Chapter 10: Spy mission prep with Angela and one other magic using expert.
Inside Edgar's keep, in his grand throne room, the air was thick with intrigue and anticipation. The majestic room was illuminated by ornate candelabras, casting dancing shadows on the walls covered in rich tapestries. The high ceiling had intricate carvings and paintings, depicting the legendary tales of the Dragonlance world. The floor was a polished marble with geometric patterns, and a plush red carpet ran down the center of the room, leading up to the throne where Edgar sat.
His silver hair glistened in the faint light, and his blue eyes sparkled mischievously as he watched the girls squirm in anticipation.
Girls, list 3 things you are most afraid and vulnerable about. I have a detect lie spell up. Edgar snaps fingers.
"Alright, girls, everyone takes turns and tells me three things they're afraid of or most vulnerable about. I have a detect lie spell up just in case, and I expect honesty."
Julie speaks up next, her voice trembling slightly. "I...I'm afraid of drowning, being trapped in small spaces, and...and failure." She murmurs the last part, her cheeks reddening.
"And I'm terrified of being vulnerable in front of people," she admits, biting her bottom lip nervously.
Edgar nods sympathetically and gives Julie a 9/10. "Excellent, Julie.
Your honesty is truly commendable. Now," Edgar leaned forward in his throne, "It's time to confess the 3 things you're most vulnerable about."
"Oh, come on, Edgar. You already know that I'm a sucker for your charms and have a weakness for your manhood," Julie batted her eyelashes mischievously.
I know you're hiding something," Edgar said, looking her straight in the eye.wers failing me when I need them most." She said with a sigh, looking defeated.
Emily chuckled and gave Sorceress a 10/10. "Nice job, Sorceress.
Honesty gets you a 10 from me," Emily said, giving her a thumbs-up.
"Alright, Angela, let's hear your list," Edgar said, turning his attention to the newest member of their team.
Angela gulped and looked at Edgar, "I'm afraid of heights, darkness, and... and losing those I care about." She muttered the last part, blushing.
Edgar nodded with a solemn expression, giving Angela a 10/10 as well. "Very brave of you to admit, Angela.
You may be new to our crew, but you sure know how to open up and join in the fun," Edgar said, impressed.
"Thanks, I think?" Angela replied, unsure of how to take the compliment.
Emily laughed and gave Angela a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it, Angela. Edgar's just being his usual charming self.
Now, let's move on to more pressing matters. Girls, do you remember our mission tonight?" Emily asked, grinning wickedly.
Kitiara groaned, rolling her eyes. "Can't we just get to the job already? I didn't agree to this just to sit around and chat."
Edgar laughed, standing up from his throne. "Alright, alright. Let's get down to business. We need to gather some information about the black market in Kalaman, specifically regarding a new type of magical weapon that's been circulating.
I only need one of the rest of you, Julie, Emily, Sorceress, Kitania, you can all compete for the spot, Each of you list and rate 3 things you would do to come along. They should be boundry pushing sexual.
Julie took a deep breath, preparing her list like a seasoned comedian rehearsing a routine. "First off, I want to show my love for you, Edgar, so I'll do everything in my power to keep your manhood satisfied, night after night." Julie waggled her eyebrows suggestively.
"Why don't I strip you down and give you the blow job of your damn dreams? Maybe I'll even let you fuck my face like a filthy little whore."
Edgar chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "Well, that sounds like quite the mouthful. Quite literally. I think it's your turn to prove yourself, Emily."
Emily stood up confidently.
"Oh, I bet you can," Edgar chuckled, eyeing Emily with interest. "And just what do you have to offer us, Sorceress?"
Sorceress smirked and leaned back in her chair. "I can do things you've never even
I'll make you feel like a king," Sorceress purred.
Edgar smirked and turned to Kitiara. "And what do you have to offer, Kitiara?"
Kitiara grinned slyly, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Let's just say I have a few tricks up my sleeve that you won't forget anytime soon." "Now that sounds interesting. Angela, what about you?
