Dragonlance bard Edgar meets sorceress Julie and puts her in her place publicly and privately. She works hard for his approval. She submits on a regular basis.

Chapter 14: Vulnerability teasing and Sorceress cut down

Emily, still feeling the sting of Sorceress's confession, followed Edgar up the grand spiral staircase to his tower. The stone walls seemed to close in on her, making her feel small and insignificant, while Edgar radiated dominance and power.

As they reached the top, Edgar threw open the double doors, revealing a lavish chamber filled with silk, gold, and velvet. The soft light from the large windows illuminated women clad in the finest gowns and accessories, their eyes locked onto Edgar as he entered.

"Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise," he said, his deep voice reverberating off the high ceiling. "Please, continue with your... discussions."

Emily and Kit@Big Tits Collar iara glanced at each other, smirking. "We were just listing ways to take Sorc@Dumb bitch collar eress down a peg or two," Emily said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Edgar raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what would those be?"

Julie spoke up, "We were thinking of reminding her of her place using sharp wit and banter.

You know, cutting remarks and wordplay that would leave her red-faced and embarrassed."

Kitiara nodded in agreement, "That way, she'll learn to think twice before acting out again.”

Emily smirked, “Or we could make her wear a ridiculous outfit and embarrass her in front of everyone. Something that would accentuate her curves and make her feel self-conscious.”

"Or how about a public role assignment?" Julie suggested. "Make her play the servant while we all dine and make all the decisions for her.

Or better yet, we could challenge her to a competition and make her the loser no matter what. She'll have to do whatever the winner says, no matter how humiliating it is."

Edgar chuckled and shook his head. "You girls have too much time on your hands. But if that's what you want, then let's do it. We'll make Sorc@Cumrag eress the butt of all our jokes and have a good laugh at her expense."

Kitiara grinned mischievously. "Ooh, I like the sound of that.

A little friendly competition," Emily said, wagging her eyebrows at Sorceress, who huffed and crossed her arms.

Emily's eyes sparkled with mischief. "For every round she loses, we'll take away one of her beloved items. Coll@Slut rug ars, crowns, jewelry, clothes - you name it. And the last round? The loser has to go sans clothing. Deal?"

The girls all giggle at the prospect. Sorceress's cheeks turn a bright red, but she doesn't back down. "You're on, Emily. But if I win, you have to clean the entire castle from top to bottom by yourself."

Edgar raises an eyebrow.

"You are aware that I am the one in charge here, right?" he asks.

Ju@Big Tits Collar @Cumrag lie's eyes twinkle. "Of course, but we can still have a little fun, can't we?"

Edgar chuckles and shakes his head. "Alright, fine. Let's get started."

Julie smirks and turns to Emily. "Well, Em@Blowjob Queen ily, let's see if you have what it takes to take down the Sorceress."

Emily grins back. "Oh, I do.

And I plan on winning, too," Emily retorted, grinning like a fool.

"Well, I can't wait to see how you plan on doing that," Sorceress drawled, rolling her eyes.

"First, we play a game of Truth or Dare. If you refuse to answer any truth or complete a dare, you lose a piece of jewelry or clothing. Sound fun?"

Emily glanced over at Edgar, who had a wicked grin on his face. She couldn't tell if he approved or not, but she didn't care.

Emily's eyes glittered with mischief. "Alright, let's get this show on the road," she announced, taking a deep breath. "First dare, Sorceress -I dare you to walk around this room with this egg on your head!" Emily said, producing a raw chicken egg from somewhere.

Sorceress laughed, "Oh, is that the best you can come up with?" She said, incredulous.

And if you mess up, you have to take off a piece of clothing."

Kitiara barked a laugh and Emily snorted, "Nice one, Julie. But I've got an even better one. I dare you to eat this tablespoon of wasabi without crying." She held up a large spoonful of the bright green sauce and Sorceress stared at it for a moment before reluctantly agreeing.

As Sorceress grimaced and choked down the spicy paste, Emily cackled with glee, "Okay, okay.

Now it's my turn for a truth. Ask me anything, girls!"

Julie raised her eyebrow, "Alright then, Emily. Who was the last person you fucked? And be honest."

Emily blushed, "It was...uh...Kititara. We had a bit too much to drink one night, and things got a little carried away."

