DRAGONLANCE:

LAURANA'S CAPTIVITY

Laurana's blonde-maned head bobbed up and down limply as the death knight, Lord Soth, carried her up the desolate mountain. The elf maiden's skin was deathly pale and cold as the invisible hands of the undead creature absorbed her body's warmth. Lord Soth held the unconscious elf woman close to his armored chest, his flame red eyes darted occasionally down to glimpse the heart-achingly beautiful female.

Eventually the death knight reached the bridge that spanned the deep gulf to his home, Dargaard Keep. Skeleton warriors silently patrolled the battlements as Lord Soth carried his prisoner past the main gates into the dark open courtyard beyond. The death knight entered the Keep, emerging into the huge circular entry hall with its broken chandelier on the floor and the scorched stain that marked the place of his elven wife's death during the Cataclysm. Soth stared quietly at the death mark for some time, then looked down at the senseless elf maiden that now lay within his power. Although he no longer had lips, Lord Soth smiled with grim pleasure, then resumed his march to a staircase that descended to the dungeons of the Keep.

Lord Soth entered the large torture chamber of the dungeon, then carefully laid Laurana's body on a rack. Soth effortlessly summoned fire to light the many torches lining the walls of the room, then bent down to remove Laurana's silver armor, unfastening each piece with relish, savoring each erotic moment as he bared the elf maiden's body for his amusement. Slowly, Lord Soth raised the unconscious woman's arms above her head, fastening her slim wrists into tight iron manacles. The death knight straightened Laurana's long, slim legs, then bound her ankles with identical restraints. Naked and bound, Laurana was a sensual dream to Soth as he slid his unseen hands over her pale, blue-white flesh, caressing her flat stomach and ripe, full-formed breasts. The intense cold and numbness of Lord Soth's touch jarred Laurana from her unconsciousness, forcing her to open her wide, blue eyes and gaze up into the armored visage of the death knight.

"Soth!" gasped Laurana in horror, her bare breasts heaving as she struggled to suck in more air. The naked elf maiden trembled at the sight of the death knight, then glanced down in shock at the state of her undress.

"What are you doing? Release me!" shouted Laurana indignantly, her skin flushed with embarrassment.

"You are my prisoner, your highness," rumbled Lord Soth mockingly. "You will be held here for a time, then you will be taken to Neraka, to await the Dark Queen's pleasure."

"You may kill me, but the Knights of Solamnia will still defeat the Dragon armies," spat Laurana acidly.

"The Dragon armies do not concern me, only you," hissed Soth as he bent close to the prone elf woman, tracing her blue lips with a ghostly finger. Laurana shivered from his touch, her nude body quivering uncontrollably from the cold temperature of the room.

"Shall I warm you?" teased Lord Soth as he laid his right hand on Laurana's stomach, then invoked a Shocking Grasp spell, sending arcs of electricity coursing over the elf maiden's form.

Laurana screamed with pain, her eyes wide as saucers as the energy made her nerves burn in agony. Soth ceased the spell, then watched as Laurana gasped for breath, a thin sheet of sweat glistening on her alabaster flesh. The death knight walked silently to a burning brazier then removed a red glowing poker. Laurana turned her head to watch Soth, her lips trembling as the death knight drew near and slid the red-hot poker across the side of her belly. The elf woman screamed again, tears welling in her beautiful, sky-blue eyes as her skin charred and smoked from the heat. Laurana struggled in her bonds, her wrists and ankles writhed in the manacles that bit painfully into her soft skin.

"Are you warmer now?" inquired Soth politely.

"Fuck you, undead monster," replied Laurana through clenched teeth.

Lord Soth chuckled at Laurana's defiant tone, then moved his arm to turn the rack wheel, tightening the chains attached to the naked elf woman's wrists and ankles. Laurana remained stubbornly silent at first, then gasped softly as the pain grew. After several more turns, Laurana whimpered softly, her eyes pressed shut with agony as she fought to remain quiet. Lord Soth halted his wheel turning, then moved back to Laurana's side, watching her lovely face contort with pain. Casually, the death knight slapped Laurana across the face, then slapped her again until a trickle of blood dripped from her torn lip. Laurana stared up at Lord Soth with hate burning in her eyes, her teeth clenched to keep from yelling.

