Chapter 7: Climax
The woman within, Jessica, looked up at him, her eyes shining with relief.
"Fucking finally showed up, didn't you?" she snarled, but Edgar could see the tremble in her voice, the years of abuse and fighting showing on her gaunt face. "Where's your whore friend? The one that's always talking big?"
"She's preoccupied," Edgar replied smoothly, his gaze roaming the room for signs of weakness. "But don't worry, we've got a plan.
"What's on your mind, slut?"
Jessica blushed a little, biting her lower lip nervously, but she took a deep breath and went on. "I was just thinking, you know, about our mission. I mean, we're going to be facing the Draconians, and I know they're supposed to be tough as nails, so I was wondering if we shouldn't come up with some kind of backup plan."
Edgar raised an eyebrow and regarded Jessica with an amused smirk. "A backup plan, huh?
You mean like a contingency in case I fuck up?" Edgar's voice dripped with sarcasm.
Jessica rolled her eyes, "No, no, you idiot. I mean something that could give us an edge, you know? We don't stand a chance if we just go in blind."
Edgar leaned against the wall, his arms crossed against his muscular chest. "Fine. What do you suggest, slut?"
Jessica shook her head, "Don't call me that. I'm serious.
What's the fucking plan, whore?" Edgar asked insistently.
Jessica shrugged, "Well, I don't know. I was just thinking maybe we could get our hands on some information about their weaknesses, know their moves before taking them on. Or maybe use disguises to infiltrate their ranks, blend in like honey in milk."
Angela chimed in, "Or we could just fuck 'em up real good and make 'em tell us everything they know, you stupid bitch.
That would save us a lot of fucking trouble."
Jessica turned her attention to Angela, biting her lower lip. "Oh, yes, I like that idea a lot. The idea of fucking them up so badly that they have no choice but to spill their guts out to us sounds incredibly hot, and I won't deny that the thought of having that kind of power over these dragon fuckers turns me on so much."
Edgar looked at Angela and Jessica with a wry smirk, "You want to be the bait again?
Fine, but don't come crying to me if you end up on a platter.
"Fuck, I can't believe you guys are volunteering for this," grumbled Allison.
"What? I love getting fucked by those dragon brutes," Jessica deadpanned.
Angela nodded eagerly, "Yeah, me too! I mean, it's not like we have that many clients left anyway. And who knows, maybe they'll have some fancy new techniques we haven't tried yet.
Besides, it wouldn't be the first time we've used our bodies to get what we want," Jessica winked, making the other girls burst into laughter.
Edgar shook his head and sighed, "Well, I guess if there's no other way, then we'll have to do what we can to survive. But remember, girls, I expect nothing but the best from my loyal whores. I own you, and you belong to me.
It's time to repay your debt, Jessica.
With that, Edgar grinned at Jessica, who blushed furiously at the mention of being owned. Allison couldn't help but snicker at the dynamic between her fellow harem members, her nose ring gleaming under the dim light of the room.
Speaking of which, Allison noted Angela was noticeably absent from the group. "Where'd Angela run off to?" Edgar asked, glancing around.
"Probably off playing with her fucking toys again," Allison suggested, rolling her eyes. "Which we can't blame her for, considering how much of a child she is."
Jessica chuckled, shaking her head. "Come on, let's go find her. Maybe we can convince her to join us for some fun."
Edgar nodded, grinning. "I like the sound of that.
Let's get Angela on board first. She's trustworthy, like a dog with a bone. Suck, suck, fuck, fucking there she is, twirling her whip, demanding the Draconians' secrets. Such a slut for power."
Edgar caught Angela's eye, gesturing towards her with a cocky grin. "Hey there, whore, did we miss anything interesting in the dungeon?"
Angela sneered, holding up her finger in a "wait a minute" gesture.
"Not so fast, whore," she taunted, casually twirling her whip as she stepped forward, flicking it in Edgar's direction. "We haven't even fucked you yet, my precious slut. I bet you haven't even been filled to capacity by another's cock. Since when do you impress us with your half-assed ploy to win our favor?"
The tension in the room thickened, and Jessica involuntarily bit her lip, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
She gave Edgar a pleading glance, making his cock twitch. Angela smirked, swaying her hips provocatively while twirling her whip with her expert hand. "You know you want it, slut," she said, crooking her finger seductively.
Edgar's eyes narrowed as he studied the devious wickedness of Angela's face. "You're going to be the first to get it, whore," he snarled. At that, Angela's grin turned into a wicked smile, her excitement bubbling over.
"Well, then, you'd better keep up, whore! I don't wait for sluts like you!"
Edgar rolled his eyes, amused by Angela's antics but still determined to put her in her place. "Oh, give me a break, Angela. Can't you see I'm not in the mood for one of your power trips? Get the fuck over here and show me what you've got, girl."
Angela scowled at his words, but Edgar held his ground, his expression resolute.
With an over-exaggerated huff, Angela stalked over to Edgar, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She smirked as she approached him, twirling her whip suggestively and running her tongue over her lips.
"What's up, bitch?" Edgar taunted, his eyes flicking up and down Angela's body. A shiver of excitement ran down his spine, and he couldn't help but anticipate what was to come next.
Angela stopped short in front of him, close enough to feel the heat radiating off their bodies.
"You're gonna learn from me, my little slut." Angela threatened, her words echoing menacingly in the dungeons below Kalman's Castle. She reached out, cupping Edgar's balls possessively.
Angela purred like a cat about to pounce, her devious plan starting to unfurl. "How does it feel to be owned, bitch?" she said, grinding her crotch against his thigh.