The others giggled, and Kititara shrugged, "Well, it was fun while it lasted.

You can have him back now, Sorceress."

Sorceress crossed her arms, looking unimpressed by Kititara's confession. "I knew it. Wilting violet and sexually frustrated. Excellent."

"Hey now, Sorceress," Edgar interjected, "Don't pull that pretty dress over your eyes.

I know you want to get in on the fun, too."

Sorceress scoffed, "The only fun I'll be having is watching you all make fools of yourselves."

Sorceress says to Edgar, you talk a good game but you don't back it up. You woudn't dare show me on camera to my 3 biggest crushes.

"She's just a cheap whore who'll do anything for a crown or a collar," Sorceress said, sneering at Emily.

"Hey, I resemble that remark," Kitiara said, grinning as she twirled her new side bitch crown on her finger.

Emily narrowed her eyes at Sorceress. "You're just jealous because you don't have the guts to admit that you want Edgar all to yourself."

Sorceress snorted. "Let's not kid ourselves.

I know you've got the hots for me, just like every other female in this godsforsaken land," Edgar said, smirking at Sorceress.

She was about to respond with a scathing retort when Emily interrupted. "Fine, if you won't confess your love for Edgar, how about we switch to the next round of Truth or Dare?"

Sorceress rolled her eyes but nodded. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Emily grinned triumphantly at Sorceress's reluctant agreement and turned to the others.

"Okay, let's get this started. I'll go first. Truth or dare, Sorceress?"

Sorceress rolled her eyes. "Truth." Sorceress replied, trying to look unbothered by Emily's challenge.

Emily smirked and then asked, "Have you ever cried during sex because you thought it would make your partner last longer?"

The room fell silent, and everyone looked at Sorceress expectantly. Sorceress's face turned red, and she stuttered before denying it.

Emily's eyes twinkled, and she chuckled privately as she knew she had landed a direct hit.

"Next round," she declared, turning to Julie. "Your move."

Julie grinned and said, "Truth or dare, Sorceress?"

Sorceress sighed and said, "Truth."

Julie's eyes widened, and she hesitated for a moment before asking, "Have you ever slept with someone just for their crown or collar?"

Sorceress hesitated for a beat before denying it with a firm no.
Edgar looks at her, my detect lie spell has gone off. Sorceress list 4 things from your contract I can do to you and rate them 1-10.

1. Spanking - 7/10 - A bit cliche and boring.

2. Bondage - 8/10 - A little more interesting, but still been there done that.

3. Whipping - 9/10 - Yes, please! I've always wanted to try it.

Edgar looked at Sorceress, trying to keep a straight face.
List 4 men you most respect Sorceress and really might want to marry.

Sorceress rolled her eyes and listed, "Fine, here are four men I respect. King Belgarion, Prince Kheldar, Duke Richard, and Captain Tannon. Are you satisfied, Emily?"

Emily smirked and said, "Yes, but those were such predictable answers from you. I expected more from someone with your reputation, Sorceress."

Captain Tannon steps out from behind a curtain. He laughs at Sorceress. He says, I've seen you on camera and two of my men have used you. I don't take you seriously. She reacts.

"Tannon, what the fuck! You told me you were the one who would take care of me!" she says with her voice raised.

"I never promised you anything, I just said I would fuck you and leave." he replies with a grin.

The room erupts in laughter, all eyes on the dumbstruck and infuriated Sorceress.

Sorceress, Edgar says, tell me how you feel, list your top 4 emotions rank them 1-10. If I think you are holding back you lose your spells.

She reacts and shudders.

"You bastard! I'll make sure to never sleep with another one of your men again!" She declares.

Captain Tannon chuckles and responds, "We wouldn't want that, now would we? I can always use a willing lay when I need one."

Edgar looked at Sorceress, He says " Alright SorcDumb bitch collar eress, since you caused all of this commotion, why don't you clean up this mess"?

Sorceress glared at him but reluctantly agreed to do so.

Emily and Kitiara exchanged delighted grins, while Julie couldn't help but giggle at the situation.

The sound of Sorceress's frustrated huffing was music to their ears as she cleaned up the remains of the humiliating challenge.

"Alright, alright, that's enough." Edgar finally said, cutting in before Sorceress started cleaning the floors with her tongue.