Tiring of the rack, Lord Soth removed Laurana's manacles, then pulled her to her feet. The elf maiden's legs shook with weakness as Soth dragged her to a wooden frame, then bound her wrists and ankles in leather restraints. Laurana hung in her bonds, her golden hair sticky with sweat as it clung to her bare back and shoulders. The elf maiden's breasts were firm and round as they thrust forward with each pant of her lungs. Lord Soth stood behind Laurana admiring her taut, shapely ass, so much like his dead wife's. The death knight took a whip from a nearby table, then lashed Laurana's back, marring the marble smooth skin with an angry red welt. Laurana didn't cry out from the first lash, but screamed after twenty more. The elf maiden trembled in her restraints after thirty, her whole body flushed and dripping perspiration as her back muscles flared with agony.

Watching Laurana's naked body writhe and contort from his painful caresses stirred desires in Lord Soth that had lain dormant for years. Snarling with reborn lust, Soth stomped irresistibly towards the bound elf woman, then removed his rusted codpiece. Laurana's head dangled against her chest, her pain-filled brain unaware as the death knight grasped her hips then shoved his unseen cock into her quivering pussy. Laurana moaned softly, helplessly, as Soth fucked her cunt with his invisible member, the long pole punching through her vagina into her empty stomach, the force of his gyrations pushing her hips and crotch forward.

"Please…stop," begged Laurana as her tits bounced up and down, her body shaking with each thrust of Soth's cock into her tight slit.

"I know you like it, elf whore," groaned Soth as he rammed his tool against her tight ass. "I can feel your cunt sucking on my meat."

"No, no," moaned Laurana before she sucked her lower lip, her pussy growing hot as her tormenter pushed deep into her hungry womb. Meaty thumps echoed within the torture chamber while Soth fucked Laurana's pussy, honey dripping from her pink snatch, trailing down her firm thighs as she moaned louder with each ram of the death knight's cock.

"Yes, you are a little whore. The Golden General is nothing but a slut aching for a cock up her cunt," taunted Soth while he grasped Laurana's tits in his cold, ethereal hands and squeezed them painfully.

Laurana groaned loudly, biting her torn lip as she threw back her mass of golden hair and squeezed her eyes shut in protest to the pleasant warmth emanating from her filled pussy. The elf woman's body arched gracefully, her torso thrust forward, her breasts squirming within Soth's grasp while her buttocks pushed backwards, grinding against the armored knight's crotch as his iron-hard pole rammed into her clenching slit. Laurana gyrated erotically in her wrist manacles, her head hanging down as her body rubbed against the death knight's, his cold armor tingling her warm, bare flesh, cooling her flushed skin as he slid between her legs, filling her vagina with his undead spear of ice

Attracted by Laurana's sensual moans, four skeleton warriors entered the torture chamber, their empty eye sockets riveted on the tableau of their lord raping a living elf maiden. Pounding his cock into Laurana's warm cunt, Soth turned at the sound of his henchmen's approach, his burning eyes glimmering with pleasure at the sight of his troops.

"We have an audience now, my lady," whispered Lord Soth huskily.

Laurana opened her tear-filled eyes, then turned her head to catch a glimpse of the undead soldiers gawking at her sexual humiliation.

"Shall we allow them to enjoy you as well?" suggested Soth maliciously.

"No! Please, stop it!" yelled Laurana as fresh tears slid down her wet cheeks.

"I think they want to sample your warm flesh as I am," murmured Soth while he slid ice-cold hands down her bare stomach.

