A rigged Mother vs. Daughter Blowjob competition

She looked down at the woman: She did really improved without her ugly clothes covering her. Her body lacked any semblance of elegance, specially for elven standards, but she had a pair of bountiful and pendulous breasts worthy of a love goddess. Her ass was like a overflowed version of Myrce's already impressive rear. A paired mountain of roundness. She wasn't fat by any sort of measure, but her form was indeed abundant and generous. She must have more fat in those mammoths than I have in all my body.

"Myrce, my love, come here by my side." Said the Sorceress. "Sit down beside this wench." She was quick to obey, and soon kneeled on the floor alongside her trembling and dethroned mother. The woman was gulping, the girl was smiling. "Your birthmother here, has proclaimed herself the best cocksucker of the region. Do you not take any offence in that statement?"

"I do!" As she said that, she grazed her nails against her mother's breast and pinched and twisted her icy nipples. Malape, against her better judgement, could not hold a moan.

"Princess, you come here too. Stand by my side" The creature, that once was Gallek, was equally quick to obey. "This is what we will do. Myrce here will have my cock, because she is a good girl. You there, on the other hand, will have our big princess cock. You both **** on our dicks and whoever makes her member cums first she wins."

Myrce giggled a cruel laugh, as she saw her mother jump on princess diminished, and perpetually limp cock. She knew Malape didn't stand a chance, so she took her time to watch her. Malape was desperately trying to make him hard, babbling like a homeless slut against the emasculated crotch.

"Go on, Myrce. Make your mommy proud and show her how it is done." As she said that, the girl returned an adoring smile. Where her mother was all desperation and eagerness, she was calm as still watter. She nibbled and pecked her lips against her glans, giving here a sweet and profound kiss that leaved a sloppy trace. She smooched the head like only a horny teenager could, swirling her tongue around it with devotion. Eyes open, to see that her mistress, her mommy, was proud of her.

At her side, Malape was as furious as she was ****. The pickle that was Gallek's cock, still as small as a baby's finger, even though it was covered in spit. "What did you do to him?" She demanded to know.

"Is that the question you are asking? Because maybe the real question is what can I do to you, should you fail this test. You made some strong accusations about my sweet Myrce, you should be ready to deliver on them."

She turned again to trying to catch the tiny thing with her lips. "Come on, you stupid prick, get hard!" She then looked up to princess as her voice changed to deliver a new strategy. "Come on, my stroooong, strooong man. Make your cock hard for me again. I know that your cock is big and powerful. You are the biggest I have ever take. Come on, do it for your girl..."

"Nice try, tits, but I'm afraid that those things do no longer work on our man here." Said Lunnara with a cruel smile, as Myrce delivered a trail of kisses along her shaft. "Here, let me help you." She them looked at princess, his idiotic face barely reacting. "What a disgrace of a man you are, you worthless scum. You have an absolute whore drooling on your pecker and you cannot even give her an inch of cock in return. What use could have such a pathetic thing for us? Is this sort of disgrace that makes us call you princess. Your are not even fit to have proper sex, only to watch your betters fuck in your place, and let me tell you, scum, even the worms under the earth are your betters."

Princess made a quiet an pitiful moan, and her legs bucked a little, but his penis didn't even flicked. Malape, with a face crossed by tears, returned to try to accomplish her impossible duty, smashing her head against the man's hips. Lunnara let her work and suffer. Myrce was doing an splendid work and such passion must always be encouraged and rewarded. She was her most fervent follower, kneeled in adoration, worshiping her altar of flesh with tongue and lips, strands of salive wrapped around her beloved phallus, and her radiant smile always present.

This is what pleases the power of the dragon... it sure pleases me too. "Let it cover your face, Myrce. Show her how much she has failed. Show her who is your true mommy now."

Myrce obeyed like the absolute slut that she was. Soon, the white stream was over her, covering her entire face like a sweet cape of paint to finish her beautiful portrait. She fell onto the floor, mouth open and panting, almost crying of joy and catatonic, her legs convulsing to their own orgasm. Soon, she was deeply sleep, with a wide and happy smile on her face.

Lunnara turned to the other woman with an stern look. "You have failed" Was all she needed to say to make the other woman fall before her.

"I'm yours..." Said Malape with absolute dread.

"How funny, you are saying it as if it was you choice or something. You are already mine, bitch, even if you took your time to realise it. I wasn't asking your opinion about that."

"I beg you..."

"What you can do, maybe, is influence HOW are you going to be mine. Maybe, if you show me gratitude, I may not treat you like a complete piece of worthless shit, just regular shit."

"I beg you, my lady..."

"Queen."

"I beg you, oh dearest queen. Please, let this whore be of use by your side. I will take you in all my holes, I should not serve any other cock..."