Chapter 6: Kitiara and the Sorceress compete for public humiliation.
Julie watched with starry-eyed admiration, her cheeks flushed with desire.
Julie snorted, mocking Emily. “Jealousy does not suit you, Emily.”
Emily shot her daggers with her gaze. “Oh, please.
I could have any of these girls with my eyes closed. Well, almost any,” Emily teased, eyeing Allison provocatively.
Allison, now the human Slut Rug, couldn't help but laugh at Emily's audacity.
“Just keep telling yourself that, love,” Allison said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
“We’ll see whose boyfriend ends up with whom at the end of the night.”
Julie and Edgar shared a knowing smile as the tension between Emily and Allison continued to build.
"So, Julie, you going to help me pick another one?" Edgar grinned, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Of course, dear," she purred, taking his free hand in hers. "I have an idea to make this selection a bit more... interesting."
Intrigued by her proposition, Edgar nodded eagerly.
"Alright, Julie. What do you have in mind?
Let's make this selection fun, wild, and scandalous—just the way we like it."
Julie looked deep into Edgar's eyes, slowly biting her lower lip. "I was thinking we could hold a little competition, with all of us participating.
It's high time we decided the real slut-king or slut-queen in this city."
Sorceress list and rate 6 men who you have a crush on or are prospective husbands.
In no particular order:
1. Sir Lorac (9/10) - Knight in shining armor with a secret kinky side. A real catch for any sorceress!
3. Arthas Menethil (8/10) - A tragic hero with dark secrets and a chiseled jawline. Who wouldn't fall for him?
He's got the looks, the charm, and those piercing amber eyes that can melt a maiden's heart.
Kitiara giggled.
Rate 3 more Sorceress and put me on list.
Sorceress: 9/10 – She's the mastermind behind all of this, and I have to give credit where it's due. Edgar: 10/10 – The man who outshines us all in every way. With his enchanting music and silver tongue, he reels in girls left and right.
Edgar strummed another melody on his lute, his fingers gliding effortlessly over the strings.
Sorceress list 5 ways to humiliate you in front of a crush. Some will involve facials and collars.
Being forced to dance seductively while wearing a red-hot g-string and a neon tutu 5. Having the word "SUCKER" emblazoned on the forehead or elsewhere obvious, depending on the severity of the humiliation
Edgar couldn't help but smile as the ideas rolled off Julie's tongue. The competition would be an unforgettable spectacle, much to everyone's delight. And Edgar, being the charismatic Bard that he is, would revel in the center of attention.
Kitiara list 5 men you have crushes on including me. If some are the same as sorceress that's good.
Edgar, 10/10 - He's charming, confident, and has a great ass. Plus, he knows how to make magic with his fingers on the lute. Sir Lorac, 8/10 - When he's in his shining armor, you can't resist his chivalry. Too bad he can be so square sometimes. Arthas Menethil, 9/10 - He's got that whole bad boy vibe down pat, and you know he would dominate you in bed (or ice throne).
Drake the Red, 6/10 - Sexy in a passionate, fiery way, but watch out for those mood swings.
And then there's me, Kititara, 11/10 - Because I always save the best for last, and I'm a giver like that.
"Well, well, Sorceress," Edgar grinned mischievously as he strummed a quick chord. "Looks like we have a tie in the top spot.
Allison puts @Dumb bitch collar on Sorceress, and @Big Tits Collar on Kitiara. Julie casts minor illusion on each girl with 2 world phrases like Dumb Bitch, Stupid Whore, Cum Slut, on their skin. They alternate sucking Edgar's cock for 30 seconds.
"Ooh, this is going to be fun!" she exclaimed.
Edgar nodded in agreement. "Let's get ready for a wild and entertaining time."
"Of course, dear." Julie's eyes danced with excitement, and her mind churned a thousand ideas per second – but only the most devious and sinful ones would do.
Emily, with a wicked grin, listed her favorite ways to put those two in their place:
1. "Using them as lute stands in front of guests and prospective husbands." Emily's eyes gleamed mischievously, knowing just how much her suggestions would embarrass the two rivals.
Julie gave a wicked grin. "Yes, let's. I can already picture the horrified looks on their faces."