Edgar says 4 sucks then 4 words of apology Sorceress . 'I am sorry' "

"Sorceress giggles and reacts. 'What the fuck, Edgar? You're apologizing to me now?'"

"Edgar looks at her with an intense gaze. 'Yes, I am. I apologize for not being rough enough to you.

Sorceress's eyes widen at Edgar's words. She didn't expect this from him. She smiles and nods, accepting his apology. 'Thank you, Edgar. I appreciate your kind words.'

She giggles.

'What the fuck, Edgar? You're apologizing to me now?'

Edgar looks at her, his intense gaze unwavering. I should have made sure you understood your place earlier.'

Emily smirks, still in control of the situation. 'Well, apology accepted. As for Sorceress, I think she's learned her lesson. Don't you agree, ladies?'

Julie and Kitiara nod in agreement.

'Yes, Emily, we agree,' Julie says.

'Let's give her another chance to redeem herself.'

Emily nods, pleased. 'Alright then, Sorceress. You're back in the game.'

Edgar turns to Sorceress, his gaze softening. 'But remember, Sorceress, you have to earn our respect. You can't just expect it because of your abilities.'

Sorceress nods, looking contrite. 'I understand, Edgar.

I'm sorry for my behavior,' Sorceress said, still on the floor.

Edgar gave her a curt nod before turning back to the group.

'Shall we continue then?'

Julie grinned, 'Yes, let's!'

Edgar beckoned to Kitiara, who stepped forward, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

'I have a dare for Sorceress,' she said, holding up a dirty white rag.

'This is your cumrag, and you'll need to clean up all traces of semen and spit from your body in a humiliating manner, reinforcing the degrading nature of her treatment.'

Sorceress scowled, but took the rag from Kitiara. She hesitated for a moment, looking around the room, before reluctantly starting to clean herself up.

The others watched in amusement, making crude jokes and laughing at Sorceress's expense.

Kitiara, sensing an opportunity to increase her own standing, jumps in to help Sorceress and ends up getting sprayed in the face with a double shot of cum.

Sorceress smirks as Kitiara shrieks and runs to the bathroom to clean up.

"Wow, that was a mess," Emily says, breaking the silence.

"But at least Sorceress learned her lesson, right?"

The girls nod in agreement, still snickering at Kitiara's predicament.

"Alright, let's move on to the next round," Edgar says, grinning. "This time it's a race. Julie and Sorceress will compete against each other to see who can put on the most elaborate outfit in the fastest time."

Sorceress rolls her eyes but reluctantly agrees. She and Julie hurry to their closets and begin pulling out clothes, jewelry, and other accessories.

Sorceress whispers to Julie, "You should know, I have the whole upstairs floor of my tower dedicated to my wardrobe," she boasts with a sly smile.

Julie gives me a wink as they both start racing through their respective closets.

Julie exclaims as she pulls out a glittering gown, "Look what I found!"

Sorceress chuckles, "Is that the same dress you wore for that nobleman's ball last year?

I remember how he couldn't keep his hands off you the entire time." Julie looks at her, her eyes flashing, "Did I ask for your opinion, Sorceress?" She snaps back. Sorceress shrugged, "Just offering a suggestion, dear. Honestly, I think you look best in something red." Emily interrupts, "You're right, Julie. Something red would look great on you. I'll go find something."

Emily disappears into the closet and returns moments later with an elaborate red gown, complete with intricate embroidery.
Edgar says sorceress, your outfit isn't degrading enough. Add to your contract every week in the BDSM room I will offer a new outfit and apologize to you.

Each outfit will be more humiliating and degrading than the last, and you must wear them at my command. This will serve as a reminder that you are not in control here.

Sorceress's eyes grew wide with surprise and annoyance at the terms of the contract, but she couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine at the thought of being dominated by Edgar in such a way. She reluctantly agreed, and the others cheered in excitement. Also every time you feel anger you need to write it down and present it to me in the BDSM room.

Sorceress rolled her eyes but agreed to the degrading terms. She couldn't resist Edgar's alpha male persona and his way of commanding any situation.

Sorceress walked into the BDSM room, trying to keep a straight face as Emily, Kitiara, and Julie followed behind her, giggling and whispering to each other.

