Chapter 16: Doggie Style contest
The tower's chamber was dark, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. The dim, flickering light from the candles cast eerie shadows that danced and writhed across the cold stone walls. The dull thud of a slap echoed off the walls, followed by a muffled whimper. The sound of flesh meeting flesh was a steady rhythm, like a drumbeat, driving the action forward.
Edgar, the bard and protagonist of this twisted tale, sat on his throne, watching the spectacle before him with a smirk playing on his lips.
The tower's chamber was illuminated only by the dim, flickering light of a few candles, casting long, eerie shadows that danced and writhed across the cold stone walls. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, and the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the room like a drumbeat, driving the action forward.
Allison, the dark-haired first-level wizard, was currently bent over a table, her face pressed against the wooden surface as Edgar spanked her round ass with one hand, and flicked the ends of her hair with the other.
The snap of the hair against her skin was a sharp contrast to the dull thuds of his palm on her flesh.
"You're such a fucking dumb bitch, Allison," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "You know better than to talk back to me."
Allison moaned into the table, her body squirming with each impact. "Yes, master, I know better," she whimpered.
Jessica and Angela watched the scene unfold, their eyes wide with a mix of lust and fear. Roxanne, however, couldn't take her eyes off the way Edgar handled Allison.