Chapter 11: Allison's return. She comes to bards chamber after being on sideline.
"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.
Allison enters throne room. Edgar is on throne. She lists 5 emotions.
5 emotions: anger, jealousy, lust, excitement, and grudging admiration.
rate how much you feel now, you and I are alone.
Edgar snaps fingers for instant answers.
"Alright, let me see if I'm understanding this correctly.
Allison knell and answer the question. She kneels @Dumb bitch collar @Blindfold
rate you how feel now 5 emotions strengths.
"Alright, let me see if I'm understanding this correctly. You're angry at Emily and Allison for outmaneuvering you, jealous that Angela is stealing the show, feeling excited at the prospect of humiliating her, lusting after her perfect figure, and grudgingly admiring her ability to keep a straight face," Edgar said, grinning.
Allison nodded, impressed. "Exactly.
Now Allison rank 6 ways to submit right know and rate 1-10 how well you can submit to me right now," Edgar said, snapping his fingers.
Allis@Big Tits Collar @Dumb bitch collar @Cumrag @Slut rug on takes a deep breath and rattles off six ways to submit:
1. Blindfolded obedience - 9/10
2. Handcuffed silence - 8/10
4. Bent-over devotion - 10/10
5. Gagged adoration - 6/10
6. Willing worship - 10/10
"Interesting choices," Edgar says, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I like the creative thinking."
Just then, there's a knock on the door. Edgar quickly pulls Allison up and motions for her to hide behind a curtain as he answers it. In walks Angela, looking a bit disheveled and out of sorts.
"Sorry for the interruption, Master," she apologizes, "I was looking for the washroom."
She thinks she is alone. rate you how feel now 5 emotions strengths.
Angela kneels Dumb bitch collar blindfolded, trembling with anticipation. "Oh, my sweet Angela, you have no idea what's in store for you," Edgar says, his voice dripping with sinful desire.
Angela list and rank your 5 strongest emotions and rank. This will be in your contract.
"I-I understand," Angela stuttered, nodding slowly as she felt a chill run down her spine.
Without further ado, Angela, let's sign the contract for this week's comical debauchery." Kitiara handed over the parchment and a quill pen to Angela.
"Um... okay..." Angela gulped, looking over the document with a furrowed brow. She hesitated for a moment before nodding and signing her name.
Allison stepped out. Edgar says you can cast Julie, Emily, and Sorceress if you want, or just pick 1 of the the 3. We need to go around the city to get info about Dragon army.
Angela's breathing became shallow with excitement and anticipation as she awaited her fate. She couldn't help but wonder which of the girls would be picked for the task ahead.
Allison decided who to pick and rated her choices.
Allison: 10/10 Emily, 9/10 Sorceress, 8/10 Kitiara, 7/10 Julie.
Edgar grinned, "You've got great taste, Allison."
Allison blushed, "I try."
List 5 kinks that might help us get info on dragon army.
1. BDSM role-play - getting dominant and demanding with our leads might make them spill some secrets.
2. Sexy striptease - a little bit of tantalization can go a long way in making people more willing to talk.
3. Double-teaming - if we have two people working on each target, we can cover more ground quickly.
4. Submitting to their desires - finding out what turns the leads on and playing up to it can help them feel more comfortable around us.
5.
Allison this day isn't about humiliating the girls it's about getting the info. Get it done and if girls need to submit to an asshole or grovel for info and have them get ruined its a small price to pay.
"Those are some harsh words, Edgar," Allison said, raising an eyebrow. "But sometimes you have to break a few eggs to make an omelette."
Sorceress, who had been quietly listening, rolled her eyes. "Oh please. Like you've never stooped to that level before, Allison."
Emily snickered. "Guilty as charged. But hey, if it gets results, who cares?"
Julie, who had been quietly nursing a drink in the corner, finally spoke up.
"I don't know about you guys, but I think this whole situation is a little ridiculous. We're supposed to be a team, not competing against each other for the bard's affections."