Laurana sobbed as Lord Soth pulled out of her pussy, then slowly unfastened her restraints. The naked elf woman fell limply onto the cold, stone floor, then looked up in ravaged resignation as the four skeleton warriors marched towards her. Lord Soth backed up against a wall and watched with cruel pleasure while his minions seized Laurana and forced her onto her back. The elf maiden struggled vainly, her arms and legs trembling with fatigue and weakness as a skeleton knelt on either side of her and held her wrists and ankles down in a bony grip. One skeleton knelt near Laurana's head, stroking her sweat-slick hair with bony fingers, then sliding a digit across her full, blue lips. Laurana moaned with disgust when the skeleton warrior bent down, rubbing his bleached skull mouth and teeth against her own mouth until her lips parted, allowing his teeth to rub against hers.

A second undead warrior knelt between her outspread legs, his skeletal hands rubbing up her inner thighs, then fondling the moist flesh of her pink labia. Laurana sobbed in revulsion while the undead creatures around her pawed and violated her lush, naked body. The skeleton warrior near Laurana's pussy grasped his sheathed sword, then slid the long pommel into her cunt, pushing the cold metal deep into her wet vagina. Following the other undead's lead, the warrior kneeling beside Laurana's head took his sheathed dagger and forced the dry leather into the elf woman's mouth.

Laurana moaned in protest, her blue eyes wide and glimmering with tears as she was forced to suck on the sheathed dagger, the hard shaft filling her throat until she was gagging loudly. The skeleton warriors holding Laurana down reached out with their cold, bony hands to caress her smooth, warm skin and fondle her heaving milk jugs. They squeezed the soft melons tightly, deforming their soft curves while pinching her nipples until they turned purple with bruising. Laurana's bent legs trembled with each thrust of the long sword's pommel, the metal hilt slamming into her cunt lips as the unforgiving shaft rammed into her belly, sliding past the honey-slick walls of her quivering vagina. Laurana's lips surrounded the sheath of the skeleton warrior's dagger, her soft, sensuous mouth caressing and sucking on the musky leather wantonly.

Despite the abuse, Laurana's naked body shivered with an approaching orgasm, her cunt shuddering in biological ecstasy as the erotic stimulation of the sword pommel made the elf maiden cum like a harlot, hot juices gushing from her womb to drench the blade hilt and coat her quivering, bare thighs.

Lord Soth dismissed his warriors with a sharp gesture, then moved to stand next to Laurana, who lay shaking upon the stone floor, her legs drawn up against her stomach while her arms wrapped around her naked, abused breasts.

"Your body betrayed your noble protestations," hissed Soth while he brushed stray locks of golden hair from the beautiful elf maiden's face. "You want me to believe that you are a princess, a woman of noble blood from the house of Qualinesti, the Golden General, the victor of the High Clerist's Tower. You're nothing but a cheap whore pretending to be someone she isn't. Tonight's revel was nothing compared to what awaits you in Neraka, you'll be giving blowjobs to regiments of draconians within a month. You'll become a camp slut, a fuck toy to be ravished by every soldier of the Dragon army."

Lord Soth cupped Laurana's chin, raising her head until the bleary-eyed elf woman weakly glanced into his burning eyes.

"And you know what? I think you'll enjoy becoming a whore," murmured Soth before he slammed his fist against Laurana's head, smashing her rape tormented brain into unconsciousness.

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Laurana awoke to a view of clear night sky, as the blue dragon beneath her settled to the ground. The draconian soldier riding the dragon looked down upon her naked, bound form, then hissed maliciously until two more draconians moved forward to lower her body from the saddle harness. Laurana stumbled to her feet, then gasped in horror as she beheld the Temple of Darkness. Two looming Flying Citadels hovered over the twisted, obsidian towers that rose from the corrupted temple. The draconians at her sides took her arms, then dragged her towards the screeching gates of the black edifice. Guards patrolling the courtyard shouted lewd, suggestive comments while the nude elf woman was pulled up a short staircase to the beckoning darkness of the temple portals.

