Ramtal Slave Dungeon

• 00:27MikeyAt the bottom of the panoptikon, in front of the great gates, I have led my two horses, pulling a small carriage for me and my provisions, and a wagon behind it holding a large cage. One capable of holding six slaves within. I have been packing to prepare to leave my dungeon home this morning. Going out into the desert for a venture to take me at least 4 days. As my mission is to defeat and capture strong men who will make good slaves for the empire. And bring them back, forcing them into the dungeon to submit to the will of Darkram.
• 00:30MikeyI am now feeling stronger than I ever have. I have been training for this by practicing combat with my leader minotaur. Due to this my body has become harder and stronger and so I have confidence that I will be successful in my mission. Even though I venture out into the desert alone. I have on me a cape to protect me from the sun. Not as regal looking as the cloak of the great minotaur. Mine is ragged and a dark gray. But it will protect me well as I know there will be no roof over my head again for a long while.
• 00:32MikeyI wear on me now my metallic shoulder guards, my back guard. And bring with me my belt which holds my sword and my long copper knife. And even my bo staff I bring with me. Along with my provisions of water and food for myself. I call to the guards of the gate to open the gate to let me exit. And I go out in the face of the morning sun. To begin my quest. Eager to come back with this cage behind me being full. To make my leader proud of me.
• 00:36MikeyAfter about 5 hours of travel I see evidence through the sand dunes that a few men might be far ahead. Yet I do not see signs that I am approaching a village yet. I wonder if these are loan travelers, foraging for something of value in the sand. The sun is straight overhead now. I look behind me and I can no longer see darkram dungeon. I start to feel homesick a little, I did not know how it would feel to be this far away so that I cannot see the panoptikon anymore. I look back forward and continue after a small moving spot that I see is a man out in the distance. Squinting my eyes slightly as I mentally go into hunting mode.
• 21:12MikeyAs I ease the horses forward slowly with the carraige that I am on, out in the desert, I get close enough to the three far away men that I do not want them to see all that I am carrying with me. So I stop the horses. I take off my cloak and leave behind the sword, hiding it under the cloak. I want to practice doing this with the bo staff in real life, so I take with me that and my knife. As I crouch down low and quietly come up behind the closest of the three. Trying to come up behind him without the other two seeing me. It appears as if they are all foraging. Looking at the ground. I feel the Sun hot on my back. As I finally start to dart forward, and swing the bo staff with a horizontal right swing, as I have both of my hands on it and jerk my left hand back as I thrust my right hand out forward. Hitting him at his right elbow.
• 21:16MikeyThen a step forward with my right as I swing the staff to the left with my left hand forward to hit him across his upper back, in another horizontal strike. The man tries to turn to face me while yelling out in surprise. The other two men saw us. The one furthest away went to run away. The closer one of the two comes toward us. As if he is going to help this man that I am attacking. The man who I am attacking tries to back up away from me as I take the chance to shift the staff left and right. As I hold it in front of me with both hands. Banging him on the right side of his head at his temple. Then hitting hard on his left thigh. Making him stumble.
• 21:19MikeyAs the second man comes to approach me, I reach down to pick up the man who I've been attacking, who has fallen on his back in the hot sand. I reach my left arm over the front of his neck and behind to lift him up from behind his neck. Forcing him to lean back as I have his back now up against my front, forcing him to lean back as I hold his head back almost in a dragon sleeper hold with my left arm. And as the second man approaches me I pull my long knife from my right side with my right hand and I point it at him to threaten him with it if he approaches me closer.
• 21:21MikeyI must seem to him as if I am a formidable opponent because to my surprise the man runs away. Leaving me alone with the one who I have been defeating. Who is squirming and yelling out in anger within my sweaty arm. I put my knife back in its holster at my belt and then I move to finish off the man that I am holding. I keep him leaned back as he tries to stand up straight and I use my free right fist to drive several punches into his stomach and in his chest. Beating him up in this position as I tighten the dragon sleeper hold with my left arm. Finally I feel the man collapse in my hold. Going limp. And I let my left arm go to allow him to fall to the ground. I finally get a good look at him. He is taller than me. He has lots of muscle. And a strong jaw. He will make a good slave for lord Ramtal.
• 21:23MikeyI reach down and pick him up around his midsection. Letting him hang unconscious over my shoulder as I carry him over toward the cage that is resting on the wagon that the horses are pulling. I proudly let his body drop inside. The fall inside the steel cage wakes him up. I then lock it back. And get back on the carriage and call on the horses to start traveling forward again. As I continue the hunt for more slaves.
