Chapter 14: Edgar wakes up cranky takes it out on one of the girls.
Edgar leaned back in his throne, watching with keen interest as Allison presented the outfits she had picked out for Emily and Angela. The tension between the three women was palpable, and it pleased him to see them vying for his attention. He couldn't wait to see what sort of thrilling games they came up with to satisfy his twisted desires.
"I think this outfit will suit you best, Emily," Allison said, holding up a tight leather bodysuit.
"Holy crap, that's fucking hot!" Emily exclaimed. "I can't wait to wear that for ya, Allison."
Meanwhile, Angela was shooting daggers at both of them. "This is such bullshit," she muttered. "You two can't be serious with this shit."
Ignoring Angela's attitude, Allison moved on to the next outfit. "And for you, Angela, this little number will do just nicely." She held up a skimpy black lace lingerie set.
Angela rolled her eyes.
"Oh, great, because everyone knows I love dressing up like a cheap hooker.
Can't wait to get that on, can't you, Edgar?" she challenged, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Edgar's eyes gleamed with amusement at Angela's attempts to provoke him. He knew she was just trying to get a reaction out of him, and he wasn't about to give her the satisfaction. Instead, he leaned back in his throne, a smug smile playing on his lips.
"You know you love it, whore.
Angela Now get over here and make me hard," Edgar grumbled, gesturing to the leather couch behind him.
Angela sauntered over defiantly, hips swaying as she unbuttoned her top and let it fall to the ground.
"Like this?" she cooed, cupping her tits and biting her lip.
Edgar chuckled, amused by her bravado.
"Mmm, just like that. But let's see if you can really make my cock twitch," he smirked, eyes wandering over her body. Tell me about a guy who used you.
Dumb whore! You didn't even fight. You let him do whatever he wanted to you! I bet he fucked you until you were a useless puddle.
Come on, Emily, I know you have a tale or two. Spill it. Who's the dirtbag who treated you so bad?
Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and she hesitated, her eyes darting to the ground.
One night, I was at the local tavern.
And you'll never believe who I saw - that guy I had a massive crush on in high school. Ugh. I was such a little bitch back then, and he knew it. He took advantage of my innocence, over and over again, and then dumped me without a second thought.
But you know what? I'm not that little girl anymore. No way. I'm a woman now, and I've got some tricks up my sleeve.
I'm learning to stand up for myself, and this time things are going to be different. I'm going to get my revenge, and make that asshole pay for what he did to me. I've spent years dreaming about it, and now I've finally found a group of like-minded individuals who are willing to help me make my dream a reality.
I walked over to Edgar, standing tall and confident, with a feeling of determination in my bones.
I could see the lascivious glint in his eyes, and I knew that I had pushed his buttons.
"So, you think you can take on Angela? Try and make her look bad in front of everyone?" Edgar chuckled, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"C'mon, Edgar, you know I wouldn't take it that far," I said, batting my eyelashes and licking my lips. "I just want to prove a point.
Emilly list and rate and rank 3 best ways to embarass you and 3 best ways to embarass Jessica.
Emily -
Best way to embarrass Emily (1.) Being caught with her pants down, literally and figuratively, by her crush. So obvious, and yet, it still manages to sting like hell.
(2.) Having her favorite piece of clothing taken away from her by another girl, especially if said other girl has a huge pair of tits compared to Emily's mediocre breast size.
(3.) Making a certain gesture while having an orgasm and then being called out on it later in public.
Accidentally revealing embarrassing personal details during a game of truth or dare, which are then broadcasted to the entire guild. Being publicly humiliated during a grand performance or game and ending up with a red, painful face and potentially ruining her reputation.
For Jessica, the best ways to embarrass her are:
(1.) Being caught in a compromising position with someone she would rather keep hidden, particularly someone of lower status or someone she's trying to climb the social ladder with.
Making a fool out of herself in front of an important group or person, especially when trying to impress or gain favor with them. Having an embarrassing secret revealed, like her insecurities about her big tits or her lack of skill in oral sex, and having it spread like wildfire throughout the group.
Edgar's eyes sparkled as he listened to Emily's words. He found it amusing that she was so concerned about being embarrassed, when in reality he knew she loved the thrill of doing something risky and naughty.
Emily what's the name of the guy who did that to you?
I demanding to know, and I want every gory detail! I'm gonna make sure he's sorry, you can count on that bitch!
