Knight Elayne - Demon Kingdom 3 - Mission

Knight Elayne - Demon Kingdom 3 - Mission

After some time observing and sneaking, thief Ezri learned where Slave Master Erac kept his papers. When she had opportunity and time, she sneaked into the Slave Master's chambers and studied the papers. Sorceress Lori acted as a link between Ezri in the Mistress' chambers and Knight Elayne in the training pits. Erac had made Elayne's training more intense, and apparently had something on his mind for the blonde female warrior. Ezri had seen the Master inspecting some old maps, and she was trying to find those and learn what they were. 

Mistress Zri knew about her husband's maps, but she had her own affairs. The Mistress seemed to handle most of the dealings with Tribal Leaders and higher status Lords. Ezri knew that the Mistress had a desire to create her own female guard, and Elayne would be part of it. For far too long she had had to keep male guards, and now there was proof that a female slave could be as deadly as a male, if trained well enough.

Of course the male guards provided other benefits, when Mistress Zri wanted entertainment. The Mistress hated boredom, and her pleasures usually ended up in bloody violence or rough and intense sex. Sometimes it was both. When the Mistress was really erratic, Ezri feared that she might even attack her to get some enjoyment from her suffering. While the Mistress had shown herself to be quite a hedonist, she had a strong sadist side as well.

Ezri had once seen the Mistress pick a guard, push him into her bed, and mount him. When she was not satisfied, she devised more painful games for him. Ezri didn't sleep well for several nights after that episode. Screams of agony rang in her mind, along with images of a face twisted in pain. All the while the Mistress reveled in the sex and violence. Moans of passion mixed with the Mistress' laughter and the young guard's cries. Mistress Zri drew intense sexual pleasure from that encounter. When the Mistress was breathless but exhilarated, was when Ezri feared her the most. The half-elf was motivated to keep the Mistress happy in other ways, lest she turn her sexual desires in Ezri's direction. The half-lizard Mistress seemed to embody cruelty, rivaled only by that of her husband, and possibly even surpassing him. 

Finally, Ezri found the maps that Erac had studied so much. The first map was clearly made by humans, and it was well worn, delicate and yellowed, the edges curling. There were some Demon-ruled areas shown in the south, but there was also a Mage Tower with some symbols that belonged to the Blue Mages. Even Ezri recognized those markings, but she couldn't imagine what Erac planned. The second map was drawn on some kind of rodent hide, a large rodent to be sure. The map showed several routes going underground, to the forbidden lands of the Great Underdark, home to the Drow. Ezri had heard tales about the underground cities and the Drow who lived there. It was know to be better to leave them alone, as they were tough warriors and didn't take kindly to strangers in their lands.

Ezri's skullduggery was cut short by the sound of footsteps in the corridor. Heavy footsteps. It must be Master Erac himself. It was late already, so Ezri blew out her small candle before moving to the dark corner where a small servant door led out into the corridor. She would sneak out from there, when Erac walked in.

The Slave Master walked into his study, wearing only a loincloth. He was drinking his favorite wine, thick and black in color. Ezri never dared taste that wine, as it looked so repulsive when she had had to pour it into his goblet. He seemed to like it, but to her it was not appealing.

Ezri cracked open the servant door, and was just about to sneak out from the room, when she noticed that there was now a guard outside. She would be seen if she stepped into the corridor. Now, she would have to wait in the shadows, and hope that Erac needed nothing from her corner.

The Slave Master seemed to be drunk already, and Ezri could only guess as to how much he had consumed. She knew that a few new barrels had arrived today, so Erac must be drinking from the new supply. The Master sat into his chair and looked at the papers on the table. Normally he would have smelled the weak scent of the candle smoke lingering in the air. He might have also noticed that someone had messed with his papers. But Ezri was lucky that he was too drunk to notice such small details.

Erac activated some light sources, skulls with softly glowing orbs inside them. They gave a nice soft glow to his study. A few moments later, she noticed that he was waiting for something, and she started to get nervous. She couldn't hide the whole night in this small servant alcove without good reason. She would get into serious trouble, should she be found missing from her own chamber. More footsteps could be heard approaching the study and Ezri peeked into the corridor.

Her friend Elayne was being escorted to a meeting with the Slave Master, and the young thief could only imagine why. Now there were two guards in the corridor, and Elayne was instructed to enter the study. Ezri stood in the shadows and watched her friend walk into the chamber, to stand front of Erac's table. 

The table looked to be old, maybe made from oak, stained dark, with deep carvings all around it. Ezri thought that it could be from a chapel or church, because the figures carved on it looked religious. The table didn't fit well with Erac's other furnishings, but maybe it was one way to mock the religions of humans. It was big and heavy, so it served well enough for the half-breed Slave Master.

Summoned to the Slave Master's chamber, at night, Elayne assumed it would be an interrogation to find out if she or Lori learned any secrets from the Demon Lord, when he rented them for the night. Another possibility, given that the Slave Master was only wearing a loincloth, was that she would be a whore for the Master, or one of his underlings while he watched. She held a shred of hope that he was going to praise her fighting skill in the arena and grant her more privileges in the camp.

Erac dismissed the two guards, as he did not want extra ears listening. He waited for the guards to close the door, before addressing the blonde slave, talking slowly and deeply. "I have seen that you can use a sword and shield well... along with other rumored talents. I have plans for you, and if you are successful in my mission, you'll be rewarded... Now, take off those clothes and let me see your body."

Elayne stood still, listening to what the Slave Master said. The promise of a mission seemed an appealing way to get out of the camp and possibly find a way to escape. But tonight he wanted to see her 'other rumored talents'. Elayne obeyed the Master's command, and shrugged out of her top, exposing her breasts. She didn't care if anyone might see her naked body. In her mind, she was dishonored. It was all the same to her if she had walked in fully naked. Her pride had been crushed, and here her only worth seemed to be her beauty or her skill with a sword. She loosened the garment and pushed it down her hips, where it fell around her feet. Elayne stood up straight, and her naked tanned body gleamed in the glowing light of the orbs.

The Master nodded, "Yes... Lovely. Come closer." He gestured for the blonde slave to approach. "I am sending you and your dark-haired friend on a mission. I won't tell you much about it yet, but you two give me an opportunity to bargain a few good deals."

Elayne saw that all too familiar lust in his eyes. She had seen the same look from the half-breed guards many times. Some males had that lust, but did not try to satisfy it, perhaps fearing they would get caught. Others did satisfy their cravings after darkness arrived and the slaves were locked in their cells. Elayne could not stop the visitations from happening, so she endured them. And now the Slave Master himself was lusting for her body. If she pleased him, like she pleased the Demon Lord, perhaps he would reward her.