Kitiara fanned herself, visibly excited. "Oh, I can't wait! Let's see them squirm."
As they prepared for their entertaining scheme, Edgar couldn't help but chuckle at the sheer absurdity of it all.
Julie and Allison, swap brutal 1 liners on each of them every time they switch off on my cock.
Sorceress, list 4 emotions your have been feeling about this and rank them.
Betrayal: 10/10 - After all, they are friends, or at least they were supposed to be. Seeing them turn on each other rankles her. Delight: 9/10 - It's been a long time since she last had this much fun. The chaos and amusement are intoxicatingly thrilling. Fear: 6/10 - She can't deny that things seemed to have spiraled out of control. And she has no idea what might happen next.
Confusion: 8/10 - The events unfolding around her leave her more than a little unsure what to make of it all.
Sorceress raised an eyebrow, looking each of them up and down, coolly appraising their outfits before letting out a disapproving humph.
Kitiara and Sorceress have their tits out and have things written on them, and are alternating sucking Edgar's cock. Drake the Red steps out from behind a curtain and delivers 1 liners to each of the 2 girls who have crushes on him.
Drake, eyeing the two girls hungrily, chuckles.
"Well hello there, ladies. I see you've already started the party without me."
Kitiara, always the first to act, grins smugly at Sorceress.
"Lucky me, I got here first."
Sorceress rolls her eyes but doesn't get upset.
"Oh please, Drake, you can have a taste of both of us any time you want.
Drake laughs and says, I can never take you seriously after seeing you like this. Girls react and lots of 1 liners.
Kitiara rolls her eyes. "Typical Drake, reducing women to sexual objects as always."
Sorceress retorts, "Oh, please, Kitiara. I know you're enjoying this just as much as I am."
Edgar can't help but laugh at their banter. "My dear ladies, always putting on a show!"
Julie and Emily join in the fun.
"Oh, we're just getting started, Drake!" Julie said, licking her lips seductively.
Emily chimed in, "Yeah, we saved the best for last. How about you give us a little preview of what you've got to offer?"
Drake the Red, always up for a challenge, strode over to the two women and pulled them into a passionate kiss with Sorceress and Kitiara, their breasts still on full display with words scrawled across them.
Kitiara says, you talk a good game but you don't follow through. At this Edgar looks at Allison and says, put that bitch in her place.
Allison just smiles and a mischievous grin spreads across her face.
As Drake kisses Sorceress and Kitiara, Allison reaches behind Sorceress's head, unbuckles her Dumb Bitch collar, and puts it on Kitiara with a flourish.
Kitiara raises an eyebrow at the crude neckwear but decidedly lets out a chuckle. "I should have seen this coming."
Edgar smirks and nods at Allison's handiwork.
Drake looks at the 2 girls and laughs. He facefucks Kitiara and shoots on her eyes and hair. He looks at both girls and says, I don't respect either of you and wouldn't date you. Both girls react.
Sorceress reels back, her eyes watering as she sputters and coughs. Kitiara, on the other hand, keeps her composure, wiping the cum off her face with grace. Then, she slips the Dumb Bitch collar off and tosses it away, glaring at Drake defiantly.
"Looks like you're not man enough for either of us, Drake," she says with a wicked gleam in her eye.
Sorceress, rate and rank your emotions and rate the day.
Emotions:
1. Betrayal: 10/10 - She could not believe how quickly her so-called friends had turned on her. Delight: 4/10 - Sure, a part of her was enjoying this ridiculous spectacle, but overall, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. Annoyance: 8/10 - All of this needless banter and slapstick was starting to get on her nerves.
Amusement: 6/10 - She couldn't help but admit that some of it was entertaining, even if she didn't want to admit it.
"Well, that was quite the show," Sorceress said dryly, as she straightened her outfit and wiped the traces of Drake's disrespect off her face.
Kitiara just shrugged, a wicked gleam in her eye. "You know what they say, 'Any publicity is good publicity.'"
Kitiara , rate and rank your emotions and rate the day.
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Emotions:1. Slight Humiliation: 8/10 - That collar felt a little degrading, but I'll take it for the sake of the game.
1. Betrayal: 4/10 - I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a bit hurt by Allison teaming up against me like that, but it's just a friendly competition.
