Slayers: Flesh For Fantasy
by PJ
 
Dedicated to the real Mistress Cara.
 
 
Chapter 1
 
"I really hate getting rained on," whined the master mage Lina Inverse as she followed the muddy road west.
 
"I think it feels good when it runs over my body," purred Nahga the Serpent, sliding her gloved hands over her glistening, bare stomach.
 
"Slut," murmured Lina, glancing enviously at Nahga's huge scantily clad breasts.
 
Nahga heard the insult, but rather than verbally spar with her traveling companion, the tall woman cupped her large tits, cooing while the cool rain splattered over them.  Lina grimaced at the unspoken retort, hunching deeper within her scarlet cloak.  Thunder rumbled over the two young women, the rain increasing in ferocity as they came within sight of Arona.
 
"Civilization!" brightened Lina, lunging into a graceful jog.  Nahga pursued Lina, quickly overtaking the short woman with her longer strides.  Lina watched Nahga's shapely ass depart, half
tempted to Fireball the irritating posterior.  Shrugging in defeat, Lina resigned herself to eating whatever Nahga ordered for them at the local tavern.
 
 
"Everyone is in position, Mistress," reported Orcus, gazing up adoringly at the gorgeous dark elf woman standing before him.
 
"About time," growled Cara, slapping her coiled whip against her left palm. "Let's go."
 
 
"I hate salad," snarled Lina, angrily stuffing green lettuce into her mouth with a fork.
 
"We have to eat light to maintain our girlish figures, or at least some of us have girlish figures," laughed Nahga cruelly.
 
"I've had about enough of you!" shouted Lina, her right hand glowing with a harsh, ivory light.
 
A dull thud interrupted the argument, followed by a loud explosion and the muffled screams of villagers.
 
"Uh, oh," said Lina, her eyes wide as she recognized the familiar sound of battle magic.
 
"Should we hide here?" asked Nahga nervously.
 
"No!  We see what's going on!" admonished Lina, slapping Nahga's bare right arm.
 
Lina led the way back outside into the rain, her eyes narrowing as she watched a thin pillar of smoke rise into the overcast sky.  Two more fiery explosions lit up the west side of town, debris blasting into the air trailing streams of smoke.
 
"C'mon!" exclaimed Lina, drawing her slim sword as she ran.
 
The two sorceresses came to a flame ravaged neighborhood, buildings on both sides of the street crackling with magical green fire.  Male dark elves dragged struggling young girls into a large  wagon pen, a stocky green goblin overseeing the raid from the cage top.
 
"Let those girls go!" ordered Lina, pointing the tip of her sword at the crouching goblin.
 
"Make me girlie," chuckled the goblin, his eyes shining with malice.  "Take them!"
 
The dark elves not busy collecting female prisoners drew their long, obsidian blades, smiling cruelly as they charged Lina and Nahga.
 
"We run now, right?" stammered Nahga.
 
"No, we fight," smiled Lina, raising her sword to block a plunging elf blade.
 
Nahga cast a flight spell, soaring over the dark elf charging her, landing behind him to stab deeply into his back with her own blade.  Lina parried blows so quick all she saw were blurs of motion.  Lina ducked under a particularly vicious swing, stabbing her attacker in the belly.  The dark elf groaned as he fell back, but he was instantly replaced by another bloodthirsty warrior.
 
Orcus watched the battle with malicious delight, chortling when a dark elf was cut down or when one of the raiders managed to score a hit against the two beautiful women.
 
"Forget them.  Bring the captives to me," whispered a harsh voice in Orcus' ear.
 
"Yes, Mistress," replied Orcus to the empty air, running across the cage top to jump down onto the wagon driver's seat.  He grasped the reins of the two powerful nightmares harnessed to the wagon pen.  Snapping the reins, Orcus drove the full wagon out of Arona into the dense forest west of town.
 
"Screw this!" shouted Lina, hopping back from the dark elf she had been trading blows with.  She dropped her sword, extending both hands as she summoned her magic.
 
"Fireball!" screamed Lina sharply.
 
A huge ball of flame exploded amidst the dark elf raiders, hurling their smoking bodies in all directions.  Nahga barely escaped the blast, rocketing up into the air until she could see the entire town of Arona and all of the surrounding countryside.  She squinted through the heavy rain,
just catching the tail end of Orcus' wagon as it disappeared into the forest.
 
"There you are," smiled Nahga triumphantly.
 
Nahga descended to the street like a black garbed angel, her cloak billowing impressively behind her.  She found Lina searching the scorched elf bodies, collecting what little coins and jewels they possessed on them.
 
"I saw where the little goblin took the girls," declared Nagha proudly.
 
"Good, we'll follow him after I'm done here."
 
"But I didn't finish dinner!" protested Nahga.
 
 
"I brought them, Mistress!" grinned Orcus, hopping up and down excitedly.
 
"Yes, you did.  Good boy," smiled Cara, kissing the goblin's forehead affectionately.  The lithe dark elf woman tapped a single long fingernail over her sensuous purple painted lips, regarding the young girls cowering in the crowded pen.
 
"Bring me that one," ordered Cara, indicating a teenaged human girl with long curly blonde hair dressed in a white silk sleeping shift.
 