Erac watched the blonde female boldly take initiative, as she hopped up to sit on the edge of his table. She scooted in front of his chair, and swung one leg over him, to place her feet to either side of his thighs. Then she reached down between her spread legs, and began to unfasten his loincloth. The garment barely hid his growing erection. She pulled the loincloth apart, and Erac's dual cocks rose up, like snakes smelling the air for prey. If the blonde human was surprised, she didn't show it, and each of her hands slowly rubbed his growing shafts. 

The Master groaned, "Yeeeesss... I'll send you and your friend to fetch a key to my fortune... It will provide me such profit that I can build a more suitable fortress... with a palace."

Erac watched the blonde female's hands moving on his shafts, exploring the bumps and veins. Her fingers wrapped around his thick cocks as far as they could but not completely. Erac let the human slave play with his members, and had to admit that if the blonde fighter looked sexy from the distance, it was nothing compared to her fully naked before him now. All her training had made her body stronger. She looked like a perfect sculpture of a human female. He hoped she would prove as sexually pleasing as her dark-haired friend was. 

The Master stayed quiet and unmoving, and Elayne realized that he was letting her choose the moment when he would enter her. His members were as hard as they could get, and the flames of lust burned in his eyes. Elayne knew he was ready, and that he'd enjoy her willingly taking him, much more than if he commanded her. She slid from the table, and straddled his lap, positioning herself above his members. She pressed her mound against the Master's belly, and steadied herself with one hand on his chest. She spit into her other hand and reached back to slather the two cocks with her saliva before positioning his thick members at the proper angle for penetration. Elayne felt the two hot knobs breach the entrances to her pussy and darker hole. Then she slowly sat down, feeling the thick cocks working their way into her body. She tried to relax herself as much she could, and panted as both of the thick poles stretched her.

The dual cocks filled her completely when she sank onto the Master's lap. Elayne's hands held onto his shoulders as she rolled her hips and pulled herself up, halfway off the shaft in her pussy. The two members were bigger than the smaller cocks of the half-breed guards, but not uncomfortable, as she got used to them. She continued to roll her hips, moving herself up and down on the dual cocks. Being in control of the rythym, allowed Elayne to set a pace that gave her the greatest pleasure. The bumps on the thick shafts rubbed her inner spots and felt very good. 

Erac watched the human female moving up and down on his members, and grunted from the pleasure. He enjoyed seeing this beautiful human female willingly impale herself on his cocks, taking both of them inside her. She inhaled as she rose up, with her eyes closed, and then moaned and looked into his eyes as she sat back down, taking his cocks deep. Her nipples hardened, and he felt her hips shudder as she continued moving up and down. She was pleasuring herself as much as she was pleasuring him. 

Ezri saw the two gaurds had left, and knew the corridor was clear for her to sneak out. But she was compelled to watch from the shadows, as Elayne rode both of the Master's cocks. The half-elf shivered with the memory of taking one of those cocks earlier. She knew that Erac had taken Lori in the same room. Now it was Elayne's turn to be taken by the Master.

For a long while, Erac let the human slave please him, rolling her hips on his cocks much faster than before. She groaned and panted heavily, as her body allowed these cocks to slide as deep as possible. Erac was groaning too, holding onto the blonde female's waist. Her skin was sweaty, and soft, so hot and smooth, that it felt like silk in his rough hands. She gasped, and he felt her inner muscles squeeze his cocks and then relax. Her hips jerked and her body shook, causing her breasts to jiggle. She was having a small orgasm on his dual members.

Ezri tore her eyes from the scene and was about to sneak out, but stopped when she heard the Master's deep growl. She looked back to see Erac use one hand to push himself up from his chair as his other hand clutched Elayne against him. He kept his cocks buried in Elayne and slowly placed her on her back on his table. One of his hands moved to her throat, and Ezri heard Elayne's breathing grow more difficult. Erac grunted heavily, feeling control again, as he forced Elayne to submit to his will. He kept one hand on her throat, while he began moving his shafts in her with slow thrusts. His right hand pawed her breasts, and his fingertips pinched her nipples. Elayne wrapped her legs around the Master's hips, to make herself more comfortable in the new position.

Ezri shivered from the fear that she might end up in the same position Elayne was now. She hoped that Erac wouldn't want to tear her apart just yet. Those two cocks of were too big for her body to handle, but Elayne and Lori were bigger humans, and had been stretched by other males here, so it was easier for them. The young thief snuck into the corridor and quietly closed the small servant door. She felt a little bit sorry for leaving Elayne on that table while the half-breed Master rammed his dual cocks into her.

The Master licked his lips, while enjoying the feel of the blonde human's holes. She felt smooth and tight around his cocks. "Yess... No wonder the Demon Lord was interested in you, and paid what I asked... I should move you to the finest brothel here... You would make a lot of gold for me..."

The Master spoke with his raspy voice while feeling Elayne's holes clench and relax again. Then she trembled and gasped as much air as his hand would allow. He kept his hand on her throat the whole time. Elayne was feeling the two cocks rub her inner spots, and she couldn't block all the pleasure from her mind. She could barely breath, as the Master seemed to enjoy keeping her in that position, while denying her air. She started to fear that he might crush her throat accidentally, or choke her to death.

Elayne had mixed feelings. One side wanted to fight and stay alive as long as possible. The other side was more accepting of death and an end to all this suffering. Her honor was tarnished. She was more a whore to these half-breeds, than she was a knight. Maybe there wasn't a way back after all. Returning home might just be a fool's hope, and the truth could be that they would die here. 

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Ezri moved as silently as she could in the corridors. Suddenly someone grabbed her. A guard had been in the shadows of an alcove Ezri hadn't noticed. The guard knew very well whose this half-elf slave was, and that she was forbidden fruit to him. But what made it worse, was that Ezri knew she would get into serious trouble if the Mistress were to find out that she had been sneaking around.

The half-elf was pulled into an old servant corridor, where another guard was sitting against the wall. These were the same two guards who had been outside of Erac's chamber. The second guard stood up when he saw the young female that the other guard had captured. Mistress Zri's personal pet slave was caught sneaking around. Fortunately for them, Erac might not finish with the blonde human very soon, so they had free time. The half-elf was a pet slave, and harming her would be bad for them, but a little bit of fun couldn't hurt, right?

Ezri was held between the two guards, and she felt their greedy hands all over her body. Her clothes were pulled off, and the guard who caught her, taunted her to call for help and tell the Mistress that she had been sneaking around Erac's chamber. She bit her lower lip, and knew that she would have to pay for their silence. Sexual favors were nothing new in the camp, and even provided evidence why there were so many half-breeds. They all seemed to have constant sexual craving flowing in their veins like hot lava, making them satisfy their lusts every chance they possibly could. 

