Tamaska moaned as she suckled the tip of his cock and again when his hand settled on the back of her head, teasing her hair and scratching lightly with his claws. She purred, sending pleasant vibrations through his thick shaft as he just left his hand there to idly stroke her hair. She took it as a sign that he wanted her deeper onto him so she slowly moved her head farther down, gagging softly as her jaw was forced open wider by his girth.  Her progress was slow but steady and she nodded softly to his question. She had felt used an hour ago, now she just felt exhausted. When his hand lightly tugged her teal locks she stopped. She gagged softly and repeatedly as she held half of his massive prick in her throat.<br/><br/>She looked nervous at the mention of upping  the stakes for her next challenge. The nervousness her eyes expressed turned to embarrassment and horror in equal parts as he detailed the specifics of her next command. The thought of all those eyes, all the lustful stares and comments, had the little priestess quivering as she stared up into the mischievous orange eyes.  She wanted to pull her head back and say something, anything that might lessen the wager but those eyes pinned her in place, leaving her throat impaled on his fat cock while she nodded meekly.<br/><br/>She listened and suckled lightly on his thick tool as he explained every lewd detail of what she would do. When Emberspike mentioned Bahiyya and whips. the thought of that drove all thoughts of trying to avoid this challenge from her. She knew that to Bahiyya it did not matter whether her victims writhed in agony or ecstasy, as long as they did so at her command. Again, she found herself nodding along although he had asked her no specific questions.<br/><br/>Her gagging was getting worse from him stretching her throat for so long but she dare not move without his permission. She was thankful when once her had finished his explanation he drug her off his cock by her hair until it popped free with a wet squelch. Saliva leaked out to join the gooey white on her chest as she coughed and panted for breath.  Her eyes still stared up at him.<span style="color: indigo">"Yes Master Emberspike, it will be all sorts of fun I imagine."</span>She said, lacking some of his enthusiasm as her eyes flicked to the bobbing cock head bobbing in front of her face and back to his leering, mocking grin. Clearly her degradation and debauchery were things he truly enjoyed, maybe even more than her body.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>