"Yes, Mistress!" replied Orcus, retrieving a collar and leash before running to the pen and reaching inside to pull the unfortunate girl out.  The blonde girl struggled in the small goblin's surprisingly strong grip as he forced her to her knees and fastened the leather choke collar around her neck.  Snapping one end of the leash into the metal ring dangling from the front of the girl's collar, Orcus dragged the unwilling girl towards the patiently waiting Cara.
 
"This is an example to all of you," said Cara loudly, her bright green eyes raking over the huddled girls in the pen.  "You are to be broken and sold into slavery, you will become fucktoys for the rich and powerful of this realm. Submit to me and your handlers and it will be a relatively painless process. Resist, and you will suffer the consequences."
 
Cara returned her attention to the leashed blonde, who knelt on the cavern floor as Orcus brought his mistress a burgeoning leather bag.  Cara fastened her coiled whip onto her slim leather belt, taking the bag and approaching the shivering young girl.  Cara stroked the girl's rich golden hair, enjoying how soft it felt beneath her hand.  She reached into the bag, pulling out a wide black silk blindfold.  The dark elf fastened the blindfold over the girl's eyes, tying it firmly behind her head.  Cara withdrew a long piece of rope, tying the blonde's arms behind her back in an intricate series of knots.  Cara placed a rubber ball gag in the girl's mouth, cinching it tight over the prisoner's face.  The dark elf pulled the bound, gagged, blindfolded girl to her feet, then spun her to face the other girls watching in horrified fascination inside the pen.  Cara smiled, reaching around the girl to unbutton her shift and spread it open, presenting the girl's palm-sized breasts and flat belly.  The girl whimpered into her gag, her body shaking with terror.  Cara slowly pulled back the open shift over the blonde's thin, creamy white shoulders, then ripped the garment off of her body.  The bound girl and the girls inside the pen all jerked at the loud, violent sound.
 
Cara took out a short bar capped with a manacle on each end.  She spread the standing girl's legs apart before fastening a manacle to each of the naked girl's ankles.  The bar kept the blonde's legs open as Cara reached beneath her crotch to tickle the girl's pussy briefly.  The girl shuddered, moaning in protest around the ball stuffed in her mouth.  Cara giggled, brushing some stray raven strands away from her face as she untied her black leather brazier, tossing it negligently away for Orcus to catch.  The golden rings adorning Cara's dark brown nipples glittered in the soft candlelight of the cavern as the dark elf wrapped her slim brown arms around the bound girl's slender waist, pressing her breasts against the blindfolded girl's bare back.  Cara reached down to the girl's pussy, stroking her clit, rubbing her long fingers in slow circles while watching the disgusted reactions of the other female prisoners. Cara licked the girl's bare right shoulder, sliding her tongue up the girl's neck to her ear.  Cara nibbled on the blonde's earlobe, prying open her cunt to expose the pink flesh of her cervix.  The bound girl moaned loudly, her teeth clenched around the rubber ball pressed between her jaws.  Cara caressed the naked girl's right buttock with her crotch, the sensual feel of the dark elf's leather panties sliding over the blonde's smooth ass flesh.
 
Cara pressed the naked girl to her knees, unfastening her whip and sliding it over the trembling blonde's bare back.  The dark elf buried her face in the girl's thick mane, inhaling the intoxicating scent of fear flowing out of the quivering young woman.  Running a strand of golden hair between her teeth, Cara backed away from the kneeling girl, uncoiling her weapon, then snapping it across the girl's spine.  All of the captured girls screamed at the harsh sound, clinging desperately to each other while the blonde victim sobbed silently, tears sliding from beneath her black blindfold.  Cara lashed the girl over and over, red throbbing welts appearing wherever the whip kissed the bound girl's pale skin.  After ten minutes of whipping, the girl fell forward onto her breasts and knees, allowing Cara to lash her tight, rounded ass as well. Orcus watched with wide red eyes, worshiping the cruel dark elf while she swung her whip down to snap across the prone girl's sweating body.
 
Cara was panting with lewd excitement, her brown nipples stiff with arousal. She licked her violet lips, glancing at her minion who was energetically jerking off while watching her.
 
"Come here," commanded Cara, halting her assault to pull down her soaked black leather panties.
 
Orcus ran as fast as his little legs could carry him, eagerly awaiting his dark mistress' wishes.  Cara smiled while she thrust out her firm brown ass, running a finger of her left hand up her crack.
 
"Lick me," ordered Cara, spreading her legs slightly apart before resuming her whipping of the bent over girl in front of her.
 
Orcus pressed his ugly face against Cara's luscious ass, his obscene little mouth sucking loudly on her wet cunt.  Cara purred with pleasure, tugging lightly on the nipple ring over her left breast as she lashed the moaning girl at her feet.  Orcus fondled Cara's smooth buttocks, squeezing the soft, warm curves, his tongue slithering deep into the dark elf's moist vagina.  Cara groaned achingly, crushing her tit with her left hand, snapping her whip hard over the blonde girl's back, drawing blood with the force of the lash.  Orcus spread Cara's ass open, gnawing on her clit, licking the musky juices flowing from her trembling slit.
 
"Good boy," moaned Cara, her eyes closed to narrow slits, her lips quivering as she lashed her victim's ass, another long red welt added to the web of marks already burning there.
 
"Oh, goddess!" groaned Cara, dropping her whip to place both hands on her kneecaps as Orcus nuzzled inside her pussy, plunging deep into her dripping vagina.  The dark elf shuddered when she climaxed, warm honey spurting from her cunt into Orcus' waiting maw.
 