Ezri was pushed against the wall, face first. A strong hand was on her neck, holding her head against the stones, and her hips were pulled away from the wall. The male behind her pressed his cock between her thighs, sliding against her womanhood. Ezri felt the rough stone against her cheek and chest, it's coolness making her nipples turn hard. The guard's hot breath was on her neck, just before his cock found her silky passage. The guard must have eaten something foul, because his breath stank. Ezri shivered slightly as the half-breed slowly penetrated her. She tried to keep her mouth shut as much as she could. 

The half-breed guard was already panting a bit, so eager to enjoy the half-elf slave. She was a rare catch, and a far greater prize than the guards would usually get. While he had her in his hands, he planned to enjoy every second. He looked down at her pale backside and smooth skin, as he held her hips and thrust up into her again. At that moment, he didn't care if he was caught and punished. This half-elf female was worth the risk. 

Ezri felt the hard shaft thrusting inside her pussy, while his hands slid up to seek her breasts. She kept her hands on the wall, afraid that she would be harmed if she fought back. She would endure this, she told herself. Let him have what he wants and it will be over quicker. She spread her feet a bit to make it easier for him to enter her, and pushed back with her elbows against the wall, giving space for the guard's hands to have her breasts.

The guard's pace was increasing, as he enjoyed feeling how tight and hot this half-elf was. She was short and slim, and so insanely pretty. The half-breed guards had never seen women like Elayne, Lori, or Ezri before. 

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Erac groaned and slowed his pace to enjoy his slave as much as he could. Both his hard shafts were stretching the female, and her body was proving to be quite adaptable. It would be a shame to lose her in the upcoming mission, but the benefits were worth the danger. If successful, he could build a stronghold, and expand his domain in the Demon-controlled territory. He leaned down to lick the blonde female's lovely breasts. Her body was so different than his wife, so soft, smooth as silk, and her sweat tasted like sweet nectar. 

Elayne could do little else than keep her legs wrapped around him and take it all. The two hard cocks filled her holes and slide so deep that it hurt a little. She was partly relieved that he didn't take her with reckless abandon and make her faint from the pain. At this slower pace, she felt every movement that he made inside her body. Once his cocks had stretched her, the penetration was less painful and more pleasurable.

He finally released his hold on her throat and she took a long inhale. Air had never tasted so good, and was almost like a small divine revelation for a few heartbeats. Then Erac pushed her legs from his hips and pulled his hard cocks out. He suddenly lifted her from the table, and Elayne held his arms for support. She was focused on the emptiness in her pussy and darker hole as the Master turned her around and pushed her to bend over. Elayne's feet were now on the floor and she was bent forward with her elbows on the table. She was still slightly dazed as she took deep breaths and felt him nudge her feet apart. Then he was rubbing his two knobs at her holes again.

Erac grunted with his deep raspy voice and pushed his two cocks into the blonde human from behind. He watched his hard members disappear into the trembling human's body, and she cried out with hints of pain, pleasure, fear, all mixed into one desperate sound. The blonde human felt so hot around his cocks that Erac stopped for a moment, just to enjoy the feeling.

Holding her tightly with his hard cocks nearly all the way in her, Elayne didn't know if she could take much more. One of his hands slid over her back, feeling her body under him, and then grabbed her hair. He pulled her blonde hair, forcing her head backwards and her back to arch. As her torso was lifted, her arms straightened and her hands were now flat on  the table. Erac groaned from the pleasure of forcing her body to feel more pain while filling her holes with his hard cocks. 

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Ezri tried to keep silent and just endure, but the guard kept shoving his member into her, and it rubbed her inner spots. Though she tried to fight back, her body betrayed her mind, and the pleasure was making her tremble. Then he suddenly pulled his tool out of her.

The guard was panting heavily. He was about to cum inside her, but did not want to end his fun so quickly. A little break was needed. The other guard pulled the half-elf from the wall, and pushed her down, instructing her to get on her hands and knees. She obeyed, and he kept one hand on her back as he moved behind her and kneeled between her feet. With his other hand, he directed his tool into her wet womanhood. The second guard groaned from the pleasure, enjoying how hot and wet this slave was. No wonder the Mistress took this one to be her pet. 

Ezri panted softly while trying to keep quiet as the second guard pushed his shaft into her. Let them have their fun, she reminded herself, and it will be over quickly. But she couldn't stop all her moans, as she lost control over her body while the mating continued. Their members weren't as big as other males, so it was easier for her, and in a way, more enjoyable. The guard behind her grunted and kept muttering how hot and smooth and wet her pussy was. Both of his hands moved up and down on her back, making her tremble again.

She bit her lower lip just to keep her mouth shut, so others wouldn't discover them. There were only two outcomes if she was found. First, they would want to know why she was in that corridor at this time of night and with these guards. The other possibility was that her night could get a lot longer, while she was forced to let more guards use her. She didn't want to end up in that situation, so she tried hard to keep quiet. 

The first guard stopped his friend before he went too far, and said that he wanted to do her again. His friend didn't want to end his chance with this young slave just yet. But there was little time to fight, so he pulled out as he was told. The first guard crouched on the floor in front of the half-elf and pulled her to him. Then he sat and laid down and pulled her over him, to straddle his hips. He told her to ride his hard member, so he could watch her from that angle.

Ezri spread her knees and placed her hands on the guard's chest for support. She felt his hands moving behind her, and whimpered slightly as his hard pole slid into her again. Then his strong hands grabbed her waist, and his hips thrust up. From this position, she felt how easily his member went deep into her. She could control it a little bit by moving her hips. She just wanted him to finish already, so they would let her go. She needed to try harder to make them cum quicker. The longer this continued, the higher the risk of getting caught. 

Ezri felt her nipples harden, and her body on the edge of her own climax. Though she tried to prolong it, a wave of orgasm made her body tremble. Her pussy squeezed the cock inside her and she gasped. As her hips quivered and she held onto the guard beneath her, she saw the second guard step in front of her.

The other guard moved to silence the female. He pushed his wet cock into her gasping mouth, and she closed her lips around his member. She was silent now, and he began to move his shaft back and forth between her lips.

The first guard laying on the floor, was groaning from the pleasure and felt the half-elf slave's womanhood become even tighter. Her inner muscles squeezed and relaxed around his shaft, and he panted while slowing his pace. This beautiful slave was having an orgasm on his cock, and her slender body shook strongly from waves of pleasure. Her lovely pale skin was hot and sweaty, her firm tits jiggled, and her nipples were rock hard. He would gladly serve Erac and Zri rest of his life if he could keep this slave just for himself. 