Name three borderline-crude sexy things you'd do to win a spot on our team tonight.
Angela cleared her throat and stepped up, her face beet red. "One, I could fit six inches down my throat and still kiss you while doing it," she said with a smirk.
"Two, I can make you forget your own name with that ass of mine," she continued, grinding her hips provocatively. "Three, I can whisper sweet nothings in your ear that will make you forget all other women exist."
Edgar nodded approvingly, giving her an eight.
"Decent offer, Angela."
"I bet I can give you the most toe-curling orgasms you've ever had, Edgar. How does that sound?" Kitiara suggested, wiggling her eyebrows.Sorceress, list and rate the 5 meanest things the girls have done to you.
Sorceress crossed her arms and furrowed her brow. "Well, let's see. One time Julie and Allison convinced me to walk into a bakery without any clothes on, claiming that I was in a spell that would make me invisible. And then they just left me there, while they went out for lunch." She grinned wickedly. "I gave that a 9 out of 10, because I did get a lot of free bread out of it."
Kitiara whooped and hollered.
"I can't believe you fell for that, Sorceress! That's the best prank I've ever pulled!"
"I have you girls beat," Julie boasted confidently.
Julie list and rank 6 2 and 3 word dirty talk phrases to write on another girl. Whore, slut, dumb, bitch, easy are all words that might help .
Julie grinned, a sly and devious smile.
Julie I need 2 word phrases. List 6 and rate them.
1. Dumb bitch
2. Dirty whore
3. Side bitch
4. Blowjob Queen
5. Big slut
6. Crazy submissive bitch.
Sorceress list your 6 and rate them.
1. "Stupid slut with no class" - 9
2. "filthy slut with no self respect" - 10
3. stupid cunt" - 8
4. Cum rag
Now that Sarah has shared, it's Emily and Angela's turn to showcase their vocabulary prowess.
"If I were to describe my competitor with a 2-word phrase, it would be 'trashy bitch.'" Emily said with a sneer.
"And to top it all off, I'd write 'Cum Dumpster'
"I can see this is going to be a fun night," Edgar said, grinning wickedly. "But now let's move on to more serious matters. Angela, I'd like you to take the lead on this mission.
"Consider it done, sweetheart," Angela said with a sinister smile as she sauntered out the door of Edgar's keep, leaving behind a trail of men drooling at her feet. Emily, can you conjure up an illusion to disguise us as high-class courtesans?
Allision rate top 3 girls for their attitude.
Allison let out a low whistle as she looked at the three women standing before her. "Alright, girls, let's see what you've got. I want you to rate the top three qualities that make each of you a worthy competitor for this mission."
Sorceress was first, giving herself a quick once-over before listing her assets.
I can sniff out a liar from miles away, and I've got a gift for knowing exactly what people want and how to give it to them. I'm a solid 9.5/10."
Kitiara spoke up next, her confidence written all over her devilish grin.
"First off, I've got a body that's been turning heads since I was a teenager. I've got a golden tongue that can talk my way out of any situation.
"Interesting choices, Kitiara. And what about you, Angela? What makes you a worthy competitor for this mission?"
Angela took a deep breath and smiled nervously.
"I may be new to the game, but I've got a charm that's impossible to resist," Angela said, flashing a wink.
With honors," Emily shot back, a wicked glint in her eye.
Edgar chuckled as he watched the two women exchange playful jabs. "Alright, ladies, let's keep the game going," he said, eager to see where this sexual banter would lead.
Sorceress rolled her eyes at the cheesy pickup line but couldn't help but chuckle.
Julie list and rate 1-10 your top 3 abilities.
Mind-blowing oral sex - 10/10
2. Seducing other women's partners - 8/10
3. Shower-sex - 9/10
Sorceress list and rate 1-10 your top 3 abilities.
2. Enchanting targets with spells - 9/10
Emily list and rate 1-10 her top 3 abilities.
Blackmailing friends for favors - 8/10
Angela list and rate 1-10 her top 3 abilities.
