Earlier, in the tower of the dark lord

The morning sun shone brightly through the black room, filling it with warmth and light. It shined in the closed eyes of Daelana, who blinked as she rose from her slumber. Her mind was foggy, a mess of memories of the night before clouded by thoughts of pure ecstasy. Her naked body felt sore all over as if she were recovering from the thrill and pain of running a marathon. As she felt consciousness return to her, she tried to climb out of the bed but found herself pinned in place underneath a strong arm wrapped around her waist. Her eyes went wide as she recognized the arm and suddenly every detail of the previous night came rolling into her mind in an instant. She turned around and her eyes met with those of Malgor, he too awakened by the morning light. He smiled at her shocked face.

"Good morning, " he said deviously.

Daelana screamed instinctively and crawled away from him. Malgor chuckled and freed her from her grasp, letting her do so. She rolled off of the bed and knelt beside it, clinging to the sheets and only poking her head out from behind them as if she were hiding there. She looked at Malgor with abject terror.

"Dear gods, what did I do last night?" said Daelana.

"You did surprisingly little," said Malgor, "I, on the other hand, did plenty. The real question you should be asking yourself is what did you allow me to do last night?"

"No!" she yelled.

She whipped her head around frantically until she spotted a collection of weapons mounted on the wall. She ran over to them and grabbed a sword from the wall, pointing it towards Malgor who simply lounged in bed, laughing to himself. Daelana's hand shook as she aimed the blade at him angrily. But the anger turned to embarrassment as she remembered she was still naked. She quickly used her other hand to cover her boobs and squeezed her thighs together as much as possible to conceal her pussy to limited effect.

"What are you planning to do with that?" said Malgor.

"You defiled me!" yelled Daelana, "You saw my naked form! You ruined me! I'll kill you!"

"Do you really think I would keep swords that could hurt me around my bed?" said Malgor, "Go ahead and try. When you lose even more points I'll only anticipate your fate as my mindless **** even more!"

Daelana quivered and stepped back, holding the sword with much less confidence. Just like with everything else he had said, she knew he was right but couldn't admit it out loud. Malgor threw the sheets off of him and stood up to face her. He looked down for a moment, seeing morning wood take effect on him as his penis stood erect. He chuckled and Daelana looked on in disgust.

"Perhaps I'm anticipating a round two," said Malgor.

"Never you perverted beast!" said Daelana.

Daelana insulted the master. -3 VP

"You really don't know what you're doing, do you?" said Malgor, "Look at that score! A few more of those and you'll be licking my feet obediently in no time!"

"I won't!" said Daelana, "I'll... I'll..."

She trailed off, afraid to say anything that could bring her below zero. Her sword hand drooped lower, pulled by the sword's weight as her conviction weakened. Malgor confidently stepped towards her. She did her best to raise the blade to meet him.

"Stay back, I mean it!" she yelled.

Malgor grabbed the sword blade in his bare hand. Even as he squeezed it in his grasp, he didn't bleed. He held it with such control that Daelana realized how futile it was to even brandish it in the first place. Malgor wrenched the sword from her grasp and threw it to the side, letting it clatter upon the marble ground. Daelana stood defeated, her eyes drifting downwards in dejection.

"Why am I so weak?" said Daelana, "I sacrificed everything, my very soul, for this strength. Why can I not resist after all this time?"

"If strength lied in denying your own desires, I would rather be weak," said Malgor.

Malgor walked into her, pinning her against a pillar behind her and pressing their naked bodies together. Daelana shuddered as she felt his erection poke her between her thighs. She looked up at him, helpless as ever.

"They call me dark lord because I follow my desires," said Malgor, "I know what I want and I take it without question, damn what others think. This is why they call you dark knight. Who cares if no one accepts you? Run wild and chase the pain that defines you! You and I are not so different after all."

"I am not you!" said Daelana, "I am nothing like you!"

"Yes, you are correct there," said Malgor, "I do not desire pain like you do. My desire is to inflict it!"

Malgor pressed his body even further into Daelana's, squeezing her painfully between himself and the pillar. This time, a cry of pain didn't even escape her breath. Only a moan of pleasure. Even the pretense of pain being separate from pleasure had been driven out of her last night and she couldn't hide her satisfaction. She spoke through pleasured gasps.

"Please..." she said, "Please... stop or... or I'll... I'll..."

"You'll what?" said Malgor, "Or you'll cum?"

"Huh?" said Daelana, "No..."

The word 'no' faded in her mouth as she felt the ecstasy within her build up and manifest in her womanhood. She was already dripping wet. She couldn't truly deny his claims with conviction as she felt herself on the edge of an orgasm. She couldn't believe that even as weary as she was the first sign of pain was sending her waves of pleasure as fresh as at the beginning of that night. She was gifted energy enough to moan at the dark lord's degradation of her, and it made her ashamed beyond belief.