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Elayne moaned loudly while Erac thrust his dual poles into her, making her pant heavily with pleasure and pain. The Slave Master continued to clutch the slave's blonde hair and hold her up. With his free hand, he grabbed his goblet and drank more of the black wine, satisfying his lust and his thirst at the same time.

With one hand firmly on the table for support, Elayne tried to mask the pain with pleasure, and kept herself aroused by rubbing her clit with her other hand. She felt both of those hard cocks stretching her body to allow them to go deeper bit by bit. Her body was shaking from the pleasure and pain. The dual cocks rubbed her inner spots and drove her further and further into waves of pleasure. 

Erac enjoyed this slave's body, with her soft and hot flesh wrapped tightly around his cocks. She was again close to another orgasm, but Erac denied her by holding his members still. The blonde human's body smelled wonderful. She was sweating heavily, and droplets sprinkled his table. Erac leaned forward and licked the back of her sweaty neck. Bending forward pushed his cocks as deep they would go, and the blonde female gasped air into her lungs. His hot tongue moved over her shoulder and neck, licking her sweaty skin like it was covered with honey. 

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The two guards were enjoying Ezri's lovely body as much they could. The half-breed guard laying on the floor continued to hold her waist and thrust up into her, while the guard standing in front of Ezri made small movements back and forth as she sucked his member.

Suddenly, the guard on the floor clutched the half-elf's waist and lifted his hips, pushing his cock as deep as he could into her womanhood. He grunted loudly and filled her pussy with his hot seed. After another pulse of his member, his hips fell back to the ground. He mumbled something about this slave being the best of the best.

The second guard recognized that his friend had finished. He took the opportunity and pulled his member from her mouth. He quickly grabbed the half-elf under her arms, and pulled her up. The first guard lay limply on the ground as he recovered and his wet member slipped from the half-elf as she was forcefully pulled off his lap. 

Ezri was pulled away by the second guard and instructed to lay back on the floor. She obeyed, and felt the cold floor under her bare back as the guard spread her knees and knelt between her legs. She watched him steer his stiff pole, and with one thrust he was inside her again. She moaned softly as her empty pussy was filled once more, and she grabbed onto the guard's arms as he placed his hands at her sides and bent over her.

The half-breed guard panted heavily as he took the slave as intensely as his friend moments ago. This young slave's womanhood felt even hotter and wetter, thanks to his friend. He licked his lips and grunted above her, as his hard member slid back and forth in her pussy with a quick pace.

Ezri bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out from the pleasure, as her climax grew closer. She wrapped her legs around his hips and panted heavily as the strong male hovered above her, overpowering her and making her submit. She was just a prized whore to him, taking his hard member into her tight half-elf pussy. And soon she would make him climax and deposit his hot seed into her. 

It didn't take long, as the second guard was in a sexual frenzy. His body froze completely, and he could barely keep his mouth shut when his juices started to flow. Ezri felt his cock twitch inside her, causing her own climax at that same moment. Her hips shuddered as she lay on the floor while the second guard emptied his hot seed into her like his friend did earlier. Her orgasm was a strong one, and for a moment, Ezri didn't know where she was,  who she was, and if she was in danger or safe. She just clung to her lover, and barely kept herself from fainting.

A few moments later, the guard was pushing himself up, and the young slave unwrapped her legs and let go of his arms. The first guard was already getting dressed again, as the second guard stood and grabbed his things. The two guards didn't care about the half-elf slave, beyond the fact that she was a beautiful slave to fuck, and that was all. Before they went back to their post, they told the half-elf that she should sneak back to her chambers before anyone else noticed her.

Then the guards were gone, and left the exhausted Ezri laying on the floor. She had to rest for a while, and held her hands over her sore womanhood. Her pussy was still pulsing, forcing their sperm to drool out and make a slimy puddle under her. After another minute, she knew she had to get back to her chambers, and she rolled over and pushed herself up. Ezri grabbed her clothes from the ground and moved silently toward the bath area, where she could wash herself clean. She couldn't let anyone see her, and not in that state. She needed to be more careful next time she was sneaking around. 

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Being pressed against the heavy wooden table had caused Elayne's thighs to start going numb. The two thick rods constantly thrusting inside her, only made it worse.

Suddenly, Erac picked up the pace and rammed his dual cocks deep inside her, well beyond what she thought she could tolerate. Elayne knew that he was close to his own climax, and maybe she would be allowed another. It had been building on top of her smaller orgasm, so this one promised to be a big one. The two rock hard cocks thrust faster and faster in her. She cried out, and saw stars at the edges of her vision. Even while her body screamed from the pain, this half-demon mating made her tremble with pleasure. Elayne's mind couldn't take it for much longer. Every nerve cried out with pain, pleasure, heat, pressure.

All at once her body shook uncontrollably, as wave after wave of a strong orgasm crashed through her. Elayne's vision blurred and narrowed, and then her eyes rolled up and she couldn't see. She could only feel, as her body continued to shudder with each wave of the orgasm as she was penetrated by the dual cocks of her half-breed Master.

Erac saw the blonde female shuddering under him with her orgasm, and felt her inner muscles squeeze his shafts. He grunted and growled like a huge beast, and took one final thrust, before finally releasing his hot seed inside her.

Elayne shook violently and tried to scream as loud she could, but no sound came out of her mouth. Erac let go of her hair, and she slumped down to her elbows on the table, while his dual cocks flooded her holes with hot cum. He panted heavily and watched the lovely pale backside in front of him, smooth skin, firm and round. He mused, that she might be better in the brothel than in the fighting pits. Maybe less chance to ruin her soft skin in there too. 

He pulled his cocks out from the blond slave, temporarily sated by her service. Erac sat down on his chair and drank some more of his wine while watching how tired this human female was. These humans were too weak for his taste, but fun for sex like this. There was good reason why Zri was Mistress of the house. It seemed she was the only one who could handle Erac's dual cocks. She had more stamina than these human females, so her position as an Mistress wasn't threatened. Elayne, Lori and Ezri were more like treats for Erac. They couldn't satisfy his needs separately, but maybe next time he'd take all three of them at the same time. Maybe then they would be able to satisfy him.

Elayne felt her insides filled with hot sperm. When he finally released her hair and stepped back, his thick poles slid out. Her holes felt empty, and her thighs were sore. She kept her feet spread apart and reached down to feel her pussy overflowing and dripping with his sticky seed.

The Slave Master called his guards to get the human female off his table, and return her to the training pit. She had served him well this night. He could now continue planning his moves for the near future.

