A Harrowing Tale (EEE X Sanoci) NSFW IMAGES

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

@Sanoci

Practically twins.

Anyone who saw these two thought they were. Estelle and Amara were practically mirror images. The Lumar clan was known for their magic and healing abilities and that made rides from this land sought after those sadly Estelle was not blessed with anything. She was beautiful and fair and of Royal birth which meant she had a magical bloodline it just skipped her generation which made her parents sad but her parents and family were quite well gifted and even if she wasn’t anyone who wanted their magical abilities sought after her hand in marriage. It was hard to keep her safe when she was younger and by stroke of luck under the same stars Amara was born. She herself is not of noble birth but her resemblance to Estelle was easily seen. Amara was a simple country elf and even though her family could use healing magic Amara was gifted with so much more. When the Royals heard about the existence of Amara they sought out her family and requested her to be a handmaiden which her family rightfully refused since she was the only daughter and quite valuable to her own family though the Royals would not accept no for an answer and offered quite a dowry for her. At first her family tried to refuse but they saw it as a chance to give her daughter a better life and help the family that was not very well off except for there one magical daughter.


With a heavy heart they sent her off excepting that gallery and gifts from the Reiko family with promises that she will be taken care of but once she left the care for family she was pretty much made a double for Estelle. Kidnappers could not tell her apart and it kept their daughter safe and since their daughter had no magical abilities only royal birth offering her as a sept to whomever married her made her even more valuable since the neighboring prince saw a chance at getting a two for one deal. The neighboring kingdom offered the Lumar clan massive prize for the both of them riches, artifacts and A very strong connection as well as protection for their own home they could not refuse such an offer especially when they offered immediate payment. Even though the girls came from different backgrounds they became fast friends though it wasn’t hard to see the dynamic between the pair as Estelle saw herself as much better due to her blood and royal birth than Amara. In the public eye she treated her well but behind closed doors Estelle was cruel and unforgiving to the poor country elf Who she never let forget her humble and lowly birth.

Amara Took this abuse with Grace since there was nothing she could do her family would come to great harm or at least lose what status they were given. She tried to train and teach Estelle some magic but the poor elf princess was just normal to her families dismay. When Estelle came of age she was sent off to the nearby kingdom via a large caravan and expecting to have a much better and more privilege life though that life would never come.

Their caravan did not make it to the destination apparently it was late and that she would be sent secretly to the prince of Ishsti and anyone who wanted to extort money sent someone to try and attack to get a hold of the princess but little did they know that they would get two valuable pawns. Even with the protection when they were attacked they were not good for the droves of warriors to take over and get a hold of them and the pair did try to escape but they found to the hands of orcs who knew the value of elves especially since they were so rare and rarely reproduced and when they did they knew it would be a jackpot.

The pair and got captured and in a dungeon awaiting their fate all alone in the world without anyone to protect them all they had were each other….

 

[Sanoci]

Orcs were a blight upon civilization, forged by the discrimination and hardships placed upon them. Once upon a time these sentient primitives existed under the guise of hunters and gatherers. Unfortunately the accumulated greed of colonization often carried some devastating effects and the Orcs happened to one group to suffer through the generations.From forested regions and great plains to tuck behind caverns and the most desolate locations. Overtime they degraded as a society though retained their superior physicality. These dreadful creatures began to survive within harsh environments, scarce resources, and overabundance of vicious predators. For the Orc tribes turning into a nomadic horde, although not technologically advanced and seldom with magic... pragmatism and brutality went far.

The last century cultivated in claiming hostile places and ruins as bases of operations. Most daunting for opposition was the current generation, fundamentally working under a might is right for hierarchy. Few notable individuals within this savage tribe manufactured a coherent force.A deficiency of trade skills made them meager but channeling that ferocity into slavery and mercenary work have imbued new purpose.Encroaching deeper into civilization, it became apparent that their usage of crude gear, clunky fortifications and weaponizing their great physical prowess were helpful in gaining ground. Refurbishing a few areas into small settlements, the greatest tribe encountered as the World Maimers sought to elevate themselves beyond what used to be meager beginnings.

Borne of a litter fundamentally under the premise that some of their numbers are diminished either by infighting or the environment. One colossal orc wantonly destroyed all his siblings, blessed with phenomenal stature and the exceedingly rare talent of blessed with the capacity for magic. Every denizen of the tribe for how rare they were always were tutored into becoming Shamans. Inevitably they were spiritual leaders of the community with some acting akin to advisers in magic. The one fighting since emerging into the world known as Rugorim eschewed tradition, learning some of the magic but clawed and battled enough to claim a new path. Becoming one of the Renders, senior warriors of the WorldMaimer tribes meant he gained significant honors and were among the few eligible for Warmaven. This was what was known as the Chief for the tribes.

Predators, the name notions of their frightening scouts, sniffed out a caravan trekking around the vast wilderness. What was learned brought great smiles over their gnarly fangs. The Elves were reclusive and highly sought out for their magical affinities.Possession of them in the slave markets was great, especially their women who came closer to touching the deities on the basis of their beauty. Typically the Orcs held the majority of these characteristics. Darkened gray like complexions mirroring stone with stooped builds and raven black hair often unkempt. Seen with low foreheads, reddish eyes, and faces of porcine appearance that featured large lower canines similar to boars identified them best. The caravan approaching was blocked by a behemoth of a humanoid. Most of his kin was around 7 ft [ 213 cm]. Unnerving to the traversing elves was what was gawking at them with makeshift armor and glowing runes traced over his numerous scarification marks.

The freakish brute towered over some of the larger vegetation, silently glaring at them with his 8 ft [244 cm] frame. Dragging along the serrated blade the size of a greatsword, scraping the ground before a chopping overswing cleaved their mount in half. Emitting an intimidating roar that sent small ripples to the area. Abruptly the other orcs sprang into actions, peppered by a barrage of arrows. The Carriage flipped by the collision, forcing some of the elves to cling to the damaged vehicle. Fortified skin by an enchantment within those runes made the frantic shots of the arrows and polearms hardly damaged.Each swing shattering weapon and through the elves, splitting in half with their organs spewing out violently.Bodies launched a few feet away. It was a horrific sight, their numbers dwindling swiftly. Certainly the carriage launching backwards disoriented whoever was located there. Death met most, nudging his kin to take whoever was being protected.


Dragging them away, they would utilize numbers to snatch them.Upon realization they were women, though temptations were there, restraint was ultimately there. Regardless of the cries, plead and resistance.both ladies would be bound and gagged. The sensation of cold stone was felt, tossed onto the ground without remorse. Submerged in darkness by blindfolds, left by their lonesome momentary. The Worldmaimer had been located to an ancient Dwarven stronghold, formerly a ruin now decorated in the visage of the orcs. This meant runic symbols, adornment of skulls and mixtures of leathers with furs to better craft tents. Its rooms are reserved for storage and for important members. At this time the elves were placed in what was once a holding cell for convicted criminals. Large iron bars but shockingly spacious with stone beddings. Both were crammed and alone yet unmonitored.

@EtherealElvenEmpress

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

They were not expecting this ambush though there was a possibility of it happening considering that they were elves especially one being of a royal blood. There are large caravan fuck as best they could using magic and weaponry that they were no match for the ambush that took place and they weren’t expecting Orcs to be involved either. The two treasures fought as well even though Estelle was really of no use other than screaming and begging people to help. Amara what’s the exit to Battell Houston magic and defensive magic to at least keep them safe but that was no match for the droves that attacked them and their caravan. Even with their valiant effort the two stood no chance against a battalion.

Perhaps it was a good fortune that they were both knocked out considering they were not meant for battle. They stood out like a rose among grass. They are white hair and pale skin even though they were small they were easily noticed by anyone attacking and they stood out amongst the elves as well. They didn’t know how many of theirs were lost but when they finally woke up they were in a place they did not recognize and it was not another Elf kingdom.

They had no idea who drafted all they remembered was darkness and Amara was still passed out though Estelle was the first to wake up. “Amara….Amara…. I am bleeding….wake up. Do something wake up!” She had a soft voice but she was not quiet by any means as she started shaking Amara who is laying on a stone bed in a place that was not to her standards of living. Both else were bloodied and bruised and in the situation she was trying to put her hands on Amara whispering spell words but nothing was happening since she was just not gifted so she was trying.

Amara was the shorter of the two she fell about 150 cm tall while Estelle was more around 163. Even with their luxe their height was the only thing I could tell them apart. Other than that they looked like identical twins that were birthed from different mothers. I’m looking around but still was terrified especially seeing skulls decorating the sale all she could do was cry and make more noise than she should have but at least that will wake up Amara.