Cara raised her head, her face gleaming with perspiration.  She examined each of her captives, noticing that a few of the human and elf girls had been fondling their pussies during the show.  Cara smiled, those mares would become the best slaves, and would fetch the best prices.
 
"Put all of them in their pens for the night," ordered Cara, wiping her wet forehead while striding from the cave.
 
"Yes, Mistress," bowed Orcus, slowly licking the last of Cara's sweet honey from his rough lips.
**************

Slayers: Flesh For Fantasy
by PJ
 
 
My first posting of chp. 2 was lean, so I added a scene with Lina and Cara.
 
 
Chapter 2
 
    The morning was bright and warm when Lina and Nahga descended from their second
story bedroom to the common room of the inn.  The kindly, stout mistress of the inn set out a
large breakfast of hot cakes, maple syrup, sausages, and tall mugs of fresh milk.  Lina and Nahga
attacked the massive breakfast with their customary vigor before departing the inn for the west end
of Arona.
 
    "I don't know if this is such a good idea," muttered Nahga, her hand tight around her
sword hilt as the two young women entered the cool shade of the forest's canopy.
 
    "We fought off those dark elf raiders without any problems, we'll just track down that ugly
little goblin and rescue the girls he kidnaped.  Besides, the mayor of Arona offered a huge reward
if we brought the villagers back," smiled Lina, avarice shining in her wide eyes.
 
    "Okay," sighed Nahga, rolling her eyes up towards the rustling branches of the looming
trees.
 
    The two adventurers walked west through the forest all morning, their feet beginning to
ache while they searched the forest trail for signs of the goblin's passing. The trail left by the large
wagon pen was easy to follow through the dense forest foliage, Lina and Nahga merely had to
follow the wagon's passing.  The women stopped for lunch in a small glade, munching on
sandwiches purchased at the inn and sharing a jack of sweet wine.  Resuming their pursuit, Lina
and Nahga marched through the afternoon, the forest becoming darker and darker as night began
its fall.
 
    The dark elves attacked silently, hurling from the trees, slashing with bright steel blades.
Lina and Nahga defended themselves with their own swords, the clash of metal on metal ringing
through the woods.  The two women fought back to back, repelling the four male dark elves
hacking at them.
 
    "Close your eyes!" hissed Lina before she raised her left hand and cast a burst of bright
white light above her.  As the dark elves screamed in pain, covering their sensitive eyes, Lina
grasped Nahga's arm and pulled her into the shelter of the trees.  Elven curses faded behind Lina
as she sprinted through the forest, jumping over fallen trunks and plunging through leafy bushes.
 
    "Wait!  I have..to catch my breath," wheezed Nahga, her large breasts pumping like sensual
bellows.
 
    "I thought you were in shape," snapped Lina, taking the respite to relieve the pressure on
her own panting lungs.
 
    Before Nahga could retort, a steel bolt slammed into the trunk next to Nahga's head.
Nahga leaped back into motion, charging forward past Lina into the vegetation. Lina narrowed
her eyes, trying to spot the dark elves in the thick undergrowth.  The short sorceress glanced up,
her eyes widening as she spotted the dark elf crouching on a branch, waving his tan hands in
complex gestures.  A glowing blue web sprung into existence in front of Lina, folding over her like
gentle gauze.  Lina fought to get out of the web, but the extremely sticky strands wrapped around
her limbs, entwining around her until she fell to the ground in a heap.  The dark elf hopped softly
to the forest floor, walking forward to admire his prize while his three companions left the foliage
to join him.
 
    "Get the other wench," ordered Xzar, grinning cruelly as Lina glared up at him from her
glowing bonds. The three dark elves disappeared back into the forest in pursuit of Nahga like a trio
of lightning swift shadows.
 
 
    Nahga panted loudly as she raced through the trees, bits of leaves and wood stuck in her
long purple hair, tears moist in her eyes.  She stopped briefly to rest, sweat gleaming over her pale
white skin, running in rivulets down the cleavage of her enormous tits.  A branch snapped behind
Nahga, prodding her back into motion.  She sprinted around the trees, her arms pumping while her
long, bare legs stretched with desperate motion.  Nahga didn't see the leaf covered branch lying
just at ankle level until she struck it.  Nahga's arms wheeled in circles as she tried to keep her feet,
but it was futile, she slid off the ground and slammed painfully onto her stomach.  The dark elves
pounced on the prone woman like ravenous wolves, rolling her onto her back and pinning her
limbs to the earth.
 
    "She's not bad looking for a human," grinned the third dark elf, running his slanted eyes
over Nahga's jutting tits, flat belly, and long, lithe legs.
 
    "Can we fuck her before taking her back to Xzar?" inquired the elf holding down Nahga's
feet.
 
    "I don't see why not," chuckled the standing elf, unbuckling his black breeches eagerly.
 
