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The captured Elven princess (LeDamsel91 and Leestud)

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She awakened to find herself in a dungeon. The room was quite dark, being only dimmly illuminated by torches hung on the walls. She has been chained to the wall, iron shackles holding her arms and legs in place. Also there is a collar around her neck attached to a short chain attached to an iron ring limiting the movement of her head.

She was an Elven princess, captured by the army of the human country that was at war with her country. She was the heir to the throne and had just turned 100 years old two years ago, making her the equivalent of an eighteen year old human. She was doing an inspection of a border fort when the humans launched a surprise attack and took over the fort. The princess tried to flee, but fell down and a swift blow to the head knocked her out.

She was being trained how to run the country by her old elven parents with barely two hundred left to live. So she had detailed knowledge of all the armies movements and tactics. Knowledge of all the secret ways and passwords. She knew everything needed for the humans to win the war. So she was a very important prisioner for the hunans.

The war had started when some humans from the neighbouring kingdom of Solurgrad were captured by the elves in neutral teritory, including the King's nephew. The king of Solurgrad, King Turod V demanded they be released, but the Elven King refused and declared war.

She was the beloved princess of the realm, she was the fairest in the land and innocent. She loved her country and its citizens. She also disliked the humans instead of hating them. Elves thought themselves superior to humans, thinking them as being nothing but slaves.

Scattered around the room are tables filled with impliments of torture and various torture devives on the floor. At the end of the dungeon there is a big wooden door that looks old, weathered, but sturdy. Then the sound of sturdy leather boots can be heard slowly going down the stone steps behind the door making a loud thud each time.
 
RE: The captured Elven princess (need female for elf)

Aelwen woke with a start, looking around the room, trying to see past the shadows but it was no use. She tugged on whatever was holding her down and wished she new more about metal elements than she did. She was better with wood and plants and healing. Not with metal and rock. Grunting, she tugged but it was useless. She was definitely beautiful. Long pale gold hair that fell to her knees, pointed ears that were not very long because she was not truly old. Luminous pale skin. She was a true vision of purity and virginity. A hundred years she had been alive but a hundred years was still nothing better than a baby in they eyes of most elves who could live to five or even eight hundred years. Closing her eyes, she jerked the chains again, still they did not give way.

It was the sound of boots that made her blue eyes open again and she turned toward the sound, jerking on her bonds again but it was a useless endeavor. She grunted, pulling as hard as she could, trying to escape them. The steady, monotonous boot steps were quite annerving. It was uncomfortable having all her parts made so she could barely move. What had happened? Had she been captured. Slowly, she relaxed against the wall, her heart pounding. Just waiting for whoever it was to reveal themselves in the low burning torch light that barely illuminated the space where she was shackled.
 
The sound of the boots grow louder and closer. The elf hears a wooden board being lifted and a clunky lock unlocking. Then the wooden door starts to creak, and then slowly opens towards her. Then a man walks through the door slowly and stops as he turns around and closes the wooden door behind him.

He then turns around and walk towards her. It was too dark to see him properly at the door, but as he approaches her, she is able to clearly see him. He is a young man, but it is clear he is a few years older than she would be in human years. His face is rough, but charasmatic, even with a barely visable scar along his cheek. He has shoulder length dark brown hair which is both wild and tamed. He is well built, of average height, but not big. He has no excess fat on his body and appears light on his feet.

He is wearing light studded leather armour that is decorated with golden trimming. At his side rests a leather scabord containing a rapier and slung over his back a light wooden shield. Also he wears a light shirt and sturdy pants along with his leather boots. Tucked into his belt she can see the hilt of a dagger. She recognises this man, this is none other than the bane of her fathers army. The commander of the army of Solurgrad's army, Leanthis Sturn.

He was a 25 year old soldier who had joined the army at the age of sixteen and assigned to the light infrantry division. He was a good soldier and quickly rose up the ranks. By the time he was eighteen he was a low ranking officer in comnand of a small light infrantry infiltration force. By sheer luck he came acoss the enemy's base camp lightly defended, but still outnumbered his troops five to one. But they captured the base camp and in turn a high ranking female officer. He then took her in order to rape her of course. Although popular with the ladies he was too busy to go out and get a girl. He got promoted and great victory after great victory elevated him to the top. He became the commander aged 24.
 
Aelwen's eyes widened in recognition and she felt a sickening dread in her belly. An icy shiver of fear running down her spine as he approached. Did he want a ransom? She was not certain. "You face father's wrath if you do not release me. If it is ransom you want, he would surely pay whatever price you asked," she promised, trying to get on his god side or at least ivied out what his plans were. The normally pristine princess was anything but now. The gown she wore, once solid white was colored by blood and dust and grime. Ripped in several places as well. One strap was on her shoulder.