Edgar leaned back in his throne, smirking at Julie's words. "Ah, but that's where you're wrong, my dear. In this world, competition and desire are what drive people to greatness. And I happen to enjoy a little competition."
Julie scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.
Edgar snaps fingers, Julie name your 6 biggest kinks and rate them.
She submits her answers:
1. Bondage: 8/10
2.Role-play: 9/10
3. Mind Control: 7/10
5. Public Displays: 10/10
The room was filled with laughter and jests as the girls tried to come up with the best way to get information about the Dragon army.
Emily 6 biggest kinks now.
Emily thought for a moment before saying, "Alright, here are my top six kinks, rated on a scale of 1 to 10:
1. Being dominated (9/10)
2. Public humiliation (10/10)
3. Toys and props (8/10)
4. Bondage (10/10)
"Well, well, well, someone's got a wild side," Edgar said, raising an eyebrow at Emily. "A 10 out of 10 for bondage? You might be just the person I need for this mission."
"Oh, really?" Emily's eyes sparkled with excitement. She was always up for a challenge.
"Oh, yes.
I like that dirty talk," Edgar said, biting his lip. "I'm getting hard just listening to you."
"You're not the only one," Emily admitted. "My panties are soaked right now."
"Well, take them off then," I challenged her. "Show me your pussy."
I couldn't resist. I leaned in, inhaling her intoxicating scent.
My cock twitched in my pants. I needed to be inside her. I leaned back, unbuckling my belt and pulling down my pants.
"Yes, please...fuck me," she begged, her voice husky with desire.
Every other girl start casting minor illusions about what a whore she is.
Emily was feeling a bit vindictive as she watched Angela prostrate herself before Edgar, all while trying to maintain a confident facade. Angela just shrugged, trying to play it cool.
Allison list your 6 biggest kinks.
Allison, without hesitation, reeled off her list of kinks as if reciting a mantra:
1. Submission (9/10)
2. Humiliation (10/10)
3. Roleplay (9/10)
4. Dirty Talk (9/10)
5. Paddling (8/10)
6. Double Penetration (10/1 0)
Allison gave a mischievous smile, "I'd be happy to arrange that for you, Edgar," as she imagined bondage, dirty talk, and double penetration as they gathered intel on the Dragon army.
Emily rate 6 outfits and how you look in them.
"Okay," Emily says with a sigh, "let me think for a second." She closes her eyes and purses her lips, considering her options.
1. "First, there's the classic little black dress. You know, the one that hugs my curves and shows off my cleavage?" She opens her eyes and smiles at Edgar, who nods appreciatively. "
It really brings out my naughty side," Emily says, winking at Edgar. "Then there's the cheerleader outfit. Complete with the short skirt, low-cut top, and pom-poms. I can twirl them in your direction, if you like."
Emily puts on the cheerleader outfit with a wink and twirls the pom-poms in Edgar's direction, causing him to chuckle. "Next, there's the nurse outfit.
I'll wear it complete with a short skirt, tight top, and a stethoscope. I can make you feel all better with just a little examination." Emily puts on the nurse outfit, complete with fishnet stockings and a flirtatious grin.
"And finally, there's the French maid outfit. It's a classic for a reason. Nothing says 'I'm here to please' like a sexy maid uniform," Emily says, striking a pose as she models the outfit for Edgar.
Everyone list 3 2 word phrases to put on Emily with illusion as I fuck her.
Allison:
1."Slutty whore", "
2. Angela's bitch",
3. "Bard's toy"
Emily: "Kitten in heat", "Humiliated slut", "Pleasure junkie"
Julie:
1. Dirty wench",
2, "Bound bimbo",
3. Public fucktoy"
Edgar: "Naughty girl", "Bard's plaything", "Begging slut"
Emily let out a loud moan as the first illusion appeared on her body.
The words 'Angela's bitch' swirled around her, as if written in the air. She quickly recovered, didn't want anyone to think she was actually enjoying herself. She'd rather die.
