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Elf's End (Cold Chaos X UseAlex)

Coldchaos

Coldchaos

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Dec 6, 2015
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Murica
My name is Yariko, an elf from the forest tribes. For much of my life, I grew up in the peaceful air of my fellow elvish people. Growing up in the forest, I was trained in many skills of combat, including swordplay and archery. As I grew into adulthood, I had dreams of being a famous ranger. It was fortuitous that the Adventurer's Guild by my village would have a job for a fresh faced adventurer like myself. A sorceress in a ways off tower was requesting herbs for experimental potions. The details of this quest seemed a little too vague, as much of the tower's locations was not explained. A small delivery did nothing to frighten me, as I claimed the vial of herbs from the Guild Master to take part in this quest. The map the Guild Master had offered gave me some semblance of direction towards the tower, but it seemed the map just ended near the town at the end of the path.

A cool spring breeze blew across the dirt road, brushing my bright red bangs across my face. It was rather chilly on that dirt road, part of me wishing I had a cloak to keep me warm on this quest. Along my person, I had my trusty bow and quiver slung across my back. A bright red tunic covered my body, with brown short shorts along my waist. My red hair was done was tied up in a nice pony tail to keep my face clear of stray hairs. A good short sword was tied at my waist, for when things would grow hairy, and a few throwing knives hung at the ready on my thigh. The satchel at my hip held many tools for my travels, including the herbs I was meant to deliver. Curious how a sorceress would need such simple looking plants for her discoveries, though it wasn't really my job to judge.

My bright blue eyes surveyed the dirt road I traveled, taking a moment to glance at the map I was given. A town was drawing closer, as I walked down the road. Looking toward the buildings in the distance, not a single mage's tower was in view. I had to double take my map to make sure it wasn't lying to me. "That old bastard gave me a bogus map. The least he could do was point me in a good direction at this point...was probably spending too much time staring at my chest." I muttered to myself, placing the map back in my satchel.

"Guess I'll have to ask around town for direction. Just hope they don't ask for a name for this sorceress...dumbass Guild Master." I continued angry, walking closer to the town in front of me. As I looked along the dirt path I walked, I couldn't help but notice the road was kind of empty. Not a single person was walking the trail to town. It was pretty close to the Adventurer's Guild, you'd think some travelers would be visit the tavern in a place this close. I kept wondering to myself, thinking on an explanation for this eerie absence. Their were rumors that women went missing near this part of the countryside. No one really said what happened to this girls or who was taking them. I'll just need to keep my sword at the ready for any creeps in the area....I just hope I can find this tower quickly. As I hit the entrance of the town, I took the time to survey around for locals to ask for directions.
 
As you look about the small road-side town, exactly one person was within your line of sight. A big, gruff looking man with a worn ax hanging off his waist. From his tool of choice and clothing, not to mention the town's close proximity to the Eastern woods, it was obvious he made his living cutting down trees. He would have been an intimidating sight if his eyes hadn't gone wide at the sight of the small elf and his hands hadn't have fallen into a disorganized panic trying to open the tavern door as she approached. When you were still 25 feet away, he called out to you.

"That's close enough, you imps aren't fooling me twice! You tell that sorceress master of yours that we're wise to her tricks and none too taken with her antics!"

Well, you certainly know that you've found someone who can give you some directions to the sorceress, although getting that information might be tougher than you thought. This lumberjack clearly was not keen on conversation. He had given up on trying to open the likely-unlocked tavern door and was now pressed against it to put as much distance between you and him as possible.
 
As I finally drew closer to town, I saw a rather large male hiding himself away in the tavern. It was funny to see such a big guy get intimidated by small elvish girl like me. After having a quick giggle, I stepped closer to try and figure out more about what he had said before. Imps came to this town often, and they work for the sorceress? From that description, the sorceress sounds like a real bitch. Maybe if this town offered some nice coin, I could earn some credit killing a sorceress? What are you talking about, Yariko? A sorceress with some imp minions could probably beat your ass until it was bright red. I'll just have to play keep my cards close to my chest, and figure out more about this lady.