    "No!  Don't touch me!" screamed Nahga, before the dark elf holding her arms fastened a
leather strip over her mouth.  After gagging the struggling woman, the dark elf bound her wrists in
leather cords then nailed the cords to the ground with two gleaming knives. The elf at Nahga's
feet bound her ankles in cord, holding her feet in place with knives driven into the ground as well.
The standing elf knelt between Nahga's spread eagled legs, drawing a dagger from his belt to slice
her black leather shorts from her hips.  Nahga groaned loudly into her gag while the leering dark
elf slid the tip of his dagger up her stomach to her lush cleavage, snapping the black, skull adorned
bra that held her large, ripe breasts.  The snarling dark elf circled Nahga's nipples with the point of
his blade before fastening his mouth over her right breast, sucking wetly on her creamy melon.
 
    While one dark elf devoured her tits, the dark elf who had gagged her placed the point of
his dagger against the left side of her neck.  He unbound the leather cord pressed between her lips,
covering her mouth with one long finger.
 
    "Scream again and I'll cut your throat open," warned the dark elf before he reached down
to open his breeches.  Nahga's eyes widened with dawning horror as the elf thrust his stiff cock
next to her face.
 
    "Suck it, human slut," laughed the malicious elf.
 
    Nahga didn't obey until the dark elf poked the tip of his knife against her neck.  She slowly
opened her mouth, submissively allowing the dark elf to shove his engorged member between her
full, sensual lips.  She closed her eyes, moaning softly while the elf pumped his meat back and
forth within her throat.  The elf gnawing on Nahga's huge tits squeezed them in his deft hands as
he rammed his cock up her cunt, filling her moist vagina.  He grunted with each rough thrust, his
crotch slapping hers.  The two elves fucking Nahga maintained their lewd gyrations until they
orgasmed, shooting cream over her lovely face and helpless pussy.  The elves rolled the limp
Nahga onto her hands and knees after unbinding her, one elf filling her dripping mouth with cock
while the elf who had fucked her pussy slid beneath her, biting her bruised nipples while shoving
his wet shaft back into her glistening cunt, stabbing deep into her belly.  The remaining elf eagerly
mounted Nahga's firm, tight ass, thrusting his spear violently into her asshole.  Nahga moaned
around the thick cock between her lips, her chin stained with his seed as her two nether holes were
invaded by the dark elves' meat poles.  The dark elf sitting on Nahga's round buttocks held tightly
to her hips, groaning in ecstasy while he filled her anus with his throbbing pole.  Climaxing
quickly, the dark elf atop Nahga removed his gleaming cock from her asshole, raining his sticky
cream all over the violet-haired woman's bare back.
 
    "We better get back to Xzar," suggested the dark elf underneath Nahga's naked body,
licking her left breast one last time before climbing up from beneath her. ************************
 
 
    Lina Inverse sat limply in her cage, dreading her imminent meeting with the leader of the
dark elf slavers, Cara.  She gazed over to her left, where Nahga sat huddled in the far corner of
her cage, her body reeking of dried cum.  Nahga hadn't said a word since her rape, she followed
her captors' orders without protest.  Lina wrapped her thin arms beneath her small breasts,
shivering from the cold that filled the large cave where all the slaves were kept in individual cages.
The male dark elves had taken her clothing along with her sword and her valuables.  Lina cursed
the dark elves under her breath, then stiffened when two of her tormentors entered the cave and
walked to her cell.
 
    "Time for your first session with the Mistress," chuckled one of the elves while his
companion opened Lina's cell and reached in to grasp the naked young woman's arm.  Lina
struggled violently in the elf's grip until he hissed a short spell, sending a painful shock up her arm
that made her whole body shudder.  The elf used Lina's brief moment of paralysis to fasten iron
manacles to her slender wrists, binding her arms behind her back.  The raider held Lina's right arm
in a vice grip, leading her out of the cell into the passage separating two rows of cages.  The
second elf fell in behind Lina and her guide, the three of them leaving the slave cavern to walk
down a long, dark tunnel leading into another cave.  Lina whimpered despite herself when she
beheld all the instruments of bondage and pain that littered the walls, floor and tables within the
candle-lit chamber.  A dark elf woman reclined in a folding chair, sipping from a glass of wine.  A
naked blonde girl knelt in front of the dark elf, lovingly licking the woman's black leather boots.
 
    "Ah, the famous Lina Inverse, scourge of bandits everywhere," smirked Cara, raising her
half empty glass in salute.
 
    "Then you know that when I get free you and your minions are dead," snapped Lina with a
hate-filled glare.
 
    "You won't get free," said Cara confidently, rising languidly from her chair.  She tapped
the coiled whip against her left thigh, pursing her sexy red lips in thought.
 
    "Bind her to the sawhorse," ordered Cara, pointing at the waiting device.
 
    Lina's two guards dragged her to the sawhorse, lifting her up to sit her on top of it, then
buckling her ankles to two of the horse's legs.  They raised Lina's free arms into two dangling
manacles positioned above the sawhorse.
 
    "Do you want the gag on her?" asked one of the dark elves.
 
    "No, I want to hear her screams," giggled Cara malevolently.
 
    "When I get out of here I'm going to kill you!" promised Lina angrily.
 
    "When I'm through you're going to beg for more," grinned Cara, releasing the whip from
her belt, snapping it out before cracking it over Lina's bare back.  Lina squeaked with pain, biting
her lip to keep from shouting louder.  Cara lashed Lina a dozen times, decorating the petite
redhead's back with cris-crossing ruby lines.  By the twelfth lash, Lina's body was covered in
perspiration, her breathing ragged from the agony of the whip.  Cara stalked to where Lina sat,
grasping the girl's chin roughly, crushing her mouth with a violent, demanding kiss.
 