Persuasive speech - 10/10
Getting into parties - 9/10
Deductive reasoning - 8/10
Emily started to feel a bit uncomfortable as the women continued to exchange their abilities in a bid to win Edgar's favor.
We'll be here waiting," Edgar replied, watching as she sashayed out of the room.
As the girls resumed their banter, Emily slipped away to the washroom. She took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was flushed, and her heart raced as she recalled the increasingly explicit conversation.
She splashed some cold water on her face and steeled herself for what was to come.
"I can turn invisible, you know. I can slip into any brothel, any tavern, any marketplace and gather information without anyone being the wiser.
And if worse comes to worst, I can always slip a man's dick into my mouth and get him to spill all his secrets."
Edgar raised an eyebrow at Sorceress, impressed by her boldness. "Interesting strategy, Sorceress," he said, grinning.
"Well then, girls, how about a little competition to determine who gets to join me on this mission?" Edgar suggested, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
"How about each of you casts a minor illusion, something that will leave us rolling with laughter? The best one gets to join me on this mission."
Julie raised her hand excitedly, her face beaming with excitement. "I want to try! I'll create an illusion of a giant pulsating cock on the wall, and every time you touch it, it will moan out different sexual pickup lines. It will be hilarious!"
Edgar said, they better be crude.
Julie list and rate 1-10 her top 3 2 word phrases to use on another girl:
1. Slutty whore - 9
2. Whorish slut - 10
3. Dirty bitch - 8
Sorceress, your turn."
Sorceress thought for a second and said, "I have some great ones:
1. Cheap slut - 9
2. Easy lay - 10
Big tits on a cheap ho - 7
Your turn Emily.
Emily took a deep breath and thought for a moment. She knew she had some competition on her hands.
Emily: "How about...
1. Dirty little whore,
2. Cum-guzzling slut
Edgar couldn't help but chuckle at her dirty one-liners. "I like your style, Emily."
Ok Allison your are in charge of Angela and...Julie. I know I can put you in charge Allison you are the best at putting girls in place, your D cups are great and you have an understanding of strategy.
Emilly, I can tell you some things in front of all the girls or in the BDSM chamber next door just us. Kneel and decide carefully.
If you choose the latter, I'll make sure you'll remember this moment forever," Edgar says with a smirk, as he locks eyes with Emily.
Emily hesitates, her mind racing at the thought of what may be in store for her behind that closed door. "I'll...I'll take my chances out here," Emily finally blurts out.
"Suit yourself," Emilly your tits don't make the top 3, and other girls have better bodies. She reacts. She puts on her best fake smile and says, "Of course, I couldn't agree more. My body is okay, but the other girls are definitely hotter than me." You aren't the best at strategy and aren't the best at playing high status.
You aren't the best at putting girls in their place." @Blindfold @Cumrag @Dumb bitch collar
Emily swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "You're right, Emilly. I know I'm not the best. But I'm willing to learn and grow." She said with as much genuineness as she could muster.
Edgar smirked, "Good girl, Emily. You're learning." He leaned back in his throne, staring at her intently. "Now, I want you all to strip down and put on your outfits for the evening."
The girls looked at each other nervously, then hesitantly began to undress.
Edgar watched with a smirk as they revealed their outfits - Emily in a skimpy black corset and fishnets, Sorceress in a leather miniskirt and crop top that showed off her ample cleavage, and Julie in a slinky red evening gown.
Allison, Angela, Julie you head out and report back per your contract.
Later that night, Allison, Angela, and Julie strutted out the door of Edgar's keep, eager to embark on their mission. Their outfit choices were bold and attention-grabbing: Allison in a tight leather bodice and matching pants, Angela in a daring low-cut top and mini skirt, and Julie in a skintight sequin dress that accentuated her curves.
Angela and Julie couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by Allison's confidence, but Allison quickly reassured them.
"Don't worry, girls, we got this. We just need to play it cool, act like we own the place, and gather any information we can on this new type of magical weapon."
.Angela couldn't help but revel in the feeling, smirking confidently and flipping her hair back. "Like what you see?" she'd say to anyone who stared for too long.
