Chapter 15: Inteligence gathering and exes
Edgar sat back in his throne, watching as Allison presented the outfits she had picked out for Emily and Angela. "Just like that? You're really going to wear that for me?" Emily exclaimed, eyes sparkling with excitement.
"I'm going to be the hottest fucking slut in Kalaman tonight."
Edgar smirked, his eyes roaming over Emily's curvy frame. "You certainly have the tits for it."
Emily giggled, blushing slightly at the compliment. "Thanks, Edgar. You're not so bad yourself."
Meanwhile, Angela was seething with jealousy as she watched Emily and Edgar flirt shamelessly.
"You know what, fuck this," Angela spat, storming out of the throne room.
Allison sighed, shaking her head. "I can never trust her to behave," she muttered.
Edgar chuckled, amused by Allison's frustration. "Don't worry about her. Let's focus on you and Emily for now.
I want you both to go to the magic shop and find any information on the weaknesses of the dragoconians.
And Emily, I want you to use your charm and wit to gather any useful gossip or rumors from the shopkeeper."
Emily grinned, excited by the challenge.
"You got it, boss. I'll have that shopkeeper eating out of the palm of my hand." She winked at Edgar, whose eyes gleamed with approval.
Allison couldn't help but roll her eyes at Emily's antics, but she had to admit, the girl had talent. She gestured to the door, indicating for Emily to lead the way.
As they walked through the bustling streets of Kalaman towards the magic shop, Allison caught Edgar's eye and gave him a knowing smirk.
"Oh, she's definitely going to use her charm all right," Allison said, nodding towards Emily.
Edgar raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Mm-hmm. And I have a feeling it's going to be a wild ride."
"I can hardly wait," Edgar replied, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
They entered the magic shop, the bell above the door jingling cheerily as they stepped inside.
Emily immediately set to work, flirting with the shopkeeper and asking leading questions about the dragoconians.
Allison watched with amusement as Emily twirled her hair and giggled, laying it on thick to get information out of the old man.
Meanwhile, Allison slipped away to peruse the shop's selection of potions and scrolls.
She found a few promising items, including a scroll with a spell that could potentially weaken the dragoconians' magic resistance.
As she examined the scroll, she felt a presence behind her.
She turned to see Edgar, his eyes gleaming with excitement at the discovery.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he whispered, his voice dripping with innuendo. Allison blushed, realizing that she had zoned out and forgotten that Edgar was with her.
"Oh, just some scrolls and potions," she said casually, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Mmm, I see," Edgar said, his eyes scanning the items in Allison's hands.
"But I bet I can find something here that's even better."
He reached around Allison, his arm brushing against her breast as he picked up a potion from the shelf. "This one here," he said, his voice low and husky. "It's called 'Divine Desire'. It enhances sexual pleasure and libido for up to an hour."
Allison couldn't help but giggle at Edgar's antics. "Is that so?
Sounds like just the thing for a little bedroom playtime," Allison said, winking at Edgar.
Edgar chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Indeed. But first, let's make sure we have all the information we need from the shopkeeper."
Allison nodded in agreement, her mind already racing with ideas for how to use the potion.
As Emily continued to charm the shopkeeper, Allison discreetly snuck a few vials of the Divine Desire potion into her bag.
Edgar watched approvingly, his eyes glimmering with excitement. They exchanged a Devilish grin before heading to Edgar's private quarters.
Once inside, Edgar locked the door behind them, his hunger growing knowing they were finally alone. Allison's heart began to pound with anticipation as she looked up at her powerful king. "How did your meeting with Angela go? Did she bother you?" she asked, batting her eyelashes seductively.
Edgar's eyes flashed with amusement as he leaned against the wall and cross his arms.
"Well, my little slut, Angela was her usual spiteful self. But I managed to keep her in check."
Allison rolled her eyes, her smile fading. "I bet you did. I swear, that woman is such a fucking bitch sometimes." She walked closer to Edgar and wrapped her arms around his waist, her curves pressing against him.
