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The Dark Elf's Captive (Me and Rapedoll)

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Jan 9, 2009
Valendrin was quiet as he slinked through the woods as silently as a mouse...or perhaps a rat? A dark cloak covered his handsome features, keeping him camouflaged by the night. He was, after all, an elf. Dark skin, white hair, sharp green eyes and pointed ears...he was painted as quite an exotic figure. He was drow, a dark elf detested by the other races of the world. They would have good reason to hate Valendrin; the elf was a monster, a murderer, a thief and a brigand. He had no mercy for the weak, the elderly, or the sick, and was infamous for his love of death, looting,......and his sadistic nature toward women. He was often used as a night terror story that mothers told naughty girls. "Don't misbehave or Valendrin will eat you!" If only they knew the REAL truth!

The dark elf came upon his target; a small fishing village in a remote area. He grinned from cheek to cheek, turning the his "company" of soldiers, fellow outcast drow. There were only twelve of them, but each was a trained warrior, assassin, or magic user; Valendrin himself was trained in both sword and steel. He signaled that they should move to the attack, running quickly across the plain leading to the village. Their "greeting" when they arrived near the gates was to kill the guard without so much as a "hello".....then the fires were started. Great big fireballs leaped from the magic users' hands, flaming arrows were shot at roofs. Screaming could be heard as half the group ran about killing villagers, sparing all but the women....that was what the other half was dedicated to. They threw weighted nets on fleeing women. If they were attractive, they were spared and left alone. If not, they were impaled mercilessly. Valendrin himself reveled in the murder, hacking away at every poor sod dumb enough to run by him as he laughed.....
 
There village was a small isolated village far removed from most as the next nearest village was close to two days ride.. There where only about 150 villagers. Kayla has spent all of her short 14 yrs inside the walls of the village as all the children where strictly forbidden to leave the gates. Because once outside the gates was thick forest inhabited by many different kinds of beasts that would think nothing of killing any humans that crossed there path. It really didn't bother Kayla as this was all she ever knew.

She was awaken to the sound of screaming outside... she looked out the window she could see the orange glow of fires and people running... Her mother rushed into her room and grabbed her.
"Quick! Quick! hid under the bed!" her mother told her.
"But.. but .. mom whats going on." she said as she climbed out of bed. Her thin white cotton night gown clinging to her petite little 4'9" frame as she crawled under the bed as her mother told her too.

No sooner did she get under the bed when the door to her room crashed open.. peering out from under the bed she could see a tall dark figure.. he had long white hair that flowed down his back.. He was holding a sword in one hand.. the sword was stained red with blood. She crouched even farther back under the bed.. Her heart racing wildly in her chest, as she covered her ears with her hands trying to block out the sound of the horrifying screams.
 
Valendrin took a good, long look at the mother. She was still fairly attractive, and would probably be for a few more years. She would be an excellent catch. A bolt of energy flew from his sword, hitting her square in the chest as she screamed and flew against a wall. She was not killed, merely knocked unconscious. The dark elf's ears perked up as he noticed the fighting die down. Seemed like his subordinates were finishing up; they tended to be pretty thorough. He would simply wait for them so that they could leave with their haul; the village didn't look rich, but some of the women had looked DELIGHTFUL. They would be tied up with rope and herded like cattle to his fortress, where they would be violated and trained.

Hearing a creak under the bed, Valendrin turned in that direction. He slowly made his way toward the girl in hiding, his boots leaving a trail of blood in his wake. He stopped in front of it, standing silently over the bed. With a quick, sudden motion, he reached under it, grabbing hold of the leg of a young girl. He laughed gleefully and evilly as he dragged her helpless form out into the open.

"Well well! A scared little girl who thinks she can hide! You look like you'd be just SCRUMPTIOUS!"
 
Kayla was holding her breath trying not to make a sound.. but she was crying... she held her hands tight over her mouth... her eyes watching as she saw a pair of mens boots walking towards the bed...
She huddled back trying to make herself as small as possible so she wouldn't be seen. Suddenly she felt an iron tight grip on her ankle, digging into her delicate porcelain white skin. She was being dragged out from under the bed by a ankle.... her other leg was trying to kick at the hand that was pulling her... " Nooooooo get away from me!" she screeched... She was clawing at the wooden floor boards trying to stop helplessly to stop herself from being dragged out... It was no use as the huge man effortlessly pulled her from under the bed picking her up off the floor dangling her by one ankle... her little cotton gown falling up around her waist as she hung upside down .. her bottom covered only by her thin white panties. Her long red hair pooled on the floor underneath her as she squirmed in the strong mans grip... "Put me down" she screamed
 
What Valendrin pulled from under the bed made him laugh in delight. It was some scrawny little girl, who screeched and clawed helplessly at the floor in a futile attempt to escape. As he held her upside down, her dress fall shamefully about her waist, revealing more then she no doubt wanted him to see. Holding her with his iron grip, he took a closer look at her. She was actually quite attractive; red hair was rare, and her skin had a good complexion. She was young, but already had some of the makings or a beautiful woman. She would make a PERFECT slave. He would brutally torture her, rape her, subdue her into servitude. Taking a dagger from his boot, he made quick work of the girl's meager excuse of a dress and panties, the cloth making a shredding noise as it fell to the floor.

