Epilogue

After you submitted to Tara, she had more fun with you, making you lick her pussy, ass and feet and cumming several times on your face. After several hours, she took mercy on you and finally allowed you to cum, of course she had to make you ruin it but that was better than nothing.

Your training went on for some time in the dungeon and you were often put in the same cell as Eleanor, getting used as cumdumps for the guards on duty. They often run competition between the two of you, tallying marks on your body counting the number of guys you made cum. The one that had the most mark at the end of the day was the winner. The loser had to clean the winner's body with her tongue, licking all the cum that got sprayed on them. The next day, the loser was tied under the winner and only allowed to witness the other getting fucked all day, cum dripping all over her while getting edges over and over by the clit ring installed on both of you. Those games became a favorite of yours and so far you were winning overall with 23 wins against 18 for Eleanor.

All thoughts of resistance and rebellion quickly abandoned you as you got used to your new life. You were having a blast, getting fucked all day long and sharing a cell with your bestie Eleanor. You also loved when you, sometimes with Eleanor as well, had private time with Tara. She often booked the two of you to serve her during her work shift, either as footstool while the other was licking them, or having to take care of her holes with your slutty tongues.

One day, you were brought up the castle to Solvene's throne room. She was really gorgeous looking, wearing a Queen's crown and sumptuous clothes that put her curves on display. You even got to kiss her feet and be used as her personal footslut for a week, take that Eleanor.

Life was great for you, so what if the city was burning, you never saw it anyway.

Bad End : Broken ****