Laurana wrinkled her nose at the stench of strong incense that assaulted her nostrils. The guards led her through an audience chamber to a spiraling staircase, then descended to the underground caverns. Twisting down several passageways smoothed out by slaves, the guards and their charge finally entered the dungeon quarter, where a burly ogre jail keeper took Laurana's leather-bound wrists and led her down a long passage lined with cell doors until he reached one to her left. Pulling the heavy iron door open, the ogre hurled Laurana inside, then slammed the portal shut behind her, abandoning her to darkness. Laurana heard the ogre's loud barks of mirth as he walked back to his post. Shivering with fear and cold, Laurana sat in a far corner of the small cell and hugged her limbs close to her body, grinding her teeth until sleep overcame her anxiety.

Days passed uneventfully with no food or water until Laurana was jarred awake by a bucketful of water splashed across her naked flesh. The elf woman licked the precious water from her lips and chin as two draconian soldiers slid into the room and picked her up from her limp position on the floor.

Laurana was weak with hunger and thirst, her body light and effortless to carry as the two guards dragged her to the chambers of the Inquisitor. The draconians dropped her within a spartan, warm study, then departed silently to guard the door from outside. Laurana lay prone upon the carpeted floor, drinking in the warmth and the soft light of several candles positioned on the study's desk and in iron-wrought stands. A second door lay closed on the opposite wall until a tall, richly robed human entered with a tray of fresh bread, fruit, and a clay jug. The human male set the tray carefully on the desk, then moved to relax within the room's only chair. Laurana gazed longingly at the displayed food, but hesitated to watch her new captor.

"The stories are true, the Golden General is very beautiful," smiled the pale, sharp-featured human brightly.

"Who are you?" croaked Laurana with her dry, raw throat.

"I am the Grand Inquisitor of the Dark Queen," replied the man proudly. "It will be my task to break you."

"I will never break," swore Laurana.

"They always say that," chuckled the Inquisitor as he produced a cup to pour himself some water from the jug. Laurana's eyes grew wide as she stared at the clear, tempting liquid. The Inquisitor drank slowly, savoring the water, then set the cup down nearby. Laurana edged closer to the desk, her bare legs sliding forward until she could almost reach the desk's corner.

"You look hungry. Please, help yourself," offered the Inquisitor with a wave of his hand.

Laurana shot forward, seizing a ripe apple with both hands, then dropping it as indescribable agony ripped through her body. The Inquisitor smiled cruelly as the elf woman writhed on the floor, her muscles spasming as waves of pain slid over her. In a heartbeat, the pain was gone, while the human watched Laurana avidly. The elf woman sat up, then glared at the Inquisitor with hate.

"I don't like that expression, it isn't very respectful," whispered the Inquisitor before a fresh torrent of pain flared within Laurana.

The blonde elf screamed, her blood boiling from the human's dark magic. The Inquisitor rose smoothly to his feet, then walked to where Laurana lay quivering in anguish. He pulled the elf woman's head up by the hair, then slapped her repeatedly across her lovely face. Blood trickled from a cut lip as the Inquisitor slammed her head into the floor, then kicked her roughly in the stomach. Laurana coughed, her lungs desperate for air while the human returned to his seat behind the desk.

"Now, what do you say?" asked the Inquisitor calmly.

"Please, may I have some food?" moaned Laurana as she blushed with shame.

"Of course. That's better," smiled the Inquisitor with pleasure.

Laurana dragged herself to the desk, then picked up the apple she had discarded. She bit the skin tentatively, then consumed the fruit ravenously when nothing hurt her. The Inquisitor laughed in amusement as he watched the naked elf woman devour all of the food on the tray like a starved animal. Laurana slurped water out of the clay jug, allowing a trickle of liquid to slip down her chin and between her bare breasts.

"And now, for dessert," said the Inquisitor before he pulled his robes aside from his crotch, revealing his bare cock to the elf.

"No, please," begged Laurana as she hastily backed away from the desk.

"It's only fair, a good meal for a good blowjob," replied the Inquisitor.

"I'm a soldier in an army, not some camp whore," spat Laurana.

"Ah, but you will be, I promise you," nodded the human while he stared intently into Laurana's eyes.