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A few days later, Elayne and Lori were ordered to see the Shaman. She had strict orders from Master Erac, and had prepared some odd herbal mixtures, talismans, and a few items of demonic origin. The old woman ordered the two humans to undress, so she could more easily monitor the process while doing her work.

Both of the slaves were ordered to drink several odd looking, awful smelling, and absolutely terrible tasting herbal mixtures. Lori had no idea what the Shaman had mixed in that awful slurry they were forced to drink. Then they were ordered to lay down on available beds and wait. Lori remembered seeing a rotting corpses on the same beds just last night, and disgust filled her mind, but she had to obey. She did not tell Elayne what had lain on the beds the night before.

The old crone returned to the pair of humans, and used a severed finger to paint some occult symbols on their skin. The shriveled finger was one of her tools of the dark arts, and had small runes drawn on it, with a few metal nails driven into the bone. The Shaman chanted with her raspy voice while she painted the women's bodies with oily black symbols. Then she placed more ritual objects around both of them while she continued to chant.

A few moments later, Lori felt something happening. It started as a tingling on her skin, and then became a burning sensation. Elayne was experiencing the same thing, and both women tried to scream, but no sound came from their mouths. Something unseen had somehow stifled their utterances. 

Elayne and Lori both began shaking violently, and writhing from the burning pain that grew stronger and stronger. Lori was the first to faint from it. Elayne endured it a little bit longer, until darkness wrapped her too.

The old Shaman continued her work on the two unconscious humans. She chanted demonic charms, and magically bound something to the two women. Transformation was not an easy task for races who did not have the right biological traits. 

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When Lori and Elayne finally awakened, they quickly noticed that their bodies had changed. Both of them now had dark gray skin, dark nails, and their hair was white. They looked like Drow! The old Shaman was standing over them, and seemed pleased with her work. She dropped new garments on top of the two gawking women, and upon inspection the clothing seemed to be Drow-styled leather outfits

She explained, "Master sends you two on a mission into the Great Underdark... Like there is something 'great' down there besides death... Listen up and remember well. If you try to escape, know that this transformation must be reversed within a certain amount of time, or you will die. Simple as that. But also know that your young friend will pay a price for your escape or your failing. Her fate will be... oh, what do I care what you two do. You must remember that the transformation has to be reversed within a certain time, and if you fail... your half-elf friend here will pay."

The old Shaman began picking out small insects from her hair and ate them as she continued, "There is a Merchant with wagons, who is paid to escort you into the only free trade city between the Drow and the rest of us in the land of the sun. Your task is to locate the Old Trader in that city. He is a half-breed, with a necklace that Master wants returned. Kill the Old Trader and recover the necklace, or get the necklace first and then kill him."

After the two had dressed in their new Drow leathers, the Shaman gave some potions to each of them. "I cannot make you see in the dark without damaging your eyes. Master has forbidden that, so use these potions instead. You will be able to see in the darkness as if it were daylight. But only for a limited time. So get things done before you go blind..."

The old woman gave her warnings and then sent both of them out to the yard, where a sturdy cargo wagon waited. 

The Merchant was a large half-ogre, with strong arms and loud voice, perfect for intimidation and negotiation in the trade business. The caravan guards seemed to be Erac's own half-lizard bastards. They weren't very strong looking, but were good enough for the job they were tasked with. Erac had assigned them to keep this Merchant from betraying him and selling the two women to another slave trader for a fast profit. Erac had connections all around the region, but there was always the possibility that others would betray him when it suited them. Everyone was out for themselves, and not for a common good. Loyalty could easily be bought, and if someone paid better or had other benefits, loyalties could be turned. 

Ezri had relayed to Lori, all that she learned from Erac's maps. While on a healing visit to the training pits, Lori shared the information with Elayne. Neither knew what to expect from Erac's mission, and this transformation to  look like Drow was a surprise. The Shaman's warning also ensured that they wouldn't try to escape from the Merchant. It would mean a certain and most likely painful death. It was just another cruel way to die, as death seemed to be waiting around each corner in this world.

The two women were quickly ushered into the cargo wagon, under the Merchant's watchful eye. He was curious how Erac had come into possession of two Drow females. Most of Erac's slaves were half-breeds, and the Merchant had not seen pure-blooded slaves in Erac's camp for some time. Enough questions for now. The Merchant was being paid to deliver the cargo, and under strict orders not to kill or sell the two slaves. Erac had even assigned several guards for the escort.

The Merchant didn't want to waste good daylight with the tight schedule ahead of them, and prepared to head out. The two wagons were half full of random items that he sold around the wastelands. One wagon was driven by the Merchant himself, and the second was driven by his assistant or slave. Erac's guards were either scouting ahead or escorting the wagons on their lizard mounts

The wagons were pulled by large half-lizard oxen, just like Erac had in his stable. Only a wealthy Merchant had enough money to buy such beasts as these, or someone who had really good connections to Demon Lords. The wagons were built to be strong enough to endure the speed of these lizards. The heavy wheels would easily crush a person who might get in their way. They were like rolling cabins, or small portable trading posts. 

The wagons started to move, and the small caravan headed toward the wastelands. Elayne and Lori hadn't seen outside of Master Erac's stone walls for ages. There was little to see, but ruined and cursed ground that was burned and scarred from battles a long time ago. Nature here seemed to be corrupted by Demons and there was scant greenery left. The sky was different too. Everything was corrupted and adapted for the dominant race. Demons. 

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The days were hot, just like Elayne and Lori remembered from that day when fate had dropped them here. Hot and dry. The interior of the wagons were covered with cloth that kept the dust out of the trade goods.

The Merchant had planned their route through safer areas, and they stayed at small outposts at night. They were less dangerous than camping out in the open, and allowed the Merchant to conduct a little trade along the way. Outposts had their own local, independent leaders that always took some kind of payment for trading and rest.

The Merchant didn't want anyone to know about the two lovely Drow that he had hidden in his wagon. There was a risk that an outpost leader would take one of the women as payment, and the Merchant couldn't accept that. His two passengers weren't his property to trade, nor did he wish to pay the loss from his own pocket. He warned the two women to stay in the wagons and out of sight, for their own security. Erac's guards stayed near their wagon to protect them, and ensure that the Master's plan was going forward.

Elayne and Lori had little to do during the journey. They tried to figure out what that old Shaman had done to make them look like Drow. Their hair and skin color had changed completely. Their eyes looked like Drow eyes, but they didn't have the ability to see in the dark. They saved that potion for when they would be underground.

Lori had studied books in the Mage's Library, that described magical transformation into another race. While it seemed to be possible, it wasn't as perfect as what the Shaman had been able to do. She had demonic tools to aid her, so maybe that was the key. Lori was curious to learn the secret behind the transformation magic. Maybe she could make the transformation last longer, to be as perfect as if they were born into that race. 