"It's OK, I'm not an imp trying to trick you. I'm actually looking for the sorceress myself. You see, I'm an adventurer. The only thing I need is some direction to her tower, you don't even need to open your door for me. Does she cause you people trouble often?" I started, making idle small chat. It seemed like the best way to get this oaf to trust me a little. My tone was very calm, didn't want to go pissing off a big lumberjack with an axe. I stood their waiting for a response, inching my foot closer to try and close the gap between us. My eyes looked around for any other people in town. Did anyone else think I was some pawn of this sorceress. What's more, I wanted to keep my eyes peeled for any actual imps in the area. Against one or two, I could handle them with ease, but a swarm would be real trouble.
 
He was quick to dismiss anything you said to him. "Pfft, don't play dumb. I'm not saying one more word to you unless you turn around and show me your rear end." It was a blunt request out of nowhere, but what he said next (despite his claims that he wouldn't) explained the reasoning. "...And even then, you better not take offense when I still don't trust you with that bright red hair on your head. You think we believe that bitch in her tower can't hide her imps' tails?"

This man clearly would accept no evidence of your sincere intentions besides a tailless behind. There were no others in sight, until you looked a bit closer. The commotion outside had pulled multiple pairs of eyes to nearly every building's windows. Even with no one else outside, you get the feeling everyone who lives in this small town is watching you closely. The town being so deserted might even be due to your presence alone making all the townsfolk nervous.
 
I had to make sure I was hearing this guy right. He wanted to see my what now? I've flirted with cute boys in the village, but I don't just go around dropping my pants for anyone. His reasoning was rather sound, an imp's tail is pretty obvious. "At least buy me a drink first, sailor." I joked, though humor wasn't really doing me any favors. It was a pretty tough spot. I could just say 'fuck this' and stroll on down to the forest to find this place. Though chances were strong I'd have a tough time in the forest. Some direction could at least give me a chance to prepare for the worst, and all it took was a little skin...

Weighting my options, I took note of the people watching from the other buildings in town. It was tough to tell if they were wondering if I was an imp as well, if they were all just perverts eager to seem some tight elf ass. The eyes weren't making this decision any easier. If this was just in a closed off spot, I could at least get it done quick and move on with my life. Everyone was stuck in home, and no monsters were in sight. I could just flash my ass real quick, then never have to walk into this town again, or at the very least they won't force me to pull another asinine stunt like this.

"Alright, you can take a look, but make it quick. If I hear you rubbing one out, I'm kicking the door down and slicing your cock like fresh fruit...that goes double for any of the other fucks watching." I shouted, taking a breath to calm my nerves. Lifting the tunic up to get a better handle at my belt, I shuffled the metal off my crotch. Turning to place my back to the door of the tavern, I placed my ass out to let the woodsman take a good look. The fabric slid off my hips, peeking my ass crack. I wasn't long before my entire butt was visible for all to see. "See, no tail! Now can I put my pants back on, this took a lot longer then I was hoping."
 
When you finish talking, you hear a long, drawn out, and entirely fake sounding, "Hhhhhhhhmmmm" as if he was thinking long and hard about whether what he was seeing was real or not. You see two different men open their doors and lean out to get a better look at you. Before you have a chance to realize it, the lumberjack made a move which anyone would say was foolish considering all the weaponry you were clearly brandishing: he took two big handfuls of your ass. At that same moment, he stepped between your legs and pushed your right foot hard to the side, spreading your legs a little further apart and serving to knock you off balance, at least for a moment. In one last imposing action, you feel his disgusting hands give your smooth cheeks a quick squeeze, an inquisitive spread, and he let you go right as you were getting your bearings back, leaving your tight and supple skin to snap back, and he let up a positively all-too-casual,

"Nope, I guess you're elf, through and through. Although I almost wish you weren't now... That bitch sends her imps to seduce us honest folk and sow all sorts of disorder. Or just uses our juices for her sinister magicks, no doubt."

Considering how eagerly he swept his suspicions aside just to get a free grab at you, the fact that the sorceress' imps could seduce him was no surprise.
 
