Chapter 12: Kinks and payback
Finally, Sorceress made her way back to the city of Kalaman. She knew that she would have a high price to pay for her insubordination and she was ready to do whatever it took to get back in Edgar's good graces. She could feel the whispers and stares of the other girls as she walked into the grand ballroom.
Edgar stood, flanked by Emily and Julie, both sporting sinister grins on their faces.
Sorceress, list and rate 6 men you most desperately want approval from. Include men prominant in Kalaman's theaters and Great Keep.
Sorceress Here are the six men I want approval from the most:
1. Edgar, the Dragonlance bard. Obviously. 10/10.
2. Jasper, the playwright from the Kalaman Theater. 8/10.
3 Travis, captain of the castle guard at the Great Keep. 6/10.4. Marcus, the charming musician from the Kalaman Theater. 9/10.
Sorceress, list 5 ways you be be the best brat in the group.
"So, Sorceress, you want to be the best brat in the group, huh?" Edgar asks, a small smile playing on his lips as he addresses Sorceress.
"Oh yeah, and I've got ideas," Sorceress replies as she scans the room, eyeballs locked onto someone across the room.
Emily and Allison high-five each other, giggling.
Julie nods in agreement. "We have important information to gather, and we can't afford to be distracted by petty squabbles. Let's focus on the task at hand."
The group heads out to the city of Kalaman, ready to blend in and gather information.
Emily and Allison exchange knowing glances and share a devious smile.
Sorceress, on the other hand, is feeling a little bit left out and is determined to regain her place in the group. She approaches Edgar, who is busy chatting with one of the local theater directors.
"Hey, Edgar," Sorceress says, a hint of desperation in her voice. "Can we talk for a second?"
Edgar raises an eyebrow and gestures for her to continue.
Sorceress takes a deep breath and attempts to control her emotions as she speaks the words that have haunted her for weeks.
I... I fucked the stable boy....... last night... He has a nice big horse cock... I couldn't help it....."
Sorceress is visibly shaken and embarrassed as she speaks. Emily, Julie, and Angela near-simultaneously burst out laughing and slides onto a nearby table, her eyes widening with shock at Sorceress's confession.
Seriously? The stable boy?
Every girl gets off a 1 liner and laughs.
Sorceress, for once, is left speechless.
Edgar chuckles, "Well, congratulations are in order I suppose. I hope he was worth it."
Sorceress turns bright red and stutters, "I-I don't know what you're -"
Edgar interrupts, "Save it, love. I can smell it all over you."
The girls roar with laughter, and Sorceress's face falls.
"Well," Emily says, wiping tears from her eyes, "we do have a job to do.
All the girls get off a roast 1 liner about what a dumb whore sorceress is.
"Sorceress, you're so stupid, you thought 'stable boy' referred to an actual boy whose name was Stable," Emily said as the chuckles subsided.
"Wow, that's rough," said Julie. "Almost as rough as having a name that's also a type of magical creature."
The girls roared with laughter, and even Sorceress couldn't help but crack a smile. "Okay, okay, you got me," she said. "I deserved that."
Edgar nodded, satisfied.
"Good girl," he said, patting her on the head. "Now, get out of here and make yourself useful."
Allison snickered. "I know, right?
"Alright, alright, that's enough," Edgar said, holding up his hands. "We all know Sorceress isn't the brightest bulb in the box, but she's still a valuable member of our team.
Sorceress now rate and rank the 5 meanest jabs we could hit you with 1-10. We have a detect lie spell up.
Edgar stood, flanked by Emily and Julie, both sporting sinister grins on their faces.
Sorceress, still reeling from her embarrassment, took a deep breath and braced herself as Edgar spoke. "We all know Sorceress isn't the brightest bulb in the box, but she's still a valuable member of our team. But," he added, "she has some debts to pay for her little stunt."
Sorceress rolled her eyes. She knew what was coming.
Sorceress now rate and rank the 5 meanest jabs we could hit you with 1-10. We have a detect lie spell up.