Elayne was more worried about whether they would have time to get back. If they managed to get that necklace but died while coming back, Erac might not get the necklace and Ezri would still be doomed. And the requirements to reverse the transformation was built into the Shaman's magic to keep them from escaping.

Both women had things to occupy their minds while they journeyed closer to the Great Underdark. They heard some stories from the guards, that after Humans had fallen under Demon rule, there was war between Drow and Demons. The war was still going on, but had been cooling down for years now. They were headed to the only free trade city, a place where summits were sometimes held, between factions of Demons and Drow. All that was needed was one small spark to ignite the conflict again.

Elayne couldn't understand why Erac would want them to kill some half-breed Trader. It could be seen as an act of aggression and escalate the war. 

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The caravan had been traveling for four days. When the wagons stopped on the fourth night, they had arrived at an old Stronghold. It was clearly made by humans a long time ago. The mighty stone walls were in bad shape after many years of neglect, but were still solid, and providing protection. This Stronghold was larger than the other Outposts they had stopped at along the way, and the Merchant apparently had his own stable, and private rooms here.

After the wagons stopped in front of the stables, the Merchant and his other driver started to unload the goods into the storage building, and load the wagons with newer items. The new stock would sell better in the trade city. Elayne and Lori were led inside the storage building while the others swapped cargo in the wagons. 

The Merchant had informed them that they would spend the night inside the Stronghold. They could sleep indoors for a change. It would be a luxury to be indoors, compared to the cramped wagon. The goods in the wagons took up most of the space. Elayne and Lori felt like stowaways amongst the boxes and barrels. 

The storage building was sturdy and secure, and could withstand a small riot. The Merchant liked to see his property protected, and kept his own guards on the payroll. The two women were led to a room in the side of the storage area, where they couldn't escape from without being noticed. The windows were small, the walls were thick, and the door was sturdy. Being confined like this, made the room feel more like a jail. Still, it was a lot better than the uncomfortable wagon they had been in for so many days. 

Erac's guards stood watch outside the room. They were in a weaker position here, than they were while traveling. In this Stronghold, there were many of the Merchant's own guards, and he had the upper hand if he wanted to do something. Erac's guards were solely focused on protecting the two women. They stayed clear of the Merchant and his guards, and tried not to draw any undue attention.

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In the evening, when darkness had fallen over the Stronghold, Lori and Elayne heard the guards outside their door talking. After the conversation concluded, the door to the storage room opened and two of the Merchant's guards ordered the women to follow them. As they left the storage room, Lori and Elayne saw that Erac's guards were pocketing gold coins and nodding silently.

The pair was escorted through the Stronghold, and led into a room that turned out to be the Merchant's chamber. Only a few lanterns hung in the room, giving it a dim light. The half-ogre sat behind a table filled with various items. There were small statues, jars, boxes, papers, and so much more. He was looking at a book, and was apparently having a pretty good night.

The numbers seemed to favor him on this trip. He lifted his eyes from his ledger and looked at Erac's Drow women that were ushered into his chamber. The Merchant closed his book and waved at the guards, who quickly left and closed the door behind them.

The Merchant told the two women to step closer, as he wanted to see them better. "I looked at your Master's plan for your mission. If you two wanna go ahead with that plan, I'm certain that you will fail. Erac might have some connections in these lands, but he don't know anything about Drow. If you wanna survive, you listen me. I'll help you two, for a price..."

He eyed the two women. Both of them were beautiful for Drow, with dark skin and attractive features. The taller one looked like a warrior, and had long white hair that was tied back in a ponytail. The shorter one had wavy hair, and her body had more curves. After a lengthy trip like this one, a plain tavern whore looked nice enough, but these two were fresh, and he wanted a taste. The lust in his gaze was obvious.

Lori knew the price for his assistance would be sex. She looked at Elayne, and the two of them shared a silent agreement. Then Lori started to open the clasps on her dark leather outfit, and Elayne followed her lead.

The Merchant smirked, glad that they understood his bargain. "That... is just a part of the payment. I need certain objects from a half-breed colleague. Fetch the items, and your debt to me will be more or less paid."

These two slaves weren't the first women led in here to give pleasure to the big half-ogre Merchant. He knew that he would be able to use these slaves to his advantage in one way or another. From this Stronghold, it was a two day journey to the entrance of the Great Underdark. It might take around the same time to travel into the free trade city. He agreed with Erac that the two Drow slaves were not to be harmed or sold away, but that didn't mean that he couldn't sample the merchandise while they were in his possession.

He waited for the two women to undress fully, and then spun his finger in the air, commanding them to turn around slowly. They obeyed his command, letting him see their naked bodies. The half-ogre Merchant liked what he saw. He rose from his chair, and stepped to a side door. He pushed the door open and indicated for the women to enter. He followed the naked pair into his bed chamber, and closed the door behind him. 

Elayne and Lori stood naked in the room, next to the bed that took up most of the space. After the Merchant closed the door, he began to undress. They both assisted him, and piece by piece, the Merchant's clothes were removed and his scarred skin was revealed. The scars looked like some kind of burn, from fire or acid, so much that he must have been standing in a rain of it.

The Merchant was pleased how Erac's two slaves served him without saying a word. Their touches were soft and gentle, and their hands knew what to do. Several nights he had dreamed of this moment, and now he was going to take his time with these slaves and enjoy them as much as he could.

Lori pulled off his belt and added it to his growing pile of clothes, and her hands explored the scars on his chest. Elayne knelt in front of the half-ogre and unbuttoned his trousers. When his trousers were pushed down, his cock was revealed. The half-ogre's member was a normal size for a male of his height. It wasn't as big as some males that Elayne and Lori had been with. Maybe the night would be a bit easier for them. 

The Merchant smiled as the long-haired Drow knelt in front of him and started fondling his growing member with her hands, pressing kisses on it and licking the shaft. The shorter Drow's hands moved over his scarred skin, and he pulled her against him for a kiss. She returned his kisses, but she was just following his lead, as if it was a chore, though that did not matter to him. It was all the same whether these women enjoyed this night or not, for his own pleasure is all he cared about.

Elayne worked as best she could, kneeling in front of him. She spread her saliva over the knob and shaft with her hands. His member grew in size and length, until it was fully erect and ready to do it's duty to any womanhood offered it. Elayne was pulled to her feet and she felt his arm around her, preventing her from leaning away from him. Her breasts pressed into the side of his torso and when she looked up, he began to kiss her. Lori was in no better position, held close in his other arm, and as she watched him kissing Elayne, she reached down to rub his hard cock.