Emily list 6 ways to beg to get permission to squirt.
Rate them.
Emily lets out a loud gasp as she reads the illusions written on her body. She glances at Angela, who refuses to make eye contact. Emily quickly composes herself, trying to save face.
Emily rolls her eyes and begins to list off ways she could beg for permission to squirt:
1. "Please, Master, I'll do anything you say if you'll just let me cum."
2. "I'm begging you, I need to cum so bad, please let me squirt."
3. "If you let me cum, I promise to be extra submissive and obedient."
4. "Please, I'll do whatever it takes to earn your permission to cum, just tell me what you want."
Every girl gets off a roast 1 liner as Edgar does her doggie style.
"Come on, Emily, you can think of something better than that," Kitiara said, rolling her eyes. "I'm sure you've got some dirt on Angela that we can use to our advantage."
"Angela's a slut," Emily said, matter-of-factly.
"We know that already, thanks for the contribution," Allison said with a snort.
Emily, feeling a little left out, decided to up the ante. She stood up from her chair and sashayed over to the bar cart, pouring herself a generous glass of whiskey. She threw it back in one swift motion and slammed the glass down on the table, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
She couldn't resist the urge to rub it in Angela's face, relishing the look of shock and horror on her rival's face.
"Ah, that's the spirit!" Edgar exclaimed, his laughter spreading through the room like wildfire. "I knew I could count on you, Emily.
Angela, I'm disappointed. You should have known better than to mess with my whisky.
Angela glared at Emily, her eyes blazing with anger. But before she could say anything, Edgar interrupted. "Enough. We have a mission to complete and not much time to do it in.
I need all of you to focus, not get caught up in petty squabbles and insults.
Julie, your job is to gather information on the Dragon army's movements and weaknesses. I need you to be sneaky, cunning and clever. You have to blend in and act like you belong there. It won't be easy, but I know you're up for the challenge.
Emily, I want you to use your...gift of persuasion to get any information that Julie might have missed. Don't be afraid to get creative with your methods.
I need details, and I need them fast.
Now, as for you, Emily, I have a special assignment in mind. You'll be working closely with Julia. She's been having some... discipline issues lately. I want you to take her under your wing and show her the ropes. Teach her the importance of obedience and discipline. And if she doesn't learn her lesson quickly enough, feel free to add some extra incentive.
List 6 funny ways to take her down a peg or two that satisfy my kinks and rate them.
Allison thought for a moment, before coming up with the following list:
1. Handcuff Her to the Bed: 7/10 - She loves rough play, and handcuffing her would be a fun way to assert dominance, while also keeping her close.
Emily: "I've done it before. It's always a good time."
Allison: "I'll take that into consideration." She looked as if she wanted to say more, but Emily interrupted her.
"Hey, Kitiara, I heard a rumor lately that you've been sneaking into the Dragon army's campground at night. They say you've been seducing their soldiers for your own amusement."
Kitiara laughed. "What can I say? A girl's got to have some hobbies."
Emily: "Oh, I know all about hobbies. Mine just happen to be more...legal." She gave Kitiara a wink.
Emily List 6 funny ways to take Julie down a peg or two that satisfy my kinks and rate them.
Spank Her: 8/10
2. Joke About Her Magic Skills: 7/10
3. Make Her Wear a Dumb Bitch Collar: 10/10
4. Force Her to Sing Karaoke: 6/10
5. Use Food for Sexual Innuendos: 9/10
6. Publicly humiliate her with a fake séance: 10/10
As Emily continued to list her ideas, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the prospect of putting Julie in her place. She was tired of her constant attempts to undermine her and was ready to show her who was boss.
"I think the séance is a fantastic idea," Allison said, a sly grin spreading across her face.
Allison steps near the fireplace and conjures a crystal ball, giving it a quick polish on her shirt. She then pulls out her Ouija board and arranges it on top of a table.
"Gather 'round, ladies," Allison says, gesturing to the group seated in the dimly lit room. "Slut-face is about to commune with the spirits."