• 23:17MikeyAfter a short while I realize I am approaching a village, a scarcely populated one. I stop the horses before a sand dune so that I can camouflage what I am carrying from the view of the tents that I see in front of me. And I don't want this slave I am carrying to start screaming out closely enough for anyone in the village to hear. So I again take the protective cloak off of me that was protecting me from the sun and leave it behind in the carriage. Using it to cover again my sword, and the small amount of special elixirs which Minotaur allowed me to take with me. In case I get injured and I need a special kind of help to be able to survive. I go out in stealth mode again carrying only my knife and the bo staff. As I creep forward with my leather boots and my leather kilt, my belt holding up my copper knife at my right side.
• 23:20MikeyAfter I observe for a short while I notice there is no certain rotation of guards looking around the perimeter. They must not be thinking about a threat. I see no men with weapons. I just see men walking around leisurely. Herding a few sheep. Chopping wood. A few men elsewhere cutting up what looks like a camel. That they are hopefully not going to try to eat. I look around for a man who I can single out and get separated from the others. So I do not have to fight them all at once, and alert the whole village coming after me. I try to think of what Minotaur would do. I close my eyes for a moment remembering how happy I was that he fought me to help me to train to become a better fighter. So that I can do this out here. I cannot let him down.
• 23:26MikeyI notice a man walking off to the south, carrying a vessel that I think is a large bladder of an animal. Perhaps of a camel, that he might be using to hold water. I think maybe he is going to fetch water for his village. I decide to move left at an angle to be in his path, so I can head him off. I crouch low but I know I cannot keep him from seeing me before he reaches me. As he notices me he runs back in the opposite direction toward his village. I try to catch him before he gets there and I tackle him. But not before he yells out. He only one gets one yell out before I end up straddled across his lower back repeatedly thrusting my forearms down onto his back to bang across his upper back. Left, right, like a gorilla, banging my forearms down onto his back that is more muscular than mine.
• 23:28MikeyI bring my bo staff under his neck and pull to yank his neck back off of the ground while I hold him down with my knees on his back, using my body weight. Pulling on his neck to keep him from yelling out. And I hear a scream, I look up and two women have noticed me and have become startled. I take the man who I am currently trying to conquer and I roll him and myself on purpose down the sand dune that I am on to get out of sight of the women and of the rest of the village.
• 23:30MikeyAs I stop rolling I catch the man around his neck with my left arm to hold him still and I get my dusty right fist and start slamming him in his right temple repeatedly. To knock him unconscious so that I can carry him on my shoulder toward my cage. Like I did to the other man that I captured. All the while looking behind me, to make sure I am not followed.
• 02:47MikeyAs I move briskly over the desert sand with the man who I knocked out, over my right shoulder. I realize two things, he is waking back up. And there is a man from the village who did come after me, to chase me down and stop me, when alerted by the screaming women. And with the time that I have before the man catches up with me, before I approach my horses and wagon, I drop the man that I am holding. And swing left and right hard my bo staff to crack him across his head to knock him back out so that he will not be able to help the approaching man to defeat me. And then I bring the staff back horizontally at my side, pointing it forward like an arrow, as the man reaches my position, his arms up in the air making fists, yelling at me. And I lunch forward with the staff to hit him right at his navel, folding him over over the staff.
• 02:49MikeyI turn around fast in a circle to bring the bo staff again hard at the back of his neck, to stun him as he has bent over. Striking him with a yell. Then raise the staff up again and strike the side of it hard across the middle of his back. Then dropping the staff, I lunge on the man, dropping myself onto his back where I instantly coil my arms and legs around him, squeezing him in tight for a bear hug, trying to use my weight to bring him down to the ground.
• 02:52MikeyAs he twists left and right and yells out, I squeeze tight, holding his arms down to his sides. He even tries to bring his head back to hit my face, and I lean my neck to the right to make him miss. He finally tips over to his right and falls in the sand, me still clenched around him from behind. And I know I have to take him out without stabbing him. I have to bring him back alive. So I bring my left arm up to around his neck. Putting my own hand on the left side of my neck to clamp down a one arm sleeper hold. As I start to bang my right fist onto his right temple to knock him out cold. Right next to where the other man is still unconscious on the ground. If this works out I will now have three of them.
This formidable squirming fighter, with brown hair who I hold, finally goes limp in my arms. So I finally stop punching him, my knuckles on my right fist are red. I drag him by his arms, across his back to the cage on my wagon. And put him in there with the blonde haired one, who is awake again now. As I dare him with my eyes to approach the door of the cage as I put this new unconscious one inside. I lock it back as I go and get the black haired one from off the ground. I lift up his feet and drag him over to the door of the cage, again showing my knife to the blonde haired one inside, threatening him to not dare to try to escape this cage while it is open. I get the black haired one inside, and go to close the cage back and lock it. Then the blonde haired one, the only one of them who was awake and aware of shit, goes to escape. Trying to jump right over me.