"Go ahead! Scream! No one can help you now!"

It was true; the screams in the village were dying down. The elite band of drow marauders had made short work of the defenseless villagers. No doubt the survivors were already being hauled away in chains and ropes, crying and wailing. Only the women seemed to have been spared; many men and older women lay strewn in the streets, dead or mortally wounded. One of the minions came in to check on his master, laughing at the scene that greeted him. He tied up the waking mother, who seemed dazed, dragging her out with the rest. Valendrin plopped the girl on the ground, tugging her along by her hair rather roughly, but careful not to pull any out.

"You're my property now! March with the rest of them!"
 
She twisted and squirmed in the strong Drows grip.. and then she saw the flash of metal in the light as he pulled his dagger from his boot.
"Oh god no please don't" she begged as she covered her eyes with her hands, thinking he was going to kill her. What happened next was just as terrifying as she heard the ripping of her night dress as it fell to the floor. Next he snipped away at the tiny underwear she was wearing.. leaving her tiny body naked and exposed.. she tried to use her hands to cover her privets, feeling a rush of embarrassment and horror come over her.. No one had ever seen her naked before and now she couldn't believe that she was exposed like this in front of this man.

Then she saw another man come in.. another Drow..going over to her mother. "Hayyy! Stop! Stop! what are you doing to her? where are you taking her?" she was screaming as the man carried her mother away.. she still didn't know if her mother was alive or dead.

Once he had dragged her from there tiny home she saw all the other people laying around in pools of blood on the ground.. some of them where still alive and moaning in pain..
 
"I said move bitch!"

Valendrin gave Kayla a rough shove as she stared at all the dead and the dying. He had no remorse for these people. To him, they had been nothing more then cattle, weak minded fools who had practically allowed themselves to be slaughtered. They had no soldiers. No weapons. The two guards had been friendly until their throats had been cut by blades. Now look at them. Bleeding, gasping for life, the women sobbing as they were led as a naked chain gang through the streets. He did like the women, however; they would serve well as a harem, keep them nice and satisfied for a while to come. They were whipped if they fell out of line, either trying to run or simply walking too slow.

Valendrin let the mother be lead away, who was conscious by now, put with the rest of the "chain gang". Kayla, however, was given a special seat of honor. She was hoisted up on the saddle of Valendrin's horse, her hands tied tightly behind her back, her legs spread over the saddle. It was a shameful position, exposed to the world, seated in front of her looming captor. He gave the order to move, and so the new slaves were forced to march through the streets outside their village, making their way to the cover of the forest.

After marching some time in the forest, the party was finally allowed to come to a halt in a forest glenn, a fair distance from the village. Cries and moans of pain filled the air as sore and blistered feet finally got to rest. Many were covered with whip marks on their backs as the collapsed to rest. Valendrin tossed the girl roughly from the horse on her side.

"Set up a watch; we don't want any of our new whores escaping into the woods."
 
"Owww" she whined as he pulled her hair and shoved her... she was crying seeing all the people she knew dead laying in the streets like garbage.
"Mommmm!" she screamed trying to brake away from his grip again at seeing her mother chained in a line with other naked woman.
"Let my daughter go!" she screamed to the man that was holding Kayla.
Kayla watched in horror as a man with a whip started whipping the mother right in front of her.

"I don't want to go with you!" Kayla screamed as the man hoisted her up in the saddle. The saddle felt cold and hard on her delicate 14 yr old pussy. A few of Valendrin's men came by and gawked her as if they where raping her with there eyes. She felt so exposed and vulnerable spread over the saddle like that. Her tiny firm breasts where jiggling as the horse walked.. by the time they finally stopped the inside of her thighs where rubbed raw from riding the horse with no pants on, not to mention her tender pussy was also red and bruised from bouncing up and down on the hard saddle.
 
Valendrin had put up with the whining of his little captive for quite a while during the long ride. He had only refrained from hitting her because he wanted to make good time, and stopping to punish an unruly captive took away that time. By now, however, they were close to his fortress, and safe from any real pursuit....which meant he could have some fun. He grabbed the helpless girl by her hair, her arms bound behind her as he lifted her up, careful not to pull any out. He dragged her off to a remote part of the camp, away from the hustle and bustle of his men and the slaves.