    "Want some more?" whispered Cara, her breath warm against Lina's face.
 
    "Fuck you," groaned Lina defiantly.
 
    "Good girl," smiled Cara coldly, slapping Lina hard.  Cara walked to a table, returning with
a two shafted dildo with a fastener beneath it.  Cara snapped the fastener against the crossbeam of
the sawhorse, then slid it beneath Lina, ramming the two dildos deep into Lina's pussy and anus.
Lina cried out sharply, her teeth bared while the dildos thrust up into her vagina and ass.
 
    "Bet that feels good," giggled Cara, slapping Lina again, then painfully fondling the naked
girl's left tit.  Cara forced Lina's mouth open to stick her tongue down the girl's throat wantonly.
As Cara frenched Lina, she pinched Lina's nipple, rolling it between two delicate fingers until the
little nub was stiff with arousal.
 
    "I can smell your excitement," purred Cara, reaching beneath Lina's crotch to caress the
wet flesh of Lina's labia.  Lina moaned, her hips shaking as Cara forced her to slide up and down
the dildos, the dark stiff poles thrusting through her clenching vagina and anus, slick with her
escaping juices.  Cara retrieved two clamps, fastening them over Lina's pert nipples, making the
naked girl's tits burn with agony.  The dark elf slowly fastened a rubber ball gag inside Lina's
panting mouth, cinching the straps of the gag tightly behind Lina's head.  Lina groaned softly into
the gag, her eyes clenched shut, tears sparkling down her cheeks as her small ass bobbed up and
down, the gleaming dildos sliding into her belly and prying her little asshole open. 
 
    Cara licked Lina's sweaty buttocks, her tongue sliding over the taut white flesh.  She
nuzzled inside Lina's crack, inhaling the bound girl's musk while she licked around the dildo
plunging into Lina's anus.  Lina orgasmed with a shudder, her honey flowing in thick goblets down
the black dildo ramming into her cunt, her vagina squeezing the stiff pole hungrily.  Cara devoured
Lina's juices, licking the sides of the thick dildo, wiping the dark shaft with her soft red lips.  Lina's
arms hung up in their tight bonds as Cara nibbled on the sorceress' small breasts, running her teeth
over the hot, glistening white skin of the naked girl's tits.
 
    "That's enough for today," said Cara, leaving Lina strapped to the sawhorse, her arms
bound above her, the dildos rammed deep into her orifices by her own weight, the ball gag
fastened securely inside her mouth as the dark elf blew out the candles and left her bound and
alone within the pitch black discipline chamber.
 
 
    "Have we secured the buyers?" asked Cara, sitting at a square wooden table with her male
cohorts, Orcus standing at her side with a tray laden with a wine jug and mugs.
 
    "I've tracked down several interested parties," replied Xzar, sipping from a mug.  "They're
waiting for us at the Market."
 
    "Where is it this month?"
 
    "Three days travel north," replied Xzar.
 
    "Get the stock loaded before morning," commanded Cara, "I want this lot sold off before
they become trouble."
 
    "What about the witches?"
 
    "The wards seem to be holding.  Keep them maintained until we get them sold at the
Market."
 
    "Mistress," nodded Xzar in acknowledgment.
 
    "We've had a good hunt.  I think we're going to make a lot of money from this batch,"
smiled Cara greedily.
*********************

Slayers: Flesh For Fantasy
by PJ
 
 
Chapter 3
 
    Fortunately for the dark elves, the next day was overcast, the sun obscured by a blanket of
thick, boiling black clouds.  Rain pattered over the ground as two of the elf raiders emerged from
their lair opening, scanning the glade carefully before motioning the all clear for the wagon pen.
Orcus snapped the reins of the snorting nightmares, keeping a firm hand over them as they pulled
the large slave pen out into the downpour.  The naked girls crowded into the pen shivered from the
moisture, the rain washing the filth of their imprisonment from their smooth, creamy skin.  Cara
sat next to Orcus on the driver's seat of the wagon, a black cloak draped over her body, the wide
hood protecting her lovely elven features.
 
    The four male dark elves hopped onto the sides of the wagon as it rolled across the glade
and into the dense forest.  The wagon eventually left the forest for a wide golden plain stretching
across the northern horizon.  The slave girls were jostled and bounced as the wagon pen traveled
across the uneven landscape, making its way to the slave exchange known simply as the Market.
Lina Inverse watched helplessly that first night as her companion Nahga and three other slave girls
served the whims of the dark elves, fucking their captors as well as each other.  The second night,
Lina herself was dragged from the pen on a leash and forced to eat out the pussy of a willing
blonde girl.  The morning of the third day was unusually warm, the sky a bright blue without a
cloud to be seen.  The dark elves and their cargo reached the Market by late afternoon, Lina's
body sticky with her perspiration as well as the sweat of her cell mates.
 
    The Market was a huge tent city, multi-colored pavilions stretching across the plain for
miles.  Slavers from every region of the continent came to trade in flesh, sheiks from the southern
desert, oriental lords from across the eastern seas, races even Lina had not encountered in her
travels.  Orcus drove the wagon down the main boulevard of the Market, the air thick with the
smells of sweat, sex, and pain.  Several blocks had been erected at major intersections within the
tent city, a continuous stream of slaves prodded up upon them to be sold to whoever won the loud,
violent bidding wars.
 