Edgar twitched involuntarily, a mix of disgust and arousal coursing through his veins.
"My apologies, girl. I always forget that you have as little thought as your tits have size."
Angela flashed a victorious smile before getting down on her knees. "Beg my pardon, whore. Let me help you with that." She took Edgar's hard cock in her hand and gave it a few licks, her expertise instantly evident.
"Oh, shit." Edgar groaned, leaning back against the wall. Jessica giggled while Allison rolled her eyes.
"You two never cease to amaze me. Always titfucking and speaking nonsense. But I suppose that's what makes you the perfect duo."
"Shut up, dumb whore. We are titfuck QUEENS!" Angela shouted before giving Allison a chest bump.
As they laughed, Lord Soth's voice cut through their merriment. "What did I tell you about laughing, you whores? You're here to serve, not fucking giggle like schoolgirls."
Edgar smirked, "Sorry, Lord Soth.? Lord Soth fuck off. He casts suggestion and Soth leaves.
We laugh again.
Allison snorts, "He's such a fucking prude."
Jessica agrees, "I'd love to be the one to show him what a real fucking is." She winks at us.
Angela sighs dramatically, "Always the same with these high and mighty types. They want to control everything, but fuck them, I say."
I grin, "Too true, Angela. But back to the matter at hand, ladies. We need to find out more about these Draconians. Their weaknesses, their habits, anything that can give us an edge."
Jessica suggests, "What if we infiltrate their ranks?
You know, seduce one of their men and make him spill the beans about their plans?"
Angela smirks, "Or we could just fuck one of them to death. Make them wish they never crossed paths with us."
Allison rolls her eyes, "You two are insatiable. But I have a better idea. We use our magic to disguise ourselves as Draconians. Then we can get close to their leaders and find out what they're planning."
Edgar nods, impressed, "Not bad, Allison. Not bad at all. But who's going to be the bait?
We can't just send one of us in there alone. We're better together, like a fucking pack of wolves."
Allison snorted. "Don't give me that 'pack of wolves' shit, Edgar. We're more like a fucking pack of bitches, fighting over scraps."
Angela chuckled. "Well, I'm not volunteering. Last time I impersonated a Draconian, I ended up with horns and scales for a week. No thanks."
Jessica shrugged. "I guess that leaves me, then.
I'll do it," Jessica said with a sigh, her chest heaving slightly, her eyes downcast.
Edgar clapped his hands together, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Perfect. Fuck yeah, Jessica! You're the fucking best, my pet. I knew you'd come through for me."
Jessica looked up, a hint of a smile playing on her lips despite herself. "Thanks, Edgar. I guess I could use a good fuck session with a dragon as a reward, huh?"
Angela arched an eyebrow, smirking.
"Yeah, well, you'd better hope that fucker likes it rough, 'cause I'm not holding back."
Jessica scoffed, "As if you ever do, you dumb bitch."
Angela shrugged. "Hey, a girl's gotta have her strengths, right? Now, let's get this show on the road. I want to see this dragon-fucking plan in action."
Allison snickered, "Oh, I'm sure he'll be singing like a bird by the time you're done with him."
Edgar nodded, his gaze lingering on Jessica. "You're up, my pet.
Time to earn your keep. Go on, be a good little whore and seduce that scaled fucker. Make him spill his guts, both literally and figuratively," Edgar commanded with a devilish grin.
Jessica, now dressed in her Draconian disguise, gave a mock salute. "Yes, master. Anything for my dear leader," she replied sarcastically, her voice dripping with insincerity.
She sauntered off towards the Draconian encampment, her hips swaying provocatively. Allison and Angela watched her go, shaking their heads in disbelief.
"That stupid bitch actually thinks she can pull this off," Angela muttered, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Don't be too hard on her," Allison interjected, her tone amused. "She's got a talent for taking one for the team. I mean, who else would volunteer to be a dragon's plaything?" "Fair point. But still, I can't believe she's going to actually fuck a dragon. I mean, have you seen their dicks?"
Allison rolled her eyes. "I don't really need to, do I?
I've seen enough dragon cocks to last a lifetime," Allison chuckled. "Besides, Jessica's got a talent for taking one for the team.
Angela snorted. "Well, not me. Those fuckers are massive. I'd rather take a sword through the gut than have one of those things tear me apart."
Edgar chuckled, "I don't blame you, Angela. But Jessica's got a point.
We're not gonna stand a chance unless we know what we're up against. Angela sighed, running a hand through her hair. I'll help her. I can't let that dumb bitch go in there alone."
Allison smirked, "Yeah, because God forbid something actually happen to her. You'd miss your favorite fucktoy, wouldn't you?"
Angela shot her a glare. "Fuck off, Allison. I'm not doing this for her. I'm doing this because if we don't have intel, we're all fucked." "Yeah, well, I ain't letting that dumb bitch get eaten by a fucking dragon without a fight," Angela retorted, her eyes fiery with determination.
Allison rolled her eyes, "Whatever helps you sleep at night, slut. Just don't get yourself killed in the process." "Alright, listen up, you filthy whores. Here's the plan: Allison, you'll cast a disguise self on both of you, making you look like typical Draconian scum.
Angela, you'll be the bait. Jessica, you'll be the backup. You'll follow them in, see what they can find out, and if things go south, you'll create a distraction while they slip away. And while Jessica is putting on her 'I'm-not-a-whore' act, Angela and I will have our own fun. Sound good?"
Angela grinned. "Sounds like a fucking plan, boss." "You always were the dumb one, Angela. But fuck it, let's get this show on the road."
Jessica nodded.