Rae demands to be released

"I tell the judge that I am a Cleric of Saint Cuthbert, and demand to be released immediately." It is not an unreasonable approach to take. In many cities, the integrity of the followers of her church was well known and that alone would be enough to have her released. In this City-State however with it's corrupt Senate and draconic rule of the Overlord, the followers of Saint Cuthbert are less well known. You roll a reaction to Rae's demand and it does not go over well.

"Likely story." You try to put as much contempt as possible into your words so Sandra can see that her approach is not working. "My guess is that you are nothing but a whore, that the thieves guild dressed up in armor to distract the guards."

"What?!" Sandra's face is glowing with excitement as she protests firmly. "I'm a Priestess dedicated to Law and Goodness. How dare you suggest that I am a whore who could be bought for some nefarious scheme?"

"Anyone can parade around wearing a holy symbol, it doesn't make them a cleric." You switch from the imperious voice of the Judge back to your quiet DM voice, "The judge orders that your armor be removed so you can be examined for brands or other tell-tale signs that you are a thief." Sandra sways softly in her seat but before you can stop her she slips out of her brown jacket. She is still much more modestly dressed than any of the other young women wandering through the common area, but just the suggestion of her armor being stripped away makes your cock twitch.

"I cover myself nervously I'm stripped down to just a loincloth and bra." Sandra starts to cover her breasts and then pauses ... "or are my wrists chained again once the armor has removed?" You are having trouble concentrating as the image of this beautiful brunette and the cleric she is playing start to blend into one. It doesn't help that Sandra tends to refer to herself in the first person when she role-plays.

"Ah," you stammer awkwardly, "maybe we should just skip to the results..."

"Please, Stephen" She looks up at you sweetly, "I'm not like your other experienced players. I think this might be a transformational moment in Rae's development and I really need to know exactly what happens to her." You are treading on very thin ice here, but how bad could it get as long as you are playing this out out here in the open.

"OK, but don't take it out on me if the DM makes you uncomfortable." Sandra's smile both reassures and puts you on edge about this decision to go into the weeds of the actual punishment. "Your hands aren't chained, but two burly guards hold you tightly as the court justice examines you carefully, running his hands up your bare legs and over your hips looking for a brand." Your description seems to hit just the right tone, because she clutches the arms of the chair and squirms before you. Her voice is breathy and soft as she roleplays her innocent cleric.

"Please stop, no man has ever touched me like this." If David or even Vivian had said something that cliché you would have ruined the mood by laughing, but from Sandra it only adds to the drama of the scene; by now your cock is fully erect and you know that you are on thin ice when Sandra breathlessly describes her character's response. "I twist helplessly trying not to let him touch me in my private areas." This time before you roll the D-20 you explain to her what you are doing.

"On roll of 5 or less the justice realizes from your reaction that you cannot be the whore he first mistook you for and you will be fined 10 gold and released without any further indignity. From 6 to 10 the justice will have a woman do the examination, from 11-15 he will do it himself but will be professional about it, and any roll higher than that this man will take a perverse pleasure in groping your beautiful young body." Sandra is squirming in the seat before you her hands clutching the arms of the chair so hard that you can see her knuckles whitening.

"Oh shit!" You're not sure which of you lets out the soft exclamation when the heavy black die comes up a 17. You're just about to stop again when you see the fierce look in the sophomore's eyes and know that any break now would ruin the experience for her.

"For the first time in your sheltered life you feel a man's calloused hands roaming over your soft flesh." You try to keep your tone neutral, but you doubt you are fooling anyone. "He squeezes your full breasts roughly and then twists the nipples to see how you react."

"Oh, help me Saint Cuthbert!" Sandra moans softly as her head lifts and her breathing quickens. It is more than good acting because you can see dimples in her top where her puckered nipples are pressing against the soft fabric. Sandra seems completely immersed in the scene but comes out just enough to give you a little insight into how her character is reacting to this humiliation. "Rae is overwhelmed by these new feelings but she tries her best not to give in." It is a good thing you are playing this out in a public room, because more than ever before when you've DM'ed a game you wanted to actually reach out and do to the player what was happening to her character.

"This whore swears she's a goody-two-shoes," You growl hoarsely doing your best to sound like a perverted bailiff praying on the innocent young captive in his courtroom. "but she's squirming like a high class trollop." With a cruel chuckle you announce the baliff's next move. "Let's see how wet and ready her sex is."

"Oh Please!" Sandra's voice is low, but full of need. "I'm not a whore. I'm still a virgin!"

"If you're a maid, then I might just believe this cock-and-bull story." You play out the encounter to the bitter end realizing that in a way, this might be Rae's way out of this mess. Switching back to your Game Master voice you ask Sandra about this intimate detail. "Does Rae still have her hymen? Before she joined the church did she have a fling with a boy, or is there any other way she may have been ruptured?"

"Well," Sandra meets you gaze without hesitation, "Rae's never been with a man, and if she's done any masturbation I bet it's been pretty tame, but I guess when she learned to fight there might have been a chance..." Her words trail into a pregnant silence that may have lasted from a second or two to as long as ten times that amount. How the fuck did you let yourself get into this mess, and how in the world are you going to be able to get out of it?

"So there's maybe a 10% chance that the proof of her chastity is gone?" You finally manage to get out. When she nods you glance meaningfully at her dice. "This is one roll I'm not going to make." She bites her lip nervously and picks up her dice as you describe what is happening to her character. "The court justice grabs you under the loin-cloth and laughs when he feels how wet you are, 'there's no way this cunt is a maid, she's dripping like a leaking oilskin.' You feel his fat finger probing inside your tight sex, stretching you as he reaches higher and higher into you until..." Sandra understands the nod and rolls the two D-10's and both of you watch in tense silence as the pink and purple dice come to rest.