Yelping out in surprise, I'm almost toppled over when I feel two hands upon my firm cheeks. With my legs spread apart, it wouldn't be easy to recover from such a grope. Luckily for that sly bastard, he was smart enough to let me go before doing anything nasty. I had to catch myself from falling over, as I was finally given the confirmation that I was an elf all along. "Well at least warn a girl before you decide to get a little handsy."

Lifting myself back up, I work to secure my pants before the lumberjack tries to take another chance. "You speaking from experience, big guy?" I ask, implying these imps have taken some 'juices' from him as well. Imps always seemed like tiny little bat fuckers, not exactly the type that would go around stealing cum from men. Considering they were walking around town pretending to be women, I can only imagine what might happen if I ran into one. Speaking of which, what does a sorceress want with cum any way? The herbs she's having me deliver is definitely not cum, and I don't think it mixes with cum to make anything. Something seemed off about this sorceress, but I couldn't really piece anything together right now.

"As I was saying before, I'm looking for the sorceress myself. It seems like you guys are getting fed up with her trouble. If you can point me in the right direction, I might be able to knock some sense into that sorceress." I wasn't making any promises, but it the prospect could get me the location I'm looking for. If she was didn't look too tough, I could totally earn some extra gold for beating up a witch bitch. Plus, I'm sure these kind folks could use some stress relief on that sorceress booty. If not, hey can't blame a girl for trying.
 
Once you had "proven yourself", the entire exchange was perfectly friendly, almost as if this town hadn't objectified you moments earlier. It was not difficult at all to learn that many of the residents, including all of the women and children, had abandoned this town because of the sorceress' antics. The only ones to remain behind were lumber workers or those who ran the tavern. The townsfolk seemed hesitant to believe that you could take care of her for them, but were more than happy to point you in the right direction. Apparently the sorceress' tower was not too far from town. About a one-day's walk through the forest on the edge of town and about half a day further along a mountain trail once you reached the base of the mountain on the opposite edge side of the forest.

The forest itself seemed perfectly peaceful, even if the villagers did warn you about the monsters that frequented it. As you traveled through the trees, sunlight poured down through the canopy and there was not a single sign of danger... that is until you heard the sounds of a panicked young woman calling for help.

When you look in the direction of the cries, you can see the source in a small, nearby clearing: A girl who couldn't be any older than 18. She was wearing a long white gown and seemed to be caught in an animal trap of some kind. She was lying on the ground with one of her legs pointed straight up in the air uncomfortably. A rope was tied around her red and irritated ankle and hoisted over a nearby branch, pulling her leg upward. She was reaching up toward her own ankle helplessly, unable to reach it to free herself.
 
It was good to know I didn't have to travel long to reach the tower. The sun was still way up high, not even half way through the day. This quest would be over before I knew it. As I traveled in the direction the townsfolk pointed me toward, I could hear the cries of a young woman in trouble. Drawing my sword, it looked like the rope could be cut rather easily. I kept my eyes glued to the floor, stepping closer to the lady in trouble. It would only get worse if I ended up getting caught in the same trap.

"Sssshhh, keep calm. I'm here to help you. My name is Yariko, I'm a ranger from the Adventurer's Guild." I informed the woman, inching closer to her situation. What this lady was doing here didn't really matter, she needed help and no one else was nearby to offer help. It's not like this was out of the way. Just a single chop, and I can get back to my merry way. Like that, I sliced at the rope keeping her on the ground, freeing her from captivity.
 
When you cut the rope, her leg fell to the ground with a soft thud and she immediately took it in her hand and started rubbing her swollen ankle and moaned in pain. "Oooooohhh." She worked her fingers under the rope to loosen it and then faster than lightning her hands darted to slide the rope loop onto your ankle. Instantaneously, your foot was pulled out from under you and pulled up into the air just like she had been, only this time the rope wasn't attached to anything. The end of the rope dangled down a few inches, ending abruptly where you had cut it. But despite this, the rope had a vice-like grip on your ankle and was holding it as high in the air as your body would allow.