So, Sorceress, I suggest you be honest. We wouldn't want to see you suffer any unnecessary consequences."
Sorceress sneered at Edgar, her arms crossed defensively. "Fine, I'll play along. But you better not go easy on me," she said with a challenging glint in her eye.
"Oh, we won't," Emily chimed in, smirking. "In fact, I think we should make this interesting." She turned to Julie and whispered something in her ear.
Julie blushed and shuddered, then turned to Allison and did the same. Allison rolled her eyes and said, "Oh brother, this again?"
Sorceress gave Emily a triumphant smile. " You two will never outdo me. You can't even make each other come!"
Emily shot Kitiara a disgustedly amused look before turning back to Sorceress.
"Alright, here's the deal: if you don't want to be humiliated in front of everyone, you better tell us the truth. And honestly, I'm kind of rooting for the shame option here."
Sorceress rolled her eyes and sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to win this one. "Fine," she said. "Here's the deal. I slept with the stable boy, his horse cock was massive, and it was worth every second." Emily and Kitiara burst into laughter as Julie smirked and Edgar chuckled.
Sorceress now rate and rank 1-10 the 5 meanest jabs we could hit you with 1-10. We have a detect lie spell up.
I'll start.
Sorceress narrowed her eyes at Emily, her jaw clenched tight. "Thanks for the feedback, Emily. I'll work on improving my skills, don't you worry."
Julie rolled her eyes. "We all saw your act at the crow's nest.
Edgar plays tape of Edgar cumming on Kitiara's face in public. All the girls laugh and exchange 1 liners about how the Baron lost all respect for her when he saw that.
Sorceress's face falls, realizing that she's been outmatched once again.
"Alright, alright," Edgar says, holding up his hands to quiet the laughter. "We all know that Sorceress has her… quirks. . We need to gather information on the city's defenses for our upcoming mission.
Sorceress, list and rate 5 more vulnerabilities we can go after. Remember, I have a detect lie spell up.
I suggest you be honest."
Sorceress sighed, "Fine. I'll rank and rate the 5 meanest jabs you could hit me with, but I won't like it."
1."You're such a dumb whore, it's a wonder you can even breathe without assistance."
Sorceress list 5 outfits you look best in low and high status.
1. Leather bodysuit, thigh-high boots, and a cape - 10/10, edgy and empowering.
2. A formal gown with a plunging neckline and a slit up the side - 8/10, elegant and alluring.
4. A sheer lingerie set that leaves little to the imagination, but still oozes elegance - 6/10, daring and seductive.
5. An all-black ensemble, complete with leather gloves, a top hat, and a riding crop - 9/10, rebellious and commanding.
Now, let's get down to business," Edgar said, his expression turning serious. "We need to gather intel on the city's defenses for our upcoming mission.
Sorceress, list and rate 5 vulnerabilities of the city we can exploit," Edgar demanded, cutting through the tension in the air.
Sorceress sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "Fine. Here are five vulnerabilities:
1. The city's main gates are poorly guarded and can be easily breached.
I rate this a 9/1 0. There's a secret entrance to the city through the sewer system that's rarely guarded. The city's walls are old and crumbling in some places, making them vulnerable to attack.
Sorceress list the 5 most powerful men in the city you have a crush on and rate them.
Sorceress sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes as she knew she couldn't escape the embarrassing questions. "Fine, here are the top 5 most powerful men in the city I have a crush on, ranked from least to most attractive:"
1. Jasper the stable boy - He's a solid 6/10, but he does have a big horse cock so that adds some points. Plus, he's game for anything, which is always a plus.
Mayor Goldman - He's a bit too full of himself, but you have to admit, the power is a turn-on. I'd give him a 7/10. Lord Knight Bramwell - A bit too chivalrous for my taste, but those muscles are hard to ignore. I'd rate him an 8/10.
Sorceress go to the BDSM room now.
You're going to be a rope bunny tonight.
