Chapter 17: Jessica gives it up on film,
Jessica had always been one to push boundaries, and as she stood before Edgar and Angela, she knew she had to take things up a notch. With a sly grin, she pulled out a list of new kinks she was willing to try on film, one of which included TPS (tit-penis-sucking), a new form of pleasure she wanted to explore.
Edgar raised an eyebrow, looking intrigued. "TPS? That's a new one."
Jessica nodded, pursing her lips. She laughed and said, I'm such a stupid whore and rolled her eyes. I meant Total Power Exchange.
I'm a kinky fucking bitch who loves being dominated, bossed around, and humiliated."
Jessica's words hung heavy in the air, and a lascivious smile spread across Edgar's face. He was no stranger to kinky fucking bitches, but he couldn't help feeling like Jessica might be something special.
"As much as I enjoy watching you grovel, I think it's time for us to get down to business," Edgar said with a smirk.
Allison, who had been observing the entire scene from her throne, stepped forward, clad in a low-cut dress that showcased her ample cleavage. "Come, dear Angela," she purred, extending a hand. "It's your turn to demonstrate your skills."
Angela hesitantly took Allison's hand, her eyes never leaving Edgar's. He Chuckled softly, the sound rude and unnerving. Jessica @Side bitch Queen @Camera Here are 5 ways rated 1-10 to be your TPS side bitch.
(7/10) Spend entire parties and gatherings with me attached to my chest via a leash, serving as a living drink holder for guests. (8/10) Let me sit at your feet, massaging them sexually while I wear a butt plug that has a remote-controlled vibrator. (9/10) Wear a cat suit made of clear vinyl and hold a string that's attached to your cock, leading guests to believe it's a dog leash.
(10/10) Let me suck your cock whenever and wherever, even if it's in the middle of a formal dinner party during the main course. This will surely turn heads and get everyone talking.
Angela's mind raced as she thought of what to choose. She was no stranger to kinky sex acts, but the idea of doing something so publicly made her heart race. "The last one," she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper.
Edgar's grin grew wider as he heard her answer.
"Perfect," he said, "that's the kind of spirit I like to see in my girls." He nodded to Allison, who was still holding Angela's hand. "Let's get started then."
Allison led Angela to the middle of the room, where a makeshift stage had been set up. Jessica and her cameraman were already there, getting ready to film the scene. Angela felt a shiver run down her spine as she saw the camera pointed at her, but she knew she couldn't back down now.
Not with Allison and Edgar watching, and definitely not after the humiliating display she had put on earlier.
Allison grinned as she saw Angela hesitate. "Come on, sweetheart. You can do this." She gave Angela's hand a reassuring squeeze, and then stepped back to join Edgar, who was already stripping off his clothes.
Jessica adjusted the camera, winking at Angela. "You know what to do, babe."
Angela felt her heart racing, but she knew Jessica was right. She had done this before, many times in fact.
Angela had always been open to new experiences, especially when it came to pleasuring her lovers. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and knelt on the stage. She slowly crawled towards Edgar, her big tits swaying with each movement. She was a vision to behold, a dirty whore determined to please her master.
"Come on now, Angela. You can do better than that," Edgar said, his tone commanding and demanding.
She looked up at him, her eyes full of lust and submission.
"Fuck, Edgar," she whimpered, "I'm going to suck your cock like a good little slut."
Edgar chuckled, watching as Emily fell to her knees in front of him. He reached out to grasp her long, curly hair, gripping it firmly in his fist. "That's it, Emily, open your mouth and take it all in."
Emily obeyed, her lips parting instinctually as she wrapped them around the base of Edgar's shaft.
Angela watched, feeling a pang of jealousy but also a perverse pleasure at the sight of her best friend servicing her man.
Edgar groaned with pleasure, tossing his head back as he let Emily have her way with him. Angela clenched her fists in frustration, knowing that she would never receive such pleasure from Edgar.
'Fuck this,' Angela thought, standing up suddenly. 'I deserve to feel good too.'
She marched towards Edgar, pushing Emily aside and dropping to her knees in front of him.
With a wicked grin, she took the tip of his cock in her mouth and wrapped her plump lips around it. 'That's right, sweetheart,' Edgar groaned, tangling his fingers in Angela's hair as she worked her magic. 'This is what you were born to do.'
Jessica let out a low chuckle as she watched her friends compete for Edgar's affection. The sight of Angela on her knees, looking up at Edgar with a mixture of adoration and lust, was almost too much for Jessica to bear.
She knew she had to join in on the fun.
"Emily, Angela, share and share alike," Jessica said, pushing them both out of the way. "I'll show you both how it's done."