"Now, my dear Julie," Edgar says, moving closer to her. "How about you demonstrate that blindfold for me?"
Julie stands up nervously, glancing at Sorceress for any sign of support, but gets nothing. Edgar gently removes the blindfold and Julie gasps as she sees her reflection in a mirror nearby.
"Oh, Edgar, I look...horrible!" she exclaims, her eyes wide and filled with panic.
The room erupts in laughter at Julie's expense, and she can't help but feel a bit embarrassed. She was never good at handling criticism, especially when it was public and humiliating.
"Sorry, Julie," Emily says, trying to stifle her laughter. "I guess I got a little carried away with the blindfold."
"A little carried away?" Juli@Dumb bitch collar @Cumrag @Blowjob Queen e asks, incredulous. "You completely disoriented me and then made me look like a fool in front of everyone!"
"Oh, come on," Allison chimes in.
"You know you'll love it. Just imagine getting spanked like the naughty little sorceress you are."
Julie blushes and tries to protest, but the other women just laugh and continue to tease her.
"What's the matter, Julie?" Edgar says with a grin. "Are you afraid of a little discipline?"
Julie's cheeks are now bright red as she tries to maintain her composure, but it's no use. The laughter and taunts from the group are just too much.
Julie's face is now beet red and she can feel the heat radiating off her body. She's never felt more embarrassed in all her life.
Julie, list 5 outfits that would tease you about if you wore, rate them.
Julie hesitated, blushing deeply at the thought of parading herself in front of the others. But she couldn't back down now, she had to see this through. She rattled off the first outfit that came to mind. A skimpy bunny costume -
1. 7/10. It would definitely draw attention to her ample assets, but it was a bit too cutesy for her taste.
2.A leather dominatrix outfit - 8/10. This one she was more comfortable with.
She smirked, "How about a sexy nurse outfit? I can give you a checkup with a stethoscope down your pants," she suggested, receiving a unanimous 9/10 rating.
"All right, let's get down to business," Allison said, changing the subject. "We need to come up with a plan to take down the Dragon army.
One that's as amusing as it is effective," Allison said, taking charge.
"How about we send Julie in as a distraction, dressed like a slutty nurse?" Emily suggested with a wink. "She can cause chaos while we gather intel."
Julie glared at Emily, but couldn't deny the idea had merit. "Fine, but when I come back covered in dragon cum, don't say I didn't warn you."
Sorceress laughed.
"Oh, Emily, you always know how to make me laugh. I give your idea a 9/10 just for sheer audacity."
Edgar nodded. "I concur. The Dragon army won't know what hit them. Emily, you'll take charge of the mission and make sure Julie knows her place in this little operation."
Julie pouted but didn't argue. She knew she had to earn her way back into the group's good graces, and if dressing up like a slutty nurse was what it took, then so be it.
She could do humiliating things on a daily basis, but this was different. This was about the mission.
Julie wiggled into a tight-fitting nurse costume, her large breasts spilling out of the tiny cups, her thighs bulging through the torn fabric of the miniskirt. She looked in the mirror and couldn't help but feel a wave of self-loathing. She had never felt so objectified before.
Kitiara snickered as Julie approached.
"Looking good, slutty nurse. Don't forget the baby talk and dirty rhymes."
Julie rolled her eyes, adjusting her tight skirt.
She was not thrilled about having to dress like a cheap whore for this mission, but she was determined to prove herself worthy to the group.
"Now, listen up," Edgar commanded as he paced around the room. "We'll go in pairs. Kitiara and Allison will scout the perimeter of the Dragon army's camp. Emily and I will sneak in and gather information on their tactics. And Julie, you
Edgar hesitated, trying to suppress a grin.
"Well, Julie, it looks like you have quite the task ahead of you. Do you think you're up for it?"
Julie scoffed, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Of course I am. I'm a Sorceress, after all. I can handle anything that comes my way."
Edgar chuckled and shook his head. "Alright then, let's get you properly equipped for your mission.