“Mmm…owww…. where are we?” Amara had a light melodic voice and sounded like a songbird. Most people mistook her for the princess since she was more demure and well raised compared to us now he was loud and demanded everything. “Thank the goddess you’re awake! Hiromi I’m bleeding I’m hurt get me out of here you’re supposed to look after me get me out of here!” Estelle Started yelling her demands Emma confused Amara was trying to keep her quiet and when she finally sat out from the stone bed she looked over at Estelle he was bleeding but not seriously injured she was the one more hurt though being the handmaiden to Estelle she would focus her on the true princess taking her hand in hers and holding it whispering a spell as she began to glow and heal all wounds at the cost of her being more fatigued and tired. She knew how Estelle got and this was the only way to try to keep her quiet though she did try and shush her as she try to look around at their surrounding.

Once Estelle was healed she pushed Amara to the side and went to walk towards the iron bars and she began yelling out. “ I demand we be released at once! Do you have any idea who we are let us go return us and you shall receive a reward!” Estelle thought whoever took them would listen but Amara was starting to panic.

“Your highness please…. stop yelling I have no idea who took us please sit down we’ll find out soon enough don’t draw any attention to us…please?” Amara pleased Ashley started focusing on healing her leg that was in very bad shape the white clothing that they wore were ceremonial roads that were now dirty from the battle but very clearly of elf origin. Estelle scoffed and didn’t bother to listen to her handmaiden. She was just a handmaiden and a body double there was no way she knew what she was talking about!

 

[Sanoci]

Halls reverberated the futile cries of the imprisoned, clearly not the only victims. A deafening cry spilled, one the women in their seclusion would recognize as one of the guards. This gave a somber clarification that not all the warriors perished, the orcs sensible enough to weed out weakness and allow those blessed by skill or luck to remain.Judging by the scenery those who knew their history can spot the remarkable architecture of the now extinct Dwarves.Hubris in their advanced engineering and well guarded solitude eventually had infighting, and other factor contributed to their mysterious downfall. Only their technological marvels remained—creatures like the Orcs who took staggering losses against the aggressive defenses to regroup. It was the perfect base of operations; one if stored with ample supplies, could hold off a siege against any of the neighboring nations.


Rumbling of cheers could be occasionally heard, clearly celebrating by the scents of roasted meats and horrid singing commencing. Unfortunately, the prison did not allow to peer into what was happening. Dwarven symbols etched deeply made scrying arduous for all but archmagi skilled practitioners of magic. Another ancient technique lost to time but beneficial to the barbarous tribe. This season had been humid but within these quarters, maybe closer to the underground, it was presently pleasant.Oddly enough, no one had brought food or overseen the women. Either they were waiting for them to die from starvation or haven't quite come to the duo yet.


The hollering from the royal did alert someone; rumblings heard as a beast was approaching. A shadow was seen in the horizon, pacing towards the door nonchalantly. Peeking out was the behemoth of the marked giant. He accosted the caravan, flipping their transportation effortlessly by cleaving their mare. Eclipsing them, he stoicism was at display. Wandering to the cells, gawking inquisitively at the women. The wailing was something of a puzzle, reliant on body language mainly to interpret meaning. Huffing in annoyance, muttering something in the primitive tongue of orc with such vigor. Abruptly the cell opened, lumbering tree trunk like limbs went into action. The smaller of the elves would feel unless dodged...a thunderous front kick meant to push her back. Vile digits accustomed to violence, reached out for the loud mouth royal. Grasping for her silver locks...the beast meant to snatch...no drag her away as the calmer of the two stared back in horror.


"Waaaattthhhhh !!! " [ WATCH ]



Declaring in the common tongue a bit broken, slamming the cell door shut. This would be a lesson to subdue them, bring obedience onto them.Dragging the pretty royal closer to the door, the brutal scared giant closed the door and launched her against the wall. Strength was spared not to knock unconscious or shatter bone, however bruises would be apparent as making her disoriented. Unfastening clothing, both knew what was coming. Foreboding, the one known as Rugorim soon lingered above her. Battling this beast was futile, keeping the woman near a corner to humiliate and test the resolve of the more composed one too. Orcs by nature were well endowed, a predicament bringing fear for all captured. Unveiled before her, the mighty thing was protruding with ridges around the trunk with coloration matching the skin. The crown slightly more bulbous, however. Most alarming was akin to his exterior, it too had a vestige of wear and tear. Teeth marks, scars, one might get a disturbing thought a woman have perished from it... perhaps a byproduct of a peculiar battle. Thickness matched the bulkiness of a soldier's wrist, and veins bulging profusely with it curved upward to press against her forehead. This mammoth endowment was seeking attention. Worse of all..he wasnt hard yet and the bloody thing carried the size of an erected soldier deemed endowed incredibly.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Amara was the only one paying attention and she heard other screams and cries meaning they weren’t alone there were others here. “Your royal highness Please be quiet we don’t know where we are…I don’t know where we are…please…. We don’t know what they’re going to do to us.” Amara I was pleading but it was doing no use considering Estelle wanted to get out and she figured making noise would at least bring someone over she could reason with and besides she had her handmaiden she would use her as leverage but she wasn’t saying that yet she was thinking at least.

Where they were located they couldn’t see anything but the smells were easy to tell. Both of their stomach growled with hunger and Estelle was not going to wait she continued to yell. “BRING US SOMETHING TO PARTAKE! WE ARE FAMISHED! NOW!” Estella figured she could command others but Amara was terrified and on the verge of tears. “Please stop yelling… I don’t know who took us…we should..” amara was practically begging but Estelle was not going to listen to her. “You No just the handmaiden shut up you can’t even fix it I’ll get us out of this you were doing nothing and disappointment the only reason you’re here is because the prince wanted you to otherwise I would’ve left you back at the Kingdom.” her words were venom Which made Amara start crying.

Estelle I get what she wanted she got attention but when she saw what came to call kept them in the cell she looked mortified and disgusted. “UGLY BEAST!” She did not but she was shocked by the appearance. The cell was opened and they were both shocked at what lumbered in. The smaller one did not miss the attack and she felt the pain of the strike but the royal had her hair graft and she started flailing like crazy and there is nothing Amara could do.

The taller of the two was taken and there was nothing she could do about it she wouldn’t move and cower in the corner curling herself up into a ball not sure what she could do. She told the princess to stop making noise and this is what happened she couldn’t do anything to protect her but honestly she was happy it was not herself. Estelle Was trying to fight back and flailing but when she noticed what she thought was a member she started going crazy yelling at them to unhand her and let her go what were they going to do to her?

“DO YOY KNOW WHO I AM!?!? UNHANG ME!!! DISGUSTING PIG!” Oh she could do is flying her arms tried to discourage him from doing anything to her she thought that was the direction but there is no way that would be able to go near her or get her she’s only been with Elfman and this was gigantic and she did not want to touch her!

“P…please let me go….riches… we have gold and riches I can give you all of that just let me go…” no she was pleading with that work there is nothing her handmaiden could do still in the cell and this hurt even worse because she brought it on herself.

 

[Sanoci]

Flailing back pathetically reminded Rugorim of how feeble these Elves were once you stripped away magic into the equation. Swordplay was whimsical, archery unparalleled and magic immeasurable when given time. However, none of this mattered, crumbling any obstacle set before the beast. Recognition of pleading was something primal and universal to all regardless of who it happened to be. Resting on her delicate features was a formidable organ, literally measuring her face. Excessive warmth radiated, the bony ridges scraping against her slender features. Repulsive in scent, clearly exhibiting the lack of good hygiene as the royal could taste their repugnant odor.Meaty digits sank into her silvery hair, yanking viciously and holstering in place. Threatening towards her precious locks, gripping with tremendous strength to cause discomfort.


Most intimidating for the woman was the shadow casted over, runes glowing throughout that mighty physique. Although not yet bare in form, Rugorim lingered in all his glory. A body marred in scars and sculptured in muscle, elves wishing they could carry such an astounding musculature. Whimpering would not crumble the perversions flooding the libido of this apex predator. Jamming the sizable crown to her lips, her resistance would be futile no matter the protest. Out of spite of her people, bestowing greater pressure to nearly rip at the scalping. Once an opening arises, the monstrous member invades her delicate orifice.


"Fukkkkkkkkkkk... aaahhhnnghh!" The veteran warrior moaned out, almost incoherently, as the invasive meat entered the royal's tender mouth, parting her lips apart as the fat girth sank into her. The hot breath, wet tongue, warm spit, it all contributed to a wild ecstatic sensation of pleasure as blissful tingles rolled down the orcs shaft. A bestial roar came back for a moment to maintain control. Rugorim wasn't sure now, which of the elven cavities would win out in a contest, her mouth was deliriously pleasure inducing, almost as good as this barbarian imagined her other holes would end up being.Bulging deeply, kissing the hilt though her meager throat was stretching out. The ridges brushed while his cock was stretching and swelling a little within her mouth, visibly advancing another inch as the monster was gathering in flexibility, gaining a steel like hardness towards his meat currently engorged by blood and fattened up for the task ahead. Language barrier be damned, she would be tamed as his endowment grows the longer he weaponizes her mouth as a sheath.