With that, Jessica lunged forward and began to expertly suck Edgar's cock, eliciting a loud moan from him. He couldn't believe the level of skill and dedication these women had when it came to pleasuring him.
But just as things were heating up, there was a loud knock at the door.
Edgar cursed under his breath, breaking away from Jessica's skilled mouth. "Damn, who the fuck could that be?" He muttered to himself as he stood up, his cock still thick and hard from their heated exchange.
"Think it's one of my business associates," Allison suggested, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "Or perhaps someone here to collect on a debt."
Angela shivered, her nipples peaking beneath her sheer, lacey gown.
She had never been more anxious to service a man before, but today was different. Today, it wasn't just about pleasing Edgar – it was about proving to herself that she was worthy of his attention. Emily stood next to her, a smug look on her face.
"So, Angela, you think you can out-whore me today?" Emily taunted, letting her fingers trace the collar around her neck. "Or are you going to come crawling to me with your tail between your legs?"
Angela snarled in response, determined to shut Emily up once and for all.
Angela stood up, her tits bouncing with each step, and marched over to where Edgar sat on his throne. "Shut up, cunt," Angela snarled, grabbing Emily by the hair and yanking her up to her feet. "I'll show you who's the real whore here."
Emily's eyes flashed with anger, but she didn't dare resist Angela. Instead, she gritted her teeth and prepared for battle.
Edgar watched the spectacle with a mixture of amusement and disbelief. He chuckled.
"I like it when you show off, Ang. But remember, you owe me for this later."
Angela gulped, not entirely impressed by that response. She glanced over at Emily, who was still on her knees, her mouth fully occupied by the Captain's massive member. "So, Emily, have you thought about any new kinks you'd like to try?" Angela asked with a smirk.
Emily looked up, her eyes glistening with determination.
"Well, Angela, I've always wanted to try one of those public blowjob contests that they have in seedy bars. You know, the kind where the first slut to make her man cum wins."
Angela raised an eyebrow, feeling a flutter in her chest. "That's certainly an interesting idea, Emily. Perhaps we should make it a bit more challenging though. How about a beach blowjob contest, where we compete to see who can suck cock the best while getting knocked around by waves and sand."
Emily's mouth curved into a wicked grin.
"Oh, I like the way you think, Angela. A beach blowjob contest sounds absolutely perfect. And just to make it even more challenging, why don't we invite a few more of our friends to join us? I bet they'd love to see us compete against each other like the dirty whores we are."
Angela nodded, her mind already whirling with the possibilities. "I'll have my maid prepare some outfits for the occasion. Something slutty and comfortable enough for us to move around on the sand.
The tighter, the better," Angela demanded, playing with a handful of fabrics brought to her by a serving girl. "This looks perfect, yeah?" She said, holding up a tiny, skimpy piece of fabric. It was a triangular strip of material that didn't even go below her belly button. Her tits hung out proudly for everyone to admire, bouncing with each movement.
"Surprisingly côté the norm, Angela. You're always pushing the envelope," Emily said, a wry smile on her lips.
"Why not try something more... vanilla?"
Angela scoffed. "Vanilla is for pussies, Em. I'm a fucking whore, and I want everyone to know it."
I want you to wear something that screams 'slut' but also keeps you comfortable enough to move around on the sand. How about this skimpy little two-piece? It's basically just a few strings holding together some triangles of fabric. Perfect for showing off your tits and ass."
Angela grinned, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she looked at the outfit. "Oh, I like it. It's perfect for a day at the beach. And I think I have just the right pair of shoes to go with it – six-inch stiletto heels.
Jessica and Emily grinned in unison, their eyes sparkling with devilish delight.
Meanwhile, Allison stood up from her throne, her-long legs gracefully sliding out from her chair with a provocative swish of her dress. She joined the two women, her big tits jiggling luxuriantly.
"That's it, ladies," Allison cooed, twirling a strand of blond hair around her finger.
"You two look like the perfect pair of beach whores."
Jessica and Emily giggled in response, their nipples already hardening in anticipation of the fun that awaited them.
Edgar, our dear Captain, was watching the scene with a mixture of amusement and arousal. He leaned back in his throne, his finger tracing the outline of his mouth. "Well, this is certainly shaping up to be an interesting day," he said, his voice low and sultry.
His eyes lingered on each of the women in front of him, taking in their provocative outfits and the expressions of determination on their faces.
"You three have always been a wild bunch," he said, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "but I must admit, my little fuck dolls, that I am rather excited to see what you have planned for tonight."
Emily beamed with pride, reaching up to adjust the string of pearls around her neck. "We've had a little surprise planned for you, fuckboy," she said, her eyes shining with mischief.
