Captivity of an Elf Slut by The Tome of Ebon: /~Tome_of_Ebon/ To send feedback, visit the website above. Jul 01, 2009 ====== This story contains descriptions of an adult nature. If you are a minor or person offended by such materials, you should not read further. This story does not necessarily reflect any people or practices in the real world, and should not be taken as reality. Codes: M/F M+/F Mdom nc mc oral anal a2m scat ws ds magic va ====== The glow of campfires illuminated Gh'ourg as he stomped past the line of war-beasts tethered to the ground near the center of the Cracked Jaw encampment, a snaggle-toothed grin on his scarred face beneath what resembled a leather executioner's mask upon the upper portion of his head. The stout orc warrior ignored the growling wolf-like animals tethered there, bringing himself instead to leer down on a different animal, standing slightly apart from the others. In a different place, she might not have been ranked as an animal, though she was now, standing on her hands and knees with a sturdy black collar around her neck, an iron ring set in the front connected to the tether that held her to the ground. As Gh'ourg stepped behind her, she looked up, her smooth elven face forming a smile, a seductive come-hither look given to the great beastly warrior as she rose up a bit more to roll her ample breasts back and forth with slender fingers. The elf slut--none of the soldiers in the camp knew what her name had been, or cared, and it was doubtful she remembered it herself--moaned sexily to him, rubbing her tits as she slowly licked her crimson lips. Tits and lips that still had the sticky traces of fresh orc cum on them; it was not the first time tonight that she had been enjoyed. Gh'ourg began to remove his trousers, his heavier armor already back in one of the rough tents. His reddish beady eyes peered at the little blonde elf slut through his mask, marveling at the work that the shamans had wrought on her through their drugs and spells. Gh'ourg had not been a part of the Cracked Jaw war-band when Elf Slut had been captured, so he only knew the story that had been passed down around the campfire. Elf Slut had once been a soldier of the enemy in one of Cracked Jaw's border skirmishes, one of the strong, proud archers who rained death from the tangled pines of her tribal homeland, a brave and chaste defender of her people, ready to fight to the last. But the warriors of Cracked Jaw had broken through and knocked her unconscious, taking her captive for interrogation. Her bow and armor still sat in the war-chief's trophy chest, displayed with other significant relics of defeated enemies on the days of festival to the war-band's battle god. Elf Slut hadn't had any information of value, though, and after several days of cruel interrogation, the war-band's shaman at the time, now deceased, had decided it was time to dispose of her. Shaman Guk'matouk was wily, though, and saw that this toned sculpture of female elf-meat, fit as her body was to radiate sex if it were only properly emphasized, could be put to far more lasting use than simply food for the war-beasts. He'd turned her into the Elf Slut she was today, using his knowledge of hexes and herbs to ply her into something that would serve to bolster war-band Cracked Jaw's morale and give it greater glory of reputation. It hadn't been instantaneous; the elf had thrashed and wept deliciously against her training, green eyes gleaming with tears. She'd screamed in anguish the first time an orc cock--the shaman's own--had forced its way into her virgin elven anus and filled her bowels with hot orcish cum. She'd tried to bite the thick greasy cocks pushed into her mouth, and clawed at leathery orc-skin with her fingernails. They'd had to tie her down tightly to apply the piercings and tattooings that the shaman had devised for her. But Guk'matouk had cowed her, filling her nostrils with the mystic smoke and whispering in her elegant ear while she slept, allowing those inclined among the warriors to apply some of their own training as well. In time, she'd become what Gh'ourg saw before him now, her lovely long ears pierced with jeweled studs, their points emerging gracefully from beneath her long golden hair. She gazed up at the warrior with a haze of lust in her emerald eyes, all elvish pride drained from her expression. Her tongue snaked over lips that were kept painted and glossed in a seductive red, the formula resilient, as it had to be given the usage she was put to. Her mouth was open, offering to the thick orc-cock that stood erect before her, but when Gh'ourg did not thrust between her lips and into her throat after a few moments, she dropped back to all fours to present her rump to him. The war-beasts