Laurana screamed as her brain flared with agony, her vision blurring red while she clutched her skull and fell to the floor. The Inquisitor jumped from his chair, then picked up a melting candle before approaching the weeping elf woman. Slowly, with great relish, the Inquisitor dripped hot wax over Laurana's breasts, summoning fresh screams of torment as the scalding liquid poured down her cleavage to her trembling belly. The Inquisitor grabbed the naked woman's left arm, then brushed the candle flame across her skin, making her yell with pain as her pale, smooth skin crisped under the fire. The human deeply inhaled the scent of Laurana's burning flesh, then slapped her hard across the face. Laurana lay limply on her side, her breasts caked with drying wax as she cradled her singed arm.

"Now, will you suck my cock, or do you want to enjoy some more pain?" inquired the Inquisitor as he returned to his chair.

Laurana sobbed quietly, then wiped the tears from her blue eyes before crawling forward to where the human waited. The Inquisitor spread his legs apart for the elf woman, then uncovered his now hard member. As a fresh stream of tears slid from her eyes, Laurana bent down to press her lips over the tip of the Inquisitor's cock, her mouth trembling with self-loathing as she let the shaft slide inside her warm throat. The Inquisitor hissed with pleasure then began to slowly pump his cock up and down within Laurana's soft lips. Tasting the human's hot, musky flesh, Laurana started sucking on the meat pole, her tongue caressing the engorged member as it thrust far into her throat.

"Yess, that's my little whore," smiled the Inquisitor as he humped back and forth, ramming his tool into the yielding elf woman's orifice. Laurana's lips spread farther apart as the cock grew bigger with arousal, her small jaws straining to contain the bloated penis that filled her feminine mouth. The Inquisitor grunted while he grabbed Laurana's head and forced his cock deeper into her throat, the meat making her gag as it clogged her esophagus.

The Inquisitor removed his saliva-coated cock from Laurana's sensuous mouth, then he stood up before pulling the naked elf woman to her feet and slamming her belly first over the top of the desk. Grabbing a fresh apple, the human thrust the fruit into Laurana's mouth until she moaned in protest. The Inquisitor took both of Laurana's arms and bound them together behind her back with his silk rope belt, then he spread her legs apart, exposing her blonde-tufted cunt. The Inquisitor rubbed his dripping cock up and down Laurana's tender pussy, then he slowly slid it inside, reveling the tight feel of her vagina around his tool.

Laurana groaned in protest, the apple between her moist lips muffling her voice while the Inquisitor began humping her ass, his large cock ramming deep into her belly. The elf woman closed her moist eyes as her hips jerked with each thrust of the human's crotch. The Inquisitor slid his hands across Laurana's bare back, caressing her smooth skin, then leaned down to lick her shoulder blades. He nuzzled the elf woman's long, blonde hair, then painfully bit one of her pointed ears. Laurana lay trapped upon the desktop, her legs spread apart lewdly as her tormentor shoved his manhood between her round, firm buttocks. The elf woman's pussy squished when the Inquisitor slammed his cock into her slit, her honey lubricating the shaft as it sought the warm depths of her womb. The human slid his hands under Laurana, grabbing her pressed tits, then fondling the soft mounds with his long, claw-like fingers. Laurana moaned helplessly, her teeth biting deep into the soft apple, unable to dislodge it from her mouth as she felt the human violate her pussy, felt him caress her supple ass as he pumped his foul, human seed into her moist depths.

The Inquisitor orgasmed with a moan, pulling out his cock so his cum could spurt over Laurana's ass and back. He pulled Laurana off the desk by her hair, then forced her onto her knees.

"Lick it," ordered the Inquisitor as Laurana stared at his dripping penis in disgust.

"No," said Laurana with defiance flashing in her eyes.

"Fucking bitch!" spat the Inquisitor before he slapped her across the face, then pulled her back up by the hair. "Lick it clean!"

"Fuck you!" screamed Laurana hatefully.

"That's it!" snarled the Inquisitor before he took Laurana's wrist and dragged her out the door he had entered from.