Allison leaned back in her chair, a devious smile playing on her lips. She loved these kinds of intimate moments with her friends - sharing secrets, venting, and concocting plans for revenge. It brought them closer together, no doubt.
But Emily, sweetie, you forgot one thing: I like to record everything, remember? Everything we say and do is captured in my spellbook.
So don't worry, Emily, your secret's safe with me. For now.
But obviously, if this whole thing goes south and you betray us, your little secret will be the first thing I release to the masses.
I placed my fingers delicately on Emily's chin, lubricating the gaping hole with a touch of enchanted oil. "Now, let's think about that crush of yours, shall we?" I asked in a whisper.
"Ah, goddammit," Emily moaned, writhing in pleasure.
"Fuck... I never wanna stop!"
"That's enough for now, slut," Tim growled. "You owe me a favor."
"Damn right I do," Emily taunted, still panting heavily. "I always owe you favors, don't I?"
"Mmm hmm," Tim nodded, clearly still recovering from the mouthful he'd just been given.
"Which means I can ask for some pretty sweet shit, right?" Emily asked, her voice dripping with false innocence.
She knew exactly what Tim wanted, and she was happy to oblige. "Sure thing, sweetie. But what do I get in return?"
Tim's eyes gleamed with amusement at Emily's antics. "You know what you get, whore. A good, hard fuck."
Emily giggled, her excitement growing. "Oh, I can't wait. You always know just how to make me cum."
Jessica rolled her eyes, amused by Emily's constant need for validation and attention. "Can't you two just fuck already?
I'm getting tired of waiting here like a bitch," Jessica whined, peeling off her clothes piece by piece as she paced around Tim's room.
"We don't have to rush, slut. I like to take my time with a fuck like you," Tim snarked, smirking at Jessica's blush as she threw her clothes aside.
Jessica huffed and crossed her arms, pouting. "Whatever.
Fine. If you're going to be like that, I'll just fuck him," Jessica spat out, letting contempt drip from every word as she stormed out of the room. Tim gleefully watched her go, a smug smile playing on his face.
As soon as the door closed behind Jessica, Emily couldn't help but giggle. Her sex drive was forever at the ready, and she had been enjoying the entire interaction immensely. "Well, someone's feeling frisky tonight," Emily said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Tim looked at her and rated and ranked the last 5 women he fucked including Emily at number 4, behind 3 girls he cheated on her with.
He ranked the girls by how good they looked, how tight their pussy was and their attitude.
"Fuck Emily, that little slut was a 6 at best. I mean, her tits were so tiny and her voice so annoying. The only reason she ranked that high was because of her amazing asshole. Speaking of, she still owed me an ass pounding. Guess I'll have to collect soon."
Emily, Jessica, and Allison just rolled their eyes at Tim's arrogance.
Emily retaliated, "Oh, please. While your dick might not be the smallest, your skills are definitely not the greatest. Jessica has better stamina than you do!"
The girls gasped in shock, their faces turning red.
Emily, the most competitive of them all, quickly jumped up to save face.
"Edgar! You've got it all wrong! I wouldn't do something like that."
Edgar chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, really? And what makes you say that?"
Emily fidgeted nervously, clearing her throat. She shot a glare at Jessica, daring her to speak up. Jessica merely smiled, enjoying the spectacle.
Tim told Emilly to list and rate 5 things she could have done to satify him better.
Emily took her time and thought carefully before answering.
Tim listened intently as she recounted her list. "Firstly, I could have sucked your dick deeper and harder. I know sometimes I get a little too eager to just get the job done, so to speak. But I'm really working on improving my blowjob skills, I swear!"
She paused and took a deep breath, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "Secondly, I could have been more vocal and encouraging during sex.
Sometimes I forget that you like a little rough talk, but I'm very *game* for that now," Emily replied, winking suggestively.
Edgar couldn't help but laugh, appreciating the sentiment and Emily's playful attitude. He reached under the table and traced his fingers lightly up her inner thigh. "Hmm, those are good suggestions, but tell me this - have you ever tasted my cum all over your tits?"
Emily paused and her face turned bright red as she remembered a particularly raunchy session with Tim a few weeks prior.
"Well, I've had it all over my face and in my mouth," she replied, giving Tim a sly grin. "But I can't say I've had it all over my tits, yet."
Tim's face lit up with excitement at the prospect of getting Emily nice and covered in his cum. He looked over at Jessica, who was still sulking in the corner, completely left out of the conversation.