2 Fun and X-rated games: 10/10 -
Allison, rate and rank your emotions and rate the day.
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Emotions:
1. Amusement: 10/10 - All of this banter and silly antics have got to be the most fun I've had in ages! Camaraderie: 7/10 - Edgar, Julie, and Emily make for good company and it's great to have this competitive spirit among friends. A bit selfish: 5/10 - Let's be honest, this is all a lot of fun for me, especially being the center of attention.
Excitement: 9/10 - My heart is racing at the prospect of what's to come next. It's going to be a wild adventure, with each twist revealing something unique about my cohorts.
Emily, Kitiara, and Julie each gave Allison a wicked grin.
"We can all play a game of 'Who Can Be the Biggest Slut' right here, right now," Emily proposed, a devious glint in her eye.
Kitiara chuckled, adding, "Yeah, we can really show Edgar how slutty we can be. He'll never forget it!"
Julie nodded. "We'll make this game fun and interesting by adding a creative twist.
It'll be called 'Slut Rug,'" Edgar declared, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Emily and Kitiara exchanged glances, puzzled at first, before Julie broke into laughter.
"'Slut Rug?' Now that's something I can get behind!" She winked at the two girls.
Allison raised an eyebrow. "Well, this ought to be fun. Spell it out for us, Edgar."
"Sure thing, Allison. 'Slut Rug' involves each one of us becoming the rug in turns. The twist?
All four women would be acting out scenarios inspired by popular fantasies and fetishes, subverting traditional roles and expectations.
Sorceress: "Alright, Allison, it's my turn to become the Submissive Slut Rug," she taunted, flipping her blonde locks back.
Allison: "Right, let's make this fun. Dumb Bitch might as well be addressed as 'Tableau,'" she retorted, placing a colorful plush atop Sorceress' body.
Emily: "Give me that whip, Kitiara.
It's time to put the dumb bitch in her place!"
Sorceress glowered but remained silent, enduring the humiliation with her shoulders squared.
Julie and Emily you earn orgasms by putting these 2 in their place. Ilusions and roast 1 liners.
Emily, the mastermind, cast an illusion to enhance the Slut Rug match. The spectacle left everyone entertained and aroused.
"Well, well, well, look at our Submissive Slut Rug. I must say, you're looking extra flexible today." Emily smirked as she admired her work.
"I see your lack of enthusiasm hasn't improved since last time." Julie purred as she traced her finger down Sorceress's chest.
@Blindfold om Kitiara
"Some people are just born to be dominated, and you, my dear, are no exception. Embrace it and live up to the expectations set for you."
Emily nodded in agreement, adding her two cents. "She's right. The moment you accept your role as the Slut Rug, the more we can all have a marvelous time!"
Suddenly, Drake interjected, his voice dripping with skepticism. "Are you sure this is such a good idea? Drake leaves.
Allison, do your best to break one of these girls.
Make sure they know who's in charge.
"You heard the man," Allison said, smirking.
"Time to show these ladies who's boss."
Sorceress, still on the ground, tried not to visibly cringe at the thought.
Emily, on the other hand, was a game competitor and was ready to get down and dirty.
The Slut Rug had officially begun.
Allison, her head on a swivel, tried to decide which one to make suffer first.
She glanced at the list of slutty ways each of her friends could be humiliated during the Slut Rug challenge, written on a sheet of paper she kept safe in her pouch.
"Right," she said with a manic grin, "number one on the list for Sorceress: forcing her to wear a dildo-shaped tiara while wearing a frilly pink mini dress."
Everyone burst out laughing, including Sorceress herself, who tried to muster up as much strength as possible to protest, but it was too late.
Kitiara looked especially thrilled as she watched her friend being 'punished' according to the list.
Allison continued, "For you, Emily, how about we make you wear a pair of handcuffs and ankle cuffs, with a sign around your neck that says 'Cum Slut?' That should do the trick."
The laughter grew louder as Emily feigned outrage. 'How dare you! This is an outrage!"
Drake had long since left, shaking his head in disbelief at the absurdity of the situation.
Allison looked at Julie and Emily, her arms crossed tight.
"You'd think you would be able to treat your friends with a little more dignity, wouldn't you?"
"Dear Allison, I assure you this is nothing personal," smiled Julie, taking a sip of her wine. "It's all in good fun."