03:01MikeyI can't let him escape, or I will return to the dungeon ashamed. As he tries to jump off of the wagon I grab around his upper legs and end up tackling him, coming to the ground with him, as I go to try to strike his upper back, he turns around to face me and starts swinging his fists at me. And I don't like to hit a man when his head is already on the ground but I have to. And I start swinging left and right fists to all around his upper head, to knock him back out so that I can get him back inside the cage with the other two. I end up having to bust him up good to get him to go limp and submit, finally whimpering at me. As I pick him up, he is barely conscious, and out of frustration I throw him into the open door of the cage. Swinging it closed and locking it.
On the morning of the third day all was fine with me and the horses. They and I had plenty of food and water. And I had my big gray cloak on me protecting me from the sun. We were comfortable. Yet all was not fine with the three men in the cage. Their constant whining was irritating. I had given them water so that they would not die. But I would not give them food even though I had it to spare. That was part of me breaking them, mentally. Taking the fight out of them before I presented them to Minotaur to receive them for Ramtal.
I finally got irritated enough with their incessant whining to stop the horses and get off of the carriage, Stomping back to the door of the cage behind me. Flexing my arms outside the door of the cage with my fists and jaw clenched. And letting them know as I lifted my kilt and grabbed my nuts that the contents of my nuts is all that they were going to be allowed for food. And they were going to have to suck it out of me. I waited for their response.
The black haired one on the left spit at the floor of the cage in response. The blonde haired one on the right nudged the side of the brown haired one in the middle who had his arms hands on the bars of the cage, looking at me with fear. The blonde haired one actually smiled and said “yes we will do it. This man and I will do it.” And it occurred to me that he was just pretending, that he was planning on getting the other men to join him in attacking me once I opened the door.
I decided to proceed as if this attack was the only thing that was going to happen. And I needed to beat these men up some more before I brought them back, as a form of mind control. So I decided I was going to have myself a workout and fist fight all three of these men. Then throw them back in the cage when I was through with them. My sword and bo staff were in the carraige. And I stood there in the sand with my knife at my right side. I dared to open the door of the cage during which time all three of the men looked like they would come through the door and come at me, though all three of them appeared tired. I took my knife from my right side into my left hand and held it toward the two men on the left who I intended to keep inside the cage while I reached for the left shoulder of the blonde haired one and pulled him toward me out the door. Kicking his chest with my right foot to knock him away so that he would not interfere with me locking the door back.
As I try to push the door back the black haired one on the left tries to push the door back open and come at me. He was making his way out the door and coming at my throat so I had to bring my knife across him, slicing a cut diagonally down across his chest and his stomach. I made sure I did not thrust the blade in, so that I would not bring back a dead slave. But just made a slice across his skin instead to show him that I am serious. I then put my right hand on his bloody chest and shoved him back into the cage. None of the three of them came toward me just then. As I locked the cage back. And then put my bloody knife back into its sheath and went toward the first object of my workout.
Three minutes later I was finished with the first one that I had captured. There was some blood on his blonde hair in front of his forehead. It was dripping down onto my right wrist as I held him by his throat. He was in a total daze, wobbling back and forth. Being held up by my grasp. He had no idea what was going on anymore. I opened the cage and threw him back in there, letting him tumble. Yet noticing my fist marks all over his abs and his chest. Even on his upper arms. And cuts underneath both of his swelling eyes. I had kicked his ass. And I still had a lot of strength left in me.
That was a good thing because the brown haired one in the center came charging out at me with a scream. He was ducking down some as if to tackle me, I quickly dodged to the right as I twisted to the left and punched him in his left temple. Parrying his body out of the way, off at an angle and onto his stomach on his face in the sand. I then commenced the beating up of slave number two, while slave number three, with the cut that I put across the front of his body, seemed afraid to move from the cage.
That was until the brown haired one that I was fighting seem to have the upper advantage for a moment, as he was on top of me in my guard, wrestling me with my back on the sand, him leaning into me forcing my thighs around his waist, that I was squeezing on to as he was aiming fists at my head while I was aiming my own fists at his. The black haired slave inside the cage came out to try to help the fighting man to try to keep me down. That is when I widened my legs to trap his arms within them, at his sides. And clamped back down the squeeze that I had around him. I now had both arms free and I forced a fast twist to the left so that I can make the body of the slave swing to his right, trapped within my thighs, to force his body and his head to slam against the ground.