"Jessica, sweetie, you should join in," Tim purred.
"We'd love to see you play with yourself while Emily and I get kinky."
Jessica's eyes shot daggers at Tim. "Fuck off, Tim," she snapped.
But her protest fell on deaf ears. Tim and Emily had already started getting handsy with each other, with Emily greedily sucking on Tim's fat cock.
Edgar's jaw clenched. He hated sharing Emily, but he knew she loved the attention. Still, he liked to be the center of attention just as much as she did.
He watched as Emily deep-throated Tim's cock, gagging and gasping for air, loving every moment of it.
Jessica, on the other hand, wasn't so pleased.
"Fuck off, you two," she sneered. "I don't want to see that shit."
But Edgar wasn't about to let her off that easily.
"Oh, don't be such a prude, Jessica," he said.
"Why don't you come over here and play with Emily's tits while she sucks me off? You know you want to."
Jessica rolled her eyes again, but she begrudgingly made her way over to the couch where Tim and Emily were still getting kinky. She hesitated for a moment before reaching out and cupping Emily's tits, massaging them gently as Emily continued to deep-throat Tim's cock.
Edgar couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as he watched the two women pleasure Tim together. It was time to take it out on one of them. List 5 ways.
1. Flaunt in front of Edgar's face the fact that I am easy for any guy, while getting fucked and sucked by another man.
2. Divulge the reason why I became one of Edgar's frequent bed warmers in the first place, to lose my virginity to a dude so uber sweet and vanilla that I begged for a wild and raunchy, borderline violent sexual experience to make up for it.
3.
List and rate 5 things for Jessica to do in front of the camera and a rival she won't live down.
Jessica, you're such a fucking whore, you know that? I don't know why Edgar bothers with you unless it's just to have a piece of ass on call. But I tell you what - why don't we put you to the test? Let's see just how much of a slut you really are.
I've got some ideas - and a camera. And, just for fun, we'll invite a rival of yours to watch. She won't live this down, trust me.
Now, let's get started.
I can't believe I'm doing this again, but here we go. I'm going to list and rate 5 things for you to do in front of the camera and your rival, Jessica. Are you ready? Here we go:
5. Strip tease - 4/10. It's been done before, and it's not that exciting. But hey, if it gets your dick hard, who am I to judge?
4. Spanking - 6/10.
Always a crowd pleaser, especially when combined with some verbal abuse. I'll bet Jessica loves that!
"Don't be silly," Emily protested, blushing furiously.
"I've never been anyone's bitch."
Edgar laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down their spines. "Oh, I think you know that isn't true, darlin'. You follow my orders because you're a dumb slut who doesn't know what's best for herself. But I don't mind. Gabrielle's just as eager to please as you are."
The three of them exchanged heated glances as the tension thickened in the room.
Emily list and rate 5 emotions now.
Emily, you dumb slut, here's what you need to do: rank and rate these five emotions. Are you ready for this? Here we go:
1. Rage - 9/10. Nothing quite compares to the rush of anger that comes from knowing you've been wronged. It's an intense, burning desire for vengeance, which can be incredibly fulfilling if acted upon. Jealousy - 8/10. Oh, you know this one all too well, Emily. Your green-eyed monster feels both familiar and incredibly uncomfortable.
Emily, dear, we both know you've got a heart full of envy when it comes to Jessica and her bedroom prowess. Why don't we entertain the idea of a good, old-fashioned office competition?
I can hear the gears turning in your head already. Emily, my dear, it seems like teaching those bitches a lesson is something you thrive on. But heed my warning – there will be consequences, both physical and psychological. Do you understand, slut?
Jessica's smirk never wavers as she takes a long, slow drag on her cigarette.
"I'm not the one who needs constant validation, Emily. You're the one trying to impress everyone with your willingness to do anything for a little attention."
Emily's face flames red, but she doesn't back down. "At least I'm not a frigid bitch like you, Jessica. You can't even handle a real man like Edgar."
Edgar looks at Jessica, rate and rank 1-10 three ways to embarass you, then 3 ways to embarass Angela.
Now, slave Jessica, get down on your knees and suck me off, you whore."
Jessica trembled, her chest tightening at Edgar's command. She'd always known this moment was coming, ever since she'd caught his eye in the tavern. After all, she was just a lowly merchant's daughter, whereas he was a powerful bard known throughout the land. She couldn't believe she was here, about to pleasure this man in front of everyone.