The woman cackled to herself as she descended on you once you had fallen on your back, trying to pull your blades and arrows out of your reach. Then in a burst of light, the illusion vanished. The white gown disappeared, leaving the erotic figure of a nude imp, her fair skin only faintly reddish in color. The rope around your ankle vanished as well, but you were not free to lower your leg. In fact, you felt your toes point up toward the sky, as if your body was eager to raise your leg as far as possible without your consent. The imp stood up and looked down on you, her long black tail swishing back and forth between her long, smooth legs and ending in a hard, jagged point.

"Yariko, huh? Well, nice to meet you Tariko, but I think I might call you bitch for a while. Seems more fitting, doesn't it?"
 
Just as I thought I had saved an innocent woman, the girl had wrapped the rope around my ankle. Like magic, it shot my leg up into the air. I screamed, as I crashed onto the grassy floor. The woman I thought I saved turned into a naked imp before my very eyes. My lips were hung open in surprise. I struggled to break free from the rope's grip, as my weapons were taken from me. Their was no way for me to defend myself, or to keep this monster at bay.

"Wh-what do you want from me?! Let me go!!" I shouted at her, trying to intimidate the feminine creature. She couldn't extract any 'juices' from me, like that lumberjack from before. What she had in mind for me I could not tell. This creature worked for the sorceress. Maybe I can learn a bit about the sorceress from this imp as well. If I could just undo the rope on my ankle. My hand lifted upward, aiming at my foot, as it was pointed up against my will. So close, I could almost feel my fingers brush along the rope's texture.
 
The imp watched closely as you struggled in vain, a devious grin on her face.

"What do I want from you? Hmmmm." She faked an inquisitive pose, putting one finger up to her pouting lips. "Maybe instead, I should ask what you want from me."

The nude trickster lifted up a clawed hand and an orb of dark energy began to glow in her hand. She flicked it toward you and it impacted you right on your stomach, releasing a burst of swirling red and black. When the dust had settled, all of your clothing had vanished and only your protective red mail remained behind, although your lower body was completely exposed and particularly accessible because of the position you found yourself in. All the tools and objects you had with you, including the herbs, were strewn about you on the grass.

"Oh, I see! You naughty girl! Presenting yourself so eagerly to me?"

At this moment, a new pair of reddish hands grabbed your wrists and forcefully pulled them away from your ankle. Two more, equally nude imps had appeared. One of them stood above you, each of her bare feet on either side of your head so if you looked straight up you would be staring directly at her demonically pristine womanhood which she bore without embarrassment. These new imps knelt down over you, bringing their intimate parts alarmingly close to your face as together they pressed your wrists to the grass above your head.

"What have you found, sister?"
"Isn't it wonderful? This elf has volunteered to be our plaything! Look at how eagerly she shows off the treasure between her legs!"

As if in response to this, your bare foot was magically jerked a few inches higher.
 
Mouth hung open in worry, I can't help but feel uneasy the way she faked her look of deep thought. This was bad, I had to find a way to break free. It felt like the rope on my head was pulling me up higher into the air. At this rate, I'd be floating in mid air. The imp girl tossed a ball of dark magic. I could feel a gentle push into my core, as everything grew dark in a twister of shadow. When it all became clear again, I found my pants missing. The cold air of exposure danced along my naked bum, as I shivered in embarrassment. Even the protective tunic I was wearing wasn't helping much to conceal me, as the cloth fluttered down along my face.

My eyes looked around to find my gear, my weapons, and supplies. Nothing was in reach, I'd have to find some way to break this rope, or fend off these sluts...wait, more?! My hands were still, as I felt my arms being held by two more imp girls. I was pretty much surrounded, on my head, and no way of fighting back.

"Sh-shut up!" I shouted, trying to look defiant to these imps. "I'm not going to be a plaything to anyone! Put me down this instant, and take me to your master." I was trying to look tough, but the quiver in my voice made me sound like a meek babe. Crap, this was just getting worse by the minute.
 