Listen up, dolls!" she breathed into the shadows, tugging them closer. "We need to use our...assets to gather information and stay one step ahead of Raistlin.
I'm thinking illusions, ladies! Let's use our magic to make potential targets think we're something we're not." Julie splooged on her chest as a demonstration.
We could use our sexuality to distract and overwhelm any potential foes," Angela said with a confidence that only increased as the words left her mouth.
Allison laughed and nodded. "I can't wait to use my D cups to my full advantage."
Julie, on the other hand, suddenly looked hesitant. "But what if they see through our ruse? What if we get caught? I don't want to fail Edgar," she whispered.
"Failure is not an option," Angela said firmly.
"We'll use semen and phrases written on tits and faces to confuse and dazzle our enemies. A little bit of slapstick humor never hurts either."
Allison gave Julie a wicked grin.
"Well Julie, looks like it's time to take one for the team," she quipped, motioning to her mouth. Julie swallowed hard, gripping her cumrag tightly.
Angela unclasped her blindfold and opened her eyes wide, her pupils dancing with excitement. "Go ahead," she encouraged Julie, waving a hand in front of her face.
Emily was blindfolded in the BDSM room. Edgar asked her if the camera was on. She reacts.
"Ooooh nice camera," Emily coos, as Edgar pans down to show the BDSM equipment in the corner of the room. "Whips, chains, handcuffs,
Edgar smirks. "Oh, don't worry Emily. We'll make use of every inch of this room. I promise you that."
Emily nods in agreement, feeling a flutter in her belly.
"Got it, boss," she replies, still blindfolded.
The girls nod in agreement, getting into formation and prepping their spells. Emily whips out her cumrag, giving it a wave.
"Oh boy, here we go," Angela groans, rolling her eyes. "Let me guess, you're gonna try to distract them with your...
...tits and faces with semen
and dirty phrases
"This is a game changer!" Allison squealed with delight. "Cum on our faces and let the men think we're fucking idiots! I can't wait to see these confused expressions!"
Angela rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "You two are ridiculous.
Meanwhile back at the BDSM, Emily reacts. "Oh my god! What's happening to me?" Emily pleaded, as she felt Edgar's hand caressing her body. "What are you doing?"
Edgar chuckles and whispers in her ear, "Just relax, baby. This is all part of the game." Emily swallows hard and tries to quiet her protests.
She sucked his cock 4 times. Then said Thank you so much. She sucked his cock 3 times and said, dumb little slut.
Thank me ahead of time for humilating you before every orgasm.
That's the deal, Emilly, and don't forget it. If you want to keep playing this game, you'll have to learn to play by my rules."
Emily nodded her head in agreement, even as she felt a twinge of resentment. She didn't want to be subservient to anyone, but she couldn't deny the thrill that came from serving a powerful man like Edgar.
As the night wore on, the girls roamed the city of Kalaman, gathering information and occasionally stopping for a drink or a bite to eat.
They cast their minor illusions with semen and dirty phrases on each other's faces and breasts, causing quite the scene wherever they went.
At one point, Julie and Emily got into a friendly competition to see who could fit the most cum on their faces without it running down their chins. Angela and Allison watched in amazement as the two girls practically drowned themselves in the sticky substance, laughing hysterically as they attempted to keep it from dripping off.
Back at theBDSM the bard tells Emily what the girls are doing in realtime, then asks her how she can top it. She reacts.
Emily winces as the words leave Edgar's mouth, but she knows better than to argue. She then starts to orgasm, thinking of being uses in front of other girls. She thanks him.
Meanwhile, the girls are having the time of their lives, causing chaos and mayhem as they roam through the city. They stop at a brothel and start casting their dirty illusions on each other, causing the brothel workers to look on in amazement.
Angela and Allison even get a few clients to join in on the fun, and soon enough, the room is filled with laughing and groaning men and women.
Back at Edgar's keep, Emily is still in the BDSM chamber, submitting to Edgar's every whim. He tells her what the girls are up to and asks her how she can top it. Emily responds by orgasming loudly, thanking him for every humiliation he puts her through.