"Yes," she said with her head hung low.

"Yes what?" asked Malgor.

"Yes I'll cum if you do that!" Daelana screamed in agony.

Malgor dug his hips deeper into Daelana and she yelped. She felt her pussy burning hot and wetter than ever as she was brought so close to an orgasm but didn't quite get there. She panted like a bitch, her head whirling from the building pleasure without finality.

"So close..." she said.

"You finally admit it," said Malgor, "If I were to slap you right now, you would cum instantly. And you want that, don't you? After last night you can no longer deny how good it will feel."

Daelana could no longer say anything. If she denied it liked she wanted to, she knew she would be lying. She felt good then, and she felt good now. She knew it and he knew it. She could not escape from that no matter how much she tried.

"Tell me," said Malgor, "Beg me for it. Beg me to slap you like the bitch you are. Beg me to teach you the lesson you deserve. And as your reward you can cum as freely as you like. Follow your desires like you were meant to. Follow the pain!"

Daelana squirmed against his body, making guttural moans of pleasure as she felt herself being edged consistently. The feeling was excruciating and she needed relief. She knew the slap would make it happen, make her feel good. She also knew that if she didn't the dark lord would simply keep her here as long as he wanted. He was enjoying it after all. He would have no problem holding her in this suspended misery as long as he wished. With that excuse in her mind, she gave in to his demands.

"Do it," she said.

"That doesn't sound like begging," said Malgor,

Daelana groaned, still wincing from the edging.

"Please," she yelped, "Please please please do it!"

"Who are you addressing when you speak?" said Malgor, "Beg properly now!"

Daelana felt but a single moment of clarity as she contemplated how far she would go for this. The pleasure almost enlightened her, bringing her to a state of pure bliss brought on from the constant torment she was going through. With a clear mind, she regretted that all she could think of was figuring out exactly what he wanted from her.

"Master," Daelana whispered, "Please hit me."

Malgor smiled and struck her across the face. Daelana let out a scream that defied all other cries of pleasure. It echoed through the room and pierced the sky above them. It was full of anguish, joy, sorrow, and fulfillment all at once. She let this scream soar to the sun itself as she felt a deep and powerful orgasm rock her very being to the core. She shook and convulsed like never before as the pleasure hit her like a warhammer and left as slow as sand falling in an hourglass. As she felt this unbelievable wave of pleasure finally release her, her lips pursed in the air driven by pure unadulterated lust. She let her head fall forward with little energy, and her pursed lips landed on the lips of the dark lord. Driven by the ecstasy, she gave him a deep kiss.

Daelana was brought to orgasm by he dark lord's slap. +3 VP

Daelana kissed the dark lord. +5 VP

Athalia entered the room at that point, forgetting to knock. She smiled, hopeful that she could make up for her blunders yesterday with a good and diligent show of work today, regardless of how humiliated it made her feel. Her confidence, however, waned greatly as the first sight she was met with upon entering the room was the dark whore Daelana kissing Malgor in front of her. She was stunned by this, not expecting such a thing from Daelana of all people. She had seen her progress from notifications and was sure the night had gone badly for her. How did it end up like this?

Daelana immediately backed away from the kiss, her pupils shrinking as she realized what she had done. The pleasure gave way to lucidity which gave way to terror and shame. She realized that she had just planted a willing kiss on the lips of her sworn enemy. In a way, it was worse than letting him defile her as she had done this of her own conviction. Malgor smiled an evil smile at her as she realized she had acted as nothing more than a puppet in his hands. She really was his.

Malgor backed away, letting Daelana fall to her knees, now no longer supported by his weight pressing her into the pillar. He turned his attention to Athalia who had just entered the room.

"You ought to knock," said Malgor, "As you can see, I was quite busy."

"Ah, apologies master!" said Athalia, "Please forgive me! Maybe I can make it up to you?"

Malgor noticed Athalia staring at his erect cock. He looked down, knowing he was still in the mood and wished to relieve himself. Though he still held a grudge against Athalia, last night had taught him that combining pleasure and **** was all too sweet a mixture. He smiled.

"Come here and get on your knees," said Malgor.

Athalia happily pranced over to Malgor and obediently knelt at his feet. This was a chance she was waiting for. She had spent her whole life perfecting the art of giving pleasure. She could easily use this as a way to get back in the good graces of Malgor, restoring her chances at beating the other whores she was stuck with. She wrapped her slender fingers around Malgor's cock and began stroking him slowly.

