Chapter 19: Sluts troll bystanders
Edgar sat on his throne, a sly grin on his face as he watched Angela, Jessica, and Emily compete with one another to prove who was the most obedient and dedicated slut. He glanced over at Allison, who sat next to him, her long legs crossed, a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"So, which one do you think will come out on top?" Allison asked, her voice dripping with amusement.
Edgar leaned back in his throne and pondered the question for a moment.
"I think it will depend on how much they're willing to do to impress me," he said, fixating his gaze on Emily. "Listen up, you three," he continued.
"We're going to play a game called 'Who Can Please Me Best.' The winner gets to be my exclusive whore for the week, and the losers will have to do whatever the winner commands. Understood?"
Angela, Jessica, and Emily all nodded eagerly, their pussies already damp with excitement.
"First off, Jessica, come over here and show me those big ol' tits of yours." Jessica stood up and sauntered over to Edgar, her jiggling D cups on full display.
She pulled down the top of her dress, offering her tits to him like a platter. "Anything for you, master," she cooed, fluttering her eyelashes.
Edgar said, you have the biggest tits Jessica for sure but Angela's body is slightly better. Emily is the best cocksucker and is the best at dirty talk. Go out and do a quick tour of the city and return with stories of how you lowered your reputations.
First stop, the sex shop slutty outfits."
Emily, Jessica, and Angela rushed out of the throne room to complete Edgar's request. Their first stop was a sex shop where they spent a few hours trying on different outfits, laughing and joking about how slutty they looked. Emily decided on a skimpy leather catsuit with thigh-high boots and a whip. Jessica chose a school girl outfit with fishnet stockings and a plaid miniskirt.
Meanwhile back at the throne room Edgar looked at Allision and snapped his fingers. She reacted, unsure.
She hesitated, but she knew she couldn't disobey her orders. With a sigh, she began to suck his cock, hoping that this would be enough to please him and end the embarrassing scene.
He asked Allison how many times they should break a girl before Edgar breaks her in front of the girls.
Allison smirked, "Maybe four times, but it just depends on how strong the girl is. Some can handle more, some can't handle any at all."
Allison was a little uneasy as she was alone with Edgar and being broken in front of other girls was not her favorite activity.
But she knew that it was part of the game and that's what Edgar demanded. With a sigh, she finished filing her nails, her eyes fixed on Edgar who was leisurely stroking one of his swords.
"So, Allison, how many times do you think Jessica and Angela could take before they break?" Edgar asked, a cruel glint in his eyes.
"Oh, I don't know," Allison responded with a nonchalant shrug, pretending that she didn't care.
List and rate 5 ways 1-10 to try to break Jessica that might be too far.
(Be creative and use dirty but comic language)
1. Take her to a back alley and have her perform a blowjob for a line of strangers while Edgar watches, laughing at her pathetic attempts to please as many men as possible. Hire a whip-wielding dominatrix to teach Jessica a lesson she won't forget, focusing on her sensitive nipples and inner thighs. (9/10, maybe 10 if the dominatrix is particularly brutal)
3.
Tie her up and force her to watch as you and Edgar engage in a wild orgy with other women, encouraging her to join in but punishing her every time she hesitates or fails to perform adequately. Make her strip down naked in the middle of a crowded bar and perform a provocative dance while you and Edgar hurl degrading insults and lewd comments at her, gauging her reaction to see if she's truly ready to be broken.
(8/10, possibly edging towards 9 with some really mean-spirited comments)
5.
Make her swallow Edgar's sperm while being forced to make eye contact with you, or as you put it:
You're a dirty little slut, and you know exactly how to make me cum. Let's see how well you can take it when I fill your mouth with my load. Now suck it up, bitch. (9/10, probably just embarrassing enough for some readers, but definitely a pushing boundary for Jessica's limits)
Jessica returned to the throne room with a flushed face and a excited laugh.
"Oh my god, Allison, Edgar, you won't believe the things we saw! We found the sluttiest sex shop and dressed up in the most outrageous outfits. I felt like such a whore, but it was also so fucking hot," Jessica said as she twirled around to show off her new outfit.
Edgar chuckled and said, "I told you to go out and lower your reputations. And now, I have a special task for Angela.
I want you to go to the local spa and request a haircut from the most attractive male hairdresser there. Once you have him alone, ask for blowjob tips Make sure he knows that you're a filthy little slut who will do anything to please a man."
Angela's eyes widened in shock at Edgar's request. "B-but, Master, I don't know if I can do that," she stammered, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Do you want me to cast Charm Person or suggestion so you can, or you want to do it without magic?
Edgar asked, giving Angela a suggestive grin. She shivered at the thought of using magic-enhanced seduction, but she knew it was necessary to impress her Master. Fine, I'll do it, Angela replied, determined.
Edgar smacked her in the ass and said "What do you say"? She said Thank you so much for pushing my boundries.
I am a dirty slut and I need to be a good little whore. I can do it.