"Is it?" Emily interjected, a sarcastic edge to her voice. "What do you mean, Allison?"
Edgar swung his legs casually onto the desk, seeing that the Slut Rug challenge had concluded.
Sir Lorac (9/10) - Knight in shining armor with a secret kinky side. A real catch comes out from behind a curtain. He says Kitiara and the Sorceress lost any chance they had with him, but he will tell all the Lords they are good for a laugh. Emily and Allison get off 1 liners.
Julie sipped her wine with an amused smile. "You both are so cruel - yet I can't help but laugh."
Kitiara played along with a cheeky grin.
Edgar says, Allison, Emily, Julie you all earned points today. Sorceress and Kitiara, tell me your emotions and rate them. rate the day.
Sorceress: "Humiliated out of my mind, 10 out of 10, a day I'll never forget."
Kitiara: "Lots of entertainment and degradation, 9 out of 10."
The three friends laughed, reminiscing over their absurd and wild day, the memories to last a lifetime.
"A toast, to the Slut Rug showdown, a tale told far and wide.
Kitiara and Sorceress, how do you feel about being ruined for prospective Lords in Kalaman cause you are such whores?
Rate and rank your emotions.
Sorceress: "Outraged and disappointed in myself, 8/10."
Kitiara: "Shrugs it off, deciding just to have fun and make the best of things, 6/10."
Sir Lorac looked at the two with a mixture of contempt and bemusement.
"Well then, I must say, you two quite the spectacle.
I can see why the blonde one seems to have taken a liking to you."
Edgar chuckled, "A spectacle, indeed. Who knew that the Slut Rug showdown would be so entertaining?
Sorceress and Kitiara shared a look, each silently simmering while trying to put on a good face.
The atmosphere was tense, the tension palpable.
Allison rate all the girls performance today. The lowest ranked one after some votes doesn't participate next adventure.
Sorceress and Kitiara were not looking forward to the voting process.
"You both deserve a medal for how you managed to utterly embarrass yourselves," Emily congratulated them, chocking on her own laughter.
Allison rate all the girls performance today. The lowest ranked one after some votes doesn't participate next adventure.
Sorceress and Kitiara glanced nervously at each other, both already anticipating the bitter possibility of not being included in the next adventure.
Allison, Emily, and Julie all cast their votes, the tension immediately apparent as they recorded the rankings.
Edgar watched the scene unfold with great interest, finally breaking the silence.
"Ah, the verdict is in!" he announced dramatically, causing the girls to collectively hold their breaths.
"I, uh..." Sorceress stammered, her face heating up.
Emily smirked and Julie's eyes gleamed with excitement. Kitiara, on the other hand, chuckled and leaned in for a closer look.
"Ooh, I see someone's going to be the Slut Rug!"
The girls burst into laughter at Kitiara's words, but Edgar just shook his head. "Not so fast, my dear," he said, wagging his finger at Kitiara.
"There are still some unresolved matters to attend to before declaring a winner. After all, we wouldn't want to rush through this part of the show, would we?"
"As we've had such a grand time with the Slut Rug challenge, we might as well take it up a notch," Edgar declared.
"Let's create a musical number that showcases each one of your...special talents."
Allison's eyes gleamed with delight, while Emily, Julie, Sorceress, and Kitiara groaned in unison.
"Ugh, really?" Emily complained. "Do we have to? I'm not sure I can bear any more 'special talents' today."
"That's the spirit," Edgar retorted. "Now, gather around, and let's get started.
This would either be the most humiliating performance of their lives or the most entertaining.
"Come on, guys!" Edgar exclaimed with a wicked grin. "Where's your sense of humor? This will be fun! Think of it as our very own musical number at the end of the show."
"Okay, I've got this one," Emily smirked. "I can unravel a guy with just my-"
"Explicit details, Emily." Allison cut her off quickly. This rehearsal should go to far, brutal roast 1 liners and the winners might get fucked good.
Despite their initial reluctance, the women throw themselves into the task, each one trying to outdo the other.
Allison cracks a joke. "Well looks like we'll be having our own little X-rated show."
Edgar joins in the fun, improvising lyrics and strumming on his lute. Soon enough, they are all laughing and giggling, trying not to crack up during the improvised sessions.