"Alright, sorceress," Edgar said, his voice deep and commanding.

"We've decided that adding some new suffocating contracts to your list will solidify your position here. First, every time you feel anger, you need to write it down and present it to me in the BDSM room."

Sorceress could feel herself growing hot at the thought of exposing her emotions to Edgar, but she bit her lip and nodded reluctantly.

She couldn't deny her growing attraction to him, even if she wanted to.

Emily smirks, "Well, well, well. Look who's becoming the good little fucktoy we knew she could be."

Kititara chuckles, nodding in agreement, "It's about time she learned her place."

Julie giggles, adding her two cents, "I bet she'll be asking for more punishments before long."

Also Sorceress, every time you masterbate to a new man or meet a potential fuck report it to me. Remember I have detect thoughts.

List 4 things from your contract I can do to you, and rate them 1-10. Edgar can touch your boobs anytime he wants - 9/10 (Julie)

2. You must clean up my semen and spit from anywhere on your body, even in public - 8/10 (Sorceress)

3. When you cry, you have to do the "walk of shame" to wherever I tell you - 7/10 (Kititara)

You have to give all the details of your sexual encounters, including what you wore and what positions you tried - 10/10 (Emily)

Sorceress sighed and nodded, agreeing to these new terms. She couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation as she realized just how much control Edgar had over her.

"Great, now that we have that settled, let's move on to the next item on our list," Emily said, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"I dare you, Sorceress, to put on the 'Dirty Little Whore' collar and parade around the throne room for everyone to see."

Sorceress scoffed, crossing her arms. "You must be joking. I'm not going to humiliate myself like that."

Emily smirked, holding up a scroll. "Actually, it's part of the contract you signed, so it's not optional.

Better get used to it," Emily said with a sly grin on her face.

Sorceress rolled her eyes and snatched the collar from Emily's hand. She fastened it around her neck and stomped out of the room, muttering under her breath.

As Sorceress strutted into the throne room, all eyes turned to her. She could practically feel the judgment radiating off the other women present, and she hated it.
Edgar asks Sorceress, did you just get angry, remember I have detect thoughts.

Sorceress mutters under her breath, swears, and begs for mercy.

Allison it's up to you, you can break her or offer mercy.

Sorceress glances over at Allison, her eyes pleading for some form of intervention. But Allison just smiles, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I think it's only fair that we give her a chance to redeem herself."

Emily and Kitiara groan in frustration, but Edgar nods in agreement. "Alright, we'll give her a chance.

But I'm warning you, Sorceress, you better not screw this up," Edgar said sternly, a sly grin playing at the corners of his lips.

Sorceress nodded eagerly, still trying to save face in front of the group. "Of course, I won't let you down. I promise."

Emily rolled her eyes. "Well, let's see what you've got then. Edgar says, now Allison, I will show your your new room befitting your status, just the 2 of us will go now.

Allison, giggling, replies, Oh boy, finally some privacy! Let's go!

Meanwhile, Sorceress walks into the throne room, her head held high, wearing the "Dirty Little Whore" collar.

In Allisons's private quarters Edgar tells Allison, you are sexy and I trust you. Break the sorceress today, take her out with Julie and have her offer herself to the Mayor and her biggest crush. Make sure they see her with cum on her face and lose respect for her and avoid her.

Allison and Julie exchange a look, both excited at the thought of the impending humiliation for Sorceress. Edgar gives them a sly wink and they head off towards the Mayor's office.

Back in the throne room, Sorceress is nervously waiting for the Mayor and his guests to arrive. She is trying her best to hold her head high and act poised, but it's difficult when you have cum shining bright on your face.

Meanwhile, Emily and Kitiara are giggling with glee as they watch Sorceress squirm.

"Look at her, Miss Prim and Proper, with cum dripping down her chin," Emily cackles.

"I bet the mayor is loving this," Kitiara adds, slapping her knee.

"No one insults my cousin and gets away with it," Allison declares, storming into the room with Julie in tow.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Just some friendly banter and a little bit of punishment for our dear Sorceress," Emily replies with a smirk.

As the night continues, the girls engage in a game of never have I ever, revealing shocking secrets and wild antics from their pasts. Sorceress is required to strip every time she has participated in one of the actions, leaving her standing in nothing but her 'Dirty Little Whore' collar.

