The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 9: The Oath of Devotion and Bondage[Fmmm][Ageplay][Dungeons and Dragons]

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# The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 9: The Oath of Devotion and Bondage

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(Amy)

My lips curled considering, as I checked myself out in my bedroom mirror. I stood close to the mirror as I examined my tank top, pop music playing in the background. It took me a while to find this *specific* white tank top, it was buried in my closet. I washed it, and threw it on to see if it still had the same problem it had before. The neck of the shirt was cut low and wide, probably made for a woman with bigger breasts. Mine weren’t small, but nevertheless, the tank top held them awkwardly. I twisted my shoulders a bit, and casually bent forward. Without a bra on, bending forward revealed my breasts perkily hanging there. And if I leaned forward enough… you could basically see everything. I stood back up, and carefully placed the straps of the tank top on the edge of my shoulders. With my arms down, I gently gripped the bottom of the tank top and held it. With a deliberate shrug of my shoulders, and a tug to the bottom of my tank top, it slid down exposing my breasts entirely. I smiled, and decided this would work for the first game night of our summer alone together. I threw on a rather simple black skirt, and let my hair down.

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The neighbor parents were ecstatic about their trip to Europe. I had never seen them so excited in the time I’ve known them. It was all they could talk about for the weeks leading up to it. They were going to see London, Paris, Amsterdam, and several other cities I didn’t bother to remember. The exact end date of their project was never officially set, it would all depend on how the project went, Michael’s dad had explained. The boys didn’t seem to mind that they were being left behind. To the opposite, each time we met up for a game night they would ask about my plans for the summer. We were going to be playing D&D a lot more… among other things.

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The bottom floor bedroom had been rather empty, severing as some very light storage for things that never really found their place. I tidied what I could into the closet, and the boys parent’s had some guys put in a bunk bed and a single twin. The boys had brought over and hung several movie posters, my favorites of which were the Lord of the Rings posters. Michael had also hung a Taylor Swift poster, which made me giggle. They brought over a television, two consoles, and they all had laptops. Michael’s laptop was brand new, his father buying him a new one the day after he had stolen my green panties.

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The kitchen was stocked with some of the boys favorite foods, lots of bottled water, and the like. I figured it was best to move the alcohol into my bedroom, which now had a lock and key I could use. The living room remained rather the same, though I did take my favorite throw blanket back up to my bedroom.

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The downstairs bathroom hadn’t been fixed, so they would still have to use mine upstairs, both for using the restroom and showers. Otherwise, everything was going to work out perfectly. I was given keys to each of the other houses, and the boys had weekly chores they had to perform at their own house. I was asked very politely to check on them, and make sure they were completing them. They were good boys though, I assured their parents everything would be great. It was well decided that the boys were old enough not to need to be checked in on every day. They knew I would contact them if anything important happened, but otherwise they all felt comfortable just to focus on their work and what vacation experiences they can get along the way.

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Just thinking about us living together had been making me horny. Ever since the boys had popped into my head while masturbating, all the events leading up to this summer, had been layering excitement on me. Marley’s encouragement helped as well, giving me approval to do… well, whatever I chose. How far it would all go was something I wasn’t yet sure of… but I did have some things in mind. Now I would have all the time and privacy to try them.

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The boys and I would have to talk first though… It felt as if a bomb had been set on a timer, and was ticking down.

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Their parents dropped them off in the early afternoon. They ended up scheduling to leave a few days early to catch an event in London. The boys and I waved to them from my front porch as they all drove away, on their way out of the country for months. I don’t know who was more thrilled to watch them drive away in that moment, them or myself. We all shuffled back inside. I noticed all the shoes piled up beside the door as I closed it, and I smiled.

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“Game time!” Michael exclaimed, as everyone made their way to the dining table where we were already setup. All the books, papers, pencils, dice and snacks would no doubt become the default state of this table over the next few months. The game itself excited me, as who ever has the opportunity to truly dive into a campaign like this? It was going to be epic, I was sure of it. As I took my seat and I had noticeably begun using a slightly smaller DM screen, for the same reason I had chosen the ill-fitting tank top. I leaned and bent forward, reaching over the game screen to grab a few dice. I looked down to confirm, scanning line of sight from each of their eyes to my chest, that they could see down my shirt if they looked.