Edgar chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, his hands resting on her ass. "That's why I love having you two around.
You're always so obedient and eager to fuck. It's the perfect stress relief," Edgar continued, smirking at Allison.
She giggled and ran her hands up his chest, feeling his hard muscles beneath his shirt. "I hope you don't think we're just good for sex, Edgar."
"Oh no, my little slut. I know you're more than just a sex object," he reassured her, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"You're also my loyal, horny little bitch."
Allison stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "Yeah, yeah, I know. But I have other qualities too."
Edgar chuckled and leaned down to nip at her earlobe, causing her to shiver in pleasure. "Oh, I know you do. And I appreciate all of them. But right now, all I can think about is how wet and ready you are for me."
Allison moaned as he began to trail kisses down her neck, his hands sliding under her shirt to caress her breasts.
"God, you taste so sweet, bitch," he breathed, teasing her nipple with the tip of his tongue.
Emily watched enviously as the two of them made out, her own disappointment evident as she realized she hadn't been chosen for this round.
But she wasn't one to brood. She had spent the past week preparing for her big victory, and she was determined not to let a little jealousy ruin her plans.
The three of them made their way to the throne room, where the audience had gathered to witness the conclusion of the game.
Emily and Angela couldn't help but feel a little nervous, especially since they knew that they were both about to be humiliated in front of the crowd. But Allison seemed confident and at ease, as if she had been planning this moment for weeks.
As the girls approached the throne, Edgar stood up and greeted them with a sly smile. "Ah, my lovely sluts. Ready to put on a show?"
Angela gritted her teeth, determined not to let the bastard get to her.
"I'll do whatever it takes to win, even if it means getting on my hands and knees for you," she snarked, glaring at Edgar defiantly. Emily, always the more level-headed of the two, tried to interject. "Wait, what? No, Angela, that's not what-"
But her protest was drowned out by the cheers of the crowd.
Emily couldn't help but feel angry at the situation - she had been nothing but loyal to Edgar, and now she was about to be humiliated on camera for his amusement.
But Angela was right - winning was everything, even if it meant getting on her hands and knees and letting the ex who treated her like shit watch. Emily took a deep breath and followed Angela to the stage.
The crowd roared with excitement as they approached the bed that had been set up in the center of the room.
Emily couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment as she saw the camera pointed at them, but she pushed it aside and focused on the task at hand.
"Well, well, well," Edgar purred, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Looks like we have our competitors for the final round."
The crowd clapped and hooted as Angela and Emily climbed onto the bed and got into position. Emily tried not to look directly at her ex, but she couldn't help but feel a pang of humiliation as he leered at her.
Her heart raced as she wondered what was going to happen next.
She glanced at Angela, who looked just as uncomfortable.
But the other girl wasn't going to let a little thing like pride get in the way of winning.
She smirked at Emily and began to crawl seductively towards their ex, her tits bouncing with every movement.
Edgar chuckled and looked over at Allison, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Looks like things are about to get interesting," he said, a sly smile on his face.
Allison smirked, nodding in agreement. She knew exactly what Edgar had planned, and she couldn't wait to see the look on Angela's face when she realized what was happening.
"Let the games begin," Edgar declared, clapping his hands together.
The cameras started rolling as Angela and Emily began to engage in a passionate make-out session, their bodies pressed up against each other as they moaned and gasped.
Edgar sat back in his throne, enjoying the show, and Allison stood by the side of the stage with a wicked grin on her face.
Suddenly, the door burst open and in strode two of the girls' exes, both looking equally shocked and angry.
"What the fuck is going on here?! I can't believe you're stooping down to this level, Emily," Jake snarled at his former lover, his fists clenched at his sides.
Jessica's eyes gleamed with malice as she looked up at Jake, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips suggestively.
"Oh, Jake, baby. Don't be like that. You know I love putting on a show for you," she purred, sliding her hands up Jake's biceps.
