Negotiations

Artaria and Melinda spent an hour in the stocks, completely naked.

"Any more bright ideas?" asked Artaria.

"I'm still on Plan A." said Melinda.

"I am pretty sure your plan has failed."

"No, we can still turn this to our advantage. Be patient."

Pyrrha came in.

"Oh my, you both look lovely." she said, stripping off her clothes.

Pyrrha began to grope Artaria.

"You have no idea what is in store for you." she said, licking the blonde's face.

"Melinda, do you not have some spell that can get us out of this?" asked Artaria.

"Now is not the time." said Melinda.

Emmon came into the room.

"Oh, hello master." said Pyrrha, turning to the prince.

Artaria could see scars on Pyrrha's back.

"So you're just another ****?" Artaria said.

"Oh, its wonderful. You'll enjoy marriage with him." said Pyrrha.

"Are you a masochist?"

Emmon stepped over to Artaria.

"We should ally." said Melinda.

"You think you are a position to make sure demands off me?" asked Emmon.

"You have the weakest kingdom but you can still take the second weakest if you have my help."

"Pyrrha, give the elf a flogging. I will deal with the blonde."

Emmon handed Pyrhha a whip before getting behind Artaria.

"What are you doing?!" shouted Artaria.

Emmon pulled out his dick and shoved it into her ass. As the same time, Pyrrha stood behind Melinda with her whip.

CRACK!

The whip hit the white haired elf across her back, leaving a welt. Despite this, Melinda made no sound.

Meanwhile Artaria felt Emmon thrust into her ass.

CRACK!

"Do you want me to scream? I can actually unlock these chains with magic at anytime." said Melinda.

"Then why haven't you?" asked Pyrrha.

"Because we're still negotiating. Your husband is a kinky one. I think him have his fun with me is the best way to get him to listen."

CRACK!

Artaria was being fucked in the ass so hard she was screaming.

"So that what you want me to do? Or do you prefer I get off on it?" asked Melinda.

"It doesn't matter either way. Scream, cry, beg for mercy, take it stoically, have an orgasm, it makes no difference to me. I just like to whip girls." said Emmon.

CRACK!

"I see your wife likes to do the same." said Melinda.

"Its been way for generations. The other kingdoms think we're weird but being turned on is reason enough to whip women, even if she's your wife, sister, daughter." said Emmon.

"You are much younger than your father. Sixty five years younger to be precise."

CRACK!

"I'm the oldest surviving son. The others all died in accidents. Except the final brother. I just stabbed him to **** right then and there. Now I'm just waiting for father to die and then the kingdom is all mine." said Emmon.

"But what of the other kingdoms."

"I'm not a greedy man."

CRACK!

"How are you able to hold a conversation like this?" Pyrrha asked, astonished by how casually Melinda was taking her whipping.

"Not my first rodeo. But Emmon, you'd be king of the weakest kingdom. The other kings will not hesitate to invade and you'll lose everything." said Melinda.

"That is true. Vortisax seeks to take the entirety of Britannia. You'd be quickly overrun." said Artaria.

"Maybe you have a point." said Emmon.