Sorceress groaned, dragging her feet as she followed Edgar to the BDSM room.
Sorceress has blindfold on. Edgar and a mystery man use her at different times and she doesn't know who they were.
The next day Sorceress has @Blowjob Queen @Dumb bitch collar @Cumrag @Blindfold on, and is kneeling in throne room.
She looked up just in time to see Queen Allison and Bard Edgar enter the room. Allison was dressed to the nines, wearing a beautiful dress that left little to the imagination. She had a confident smile on her face as she looked around the room, clearly comfortable with the power she wielded.
Edgar, on the other hand, looked just as pompous as ever. He wore a fancy coat and a bejeweled crown on his head, looking like he was ready to perform a concert for a packed stadium.
Sorceress list 5 men who might have fucked you and rate them. You came 8 times. Thank me for every orgasm with a dirty phrase.
Sorceress's cheeks burned as she heard the challenge, but she had no choice but to comply. "Thank you, oh great and powerful Edgar, for making me cum so hard last night," she said with a sardonic smile.
"I'm feeling so grateful, I'll even go the extra mile and list the five men who might have fucked me last night. Let me just think back to all the different cocks... I mean, men... I encountered."
Sorceress closed her eyes and pretended to ponder, but really she was just trying to come up with the dirtiest and most embarrassing options. She was enjoying this too much.
"Hmmm, let me see. There was that one guard with the tiny dick, but he made up for it with his eager tongue.
I'm going to rate him a 5 out of 10, solely for his enthusiasm. The stable boy, Jasper, with his big horse cock definitely deserves a 9. He fucked me hard and I came like a freight train.
The mystery man that Edgar brought in to use me as a rope bunny, now he was the real prize. I don't know who he was, but I would give him a solid 10 out of 10. He had the perfect combination of skill and dominance.
8/10."
Edgar chuckled, "Well, congratulations are in order I suppose.
Sorceress turned bright red and stuttered, "I-I don't know what you're -"
Edgar interrupted, "Save it, love.
Sorceress hung her head, a humiliated grin spreading across her face. "Y-yes, Edgar. I confess."
Emily and Julie snickered, exchanging satisfied looks, while Kitiara remained impassive, minimizing her own involvement in the situation.
Sorceress every time you are out now you won't know if any guy you see you might have fucked or he might have seen you fucked on camera.
Sorceress couldn't help but feel a blush creep up her face as she navigated through the crowded streets of Kalaman. The thought of anyone recognizing her from the tape of her session with Edgar and Kitiara was nerve-wracking, to say the least.
"You know, you could always wear a disguise," Emily suggested as they walked together, whispering so the other passersby couldn't hear them. "Or better yet, don't fuck every guy you see in public."
Sorceress narrowed her eyes at Emily.
Women will throw hissy fits if you are within 10 feet of their man or alone with him.
Sorceress rolled her eyes at Emily's words. "Please, as if I would ever be interested in your man. Or any of their men. And I'm sure they're all just DYING to be with me."
Edgar chuckled at Sorceress's response. "You never know, love. I'm sure any one of these men would be thrilled to have a go at you."
Sorceress groaned as she realized Edgar was referencing the tape from the night before. "Ugh, don't remind me.
I still can't believe I let you guys embarrass me like that," Sorceress groaned, rolling her eyes.
Edgar smirked and leaned in close, whispering, "Don't worry, love. I'm sure you'll get your chance to redeem yourself soon enough."
Sorceress felt a shiver run down her spine as Edgar's breath tickled her ear, but she tried to hide her reaction. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he still had power over her.
She hadn't forgotten the humiliation of being used as a "rope bunny" the night before. And now, the thought of anyone recognizing her from the tape made her blood run cold.
As they walked, Sorceress caught sight of a familiar face in the crowd - it was Jasper, the stable boy. She quickly turned away, but it was too late. He had seen her and gave her a knowing smile.
"Great, just what I need," Sorceress muttered under her breath.