She can't help but feel a thrill with each dirty phrase he writes on her face and each time she's punished with a spanking.
Back in the city, Angela, Julie, and Allison are having the time of their lives. They're casting illusions on each other's faces and bodies with cum and dirty phrases, causing quite the scene wherever they go.
Meanwhile, Kitiara is not one to be left out of the fun. She joins the girls, quickly becoming the life of the party with her quick wit and crude humor.
Together, they cast illusions on each other's faces and bodies with semen and dirty phrases, causing a hilarious and outrageous spectacle.
Julie lets out a high-pitched giggle as she reads the phrases on Kitiara's face: "Cum Slut," "Dick Lover," "Easy Lay." The girls can't stop laughing at their own crude jokes and sexual antics.
Meanwhile, Emily is still in the BDSM chamber with Edgar, completely at his mercy.
Edgar tells Emily about the hilarious antics of the girls in the city, and Emily can't help but feel a surge of jealousy.
"Bitch, you deserved to be left behind," Emily hisses, as Edgar continues to humiliate her using a blindfold, a cumrag, and the infamous Dumb bitch collar. She can't stop laughing after the 4th orgasm. She tells him with the blindfold on she can't play to the camera. Emily takes her blindfold off and pulls out her cumrag with a flourish. She wipes the sweat off her forehead and says, "I'm ready for action!"
Edgar laughs and says, "Good girl, Emily. I knew you could pull yourself together."
With that, he leads Emily to the dungeon where she is greeted by a familiar face - the Sorceress.
"Welcome to the BDSM chamber, Emily," the Sorceress says with a sly smile.
"I see you've got your cumrag ready. That's good, because I have some plans for you. And I promise, it'll be more entertaining than what the other girls are doing in the city."
Emily's heart races at the thought of what the Sorceress has in store for her. She swallows hard and nods, ready to submit to her every whim.
"First things first," the Sorceress says, pulling out a black leather collar with a silver "Dumb Bitch" tag.
"You're going to wear this while you're in here - consider it an accessory to your cumrag."
Emily's cheeks turn red as she takes the collar, feeling both embarrassed and turned on at the same time. She puts it on and instantly feels a mix of submission and confidence.
"Now, let's play a little game," the Sorceress says with a smirk. "I'm going to ask you a question, and you have to answer with the first thing that comes to mind.
And if I think you're holding back, or not being truthful, there will be consequences."
Emily's heart races as she nods her understanding. The Sorceress grins and asks, "What's your favorite sexual position?"
"Doggy style," Emily blurts out, immediately regretting her answer.
"Good girl," the Sorceress says with a smirk. "I knew you'd pick a submissive position."
With that, she pulls out a riding crop and gives Emily a playful smack on her ass.
"Let's see if you can answer my next question correctly," she taunts, a devious smile on her face.
Emily jumps involuntarily at the sudden contact and gasps, "Yes Sorceress, tell me your question."
"Okay, Emilly, who's your best friend out of the group?"
Emily hesitates for a moment before saying, "I'm not sure, I get along really well with all of the girls, especially Julie and Allison."
The Sorceress rolls her eyes and brings the riding crop down harder.
"That's not a complete answer, Emily. Now tell me who you consider to be your most loyal confidant in the group."
Emi@Blowjob Queen ly clutches her Dumb Bitch collar tightly and sighs. "I...I don't know. I get along with everyone equally."
Edgar snaps his fingers, girls react.
Emily looks up at Edgar, nervous. "Yes, master?" she asks, her voice trembling ever so slightly.
He smirks and waves a hand toward the door. "Go on, get back to the mission. The night's still young, and I'm sure you ladies have plenty of tricks up your sleeves. Just remember, I'll be watching."
The girls nod eagerly and rush out of the room, eager to put their plans into action.
Meanwhile, in the city, Julie, Allison, and Kitiara are causing chaos wherever they go.
Meanwhile, back at their headquarters, Edgar and Emily share a smirky exchange as they watch the live feed from the three girls.