AaAAHHHNNGGHH! SUUUKKKKK!! "convulsing a little, arching that mighty back and leaning away, his cock raging hard. The spittle was lathering up the shaft and sliding down it to drip from his balls. Pre cum frothed and foamed about the cock slit now as he slipped towards delirium from the assault of sensation bathing his member. Narrowing his eyes and savored every throat squeeze that he delivered to her cock, taking it down, over and over again, swallowing the thick baton of flesh as though it were nothing, her neck bulging out as it was drawn inside her tight narrow throat. The thrusts were merciless, the echoes of her mouth producing a tune helplessly. Only the healer as its sole audience.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Estelle was not happy about being taken and she was flailing like crazy but nothing was working considering the size difference in how he was holding her beautiful silver hair. Her screams brought no help and her poor healer was leaking on from where she was locked up.

“You smell like death! Don’t you creatures even bathe!?!? PUTRID UNDERLING UNHABD ME!” Estelle was screaming like a maniac and flailing to no avail she was still stuck as Amara watched on with horror. Compared to orcs elves smelled floral and sweet. The one he chose was a fighter and she was trying her best to flower and claw at him but nothing was doing any good but her voice was ear piercing and probably causing him discomfort.

And her eyes his body was disgusting and she’s tried to spit on him as Amara stayed far away from the entrance of the bars of the dungeon as she watched what was going on seeing how big his member was made her tremble in complete fear.And her eyes his body was disgusting and she’s tried to spit on him as Amara stayed far away from the entrance of the bars of the dungeon as she watched what was going on seeing how big his member was made her tremble in complete fear. She was very happy it was not her but she felt bad for the princess she was supposed to look after even though this was all her fault by screaming and yelling and not thinking clearly.

The offending orc Decided to silence her by putting the crowd of his not fully erect cock in toDecided to silence her by putting the crown of his not fully erect cock in her mouth shutting her up and making her gag! Amara looked away and he could hear the more quiet one sob from her Enclosure with a view. Still have a tiny mouth and when he was pushing into her gagging her he was making her stretch her lips so far it was cracking at the side and that was just the beginning she couldn’t even talk anymore whimper and drooling were the only things she could do.

She could feel everything and every twitch of his cock in her mouth and she looks so helpless and small compared to his huge size as he started using her body for pleasure and there’s nothing she could do other than wiggle and flu as he fucked her face. What help but look on even though she peeked through her fingers this was just wrong! They were too small for this one if he decided to use another hole at least her mouth she knew how to fix easily but she had no idea how long he would be using her for and she wasn’t going to beg him to give her back because she didn’t want to get the same treatment.

The stench of the orc filled her nose and felt like she wanted to vomit as Estelle was trying to speak only making humming sounds on the thick rod in her mouth. He finally shut her up as tears were rolling down her eyes she was in so much pain I couldn’t even speak as he fucked her she understood part of what he was saying but the language barrier was so different she didn’t quite understand completely she only knew that he was raping her mouth.

She was being ruined and there’s nothing she could do about it other than look towards Amara pleading silently to get help she could do the salt continued. Body swinging like a limp doll as he fucked her face stretching her lips and all she could do was be thankful it was just her mouth she was still usable to the Prince she’s pretty would not try any other holes and return her soon.

 

[Sanoci]

Indulging in her misery, gulping a hefty amount of his members reverberating through her desperate cries. Invading her diminutive mouth, spreading those lips out brutally. The orc growled with fervor. Grasping the radiant silver strands, holding this tiny elf from an inch from his twitching bobbing cock head, which sported strings of spit stretching to and from the royals lips. Rugorim reflexively wanted to punish her immediately, savoring this experience of her throat being trained to handle the atrocious size. Formation of a meager puddle of her saliva represented the strife she faced. Chugging the impossibly formidable appendage, held hostage while the schatting echoed the room. "Guud! ", approving of the suction of the tight ring of those lips gripping tightly. The abundance of saliva that coated his shaft was welcoming, unknowingly for the princess that the lubrication would be beneficial for what was incoming.



Maliciously using her hair for leverage, manipulating the strands of silver to gobble the meat forcefully. Tears sliding downward her features, gyration of the hips to mimic the idea of that tiny mouth as the orifice this beast planned to brutally gaped out soon. Abhorrently for the woman, the trickle of his precum increased to a steady flow, constantly helping to fill her mouth with the taste of his seed and proving that he was ready for more. The texture despite not the potent load carried thickness of a normal orgasm, frightening to imagine what a complete climax would be. Taste was repulsive, a diet heavily consistent of meats of the multitude of creatures these vile monsters feasted upon. Size made biting his shaft too difficult, reshaping her gaw before the presence of the woman who accompanied her. Throat fucking her without any consideration, those large orbs were clenching up in pain. Things were escalating after a while, time felt frozen for a time. In reality she was being punished for closer to ten minutes, a pattern of rough fast thrusts that soon descended into slow...punishing plunges to emphasize the ridges scraping her throat. Both methods were bringing great pleasure, insensitive to her or the other elves' cries as the finale of his initial hyper libido was dying out.



GGAGGHH!" she convulsed violently, shivering and shuddering as her body was wracked with pleasure. This creatin gripped her head with both hands at this point and did his best to hold her in place as his shaft twitched and flexed mightily. Mercilessly driving his balls deep down the princess gullet, squashing his balls into her chin as the orc shot hot ropes of cum straight into her guts, cock throbbing and pulsing, stretching her lips open as her boiling cum washed out her throat, back washing into her mouth and spurting from in between her lips.

"AUUUNNGHH!" the warrior howled again with pleasure, gasping and jolting as he ejaculated a heavy load into her demanding mouth. Thick ropes of hot, sticky, white were propelled into her mouth and he could watch his shaft pump again and again from what little was yet exposed between the ring of her lips and the top of her chest. The consistency of his jizz was thick and plentiful, almost like some kind of salty sludge that wanted to cling together in large globules rather than break apart. The potent fluids clung to the insides of her mouth, coating wherever the spurts landed, and it would quickly seek to start filling her mouth to make it feel truly full. She'd need to swallow unless she wanted to make a mess and although it felt like forever the timing of his release would only last for a handful of seconds before he was spent.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Watching Estelle’s misery was too much for Amara but she couldn’t look away it was Absolutely terrifying watching her with this massive beast using her like that she never thought she’d ever see something so unreal in her life. Elves lived a long life and she couldn’t imagine being stuck here for thousands of years with these creatures especially since he had no idea how long they live. Estelle was gagging on him him and the stench of him was making her sob but she couldn’t scream or yell with her mouth full of him and her body dangling like she was caught prey.

Amara didn’t really like Estelle very much and she wanted to help her but she knew if she called out or yelled he would hurt her too so she brought her hands to her lips keeping her self from screaming and telling him to let her go because if she did so what would he do to her. After all it was her fault for yelling and drawing attention to them she could’ve just stayed quiet but she didn’t. Estelle brought this all on herself! Amara found herself crying and sobbing as she looked away every so often but she hoped that he wouldn’t kill the princess because she had no idea if he would leave the body with her at least if you hurt her she could heal her but she couldn’t yell that out loud and let him know what she can do.

The orc was so big and with his cock in her mouth she was drooling leaving a puddle of it because she couldn’t hold both him and her own saliva in her mouth. With how big he was all she could do is suck and try and control her breathing which she probably wanted her to do even though she did not want to give any gratification she had no choice but to try and flick her tongue as she tried to speak giving him more pleasure with her fighting back.

Estelle was hoping he would be done soon hearing him grunt and grown maybe she would be let go but he was nowhere near exploding even though she could feel him hitting the back of her throat and what she knew it was pre-cum. She prayed they would not have too much inside of them but with his size the fear in her light blue eyes was evident. He was holding her hair using her like a doll there was no way she could punch him or hit him even though he could feel her hands trying to push his cock away it’s not like nothing but a mosquito buzzing at him annoying him more giving him more ammunition to fuck her face. For an elf his taste was absolutely disgusting considering that elf men were much sweeter he had something savory and salty that made her want to gag and she did but the gagging was giving him more pleasure and egging him on.

It was then she would try to bite him but she had no idea if it would hurt or annoy him but it was all she could do and wondered if she would drop her if she tried to bite hard enough but there was no way she could get that much traction in cause enough pain with how wide her mouth was. Her body was convulsing violently and it seemed like he was enjoying all of this and it was driving her crazy that he would not hurry up and put her down all she wanted was a bath and she spit with the taste in her mouth was.

The moment he exploded she tried to scream but she started gagging and choking and coughing on him and all she could do a swallow what he was giving her because there was no way she could spit it out and it would only make her stomach grow and feel full and sick. Just when she thought it was coming to an end he shot some of the most potent and fragrant ejaculate Into her mouth and down her throat making her nearly vomit but there was no way she could with bit her being stuff like that! With no other choice she had to swallow that disgusting and vile thick white cream and that was a point when Amara could not watch anymore she sat down and called her self up into a ball and hit her face but she couldn’t cover both her eyes and ears at the same time she could hear all of his grunting and groaning and the whimpering from the princess she was supposed to be helping and protecting.