Edgar brings Emily to his private quarters. He looks at her and says knees bitch. @Blindfold @Cumrag He asks her, you want me to be nice or rough?

She replies, Go for broke! He complies, Let's get to work she whispers. He starts by gently kissing her legs, working his way up armed with a feather duster, tickling her tenderly. He says I like sending you out on missions with the girls, but I also like keeping the best cocksucker nearby. I love making you squirt 10 or more times.
Emily, list the first 4 times you realized you were easy.

Rank them from best to worst:

1. The first time we met, Edgar and I fucked in the coat closet of the tavern. It was so hot and unexpected I couldn't help but give in to my desires. Score: 8/10

2. The time I fucked a whole group of sailors on a boat for a whole night. They were all rough and crude, but it was a new experience that I'll never forget. Score: 7/10

3. The time Emily fucked the baron for a crown and collar.

She said it was just business, but we all knew she was easy. Score: 6/10

4. The time I sucked off the stable boy for a couple of apples. It was a tough day, and I needed a snack. Score: 5/10.

Emily's confessions left the group stunned, and the tension in the room grew thicker as they exchanged furtive glances. Edgar chuckled, holding up his drink in a toast to Emily's honesty.

"You're quickly becoming my favorite whore." Edgar uses Bardic inspiration and enhance ability so Emily gives the best fuck of her life. She squirts 26 times and tells him he fucks her like a god.

"Ah yes, Sorceress. Dumb bitch collar.

She scowls but puts it on, still smirking at her own little victory.

Sorceress smirks back at her. "Fine, but I'm still the sorceress bitch, and don't you forget it." "Let's just get this over with." He leads the group towards the throne room.

As they enter, all eyes turn to them. The room falls silent as Sorceress walks in, her new collar shining brightly. She cringes inside but refuses to show any weakness.

She walks with an air of confidence that is impressive considering she's only wearing her 'dumb bitch collar'.

Emily is already in there, holding a tray of drinks and wearing a crown that says 'Side Bitch'. She giggles as Sorceress enters, "Looking good, bitch!"

Sorceress rolls her eyes, "Shut up, whore."

Edgar claps his hands together, getting everyone's attention.

"Alright, let's move on to the final challenge. Sorceress, I have one last trick up my sleeve to truly put you in your place."

The girls exchange curious glances. "What is it, Edgar?" asks Emily, smirking.

Edgar grins, "I'm giving Sorceress a new collar. The "Talking Shit Get Spit" collar.

Sorceress's mouth drops open in shock, and her face turns bright red. She stutters, trying to come up with a response, but Edgar cuts her off. "Don't even think about arguing. If you keep running your mouth, you'll be wearing this collar and tasting spit."

The girls all snicker, enjoying Sorceress's embarrassment.

"Do you like it, Bitch?" Kitiara asks with a wink, examining the collar closely.

Sorceress scowls fiercely, managing to utter, "I hate it", with as much dignity as possible.

Edgar chuckles and claps his hands together, indicating the event is ready to begin.

"Alright then, let us begin this round of truth or dare. I'll start with Sorceress."

Sorceress groans and rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed at being targeted first. "Fine, truth."

Emily smirks and asks, "How many times have you climaxed while wearing that 'dumb bitch collar'?"

Sorceress shudders in disgust at the question, but is surprised to feel a peculiar warmth spread through her body.

She hesitates, trying to hide her blush. 'I-I can't remember," she stammers, looking down at the floor.

Emily smirks and laughs, "Liar! I bet it's been at least 100 times!"

Sorceress grits her teeth in frustration but says nothing.

@Camera @Blindfold list 4 exes or guys you charmed and rate them spitting in your face before you suck them off .
1. Lirien 7/10 - He was a tall, handsome elven mage with a charming grin. I could never resist his charms for too long, and he always had a way of getting me to do what he wanted.
2. Garrin 9/10 - This human rogue was a master manipulator, and I was more than happy to oblige when he asked for a spit show before going downtown.

I sucked him off one night while he spat in my face. He of course loved it and his hot load tasted like pure victory.

I have to admit that having a little bit of my own power taken away by getting spit on made it even better for me. It's like I could let go and just enjoy the fucking.