By this point, the first imp has wrapped her hands around your raised thigh, bringing her face in close to your pussy as she licked her lips. She almost seemed in a trance looking at your body. The other two were still working at the task at hand, holding your arms in place and pulling your tunic off, leaving you entirely nude. As the last of the protective material slipped effortlessly over your head and your breasts bounced free into the open air, the third imp girl answered you.

"You think we are going to do your job for you!? Master is paying you to deliver it, so do it, slut!"

Then you felt the first imp slide her tongue slowly across your womanhood. She was entirely enraptured with her eyes closed and mouth open, pressing the wet surface of her sloppy appendage against your lower lips, eagerly trying to part them and produce some of your juices. She was breathing hard, almost panting. Her tongue traced your smooth opening precisely and then hung when it reached your clit, dancing little circles around it until she closed her lips around it, beginning to alternate between sucking and nibbling on your nub. The other two imps watched her closely with frowns on their faces. For the first time, you heard in-fighting from the imps as the second one spoke up.

"Sister, what are you doing?! Master didn't-"
"Forget Master. She's still gonna get hers, now let me get mine!!!"

The lusty imp suckling your sensitive folds let up to retort, but she was still drunk with lust. She sat upright and pressed her own pussy against yours. She rested there for a few moments, pressing against you but not moving, letting out a stuttered moan of pure delight. You could feel an incredible heat coming off her crotch, not only because she was incredibly horny, but because of her demonic nature. Then she began thrusting, rubbing herself against your pussy as hard as she could, hugging your upraised leg tightly and moaning more and more.

The other two imps' breathing became labored, as they clearly grew more and more aroused, until you heard them curse under their breath and throw caution to the wind. One repositioned herself to take your left breast in her mouth and start suckling you as the other grabbed you by the hair and pressed your mouth hard right up against her dripping and throbbing pussy.
 
A shiver ran down the back of my neck, as I felt the imp draw closer to my exposed body. Escape didn't seem like an option. Her words felt odd and insulting. This bitch was having me deliver her junk, and her minions don't even have the courtesy to help me out after letting them rape me. With my leg pulled so far up above my head, and both my arms bound, struggling would prove difficult. My nipples grew stiff when exposed to the free air, my body fully naked before these demons.

With a stuttered breath, I could feel the warm wet tongue dancing along my pussy. Fuck, her movements felt amazing. My own eyes closed, as my breath shifted to a pleased moan. It was hard to resist the sensation, as the wet muscle traced along my lips. A surprised yelp escaped my throat, when I felt an intense suckling along my clit. Waves of pleasure rushed along my body, as honey began to ooze from my nether regions.

As the two demons argued, all I could do was sit and wait. The imp that was playing with me before moved her pussy to collide with mine. Heat from her body began to worm it's way up my own. It wasn't long before I felt her own lips grinding into my own. Sloppy splashes came from our meshing flesh, as fluids began dripping along the forest floor. Panted breathes peppered from my mouth, as I clutched the grass my body was resting on.

My mind was too focused on the pleasure, I hadn't even noticed my two captors growing more aroused. I yelped in surprise, as I felt the warm lips of another imp wrapped around my hardened nipple. Before I could even register what was happening, my head was shoved right into the pussy of another imp. The sweet scent of nectar wafted through my mind, though I had to resist. "N-no...stop! Let me go!" I tried to resist, shaking my head in the demon's crotch. Though my words were muffled by her moistened womanhood.
 
All three of the imps focused all their attention on your body. The one straddling your legs closed her eyes and hung her mouth open as she pleasured herself against you, grinding harder and harder against your sensitive folds, both of your clits rubbing against each other. The one at your chest couldn't keep her fingers out of herself and because she kept switching which hand was stroking her insides and which was groping the breast she wasn't suckling, she had started to smear her own juices all over the soft skin of your exposed tits. And the one holding your head against her was grinding her sopping pussy against your open mouth. Even if you were not offering any willing stimulation for her, just the strength of pushing your head against her crotch was enough to keep you from closing your mouth, so as she got wetter and wetter, most of it stained your taste buds.

