Minimum effort

Tal is too good. You know you can't beat her. She's probably forgotten more about giving pleasure than you've ever known.

Thoroughly disheartened, you lap half-heartedly at Xyryx's pussy, occasionally glancing away to see how Mistress is doing.

Mistress at least seems to be enjoying herself with Tal's face buried in her muff. Xyryx, on the other hand, looks unimpressed with your efforts.

You try to work harder, even as you hear Mistress reach a loud orgasm. You're so far behind.

You hear movement behind you as Xyryx finally starts to moan. "Get on with it, Broodslave," Mistress says. "Faster."

Under Mistress's watchful eye, you manage to draw an orgasm from Xyryx, but it is clear that both Arachne found your performance lacking.

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Mistress hands over her money, having a short, but good natured, conversation before she leaves.

As you are walking home she questions you. "That was pathetic, broodslave. What happened?"

"I'm sorry, Mistress. I know Tal by reputation. I knew from the start I couldn't beat her, and I let that knowledge affect my performance."

"I see. Well, your loss has cost me twenty gold pieces. Plus the twenty I could have won makes forty. You are going to make it up to me."

She thinks for a moment. "Your inattentive eating out cost me the money, so it is only right that that will be how you earn it back. Tomorrow morning, after you finish your chores, you will make a sign offering oral sex for one gold piece. You will walk into the centre of town and place it next to one of the **** stocks, which you will then lock yourself into. You will attend to everyone who pays.

"I will come by in the evening with your meal. If I am satisfied with how much you have earned, you will be released and allowed to sleep in your hammock. If not, you will remain in the stocks overnight. This will continue until you have earned my money back, as well as a little more for the wasted days of service."

"Yes, Mistress."

"As an additional punishment for your inattentiveness, you will carry a pain rod until your debt is paid off."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Now, once we get home, you are to go and prepare dinner for yourself, and then feed the incubators. I will go and find a rod."