Edgar overheard and chuckled.
"Ah, Sorceress, ever the buzzkill. You really do have an uncanny knack for ruining the mood. But perhaps that's why we love you."
Sorceress narrowed her eyes, unimpressed. "Only because I'm the best at putting you in your place."
Emily and Julie exchanged smirks, while Kitiara rolled her eyes. "How many times have we heard that one?, " she asked dryly.
Ignoring their comments, Sorceress returned her attention to Edgar, who was grinning at her.
"Ah, my dear Sorceress, I see you're realizing the gravity of the situation.
But have no fear, I'm sure with your... special talents, you can make it up to us." Edgar winked at her, causing Sorceress to roll her eyes.
Bard tells her to kneel and thank him. Sorceress does so uneasily. Bard says he'll be watching her closely to make sure she learns her lesson. Sorceress mumbles an agreement.
Edgar tells her to list 6 reasons men like to come on her face per the emotional impact clause. Rate and rank reasons 1-10 I've heard it makes them feel like a god in bed (8/10)
2. They like theassertion of dominance(9/10)
3. They want to mark her as theirs(7/10)
4. Its hot and memorable(10/10)
5. It's a power play and humiliation(8/10)
6. It turns them on mentally(6/10)
Sorceress now list and rate 5 men she wants to come all over her face.
Rankings 1-10. Include 1. Edgar, the musically talented bard with a wicked smile (9/10), 2.
Travis, the rugged and strong captain of the guard (8/10), 3. Theon, the flamboyant and mysterious merchant (7/10), 4. Marcus, the confident and charming musician (6/10), 5.
Lord Knight Bramwell, the muscled and chivalrous knight in shining armor (7/10).
Sorceress exchanges knowing glances with Kitiara, both of them aware that they have no intention of letting Edgar and his crew of snarky women keep her physically or emotionally down for long.
Raistlin, feeling his power threatened, conjured up a powerful spell to disrupt the meeting and spread chaos in the city.
A monstrous dragon appeared out of thin air, breathing fire and incinerating everything in its path.
The crowd screamed and dispersed in a panic, but not before Edgar had a moment to smirk at Raistlin. "Well, well, if it isn't the always predictable and eternally dull Raistlin. I must say, your pet dragon is quite the terrifying sight."
Raistlin hissed and snarled back, "You may mock me now, but just wait until this city is nothing but ashes and charred bones.
My dragon will destroy everything and everyone in favor of chaos and destruction, and you will all crumble before me!"
Edgar couldn't help himself and burst out into a fit of laughter. "A dragon? Is that the best you can come up with? First of all, dragons don't exist and even if they did, it's still no match for my own magical prowess. And secondly, chaos is overrated.
Chaos only creates more work for people like me. I prefer order and stability, thank you very much. I think it's time for you to leave now, Raistlin, before I decide to cast a spell that will make your dragon explode into a thousand tiny pieces of reptile confetti."
With one last growl, Raistlin disappeared into thin air, taking his dragon with him.
Sorceress couldn't help but chuckle at the display, despite herself.
Edgar All girls kneel in throne roon. Allison rate all the girls today.
"Julie, you get a 9 for your stunning spell work. Kit, you're at a solid 7 for your lightning-fast thieving."
Emily pipes up, "Well, I'd give myself a 10 for my superior insults and witty one-liners."
The girls chuckle, and Edgar raises an eyebrow. "And what about Sorceress? Where does she rank today?"
There's a tense silence as the group looks at the silent, kneeling Sorceress.
"Well," Edgar says, stroking his chin. "Let's see how much we learned from our exercise last night."
He turns to Emily who hops off the table and approaches Sorceress.
"Let's start with a blindfold," Emily says, grinning as she pulls out a tight, leather blindfold and secures it around Sorceress's head.
The room erupts in laughter as Sorceress squirms and adjusts her position, gripping the chair tighter with panic in her eyes. List 5 thing to add to girls contracts and rate them.