It was such a turn-on to be dominated like that, and the girls knew it.

"Okay, Emma, you're up next," I said, and she stood up, confident as ever. "I dare you to go to the kitchen and suck off the first guy you see."

She strutted off, already undoing her blouse. The guys in the room made lewd comments about her big tits, but she ignored them, focused on her mission.

We heard a loud moan coming from the kitchen a few minutes later, and we all burst out laughing.

"Looks like she found her guy," I said, shaking my head. "Okay, who's next?" Emily asked, grinning mischievously.

"Fine, I'll go." Julie stood up and walked over to Edgar. "I dare you to take off your pants and shake your dick in front of us like a dog."

The room erupted in laughter as Edgar obliged, wiggling his hips and jiggling his manhood for all to see.

"I think it's time for a break," Kitiara said, fanning herself.

"Sorceress is getting red, and I'm starting to feel the warmth down south myself."

The others nodded, agreeing that a break was in order.

They adjourned to Edgar's personal quarters and found themselves in a dimly lit room adorned with luxurious furnishings.

Emily lounged lazily on a velvet chaise lounge, her long legs crossed seductively, while Julie played with a expensive looking dildo she had just accumulated in one of the games.

Allison rates walk of shame outfit attempts 1-10.

"6 out of 10, Sorceress. It's basically just a fancy dress covered in cum, but at least you have a tiara."

Julie laughs, "Oh, I bet the Mayor loved seeing her like that. She must have looked ridiculous!"

Emily snorts, "I bet she had a sore jaw too from all the cock sucking."

Kitiara grins, "Well someone had to make sure he was satisfied right?

Maybe he'll let us into the city Council."

Sorceress mumbles something under her breath, a complete contradiction of herself as usual.

Allison scoffs, "What's that supposed to mean, Sorceress? I can hear your thoughts."

"Oh, knock it off Allison." Emily interjects, "Sorceress is just frustrated, let her have her moment."

"I guess that's true." Julie says, making peace with her friends.

"Well, I'm out." Edgar declares, breaking the tension.

'Sorceress, being the submissive brat you are, I hereby declare that you shall be the talk of the town for your antics tonight. You will wear a new collar, signifying your role as my personal cumrag and spittoon. 'Sorceress looks shocked but quickly regains her composure. 'Oh, you mean the 'Talking Shit Get Spit' collar?

I'm honored.' She said sarcastically.

'Good girl, now let's move on to the next challenge. Emily, you're up.' Edgar said, smirking at Sorceress.

'Ooh, I have a great one! I dare you, Sorceress, to go to the local bar and offer to be the bathroom attendant for the night. And of course, you'll have to wear that lovely 'Dirty Little Whore' collar as a badge of honor.' Emily grinned mischievously.

dare you, Sorceress, to go to the local bar and offer to be the bathroom attendant for the night.

And of course, you'll have to wear that lovely 'Dirty Little Whore' collar as a badge of honor."

Sorceress rolled her eyes, trying to hide her embarrassment. 'Fine, whatever. But I

expect to be compensated with drinks after this humiliating task.'

Edgar smirked. 'Of course, my dutiful little slave.

But first things first, Sorceress. We need to make sure your collar fits perfectly, so I can see it clearly.', Edgar said with a smirk as he adjusted the 'Talking Shit Get Spit' collar around Sorceress's neck.

Sorceress imagines strangling herself with the collar, but instead grins politely, saying, 'I love how absolutely ridiculous I look.'

Kitiara giggles, saying, 'You never doubted it for a second, did you?'

'Did I what?' Sorceress asked innocently. Head to the bar and report back in 2 hours.

And don’t forget to wear that collar like a good little bitch,” Emily said, smirking.

Sorceress rolled her eyes and stomped away, grumbling under her breath about how annoying Emily could be.

As she walked into the bar, she couldn’t help but feel like every eye was on her, judging her and the ridiculous collar around her neck. She felt like a piece of meat, on display for all the gawking patrons to see.

And as she made her way to the bathroom, she heard catcalls and derogatory comments about her outfit and her status.

But Sorceress was no stranger to this kind of treatment. With her quick wit and sharp tongue, she could easily shut down any rude patron who tried to approach her.

"Excuse me, miss," a man said as she exited the bathroom. "Can I ask you a question?"