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The bomb kept ticking.

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We played for hours, it was just past 1AM when I noticed the time. The boys’ characters had just finished climbing the ancient secluded mountain, Mount Swift. At the summit lay the ruin of the Goddess Ameliah’s ancient castle. It had high walls, and was built into the mountain side. The air was brisk, with a slight chill. The top of the castle had an enormous sword blade sticking up from it, pointing toward the heavens.

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“Ameliah stops, and smiles as the castle comes into view,” I say, leaning forward in my chair and not sleepy at all. I could feel the air on my nipples. I dip my tone a bit, as I use the more sultry goddess accent I’d committed to for the character, “’The ancient castle Ameliah Til Alexandros. I know she’s in a poor state, but now that I’ve returned, we can restore her to full glory.’”

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“How will we do that?” Will asked in character, his eyes full of curiosity as he sat there listening. “We are just three men, we have no equipment…” His eyes dipped down unmistakably toward my chest for a moment, and I smiled.

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“Worry not, my dear paladin,” I replied, really slipping into character. “It’s not the brawn and minds of men who can mend my castle. Its a magic castle, it depends upon me to restore the magic to the stone. I will need your help though…”

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“What must we do?” Brandon asked, pushing up his glasses with an index finger as his eyes rolled upward quickly. I leaned forward a bit more to needlessly pick up a die, and I heard a shutter click from Michael’s phone. I pretended not to notice it.

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“Once I had many worshipers across the lands, and many who lived in this very castle with me. They were what allowed me to grow strong, but now they are gone. You three… My brave paladin, my clever wizard, and my charming barbarian… must make up for the lack of worship. You all swore an Oath of Devotion and Bondage, and now you must be called upon to fulfill the most sacred rituals of love.”

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The bomb kept ticking, I knew the game had to stop now.

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“That’s all for tonight,” I said, finally out of character. The boys all had protest written over their faces, but I raised my palms up as I calmed them. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to go to bed or anything… But I wanted to talk to you guys about something…” They all sat there in their t-shirts, with curious eyes, as I spoke with a bit of nervousness. I tried not to let it show as I worked up the courage to finally say it… “I know about all the pictures you three have of me online, and I know you guys are the ones who have been texting me.”

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***BOOM!***

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I took a moment to breathe and let the dust settle. It felt as if a huge weight had been taken off my shoulders, as I finally told the boys the truth. Three pairs of eyes went wide, and in their faces I could almost see their guts wrenching as all the implications ran through their minds. They all looked at each other panicked for a moment, until I spoke again, in the best calming voice I could muster. “It’s okay… I’m not angry.”

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“Are you going to tell our parents?” Chris asked, with concern in his voice. Brandon’s eyes looked up with concern, but Michael’s eyes were obviously gawking at my chest. I straightened myself, and could feel my nipples leave his view, they tingled.

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“I won’t tell your parents…” I said, as a small smile momentarily crossed my lips. “But you will have to swear an oath…” They were already nodding, but I continued with the terms. “Term one. I don’t mind that you take pictures or videos of me, but you must swear that no one else will see them without my explicit permission.

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“Term two…” I tried to keep myself from smiling again, even through my nervousness. “Devotion means that you will address me as Your Grace. It mean that you may not look at pornography of any kind without my consent. You must ask me for permission anytime you want to masturbate, and you may only think of or use references of me as you do so. I won’t let you just go around jacking off whenever and wherever you feel like it. Until your parents return, you must seek my blessing before you fap.

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“Term three, the most important and serious one… absolute discretion. No one must ever know what goes on between us four, especially anything that your parents might think is inappropriate…”

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I studied their faces for a moment, giving them room to process everything I had just said. “Do you accept?”

“Yes,” Will said for the three, as they all nodded. “Yes… Your grace.”

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There was an awkward moment of silence, and a faint warmth began growing between my legs.