stirred again, their wolfish muzzles turned to look at Gh'ourg and Elf Slut, but they had long since become accustomed to the bitch in heat tethered out of their reach, and her frequent matings. The elf's cunt-lips had been pierced, and thick thongs were tied through the shining rings to shut her entrance there. Towards the front, he labia were held spread again, so that only her clit and piss-hole were left uncovered. Looking farther up, Gh'ourg once more savored the crimson tattoos on Elf Slut's pale flesh, the glyphs positioned artistically on her lower back just above the sensual curves of her ass, forming words in vulgar orcish text which could be translated as, "FUCK HERE AND CUM." A short, stout arrow pointed from beneath the words towards the cleft between her buttocks. As if Gh'ourg needed the extra encouragement. Grabbing the jar of grease from atop the post to which Elf Slut was tethered, Gh'ourg smeared his cock with it, drawing an eager moan from the elf as she raised her rump higher, offering it to him. He itched to empty his balls, and as he savored the bitch before him with eye and nose, his cock throbbed hungrily. With a savage growl of lust, Gh'ourg grabbed her ass-cheeks and spread them, revealing the red tattoo encircling the elf's anus, as if it were a target and that well-abused but still tight little pucker the bull's eye. She'd been infuriated by those tattoos, at first... but now she flexed her asshole eagerly at Gh'ourg, as if winking it at him, a gesture which she also made with her eye as she peeked over her shoulder, a sluttish grin on her lips. Gh'ourg mounted her with an eager growl, his thick, throbbing cock slamming into her bowels, and no amount of the elf's drugging and training prevented her from curling her full, painted lips in a grimace that revealed her white teeth, a low "nnnnnnngggh..." of pain escaping her. Soon enough, though, the conditioning returned to her mind and she began to push back against his powerful thrusts, letting his massive orc-cock hilt in her rectum, her petite body shuddering with pain and brainwashed pleasure. Long ears flicked as the massive orc plowed her bowels, each stroke inside the skintight sheath of her rectum giving Gh'ourg exquisite pleasure, fueling his desire to fuck her deeper, harder. His bare, leathery hips slapped obscenely against silken-perfect elf skin, his greased shaft reaming that little elven asshole into a wide "o" around its girth. Reaching under her, Gh'ourg grabbed Elf Slut's swaying tits, flaking the crust of dried cum off of them as he squeezed hard, drawing another yelp from between her shining lips. "Yesss... you fucking whore..." he growled in an orcish dialect, pushing into her to the hilt as he squeezed her nipples hard, the elf's pain and pleasure melting together in her drugged mind as she arched sensually under him, her anus clenching and flexing, milking at that mighty orc-cock as the muscular beast had his way with her, sweat beading on his dark, hairy hide as he pumped into her smooth female body. "You love that big cock in your little elven stink-hole." he growled in his deep rough voice, bending to lick her ear with a large slimy tongue, bristles of his sparse facial hair scuffing at her skin. Elf Slut knew enough orcish at this point to nod and moan enthusiastically, rolling her shoulders sensually, all the while clenching and fluttering her 'elven stink-hole' on the thick invading shaft that she had been conditioned against her will to welcome, the proper elven revulsion against doing such a thing with an orc worn down and subverted by Guk'matouk's training. Each feline arch and flex of her elven body, each clasp of her tight anus drenched Gh'ourg in carnal pleasure as he pounded into her, growling with lust as he grabbed her silken mass of golden hair with one hand, pulling and making her moan and mewl in response, her bejeweled ears flicking rapidly with excitement at being handled so by a strong orc male. Moving both hands to Elf Slut's hair to grab it like reins, Gh'ourg pounded that delectable ass with all his might, sending the veiny, throbbing length of his dark cock deep into the pleasuring embrace of her tight elven rectum. The ring of her collar jingled as the vigor of their fucking made the tether shake, and Gh'ourg grinned, savoring every moment as he pounded his thick cock into soft, sensual elf-meat, marveling at how much more pleasurable she was than any orc-bitch he had taken between wars. He thought he'd never tire of pounding the enslaved elf's skintight, unwashed asshole like this every time he needed to dump his cum, and wondered idly if the warband might capture more elves in his lifetime. Orc and elf both panted like animals in the heat of their