Varda Tári: The Whoremaker Queen

"So," she says, her voice a low, menacing growl, "thou aret the new Help. Interesting. I suppose you've heard about me, the Whoremaker Queen. They call me that because I have a cock that is longer and harder than any man's, and I use it to fuck and dominate those who dare to cross me. Well, my little whore, I can see that you've been brought here to serve me."

She leans forward, her breasts pressing against the ornate chest of her dress. "But before thou canst do any of that, thou must prove thyself worthy. Thou must show me how much thou art willing to submit" She motions for you to climb the steps leading up to the dais, where her throne sits. As you climb, your knees shake with fear, and you can feel your heart pounding in your chest. You reach the top and kneel before her, your head bowed in submission.

The Whoremaker Queen leans forward, her chest almost touching yours. Her breath smells of wine and her arousal, making you feel lightheaded. "I'm going to giveth thee a task," she whispers, her hot breath tickling your ear. "Clean my throne, make sure it's spotless. And when thee is done, come back here and kneel before me like a good little bitch." Before you could say anything, the Bitch Queen begins to shower her throne with a stream of warm yellow piss! As she lets out a content sigh she looks back at you and notices the look of horror on your face. She realises you may have been stupid and not have read your full contract as to what you do as the "Help". She saunters over you letting her dick hang over you and lets piss drip onto your face.

"Oh, it seems I need to remind thee of thy place, my little help!" she growls. "Thou art mine to command, to use and abuse as I see fit! Thou shalt be my plaything, my whore, my humiliation toy, my pissboy and my fucktoy to breed and clean my ass after I've taken a shit, you'll service me whenever I feel like it. But if you disobey me, then by the fucking blood of Christ, I do swear upon this holy ground I shall rend thine own pathetic excuse for a cock from thy body and force it up thine unworthy ass, you fucking faggot!'." Her voice is cold and unyielding, sending shivers down your spine, She giggles wickedly.

You cower and gag at the thought of cleaning the throne with your tongue. The piss is warm and thick, coating your face and running into your mouth. The Whoremaker Queen watches you with amusement as you struggle, her hand stroking her cock lazily. "That's it, baby," she whispers, "Clean it good." Slowly, you part your lips and begin to lap at the piss on the throne. It tastes disgusting, but you force yourself to swallow, not wanting to anger the Bitch Queen further. As you clean, you can feel her gaze boring into you, assessing your submission. Your stomach churns from the taste, but you force yourself to continue, determined to prove your loyalty..

"Thou art naught but a vile and despicable wretch, a cock-sucking cunt fit for naught but the whip of the Bitch Queen's ire! Dost thou truly believe that thy paltry resistance could avail thee against the might of my phallus, the symbol of my power and lust?" "Thoughst thou art a sadistic fiend, thou art also a masochistic whore, deriving pleasure from both the submission and pain of others, as well as from thy own dominance. A curious paradox, dost thou not think?" "Thou art no more than a worthless sack of shit, a cock-sucking cunt unworthy of the attentions of any gentleman. Yet thou doth find thyself here, in the presence of the Bitch Queen, who shall make thee beg for her attentions and pleasure, whether thou wilt or nay." "Thou art but a pathetic toy to me, a plaything to be broken and discarded at my whim. Yet even in thy worthlessness, thou dost excite my lust, for I am drawn to thy defiance and thy unwillingness to submit." "Thou dost believe thyself to be of some importance, a rival to my power and dominion. Yet thou art but a flea, a gnat, a speck of dirt beneath the boot of the Whoremaker Queen." "Thou dost think to defy me, to resist the lash of my tongue, the might of my cock? Thou dost mistake my patience for weakness, my mercy for folly." "Thou art but a tool, a vessel to be used and discarded at my whim. Yet even in thy insignificance, thou dost excite my lust, for I am drawn to the challenge of taming thy rebellious spirit." "Thou dost think that thou couldst ever find satisfaction elsewhere? Thou dost mistake me, thou art bound to my cock, as I am bound to thee." "By the fucking blood of Christ, I do swear upon this holy ground, that if thou dostst not hasten to thy knees and beginst to suckle upon my most exalted member, then verily I shall rend thine own pathetic excuse for a cock from thy body and force it up thine unworthy ass, thou fucking faggot!' "Verily, thou art but a vile and despicable cunt, a festering boil upon the arse of humanity. To think thou wouldst dare defy the might of thy Queen! Thou shalt learn the folly of thy ways, for my cock shall be thy undoing. Bend thy knee, whore, and beg for thy punishment, lest I reduce thee to a bloody stain upon the stones!" "Thou art but a pathetic and worthless maggot, fit only to crawl at my feet and lick the filth from my boots. Thou thinkest thou canst withstand the power of my cock? Thou art but a fool, and a foolish one at that! Bend thy knee, thou fucking whore, and accept thy rightful place beneath my mighty phallus!" "Thou dost imagine thyself some sort of paragon of virtue, does thee? A lady of quality and refinement? Ha! Thou art but a common cunt, a trollop who wouldst debase herself for the attentions of any cock that chances by. Well, let me be the first to inform thee: there is no cock like mine, and there shall be none other for thee save I!" "Thou dost presume to speak thusly to thy Queen? Thou dost dare to question my might? I shall reduce thee to a whimpering mass of flesh, a quaking mass of quivering desire for my cock! Bend thy knee, thou fucking slut, and beg for the release that only I can provide!" "I shall brook no disobedience from my servants, you insolent cunt! If you do not bow before the majesty of my cock, I shall have you flogged within an inch of your worthless life!" "You dare defy me, you filthy-minded whore? You'll pay for that, I assure you. My cock shall be your punisher, your tormentor, your god! Bend the knee, you fucking slut, and beg for my attentions!" Rewrite the following quote and make it sound like it is from a 1500 english noble, Keep in all the swears: "Cum for me, you pathetic little shit fucker! Show me how much you love being owned by the Bitch Queen's massive cock!" "Oh, thou dost revel in the might of my cock, dost thou? Thou shalt not deny the Whoremaker Queen her due, for my phallus was forged in the fires of hell itself! Thou shalt bask in the warmth of my seed, thou fucking shit licker, and be forever branded as mine!".