I took my knife from my right side and I slashed it across the approaching slave, at another angle across his chest and his abs. Him now with a long X cut across his body. And he stumbled back holding himself. I put my knife back and started twisting my body right and left over and over. Forcing the body of the slave within my thighs to swing left and right, hitting the ground on both of his sides over and over. Knocking him senseless this way. I then got off of him and went over to the black haired slave with the X-cut across his body. Forced him into a standing position with my left hand and then proceeded to punch him out. Until he was out cold.
I then drag the unconscious bodies of slave number two and slave number 3 back into the cage. Slamming the door shut and locking it. Noticing I was totally hard. I bet when they wake up, they will finally be hungry enough to serve. At least mentally hungry.
Late into that third day I am looking for a place to stop, thinking that the sun will go down in three hours, while also looking around for more men to defeat and force into the cage. I notice forward and to the right a small house up on a hill. I stop to pay attention to the area nearby and see two men out to the left who are walking toward the house. Two red-haired men I could spy from this distance. I decide to try and take both of them down, and collect them. Making my total five slaves in the cage if I were to manage it.
I want to leave behind this carriage and wagon and go off on my own to approach them, catching them before they can reach the house, if that is their destination. I do not want them to be able to take something from me that they can use against me, so I leave behind the sword in the carriage, with my cloak laying on top of it, hiding it. As I feel the afternoon sun on my back and crouch down slightly as I sprint forward across the sand, hunting. I keep the bo staff in my right fist, forcing it up under my right arm. Holding it at the ready.
They both notice me at the same time and I go immediately into a posture intended to confuse them. I look away from them and down, as I continue walking briskly right toward them, advancing straight upright now. As if I did not need to acknowledge them or consider what they might do. I moved as if their actions were of no consequence. In my peripheral vision, at the top of my view, I saw that they did not come toward me nor go away but stayed still, talking to each other and gesturing to each other as they watched me.
They can see that I have weapons on me. I decide that when I reach where they are, I am going to begin swinging as intelligently as I can. To defeat both of them at once. Hoping that through some magic, Minotaur will be able to witness what I am about to do. The portion of the encounter when I get to battle them both with the bo staff lasts only 3 seconds. Which seems like a lot longer because of my feeling of intensity. After I get in four good shots with the bo staff at the upper arms and obliques of both of them, they both come in too close to me for me to be able to use the staff effectively against them. Or I did not know how to.
Suddenly I realize I was not advanced enough with the bo staff to have brought this with me. I should have left it behind. One of them, at my right had gone underneath it to give me a clothesline hit with his arm across my chest to bring me down. While the second man comes straight forward at me to bring both hands at my throat but I manage to bring the middle of the staff straight forward at him to get his forehead. Even though I clunk him in the head he goes underneath it anyway to come at me. The bo staff ended up behind him and taken out of my hands, ignored by the men as they both wrestled me with sand flying all around.
At what is probably 8 seconds into the fight, yet seeming like a lot longer, I end up driving my right elbow back to hit the chest of the man behind me to break of his attempt to get a headlock. Then leaving my right elbow where it is, I bring my right forearm up vertically to back fist his chin. Then with him off of me I have room to go for my knife at my waist, which I take out and lunge forward with my right hand and my left leg forward, crouched low to drive it as a skewer into his ripped abs. Pulling it back out and then giving attention only to the man behind me, who I start throwing repeated left punches at. All of them landing on his face. Until I hhve knocked him onto his back. I turn behind me to see that the one who I had stabbed is running away. Possibly running for his life. Leaving behind the other man, who is now mine.
I think I almost got myself perished here. Yet it was a good fight. Because both of these men were strong, so it was a big challenge. I look down and see I have a cut going across my stomach. And I'm bleeding. I don't know where that came from. But I have an ointment here that Minotaur gave to me for this kind of thing; so, I think I will be all right. I ignore that slice for now and I go and pick the man up off of the sand. I throw a bunch of right punches at him to finish him off. And then I go over to the cage, daring the three men inside with my eyes to try to exit the cage as I open it up and throw this fourth man inside.
The three complain to me that they are hungry. I remind them that they only nutrition that they are getting on this trip is to suck me off. At which point the blonde haired one, who I captured first two days ago, finally consents. This is after 2 days of me listening to him threatening me through the bars. I believe he is serious now about going down on me and that it is not a trick, because of the way that he said it.