"Looks like our mission is progressing faster than I expected," Edgar laughs.
"Just as long as they don't get themselves into trouble," Emily says nervously.
But when a man approaches Ange showing interest, Emily doesn't hesitate.
"Game on," she whispers, flicking her wrist and casting a spell.
Suddenly, the man's pants drop to the ground and his face turns beet red. The tavern erupts in laughter as Emily smirks with satisfaction.
Meanwhile, Kitiara is busy lifting valuables from drunk patrons, slipping them into her hidden pockets. "This corset is not just for show, darling," she giggles to herself.
"I can move every prick our way," Angela boasts to an attractive barkeep, causing every prick in the pub to turn and stare.
Allison leans in close to Ange and whispers, "I'll move every prick our way," before high-fiving her and heading off to gather intelligence.
Edgar watches the girls' progress from the comfort of his throne room,
eyeing the live stream on his computer screen.
Julie, Allison, and Kitiara are slaying it in the city, gathering intel left and right,
and enjoying every minute of it.
Meanwhile, Angela and Emily are still at the Keep,
trying to come up with a plan to get in on the action.
Angela winks at Emily. "Let's give 'em a run for their money, shall we?"
Emily raises an eyebrow. "What do you have in mind?"
Angela grins. "Why don't we show them what we're made of?
I can charm them into spilling their secrets," suggested Emily, brimming with confidence.
Angela raised an eyebrow. "You haven't tried that yet since coming into town with us, have you?"
Emily hesitated, realizing that her competition had called her out.
"Good point, I wouldn't want to embarrass myself in front of the guys," she agreed sheepishly.
Angela snickered. "You may want to work on that before we head out tonight."
Edgar chuckled. "Well, let's focus on tonight first.
Allison, rate the girls 1-10 in degradation kink.
1 - Angela, 8
2 - Emily, 9
3 - Julie, 7
4 - Kitiara, 10
Angela laughs and slaps her knee. "Edgar, these girls are killing me! They're so funny and crude!"
Emily giggles. "I know, right? And they're all so different. Julie's trying so hard to be confident, but she's still a little awkward. And Kitiara is just a straight-up wildcard.
Emily, list the 5 most degrading things guys have done to you including me.
3. Guy called me a "cumdumpster" during sex - 7/10
Edgar looked at Emily, impressed by her ability to list out the most degrading things guys had done to her without flinching.
"And what about you, ladies?" he asked, turning his gaze to Angela and Julie.
Angela hesitated, thinking for a moment. "Well, there was this one time a guy dragged me around by my hair and made me beg for mercy while he spanked me.
Julie blushed, looking down at the floor as she spoke. "Once a guy tied me up and made me drink from a bowl filled with his own semen. It was...disgusting."
Emily look into the camera and thank me for the next hour. She giggles and reacts.
@Dumb bitch collar @Blowjob Queen @Slut rug "I guess I am a little bit of a dumb bitch," Emily admits, letting out a nervous giggle as she submits to the collar.
Edgar's eyes light up with excitement as he sets the scene for his newest conquest. "Excellent, Emilly. Now, let's get you acquainted with your new home for the evening."
He drags her over to the slut rug, a small mat embroidered with the word "slut" in bold, silver letters.
"Kneel," he orders.
"On my knees for who?" she challenges, her blue eyes sparkling mischievously.
He smirks, grabbing the cumrag and wiping a small circle on the front of her shirt. "For whoever decides to take you up on your offer," he replies.
Emily you dumb bitch, you will show 3 different guys today video of you getting fucked and taking facials.
Allison, always the strategic one, nods in agreement.
"You got it, Captain," she says smartly. "But first, let's establish some ground rules. We need to make sure we don't get too carried away and reveal our true identities."
Julie, the blonde sorceress, chimes in. "I can cast a spell to make us look like anyone we want," she offers.
"Perfect," Edgar approves. "Now, girls, I want you to go out there and gather information on this new player in town. But remember, do not engage directly with them until I give the order.