The smell of fear, blood, and unwashed flesh made Laurana grimace as she was pulled into the Inquisitor's torture chamber. The elf woman gazed around in terror at the many instruments of pain strewn about the room. Two naked females were chained to one of the walls, one was a black-haired elf girl, the other was a human in her early twenties with long, red tresses.

The Inquisitor pulled Laurana to a large, gear-driven machine with a canted seat in the center. The human thrust Laurana into the chair, then fastened her wrists and ankles with leather straps. The Inquisitor locked a thick, metal collar attached to the chair around the elf woman's fragile neck, then fastened a rubber ball gag in her mouth. Laurana struggled vainly in her bonds, her skin drenched with the sweat of her struggles and the oppressive heat of the room. The Inquisitor smiled maliciously while he pulled a long switch, releasing the device's gears into motion.

A large, polished, metal dildo emerged from between Laurana's outspread legs and shoved itself into her sore pussy. Laurana screamed into her gag as a second probe punched into her virgin anus. The device's gears rotated faster, making the phallic probes within Laurana pump faster and faster. The elf woman moaned with each probing thrust, the dildo in her pussy soon drenched in her fluids as it slid in and out of her slick cunt. Laurana's eyes glazed as the minutes dragged on, the Inquisitor giggling with insane amusement as the fuck machine rammed into her holes again and again. Fresh juices flowed freely from Laurana's gorgeous pussy, covering her inner thighs as they gushed over the seat to the stained, rock floor. Saliva dripped down Laurana's chin around the ball gag, her groans of pain mixed with unconscious pleasure while the two stiff probes obscenely assaulted her crotch and ass.

The Inquisitor moved close to the bound, ravaged elf woman, then tilted the chair she sat in until her head was level to his cock. Uncovering his cum-stained member, the Inquisitor removed Laurana's mouth gag, then rubbed his tool across her pursed, quivering lips.

"Lick it, elf whore," whispered the Inquisitor.

Dazed by lust and the shame of her violation, Laurana stuck out her small, pink tongue, then began licking her almost dry juices and the human's crusty cum from the limp, hanging penis. The Inquisitor groaned with pleasure, reaching out to cup and squeeze Laurana's hanging, panting breasts while she continued to lick up and down his hardening member. Laurana's hips jerked violently as the fuck machine continued to speed up by increments, the two probes increasing the number of penetrations as they slammed into her wet slit and tight asshole. The elf woman cried out, her naked body shaking from the overpowering dildo attack.

Laurana's sweat-soaked blonde hair fell down her shoulders, draping her beautiful face as she desperately attempted to clean the cum from the Inquisitor's cock with her mouth before the fuck machine tore her pussy apart. Just as the dildo fucking her cunt threatened to punch through her belly, the Inquisitor shut off the device, which slowly removed the probes from her body and slid them back beneath her chair. Laurana sat limply in the fuck device chair, the seat drenched with her juices and sweat, her back plastered to the surface behind her. The elf woman's cunt lips hung wide and loose, trickles of honey dripping down to pool on the floor.

"You did well today, my lovely slut," smiled the Inquisitor as he cupped Laurana's chin and gazed into her exhausted, glazed eyes. "Tomorrow our session will be more intense."

Laurana moaned a weak protest while the Inquisitor released her from the chair, then half-carried her to a waiting set of manacles near the other two naked young women. Standing without a word, Laurana allowed the human to manacle her arms above her head, her naked tits heaving as her abused lungs fought for fresh air. The Inquisitor gazed up and down Laurana's nude, lush, raped body, then he pressed his lips against her slack mouth, savoring the taste of her moist skin.

"You shall be mine before the Highlords take you, and I will have you in every conceivable way," promised the Inquisitor with burning lust in his narrow, grey eyes.

Laurana slumped wearily in her manacles, her heart filled with despair as she watched the human extinguish the lights, plunging the three female prisoners into soul- sucking blackness.

A human officer rushed out into the brightening dawn as a rider dismounted from a large, sinuous blue dragon. The officer knelt respectfully as the rider walked forward and pulled off her ornate dragonhelm.

"Is the elf bitch here?" asked the female warrior tersely.