"Oh master," said Athalia, "What a big cock you have. You must've used it to teach that dark bitch a lesson. I knew she would break under this cock. Nothing can stand before you..."

"Use your mouth to bring me to climax," said Malgor, "And only your mouth. That way I don't have to listen to your poisoned words!"

Athalia stopped awkwardly. She was really hoping she would be able to talk during this. She could've reinforced the pleasure she brought with words, associating them with his feelings in order to endear herself to him. But Malgor didn't seem to want that. Athalia knew there would be trouble if she disobeyed, so she reluctantly took her hand off of his cock. He expectantly raised his eyebrow at her, urging her to hurry up. She quickly opened her mouth and planted her lips on the tip of his cock, making little suckling noises that brought great pleasure to Malgor who leaned his head back and savored the feeling.

Athalia moved her head forward, wrapping her lips around the base of his tip and sucking. She slowly moved along down his shaft, slurping and coating it in her saliva. As more and more of his dick entered her mouth, her tongue swirled around it, bring it more pleasure. Malgor sighed in satisfaction as Athalia's lips reached the base of his shaft and she began diligently sucking his whole cock.

Athalia wasted no times using her skills as a succubus, perfectly applying her lips to the skin of his dick without any teeth scraping it. She knew how to eek out the last drop of ecstasy from any cock. Though her expertise was being put to use, she couldn't help but feel belittled here as she was unable to talk or do anything but focus on Malgor's pleasure. She remembered how during some of their nights together, Athalia would call in a servant girl to suck Malgor's cock while she passionately kissed him and whispered sweet nothings into his ear. She thought of the servants as nothing but toys for them to play with as she, the mistress, got the real fun. But now she was the one being used as the toy. She had to hide her annoyance the more she worked on his cock.

Daelana attempted to struggle to her feet, still feeling woozy from her recent orgasm. Malgor noticed this and grabbed her by the shoulder, pulling her over to him. Daelana could do nothing as her limp body was picked up like a rag doll. Malgor pulled her into him, putting his arm around her waist and grabbing her ass roughly. Daelana groaned as she felt pleasure emanating from his tight and painful grasp of her buttock. Malgor held her close, making sure the two of them stood high above Athalia.

"Look at this pathetic little **** sucking my cock!" said Malgor, "Did you know this bitch used to warm my bed for me, like you did last night?"

Malgor leaned into Daelana's shoulder and started kissing and biting at her neck. Daelana sighed and moaned again, not even having the strength to show anger. Or perhaps the anger had left her completely, leaving her with nothing left to do but surrender herself to the sensations the dark lord, her old foe, was giving her.

Athalia struggled to contain her anger. Malgor was surely doing this on purpose. Taking another woman and dangling her above her as she was **** to do the work of a cock-sucking servant. She knew he wanted her to feel like a bottom ****, no longer a mistress above other women. With her mouth full of his cock, she could hardly say anything in protest or try to seduce him into letting her into a better position.

Athalia had little time to think of anything more before Malgor used his unoccupied hand to gab the back of her head and push her deeper into his crotch, forcing her to suck faster. Her eyes went wide as she felt the cock unexpectedly get shoved down her throat. Malgor lifted his own head from Daelana's neck, smiling and laughing as he felt the stimulation of Athalia's mouth increase his pleasure tenfold. Daelana did nothing but lean on his body, standing like a dark mistress by his side.

"What do you say, dear dark knight?" said Malgor, "Shall I fill this useless ****'s mouth with my cum as we watch her gag on my cock?"

Daelana said nothing while Athalia prepared herself. While she felt quite humiliated, swallowing cum was nothing new to her. She did it many times both as a lowly demon rising the ranks and as the dark mistress. The best she could do was obediently and skillfully swallow whatever he shot down her throat in hopes that it would prove her devotion and quell some of his ire.

Soon, Malgor thrust into Athalia at top speed, smacking her face with his hips over and over again. She did her best to bear it as she refused to let up on giving his cock pleasure. Soon, the pleasure peaked. Malgor leaned back and sighed as he had a deep orgasm and shot his cum directly into his maid's mouth. She gagged a bit as she took it in, forgetting just how much her former lord could cum and how difficult it was to keep it all in. Nevertheless she struggled through and gulped down load after load, **** to not let a single drop go, something that she would definitely get in trouble for. After what seemed like forever, Athalia swallowed the last glob of semen, pursed her lips, and slid them off his cock, cleaning it thoroughly. She buried any resentment she had and gave him a polite smile while on her knees.

"Thank you for the gift of your cum, master," she said.

Athalia swallowed the master's cum (ordered). +0 VP

Athalia winced slightly, accidentally letting some displeasure slip out on her face. After all of that, she didn't even get any points. She felt like the effort warranted a significant amount of VP. Just at that moment, Helga knocked on the open door. Everyone turned to look at her, smiling her usual audience-friendly smile.