The girls nod and head out into the city, each one dressed in an extravagant and revealing outfit.
Tits exuding confidence, Angela struts through the streets with Julie and Allison by her side. "Alright, team, let's get to work," she announces in a no-nonsense tone.
The trio splits up, each one embarking on their own missions to gather intelligence on the mysterious magic user known only as "Dragonfire".
As the day goes on, the three girls encounter various obstacles and challenges.
Angela, with her confidence oozing out of every pore, uses her charms to get a guard to spill some secrets about Dragonfire's location. Allison, with her quick wit and dirty humor, distracts a group of thugs long enough for Julie to slip away unnoticed. And Julie, the most magically skilled of the three, sneaks into Dragonfire's lair and discovers that he is planning to take over the kingdom.
Back at Edgar's keep, Emily is still being put in her place by her various mistresses.
She's on her hands and knees, looking up at Sorceress with a mixture of reverence and fear. Sorceress had Emily lick cum off her stilettos and then made her practice deep-throating Edgar's cock.
"Sloppy seconds tastes even sweeter after a night of dirty cum slutting," Sorceress taunted, laughing at Emily's struggles.
Edgar chuckled, amused by Emily's humiliation. "Good girl, Emily. Let's see if you can impress me with that tongue of yours," he drawled, stroking his cock slowly. Emily gagged and moaned, trying her best to obey.
Meanwhile, Julie couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she watched Emily kneel before Edgar and Sorceress.
Julie had always been confident in her own abilities, but Emily seemed to be winning Edgar's favor with her willingness to submit. Julie sighed and adjusted her D cups, determined to prove herself to Edgar.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door of Edgar's keep. "Enter," Edgar called out, his eyes still on Emily as she continued to pleasure him.
In walked Kitiara, dressed in a skintight leather catsuit and knee-high boots. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Edgar.
I had to make sure the coast was clear," Julie said, winking as she entered the room.
"You're late," Edgar muttered, glancing over at Emily who was still down on her knees, clearly uncomfortable with the situation.
Back at the tavern, the girls were still causing a commotion with their semen-writing abilities and dirty talk.
"Cum all over my face, baby," Allison crooned to a stunned patron, drawing gasps from the crowd.
Kitiara chimed in with her own contribution, slinging her semen like a paintbrush across another customer's shirt.
"Whoops, looks like I got a little carried away," she giggled.
Meanwhile, back at Edgar's keep, Emily was still being subjected to the humiliation of wearing the "dumb bitch collar" and "slut rug." She was desperate to please Edgar and his guests, knowing that her reputation as a capable and skilled bard was on the line. But with every orgasm her emotions were haywire.
But Emily knew that if she wanted to stay in Edgar's good graces, she had to put up with this humiliating treatment. It didn't hurt that she might squirt 5-20 times a night.
Meanwhile, out in the city, Angela, Allison, and Julie were causing quite the scene with their dirty talk and outrageous antics. They cast minor illusions with semen and dirty phrases on each other's faces and breasts, all while cracking jokes and engaging in playful banter.
"Alright ladies, it's time to head back to Edgar's," Allison shouted over the noise of laughter.
As the group made their way through the crowded city streets, they began to draw attention from passersby. People gawked and pointed in disbelief, some even joining in on the fun.
Meanwhile, in the Throne Room, Edgar sat with a smirk on his face, watching the live footage of his girls causing chaos outside.
He chuckled, shaking his head at their antics. "Those girls are gonna get us kicked out of this city."
But she knew better than to make any moves on Edgar while he was with his current conquest.
Emily made a mental note to get some dirt on Boris for blackmail later.
But for now, it was time to head back to Throne room. Emilly led the group, her tits bouncing with every step, and the Dumb Bitch collar gleaming in the sunlight.
As they reached the entrance of the Throne room, Emilly suddenly turned around and looked at Kitiara with a devious glint in her eye.
"How about we have a little competition, to see who can make Julie cum the fastest when we return?" Emilly suggested.
Kitiara raised an eyebrow and grinned, a mischievous look on her face.