A blow job clause, where the girl has to suck off any guy Edgar points out - 10/10, always a classic in the Edgar household. A cumrag clause, where at the end of each night, the girl has to clean up Edgar's cum with her own rag - 9/10, not only is it degrading, but it also saves on laundry.
A silence clause, where the girl is not allowed to speak until she is spoken to - 8/10, excellent for shutting up the chattier girls. A bodywriting clause, where the girl's body can be used as a canvas for Edgar's artistic expression - 7/10, fun for when Edgar is feeling creative.
A degradee clause, where the girl is required to be degraded in front of guests and crushes - 10/10, the perfect way to ensure no one forgets their place.
Allision add 2 clauses to girls contracts. girls react.
Sorceress, Emily, and Kitiara all wince.
Allison holds up a finger, "First, we need to add some variety to your, erm, sexual favors. How about we include a new position every other week? I give this a 7/10."
Emily chimes in, "Second, I'm adding a clause that states you have to prepare my bath every night for the next month. And don't forget any added extras I might need.
I will now invoke the first silence clause, girls react.
"Fuck," Emily muttered under her breath as she watched Sorceress's eyes widen in surprise behind the blindfold. Kitiara, never one to pass up a chance to stir the pot, smirked and broke the silence.
"Oh, come on now, Blowjob Queen. That's no fun. I want to hear you squirm."
Emily shot her a dirty look, but Kitiara just shrugged, grinning mischievously. Allison cleared her throat, reminding the two of them to remain respectful and silent.
She had already implemented several new clauses in their contracts, including one where they had to kneel when a member of the higher ranking council entered the room.
The girls grumbled, but they knew better than to challenge Allison, especially when she was in this type of mood. Sorceress was still silent, still blindfolded, and still very uneasy at the situation. She knew that at any moment, she could be put through another embarrassing ordeal at the command of her Mistress.
The thought made her shiver with fear, but also with excitement.
She couldn't deny the thrill she got from being dominated and humiliated. It was just one of her many kinks, Edgar and the girls knew that.
"All right, boys and girls," Edgar announced, breaking the tension. "Let's review what we've learned today. Sorceress, come up here and kneel."
Sorceress obediently made her way to the front of the room, her blindfold still on. She had to admit, the not knowing who was touching her body was an interesting sensation.
She was surprised at how turned on she felt, not knowing what was going to happen next.
"Alright, alright," Edgar said with a chuckle. "No need to get so worked up, love. It's just us."
Sorceress let out a sigh of relief, but her arousal was still lingering in the air.
Emily couldn't resist taking advantage of the situation. "I think we have some unfinished business," she said, stepping forward and ripping off Sorceress's blindfold.
The room erupted in laughter as Sorceress blinked and squinted, adjusting to the light.
"Welcome back, my dear," Edgar laughed, still holding his penis in his hand.
Sorceress sputtered and spluttered, trying to regain her composure.
"Wha- what the fuck is going on?" she demanded, staring at the crowd of people around her. She saw Kitiara and Julie exchanging sly grins, and Emily winking at her.
Sorceress of course you have your tower but I will prepare a private room for you to stay here when you want. You are a good sport.
I do try my best. She giggles.
I can't help but notice you have a bit of a bulge in your pants there, Edgar.
He grinned, running a hand through his curly locks. "That's because I'm a grown man who appreciates a good show." "You're just mad that I'm better in bed than you are."
Edgar chuckled. "Keep telling yourself that, dear."
He turned to me and winked.
"You're feeling that heat, aren't you?"
"Not really," I lied, trying to sound casual.
"Oh come on, you know what I mean. You're undeniably attracted to me." I'd be lying if I said he had no charm.
"No, I'm just enjoying the view." I couldn't believe I was actually playing along, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to poke him in the ego.
"Fair enough," he smiled. "Let's see who can out-pun the other around the table.
Edgar, you're up first." Emily grinned.