It may have been only a few seconds but it felt like eons that he was cumming into her mouth. He held her there as she swallowed an even drip some of it from her lips but most of it was in her belly and she wondered how she got herself into this mess and why he picked her instead of her healer but she was the noisy one drawing attention to herself it was all her fault but of course she would not believe herself.

Was he killer or what he put her back if he put her back Amara could save her although there was not much she could do for the sperm in her belly.

 

[Sanoci]

Great vibrations from her feeble wailing brought immense pleasure onto the orc. Momentarily weakened from the monumental orgasm, buildup since mating with the last prey captured. This gigantic warrior held himself to a higher esteem, mirroring how people like this walking cocksleeve to be perceived herself to be. A sinew grip applied towards that divine like hair, the scarred orc begun prying her ruined lips off. Every agonizing inch glistening with saliva, tightness summoning a few groans. A loud audible pop sang to the ears of the brutish invader, resting her tear stained face against the vigorously orchood. Smearing the saliva covered cock on her cheek to involuntary lean against by the grasp if her hair, the royal helpless as she could tell the once intimidating length now was puny in comparison.

" Guud muth ", guttural and filled with dominance in tone giving a compliment despite raping the princess mouth. This was the weak equivalent of sone semblance of aftercare no matter the vulgarity of everything behind it. A dirty palm of those colossal hands reached out, grabbing roughly to the protective cloth near her delicate sex. Without warning or mercy, a earsplitting rear echoed to the prisoners as he separated the barrier between decency and degeneracy. Not yet fully finishes, nesting the imposing crown against her garden. By this angling she would be riding him, teasing her..testing whether or not her obedience was understood yet. Speaking was difficult..no Elven known but the trade language of common seemed best.

" Siit ! ", demanding the woman spread those netherlips and tarnish her body by laying erotically with a beast like him. Compared to majority of his kin, Rugorim was prescribed as intelligent. Times surviving enough raids had allowed some words to stitch into his vocabulary though limited. Full of strength and hardened, that monstrous member hovered..twitching even. She needed to know her place or else imprisonment would be one she ultimately regret. Unaware this might give the other fellow elf lessons what not to do if the princess continued to defy the orc.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

This had to be over. He used her mouth leaving her jaw sore and throbbing. Not to mention the aftertaste he left behind. This beast had to be done. She didn’t want his filthy plebeian hands on het royal body! All she wanted was to be clean and vomit what he put inside of her. Her hair was now a mess from him gripping her luxurious locks. Didn’t he know who she was? In her mind she thought he had to know and was planning all sorts of ideas for revenge on him though right now she was helpless and being used for things that should have been for her handmaiden.

Het silly hair was now messy and dirty from being soiled by this creatures hands. It was over. It had to be over or so she thought after he muttered how she had a good mouth she mumbled how disgusting he was and spit trying to ride her tongue of his taste. He smeared his cum covered cock on het cheek making her sub more not wanting to feel him of that vile cock of his on her. Maybe now he’d go away though thst thought was fleeting when his hand went to pull away the cloth hiding her fair sex from him. Amara peeked but the way she gasped she prayed he didn’t take notice as Estelle was not flailing more since the last thing she wanted was for him to touch her void of hair sex that was meant for royal coupling not for a disgusting freak of the gods.

“NOOOOOO! UNHAND ME! PUT ME BACK YOU BEAST OF THW UNDERWORLD!!! DON’T! TAKE MY HANDMAIDEN SHE’S NOT ROYALTY!!!!” Estelle was trying to sacrifice her protector even knowing that healers were to remain lure she’d risk it to not be used as a toy for this beast. Amara hard her trying to barging as he positioned het tiny body to ride that overwhelming cock of his was she tried to cross and lock her legs to discourage him. “USE HER! SHE’S SMALLER THAN ME!” Estelle screamed out while Amara scurried into a corner not wanting to be noticed.

Her screaming was shrill and most likely hurt his ears as she tried to deny him a way to penetrate her. Amara was now sobbing uncontrollably worried is this beast would take her and ruin her powers. If the orc was going to beat her she’d throw herself in but being defiled she wasn’t going to offer herself.

Estelle was beautiful, but like many royals she was entitled and demanding meaning his command to sit was not going to be followed. The royal blood prayed he’d give up since her answer was always listened to as she hoped maybe he would at least take her keeper leaving her body mostly in harmed. Besides what was the point of having a body double is she couldn’t use her to spare herself?

 

[Sanoci]

Remnants of his potent seed was dropping from her miniscule mouth. Bewildered by her words, enough comprehension signified loathing coming from this elf. All the bravado eroding by the second, brawny hands shredding elegant cloth away as it was an obstacle for that primitive urge to mate fervently with this valuable prize. Elves were a coveted reward for a raider, whether it was exploiting their magical proficiencies, enslaving to fetch great resources or reaffirming physically the rumors pertaining to them. Oblivious to the woman imprisoned, the audacious foolery of the princess was bringing forth all the attention. Brazen in approach, the shouting was futile for not only did the beast not infer the meaning of the frantic screams but candidly gave no regards to her concerns. A degree of amusement plastered the features at her utter refusal, knowing this one seemed willing to bargain for her teammate.
Grimacing due to her hollering, immediately impulse beckoned the beast.


Undignified, one may dare say most disrespectful was feeling the swift..cumbersome slap meet her royal features. Unnerving upon realization of the wet thud, full frontal taste of the manly musk of the orc quite literally cock slapping her like a common brothel worker. Scared, veiny, and bumps enveloping due to the ridges...Rugorim doubted judging by demeanor and attire that she had ever been put in her place before. Would she whimper to the humiliating kinetic whipping motion of his hefty members colliding with her face? Weighing a few pounds, he was approximately measured out akin to fucking a dozen elves all at once.


Sitting upright he imposed that almighty stature to use. Normally forcing upon a lady had rudimentary methods but the ridiculous size difference afforded more unoridonox techniques. Both hands wrapped around her shapely hips, momentarily admiring silently. She fostered possibly the best physique despite her racial makeup to handle him. Among circles, all men had carried the tale of the superb tightness of the elves. Either this was imagining them virgin, a byproduct of magic or just their frame made them perfect little cocksleeves for the well endowed. Forcefully spreading her legs while she stood, the fleshy appendage of her demise standing vigorously like the trunk of the most stalwart of trees. Leaking out from the crown after her earlier performance, the royal he suspected would be fighting with all her mettle. Counteracting the thought in his grasp, plunging two plump thumbs to burrow deeply..interlocking around the disturbed ring of her asshole.

"Tymme ! ", roaring out, manipulating the distance between them. Cruelty possessed the warrior, rubbing the bulbous cockhead against her sex to threaten penetration. Grinding against tardily, excruciating probably for the elf knowing any moment the little foreplay would escalate into an insertion forever ruining sex with normal men. If she wasn't going to be obedient, things would be done his way. Every brush was a reminder of the feeling soon to disturb her psyche and flood her nerves with an arduous battle between pain and pleasure. Currently this method was gauging if the sensation would wetten her pussy at all.

Growing bored after a minute and nonchalantly ignoring any attacks driven at him, it was truly time now. Maneuvering between her pale legs , the orc drove his jutting cock up against her cunt lips. He felt the fat head peel them apart as he sank into her, whimpered in delight as it slid through and hilted many inches within her. That muscular back curled and he leaned in as he was overcome by the rapture. Her pussy was like the finest satin, even the most stalwart of men couldn't help but lose themselves in ecstasy.

Mouth agape, words not uttering feeling even a virgin couldn't muster from the beast. He hissed as her narrow channel was slowly caving in and stretching around his shaft, as he crammed it into her in a single thrust, the initial stroke burying a few inches. The protrusions of those ridges have brought great feeling to women once they overcame the monstrous width. By this angle her waist was bent, resting against his lap as the insertion was evident. A prominent bulging on the stomach emerged, outlining just the first couple inches that have claimed this princess.

" Tiiighhhtttt...suuu...tiigghhttt ", crying out finding it a true sexual skirmish. Only a fourth of his endowment had mustered through and already it was on the verge of taking her cervix.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Estelle hated the taste that lingered on her tongue it was absolutely horrid. She had eaten meat in the fancy dishes but nothing tasted this putrid to her perhaps it was the diet of this massive creature. It was even worse that he wanted to continue as he shredded her clothing away leaving her beautiful garments in tatters and she couldn’t even do anything about it other than wiggle and scream like a banshee. No one was coming to her aid and none of her caravan was nearby except for the healer that was always by her side. She was lucky she was not taken alone but even though she was the hero could do nothing since they were separated.

She wanted desperately for the healer to take her place she would try to fight but there’s nothing she could do against someone so massive and with hands so big she felt like she was a toy. The way he was sitting and holding her was driving her crazy there’s nothing she could do to start feeling that massive member near her especially near her tiny entrance which is only meant for elves or smaller creatures nothing of this magnitude.