Edgar smiled and patted her on the head. "Good slut," he said. "Now go and show that hairdresser what a horny little bitch you are."
Angela nodded and walked out of the room, her heart racing with excitement and fear. She knew this was going to be a challenge, but she was determined to please Edgar and win the competition.
As soon as she stepped into the spa, she spotted the man she was looking for.
He was young, with piercing green eyes, and a chiseled jawline. Angela could feel her nipples harden at the sight of him.
She approached him and said, "Excuse me, I'm looking for a haircut. Are you the best hairdresser here?"
The man smiled at her and said, "I'd like to think so. I'm Michael. What can I do for you today?"
Angela took a deep breath and said, "Well, I was hoping to get some...
ah...extra attention. Something beyond the regular cut."
Michael raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Extra attention, you say? I have just the thing for you."
Then revealed a booklet titled "The Art of Teasing and Seduction: Tips for seducing your clientele." Angela gulped nervously, but she knew she couldn't back down now. She was a TPE submissive, and no matter how uncomfortable or humiliating the task, she had to complete it.
"I'm *a dirty, filthy slut*, Michael. I don't have permission to fuck or suck a new man and I need permission to cum.
I'm a whore, but I need the orders before I can take action," Angela said, her voice quivering.
Michael gave her a knowing smirk. "I see. Well, I can certainly offer you some tips that might help you get what you want, but I can't give you permission to do anything you shouldn't. Is that clear?"
Angela nodded eagerly. "Yes, of course. I just need some guidance."
"Alright then. Let's get started," Michael said, flipping through the pages of the booklet.
"First, it's important to make eye contact and keep steady, confident eye contact the entire time. It's a sign of dominance and control, and it will help you get into the mindset of submission."
Angela nodded, holding the hairdresser's gaze as he explained the basics of seduction to her. She felt her pussy pulsing with excitement, already so wet at the thought of submitting to this stranger's every whim.
"Good girl," Michael purred, his voice dripping with lust.
"Now, let's move on to step two - body language. I want you to arch your back and push your tits out, like this." He demonstrated, pulling back his shoulders and puffing out his chest. Angela followed suit, feeling self-conscious but excited at the same time.
"Now, this is important," Michael continued, resting his hand on her shoulder. "You want to maintain a dominant posture while still giving him full access to your body.
Use your hands to gently guide him towards your breasts, and let him natural flow of his hand as he explores your body."
Angela's breath quickened as Michael began to describe the next steps of seduction. She could feel herself getting wetter as she imagined being dominated by this handsome stranger.
"Next, we'll work on vocal cues. You want to let him know that you're confident and willing to please.
So, when he's fondling your breasts, let out a soft moan or say something like "oh yeah, baby, don't stop" or be more specific if you want "oh yes, play with my nipples, make them hard for you." Keep it dirty, but playful. You also want to make sure to mix in some teasing phrases like "you want me to suck your dick, don't you?" or "I bet you're huge" to make him want you even more.
But remember, the key is to keep it playful, not serious. You want to keep the atmosphere light and fun, even as you get hotter and heavier.
"Now, the most important part of seduction is your attitude. You have to be confident and in control, but also submissive and willing to please. It's a delicate balance, but if you can master it, you'll have any man eating out of the palm of your hand."
Angela listened intently as Michael continued to guide her through the art of seduction.
She took in his words like a sponge, absorbing every tip and trick he had to offer. She asked Michael to rate and rank 1-10 5 ways to grovel in front of him.
1. Get down on your knees and beg for his cock, pleading with him to give you the privilege of sucking it. (7/10, submissive but also a bit overdone)
2. Strip down completely naked and crawl towards him on all fours, whimpering and moaning like a helpless little puppy. (9/10, gets a little higher because it's humiliating but also shows submission)
3.
Lay on your back and spread your legs wide, offering yourself up to him like a sacrificial lamb. Plead with him to use your pussy for his pleasure, but make it clear that you are powerless to stop him. (8/10, a little dramatic but gets the point across)
4. Get on all fours and stick your ass in the air, asking him to take control of you in any way he sees fit. Be a good little whore and let him do whatever he wants to you.
Angela thanks him and curtseys to him for the input. She asks him to rate and rank 5 emotions he is feeling 1-10 about helping Angela.
Excitement (9/10) at the thought of putting his seduction tips to good use and potentially witnessing Angela's oral skills firsthand.
2. Amusement (8/10) at Angela's submissive eagerness to please and her willingness to do anything to win Edgar's favor.
3. Confidence (8/10) in Michael's own seduction abilities, having honed them over years of experience with various sexual partners.
4.
Arousal (7/10) at the thought of seeing Angela's mouth around his cock and the potential of fulfilling his own sexual desires.
5. Skepticism (6/10) about Angela's ability to fully submit to his instruction and follow through with her submission.
Meanwhile, Emily and Jessica arrived at the local spa and made their way inside. The smell of incense and essential oils filled the air, and the walls were lined with bottles of hair care products and tools for grooming.