Emily, Kitiara, run to my chambers and bring back those five outfits I had laid out for Julie. Make it snappy!" Edgar shouted.
Emily and Kitiara exchanged a smirk as they left the room, knowing that Julie would be far from pleased with their selections.
They returned quickly with a nurse outfit, a maid outfit, a business suit, a hula dancer costume, and a waitress outfit.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Julie exclaimed, exasperated.
"But this is humiliating!"
Emily, Kitiara, and Allison looked at each other and burst out laughing. Edgar just chuckled and shrugged.
" It's all in good fun, Julie," Emily said, still giggling. "And it'll help you get into character. Now, which outfit do you want to wear first?"
Julie sighed and reluctantly picked up the nurse outfit. "Fine. But I'm only wearing this one."
Edgar raised an eyebrow. "That's not how this works, Julie.
Julie list the 5 most embarassing things in your contract.
1. Cleaning semen off my face and body with a white rag in front of everyone.
2. Performing a striptease for Edgar and getting spanked for being "too slow".
3. Wearing a ball gag and having Edgar instruct me on how to properly suck a cock. 4. Spanking session with Allison where I'm not allowed to climax until she gives the order.
5. Being made to wear a ridiculous "Blowjob Queen" crown while giving head to Edgar and his friends.
Add to your contract you will wear whatever outfits Edgar requires and when you roll your eyes in Edgar's presence you will go to the BDSM room and apologize and give up another boundry. Sign here.
Now, not only do I have to wear degrading outfits for the entire mission, but I also need to sign a contract that outlines all the embarrassing stuff I have to do?
Oh, come on, Julie. Don't be such a sore loser. We're just messing with you. You'll be fine. Besides, it's all in good fun. Don'tcha think?
Julie grumbled as she signed the contract, feeling humiliated but there was something oddly thrilling about it.
Emily and Kitiara continued their roasting, taunting Julie about her new "Blowjob Queen" title and her lack of control in the situations to come. Sorceress smirked at the scene, enjoying every moment of her friend's discomfort.
"Ooh, how about a nice nurse outfit to start, Julie?" Emily suggested, wagging her eyebrows.
Ju@Side bitch Crown lie groaned, defeated.
"All right, all right! I'll wear a nurse outfit, okay? Just quit with the crowning. Fucking idiots," she muttered to herself as she marched into the wardrobe to retrieve the uncomfortable ensemble.
Edgar and the rest of the group erupted in laughter.
"You may be a sorceress, but nothing gets you to your kinks faster than the thought of having to wear a nurse outfit," Emily quipped as she shook her head with amusement. "Side bitch" jukebox queen on the cover"
Julie scowled and narrowed her green eyes, "At least I can cast some pretty impressive illusions, unlike you."
Edgar arched an eyebrow, "Excuse me, Miss Arrogant Sorceress?
I don't believe I heard you clearly."
Julie rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "You heard me just fine, Edgar. No need to pretend otherwise."
Emily chuckled, "Oh Julie, you're always so easy to rile up. I love it."
Kitiara grinned, "Yeah, and it's especially fun when you have to wear a silly outfit and clean up disgusting fluids for us, right?"
Julie huffed, "Why do I always have to be the one to clean up after you guys?
It's so humiliating."
Emily shrugged, "Well, you are the cleaning slut around here. Might as well get used to it, hon."
Julie rolled her eyes, but deep down she knew Emily was right. She was the sorceress of dirty deeds and face-sitting, and she had agreed to every demeaning and debasing task thrown her way.
Edgar stifled a laugh and said, "Alright, alright, let's just get this over with. Julie, go ahead and start with the semen and spit cleanup.
Slapstick style, please."Edgar said, grinning wickedly as she cringed.
Julie grumbled under her breath as she grabbed the rag and got to work on the semen stains on her clothes, putting on a show for the crowd.
Emily: "Well, she certainly knows how to clean with enthusiasm!" to which Julie answered, "Would you prefer another glorious public display of humiliation next time?