rutting, the Elf Slut using every bit of her training to make her anus please the warrior as much as possible, just as she had been conditioned to. Resistance barely crossed her mind any more, dim flickers of shattered pride through the haze of wanton craving, amounting to little more than a sharper wince from time to time as her asshole was reamed by massive orc-cock. The orc's heavy balls swayed, their hairy sac tightening as pleasure coursed up his spine, closer and closer to release. Growling, Gh'ourg grabbed the elf's hair closer to the scalp, holding her like that with a dominant snarl. Arching his back and rolling his eyes, Gh'ourg pulled back hard on Elf Slut's hair as he roared out his ecstasy, his massive cock heaving and throbbing as great gushes of seed splattered into the bowels of the little elven cumbucket. The feel of hot seed jetting into her rectum triggered the response that had been hammered into her during her training, and her melodic voice rang out in wails of orgasm as her anus spasmed around the warrior's cock as if to milk it of every last drop of his cum. "You filthy fucking whore." Gh'ourg panted between hot breaths, "You love me to cum up that tight little stink-hole." "Yes, yes, yes!" Elf Slut replied in her elven-accented orcish, one of the few things she ever said anymore--gone where the days of shouting "Stop!" and "Don't you dare!" and "I'll see you slain, you swine!" in elvish. Gone, too, was any resistance to the ritual the orcs enjoyed humiliating her with after using her ass for pleasure--though they still loved it even when her blushes and raging indignation were gone. Yanking his cock from the elf's sweet asshole, he let her turn to see the sight of that massive veiny orc-shaft throbbing in front of her, befouled with a thin layer of grease, orc seed and elven shit. Immediately, her lips engulfed Gh'ourg's filthy cock, tasting his flavor and her own intermingled over the steely shaft, the taste sending another wave of harshly-conditioned pleasure through her. "Mmmmmm...!" she purred with delight, licking him clean with her nimble tongue. The savage orc rumbled and caressed her silken hair as she gulped shit and spunk off his cock, the elf showing as much eagerness as she had once shown revulsion, the thongs barring her cunt from use dripping with her juices. Her soft tongue laved over Gh'ourg's leathery, veiny cock until not a drop of filth remained, suckling it a little longer before drawing her ruby lips off of it with a lewd pop and grinning up at him. Gh'ourg gave her a hard smack on the ass with his meaty palm and a rumble of "That's a good elf whore." as reward. With a grin on his face and a happy rumble in his throat he strode off towards his tent, bare cock shining with the elf's saliva. He was barely out of Elf Slut's sight when the clank of armor nearby made her turn her head, a smile spreading her ruby lips as she saw Za'goushtr striding towards her, disrobing the last of his armor except for the gladiator helmet that hid his bestial face from view... --- The daily relieving of Elf Slut's bowels had also become a ritual among the raucous war-band, whenever they were not required to be on such high battle-alert as to forgo it to let her defecate in relative peace. Crawling on all fours, Elf Slut was brought to the center of the camp by war-chief Thag'rhonduz and shaman Perek'toush, the other orcs bowing to the war-chief and shaman as they approached, before lust-filled eyes of red or feral gold turned upon the animal that they led. Elf Slut's green eyes gazed up at each savage orcish face, her effaced mind filled with desire as she examined the cruel and coarse features of each, arousal tickling her where she would once have felt revulsion and hate. There was not an orc there whose cock had not filled her rectum and despoiled her mouth--she was the only female the war-band carried with them, and served as cumbucket to every hot-blooded warrior there. Guided over the bowl that had been set upon the ground, Elf Slut rose from her hands and knees into a squat, a moan passing her painted lips as her hips began to gyrate sensually, her taut and shapely ass quivering with the need to empty her rectum. With an initial moan, a hot stream of elven piss arced from her bound pussy, pattering on the dry earth of the encampment, drawing leers and catcalls from the gathered orcs. Moaning again, Elf Slut bucked her hips, her retrained mind so conditioned to anal eroticism that even the feel of relieving her full bowels sent shudders of pleasure up her spine well beyond simple relief. Reaching to her bound cunt, she began to stroke her clit wildly, moaning with pleasure as she wriggled above the bowl. Under the eagerly watchful eyes of the savage orcs, her