Kitiara, ever the eager participant, whispers crude jokes into Emily's ear, causing her to burst into laughter, making her lines nearly unintelligible.
Emily, quick on her feet, says, "No problemo, we'll hide the sleazy stuff under the bed – or better yet, Kitiara's huge rack!"
Julie snickers and adds, "That's one way to put those meaty ta-tas to good use."
Edgar, smirking, replies, "We're not sluts, just free-spirited.
And apparently, we're too much for this prude..."
Julie: "Too much for anyone who can't handle a bit of fun, that's for sure."
Kitiara: "And maybe a good roast here and there...
Emily list your 6 biggest kinks and rate them.
Double penetration during a threesome - 9/10
3. Being blindfolded and surprised - 8.5/10
4. Role play (teacher-student; boss-employee) - 7.5/10
5. Sex in public places - 8/10
6 Spanking, BDSM and light choking - 8/10
What are your biggest turn-ons?"
Julie: "I'm not sure if I want to know what our big dragonlance bard is into, but okay...
My top 3 are:
1. Watching other people have sex - 8/10
2. Being submissive in bed - 7/10
Watching BDSM and power-play scenes - 9/10"
Kitiara: "*Grinning* Well, if we're sharing, my hottest fantasies include being spanked and dominated, a good threesome, and surprises in the bedroom.
Sorceress, list your 6 biggest fears and vulnerabilities. I have a detect lie spell up so if you leave anything out every girl here will know and they will take turns putting you in your place.
The women proceed to write down their greatest fears and vulnerabilities, trying to keep their hands from trembling.
"Remember, be truthful," Edgar says.
"I don't want any nonsense, or else you'll be facing the wrath of Emily, Julie, and Kitiara."
Sorceress shivers at the thought. She writes:
2. I hate feeling weak and helpless. (8/10)
3. I'm vulnerable when it comes to powerful leaders. (7/10)
4. I'm afraid of losing my magic abilities. (9/10)
5. I struggle with trusting people.
(8/10)
6. I get freaked out when being vulnerable during sex. (6/10)
7. I sometimes have nightmares about being sealed away, powerless. (7/10)
Satisfied with his little game of vulnerability, Edgar takes a look at their written fears.
"Well, this is certainly eye-opening. And I hope it made you feel...exposed."
The four women exchanged nervous glances, relieved that they didn't catch each other lying.
Kitiara your turn list your 6 biggest fears and vulnerabilities. I have a detect lie spell up so if you leave anything out every girl here will know and they will take turns putting you in your place.
Kitiara, hesitating before writing but eventually placing the pen to paper:
1. The fear of being rejected in bed. (7/10)
3. Desperately afraid of aging and losing my curves. (8/10)
4. I don’t like disappointing the guys I’ve slept with due to my limits. (5/10)
6. I’ve experienced some intense heartbreaks, leaving me afraid to open up emotionally again. (10/10)
Emily, list your 6 biggest fears and vulnerabilities. I have a detect lie spell up so if you leave anything out every girl here will know and they will take turns putting you in your place.
Hesitant at first, but knuckling down to the task, Emily pens:
1. I'm terrified of falling in love and being hurt (10/10).
2. Feeling like I'm not enough sexually and using pain to compensate (6/10).
5. Being abandoned for a younger model (9/10).
6.
I don't share my fears easily but one: losing my magic and becoming normal (8/10).
I'm afraid of being left out or forgotten by my friends and family (7/10).
Emily: "So, Allison, you've had more lovers than any of us, haven't you?"
Allison: "Oh, come now, Emily! I'm not that big of a slut."
Sorceress: "From what I hear, you've got some stories worth telling."
Kitiara, never one to miss a chance to taunt, quickly chimed in. "Outdoing the Sorceress with magic?
"All right, all right, I get it. You've all earned some good-natured ribbing," Allison huffs. "But let me tell you, if you're looking for a few skeletons in my closet-"
Allison couldn't help but laugh. "You girls are insatiable!" she said.
"Fine, fine... I'm afraid of losing control, okay" Allison said with a sigh, hiding her flushed face behind a cup of tea.
Julie snickered and Kitiara winked at Emily, both whispering, " Looks like she's got a secret!"