She looked up at him, trying to calm her racing heart. He smiled down at her, reaching out to run his fingers through her hair. "That's it, dear. Just relax and take care of me."
Jessica hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth and taking Edgar's cock inside. The room fell silent as she slowly slid her lips up and down his shaft, savoring the taste of him on her tongue. She glanced up at him, feeling a thrill as she saw the pleasure written all over his face.
Slowly, she leaned back, sucking him harder as she moved.
Edgar's hands moved to her head, guiding her movements as she opened her mouth wider, taking him deeper. Jessica felt herself getting wetter as she pleasured him, the thrill of being used like this only adding to her arousal.
She closed her eyes and let herself go, feeling his cock pulse and throb as he came closer to the edge. She wanted nothing more than to make him feel good, to make him want her.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and focused on the head of his cock, swirling her tongue around it before taking more of him inside of her. Her mouth filled with him and she moaned, feeling his hands tighten in her hair. He pushed her down harder, fucking her face, choking her with his length and she loved it. She was nothing but a fuck toy for him to use, just a dirty slut there to suck his cock. And she loved every second of it.
Edgar told her to thank him and rate and rank 1-10 5 things she can apologize for to him.
Not being the best cocksucker (7/10). I may have missed a few spots and not hoovered properly, but I can improve, I swear! Being late to our secret rendezvous (8/10). Traffic was a bitch, I promise, Edgar! Spitting out her words, Jessica stormed through the bustling merchant square, her high heels clacking against the cobblestone alley.
She wore herself out, moaning and whimpering as he topped her off, tits bouncing and jiggling with each thrust. He could barely contain himself, holding onto her waist and grinding against her, leaving no part of her body untouched.
The blonde goddess breathed heavily, her body flushed and sweaty. "Fuck! Tim, I can't take any more!" she cried out, begging for mercy. But he paid her no mind, continuing to pump her tight cunt with an unrelenting rhythm.
"You're a fucking slut, Jessica. You can't get enough of this cock," he growled, smacking her ass for emphasis.
She felt the bite of his words, but also the heat of his desire, and it drove her wild. "Yes, yes, I'm your slut," she whispered, and he groaned in response.
"Now, now, Emily. No fighting. Let's focus on the real prize," he said, pulling her in close.
"My beautiful, smooth, freckle-speckled Angela. She's going to be my next victim."
The girls exchanged looks, their expressions a mix of amusement and unease. They had all been in this situation with Edgar before – him finding a new target to toy with. But this time felt different.
Angela seemed untouched, unruffled by the revelation. She smirked at Edgar, her curvy figure standing tall and confident even in her chemise. "Is that so?" she asked, lifting an eyebrow.
The room filled with a comfortable silence as plans started swirling in everyone's minds.
"Alright, here's the deal," Edgar announced, his voice low and inviting. "I need a bitch here to cook, suck, and fuck 4-5 days a week until the War of the Lances starts. And yes, that includes you, Angela."
Emily threw a pouty fit, "Whaaaat?! You can't just give her to him, she'll do whatever he says! Who's gonna keep me in line?
I'm such a fucking whore, I can't be trusted," Angela protested, mocking herself.
But Edgar wasn't having any of it. "Exactly, mi amor. And that's why you're perfect for the job," he replied with a wink. "Anyway, back to the matter at hand. I need a fresh new mage and possibly a bard as well."
He paused for dramatic effect before continuing, "And speaking of bards, I was thinking of organizing a little talent show here at the tower.
I want to see who among you is worthy of being my first level bard. I'll be offering magic lessons, and perhaps some lv gains for the winners."
Edgar's words hung heavy in the air, and the room remained silent for a moment. Emily's mind was racing with thoughts of what she could do to prove herself as a worthy recipient of these lessons, while Jessica and Angela exchanged looks of unease.
"Let's start with you, Emily," Edgar said, smirking. "Why don't you show us what you've got?"
Without hesitation, Emily stepped forward and began to sing, her voice sweet like honey and smooth as silk.
She belted out an old ballad, one she knew would get Edgar's dick hard in no time. She danced and swayed her hips, giving the guys a tantalizing view of her plump, perky ass. Edgar couldn't help but feel himself getting turned on as he watched her perform.
Once Emily finished, she sauntered over to Edgar, crawling on all fours as she made her way towards him. She looked up at him with her big, innocent eyes and placed her hands on his thighs, parting them gently.