Edgar watched the entire scene with a pleased smirk, amused by the competition between the two sorceresses.
Allison nodded in agreement, planting the seed for another hilarious encounter later on.
Julie was seething with anger, but knew better than to show it. She needed approval and validation, especially from Edgar.
Emily and Julie will usually adopt what each other gets in the contract. Emily will compete with Sorceress and will agree to anything she does to spite her and top her.
Emily smirked at Julie as she sulked in the corner. "What's wrong, Jules? Don't like your new outfit?" she asked sardonically.
Julie rolled her eyes, trying to keep her cool. "It's fine," she said through gritted teeth. "But I don't see why I have to wear this ridiculous nurse outfit.
It's not even a remotely accurate depiction of what nurses wear these days," Julie pouted.
"Oh come on, it's just a little fun. And besides, it's not like you haven't worn worse," Emily said with a wink.
Julie couldn't argue with that. The list of embarrassing outfits she had been forced to wear in the past was almost comical.
From her infamous "nurse outfit" to her memorable "maid outfit," Julie knew that this new mission would not be any different.
"So, who do I get to clean up after me this time?" Julie joked, pouting.
"Don't worry, darling, I'm sure you'll do just fine on your own," Edgar replied silkily, winking at Emily.
Emily giggled, a mischievous looked crossing her face.
"Well, Julie, looks like you're the designated cumrag today. Time to clean up all traces of semen and spit in a most humiliating manner."
Julie winced at the mention of the word 'cumrag', but she couldn't back down now. She took a deep breath and nodded, trying to keep her composure. I'll do it."
Edgar grinned and motioned to the semen-filled room. "Be my guest, Julie.
Show us what you've got," Edgar said with a sneer as he pointed towards a pile of cum-stained sheets.
Julie let out a long-suffering sigh and begrudgingly approached the foul mess. She tried to steel herself as she picked up the sheets and began to clean, but her nose couldn't help but wrinkle in disgust at the smell.
Emily, on the other hand, was having the time of her life.
The burning envy and desire to outdo Sorceress had turned her into a monster, and she embraced it with a crazy zeal.
Edgar's approval HUGE turn on: "Thought you were going to need more chilling, Ms. Drunk Nurse?"
Emily's nurse uniform had taken a hit from the whipped cream gun . She waddled over with a wicked grin on her face.
"Nurses have to obey, you know that, don't you, Drunk Nurse?" Emily said, rubbing her hands together in anticipation.
"Bend over the bed, Drunk Nurse. Time for your punishment."
Julie eyed the immodest Emily with contempt and started to protest. "You can't just… you can't really…"
"You'd best mind me, Drunk Nurse. I'm dead serious."
The drunken and defeated Julie sighed and leaned over the edge of the bed, presenting her behind to Emily.
"You can't possibly expect me to clean up all of that with just my tongue, can you?" she pleaded.
"Oh, no, I certainly don't," Emily said with a wicked grin. "You'll have to use your mouth and hands as well. And I'll be timing you, of course.
Winner gets extra points in the next competition."
Julie groaned in frustration, but there was no arguing with Emily when she got like this.
Their usual playful banter between Sorceress and Emily had spiraled out of control, with Julie's humiliation centered at the heart of it all.
"Think fast, Sorceress. What's the easiest way to put Emily in her place right now?" Allison questioned, in a voice dripping with mischief. Julia scowled as she thought, her brain racing with various scenarios aimed at setting her frenemy straight. The clock was ticking, and Emily looked poised to strike again.
Julie saw her chance and pounced.
Edgar said Julie do you want a room here? list and rate 3 emotions.
Embarrassment - 10/10
2. Anger - 9/10
3. Excitement - 8/10
Flushed and riled up, Julie stormed out of the room and into the corridor. Swallowing the rage bubbling within her, she took a moment to herself and started to breathe deeply.