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“So…” Michael started to say, after the moment. I knew the questions would come. “You’ve known you’ve been getting pictures and videos of us… cumming,” He had trouble saying the word in front of me, I doubted it was uncomfortable when the boys were alone. “On pictures of you, and you liked it?”

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“Yeah…” I started to say, realizing I hadn’t thought about such a direct question to my motivations. I wasn’t sure what to say, so the thoughts just kinda coalesced and stumbled out of my mouth. “I mean… you know, I don’t have a boyfriend or anything… I don’t really get out all that much. So, knowing that I was attractive enough to inspire such… lust… really made me happy.” I felt the warmth between my legs grow, and my legs rubbed together a bit.

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“Did you…” Brandon, who had been not uncharacteristically quiet, asked. “Did you know it was us when your friend recorded you flashing us?”

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“Yes…” I answered, feeling my nipples tingle just a bit as the air is out in the room that they have all seen my breasts. Of course, they had all surely gotten an eyeful that night as well. At this moment I really wished I had consumed some alcohol that night. I felt exposed, and could feel a faint flush coming to my cheeks. I tried to remain confident in my outward presence, but that could only somewhat hide an excitement and eagerness that came with some anxiety. “Yes, I knew it was you three, that’s why I did it.”

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The heat between my legs began to make me wet. My nipples were growing hard, and I could feel them poking the inside of my tank top. Looking down I could see them poking through the shirt. I felt the flush in my face grow. It was time to go upstairs, I knew. But first…

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“Do you boys want my blessing to masturbate tonight?” I asked, finding myself slipping into Ameliah’s voice for some sort of boost to my confidence. They all three nodded silently. I casually adjusted my bra straps as I spoke, trying not to be obviously positioning them on the edge of my shoulders. “Okay, remember your oath. You may only pleasure yourself in tribute to me… perhaps I should let you all take a picture to assist you… Ready your phones.”

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They each pulled out their phones, and pointed the cameras toward me. My heart began to beat a little faster. I readied myself for a moment, my arms going down. Hiding behind my elbows, I gripped my tank top with my fingers and thumbs. In an effort to keep their eyes on my face for a moment, I began to do my best version of ahegao. I tilted my head back a bit, and my eyes rolled upward. I let my mouth open, and my tongue hang out. I generated enough saliva so that it would glisten and drip down. I could feel my cheeks now blushing a deep red.

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Just when I was sure their eyes were definitely on my face, and could feel the anticipation of camera shutters, I shrugged my shoulders and tugged on the tank top. The shirt feel haplessly down to my stomach, and I could feel my breasts completely exposed. My shoulders hunched a bit as I held my pose, my breasts pressing together a bit as my hard nipples presented themselves proudly.

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There was a fire raging between my legs down, and I could feel the dampness slowly leaking through my panties onto my thighs.

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I held the topless pose perfectly for at least three seconds, and the shutter sounds came in quick succession. After the third one my face broke, and relaxed back to normal. I waited a few seconds before I looked down and pretended to be surprised by my wardrobe’s intended malfunction. “Oh whoops,” I say, acting casually embarrassed by it. My cheeks were already flushed, and I had a stupid grin on my face. “Welp, I guess those will be good pictures!” I fixed the tank top, and just smiled for a moment. The boys were staring at their phones, so I stood up. “Alright, I’m going to bed. You boys clean up after yourselves…”

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They all said some form of goodnight, but I could hardly even pay attention. I grabbed my DM stuff and my phone, then made my way quickly upstairs. I locked the door behind me, threw the books on my desk, and went for the rum hiding in my closet. I didn’t even pour a shot, just opened the bottle and took a long strong swallow. I coughed as I put the bottle back, and grabbed Lil Cthulu from my dresser. I ungracefully threw off the tank top, and pushed down my skirt and panties in one awkward motion. I jumped onto the bed, the wetness between my legs preventing the need for lube. I turned on a Taylor Swift playlist, and played it loudly through the wireless speakers in my room.

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I tried not to be loud, but that I night I had one of the most intense orgasms that I’d ever had. I knew then that we were just getting started.

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