I do not trust to open the cage to let one man out for this. I don't think I have it in me right now to fight all three of them if they all try to bust out. So I leave the door locked and I go up to the weary blonde haired guy who has by now gone onto his knees and I put my jock through the bars and let him get to it. Which he does expertly and greedily, as if he is not embarrassed doing this in front of the other men inside the cage. The brown haired and black haired guys move over to the other side of the cage and just look on with curiosity, or with hunger perhaps. Sometimes looking down at the knocked out red-haired man who is moaning on the floor of the cage.
The blonde haired guy does the deed properly. He makes me bust in his mouth, and he continued sucking to make sure he got it all. Until I couldn't take it anymore and I had to pull back and take it away from him. Then I decide I should not gamble by trying to get away with kidnapping anymore men. I should be glad with what I have attained here and I am going to start heading back now to the dungeon. It is going to take at least 2 days, and stopping every now and then along the way to feed the slaves, who are hungry enough.
Halfway through the next day I am leading the horses on the way back through the desert with a smile on my face. I am seated on the carriage in the shade of my heavy gray cloak on me. I have had a good workout, which always feels good. A workout of periodically making a wise choice of which prisoner to remove from the cage and force to fight me. Only to then put him back into the cage when I am finished with him. Threatening with my sword, through the bars, the other prisoners, that they stay at the other end of the cage as I open the door to bring through only one of them.
They are weak from hunger by now and they are in fear. I notice that slowly they are losing their pride and that their willpower is breaking down, as I have had them with me now for a few days. And each of them have had a few bouts of forced combat with me, only to be put, all busted up, back into the cage afterwards when I was finished with him. I smile also because I am proud of how well I have done in my several fights now against these prisoners. Owing this only to my training with Minotaur. On the last several days before I left on my campaign I had several fist fights with minotaur, fights done just to train me to be a better fighter so that I can do this mission successfully.
The prisoners have been allowed water but I think their hunger has broken their egos because at the end of the day yesterday the brown haired prisoner and the black haired prisoner, who has the X mark cut across the front of his body from my knife, finally started asking me if they can suck out my semen from me. Having learned that it is going to be the only source of nourishment that they will be allowed. Until I give them over to be owned in the Ramtal Dungeon as their new home.
Before I let them feed, I made sure that I used the fight that I have in me to combat a prisoner until knock out, before I would let my seed be spilled again into the mouth of a prisoner. That way I would retain my chi, for when I need it, to remain a good fighter. Letting a prisoner suck dinner or breakfast out of me, only after I had reserved my life force so that I can combat a prisoner, and then force the defeated prisoner back into the cage. This happy activity occurred for hours at end of day yesterday, and for many hours today. Every two hours I would stop the horses and pull over. Fight a prisoner and force him back into the cage, then let a prisoner feed through the bars as I put my naked manhood through the bars for them to feed, because I am a merciful soldier.
Now I am just eager to see the gates of the Ramtal Dungeon before my eyes again; as I return. I miss the metal of the dungeon, I miss my commander. Although I feel I return to him in shame, as I lost two fights during my campaign, allowing two men to get away from me when I wanted to capture them as slaves; to return with six of them instead of four. Though I will approach Minotaur with my head hung low, I am eager now only to be again inside of the gates. I lead the horses onward as I maw on my salted lamb and deer meat. Eating papayas and bananas, not giving any to the slaves. The slaves have only been allowed to partake of soldier seed.
After a few more hours I finally see the Dungeon of Ramtal appearing before me. I urge the horses now to travel faster…
As I get closer to the gates of Ramtal Dungeon, with it’s towering walls looming ever larger before me as I get closer, the fear of the prisoners in the cage behind me grows. They start to beg more fervently for their release. Offering me money, offering me their collective mouths on my nuts and dick. Even offering their virgin holes to me, which is impressive because the red haired one had not broken down yet and chosen to suck me. He just stayed hungry within the cage. I just yelled behind me for them all to shut up. Yet I yell with a partial smile, imagining the state of fear that these prisoners will be in once I present them to my leader for his approval.

The gates are opened for me, the horses, carriage, wagon, and cage upon it carrying prisoners who are looking all around themselves in awe. Once on the inside of the gates, I remain here. I go no further until I am able to meet my Commander, the Great Minotaur, and present the prisoners to him right here.
As I climb off of the carriage I see my leader. And I smile, even though I feel I have failed him in losing two other prisoners who I failed to defeat in combat. I walk up to him, soiled from the desert, hoping he will allow an embrace from me. I stand before Minotaur, grateful to be standing here.

Published: 2022-10-12, viewed 63 times.