"Jessica, Emily, and I thought we'd put on a show for you." Emily looked at them, a sly smirk on her face. "We've hired a cameraman to record our little performance and play it back for all your work associates, colleagues, and family members."
Edgar gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. "What the fuck are you girls talking about?" he asked, his voice hoarse.
Jessica, Emily, and I exchanged devious glances. "Well, you see, fuckboy," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm, "we figured we'd give you a little treat for all the hard work you do. That is why we've hired a cameraman to record us giving you the best blowjob of your life."
Edgar looked stunned. He opened his mouth to protest, but Jessica quickly cut him off.
"Oh, don't be a party pooper, fuckboy," she said, giving him a sultry wink. "Just imagine the shocked faces of all your coworkers, work associates, and family members as they watch the video of Emily and I competing to see who can give you the best blowjob. It'll be them talking about our skills, not ours."
Edgar hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. But then his eyes flicked to Jessica's tits, just visible through her thin outfit.
"Fuck, I want to see those bouncing while you suck my cock," he said, his voice rough with need.
Jessica smirked, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Sure thing, fuckboy," she said, leaning forward to wrap her lips around his cock.
Allison, Emily, and Angela exchanged amused looks. "Looks like Jessica's got this one in the bag," Allison deadpanned.
But just as Edgar was about to cum, there was a sudden commotion at the door.
Angela and Jessica list and rate 1-10 ways you let guys know you were sexually avaulable.
Jessica was quick to list off, "Walking around in a tank top and no bra, strutting in stiletto heels, chewing gum sensuously, and twirling a strand of hair while flirting."
Angela added some of her own, like sending unsolicited nudes and inviting friends to join in on threesomes. Emily, feeling left out, chimed in with a scoff, "As if you two ever got any attention from guys before me."
Edgar overheard this comment and snorted at the audacity of Emily's words.
He cast his gaze upon her and the others who had gathered outside the throne room, a wicked grin split his face.
"You three are my favorite entertainers," he drawled, striding towards the group. "But unfortunately for you, there's not enough time for me to watch your little offering tonight."
The women blinked at one another, their hearts racing with disappointment. Angela gritted her teeth, her eyes snapping with anger.
"Lucky for us," she snapped, sailing past Edgar and storming into the throne room.
Jessica and Emily exchanged a look, their eyes narrowed on the retreating figure. "Are you sure that's wise?" Jessica whispered, her tone suggesting that she was about to question Angela's mental stability.
"Of course it is," Angela snapped back, her irritation bubbling over as she slammed her hand down onto the table in front of them. "I can't stand getting beaten out by some stuck-up whore who flaunts her good fortune in everyone's face."
Jessica and Emily exchanged a confused look.
"What the fuck are you talking about, Angela?" Jessica asked.
Angela sighed and rolled her eyes. "Just watch," she said, gesturing toward the door. "Watch as they all come crawling back to me, begging for my attention and validation."
Emily couldn't help but snort at this. "Yeah, because that's exactly what guys want - a clingy, needy slut who can't stand being alone for a minute," she said, lighting up a cigarette and taking a long drag.
The sound of giggling drew their attention back to the door.
Angela opened it with a flourish and there stood their friend Sarah with a camera in hand. She looked like a deer caught in headlights when she saw their outfits.
"Whoa, what the fuck is going on here?" Sarah exclaimed as she took in Jessica's skimpy bikini and Emily's lacy see-through lingerie. Angela's outfit was equally revealing, with her perky tits spilling out of her top and her short shorts barely covering her ass.
They invited Edgar to the beach to see who could suck him off better while listening to the surf.
Emily and Angela couldn't resist the opportunity to spice things up and brought a camera with them to record the action. Jessica, feeling a little left out, decided to take things to the next level and invited a few of her own friends to the beach as well.
As they arrived, Jessica wasted no time in setting up the camera and positioning Emily and Angela for their blowjob contest. The two of them knelt before Edgar, eager to please him and prove their skills.
Jessica was wearing nothing but her skimpy triangle bikini, while Emily wore a lacy see-through lingerie set. They both knew which buttons to push to get a rise out of Edgar.
Emily started first, wrapping her plump lips around the base of Edgar's cock and taking him in deep. Jessica could see the veins standing out on the side of his neck as he leaned his head back and groaned.
Jessica waited a moment, putting on a seductive show before following suit.
She expertly wrapped her lips around his shaft, savoring the taste and feeling of his cock in her mouth. Angela's own eyes glazed over with jealousy as she watched them both.
As the two women sucked Edgar off, they started messing around, pulling each other's swimsuits and lingerie aside to better pleasure their man. Jessica and Emily's tits jiggled as they touched one another, pushing each other away and then pulling each other back in, teasing Edgar and Angela both.