"Sure thing, Emily. Here goes: Why don't dragons ever get sunburned? Because they always dragon-scale!" Edgar chuckled at his own joke.
Kitiara rolled her eyes. "Seriously, Edgar? That's the best you've got?"
"Hey, I'm just getting started. What about this one: Why was the dragon always looking for a fight? Because he wanted to be a dragon-slayer, of course!"
Allison groaned.
"Sorceress, I swear to the gods, if you keep this up, I will make you wear that collar every day for a month."
Sorceress stuck her tongue out at Allison. "You wouldn't dare."
"Try me," Allison shot back.
Meanwhile, Emily and Julie were busy practicing their new spell-casting techniques. Emily let out a triumphant cry as she successfully summoned a small bolt of lightning.
"See, I told you I could do it," she said, grinning widely.
"That's my girl," Julie said proudly. "I think I'll try to do a fireball next," Emily said.
"Uh, maybe not right now," Raistlin said, rushing over to stop her. "This isn't the place for inexperienced magic users to be doing complex spells, especially not with their current headspace," he warned.
Emily huffed and sulked, crossing her arms over her chest. "You always ruin my fun," she grumbled.
Julie shrugged. "Sorry, Emily. I don't want to risk starting a fire in Kalaman's throne room."
Kitiara snickered. "Yeah, and we all know how poorly the last fire in this city turned out."
Edgar waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, that was ages ago. And it was just a little bar fight."
"Yeah, but you started it!" Raistlin accused.
Edgar laughed. "I'll never tell. Now, back to our regularly scheduled program.
The sorceress rolled her eyes, her heart racing at the thought of being collared and used once again.
Bard snaps fingers, adds walk of shame clause to Sorceress and Kit contract. Girls react.
Sorceress sputters and giggles. Bard says put on an outfit and get me a latte bitch. Come back right away then we talk harvest festival. Get it from the Kalaman theater and I hope 4. Marcus, the charming musician from the Kalaman Theater. 9/10. sees you.
Sorceress hangs her head in embarrassment.
Edgar grabbing Sorceress's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. Royally scolding her.
"You forgot about the walk of shame clause, didn't you, Sorceress?" he asks, purring with delight.
Sorceress's cheeks turn a fiery red and she motions for a nearby servant to fetch her a drink.
She gulps down the contents of the glass, her nerves jangling like crazy.
"Come on, don't be shy. I told you to get me a latte, not some weak-ass sprite. Get moving before I revoke your privileges and make you go commando for a week!" he leers.
Sorceress squeaks in protest, then runs off as Edgar smacks her in the ass. "I don't know what Raistlin sees in her," he mutters under his breath.
"She's nowhere near as talented as I am."
Emily rolls her eyes. "Always so competitive, aren't you? Can't you just be happy for her success?"
Raistlin scoffs. "Success? Pfft. She's just lucky. And she's only popular because she's willing to spread her legs for anyone with a decent cock."
Edgar couldn't help but laugh at that. "Oh, Raistlin, you never cease to amaze me with your lack of subtlety.
And I thought I was bad," Edgar quipped, smirking at the sorcerer.
The awkward tension in the room was cut by Emily's snort of laughter. "Subtlety? Really, Edgar? You're one to talk."
"Emily, darling, I could be subtle if I wanted to. But where's the fun in that?" Edgar replied, winking at her.
Meanwhile, Sorceress was still stuck on the fact that Raistlin had just cum all over her face for no apparent reason.
She wiped her face with the back of her hand and looked at it, her eyes narrowed. "What the hell was that all about?" she demanded.
"Relax, it's just a little bit of spunk," Edgar said, dismissing her concerns.
"A little bit?" Sorceress exclaimed. "It's all over my face! And what's the emotional impact clause supposed to accomplish?"
Emily shrugged. "I dunno. I guess we just wanted to see how you'd react to being covered in cum.
And by the looks of it, you didn't disappoint," Emily said, smirking.