"Yes, mistress. The Inquisitor has her now," replied the officer quickly.

"Poor girl. Still, she should be more compliant now," remarked Kitiara with a cruel grin as she combed her short, curly black hair with a gloved hand.

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Laurana was led into Kitiara's chambers by two draconians, who prodded her inside with their razor-sharp sabers. The iron door slammed shut behind her, allowing the elf woman time to examine the plush furnishings of the Dragon Highlord's suite. Rich tapestries hung from the stone walls, while polished gold and silver braziers wafted sweet smelling incense into the air as they illuminated the chamber. Kitiara swayed gracefully into the room wearing a sheer, deep blue robe.

"Ah, the Golden General has come to pay me a call. I am truly honored," grinned Kitiara sardonically as she performed a short bow at the waist. "Come, I've had a long journey and I wish to relax with pleasant company."

Clutching her trembling hands to her stomach, Laurana followed Kitiara into a round, marble-sheened bath chamber. Warm, steaming water filled a huge inset bathtub as more candles lent the room a sultry, dreamy glow.

"One of the things that I hate about campaigns is the sweat and dirt that accumulates on your skin, I've never gotten used to it," remarked Kitiara before she let her robe fall from her slim, wiry body. She walked slowly into the warm water, hissing with pleasure as the liquid invigorated her tired muscles. Kitiara sat on an inset step, moving her long legs within the pool, creating gentle currents that lapped against her flat belly.

"Come over here and wash my back, Laurana," ordered Kitiara softly.

Hesitantly, the elf woman moved to where the Highlord reclined, kneeling on the hem of her soiled shift before she grabbed a wash cloth to bathe her captor's smooth back. Laurana slid the wet cloth over Kitiara's skin, wiping the dried sweat and dirt away until the woman's flesh was pink and creamy.

"Lower," whispered Kitiara huskily.

Laurana slowly slid her hands further down, rubbing Kitiara's waist and the upper edge of her buttocks while she gritted her teeth in humiliation. Kitiara smiled smugly to herself, enjoying the feel of the elf woman's delicate hands on her body. Moving away from the edge of the pool, Kitiara turned to face the blushing elf woman, beckoning her forward with a long-nailed hand.

"Come in and wash my front," commanded Kitiara with an evil gleam in her eyes.

"Dragon Highlord, please don't," begged Laurana softly, her face gazing down at the pool's surface in fear.

"This is not a request, Laurana. Come in here or return to the affections of the Grand Inquisitor," smiled Kitiara malevolently.

Choking back tears of self-disgust, Laurana descended into the bath, her shift clinging to her thin frame as it became drenched with water. Kitiara smiled encouragement, licking her full, red lips as she watched Tanis' lover obey her commands. Laurana halted just in front of Kitiara, then looked up at the cruel Highlord with huge, blue eyes.

"Wash my breasts," ordered Kitiara.

Laurana swallowed with revulsion then slowly raised the wash cloth, tentatively caressing Kitiara's small, firm tits.

"Use your hands," said the Highlord.

The wet elf woman discarded the cloth, then began dropping water over Kitiara's breasts with her small hands. Kitiara grabbed Laurana's wrists, then forced her hands onto the pert mounds, making the reluctant female touch and fondle the warm orbs. Laurana bit her tongue painfully as she slid her hands over her captor's tits in slow, circular motions, cupping the soft melons until the brown nipples were hard with arousal. Kitiara pulled Laurana's body intimately close, squeezing the elf's ass hard while she nuzzled the slave girl's long, blonde hair.

"So sweet, so ripe," murmured Kitiara before she playfully bit Laurana's delicate, pointed ear. Laurana gasped in shock, then gasped again when she felt Kitiara slide a hand between her upper thighs.

"Kitiara, please. If you care about Tanis at all," moaned Laurana while tears pooled within her eyes.

"Never say his name, bitch!" spat Kitiara before she slapped Laurana hard across the face. Laurana sobbed as she fell into the water, blood escaping from her lip to stain the surface of the pool. Kitiara pulled her up by the hair then dragged her back to the edge of the bath. The Highlord sat heavily on one of the pool steps, then spread her bare legs apart.

