No mercy for the slut

"That was certanly impressive, but I'm affraid I must say no." Said Lunnara

"What?"

"You see, good Myrce here asked me to treat you badly, to 'make you suffer' I think were her words, and being such an adorable little painslut as she is I could never say no to such an honest plea. Now, if I were to grant you this request I would have to deny hers first and this would reflect quite poorly in the value of my word. Is that what you are trying to do? Are you trying to undermine her loyalty and my reputation? To show that I'm not grateful with my subjects?"

"I.... I don't..."

"Get your ass over here and open your mouth." She quickly obeyed and kneeled before her, mouth wide open. "Princess, put our sweet Myrce on that bed. She is the lady of this house now, she should have the main bed. While you..." She looked down to Malape. "You have proven to be unfit to suck cock, to serve it, so you will just take it by ****. That's what you do with an animal when it cannot eat by itself, you made her open her mouth and you ****-feed it. As a farmer you should know." As she said this, she cruelty grabbed the woman's head to use it as support and then rammed her dick deep down her open throat. She took it in one move, but her throat convulsed as a result and her teary eyes closed themselves for a split second. She wasn't gifted with a natural absence of gag like her daugher, more likely she had developed the skill with time, but she was not used to their lovers being this big or this violent.

"Now, the secret here is to learn to breathe with your nose." That was not a real trick and Lunnara knew it, but she enjoyed humiliating her in this way, by lecturing her like she was a virgin. "You could also learn to hold your breath, that is quite a valuable skill for this endeavour, indeed." As she spoke she whipped her hips against her face, pushing her cock past her bulging throat. The **** woman stuck her tongue out to ease the violation of her mouth, there, she used that exposed tongue to lick the underside of the instrument, **** to find a way to appease her owner.

It did not work.

"You are, indeed, a malevolent creature."

Lunnara guffawed as she grabbed the woman's throat to feel the dick crossing it. "But you are watching, my dear Nameria. Is the stance in that ethereal plane of yours all that boring?"

"You... you..."

"...Yes?" She could not see the woman's spirit trapped inside her suit without using her power, but she could feel her horniness. No magic power was needed for that.

"Please, let me cum. All this debauchery... I need to partacke..." As she moaned that, the dress transformed around Lunnara's hips and soon a soft, almost flesh-like, appendage was teasing her asshole. The old witch sure knew her tricks "I could be good to you..." She teased. "I just need... my pleasure is at your mercy, my queen."

"I know that." Nameria was already on a good track, but this was not enough. She needed to fully surrender, to proclaim herself owned, and she was still far from that. As she though that, she started to ride Malape's mouth harder, and the wench hold herself to endure it.

"I could tell you the dragon's secrets... I know how to fully control him... my queen." That completely made Lunnara's mind. She was still trying to bargain. A whore does not bargain, a whore gives what is asked of her. "I could..."

"Go back to your ghost-plane, dead queen. I will not hear a word of you until I ask for it." A low grunt could be heard from Nameria, but she did not speak again and retreated to her plane. The armor kept teasing her, nontheless, and that was a sign that she was closer to be hers. A circlet of silver formed around the elf's head, just to tease her ears. That was another sign of triumph, and below her, Malape paid for it with another kind of grunt. She looked down to the disgraced mother, her face was a reddened mess of split, tears and precum, her eyes begging for any sort of mercy at the verge of losing her consciousness. She then started to gag like a first time blower, but Lunnara did not stop for that. The sound of her sloopy treatment was just to beautiful to renounce.

"What? Are you going to puke? That is a low trick." Malape couldn't take it anymore and soon her throat started to convulse. Lunnara released her and watched her puke on the floor like a drunk wench, lame and miserable. "Are you for real!? Here!? On the floor of Myrce's bedroom? What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you have a glimse of decency?"

"I'm... sorry..."

"You better be."

"I..."

"Shut up. I cannot even began to express how disappointed I am with you. You came to me claiming to be a better cocksucker than my best **** and now, unable to confront your own failure you stain the room of the woman that bested you, while rejecting my cock. How dare you?"

"My daughter..."

"She is not your daughter anymore, get this in your head. And by insulting her you insult me too. I can forgive the affronts on me, as I am a merciful queen, but no one mistreats my Myrce save me. An so, this is how your atonement shall begin: Your daughter is not your daughter anymore, and from now on, you shall be her dog. You are not allowed to cum or take a cock, you are not allowed to do ANYTHING unless she tells you so. You will clean this mess, and you will wait for your master to wake up, here, on your knees and smiling. Your daughter will inform me periodically of your doing, and I better be pleased by what I hear."