    "Where do you want to set up?" asked Xzar from his perch on Cara's right.
 
    "The east block doesn't seem too full, we'll camp there," replied Cara, pointing the way
for Orcus' benefit.  The little goblin snapped the nightmares' reins, turning them right down a
slave choked lane between rich satin tents.  When Cara spotted an empty pavilion, she alerted
Orcus, then hopped off the driver's seat to meet the fat, stubble faced man who ran this particular
block of the Market.
 
    "Montaron, a pleasure as always," smiled Cara, offering her right hand to the sweating
human.
 
    "Ah, the beautiful Cara, how I missed your sensual presence," grinned Montaron
unctuously, grasping Cara's extended hand gently to plant a wet kiss on the back of her smooth
brown palm.
 
    "I want this tent during the exchange," replied Cara without further pleasantries.
 
    "A fine choice, lady Cara.  A hundred gold crowns a night."
 
    "A hundred?  Does it have glow orbs, an ever hot bath, and its own staff of slaves for my
pleasure?" inquired Cara with a raised eyebrow.
 
    "Ah, no, of course not," coughed Montaron.  "Alright, seventy-five crowns."
 
    "Sixty, and that includes the trading permit," countered Cara sharply, arms folded beneath
her breasts.
 
    "Ever the sharp bargainer," chuckled Montaron, "very well."
 
    The fat organizer gave Cara a rolled scroll that granted her permission to trade slaves in the
Market, then he bowed ungracefully before departing.
 
    "Xzar, check out the trading block, see what the prices are like right now," ordered Cara,
arching her back to get rid of some of the kinks from her rough wagon ride. "The rest of you,
settle the stock behind the tent.  One man stands guard, the others can sample the pleasures of the
Market in shifts of four hours."
 
    "Thank you, Mistress," bowed the dark elves, smiling with anticipation.
 
    "Orcus, see to my quarters," commanded the beautiful dark elf woman.
 
    "Mistress," grinned the goblin happily, running to the baggage compartments along the
sides of the wagon pen to retrieve Cara's belongings.  Cara walked along the side of the pen,
searching until she found Lina sitting near the back corner, her body pressed tightly against the
bars by the mass of her fellow cell mates.
 
    "You're a specialty item," said Cara, stroking Lina's dirty red-gold hair. "I have to find a
buyer who can truly appreciate your value."
 
 
    "Cara the Raven," smiled Lord Bloodfang, his black cloak swirling around him as he took
the dark elf's hand and kissed it with relish.
 
    "My lord," bowed Cara, careful not to get too close to the infamous vampire lord.
 
    "What can I do for you?" inquired Bloodfang, offering the dark elf a plush seat, then
pouring a golden goblet of fine red wine for her.  Cara accepted the wine, studying Bloodfang's
chair, composed of four naked girls with entwined limbs.  The vampire sat down heavily, making
the dark haired girl resting on the bottom moan softly from the weight.
 
    "She's new," said Cara, indicating the short maned redhead that made up the right arm of
the chair.
 
    "Yes, her predecessor finally gave up the ghost," laughed Bloodfang, leaning down to bite
into the redhead's shoulder, drinking deeply from her warm body.
 
    "I've got a sorceress, a very powerful one," began Cara, pausing to take a gulp from her
goblet.  "Her name is Lina Inverse."
 
    "Lina, yes, I know that name," replied Bloodfang, stroking the naked redhead's smooth
flank.  "She killed many of my kind over the years."
 
    "She's yours if you meet my price," smiled Cara.
 
    "How much?"
 
    "Five hundred thousand."
 
    "Crowns?  That's quite a steep price," frowned Bloodfang.
 
    "But imagine the power you will take from her blood.  You'll be the most powerful
vampire lord on the continent."
 
    "Indeed," mused Bloodfang, resting his head on the bosom of the blonde girl that served as
the spine of the chair.  "I'll have to think about it."
 
    "The price may go up by tomorrow," warned Cara.
 
    "You'll probably try Xoarath next.  He won't pay that much gold for a mere meal."
 
    "He might, for a meal like Lina," smiled Cara frigidly.
 
    "Come back tomorrow, if she's still for sale," replied Bloodfang, waving his pale hand in
dismissal.
 
    "My lord," bowed Cara, setting her goblet down before leaving the brazier warmed tent.
 
 
    Xzar staggered into the campfire light, his left arm wrapped around the waist of an equally
drunk dark elf woman.  The woman giggled as Xzar took a long swallow from the wine skin in his
right hand, his eyes blearily focusing on Orcus, who crouched near the fire watching over the
wagon pen of slave girls.
 
    "You're..you're dismissed," slurred Xzar, waving his right arm clumsily.
 
    "Mistress say to watch slaves," retorted the small goblin, his glowing eyes narrowing
warily.
 
    "And I say piss off!" snarled Xzar, slopping wine in Orcus' direction.
 
    "Me get Mistress," replied Orcus, rushing out of the campfire's glow.
 
    "Impudent little bugger," chuckled Xzar, turning his gaze to his female companion's
generously exposed cleavage.
 
    "Let's get one of the slave girls, I want to play with one," murmured the dark elf woman
seductively into Xzar's left ear, punctuating her request with a sensual lick of Xzar's earlobe. Xzar
shivered with pleasure, releasing the elf woman and giving her the wine skin before stumbling over
to the stationary pen.
 
