Kidnapped and Cucked part 7

“Gwen!”, you shout. Your girlfriend turns to you in shock and screams.

“Shut the fuck up!”, the Dungeon Master yells and hits your Gwen with his backhand.

“Leave her alone!”, you scream.

“Or what? What are you going to do else?” He grabs your girl by the wrist and cuff her, before dragging her across the room. He then pulls a chain through a ring in the wall and loops it around Gwen‘s handcuffs. The Dungeon Master then proceeds to pull her up, until she is standing upright with her arms tied up over her head.

The DM opens his shirt a few buttons and fans himself. “It’s quite warm in here… Creature, did you turn up the heat too far again?” Creature lowers her head. “Sorry, Master.” “Well, as I see it, our guests are pretty warm too. Let’s relieve them a bit, shall we?” Creature nods again and turns to you again. She then walks around the cross and behind you. You then hear a ‘click’ and feel a tug at your shirt. Then a ‘rip’ as Creature slices open the back of your shirt. The fresh air on your skin sends a shiver down your spine. Somehow, you feel **** and refreshed at the same time. On the other side of the room, the Dungeon Master has taken Gwen by the collar of her blouse. "Are you a little hot too? Must be at least 40 °C in here." With that, he rips the front of her top open and exposes her bra.
Meanwhile, Creature is cutting off the sleeves of your shirt and carefully removes the cloth, until your upper half is entirely bare. You fight your restraints as Creature begins the same procedure with your jeans, careful not to hurt you with her blade. At the same time as she relieves you off your pants, Creature also takes off your boxers in a swift motion.

Lastly, she takes of your shoes.

Now you are completely exposed. Hung up on a wall in a dark dungeon, kept by a creepy ‘Dungeon Master’.

And this Dungeon Master has taken off your girlfriends blouse meanwhile, and is now working on getting her out of her skinny jeans. The sound of the fabric giving in to his blade sends a shiver down your spine. Soon you spot your girlfriends plain panties, just shortly though, as the DM cuts them of right away. Your girlfriend, now completely naked, is sitting up against the wall legs crossed with your captor hovering just inches from her face. Again you can’t hear what’s being said.

The DM chuckles, then leaves the room. Creature follows swiftly.