priestess gives you the directions to the dungeon, located in the neutral wilderness between the lands held by either good or evil.

By the time the short briefing concludes, you are panting and gasping with sexual arousal, your bared ass wriggling frantically on the priestess's lap. As she finishes speaking, she moves her thumb, mashing the ball against the nubbin of your clitoris and roughly massaging it. You shriek loudly as you orgasm almost instantly, your ass bouncing and writhing with the intensity of your first female climax. The priestess gives you a gentle push, and you slide off her lap and stumble for a moment on shaky and trembling legs. The flap of armoured cloth falls back into place, at least covering your butthole and ass crease, although your reddened buttocks are still obvious to anyone observing you.