His language was foreign to her and she couldn’t even speak or understand what he was trying to say but his actions were easy to understand and what he wanted made her start sobbing even louder hoping he would have some sympathy for her but none of that sympathy came. He was rubbing that bulbous cock head against her tiny opening and all she could do was wiggle and try to get away which was only making him feel much better about what he was about to do she wasn’t wet but her body could not help but react and start to make it so slick because it was a natural reaction to being rubbed like that.

She wasn’t expecting him to grow bored as he rubbed against her keeping her in place her pale legs spread waiting for him and there was nothing she could do about it especially how he kept her in that position all she could do was wiggle and grind against him which made her sob even louder. The moment he drove that huge cock upwards it caused her to scream a painful scream that others would’ve heard and other cells making her cry to the point it felt like she would lose so many tears in the fact that he was so big he was making her bleed as he stretched out that tiny opening spreading her to the point of no return.

Amara covered her ears and closed her eyes there was nothing she could possibly do other than hope that he finished quickly and didn’t hurt the princess too much either way she could heal her but she didn’t want to hear it it sounded so painful. She was so tight it was like he was fucking a virgin maybe it was like fucking 1000 virgins at once! She was so tight and squeezing his thick cock so hard he finally learned why elves were so desired by bigger creatures. She was such a tight cock sleeve!

She was sobbing to the point she couldn’t even breathe as he was pushing so deep inside of her she could feel his cock inside her belly as a tip banged against her cervix there was nothing she could do other than hope that this creature cannot breed with her she didn’t wanna carry this ugly creature child and she can even beg him to stop! She wanted to beg him to stop and make him pull out of her her legs spread so wide they were flailing like a ragdoll as he fucked her keeping her in place using her like a sex toy.

Not only her mouth was sore but now her lower lips were feeling something that Noel should be able to handle and it showed how versatile elves were letting him know that she wouldn’t die from it but she would definitely feel this pain for weeks on end and yet he had no idea that once he was finished using her like a breeding toy he would learn that Alex had so much more power than just being used as a sexual relief.

 

[Sanoci]

Greedily constricting blood flow, every endeavor committed towards burrowing deeper into her snatch felt like a true battle. Shrinking wouldn't deter the ambitious warrior, growing accustomed to the reactions it sought out from them. Compared to most races, the ratio of male to female species wise was a pathetic sight. A harrowing fact that the women among their numbers were no better than possessions or livestock in many circumstances. Only those innately talented in ways to greatly strengthen the tribe held high value . Whomever this elf happened to be was currently getting stuffed thoroughly or attempted. Beads of sweat drizzled down the stone colored flesh, struggling this almost played out like a canine knotting someone. Outlining with the ridges making it more pronounced, groaning earnestly feeling another inch or two conquer her snug sex.

"Bes cuckslev " [Best cocksleeve]

Complimenting in his broken tongue of common, straining under the pressure with the thumbs anchored into her asshole. Exhibiting strength to leave marks, those pale cheeks would be bruised when rest was afforded. Manipulating her shapely rear, pulling her sore netherlips out only to forcefully slam her back in attempts to reshape her cunt to his perfect sleeve. Each skirmish with that delicate pussy was stretching further, an unnerving moan of satisfaction uttered by the beast. Veins enveloping the vigorous sex organ continued grind, every manhandling thrust stripping away concepts of her pampered past. Despite all the protests the body has its defense mechanisms, eventually this would cause her to wetted regardless if she was attracted to this or not.

" Tran tuu fit !! [train to fit ]

Fissuring between hammering away his members to sculptured a woman capable of taking this length fully. Most perished before success blossomed, this elf encroaching upon the 3rd of the orchood. Leaking out pre-cum the thickness of a normal orgasm, excitedly getting the tightest pussy bared witnessed. Savagery had its limitations, not quite versed in the positions that could truly test her versatile sex. She gradually become a gaping mess, those lips involuntary gripping his meat he swore. All the while her asshole wasn't given mercy by how he was exploiting his size, hands encompassing areas of her rear with the fingers diving deeper. Ruination and acceptance her only salivation, feeling the tightness of his balls and the hurried strikes coming internally. Tragic enough, the reality was almost ten minutes have passed.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Estelle had tried her darndest to fight him off but there was no way with her small nubile body she could get him to stop in the way he held her he kept her on that massive cock that was stretching her out to the point that she thought she was going to die but luckily in elf body would not die….. her body would just adapt. That was very good news for the orc as she screamed bloody murder.

Amara was helpless to do anything and even if she could she would be put in the same position and there was no way she could allow that all she could do is assist her princess if she came back. She had no idea when she would be brought back especially as this creature pounded into her small body making her stomach bulge. She was listening as he held her her legs wide and dangling as he pumped his huge massive stuff into her. She couldn’t really understand what she was saying and even if she begged for him to stop there’s no way that he would. Would he take pity on her tears as of right now he wasn’t.

Even screaming bloody murder he was so wet and the fact that her body was reacting to him and enjoying it it made her sick but there’s nothing she could do and even let out a few moments which she was disgusted by! How could she enjoy this or help her body enjoy this it was doing what came naturally with something much bigger than she ever felt before in her long extended elf life.

Skin would be bruised by him as he fucked her leaving marks gripping onto her hard and no matter where he squeeze he would leave a mark on her which would make her look worse for wear when he would finally discard her when he was done and it felt like it was ours that he was doing this to her. “PLEASE….STOOOOP…OOOHHHHH!” Even if he couldn’t understand her words he could at least understand that there was a moan with pleasure that came out in her screams which probably egged him on to continue to do what he was doing as he pounded her to the point making her gape as his cock was covered in her love juices that she did not want to admit we’re being produced because of him.

Self-preservation at its finest. Her body had to make sure it persevered even though her mind was screaming now her body was enjoying it and she looked at her beautiful rounded breasts he would see them jiggle with the pink nipples fully erect. Elves had bodies that were so delicate and like porcelain dolls this cock sleeve looks like something that was out of the art book if an orc ever looked at an art book. The deep diving up his cock and even as she told her that she was going to be trained to fit it her body would listen even though she was protesting at every moment. Would he give her a break or which continue she didn’t want him to cum inside of her.

“Please don’t…. I don’t want your baby take account! AHHHHH!!! NOOOO…UHHHN!” Even asked her protest her body was wiggling on him giving him more pleasure the tighter she constricted around that huge massive cock even though she was gaping her body was trying to squeeze it and choke the life out of his member. The question was what he understand her and pull out or what he continue and fill her that was the one thing she didn’t want especially since locked away in this dungeon there was no way she can get rid of any love child he gave her without the right herbs especially since there wasn’t a garden in their captive area she was terrified that he would actually breed with her. If He even understood her would he listen ? how would she ever marry another elf especially after what he was doing to her? Her subs filled the area and Amara plugged her ears hoping he would finish soon enough. She couldn’t take it anymore but she wasn’t gonna say anything. She could try and heal her from here but if the orc saw her gifts what would happen to her?

It was buried so deep inside her his balls are slapping her gaping hole making her whimper and the side of her being used like that would be burnt into the poor healers memory as a lesson of what not to do.

 

[Sanoci]

Training elves to fully accept the girth was proving quite the battle. Every ambitious thrust could only venture so far, noting the adaptation of being capable of not completely breaking under the duress. Those irritating shrinks wouldn't rebel the beast, drowning everything out for the rush of pleasure traversing his members. Bulging in its conquest for accommodating the shaft, beginning to drool after enough trauma has passed. They all eventually succumbed after a specific threshold of pain passed. She was becoming the royal cocksleeve, one not yet surrendering all its elasticity. Nothing was more evident than what felt akin to a vicious vicegrip bestowed on his massive cock pillaging her internally.

Intentionally bringing all that lust onto her, unfortunately the cruelty of their kind showed such affections rather roughly. Bruising, internal damage and enough mental strain that made an evening with orcs most unpleasant. Gyrating the hips and pumping enthusiastically, her pleads have been ignored until the first glances of her sexual submission were underway. A moan signified obedience as ignorant as the notion was in reality. A primitive like Rugorim only knew the great joy of a woman finally accepting of what was between those powerful legs. It indeed spurred the beast onward, pushing as deep and leaving it unsettled momentarily to address the elf. The invasive girth starting to gape her out , to be the sheath he desired. " STUP WHE SEED IN YUU !! [ Stop when seed in you ] " , a glimmer of his intelligence showing he got the gist of her begging but finally plunged his thumbs out her asshole and relinquishing the grapple on her ass. Instead, he seized her hips for better maneuvering.

Plenty of jerks and twitches were currently rocking his excited cock, beginning to rock the pitiful creature to match the slow rotation of the orc hips. A collision of pelvises caused another inch to reach further down her depths. Prodding with intentions to goes balls deep, already suffering by getting this far embedded within her perfect maw feasting upon the shaft. Nerves and areas not yet realized were getting raided by this monster . Another bout of cries followed by more moans only motivated him, a tempo of these penetrations coming close to touching half his gargantuan members. Enough time had leaked copious, heavy precum mixing with her love juices. What normally could last an hour by his stamina was cutting into a third, most telling of her cunt tightness.