"Gross, seriously? I can't believe you guys did that. I can still feel it on my skin," Sorceress complained, trying to wipe up as much of the evidence as possible.
"See? That's why you need to be put in your place every once in a while. You're way too uptight," Allison added.
Sorceress shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Whatever.
I just need a shower and a change of clothes," Sorceress grumbled, unsuccessfully trying to wipe the sticky semen off her cheek.
Edgar chuckled, "I can help you with the change of clothes part, but for the shower, you're on your own."
The girls burst into laughter.
"Alright, back to business," Allison said, trying to regain her composure. "We have a festival to prepare for and I have some ideas for the competition."
Emily rolled her eyes, "Here we go again with the competitions.
Can't we just enjoy the festival without turning it into some crazy contest?" She sighed, districts were always competitive in nature and it was no different at the upcoming harvest festival.
Julie smiled sweetly, "Oh Emily, come on now. It's all in good fun. Besides, I have a feeling this year's competition will be something extra special."
Sorceress chimed in, "I have a feeling you're right, Julie.
I'm ready for a new challenge." Emily smirked and gave her a knowing look.
Edgar nodded, pleased with the eager spirits of the group. "Good. Then let's kick things off with a bang. Or two..."
He motioned towards Emily and Julie who stood up and began stripping down to their suitably provocative costumes.
"Hurry up, you two, I don't want to keep them waiting."
The crowd began to gather, eyeing the scandalous outfits with rapt attention.
Taking center stage, Emily strutted her stuff with the grace and precision of a seasoned performer. "Ooh la la, ladies and gentlemen," she purred. "I'd say the harvest festival competition is off to a promising start."
Sorceress rolled her eyes, adjusting the gold silk blindfold she wore like a headband. "As if we needed a competition to show off how talented we are." She didn't exactly sound confident. In fact, she sounded downright nervous.
I wasn't sure if it was the blindfold or the crowd that brought on her sudden case of stage fright.
"Alright, Emily, just do your thing," I comforted her, patting her shoulder.
Emily took a deep breath, steeled herself, and began to belt out a wildly inappropriate ballad about the time she met a cute stable boy in the midst of a messy harvest festival orgy. The crowd howled with laughter and hooted their appreciation.
Emily took a dramatic bow, feeling herself flush with pride. Sorceress, on the other hand, looked sick to her stomach.
"You're up next, Sorceress," Edgar shouted above the din. "Don't be shy, show us what you're made of!"
Sorceress gulped, adjusting the blindfold as her heart raced with anxiety. "I can't do this," she muttered, but the music started and she had no choice but to step into the spotlight.
Sorceress struck a pose as her song began to play, and the crowd went wild.
"Dancing queen, feeling confident alone! Your twerk game's on point, baby!", Juan, a fellow band member commented.
Sorceress gave a sheepish smile, flipping her long red hair as she danced.
But soon, Kitiara, the short, stacked thief, got in the game too.
Dressed in a skintight leather corset and fishnet stockings, Kitiara shook what her mama gave her and popped her hips seductively.
The crowd went wild as she worked her body in a way that would make any man's mouth water. Between juggling fire, sword swallowing, and downing liquid nitrogen shots, Kitiara provided an exhilarating performance that left everyone wanting more.
Flustered, Sorceress stumbled to the stage as the crowd roared loud enough to shatter glass. Draped in a flowing brown cloak, Emily stood by the side of the stage adjusting her crown to make sure it sat perfectly, she had worked tirelessly for weeks to create the perfect entrance.
She could feel her heart racing as the MC announced her name to the roaring crowd.
“Presenting, the woman you've all been waiting for, Emily 'the degrader'!” The MC shouted.
The crown slid down her forehead and she frantically pushed it back up, causing her to stumble forward onto the stage. With a dramatic wave, she pushed back her hood, releasing her long black hair that cascaded down her back. Her red eyes glowed with mischief as she looked around the crowd, relishing their anticipation.