"Suck my pussy, whore," snarled Kitiara.

"I beg you," wept Laurana as her body shook with shame and fear.

"I said suck my cunt, you pathetic slut!" screamed Kitiara just before she rammed a foot into Laurana's stomach. The elf female folded under the blow, her breath coming in gasps as she clutched her agonized belly. Kitiara seized Laurana's hair again, then rubbed the elf's face in her raven-haired snatch.

"Lick it with your tongue," ordered Kitiara in a deathly soft whisper.

Laurana's face was stained with hot tears as she slowly began to lick up and down Kitiara's pussy with her pink tongue. Kitiara gasped with pleasure while continuing to hold Laurana's golden tresses. Laurana slid her tongue between the folds of Kitiara's labia, tasting the woman's honey as it dripped from her burning vagina. Female musk overpowered Laurana's nose while she sucked the tender folds of Kitiara's cunt.

"That's my lovely whore," smiled Kitiara blissfully as Laurana dipped deeply into her vagina, the young woman's tongue wiggling and thrusting within her writhing fuck hole. Kitiara leaned back, her breasts expanding with each deep breath as she spread her thighs farther apart, urging Laurana to press further into her warm, moist depths. The naked Highlord trembled from Laurana's lewd attentions, the elf woman's face dripping with her sticky feminine juices.

"Suck my tits," ordered Kitiara before she pulled Laurana out of her crotch, then shoved the slave's head into her cleavage. Laurana licked her mistress' breasts as commanded, slowly tasting the woman's flesh with her tongue as she lavished warm saliva on Kitiara's soft melons. Kitiara groaned in ecstasy, a flood of viscous fluids pouring from her quivering slit. The warrior woman pushed Laurana onto the hard, unyielding marble steps, then ripped the water-drenched shift from the elf female's body. Kitiara pulled the reluctant slave girl's legs apart, then shoved her raven-haired head over Laurana's blonde crotch.

"Please…don't," moaned Laurana weakly as Kitiara ravenously sucked and chewed on her moist cunt.

"Your pussy tastes delicious," murmured Kitiara around a mouthful of tender labia skin. Laurana fell back against the steps, the marble biting painfully into her back as she went limp from Kitiara's cruel lust. Kitiara caressed the inside of Laurana's thighs, pinching the flesh until it bruised while she bit a fold of the slave girl's pussy and pulled obscenely on it. Laurana closed her eyes, her large breasts pumping like bellows while her cunt melted from her tormentor's erotic attentions. Kitiara thrust her tongue into Laurana's tight fuck hole, sliding it around the walls of her vagina until they grew moist with musky juices. The warrior woman lapped up Laurana's cum, drinking the female excretions like fine wine. Laurana moaned loudly as she orgasmed, her whole naked body shuddering as if it were in agonizing pain.

After drinking her fill of the elf female's honey, Kitiara rose from the pool like an ocean goddess, her lean figure shedding water and glistening in the soft candlelight. The cruel Highlord looked down at the prone, naked, panting slave girl, then crouched down to run a sharp nail across her moist lower lip.

"That was very enjoyable, but you still look hungry. I think that I shall let you savor some of my officers before returning to the dungeon," said Kitiara with a wolfish grin.

"Please, don't make me.." groaned Laurana weakly just before Kitiara summoned the two keepers and gave them their orders. The young elf woman sobbed with despair as the draconians held each of her slim arms and dragged her to the quarters of several Dragonarmy officers where she would be raped and used as a fuck toy. A third draconian officer moved to Kitiara's side while she poured herself a crystal glass of fine wine.

"Let the officers fuck her for six hours, then take her back to the death cells until it's time for the ceremony. Let the screams of the damned comfort her and her ravaged cunt," smiled Kitiara with cruel satisfaction.

"Yes, mistress," bowed the draconian before he eagerly left to watch Laurana suck cock and take it in the ass.

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