Jake growled, his eyes rolling skyward as he tried to resist the temptation of Jessica's come-on.
"Fuck, Jessica. I didn't come here for this. I'm just here to talk to Emily," he ground out, tearing his arm from her grasp. Jessica pouted, her lips forming a cute pouty expression.
"At least let me give you a farewell blowjob?" she pleaded, sinking to her knees and flicking open Jake's belt. Jake looked from Emily to Jessica and back again, conflict etched on his handsome features.
"Come on, Jake, just give me a little taste before you go," Jessica begged, her voice dripping with desperation.
"Quit begging, slut. You'll get your chance after I win this competition," Jake spat, before turning to Emily with an apologetic look. "I really didn't come here for this, Em. I swear."
Emily shrugged, trying to keep up the appearance of cool indifference. "Whatever, Jake. You do you.
I'll just be over here sucking dick and getting paid for it," Jessica snarked, giving Jake a wicked grin as she stroked his cock through his pants. Jake glared at her, but the look was lost on Jessica as she was too engrossed in playing with his dick.
"God, you're such a fucking slut, Jessica. Can't even wait five minutes before you start begging for cock," Emily said, rolling her eyes.
Jessica shrugged nonchalantly, a smug smile on her face.
"So? If I'm gonna be a whore, might as well make money from it." She winked at Jake and slipped off her shirt, revealing her plump D cups in all their glory.
Tim chuckled at the scene unfolding before him. He was lying on a couch, enjoying the view, and his dick was already rock hard. "Well, if anyone's gonna be a whore, looks like it's Jessica." Tim smirked, running his hand over his own cock.
"And I see you've already got a taker, Emily."
Emily rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at Jake, but deep down, she was pissed. She had tried so hard to be more than just a fucking whore for Edgar, but here she was, getting fucked on camera for his entertainment.
Meanwhile, Angela was seething. She couldn't believe what Emily was doing. How could anyone be that shameless? Angela had always prided herself on being the better woman, but now she doubted herself.
"You know what?
Fuck it," Angela muttered, her anger getting the better of her. She turned to Jake, her expression dripping with malice. "I'll show you just how much of a whore I can be, Emily."
With that, Angela peeled off her clothes, revealing her own impressive set of tits. She crawled over to Jake, her body moving in a way that was both seductive and threatening.
Jake looked from Emily to Angela and back again, his eyes wide with shock.
"What the fuck is going on here, Angela? I thought you were better than this."
Angela arched an eyebrow and looked at Jake with a sly grin. "I am, but sometimes a girl needs to do what a girl needs to do. And right now, I need to make Edgar pay for all the ways he's humiliated me."
Jake's heart pounded in his chest as he watched Angela straddle him and begin to grind her hips against his cock.
"Fuck me, Jake," she whispered, her eyes burning with lust.
Jake hesitated for a moment, but Angela's breasts stood proudly in his face, taunting him.
"Please, Jake, I need you. I need to feel you inside me," she pleaded, her hand wrapping around his cock, stroking him rhythmically.
Jake groaned, unable to resist the longing in her voice. He leaned forward, capturing her mouth in a fiery kiss as she straddled his lap.
"Take off my pants, whore," she demanded, rubbing her tits everywhere.
Jake didn't need further encouragement and quickly slid her pants down, exposing her bare pussy.
She threw her head back and started fucking him like there was no tomorrow, her moans growing louder by the second.
Meanwhile, Emily watched in frustration as her ex was being thoroughly fucked in front of her.
She wanted to be the one in control, not the other way around.
But, she had to admit, it was hot as fuck watching Angela take charge like that.
Emily couldn't help but feel a pang of admiration for Angela's ballsiness, especially after Angela stomped out the door in a fit of rage earlier that morning.
As Angela worked her magic on Jake's cock, Emily oiled up her own body, eager to join in on the fun. Tim grabbed a chair and positioned himself in front of the bed, his hard dick bouncing up and down impatiently.