anus slowly flexed open, dripping orcish cum, and her shit slid smoothly down into the bowl, one large, smooth piece, packed down at one end by the hammering of lustful orc-cocks and covered with the slimy fertile goo from their pleasure. Her ass bobbed once, twice in muted echo of riding a cock, and her anus slowly closed and clenched a few times before she lowered herself on all fours before the bowl, her rump raised. Thag'rhonduz' greased cock was immediately thrust into her asshole, his snaggletoothed mouth watering as the massive war-chief began to assfuck Elf Slut before even giving her a chance to clean herself, to the cheering and jibing of the warriors. She moaned, rocked by the massive, hard-muscled veteran orc, his hairy stomach and hips pounding her silken ass. "Fuck her stink-hole!" cheered the warriors, "Pound her hard!" Orcs were sliding out of trousers and armor to seize their swelling cocks, jacking themselves eagerly as they watched the spectacle and hoped for their own turn in Elf Slut's rectum to come soon. Despite the distractions, she still lowered her face to the bowl and began licking up the semen of orcs that had flooded her rectum, the scent that filled her nose reminding her of sucking their cocks clean after they had fucked her. Lips and tongue that had once sung elven war hymns now delicately licked and sucked the orc-cum off of her own shit, swallowing every drop of congealed white spunk until only shit remained. The orcs might have made her eat that too, for the sake of her humiliation, had not the shamans advised strongly against it. "Shit-licking whore! Cum-hungry elven cunt!" came the jeers of the orcs, their steely cocks in hand, some holding back for a turn in her ass, others settling for crowding around in readiness to splatter her face and back with spunk upon reaching release. Once the bowl was removed from her presence, she settled into the conditioned pleasure of being so savagely assfucked, the pain of massive orc-cocks stretching her anus met with gusto, her eyes shining with lust as she grabbed for the erections that crowded around her, each impatiently waiting their turn. Orcs pinched her ears and tugged her hair, growling insults or vulgar praise for her sensual elven body, all of which she lapped up with animal delight. After Thag'rhonduz had filled her with twisted pleasure by blasting his cum into her freshly-emptied rectum, he moved to her mouth to be cleaned. Perek'toush entered her next, his wizened body still virile thanks to his foul potions. He hammered her roughly, digging his sharp nails into her shoulders so that she wailed louder as the ancient grey-bearded orc reamed her, and soon they came, the shaman adding his own seed to the pool. Each orc who wished to empty his balls used her in turn, and she was slut to all of them, cooing and purring as they reamed her elven asshole and filled her with their hot spunk until it ran down her thighs. Once the growling and jostling to fuck their Elf Slut's freshly emptied rectum had ceased, the orcs raised her to a kneeling position, using her silky golden hair as a handle. She was panting, sweat-soaked as she gazed at them through a pleasured haze, delighted to be so thoroughly fucked, the voice of the proud elf that screamed in anguish at being used in such a way by these savages seeming unimaginably distant. Raising his cock in one rough calloused hand, one of the warriors came forward and with a moan of relief on his savage, tattooed face he let a stream of reeking orc-piss pour over Elf Slut's face, washing the cum and shit from her lips as it streamed down her skin. Others joined in, drenching her in their piss as she shut her eyes tight against the sting. She sputtered with the first streams of piss, then her mouth lolled open playfully, tongue flicking and catching drops of the shower as if they were raindrops. The orcs laughed and insulted her as they relieved themselves on their elven toilet, feral beast-warriors marking her with their scent, announcing that she was property to each and every one of them. Finally she was walked back to be tethered with the other animals, the stench of orcish cum and piss clinging about her, drawing curious sniffs from the war-beasts who were kept just far enough away from her that they could not reach her. Settling on the ground, she closed her eyes to rest, knowing that the stink would be left to sink into her for a while before the shaman would come to douse her with cold water, feed her, dose her with smoke, and freshen the paint on her lips. And then the warriors would start coming again, seeking to enjoy her some more. Her piss and cum soaked ass quivered with anticipation, barely able to contain the eagerness to serve once more. =====