Poor folds of her sex were getting pummeled, the velocity of lifting and spearing his meat showing the climax was arriving. These piston-like thrusts sped above his peak as the finale was approaching. An unending loop of the most vicious thrusts were followed, feeling his balls tighten in pain. Seeking to deliver his seed seemed outright zealous, sweating and breathing heavily while slamming the petite elf against him. Then, the loudest and most satisfied grunt he's ever uttered filled the silence of the room. Spewing a high torrent of his mighty orgasm was a visibly shocking scene unfolding. Twitching madly, the thickness was unlike anything the royal felt touch her. Painting everything white, emptying those orbs below his orchood. Pumping out enough to overflow, practically replacing the fullness of the shaft. It lasted near a minute, the hold loose as the warrior felt weakened but fulfilled. Slowly pulling out, likely she was gaped but stuffed with his potent seed.

" Guud elf ! ", nestling her head if even responsive. Unlike the rough handling of before, she was carried more gently back. Half dazed from exhaustion he stared at the healer. Forunately his fill was already there. " YUU NEX ! " ,he declared placing her on the ground and shutting it immediately before they could act. Disoriented but happy, a moment of respite was given as he left the cell. If they tried anything he would swiftly make certain it never happen. Some cocksleeves were crippled just to prevent escape.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Alyson knew that such a training was a thing for these creatures. They were monsters and huge and honestly they were rare to be seen around their areas of the woods. Amara thought they were something to scare young elves to be good but now that she was seeing one for real it was terrifying!

Estelle was learning the hard way since she had angered this beast. She was using her in ways that she never thought she would be used stretching her out and making her cry and she felt like she was just a ragdoll to him. Estelle was cursing her body for feeling anything remotely related to pleasure with what he was doing but her body was trying to preserve itself making it wet and make it easier for him to push deep inside of her. He mentioned something how he would stop when his seat was in her and that terrified her making her have the realization that he was not going to pull out or leave her unfilled. She had her share of secret lovers but nothing like this and she had no idea what would happen if she would get pregnant by this creature and a part for hoped that there was a chance that that wouldn’t happen considering how different they were.

Her tiny hole was gaping into ripping leaving her juices on his massive cock making it slick as she felt every vein in bump on him. She really couldn’t talk only whimper and cry and every moan of pleasure that came out of her made her feel dirty. How could he do this to her? She was royalty and he was ruining her! Why hadn’t her healer replaced her? She was going to take all of her anger out on her hero once she was released but right now she was stuck being used as an outlet for sexual frustration.

It was a pair of was how he can fit all of himself into her as his pelvis pounded it against her is making her so sore. It felt like she would cry every tear inside of her and he was not even feeling a bit guilty for it! The more she struggled the more it felt good for him especially with her body wiggling wildly it only gave him more pleasure. She couldn’t even close her legs because he was so wide and she was spread in just the right way to have him huge rod into her.

Just like an elf she could tell when he was close to exploding the twitching within her and she felt it pulsing like it had its own heartbeat and that sent her into a panic as she started screaming and yelling for him to stop and pull out! “NOOOOOO!!!!PLEASE NO!!!! NOOOOOOO!!! AHHHHHH!” Her voice echoed in that dungeon and she was begging pleading for him to stop. When he shot into her it felt like her entire body was being filled and she froze as he shot load after load and he will pull out of her gaping hole she would be leaking and stuffed and left crying out right sobbing.

Even though he called her a good else she felt sick and betrayed. What he did was strange and kind but even so she just couldn’t except it especially after the rough fucking he gave her. She was too tired to comment and let him do it but when he looked twice the healer she had no reaction and poor Amara whimpered when he mentioned she was next.

The massive creature placed Estelle down and tomorrow is frozen in fear as she slowly crawled over to the Princess trying to comfort her as best she could as Estelle could not stop crying. Neither of them will try anything as they both sat in silence as a healer would pat the princesses hair telling her it would be okay and for now she was quiet even though she was whimpering on the ground and she didn’t have enough energy to slap the poor healer. So now their cell was quiet and Amara was making sure that no one would be around when she would eventually calm down the princess and try to help her because if they saw what she could do she had no idea what these creatures would do to her….

 

[Sanoci]

Rugorim foreboding words likely haunted the unmolested elf, leaving them to their despair silently as the gigantic barbarian seemed sluggish in movement. Plowing into that royal fatigued the orc better than any adversary yet in a mating session. Superb in tightness with abnormal elasticity to withstand the internal pummeling. Were all Elves this durable or did the ancestors bless their raid with a truly superior cocksleeve. The dungeon door shutting, peering to gawk near their cell ..leaving most ominous words. " Tran yuu tuu, tuumarrow !", direction fixated on the healer as they would be left to their misery. Fortunately darkness did not plague them. The dwarves' engineering was a marvel, blue torches lit up around the room. Estimating time was futile here, only the signal of the doors opening up with an orc could indicate these details.

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Gauging time was bewildering to say the least, only the occasional clamoring of Orcs or the screams of victims was enough of a distraction to grasp a measure of time passing through these ruins. Stones scraping, the hefty door pushed aside as more shifts to their routine torment would be initiated soon. Silhouettes in the darkness would obscure the appearances for a brief moment, sounds of flesh dragged across the unforgiving stone of the floor. Illumination soon revealed the shape of this distinctive beast of the clan. Perplexing enough, proportions stature wise came close to matching the colossal rapist the princess grew forcefully intimate with.

Differences arise for a few reasons. The muscular physique of this entity carried more a slender shape, limbs in actuality elongated with metallic rings etched into the joints..explaining the size. A paler shade of grey with sharper features, the orc moved closer and simply hovered with an arm stretched out..keeping the grip tightened on someone. Heavier scars marred him, half the cheekbone nearly warped by a gruesome battle wound. A piercing yellow hue traced over them, the figure draped in leathers with a billowing coat of pelts of different prey stitched together. " Elf mak three", blurting out as if warning as the doors were opened. Spontaneously, a body was launched from the ground and whipped into a wall..a loud thud combined with moan uttered. Unlike the brutish beast..this one knew a little elven. " Food..soon! ", shifting towards the door as the lanky orc left without any show of lust unlike the previous one.


" Who's.....there ? " , whimpering with a pathetic crawl searching for something. Estelle would recognize or hopefully notice the battered visage of one of her guardsmen. Particularly he was her sworn sword, one tasked with the paramount task of safeguarding the nobility. Nieven Aimershide was the name of the silver swordsman, reputable for his silvery threads of hair now sully in grime. The veteran soldier remembered how Estelle brushed aside the distinguishing hairstyle, the fringe of permed bangs falling in front of his face and parted in the center. Graced with only a loincloth, the shoulder length hair served as a temporary cloak to hide the mangled backside. Crudely scarring it by the lacerations of a whip, blistering slowly if given time for rest.

Once a fabulous form to make the women jealous, it was threatened by the poor food and grueling torture. Accidentally, Nieven hands cupped the leg of the ruined royal. " My princess ? " , this proximity just by touch spoke of how things were without unveiling it publicly by words. Should she stare, the fingers all lacked nails and a few fractured. The light shined at its absolute worst moment, the poor damaged thing seeing her former prince charming in armor absent his piercing green hues. Their barbarism knew no bounds, the man having a fastened necklace with both eyes at the center. It was just enough awareness that kept the guard from destroying them. " Are you here too, Amara ? ", affirming amid all the confusion and one of his senses severed .

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Stuck in that sell especially with the threat of her being next Amara was not feeling very well she wanted to cry but she really couldn’t especially with a princess complaining and whimpering about what she just went through. “You should’ve switched places with me that’s your duty to the crown.” Even though Estelle was in pain she had enough energy to make snide comments even though she really couldn’t move.

This place was dimly lit with dwarven technology. The light blue flames at least gave them some light but there’s nothing else much to do other than wait and pray nothing else will happen to them. Time was hard to even figure out in this place they couldn’t look at the sun or the clouds or the moon they just had to guess and it felt like an eternity!

They heard the sound of someone approaching and it looked like the one who had hurt and used Estelle like a toy and she would manage to pull herself up and move to a corner even though her body did not want her to do anything she was trying her best to keep herself away. Luckily it was not the same creature that had done unspeakable things to her. Amara understood the words and she had elf which caused her to look over and Estelle not really care since they weren’t coming for her or to free her that was in until a familiar voice piped up. I’m Ara heard food soon and she would take whatever she could get but she had a feeling Estelle would be more picky and maybe she could talk her into eating at least something. They need to keep their strength if they had to be here.

“Nieven? Is that you?” Estelle would ask with a sweet tone to her voice since she knew that sweet voice of her handsome protector how do you come to protect her here? Estelle was close enough for him to touch her and when she finally got a glimpse of him she screamed bloody murder since he wasn’t anything like he looks like on the outside. “WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!?” It was easy to see she was disgusted and she pulled away but Amara couldn’t believe her eyes as she crawled over to check on him and placed her hand on his.