"Yes, Lord Edgar. I would be honored to have a room here in your esteemed tower." She bats her eyelashes up at him, trying to appeal to his chivalrous side.
Edgar laughs, "Ah, my spunky little Sorceress, you never fail to entertain me. Very well, you may have a room here. But only if you continue to amuse me."
Julie observes this, feeling a mix of embarrassment (9/10) and anger (8/10) at her new living arrangements.
Emily, on the other hand, can't help but smirk as she hangs up her side bitch crown, ready to remind Julie who is in charge.
But before Emily can even finish up, Julie has already dug out her own cumrag and begins to clean up the mess left behind by the group's drunken festivities, determined to make a point.
Added to Julie contract. Side room for @Side bitch Crown , She thanks me topless once a week on @Camera
and I can use her as my personal cumrag in any situation
Side bitch Crown, the girl who wears this is queen of the side bitches. Other girls will roll their eyes around her knowing she will fuck and suck husbands and boyfriends. She will give great blowjobs and have her hair pulled a lot.
1. Sorceress: "Why does the Side Bitch Crown have to be like this?
It's so demeaning."
Edgar has the girls back in throne room. One of you girls needs to win queen of the harvest festival.
1. Big tits
2. 3 new boundries pushed
3. Gain new 2nd lv spell
4. Access Great keep
Allison rate 4 girl candidates.
Julie - 9/10. Even though she got cocky with magic, I can see that she's trying to get back on top.
2. Emily - 7/10. She's hot and all, but she's a bit too slutty for my taste.
3.
Sorceress - 8/10. She's a firecracker and always brings entertainment to the group. But she can also be quite the bitch sometimes.
She's a sure bet to get us into the Great Keep and access some new spells. Rate you and Angela.
1-10
Me: 9/10. Always down for a good time, and never discriminates against outfits.
Rste Angela and Kit.
1. Angela, 7/10. A bit plain, but reliable and steady. Definitely not a suck-up like those other two.
2. Kitiara: 10/10. That slut knows how to party. She’d whore herself out to any man or beast if it meant having a good time.
“The Harvest Festival Queen competition will be a three-day event. The girls will perform a series of tasks, including appearances in the bustiest and sexiest outfits.”
“Aw, Great,” Sultry Sorceress retorted. “I hope everyone has signed their contracts already.”
“Don’t worry, Sorceress,” Emily interjected, “I’ve already collected everyone’s signatures.
Your contract has been updated with your new responsibilities as the Harvest Festival Queen."
"How fitting," Julie sneered, "I guess my crown isn’t the only thing I'll be wearing for the entire weekend."
Edgar chuckled, a smirk playing on his lips. "That depends on how well you perform in the competition."
Julie rolled her eyes, a spark of anger flickering in her emerald gaze. "And just what kind of performance are you expecting?" she challenged.
Emily stepped forward, her excitement palpable.
Allision schedule a session with each girl individually in the BDSM room with me to go over festival, Allision let’s go in my private quarters. She reacts.
"Oh, well, in that case, I'll get started on my three new outfits right away."
Allison models 3 outfits in Edgar’s private quarters
1. The first, a nurse outfit. “How do I look, Edgar: like I just came from the ER, or just about to walk in?”
(She winks as she lifts her skirt up). The second, a maid outfit. “Who wants their damn slippers warmed up?” (Slaps her butt and exits, twirling in the lacey skirt). The third, a knockout business suit.
"Should I take this to the boardroom or the bedroom?" Allison asks, sliding her hand over her curves and licking her lips.
Edgar's eyes are wide with desire as he watches her strut around his room. She has mastered the perfect combination of humor and sex appeal.
Edgar says now the best candidates to win this are
1. Allision
2. Angela
3. Kitiara
4. Emily
Worst
1. Sorceress
The girl that wins this will gain some status and power, but with the increased attention it might make them hard to play new high status roles. List 5 things you want Allison.