Given the state of her holding, she guessed he was only treating her as a captive instead of a hostage. By right, both sides, normally treated high ranking members of society to luxury captivity and were ransom. A thought was perhaps it was not in the fates for her to be ransomed. Oh but she could hope.
 
He heard the remark the princess made, but it didn't phase him. He just replied firmly, "Princess I do not fear your father's wrath and I hardly think he would pay even a copper coin to humans for a ransome. His hatred of humans is far stronger than his love for you or your mother. Also princess, there is the matter of the fact that your country believes you dead. We happened to find a dead elven soldier who had identical hands to yours. We severed it and placed your signit ring upon the appropiate finger and sent it to your parents. So there will be no rescue. " But then he stopped just in front of her and said seriously, "Princess I have come here to ask you for help in order to quickly end this war. Both of our countries are evenly matched and this conflict could carry on for years. Think of all of tens of thousands of deaths that will occur, both elf and man alike. But you princess have the power to end this war quickly with the minimum amount of casualties. All you have to do is tell me everything you know about your country's military. Things like the locations, orders, tactics, fortlocations, border patrols, passwords and secret ways. Then I can command my army to a swift victory with minimum casulties for both sides. You will be known as the hero of your country who avoided much bloodsheed."

He waited for her reply, but he expected her to refuse of course. He would be both shocked and dissapointed if she told him now. Someone who gave away all of their country's secrets that easily did not deserve to be in power or deserve respect. But the fun of making her submit to his will was going to be the fun part.
 
Looking at him, Aelwen frowned. Her people could defeat his. She was certain of that. "I will be...no hero...I will tell you...nothing," she told him glaring. "If I tell you anything I know, you will overtake my people and I will not allow you to do that. Despite the fact that they think me dead, I will not betray my father or mother or my people. They will fight and defeat you," she promised and then spat at him, her spit landing close to his boots. She relaxed against the stone, taking deep breaths. "I refuse to help you in any way." she said simply then bit her bottom lip, drawing from him as best she could but she was stuck. Conmpletely and utterly. She knew he would torture her but she would not break for him. No. She would die first.
 
Leanthis laughed heartily at her reply and then said, "Good princess that is exactly what I wanted to hear from you. Although telling me that is not betraying your people ie your country, just your parents. But one should not give the secrets of one's country so easily. They would deserve to rot away in a dungeon like this. We will win princess, we are evenly matched, but we have one advantage. Our rate of reproduction and shorter training time, even with our increased death rate and shortened length of usefullness. It takes you 100 years to get a mature elf while it takes us 18 years for a mature human. The elves population is steady, but ours is growing. With this war your population is rapidly decreasing while we are replacing our losses quite adequately. We will win this war through long attrition, but I would like to win in my lifetime. You elves underestimate us humans, but our victory is assured. It is only a matter of now or later. But this is good because it wouldn't be any fun if you told me this easily." He then picked up his dagger and held it up to Aelwen.

He then whispered into her pointed ear, "Princess there are many ways to make people talk. I am an expert in making people talk. Elves are not immune to torture afterall. After my torturing session is complete you shall tell me willingly princess." He knew that elves are extremely good at withstanding and tolerating pain. If one was to use pain they would die before they break as their bodies were frailer than humans. But he was not going to use pain.
 
Aelwen glared at him, keeping herself tall as he threatened her. Her family already guessed she was dead so why should she tell him anything. "I shall tell you nothing human," she said to him, giving a glare in his general direction and then closing her eyes, expecting the worst. Rape, sodomy, beatings. She knew what was going to happen if she did not speak but she was no coward. He could do all she wanted and her lips would remain sealed. Aelwen wanted to be a great challenge and she meant to withstand any means of torture he decided to use on her. This human deserved to know nothing and she was not going to tell. "Do your worst...you will find I am quite stubborn and not so easily broken," she retorted, continuing to glare at him.
 
Leanthis smiled deviously as he heard her reply. Then he used his dagger to cut off her tattered dirty torn white dress from top to bottom, being careful not to cut her skin. It falls to the ground leaving the elf just in her innocent white plain panties. Then her panties suffer the same fate as her dress leaving the sexy elf completely naked, as naked as the day she was born. He looks over her hot sexy body, paying special attention to her tits and pussy. Then he brings his face to the princess.
Then he tells her, "Princess I hope that you did not expect me to use pain to torture you, that would be barbaric and inneffective against an elf such as yourself. I am going to use pleasure to torture you, even the most hardened person trained not to talk will spill the beans when I am done pleasuring her. Or directing one of my female interrigators for a man." He looked at her tauntingly waiting to see how she reacts.
 
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