The half-ogre could only dream of having a real Drow female in his bed. But dreams were dreams, and maybe someday he would own slaves like these. He wouldn't have been interested in having some Drow slaves, if he knew the two women were actually pure noble-blooded humans.

The Merchant pushed both women onto his bed, which was big enough for all three of them. Maybe bigger, for times the Merchant fetched more company for himself. He climbed between them, and rolled onto his back, telling them to play with his pole while he decided who would be first to have his cock inside her.

The half-ogre enjoyed their hands on his cock, watching their slender fingers wrapped around and moving along the hard shaft. They took turns pressing soft kisses on the knob, and sliding their tongues up and down the shaft. He had to pick one to sink his member into as soon as possible. He told the shorter one to climb over him and show what she could do with her hips.

Lori obeyed, and the Sorceress crawled on her knees to straddle the half-ogre's hips. She leaned forward with one hand on his chest, and used her other hand to place his slick cock at the gates of her womanhood.

Elayne's hand gently caressed his large balls while she watched Lori ease the knob inside her. She moved her hips back and forth to ease his thick member into her pussy. Then the stiff cock began to disappear as the Sorceress sat in his lap. The Merchant groaned, feeling Lori's hot pussy accept his pole.

To the Sorceress, this thick member felt even longer and bigger than it looked, as it entered her. She bit her lower lip while slowly moving back and forth on his lap, rocking her hips and making him groan louder. His calloused hands moved on her thighs with a strong grip, muscles tensing visibly on his arms. While not as muscled as some of the guards, this half-ogre was quite a strong man. 

He groaned again and reached up to feel the Drow's firm tits. Then he pulled her against his chest so he could kiss her again. Tonight, this moment, both of these slaves were under his roof, and he planned to use them while he could.

Lori could do little, except submit to the half-ogre's desires, trying to serve him as best she could. She pressed her breasts into his scarred chest and kissed his lips and tongue. The Merchant held her against him and bounced his hips, firmly thrusting his pole up into her. Lori was trapped on his chest, held in his strong arms, and panted with each fierce thrust.

Elayne moved to the side, sliding her hands on Lori's body, hoping it would help her enjoy it. She already knew a few small tricks and spots that gave Lori pleasure when touched in the right way. Elayne's hand moved softly on Lori's lower back and over her ass, arousing her with gentle touches. This half-ogre wasn't handsome enough to fan the flames of desire just by looking at him. Anyway, it was clear that the Merchant just wanted pleasure for himself, and didn't care if they enjoyed it.

The half-ogre held the Drow on his chest and continued lifting his hips, pushing his cock up into her tight pussy with steady thrusts. After another minute of that, he stopped and held her as he rolled over, pinning her under him. His large body pressed her against the bed, with her knees clinging around his hips. His big hands pushed into the bed on either side of her head, and with this new angle, he rammed his spear deep into her silky passage.

Lori was almost crushed under the weight of the Merchant, and panted heavily from every thrust he made. The Sorceress started to fear that she would faint under this big half-ogre, and knew that he would just carry on fucking her unconscious body.

Elayne saw that Lori was unable to move under the half-ogre, who was grunting like a bull over her. His pole sank deep into her womanhood time after time. Elayne tried to help her friend by luring the Merchant, telling him that it was her turn, and he could enjoy her body for a while. She turned around and bent on her hands and knees, presenting her backside to him.

It didn't take long to draw the Merchant's attention. He liked the sight of the long-haired Drow positioning herself on her hands and knees for him. Her smooth bum was up in the air begging for him, and her slim waist made her figure even sexier. 

Elayne knew what she was doing. She saw perfectly well that he could hurt them both. She looked over her shoulder to see one of his hands take firm hold of her waist, and felt his knob touch her womanhood. Then his hard pole pushed into her. Elayne clawed at the bed linens with her hands, like she would try to get away from him, but that wasn't an option.

The Merchant's ogre side had awakened, and it made him act like a sex starved bull in heat, as he enjoyed his member in the other Drow's silky passage.

Elayne felt her womanhood stuffed with the half-ogre's cock. She squeezed the bed sheets in her fists, and allowed this male to take his enjoyment of her. The thick member moved inside her pussy with long and steady thrusts. Now she was moaning just like Lori did moments before.

The Merchant panted heavily and pulled the shorter Drow up by her hair, so he would be able to kiss her again and feel her soft lips against his. He would have lots of fun with these females if he had the opportunity to steal them from Erac. Night after night of rough mating with both of these slave women sounded really good. 

Elayne felt his thick member sliding inside her, rubbing her inner spots harshly, his roughness toward them suppressing any pleasure that she might have. The Merchant was the only one enjoying this mating so far.

The half-ogre loved feeling the long-haired Drow's smooth, strong body under his hands. He let his one hand move on her darkened skin, running his fingertips up her spine. Her long white hair was tied back and revealed a bit of her neck, unblemished and perfect. Her firm tits were swaying with his thrusts as he rammed his member into her wet womanhood. The Merchant loved feeling her silky passage tightly around his pole, and wanted to fill her womb with his slimy seed. A few more fierce thrusts made it happen. While groaning loudly from the pleasure, he held the long-haired Drow's hips and filled her pussy with his hot seed, causing her to tremble and pant heavily.

After his first orgasm, it was time to make sure that he would be ready for a second round. He drew his wet member out of the Drow, and rolled over to sit on the edge of his bed. He pulled the shorter Drow before him, to kneel between her legs, and told her to make him hard again.

Lori obeyed silently and lifted his softened cock with her slim hands. She wrapped her fingers around the slippery shaft and began licking it clean, tasting the strong salty cum and Elayne's juices. Then she covered the knob with her mouth and squeezed and stroked the shaft, working to get him hard again.

The Merchant smiled and leaned back on his elbows for a while, watching the shorter Drow lick and suck his pole. Then he shifted further up on the bed and laid back flat. He told the long-haired Drow to sit on his face, so he could lick her pussy.

Lori followed the half-ogre's movement, and crawled onto the bed to knelt between his legs. She slid her hands along the shaft and took it as deep into her mouth as she could. She watched Elayne move to the Merchant's shoulders, and facing way from her, swing one leg over the half-ogre and position her pussy over his face. Lori could see the half-ogre's cum drooling from Elayne's pussy before her friend lowered herself on his mouth.

Elayne leaned forward and grabbed the bed sheets above the Merchant's head. In that position, she had most of the weight on her knees and rolled her hips to move herself on his mouth. She panted softly when she felt his thick tongue enter her pussy. He seemed to like the taste of his own juices oozing from inside of her, because it made him groan happily as he licked and sucked her. 