1. Allison wants more attention and validation from Edgar.
2. She wishes to step up as the leader in their little group.
3. Allison wants to finally put Sorceress in her place.
List 5 arguements for and against you winning harvest Queen.@
Against:
1. I can't whore myself as well as Emily.
2. If I win I can't play high status roles like royalty as well.
For
1. I'm the most intelligent of the group. I have stamina and endurance, able to keep up with any challenge they throw at me.
2. I'm the one who always keeps the peace and helps keep petty disputes from escalating into full-blown arguments.
3. I have a sharp mind and am able to quickly come up with solutions to complex problems.
4. I'm reliable and can always be counted on to come through when the group needs me most.
Allison, I respect your judgement and trust you. Your tits are great, Angela and Kit are in the same tier but yours get it done. Rate and rank 3 girls 1-10to win the competition.
Emily: 9/10 - "She's sassy and quick-witted, with a great body and a talent for degrading herself. Plus, she's got a competitive streak a mile wide."
Angela: 7/10 - "She's sweet and innocent looking, but don't be fooled. Big tits and an artist.
Allison rate yourself and Kit for this.
Allison: 8/10 - "I can be just as dirty as the girls for this competition, don't you worry."
Kit: 7/10 - "I'll show the other girls a thing or two about getting down and dirty. I'm not called the Slut Queen for nothing."
Ok for next 2 days each girl has multiple walks of shame in the city center. Get coffee in a different kinky outfit, make it obvious you were fucked and used the night before.
- Allison: "If you ask me, this 'used' ensemble is my best look yet."
- Emily stubbornly ignoring the fact that it looked like she'd slept in it, responding: "That or you were just trying to outdo Julie in the sluttiness department."
Arrive at the Bard's tower for a competition. Allison and Julie paired together, Emily chosen for the first test, blowing Edgar in front of an audience.
- Sorceress can't help but glance over at the performance with a small smile on her face.
"Looks like Emily is getting the first taste of humiliation," she remarks.
- Julie raises an eyebrow. "She doesn't seem too bothered by it. She's already got quite the skilled reputation when it comes to that particular act."
- "True," Sorceress says. "But the crowd isn't going to let her off easy. They won't be gentle with their comments."
- As if on cue, a group of drunk men start hollering and whistling at Emily.
She rolls her eyes and keeps sucking, degrading herself for Edgar's and the crowd's amusement.
- Julie, on the other hand, can't help but feel a little victorious. Emily may be getting all the attention right now, but Julie knows that it's only a matter of time before it's her turn to be humiliated. And she plans on making the most of it.
- Emily finishes up and steps back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. The crowd cheers and whoops, clearly impressed by her skills.
"Ang@Big Tits Collar @Cumrag @Cumragela, you list your 5 biggest kinks and rate them.
Facials - 10/10
2. Degradation - 9/10
3. Spitting - 8/10
4. Nurse roleplay - 7/10
5. Bondage - 6/10
Edgar spits in her face. He adds to Angela's contract every week in the BDSM room she offers new outfits to take facials in. She blushes and giggles.
"I guess I do have a reputation for that, don't I?" she says, winking at Edgar. "But trust me, I'm not just a one-trick pony."
Emily struts forward and takes her place in front of Edgar. "Alright, who's ready to see what I can really do?" she asks with a sly smile. The audience cheers as she drops to her knees and begins to work her magic.
Soon, Emily's head is bobbing up and down, up and down, much to the delight of the crowd and Edgar.
She is completely in her element, as if the power of pleasing a man gives her the validation she so eagerly craves.
In contrast, Julie is standing to the side, observing with an air of competitive comparison. She knows she can do better, but she just needs to be pushed a little further.
Edgar, sensing her insecurity, calls out to her. "Hey, Sorceress! You want to join in on the fun?"
Julie hesitates for a moment, before finally nodding her head. She walks over and takes her place next to Emily.
The two of them kneel before Edgar, simultaneously trying to show off their best tricks. The competition is fierce, with each girl vying for Edgar's attention and approval.
The competition is getting heated, and Edgar is loving every minute of it.