Sorceress shook her head, amused at her friends' antics. "Alright, enough teasing! Allison, if you don't want to reveal your fears, just say so.
But I have to admit, I'm curious now." "Even after hearing Emily's list?
Allison list your 6 biggest fears and vulnerabilities. I have a detect lie spell up so if you leave anything out every girl here will know and they will take turns putting you in your place. Remember, you are in charge of the girls 9 times out of 10 but at some point I will put you in your place in front of everyone and so will one of these girls. @Blindfold @Big Tits Collar
, all right, my turn,"
Allison drawled, taking a deep breath.
1, "Fine. I'm scared of getting hurt emotionally - especially by someone I've opened up to," she confessed.
Julie nodded understandingly, "Yeah, vulnerability always comes with some risks."
Sorceress sighed, "It's a fear we all share. None of us wants to be burned as we let someone in."
"Ahem, ladies," Edgar interjected, drawing everyone's attention. "As much fun as sharing our vulnerabilities is, we do have a performance to prepare for."
He picked up his lute and strummed a chord. "Now, let's see if we can turn these fears and kinks into an award-winning musical number! The audience will eat this shit up."
Emily and Julie exchanged glances and nodded.
"All right, all right," sighed Emily, "but only because you're forcing us. And we might as well get a little drunk for inspiration."
Julie snickered and added, "Yeah, the tipsier we get, the raunchier our stories'll be!"
Edgar chuckled and fetched a bottle of whiskey. "To fuel our creative juices!" he winked and poured them all a glass.
After a few minutes of hilarity, Edgar decided they've had enough warm-up.
"Ladies," he announced, "it's time to rise to the challenge and craft a masterpiece.
Let's turn these embarrassing moments into a raunchy musical!
The music will tell our tales of sexual exploits and deepest kinks."
Without a word, Julie, Emily, Kitiara, and Sorceress exchanged glances and shrugged.
There was no point avoiding it now.
By the way 1 girl doesn't get asked back next adventure and loses her magic. Any girl gets a load during the rehersal is safe and best cocksucker is safe.
No cheating allowed!
Sorceress's nerves twirled like churning butter as she faced the daunting task. In her heart, she cared not for a crown or immortal fame, just survival and status within their tight-knit group.
Emily: "Seriously, Julie, you’re picking up men quicker than Allison picks up her clothes after a one-night stand."
Kitiara: "Don't forget, your crown has 'Big Tits, Hissy Fits' engraved on it!"
Sorceress: "Leave my collar alone, Kitiara. It's your blinkering blindfold that needs fixing."
Julie: "You think losing your shelf is bad?
My kings and queens would find a new throne quicker than Edgar can play a high note!"
Kitiara: "What are you whining about, Julie? Your kinks are tamer than a sleepy baby polar bear. Forget the crown, you need more adventure in your life!"
Sorceress, @Blowjob Queen takes her top of and sucks Edgar, telling him he didn't have the balls to cum on her face and have Emily put her in her place.
Allison, Emily, and Kitiara watched with amusement, waiting for the obvious consequences.
Emily: "Wow, Sorceress thinks she's the boss sometimes, doesn't she? Let's see how confident she is now.
Allison, quickthinker, constructs a bet involving a forfeit if she loses, leading to an onslaught of silly challenges for the Sorceress.
Eager to accept the challenges, Sorceress stood up tall and announced, "Fine, I accept your bet, whatever it may be.
Every girl here start doing prestidigitations of semen or spit on her. Use minor illusion too.
And keep it up until the other girls agree the Sorceress had won fair and square.
Sorceress's eyes widen as she realizes the predicament she's in, but she didn't back down, saying, "Fine, let it begin!"
Edgar, a mischievous glint in his eye, motions for them to go ahead as he takes his place on the sidelines.
Julie grins maliciously and commands every girl to conjure semen or spit all over Sorceress.
"Let the spitting begin!" she exclaims with glee.
But Semen and spit fly everywhere; Sorceress screams in disgust, but Kitiara erupts into laughter.
Sorceress rolls her eyes but complies, her face turning red as she croons a love song to the broom while the girls erupt into laughter at her antics.
Edgar says, list 6 ways to submit and rate them.