He looks grotesque and the princess wanted nothing to do with him he had no nails and his eyes what did they do to his eyes? “Yes. I’m here. Your lordship I’m here. So is the princess what did they do to you? That does not look very good. I think I can help you if I eat something. I didn’t say food soon are you in pain I can take some pain away right now.” Amara is being helpful as a Estelle scoffed.

“ you should be looking after me first I am royalty.” It shouldn’t be shocking to the knight how selfish Estelle was but this took the cake especially since he was in more pain than she was she just got fucked really hard and that could eventually wear off but his pain was much deeper didn’t she have the heart to let him go first? Well he still want his princesses comfort now?

 

[Sanoci]

No longer under the torturous hands of that warped shapen orc shambling away from the dungeon, tears of blood poured from the once gallant knight of their prestige kingdom. Hearing the words of the princess instilled strength, wiping the blood as best the man could to exhibit strength, not weakness. " Yes princess, it's me!" , a semblance of excitement was revitalized briefly. Airs of that confidence shattered by her screams, desperately striving to not feel wounded emotionally. She repels, demoralizing the elf more than what damage was inflicted upon his flesh. " Torture, my princess. They tore into me but I did not yield ", slithers of whimpering his words.

Amara brought a degree of comfort, one he initially did not treat the best due towards her station. Paling in comparison to the rudeness of the royals that may have made Nieven more neutral. A fabled healer, some hope extended. " As I said...torture. First it was chained with whips of heat. Then pliers to my nails. My eyes are a final punishment for glaring. I saw others who survived..far worse. I heard 3 handmaiden left and four guards... ", grimacing, remembering what they did to one of his fellow soldiers. The act of superheating metal on covering one of them in full plate...a most gruesome way to go. The handmaidens in the carriage would wish death, likely to be raped repeatedly.

If only his features were so mangled, the level of bewilderment over the selfish actions of his princess truly was a frightening revelation. Granted ignorance over her intimate encounter probably would have lessened these opinions shifting drastically about someone the knight swore he knew behind closed doors. Clearly more layers were being peeled back, unveiling an individual that wouldn't inspire soldiers to risk their lives over. Lingering over in agony, the room was temporarily absent of any noise. The atmospheric tension you could feel in the wilderness amid a hunt.

Slamming the door to pierce all the tension was the towering orc with the grotesque visage enveloping near every portion of flesh. It signified a battle hardened orc and one with enough prowess in a fight to still be breathing...especially in an orcish tribe with primitive means. Hanging their hand downward was a disheveled elf..one that was recognizable as one of the handmaidens. The glimmer of light in this youth who attended to the royal family now loomed with dead looking orbs a gaunt shape to her. Brushing and walking chained and naked was a ghastly sight. In comparison the princess had a romantic evening out of a fairytale. She carried dishes, refraining from speaking as if the very notion was threatening. Pushed near the cells..enough distance to grasp with their hands with some effort.

" Eat,morrow Rugorim come back ", unfamiliar words addressed in elven..to the victims here they likely could convey whom thus jailer was regarding. Hefty stews with different assortment of meats and potatoes were swirling around the bowls. Accompanying was a pitcher of water, these orcs dare not present ale to comfort them. Before this scarred creature left, his face concentrated intensely on the wounded knight. A singular golden gaze trained solely on the man. " He come back morrow. More fun!!" , a malicious chuckle left the tucked lips of the beast as he left them to their Lonesome. No tools for eating..just surprisingly decently sized food. Made a person ponder if poisonous or something cruel planned behind what seemed like uncharacteristic kindness. His appearance was so swift, they wouldn't notice the handmaiden was gone too now.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

The both of them cannot believe what they were seeing all the princess treated him much differently he was not the handsome elf she was used to seeing he was mangled and disgusting the people in glass houses should not throw stones. Amara even though she was the princesses right hand and keep her it didn’t mean she had to like her. When they were young they got along but as they grow up she only got worse and worse. She figured it was because she was a princess and she was just a lowly healer and handmaiden who is picked just because they shared looks though their personalities were like night and day. The way she treated the poor knight was terrible to see.

Amara was trying to be comforting to him and at least letting him know he wasn’t alone but the princesses attitude was not making him feel any better. Estelle do not want to be near him. “ You are very strong for not yielding. My mother and father would be very proud of you as am I.” Estelle would at least give them a few kind words but she would not go too close to him not that he would notice he couldn’t see anyway. The eyes that she loved dearly were no longer in their socket dangling from him making her feel sick. Amara Would not interrupt as they talked. Even though she was just a healer and most people didn’t treat her very well only well enough to keep her happy-ish. She was just another pawn. She wanted to tell us Delta comfort him or do something but she was not going near him at all and she was the only one staying close because in the situation anyone would want comfort.

“Sadly I am no oracle I can’t tell you their face but you’re lucky to survive. These creatures are nothing like I’ve ever seen before in any fairytale or tomes.” she was going to continue talking until she heard the iron bars open and close in the fact that they were offering food she was not going to turn down. The silence was deafening asphalt Amara and Estelle looked over though I still couldn’t bear to look at what became of one of the ones that held higher status than Amara. The words were very difficult and garbled but they understood and the princess had an idea who was coming back the one who had used her like a ragdoll. At least in her mind she assumed that Amara would be next. “we need to eat. I am going to eat your highness you should eat as well.” it was Amara’s job to keep her fed and happy but happy was relative in the situation as Estelle Scott and shook her head no. “I will not each such a swill. It could be poisoned and you better not eat either. You need to be here for when he comes back it’s your turn you should’ve done it first you are the worst handmaiden I’ve ever had.” Estelle spat fire and Amara looked disappointed and sad.

“If you want it it’s not my problem I’m supposed to look after you but I can’t do much in here if you’re going to fight me every step of the way your majesty. Would you like food my lordship?”
Amara would make her way over to the food once they were left alone and she would pick up a few bites with her hands even though she wish she had utensils but this was no time to be picky. After taking a few bites she would wait a few minutes and she was still alive figuring that when he said they were coming back for more fun they wouldn’t poison them and she would break up the food into pieces and bring some over to the knight. “come now. Eat. I can make you a little better once I eat something and get some more energy. I took a few bites and I don’t feel sick both of you need to eat.” Even with Estelle being unusually crawl in the situation Amara is trying to be diplomatic. As she ate she’d feed Neiven she spoke softly as the princess sulked. Thinking if she didn’t eat and have the energy the awkward do horrible things to Amara instead. She’d at least leave him the only choice of using her healer even if it meant she might lose her gift she didn’t care it was her turn.

“Listen. I can’t hear you fully your eyes I can probably do your finger nails I can make them grow back but it would take so much energy to do both or all of you which would you like me to restore with the amount of food they gave us I can only do one of them maybe even heal your wounds which is the easier one. If I do your nails and eyes it might be painful to put them back but I know I can do it I have the skill set but if I do I’ll have to be a burden to you for a while oh you so much of my energy will you be willing to look after me if I do so?” Amara kept this very soft and between her and the princesses love her although she had no feelings for him he was still someone in the Royal court and he didn’t treat her as bad as the others but least he talked to her and didn’t spit on her.

 

[Sanoci]

Staying gallant in the face of such dismal circumstances wasn't the thing most mortals could dare muster. Nieven resolve appeared stalwart until the demoralizing words of the princess had been unleashed without warning. The pity bestowed by the healer Amara didn't mend damage from Estelle though hearing her commend him for not surrendering any information did bolster the earlier slight. Surviving the ordeal was a blessing, truthfully one he suspected was intentional so these brutes could writhe out information from his maimed form. Peering forward the best a blinded knight could do, following the words of the healer. Politely nodding to her words, her naivety from being purely inside was amusing. These type of entities reasoned enough for isolation, a stance that kept their endangered kind mostly shielded from these cruelties. " I...agree! They are not this organized, usually ", this wasn't him just placating her..but earnestly acknowledging how formidable these orcs were compared to the norm.

Nieven lips sealed, body stricken in a cold sweat as the door opened again. Vulnerability of this magnitude made the veteran soldier no better than a defenseless maiden. Recoiling silently at the conversation at hand, head tilting her direction and getting some comprehension of the horrors inflicted onto them. "No...they didn't??!!",a large gasp escaping as the elf cried out.. unable to stay completely mute at the real possibility that the royal bloodline could be sullied by one of these monsters. Everything was adding up, explaining the hostilities and the volatile attitude flung his wounded way. Enraged internally at his weakness, crawling searching for the princess amid the feeble movement shown. Although the outburst from such an esteemed figure startled him.. the knight didn't fault her reacting in this manner. A handmaiden onus was safeguarding their patron and customs dictated this notion of thought. A request came from Amara, hearing an offer to eat what pathetic food these barbarians gave them.