    "Who wants to have some fun?" grinned the dark elf with glazed eyes, searching through
the tight press of girls until his eyes rested on Lina Inverse.
 
    "Mmm, you!" said Xzar, licking his lips while he retrieved a set of keys from his belt to
unlock the pen.
 
Xzar reached into the pen, yanking Lina outside to fasten restraints around her wrists, her arms trapped behind her back.  He pushed the naked girl ahead of him, bringing her into the firelight, where the female dark elf waited eagerly, drinking deeply from the nearly empty wineskin.
 
"Ooo, she looks delicious," purred the dark elf woman, running the red painted nails of her right hand across Lina's right cheek.
 
"Let's taste her," grinned Xzar, standing behind Lina, reaching around to cup her right breast.  Lina moaned softly as the dark elf woman licked up her belly to her cleavage.  The elf rubbed her face between Lina's warm tits, pinching the sorceress' nipples firmly.  Xzar licked the smooth flesh of Lina's back and shoulders, caressing her shapely bare hips as he adorned her back with his saliva. 
 
The dark elves forced Lina to her knees, the dark elf woman unfastening her black leather loincloth and letting it fall to the ground.  She grasped the back of Lina's head and pressed her face into a musky batch of silver pubic hair.  Lina groaned in protest, her mouth crushed over the dark elf's warm pussy.
 
"Lick it," demanded the dark elf woman, caressing the back of Lina's neck.
 
Lina tentatively complied, extending her tongue, then running it up the elf woman's quivering cunt.  The dark elf moaned with pleasure, burying her left hand in Lina's thick red-gold hair while the naked girl licked up and down her moistening slit. 
 
Xzar unfastened his breeches, withdrawing his stiff cock before pressing it between Lina's tight buttocks, pushing the engorged shaft into Lina's narrow cunt.  Lina moaned, her mouth full of the dark elf woman's labia while Xzar started pumping against her ass, his meat pole ramming deep into her belly. Lina's and Xzar's hips moved as one as the dark elf slapped against her firm buttocks, trickles of her honey dribbling down her slim thighs.  The dark elf woman's juices stained Lina's slack lips, falling down her chin, then over her small pert tits.  Lina moaned, her mouth tasting the elf woman's sweet pussy juices, the fluid pouring down her throat.
 
Xzar climaxed with a loud grunt, removing his cock so that his spurting cum splashed over Lina's ass and spine.  The dark elf woman leaned over Lina's head, reaching down to gather some of Xzar's sticky cream, bringing the dripping digits to her own mouth so she could savor it, then lowering the hand to Lina's face so that the bound girl was forced to sample her tormentor's seed.
 
"Give the little bitch to me," said Bloodfang, emerging from the darkness into the flickering camp light.
 
"She's mine," snarled Xzar, drawing his sword while his companion quickly slipped away.
 
Bloodfang didn't waste more words arguing, he stretched out both of his arms, claws extended, before hurling himself at the sword-wielding dark elf. **********************

Slayers: Flesh For Fantasy
by PJ
 
 
Chapter 4
 
"Enter," hissed the mind flayer known as Xoarath.
 
Cara entered the spacious tent, the air thick with spicy incense and heavy with moisture.  Four covered braziers rested at each corner of the square room, emitting curling plumes of thick vapor.
 
"I have an offer for you," said Cara, warily eyeing the two massive Umber Hulks guarding either side of the wide tent entrance.
 
"I'm listening," replied Xoarath, walking across the room to where four young girls sat naked on the carpeted floor, leashed to one of the thick tent supports.
 
"I have two witches of considerable power that I want to sell, one is Lina Inverse, the other is Nahga the Serpent."
 
"Lina," spat the mind flayer, reaching out with the extremely long purple fingers of his right hand to grab the face of one of his terrified prisoners. "I know that name.  That female has disrupted many of our harvest operations."
 
"Then she is worth something to you?" inquired Cara with a greedy smile.
 
"Perhaps.  How much do you require?" retorted Xoarath, unchaining the long haired brunette in his grip, dragging her by the chin to a high-backed, padded chair.
 
"Five hundred thousand gold crowns."
 
"A very high price, dark elf.  Perhaps too high, yes?" said Xoarath, sitting in his chair, massaging the whimpering brunette's scalp with his glistening digits.
 
"I don't think so.  Mages command premium prices, the magic in their blood is very valuable to some individuals, buyers such as yourself," pointed out Cara, watching the mind flayer's actions with barely disguised revulsion.
 
"True.  I shall have to consider your offer.  I will send for you when I am ready to buy the females," said Xoarath, tearing the kneeling girl's hair from her head before wrapping her skull with his writhing mouth tentacles.
 
"Oh, Cara," murmured the mind flayer, his mouth sucking loudly on the gasping girl's scalp.
 
"Yes?"
 
"Dark elves make fine meals as well," said Xoarath, motioning for his two minions to seize Cara while his beaked mouth punched into the sobbing girl's head, creating a bleeding hole into her cranial cavity.
 
Cara uncoiled her whip, sending a powerful surge of magic through the snapping leather.  She lashed the looming Umber Hulk to her right, slashing a deep furrow in his armored carapace.
Cara's glowing weapon spat bright green sparks as she snapped it over the second guard's bug- eyed head, making him hesitate long enough for her to escape out the large tent's exit flap.
 