Sorceress huffs and lists:
1. Being tied up and blindfolded - 9/10
2. Surrender to a dominant partner - 8/10
4. Training for a week in discipline - 6/10
Emily, not one to be outdone, added her list:
1. Dressed in nothing but a schoolgirl outfit - 9/10
3. Visited by a parade of sexual partners - 7/10
4. Made to clean up after a wild party - 6/10
Taking on the 'sub' role during a scene - 5/10
Completely naked and kneeling in front of others at a party - 8/10
The negotiations for submission levels are fierce amongst the group.
Kitiara continually tests her limits in props, tools, and partners, while Emily becomes more dominant in an effort to attain power within the group dynamic.
Sorceress grumbles, "I wasn't kidding about submitting - as long as it's for pleasure," sweating bullets under Emily's scrutiny.
list 4 ways to thank me for putting you in your place.
Sorceress, erratic and petulant, responds slowly: - a heartfelt apology (5/10)
- a night of rough sex (8/10)
The next round of challenges commenced swiftly.
Emily, with a gleam in her eye, said:
"Ah, here are a few ways you could thank Allison for her... guidance,"
3. Offer a free threesome with any partner of her choice (8/10) Compose an ode to her magnificent breasts (10/10)
Sorceress cringed at the last suggestion, but Emily jotted it down with an impish grin.
Meanwhile, Allison smugly said, "Oh, I think I'll take option four.
Every girl here list 3 2 word phrases to write on her with minor illusion.
1. Kitiara:
Big Tits - kick her ass (10/10)
Slutty Mind - blindfold (9/10)
2. Emily:
No Talent - gag her (8/10)
Full of herself - mute her (9/10)
Julie:
Magic Abilities - cut off her powers (7/10)
Competitiveness - f*ck Allison only, not her (8/10)
Allison:
Size Envy - bind her withSize Envy cloth (9/10)
Too Loyal - play a record of cutthroat politics (8/10)
Bratty Attitude
Finally, Edgar satisfied with their 1 -liners, looked at them and smirked, "Oh, and to make it more realistic, you better make your magical inscriptions come true."
Sorceress snorted and replied with a smirk, "You're on, bard."
Edgar came all over her face. He handed her @Cumrag but told her she didn't have permission to use it.
Emily, Allison, Kitiara, and Julie decided to share their most humiliating fetishes.
Bard had sorceress list 4 reasons she was thankful for his load.
Sorceress begrudgingly complied:
1. My skin now feels silky smooth - 5/10 My milk of milkshakes tastes sweeter - 7/10
4. My kinks become more fun with every climax- 8/10
It's funny how men equate cumshot quality with their dominance- 9/10
He has the girls offer 2 reasons each. Emily, her wit unyielding, responds:
1. I love feeling owned and marked by him - 8/10
2. It's a convenient excuse to get him to shut up when he's bragging- 10/10
Julie, ever the prideful one, notes:
1. It's easier to have him wrapped around my little finger when he thinks he's left his mark- 9/10
Sorceress, still seething, snipes back:
everyone rate the day 1-10/ 10
Allison: 10/10 for the sheer absurdity
Emily: 8/10, could have been more imaginative
Kitiara: 11/10, and thanks to the groundbreaking semen inscription session, I'm already tied in knots!
Julie: 7/10 - perhaps a tad repetitive and vulgar, but hey, it's a learning process for all
Afterwards, the banter and laughter continue to flow as they all laugh and try to imagine the semen inscription effects.
need your rating sorceress Sorceress reluctantly agrees, shrugging and glancing at Allison, 2/10 - Losing control and being humiliated in front of the bard and everyone else isn't exactly my idea of a good time
With each passing minute, the tension between the four women dissipated, leaving only camaraderie and laughter.
"I think we've earned a break," Emily cackled, standing up and stretching her arms above her head. Everyone groans and joins her in a collective stretch.
Edgar shifts awkwardly.
party tommorow everyone here is invited except sorceress, she isn't in this mission. She loses her powers. She reacts.
Sorceress storms out of the room, leaving the others behind to laugh and mumble among themselves:
Allison: "Wow, she's getting pretty emotional over getting left out!"
Tommorow only illusion, prestidigitation, and charm person spells at the party girls.