" I would welcome it..doubt they want us dead...yet ", grimacing and bemoaning knowing it was more advantageous to keep them breathing. Forced into this position was demeaning but the bevolvence stemming from Amara made the knight take her up on the offer. Relutantly opening his delicate maw, he feast on the mystery food. The aroma prior to chewing it wasn't that off-putting, meaning the food was fortunately cooked. Raw meat could had easily been on the menu if they decided their hospitality extended only in that instance of a meal. He coughed..clearly finding the supper unbecoming but relented as he never complained vocally. The fat seeped into the meal, prepared haphazardly and swearing portion of bone lingered too. While trying earnestly to eat wounded, those sharp elven hears listened attentively. This proposal frightened the man to his core but this helplessness was dare the knight say...worse than impending death.

" I will try my very best I can..to repay your kindness ", wearily smiling though lacking eyes made it a daunting scene with his energy slowly elevating by the subpar meal. Tensions were high, never addressing the princess much after learning more or less what she faced . The repulsion to his disfigurement added firewood to the issue at hand, not ready to converse freely knowing how she felt about his visage now. " Do dally, this beast seems to return every 2 to 3 hours..I believe", analytical enough even blinded to have some recollection of this orc pattern. Some vision would relinquish this weakness felt and allow Nieven to be useful to these women again or so the elf needed to believe in deep down. Rising in a sitting position, the survivor stared blankly at her..determination in that expression.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

The tension between the two twin like elves could be cut with a knife. The princess was hostile and angry and she couldn’t even look at her dearest knight. He was mangled in disfigured but a part of her was happy he was blind because he couldn’t see what they did to her. She was so angry she was fuming that Amaro was trying to help him and not her how could her handmaiden do this to her? She would feed neiven catering to him and taking care of him as she would eat a bit and feed him some more letting the food nourish her she didn’t need much just enough to make sure her energy wouldn’t deplete completely and she would pass out.

“eat as much as you can I’ll restore your eyes I know I can do it it’s just gonna take a lot of energy I’m gonna eat a bit more. Your highness you must eat too. I’m splitting the food between all of us we always keep our streak they are going to come back I don’t know what they’re gonna do when they come back but I want you to be as close to full strength as possible.” The princess scuffed as Estelle was trying to raise morale and giving the knight hope as best she could. She knew she was no one important and she was treated badly usually but here they at least had equal footing. “I I don’t know how many of us are still alive I can’t let them take more of you if you hold still I can restore your site it might hurt but I think I can do a good amount of healing with you. I know it’s not my place to ask for protection but if you feel like you can help me as well as the princess I won’t say no.” amaro was terrified to even ask for help even if he would say no she would still help him at least he was kind enough to her and he wasn’t yelling at her like Estelle was constantly doing.

“the only reason he’ll keep you alive is because I need you and the crown needs you you need to do your duties and take care of those beasts when they come back you have to be useful.” Estelle was needlessly cruel and her words seem to pierce poor Amara keeping her silent and she would feed their protector more meat it wasn’t the best food but food was food in the situation. When he said he would try to repay her kindness she shook her head no even though he couldn’t see her. “no need to repay anything just eat.” even with how she was treated Amara was kind and gentle she had no idea what the feet would hold for her but all she knew was these two were all she had now. “the Beast said tomorrow for us I don’t know what he’ll do to us again what he did to the princess was vile and if he’s gonna do what he did to me I have to heal you tonight. If he does what he did to her I don’t know if I have my powers if he decides to…”Amara could not even finish that sentence thinking the worst she was still a virgin and that was how her powers were kept she had no idea what would happen if he did the same treatment to her but once she ate a few more bites she would get him to sit up and prepare him to get healed and even let her hand caress his cheek letting him know that she was going to do her best to make him hole again. “you need to tell me everything they did I will try to heal as much as I can if you’re at full strength maybe you can help us a bit more I’m sorry to ask so much of you but hopefully my skills can help us survive this. No need to repeat any kindness your knightship. I’m only doing my duties and I can’t stand to look at you this way you don’t deserve this. Sit up. Let me take the pain away.”Amara said gently as Estelle scoffed.

“Do you have to flirt with the handmaiden right in front of me trying to make me jealous is not a good look on you.” Estelle couldn’t help her sharp words and he could hear Amara sniffle she wanted so desperately to yell she wasn’t flirting she just wanted to help and hope that he didn’t take it as such she was just trying to keep them alive. “I’ll heal you once I’m done with him don’t worry your majesty. I’m doing my best and please come here and eat.”Amara was begging but her focus was on Nieven.

 

[Sanoci]

Nieven went through such absurd humiliations and pain, finding himself under great duress amid this whole protection detail. Stripping away the illusions of the princess' character was sadl unraveling in a short period. It was plausible everything happened to land on vanity, now disregarded as that luster of his masculine beauty was stolen by these horrid creatures. Amara benevolence proved unlike this woman he presumed cared about him harbored legitimate worry despite having not many reasons to do this. Accepting the food, he begun eating it though its flavor was nothing flattering. Unseasoned, filled with fats and cooked bones..this was very unbecoming but it was paramount he regained some strength for both their sakes. Estelle cruelty held some truthhoods but the wounded elf dare not unsway her. Order and reverence for the royal line etched deeply into his character did not permit this. Although some hypocrisy lingered for bedding her was a great affront but the privilege of a decent bloodline, great prowess in combat and extraordinary good looks allow for flexibility.

In the middle of their conversations, he continued eating to the dismay of his palette coming to ruination over such primitive cooking. Speaking to Estelle regarding her trauma might set her off or worse blame him for the inability to stop it. Bickering wasn't helping anyone, unable to weaponize enough strength to silence. The knight at their mercy for being blinded truly limited things the man could do to contribute to anything meaningful. An audible gulp came, hearing the request from the healer to relieve the torture he faced. Everything aligned for the sole purpose of healing. That was what the man must recite, mind racing back to those gritty details the conscious would be unable to erode even with time and healing.

" Very well. My eyes, the beast yanked them out..the one who was very scarred and gigantic. Jailer did most but that one took my sight. Jailed had the pliers for the nails. Heated chain shredded my back as mentioned. Most other things was punching and kicking on my midsection, my manhood and other areas when I gave them nothing. I wear my shame with this necklace..please help!! ", on the verge of tears whimpering as the recollection of events was breaking all his resolve. Utterly feeling useless, these orcs severed what it was meant to be a person or a man. It had been the grace of the gods he had limbs or could bare children still.

The words stricken by Estelle horrified him, not recalling how petty she could be. Their lives were in danger and very trivial things were being mentioned. After a while he cease eating, bowl half empty and beckoning the healer to get fed before commencing. Who knew how long until an orc returned. Could he combat any of them in this state? Deep down the answer loomed over, disgusted at the weakness this knight felt down to his soul. Now was the time for strength, gritting his teeth and breathing slowly to calm himself. If they were going to attempt it, things would happen very soon.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Estelle was really bothered that Amara must be nice to her former lover. This wasn’t fair and she hated every moment of it. While Amara ate she made sure she fed Neiven A good amount. Estelle crossed her arms and looked at the pair of them with daggers she was absolutely upset with her handmaiden.

“Eyes. That’s not a hard thing to do just relax it might hurt a little bit. I will do my best to make sure nothing hurts.” The poor knight could probably hear the eye roll Estelle as Amara take one last bite and reach out to take Neiven’s hands letting him know she was about to start. She could feel her fiddling around and removing the eyes from the necklace that the orcs put them on. For now she could ignore the princess who was being more of a pain in her ass than usual.

With one eye in hand she brought it up to his empty eyesocket putting it nearby whispering some very ancient elvish that was only used by healers. The one eye in her hand began to glow as she lifted to a socket and using her magic it would float and move back into where it belongs he would feel a very hot burning sensation as the nerves would start to reattach. Amara would do the same to the other eye as she felt herself becoming weaker when she started the second one if he blinked a few times he would start to get his site back even better than before.

As Estelle watched she would finally see her at handmaiden in full action and instead of just stopping at his eyes she would finish with that his hands placing one of her hands on each of his putting the last bit of her energy into growing his nails back to try and make him more whole. With another deep breath she placed a hand on his chest whispering something softly to him. “ I probably can’t make it 100% but at least I can make you comfortable enough I know you can’t do enough for both of us but please look after us if you can.” Amara let her warm hand rest on his chest giving him a boost of energy before she would pass out completely right in front of him and even though her breathing was shallow she was still very much alive but with his new eyes he could look over and see the state Estelle was in.

Her jaw was practically on the floor shocked that her healer could do so much and didn’t borrow to help her she was still gaping and sore from the orc fucking her. She had no idea how her former lover would react seeing her used like that and her handmade and still in perfect shape she was still mad that she chose to heal him over her.

Estelle couldn’t even look at him let alone help her own handmaiden as she turned away from both of them. “ looks like you’re healed meaning you can actually be useful to me finally unlike her. Do you know if you use her as bait maybe I can save us.” Estelle thought maybe he would be on her side now that he was healed but she had no idea what his reaction would be if she was a princess and maybe he would actually do what she wanted.