Jessica and Emily made their way over to the reception desk, where a petite woman with short black hair and a low-cut top greeted them.
"Hi there, welcome to Spa Serenity! I'm Kim. How can I help you today?" she asked with a bright smile.
We would like one of you ladies to give us a haircut while we spill some tea.
Let's find out who among you has the best communication skills. Embrace your inner domme and guide us through our haircuts, as well as sharing your best sexual experiences and any juicy gossip. This will be a competition, as usual, and the winner gets to spend the night with King Edgar the Liberator's favorite whore, Emily.
As the hairdressers went about their business, Jessica was the first to speak up. "I'll take your hairs, my lord, and let me tell you all a tale of my recent exploits.
I was out on a date the other night with this guy, a total bore, but he had a nice body, so I figured I'd fuck him anyways. We went to this cheap bar on the outskirts of town, and he started going on and on about his job as a plumber. Ugh, so unsexy. But I could tell he was getting turned on by my big tits, so I leaned in and whispered, 'Fuck me like you mean it, big boy.
Make me scream your name.' And that's when he really turned on the charm. He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, whispering dirty things in my ear that made my pussy wet.
He slid his fingers into my panties and started rubbing my clit while he kissed me, and I could feel myself getting close to climax already. I told him to fuck me harder, and he happily obliged, slamming his cock into me with such force that I saw stars.
I came hard, screaming his name as he continued to thrust into me.
Afterwards, he paid for the drinks and I left, feeling pleased with myself and ready to report back to Emily and Angela.
The competition for Edgar's attention was intense, and Jessica, Emily, and Angela were not above resorting to hilariously vulgar tactics to gain the upper hand. Jessica had already won the haircut competition by sharing her raunchy anecdote, and now it was Emily's turn to explain her recent exploits.
"I went to this swingers party last week and I let three guys take turns having their way with me," Emily announced, blushing slightly.
"I mean, I am a total slut, but they really wore me out that night. I could barely move the next day!"
Angela and Jessica burst out laughing, teasing Emily about her wild antics. "Oh, you think that's wild?" Angela retorted. "Let me tell you about the time I gave a blowjob to a gang of guys in the alley behind this bar. They were so grateful, they even gave me a standing ovation when I was done!"
Jessica rolled her eyes.
"Angela, you're just showing off now. You're such a whore, it's ridiculous."
Angela giggled and sticking her tongue out at Jessica. "I'm not showing off, I'm just horny! And I know what I want." She winked at Edgar, who chuckled and leaned back in his throne.
Emily, who had been quiet for a moment, spoke up. "Well, I went to this private BDSM club the other night. At this point two women onlookers reacted strongly.
Their faces turned red, clearly embarrassed, as they nervously giggled and made awkward comments. "Wow, I can't believe you said that!" one exclaimed, nudging her friend. The other added, "You're so brave! I could never talk like that in public." They all laughed again, but underneath there was a clear tension in the air. It was obvious that Emily's words had struck a nerve.
Meanwhile, as this was going on, Edgar couldn't help but smirk at the way these women were interacting with each other.
He loved how competitive they were, and how they were trying to impress him with their outrageous stories and antics. He looked over at Allison and said, "These girls are so easy to manipulate, it's almost too fun."
Allison, who was busy polishing his sword, laughed. "They're just desperate to please you, master. You have that effect on people."
Edgar nodded, pleased with himself. "Indeed, I do. But it's not just about the pleasure, it's about pushing their boundaries and seeing just how far they'll go.
"My, my, Jessica, you are quite the filthy bitch," Edgar quipped. "Why don't you get on your knees and show us how well you can suck cock?"
Jessica blushed and hesitated for a moment, but ultimately gave in to Edgar's demands. She slowly wound her way toward him, her hips swaying seductively as she crawled forward on all fours. When she reached him, she paused and looked up at him with a mixture of shame and exhilaration in her eyes.
Edgar could see the glimmer of defiance in her gaze, but he also saw the desperate desire for approval and validation. He leered down at her and said,
"Open wide, slut. Show me what a skilled cocksucker you really are."
As Jessica opened her mouth, taking Edgar's cock deep into her throat, the other women watched with wide eyes and open mouths, horrified but also fascinated. Allison chuckled, proud of the control she had over her friend, and the other women could only nervously giggle and glance away.
Meanwhile, Jessica's performance was going well, she sucked Edgar's cock with such ease and skill that one of the bystanders exclaimed, "How does she do that?! I could never take a cock that deep!"
Edgar groaned with pleasure, his fingers tangled in Jessica's hair as she deep-throated him. He looked over at Angela, "And what about you, Angela? Are you ready to show us what you've got?"
Angela, who had been quiet for a while, smirked and stood up.
"Oh, you think you've won the competition, Emily? Well, I'll show you what a real whore looks like."
She turned to the hairdresser and said, "I want to book a reservation in five minutes for a last-minute special. The best blowjobs in town."
The hairdresser looked taken aback, but Angela didn't falter. "Yes, you heard me right.