Everqueen (Hamadryad & FuriousloverXD)

[Hamadryad]

Alarielle sat by her high window, a lone finger running along the cool glass pane that separated herself from her burning Kingdom. She knew full well that it was the only thing separating her from the screams and cries of her subjects as the Dark Elves pillaged the city. Raindrops began to splatter against the glass, the sky weeping for the Everqueen's sorrow. She heard a loud cluttering in the depths of her high tower and she knew that her foes had finally broken through. Her warriors would fight bravely and to the last, but they would be overrun by the hordes of Dark Elves raiding their tower and the Witch King himself, who was assuredly coming for her. She wore a simple garb, nothing more than a white flowing robe which fell lightly on her naked curves beneath.

Finally, the screams approached her door, and after a few clashes of metal she heard the thuds of her door guards hitting the floor. She gulped as her heart began to thud in her chest and jumped in fright as an armoured fist slammed through her wooden door, throwing the bar upward and sending the door ajar. She slowly peered over to the doorway, and there he stood, the Witch King Malekith. It was a sight that Alarielle never thought she would see, and it horrified her. The daunting armoured figure, with dark skin and pale glowing eyes. He looked like a lifeful corpse, with murderous intent. Though, she was a high elf, and she must remain proud.

Standing, she spat towards him, "Do your worst, exiled King," she called towards him.

 

[FuriousloverXD]

Alarielle sat by her high window, a lone finger running along the cool glass pane that separated herself from her burning Kingdom. She knew full well that it was the only thing separating her from the screams and cries of her subjects as the Dark Elves pillaged the city. Raindrops began to splatter against the glass, the sky weeping for the Everqueen's sorrow. She heard a loud cluttering in the depths of her high tower and she knew that her foes had finally broken through. Her warriors would fight bravely and to the last, but they would be overrun by the hordes of Dark Elves raiding their tower and the Witch King himself, who was assuredly coming for her. She wore a simple garb, nothing more than a white flowing robe which fell lightly on her naked curves beneath.

Finally, the screams approached her door, and after a few clashes of metal she heard the thuds of her door guards hitting the floor. She gulped as her heart began to thud in her chest and jumped in fright as an armoured fist slammed through her wooden door, throwing the bar upward and sending the door ajar. She slowly peered over to the doorway, and there he stood, the Witch King Malekith. It was a sight that Alarielle never thought she would see, and it horrified her. The daunting armoured figure, with dark skin and pale glowing eyes. He looked like a lifeful corpse, with murderous intent. Though, she was a high elf, and she must remain proud.

Standing, she spat towards him, "Do your worst, exiled King," she called towards him.

After centuries of waiting it finally would happen. He'd have his revenge. Malekith could scarcely believe it. His blood was running high after he cut down the last of the guards and broke down the door to the everqueen's room. The haughty queen was already goading him. The foolish bitch didn't know how bad it was going to get. Especially now.

He'd kick through the remains of the door and walk in. "I intend to wench." She was no longer a queen. She was his pet and sacrifice. He'd stroll over to her after cleaning and securing his weapon. "Bend the knee bitch or suffer worse then you already will." He told her as he walked over to the dethroned Queen towering over her staring down at her lovely form triumph and something else gleaming in his eye.

 

[Hamadryad]

Her jaw clenched as she stared upward at the towering armoured figure before her, her heart thumped in her chest as she met her eyes with his. An uncontrollable shaking betrayed her fear to the dark King. She knew it was the end for her, there was nothing she could do now yet keep her pride, and she determined she would attempt to do so for as long as possible.

"I will never submit to you, wretch," she said shakily through gritted teeth.

 

[FuriousloverXD]

A hand would lash out, but instead of feeling the sting of a slap, the everqueen would feel his cold armored hand caress her cheek. "My such fire even despite the fact you're going to simply be a cock sleeve from now on." He told her before ripping away her shirt to expose her breasts to the open air. "Let's get started with your punishment." He growled forcing her to bend over her chair to expose her pussy to him so he could admire it.

 

[Hamadryad]

The Everqueen whimpered as her robe was torn from her chest, hanging loosely in strains as her soft large bust fell free of its restraints. She raised her thin pale arms, covering herself briefly as a natural reflex. Though her moment of regained dignity didn't last long as the Witch King grasped her arms with his powerful hands, forcing them aside so he could look upon her. Tears began to well in her eyes as the Dark Elf violently turned her around, pressing her against her chair and tearing more fabric from her robe, the clothing covering her rear falling aside and revealing her privates.

She had a cute little butt, defined, soft and smooth. Hidden beneath her cheeks was her tight little pucker, and between her thighs, sticking out slightly in her bent over position was her tight shaven lips, smooth and delicate, hiding the sweet pinkness within. Alarielle closed her eyes as the invader stared upon her, fearing what would come next.

 

[FuriousloverXD]

"My you are a lovely sight. I wonder how many of those princes over the years got to enjoy this view." He taunted the doomed queen. She'd hear the clanking of metal before something large and hot pressed against her entrance teasing it for a moment. To let the anticipation build. "You're mine." He told her before thrusting a massive cock into her all the way to the root. The head of his mighty shaft hitting the entrance of her womb with ease as he gripped her lovely birthing hips and railed into her with wanton abandon uncaring if he hurt her.

 

[Hamadryad]

Alarielle heard the clattering of metal, her heart dropping in her chest. The warmth pressed against her opening, she could already feel its size even as just the head stroked her lower lips. Suddenly, she was torn apart. The Dark Elf's long, thick rod slammed into her, his pelvis slapping against her large and bare pale behind as he thrusted himself deep into her. She squealed in pain as he went in raw, forcing her inner walls apart painfully and prying deep into her. Her fingers squeezed and dug into her chair, thighs squeezing together in reaction as she nearly lost her footing from the sudden force. She knew full well it wouldn't be over soon.

 

[FuriousloverXD]

"That's right squeal like a bitch in heat." The new king growled as he delivered a painful slap to her ass as he railed her. He'd grip her mane of gorgeous hair and pull it back as he fucked her. "Tell me how much you love my cock tearing you up you wretched slut." He said showing off what the cult of pleasure had taught him as he easily found the doomed meat's g-spot. "Tell me how afraid you are of what I'm going to do to you."

 

[Hamadryad]

Alarielle whimpered as he took her by the hair, her head swinging back at his violent pull and exposing her thin neck, veins popping out as it reddened from the stress. The Everqueen screeched and writhed as the exile pounded her in and out, her lover's tunnel filling with his enormous mass of flesh and reddening raw from the onslaught. Though, he knew what he was doing, that was undeniable. Pleasure too blasted through her, that lovely ticklish feeling as his cock rubbed against her spot. "P-please," she tried to call out as he continued to slam into her, her body jiggling from the force.