Make Tinytits play with Gudrun.

"D-do I have to?"

"Do you want to be my **** forever?"

"N-no."

"Then you have to." Tinytits has completely bought the story about you being a ninth-level archmage. Actually you have no power to hypnotise her at all, and would probably get bored of enslaving her in a week or two, but she doesn't need to know that. You might tell her later, after she's thoroughly embarrassed herself for you. Her cheeks are burning, and you can tell from the way she casts her eyes over the leering crowd that she's about ready to sink into the earth with shame, though you're still certain that on some level she's enjoying this.

Gudrun's face is also blazing red. You haven't forgotten about her. She's still there, still naked, bound hand and foot and overflowing with humiliated rage. As Tinytits approaches her she tries to back away, but with her hair bound to that overhanging beam there's nowhere she can go. She's trapped and helpless.

Tinytits, blushing furiously, reaches out to fondle Gudrun's enormous breasts, groping and squeezing and playing with her nipples. Gudrun struggles against her bonds and spits insults through the panties stuffed in her pretty mouth as her breasts are teased, petted, toyed and played with. It's nothing compared to the noises she makes when Tinytits goes up on her toes to plant a kiss on her gagged lips.

"MMMMMMMFFF!"

Tinytits plants another kiss on her cheek, then moves a little lower down to kiss and nibble her neck. Gudrun's still protesting, but you can tell that, despite all her complaints, she's beginning to enjoy the sensation just a little bit. Of course, this fact only serves to magnify her annoyance. Tinytits leaves a trail of kisses all the way down Gudrun's neck to her breasts, then takes the barbarian's right breast in her small hand and begins to flick her tongue over the unfortunate warrior's nipple. Gudrun's breathing speeds up as her breasts are dotted with kisses, her nipples licked, kissed, nibbled on and fondled a little more just for good measure. It's all very interesting to watch, of course.

Tinytits, her bottom still glowing from her spanking and her face still glowing from the shame of her public defeat, falls to her knees in front of Gudrun. Gudrun's eyes go wide and she begins to scream curses through her gag as she realises what's about to happen, how she'll be made to perform in front of the whole tavern. She'll never live this down, and you can tell she knows it.

Tinytits presses her pretty face between Gudrun's legs and begins to lick Gudrun's pussy, her tongue questing through the barbarian's wild red hair to reach her oh-so-sensitive clit. She's very good at eating pussy, it seems. You wonder what else those academy girls get up to in their dorms.

Gudrun resists as best she can, but she's already worked up from the nipple play, and against such a talented tongue there really is only one outcome. You lock eyes with her and smile as she bucks her hips, grinding against the other girl's face, on the verge of what ought to be an absolutely crashing orgasm. She's furious with you, of course. Not only have you humiliated her, you've **** her to enjoy it. Just before she cums you hold up a hand and say "Stop!"

Tinytits stops immediately, backing away. Gudrun groans in frustration, **** to cum, thrusting her hips against the air. You grin at her. You've exposed her secret, shameful animal lusts to the whole tavern, turning her into nothing more that a filthy little bare-bottomed beast. She's hungry for sex, she can't have it and everyone can see how badly she wants it. And you know from the look in her eyes that she understands exactly what you've done to her. Pretty fun, on the whole.

"Gudrun isn't allowed to cum until she's learnt her lesson," you say. "Poor little Gudrun. Anyway, Tinytits, your turn."

"M-my turn to do what?"

You smile.