As the second imp switched to sucking on your other hardened nipple, beginning to lick up her own pussy juice off your bust, the first imp moved back from your womanhood. Both of you were dripping in the other's fluids. She brought her tail around and aligned the end with your sopping opening. The jagged and sharp tip transformed into a round, smooth, and thick phallus made of hard chitin. In one silky-smooth motion, she slipped it inside your pussy as she brought her body back against yours, moving the shaft in and out of you while she continued to grind against your outer folds. You could hear her muttering to herself lustfully,

"Yeah, take it... take it in and cum for me like a good slut..."

She started thrusting the end of her tail in you faster, pressing it up against your front wall to rub your G-spot in a ruthless effort to make you shamefully orgasm for their entertainment. She reaches down and grips your clit, tweaking it for a few seconds, but then can't seem to help herself and switched to her own nub. You feel a few shudders in her pussy as it is pressed up against yours and can tell it will not be long at all until she gets off from your body. The pace of the assault picks up, the penetration and grinding nearly doubling in speed. The first imp lets go of her clit, holding your leg with both hands so she can thrust against you with the most leverage possible. Finally, the imps on your legs and mouth tense up simultaneously and you feel them go into convulsions as they spray you with their ejaculate. You are forced to swallow much of it as their gyrations finally slow to a stop against the mess on your body.
 
All this attention was starting to get to my head. With one of the imps holding my face in her pussy, I could hardly breath. The lack of oxygen was making everything feel so fuzzy. My vision was growing blurry, was I losing myself to the pleasure. More and more honey splashed from my flowerpot, as all the other girls continued to play with me.

I was losing control, my tongue started drinking in the fluids the imp on my face was dripping. Her sweet taste, like a fine ale. I yelped into her womanhood, as I felt something enter my pussy. The pumping inside felt amazing, as I purred like a relaxed kitten. Every thought in my mind was fading, any desire to carry on my mission gone. Pressure begins to build up in my tummy, I could feel the peak of delight. My body was coated in the sweet lava of pleasure, as the imps all came on top of me. With a muffled moan, I could feel my body convulse in orgasm. Honey sprayed from my pussy, as I felt the last of my strength waning. Was this really the end? Was I going to be the fuck toy of a couple of imps?
 
Once the two imps had finished and sighed in satisfaction, all three got off of your body. They were grinning among themselves and you heard one of them say, "Nice orgasm, slut. I knew you liked it." In the time following your rape, you had time for your mind to return, to sober up off the pleasure they forced you to feel, and to be embarrassed that you allowed yourself to cum from the vile creatures. The one that had been suckling your breasts prepared to mount your legs, but the first imp pulled her tail, causing her to yelp.

"What are you doing?!"
"I didn't get mine, sister. Her pussy is mine as much as yours."
"Oh no, we are done here. No time for that."

The lusty imp was the only one here, including the elf who hadn't had an orgasm and she was clearly upset about it. She look back and forth in a huff, muttering about how they defied master and she didn't even get to enjoy it, but she reluctantly moved away from you and joined the others. They were... in a hurry? The three imps moved around the clearing, collecting all of your belongings that had been scattered about. Finally, the first imp took the package you were supposed to deliver and tied a string around it, hanging it around your neck like a necklace.

"You want to prove yourself? Don't forget you still have a job to do, elf. My master is waiting for you."

There was a sound of something coming through the brush. The sound of birds being startled and flying away, a branch breaking, and something big coming toward the clearing. The imps looked in the direction of the sound, then back at you. The two satisfied imps cracked a devious smile and then faded out of existence, taking all of your belongings and remaining clothes with them. The final imp frowned, took one last look at the body she didn't get to enjoy properly, and disappeared along with her sisters. You were alone again, naked in the wood with nothing except your delivery of herbs. You wouldn't be alone for long, however. Only a few moments after they disappeared, a giant troll burst out into the clearing. He was six and a half feet tall even when hunched over, with blue skin and thick tusks. He took a look at you, with your leg still raised up and your sopping pussy fully visible. When he took his first step toward you, the magic vanished, freeing your leg.
 
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