"Get her!" growled Xoarath, his mouth dripping with his female victim's blood and stringy bits of her brain.
 
The Umber Hulks roared in anger, tearing through the flimsy tent wall, charging into the crowd-choked street between tents.  Cara waited a short distance away, completing a throwing motion, a pulsing red orb lobbing through the air towards the two searching monsters.  The red orb blossomed into an expanding sphere of flame, washing over the two Umber Hulks, melting their thick grey hides.  Cara laughed with cruel pleasure, disappearing down a narrow alley while the two dead Umber Hulks fell limply onto their stomachs, the stench of their burning bodies filling the entire section of the Market.
 
 
Bloodfang's roars reverberated in Xzar's sensitive ears as the vampire lord charged the dark elf.  Xzar swung his bared sword, cutting deep into the advancing vampire's chest.  Bloodfang shrugged off the attack without hesitation, slashing out with his razor sharp claws, rending the dark elf's tunic and ripping into his chest.  Xzar staggered back, blood flowing thickly from the claw wounds.  He brandished his long sword, the blade glimmering in the unsteady campfire light.  Both foes lunged at the same time, Xzar impaling his sword through the vampire's stomach while Bloodfang tore out the dark elf's throat with one graceful slash of his right hand.  Xzar choked on his own blood, releasing the pommel of his sword to hold his spurting neck shut. The dark elf descended to his knees, then fell limply onto his back.
 
Bloodfang extracted Xzar's sword from his stomach, tossing aside the dripping blade.  The vampire lord clutched his aching belly until his wound regenerated, then he turned his attention to Lina, who still knelt near the campfire, her ass and mouth wet with sticky fluids.
 
"Lina Inverse, vampire hunter," chuckled Bloodfang, silently approaching the bound, naked girl, who turned to gaze up at him with tired, glazed eyes.
 
"Not so proud anymore, are you?" mocked the vampire, stroking the right side of Lina's face, scratching her cheek lightly with one nail claw.  Bloodfang knelt behind Lina, raising her slick red hair from her neck, kissing the warm flesh with his cold, dark lips.  Lina shivered from the vampire's touch, her lips trembling as he caressed her cum-stained ass, sliding a finger up her tight crack.
 
"Don't worry, I will take your pain away," soothed Bloodfang, his breath cool against Lina's hot skin, his mouth nibbling on the left side of her neck while his strong, thin arms wrapped around her slender waist.  Lina's wrist bonds fell away as Bloodfang bit deeply into the side of her neck, his mouth devouring her hot life blood.  Lina moaned loudly, closing her eyes, her small breasts pounding frantically for breath.  The naked sorceress flexed her fingers, then murmured a short string of syllables.
 
Bloodfang's eyes widened in surprise as he was flung away from his lovely meal, sent hurling through the air until he landed atop a vacant tent.  The vampire lord hissed in vexation, his eyes burning red with bloodlust.  Lina rose slowly to her feet, her wide eyes clear and defiant.
 
"Bitch," snarled Bloodfang, extending his arms before striking.
 
"Corpse," retorted Lina, positioning her arms as if she were about to release an arrow from a bow.
 
"Mana Bolt!" shouted Lina, snapping the fingers of her right hand open, a brilliant white shaft of light flying from her hand towards the gaping undead. The bolt speared Bloodfang's chest, burning a clear hole through his foul heart.  Bloodfang screamed in agony before his body exploded into a large cloud of dark ash.
 
"Lina..," moaned Nahga, weakly trying to stand within the open doorway of the pen.
 
Lina rushed to Nahga's aid, supporting the naked young woman as she almost fell to the ground.  The petite sorceress guided Nahga to the dying campfire while the other slave girls surged through the open pen door away to freedom.
 
"Can you travel?  We need to get away," said Lina urgently.
 
"Too late," replied Cara, her whip at the ready, Orcus clinging to her right leg.
 
"I'm willing to let this go for now, don't force me to fight you," warned Lina, her eyes hard.
 
"Do your worst, you little cunt," growled Cara, furious at the escape of her profitable merchandise.
 
Cara lashed her whip, the weapon still smoldering with eldritch jade flame. Lina blocked the strike with an invisible spell shield, then dispelled the enchantment coating the dark elf's whip.
Cara discarded her weapon, summoning sizzling purple lightning to her upraised fingertips.  Nahga used what little magic she had to blind Cara with a thick grey fog.  Cara coughed from the obscuring smoke, blasting the fog away with her left hand while retaining her lightning magic in her right.  When the fog dissipated, Cara's eyes widened at the sight of Lina holding out her right palm, a spinning red orb floating within it.
 
"Fireball," said Lina, grinning darkly.
 
The fiery holocaust thundered around Cara before she could raise a spell shield.  The dark elf screamed as the hungry flames ravaged her flesh and burned her thick black hair.  The smell of her own burning flesh filled Cara's nostrils as Orcus marched through the crackling fire untouched to rescue his mistress.  The goblin grew larger, towering over seven feet, his body bulging with thick green muscles that sheltered the dying dark elf, holding her on her feet while he spirited them away in a bright flash of magical energy.
 
"That's our cue," said Lina, taking hold of Nahga's hand and casting a teleport spell just as the camp area swarmed with slavers and their mercenary guards.
 
The End.