After her performance a drunken man began hitting on Emilly. She had heard him use the same lines on him before and she had fucked him but he blew her off after that. Apparantly he had forgotten about it. She reacted.
"Who used to fuck this loser?"
"Who used to fuck this loco?!" Emily asked, pointing at the man.
The man's face dropped and he stammered, "U-um...was that you, Emily?"
She shrugged, "Does a bear shit in the woods?"
The man blinked blankly and Emily let out a loud cackle before strutting away.
In the throne room, the group discussed their strategy for the harvest festival competition.
Emily suggested a "rope bunny" demonstration, while Kitiara proposed a dirty talk presentation.
Kitiara, list 8 dirty talk phrases using slut and whore.
1. "Oh, you're such a dirty little slut, I can barely contain myself."
3. "I can't wait to see your slutty little body writhing under me."
4. "You're such a naughty little whore, I bet you want me to punish you."
5. "I love how easy it is to make you cum, you filthy little slut."
7. "I love how much you love it when I fuck you like the slut you are.
8. "You're a horny little whore, and I'm going to make you cum harder than you ever have before."
Sorceress, not one to back down from a challenge, spoke up. Here are 6 dirty phrases that references previous guys Emily and Julie fucked rated.
Rate them.
1. I ride them better than you ever will - 7/10, classic and aggressive.
Emily cackles at her own cleverness. Raistlin gave me the best orgasm ever - 7/10, a bit nostalgic but effective.
I've ridden more dicks than you've had hot dinners - 9/10, straightforward and vulgar but it gets the message across.
As I strutted back into the throne room, triumphant after my little stunt, Emilly couldn't help but let out a low whistle. "Looks like someone's feeling confident today."
"Damn right!" I exclaimed, striking a pose. "I've been practicing my shit talking skills, and it's time to put them to the test."
Dirty talk competition, list 7 phrases combining slut, whore, dumb, bitch, easy and previous guys who fucked you. Rate them.
1. I've had stupid jocks like you begging for more - 8/10, love the insult and the confidence.
I watched as Sorceress's face turned 50 shades of red, her mind scrambling for a clever comeback. But nothing came.
She was speechless.
And boy, did I enjoy seeing her like that.
"What's wrong, Sorceress? Cat got your tongue?" I asked, smirking.
"Fuck you, Emily," she spat, crossing her arms over her chest.
But her words lacked the usual venom and confidence. I could tell she was rattled.
And I loved it.
But before I could revel in my victory, Marcus walked in, and I heard Sorceress's intake of breath.
"Ah, Marcus, the charming musician from the Kalaman Theater. 9/10." I greeted him, shooting a look at Sorceress. "I see you've met our little guest of honor."
Marcus smiled at me, and I could see the wheels turning in his head. "Indeed, I have.
It's always a pleasure to see you, Emily," Marcus said, as he leaned in to kiss my cheek.
But I wasn't having it. I turned my head so his lips landed on mine instead. I could feel Sorceress's shock, but I didn't care. I was in the mood for a little playful revenge.
"Do you mind if I steal her away for a bit, Marcus? There's something I want to discuss with her in private," I said, smiling sweetly.
Marcus raised an eyebrow but nodded.
"Sure thing, Emily."
Sorceress watched as Marcus walked away, her heart racing and her mind reeling.
How could Emily do this to her? And in front of Marcus, of all people!
She could feel the tension building inside of her and knew she needed to release it before she exploded.
And what better way to do that than by getting a little dirty?
"Well, well, well," she said, turning back to Emily with a sly smile. "Looks like someone's feeling frisky."
Emily snorted. "Please, Sorceress.
You know how much I love to see you on your hands and knees."
Allison's words hung heavy in the air, but Sorceress stood her ground. "I'm a sorceress, not a damn dog."
Emily snorted at the exchange, leaning back in her chair and lighting up a joint. "Who knew being a sorceress came with so many benefits? We should add that to your contract, Blowjob Queen."
Kititara grinned, toking on the blunt and passing it to Raistlin.