Emily came over and pulled him close, whispering dirty things into his ear as she rubbed his cock against her tight cunt.
"I want you to fuck me rough, big boy. Use me like a whore and then leave me begging for more," she purred, her words dripping with lust.
Jake groaned and grabbed her hips, slamming her down onto his cock with a primal grunt.
Angela watched in awe as they fucked, her own pussy clenching at the thought of being filled up just as roughly.
But she wasn't the type to be left out, so she wriggled out of Jake's grip and positioned herself behind Emily.
She wrapped her arms around her waist and started fingering her as she moaned and writhed on Tim's cock.
"Oh, fuck yes. Right there, Angela. That's it," Emily cried out, her body trembling with pleasure. Jake watched in awe as the two women fucked each other in front of him, their moans filling the room.
Meanwhile, Allison sat back in her throne, a satisfied smile on her face. She loved watching her sluts in action, especially when they were pushing each other's boundaries.
It was all part of her plan to break them down and build them back up again, stronger and more obedient than before.
As Angela and Emily fucked like rabbits, Edgar couldn't help but join in. He slipped his hand into Allison's pants and started fingering her, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet cunt as she moaned and writhed in pleasure.
"Oh, yes, master. I'm your little slut, remember?" she purred, her words dripping with lust.
Edgar didn't need any more encouragement, he grabbed Angela's hips and thrust into her deep and hard, causing her to cry out in pleasure. He fucked her with all his might, the sound of their skin slapping against each other echoing through the room.
"You fucking negligent cunt! You can't even suck a dick right?" he snarled, pulling out and slapping her ass.
"Fuck you, and the horse you rode in on!" Emily shouted back, her eyes blazing with fury.
Jake grunted and slammed back into her, his thrusts growing rougher and more forceful with every second.
"Mmm, Jakes fucks like a god, doesn't he?" Angela moaned sarcastically, her hand expertly jerking Tim's throbbing cock.
" God damn, you fucking slut, I never knew you could suck cock this good," she jeered, her voice dripping with venom and contempt.
Tim just grunted in response, eyes glazing over as he reveled in her skillful mouth. "Right here, right now. You owe me a good fucking, and you're gonna give me one," he grunted, grabbing her by the throat and pushing her down onto his lap. He seized her wrists and pinned them above her head, holding her down as he thrust savagely into her.
Meanwhile, Jessica couldn't help but watch in awe at the show in front of her. "Holy shit, Angela really is a dirty slut," she exclaimed to no one in particular. She took out her phone, snapped a few pictures of Angela's ass in the air, and sent them to some guys in her contact list.
Back on her throne, Allison was enjoying the spectacle as well, a sly smile on her face. She watched as Edgar and Tim fucked Angela and Emily relentlessly, their bodies moving in a primal rhythm.
She knew that she and Edgar would make sure these girls never lived this down.
The thought alone was exciting for Allison, but seeing the two exes fuck each other on camera brought a whole new level of twisted pleasure.
Edgar's grin was wicked and maniacal, watching the girls go at it while fingering Allison relentlessly. His dick throbbed in his pants, eager to be released and let out its load.
"Master, please," Allison cried out, body trembling with anticipation. "Fuck me, Edgar.
I need to feel your dick inside me," Allison moaned, spreading her legs wider for him.
Edgar didn't hesitate and pulled out his cock, plunging it deep into Allison's wet cunt. She cried out in pleasure, her back arching as he fucked her hard and fast.
Meanwhile, Tim was still going strong, pounding into Emily with all his might. Her tits bounced wildly with each thrust, and she gripped the bedsheets tightly as she took every inch of him.
"God, you're such a whore," Jake murmured hoarsely, chemical pleasure clouding his judgement. He had always viewed her as nothing more than a bitchy airhead, but her skilled lips on his cock had changed his mind in an instant.
"Tell me you like it," Emily purred, taunting her ex. "Tell me you've never had someone as good as me before."
Emily sensed his pride starting to crack, and she revelled in it. "Admit it.