Captivity of an Elf Slut
by The Tome of Ebon: /~Tome_of_Ebon/
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Jul 01, 2009

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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.

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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...

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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.

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