"I think it's fair I take out an early reward for all my trouble!"

Valendrin pulled down his pants to reveal a thick, purple black dick with a slightly lighter skinned head. It was large, much too large for poor Kayla, he was sure. No matter. He would simply help her pussy "adapt" to it. Forcing her against a nearby tree, he lifted one of her legs to get in a better position before shoving his throbbing dick into her tiny pussy, tearing her hymen almost instantly. He could not even get halfway, it was so tight and small....but it felt wonderful as he brutally moved his hips.
 
She screamed and struggled as he dragged her naked across the camp. but her tiny 96 lb frame was no match for the strong Drow as he was more then twice her size. Terror filled her as she realized he was taking her off to a secluded area. There was no way she wanted to be alone with this man. She was screaming at the top of her lungs ... everybody could see this man dragging her away but nobody would come to help her as he took her into the woods.

She watched in horror as he held her by the hair with one hand the other hand loosening his pants letting them fall.. exposing his huge Drow cock. She had never seen a mans cock before so had no way of comparing it, but to the petite little 14 yr old it looked huge.
"No please don't" she begged him as he turned her around and pushed her up against a tree... She screamed as she felt his rough fingers digging into the tender silky flesh of her thighs, already red and raw from riding the horse with no pants on. His fingers gripping so tight they would leave tiny bruises all up the inside of her thighs. His rough hands spreading and parting her legs against her will, lifting her leg. With her wrists tightly bound behind her back she couldn't even brace herself against the tree as her face was pushed against it.. Her small breasts rubbing against the rough bark of the tree.

Then she felt the massive head of his cock pressing against her tightly closed virgin slit.. Then without any warning or any preparation he brutally thrust his cock into her, ripping her open around his thick throbbing cock... Her body arching and tightening violently as he ripped through her fragile hymen, blood started to trickle down her creamy white thighs.. His thrusts were so hard it lifted her up off her feet ... Her tender nipples rubbing raw against the rough bark of the tree..

He held her there suspended on his hard cock for a moment as if he where savoring her tightness as her tiny pussy wrapped tightly around his cock. She was sobbing and screaming in pain, her screams could be heard even back at the camp. All of her squirming and struggles where only making her tiny cunt squeeze and pulse around his thick cock even more.. When he started to thrust his hip working his huge cock in and out of her tight hole, even though he was only half way in, to her he felt enormous.
 
The girl may have only felt pain, but Valendrin didn't feel any of that at all. Just the opposite; he felt pure pleasure. Her virgin hole squeezed very tightly aroud his rather large Drow cock as he thrust in, the poor girl not able to take his entire length all at once. He snickered to himself. He could change that. He planned to stretch her out quite a bit. She was young, scared, and naive right now. By the time he was done, she would be a drooling, slutty whore...but he would savor the time he had where she wasn't.

He began thrusting harder and faster into her, ignoring the blood trickling down her thighs and onto his cock. He knew she was a virgin. He lifted her other leg, both now being held and spread wide. He shifted his grip to her ankles, forcing her to straighten her legs in a very humiliating manner. It looked like she she was almost tied around the tree by her legs as he brutally fucked her against it, rubbing and grinding her tits against the bark of the tree. Then he suddenly had an idea, one that made him grin very widely.

Hoisting her up (still by the ankles) he carried her around, his dick still inside her. He used the bouncing and jostling motions to stimulate himself and make her bounce. He paraded her around the camp....where a couple of the Drow who weren't on guard duty had gotten the same idea. Many of the girls were being violated. The girl's own mother was being forced to bounce on a dick like a dog, being whipped across the tits mercilessly. He positioned himself in front of the mother, forcing them to watch each other.

"See? You'll both be forced to be our sluts! At least your mother has a head start!"
 
Each thrust of his cock bounced her up and down, rubbing her delicate skin against the rough bark of the tree.. her belly and pert young nipples becoming scratched and rubbed raw. His huge cock felt like it was going to rip through her with each and every thrust, his laughter ringing in her ears the whole time he abused her tight young pussy.

She was crying so hard she could barely see through her tear filled eyes. Although she was struggling trying to pull her ankles out of his grip, the only thing that did was make her pussy clamp down even tighter around the huge Drow cock that was fucking her.

Her body was in so much pain from the brutal rape that it took her a moment to even realize she was no longer rubbing up against the tree. Carrying her through the camp she howled and screamed in pain and embarrassment as he held her spread for all to see. Her tiny white creamy smooth mound with her delicate pink lips spread unbelievable wide as the huge thick back drow cock covered in her juices and fresh virgin blood, moved in and out of her tiny pussy.

When he started to fuck the young 14 year old in front of her mother all she could do was cry and sob.
 
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