Sorceress turned around and looked him up and down, sizing him up before responding.

"Sure, what's on your mind?" she asked, with a playful smirk on her face.

The man stuttered, taken aback by her boldness. "I-I was just wondering if you wanted to go back to my place and...play a game?"

Sorceress raised an eyebrow and smiled mischievously. "I thought you'd never ask. But first, let me give you a little preview of what's to come."

She grabbed the man by his collar and pulled him into the bathroom, not caring who saw them.

Once inside, she dropped to her knees and undid his pants. The man's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't dare stop her.

Sorceress takes her time, teasing him with her tongue before finally taking him in her mouth. She bobs her head up and down, causing the man to moan in pleasure. But just as he was about to reach his climax, she pulls away, leaving him panting and unsatisfied.

"Ha! Gotcha!" Sorceress exclaims, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

" Ooh, that was a close call. My mouth just escaped a lick of public humiliation."

"Sorry about that," Emily replies with a smirk. "Just testing your ability to think on your feet."

"Well, I nearly lost the belt on my robe in the process," Sorceress says, tugging at her belt to make sure it's still securely fastened.

Kititara rolls her eyes. "Sorceress, you really need to work on your quick thinking skills.
Sorcerest list and rate 5 things that make you blush.

When Edgar tickles me in front of the girls - 8/10

4. When Julie suggests a threesome with the gardener - 9/10

5.When the Mayor catches Sorceress naked, polishing his silverware - 10/10

As Sorceress makes her way back to the castle, her face is flushed with embarrassment as the townspeople continue to point and laugh at her.

"Look who's come crawling back to us, the fallen sorceress!" one of them calls out.

"She should have stuck to her magic books instead of trying to be a cock-sucking whore!" another adds.
Sorcerest list and rate 5 things that make you blush. Include other women reacting to it.

They are discussing her outfit and telling her she looks like a whore.

"Excuse me, whore, did you forget something?" Kitiara said, holding up Sorceress's bra. "You won't be needing this where you're going."

Sorceress snatched it out of her hand and shoved it into her bag, scowling. "Thanks for the help, Kitiara."

As they approached Edgar's tower, the women couldn't help but notice the group of guards standing outside.

Allison raised an eyebrow.

"You think you can handle another round of truth or dare, Sorceress?"

Sorceress hesitated, but he gave her a nod. "Go ahead, Allison."

Allison snickered. "Fine, I dare you to go outside and ask three random townspeople if they'd like some honey wine from Edgar's stock."

Sorceress gaped at her, a look of horror spreading across her face.

"You're joking, right?" she spluttered, clutching at the handles of her whisk.

Edgar chuckled, shaking his head. "Nope, no joke. It's part of your punishment for earlier."

"But-but I can't just walk around like that!" Sorceress stammered, her voice rising in panic.

Emily slid her hips suggestively against Allison, causing her to yelp in surprise. "Did you forget who's in charge here, girlie?" she taunted.
Edgar says I guess she would like it better if instead of 3 random people we pick 3 guys she thinks are cool.

He snaps his fingers and the guards smooth walk forward, looking quite intimidating. Sorceress groans and shuffles out the door, practically run out by the hulking figures. She approaches the first man, a scruffy looking vagrant, and shyly asks if he wants some honey wine. The man notices her collar and starts laughing. "I bet that's a real special collar,' he says leering at her. Sorceress forces out a smile and nods, pouring a generous amount of wine into a cup and shoving it at the man.

"Here's to the king," she huffs, avoiding eye contact as he gulps it down greedily.

Hydrated, the man wipes his mouth on his sleeve and looks Sorceress up and down, a lecherous grin spreading across his face. "Girl, you've got a body made for sin," he says, fingers tracing the outline of her chest through her sheer shirt.

"Get your hands off of me!" Sorceress snaps, slapping his hands away and storming off.

Edgar watches the scene unfold with amusement.

"Well, well, well, looks like our little Sorceress is causing quite the scene outside."

Allison giggles, "I bet she's blushing that pretty red color."

Emily and Kitiara can't help but agree. "She's such a prude sometimes," Emily says with a laugh.

"But we love her for it," Kitiara adds, smiling mischievously.

Sorceress returns to the group, looking more embarrassed than ever.