Feasting on Elayne's pussy seemed to help Lori's work. Soon, his spear was rock hard again. The Merchant didn't want to change position just yet, and his hands blindly pulled the shorter Drow up from between his thighs. The Merchant paused his feast to order the Drow slave to ride him. Lori had no choice. Either she did it willingly, or he would take her more roughly. At least she could try to control the pace of his thrusts in this position. 

The Sorceress climbed over the half-ogre's hips and moved his knob to her entrance. She slowly sat on his lap and let his cock slide deep into her womanhood again. It went into her easier this time, making her groan softly. While Elayne still sat on his face, panting stronger and keeping her balance, Lori started to ride his member. She rocked and twisted from side to side, doing as many tricks with her hips as she could think of, just to please him. His hard member felt as big as it did the first time Lori had taken it inside her body.

Elayne gave a soft and long, desperate groan. This horny male had found her sweet spot, making her tremble from the pleasure. She felt her body shake and her skin become hot while he kept plying this spot with his tongue. But then he gave less attention to it, and the waves of pleasure weakened. He seemed to know how to torture her with his mouth and tongue.

Lori put her hands on the half-ogre's chest and moved her hips back and forth as she rode his cock. He was more focused on Elayne's pussy, and wasn't thrusting his own hips like he did earlier. This left Lori to control the pace, and pleasure. She kept one hand on his chest and moved her other hand between them so she could pleasure her clit. She enjoyed the hard member inside her pussy and moved her hips to make the thick shaft  rub her inner spots. Panting more and more, Lori became wetter and aroused.

Then Elayne suddenly cried out. The half-ogre had been sucking and licking and probing with his tongue when she felt a powerful surge, like a sudden lightning strike inside her, making her whole body tremble. The waves of a huge orgasm shook her hips and she groaned loudly, clenching the bed sheets in her hands.

The Merchant felt the Drow press herself against his chin and her cream flowed with her orgasm. When she stopped making so much noise, he pushed her off to the side and licked his lips still covered in their combined juices. The half-ogre sat up with the other Drow slave still on his lap. He lifted her hands onto his shoulders, and told her to hang on if she didn't want to fall. Then he leaned forward, forcing her to hold on as she was tilted backwards. He pushed his arms under her thighs and grabbed her butt as he stood up, keeping the female tightly in his lap. Her legs were hanging over his arms, and his hard member was still inside her womanhood.

Lori could do little more than hold on, and gasp for breath while feeling his hard pole deep inside her silky passage. Nothing could stop the half-ogre. He held her in midair so easily that it scared her a bit. His groans deepened while he held her and resumed thrusting in and out, as effortlessly in this position as before. He barely broke a sweat while holding her and ramming his hard member into her.

Elayne propped herself up on her elbows as she recovered from her orgasm. She watched Lori hold onto the merchant's neck and let him control everything while holding her. He moved Lori as if she were weightless, and positioned her body so that his pole could go as deep as possible. The Sorceress panted heavily with every thrust, and the Merchant loved hearing her moans. Lori looked like a rag doll in his arms. She had no option but to submit to him. Something about being restrained and taken like this, began to arouse her. Lori felt her nipples harden and she kissed the half-ogre, pushing her tongue into his mouth.

The Merchant kissed the shorter Drow as he held her tightly and thrust into her again and again. He started panting more heavily, but wanted more time with these women before he finished. He turned toward his bed, and dropped the Drow on the bed and rolled her onto her hands and knees. Then he pulled the long-haired Drow roughly toward her friend, and forced her to lay over the other woman.

Lori felt Elayne's body pressed onto her back, and her friend's arms came around her, and she held herself up. While Elayne's breasts felt nice against her back, she was worried what this brutal male had on his mind this time. 

The half-ogre smiled while looking at the two females stacked in a naked pile in front of him. He just needed to pick one of them. It was a shame that he didn't have dual cocks like Erac, but he would manage just fine with one. He picked his next target.

Lori and Elayne felt the bed sag as he climbed behind them. Within a few heartbeats they would know what he had in mind. Elayne gasped when she felt those strong hands grab her, and moments after, his hard member easily sank into her wet womanhood again. He grunted from lust and Elayne panted heavily as he used her. Elayne locked her arms straight, and held onto the bed sheets, trying to minimize her weight on the Sorceress. She was forced to lay on top of Lori, while taking the half-ogre's hard cock in her pussy. 

The Merchant groaned as he held the long-haired Drow's hips and watched his pole appear and disappear. His thrusts were slow and deep. Her silky passage was wet from his seed and her orgasm, but still gripped him nicely, and every thrust pushed her body on top of her friend. He moved with slow thrusts and enjoyed this slave for another minute, before pulling out. 

And then it was Lori's turn. The Sorceress was on her elbows and knees under Elayne, and felt the half-ogre force his wet lance into her pussy. Elayne still panted above her, but tried to help her friend with encouraging whispers. They had to help each other endure this and hope the Merchant would be satisfied soon enough. Lori panted heavily just like Elayne had moments before, as her body moved back and forth under her friend.

The Merchant continued taking turns dipping his cock in each of them. He couldn't decide which one was better. Both women were youthful, and their bodies fully developed. They were much smaller than him, and easy to manhandle in what ever position he desired. 

After several turns of comparing their silken passages, the women had gotten used to it and their loud moans had changed to more silent panting. The Merchant felt his second climax rising. He panted heavily, and pushed the long-haired Drow off her friend's back before he grabbed the shorter Drow's hips and made his last thrusts. Then a moment of fireworks and thunderous roaring filled the chamber.

Lori felt Elayne topple off her, and the half-ogre grabbed her hips and pushed his stiff cock deep inside her. Then he was still, and she only felt his member pulsing inside her, as she was flooded with his hot seed. A moment later, the half-ogre slumped forward on top of her like a huge bear. The Merchant's body was so heavy that it almost crushed Lori under him, and she was flattened on the bed. The Sorceress could barely breathe, and his cock was still stuffed inside her.

Elayne noticed Lori was smothered, and it took much effort to push the sweaty half-ogre off. Finally Lori was freed from that crushing situation, and the Merchant's big body rolled over onto his back. His wet member slipped out of Lori and left a slimy trail of cum on the back of her thigh, before resting on his muscular leg, slowly softening. He mumbled something and seemed to be satisfied at last. He fell asleep right away.

Lori took a few moments to catch her breath and then climbed off the bed. Both women cleaned themselves with whatever rags they could find. They also found some old blankets they could use to keep warm while they took settled down to sleep. They didn't want to take a risk leaving the Merchant's room. 

Finally they had a chance for rest, at least for a few hours.

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Knight Elayne's adventures continue...

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