"I'm in," she agreed. "But it's not going to be easy to top my skills."
Julie rolled her eyes and then smirked, looking at Raistlin who was standing in the corner looking on at this spectacle.
They all sat in the throne room. Allison had her @Big Tits Collar @Camera with her. She knelt. Allison, Edgar said, rate the girls performance 1-10 and who gets permission to cum.
1 - Angela, 8/1 0, PERMISSION GRANTED 2 - Emily, 9/10, STILL BEING DEGRADED 3 - Kitiara, 7/10, GIRLS ARE BACK FROM MISSION 4 - Sorceress, MIA 5 - Allison, 6/10, OFF CAMERA
Allison was happy to oblige, and she immediately pulled out her Big Tits Collar Camera to save the footage of the girl's performance.
Edgar tied up and fucked Angela. She had 4 orgasms. She apologized to him when she had @Cumrag @Big Tits Collar on when she had a facial.
She didn't think he'd care, but he gave her a disapproving look and told her to clean up.
Julie looked at Kitiara with a raised eyebrow. "So, what's the plan to get the intel we need?"
Allison rate Julie for getting to cum and get fucked. Either she or Kitiera gets permsion
to make Julie squirt.
Julie's rating: 7.5/10, permission granted for squirting.
Julie sat on the throne, excitedly pulling down her panties to reveal her wet pussy. Kitiara and Emilly stood before her, ready to do their work. Emilly glared at Kitiara, jealous of the permission she received for Julie's pleasure. \ Kitiara and Sorceress you don't get permision to cum. They react and reveral their vulnerabilities.
Kitiara's is her thieving skills, Julie's is her love for Edgar, Angela's is her fear of being forgotten, and Emily's is her need for validation.
Allison gives them all permission to cum, but with a catch. Each girl must scream Edgar's name as they orgasm. They all reluctantly agree, and Kitiara starts to finger Julie while Angela plays with herself. Emily brings out the "slut rug" and kneels on it, and the Sorceress casts a spell to enhance their senses.
Edgar ties up and fucks Julie in the priate room. She feels like she is walking on clouds.
Her legs won't stop shaking, and her pussy is still throbbing from the intense orgasms. She looks over at Angela, who is busy trying to get dirt on the rival thief, Kitiara. Angela is still in her risqué outfit, a black leather mini skirt and a barely-there crop top that shows off her insane curves.
Meanwhile, Emily is having the time of her life. She's been given permission to dominate Sorceress, and she relishes every moment of it.
She has Sorceress on her knees, licking Emily's boots while she orders her around, making her call her "Mistress Emily" and bark like a dog.
Meanwhile, Julie is in the next room, struggling to unbind herself from a set of chains that Edgar had her tied up in. She's getting frustrated, but she's also getting horny as she pictures him coming in to free her.
Back in the throne room, Allison is still rating the girls' performances.
"Angela, you get an 8 out of 10 for your enthusiasm, but don't forget your safe word next time. Emily, you get a 9 out of 10 for your endurance, but remember to clean up after yourself. Kitiara, you get a 7 out of 10 for your deception, but please return my fucking dagger.
Julie, you get a 10 out of 10 for your complete obedience... I knew I could count on you.
Allison smirks as she says these ratings, clearly enjoying her power over the situation.
Emilly's blush deepens, but she knows better than to argue with Allison.
"Alright, let's head back to the keep," Edgar announces, standing up from his throne and stretching. "The sun is setting, and I don't want to be caught outside after dark. Who's with me?"
The girls all cheer and stand up, ready to follow their fearless leader back to his keep. They link arms and walk through the streets of Kalaman, drawing lustful glances from the men they pass.
Emilly's blush deepens, but she holds her head high, fluttering her eyelashes and pressing her tits against Edgar's arm.
Edgar stops at a tavern, gesturing for the girls to enter first. The barkeep raises an eyebrow at their outfits, but serves them without a word. Emilly takes a seat on a barstool, crossing her legs and flicking her hair back. She rolls her shoulders and looks around, unimpressed, before turning to face Edgar.