"Good morning girls. My lord," said Helga, "I see you've had a wonderful morning indeed!"

Athalia glared at Helga. As the master of this game, she certainly had some questions for her. Malgor shook Daelana, showing great enthusiasm for the night he had.

"Quite so," said Malgor, "A fine first night for a fine game. I'm starting to think I'll thoroughly enjoy my time here!"

"That's wonderful to hear," said Helga, "I just wished to bring a bit of news to you before I'm on my way. After which, the day is yours."

Malgor tossed Daelana onto the bed who fell down over its edge, her knees still too weak to hold herself up though she was regaining some strength. She simply laid on the bed, rethinking everything that had happened. Athalia got up, wiping some cum from her mouth. She was annoyed again at Helga's coming, taking up Malgor's time and making it so she still couldn't talk to him. Malgor pulled his black pants up his legs and strapped them on before walking over to Helga.

"My lord," said Helga, "A congratulations on a wonderful first night. Yours was quite eventful, and you took a lot of action, something that we don't see too often here."

"As you said, this is my opportunity for vengeance," said Malgor, "I will not squander it. I plan to make use of every night to exact my plans."

"Wonderful," said Helga, "I simply wanted to mention some plans for today. Tonight we'll be holding our first event, a sort of social gathering that will allow the girls to interact with you and gain points. It will be a royal feast held in the palace. Tables and food have already been set. You needn't worry about any arrangements. I would also like to take the time to say that you, like the girls, are beholden to attend any event. Keep that in mind for the future.

"Hmm," said Malgor, his eyes narrowing, "I do not often appreciate begin ordered, but it is in my interest so I will allow it."

"Excellent," said Helga, "And in other good news, your girl tonight will be Christina. I hope you have just as much fun with her as you did Daelana."

"Christina?" said Athalia, "That scripture-touting good girl? She's second?"

"Yes," said Helga, "I would suggest you do not question the order we choose to allow you girls access to the master's private quarters. It is already privilege you should all be grateful for."

Athalia kept silent. She had no idea how long she'd have to wait for her turn with Malgor, something she was now suspecting would be the only time she could truly talk with him alone. Were the game masters themselves tormenting her as well?

"Anyways, that is all," said Helga, "Daelana, get dressed and see yourself back to your quarters. Your night with the master is over and your rights to his room are quickly expiring."

Daelana pushed herself to her feet, finally having the strength to walk again. She meekly covered her nudity again, though it looked like more out of an obligation to herself than out of fear for her modesty. She slowly bent down and grabbed the clothes that were torn off of her body, doing her best to put them on despite all the tears they had in them. Once she was lazily dressed, she spoke weakly.

"Don't have to tell me twice," she said.

She lumbered towards the door. Malgor tore the sheets off of the bed and threw them at Athalia who quickly turned to catch them. Her nose winced as she smelled sex permeate through them.

"Wash those sheets," said Malgor, "They are stained with my juices, as well as Daelana's. A product of our night together. Once they are clean, I have no need of you."

Athalia had given up on any progress being made today and instead bowed and hurried after Daelana towards the door. Helga also bowed and followed the two of them, closing the door behind them all. The three walked down the stairs. Athalia, knowing this would be one of the only times she was sort of alone with Helga turned to her.

"What's with those bullshit points, huh?" said Athalia.

"I'm not quite sure what you're referring to," said Helga.

"You know damn well!' said Athalia, "I sucked his fucking dick clean! These other girls are shy about masturbating alone, and I sucked him off! How come I got no points for it?"

"Do you have a faulty memory?" said Helga, "I told you that actions taken as a maid will not be rewarded with VP. They are not the actions of a loyal wife, but of an obedient servant. He ordered you to suck his cock as his maid, and so you were under obligation to do so."

Athalia froze. She did recall that being said on the beach. That complicated her plans even more. If she couldn't earn points any time she was a maid, all of the advantages she thought this position would bring her suddenly vanished.

"How is that fair?" said Athalia, "If this is a game I need a fair shot at winning just like the other girls!"

"The other girls have their own disadvantages from their own transformations," said Helga, "And his hatred towards you is not something we invented. If you want to win, work harder. It will also work to endear you to the audience more."

Athalia took her words in. She knew that she was working at a disadvantage but she truly thought there would be some advantages she could take hold of. Perhaps, as loathe as she was to admit it, she would have to play the game like the rest of the girls. She would have to use only the opportunities given to all of them collectively. She sighed, not enthusiastic to be at the level of ones she considered lesser, and continued down the stairs towards a room in the palace where servants went to wash clothes.