The Tale of Daerenica: Part 3 – The Portal to Elevosia

The crowds in the capitol of Jorshah cheered as hundreds upon hundreds of naked, chained women and girls were paraded through the street. They were the spoils of war, women from the defeated kingdom of Shinesh. The biggest prize was its princess, Princess Hanniah. Normally such a choice prize would have been delivered to the orcs. But there were other plans for Hanniah. She was delivered to priests from the Cult of Ug’dromon, who brought her to the Talmot Forest. Daerenica and her priestesses wasted no time. She had royal blood.  Her sacrifice would open the portal to the elven world.  The princess was led to to a wooden stake below a large pile of wood. 

Princess Hanniah begged for mercy. Begged to be enslaved instead of killed. But her desperate pleas fell on deaf ears. Her fiery death would be the key to opening the portal to Elevosia. Making her much more valuable dead than alive. Plus, under the religious beliefs of the Cult of Ug’dromon, after her sacrifice Hanniah would get her wish and spend the eternal afterlife as a slave of Ug’dromon. The wood was ignited and within minutes the flame built up to a steady roar. Hanniah screamed as the fires consumed her. Over the princess’ agonized screams, Daerenica yelled the incantations that would open the portal to Elevosia. The last thing Hanniah saw before she succumbed to the flames was a flash of blue light as the portal opened. And so began Jorshah’s access to the legendary world of the elves: The world of Elevosia.

The portal led to a deep forest in Elevosia, far away from any of the major elf civilizations. So King Otto was able to send in a small number men to capture and abduct female elves deep in the forest without being detected. Teams of Jorshah warriors would ambush any small groups of elves who traveled through the forest, killing the males and capturing the females. The females were then taken back through the portal from Elevosia to Aegor.

Once back in Aegor, the female elves were coffled together and marched to orc territory. A slow stream of elves made their way to the orc territories for enslavement.

And after they were handed off to the orcs, they would begin their lives of slaves. What happened to them was no longer Jorshah’s concern.

Except not all of the female elves were delivered to the orcs. For the enslavement of elves for the orcs was only the secondary purpose. Or even a pretext. Because Daerenica was looking for elf priestesses or other elves that could divulge the elves’ magical secrets. Any time an elf priestess was captured, she would be secretly diverted from the coffle of captives and delivered to the Cult of Ug’dromon’s temple. There she would be chained up and brutally interrogated and tortured by Daerenica and her minions, who tried to force the captured elf to divulge everything she knew about elf magic. The cult had captured two priestesses but either they didn’t know anything about magic or they refused to divulge their secrets. So after questioning them proved fruitless, they were sacrificed to Ug’dromon.

Jorshah’s forces eventually captured a third priestess, a young elf named Ciliren. She had been brought to the temple and chained inside, and her interrogation had just begun. 

Daerenica observed as one of her priests, a man named Tauzar, started to soften her up. Tauzar pushed Ciliren onto her hands and knees and then unfastened his belt and dropped his pants. Ciliren knew immediately what he intended. “No! Please no! I am a virgin!  I am a priestess and I must remain pure and chaste!  You cannot do this!” Tauzar ignored her pleas as he lined his already-engorged cock up with her tiny slit. She started thrashing wildly but the priest grabbed her bucking hips to hold her in place as he began to ease his cock forward. As her labia began parting around his cock and it slipped inside her, pushing against her hymen, Ciliren wailed, “Noooooo!” 

“Stop,” commanded Daerenica to Tauzar who immediately stopped pushing forward. Daerenica knelt down in front of the young elf and  reached out and began stroking her cheek. “Tell me everything you know about your magic and I will make him stop. I will let you preserve your virtue,” she said in a kind voice.

“Magic? I don’t know anything about magic, I am just a young priestess, an apprentice!” Ciliren whimpered.

Daerenica glared at the elf and then looked past her to Tauzar. “Continue,” she commanded and stood up. Tauzar shoved his hips forward hard, driving his cock fully into the elf and breaking her hymen with brutal force. Ciliren’s eyes widened in shock and she cried out in pain as her virginity was brutally torn away. The priest pulled out and then slammed forward again, drilling deep into the young elf. The young elf let out anther pained cry.  “Tell me what I want to hear, and I will make it stop,” Daerenica offered the crying elf.

“I swear I do not know anything about magic,” Ciliren replied in between her sobs. Her sobs turned into a wail as Tauzar starting thrusting, hard and fast strokes, brutally ramming into the young elf. Tauzar drove his cock into the sobbing elf for several minutes until he grunted and unleashed a torrent of cum deep inside Ciliren’s battered cunt.

Daerenica crouched down again in front of the sobbing elf. “This can all stop; all you have to do is tell me everything you know about the elves’ magical powers.”

“I swear to you, I know nothing. I am young, only elves that are much older and wiser have such knowledge and wisdom,” she sobbed.

It seemed the interrogation would have to continue. Daerenica stepped away and returned a moment later holding a long wooden cane. “Perhaps a thrashing of your ass will make you talk, elf,” she snapped. Tauzar grabbed Ciliren and bent her over a large wooden table, so that her ass was hanging over the edge of the table and jutting out on the air. He held her arms and pushed down on her back pinning her down so that she could not move.

Daerenica positioned herself behind the squirming elf and, without any delay, she swung the cane. THWACK!! The cane bit into the flesh of Ciliren’s ass and she let out a pained scream. THWACK! A second slash across the elf’s ass and another scream roared from her lips. Two ugly red lines appeared across the pale flesh of her ass. “Talk!” shouted Daerenica angrily.

“I don’t know…” Ciliren started to talk but her words were cut off when the cane slashed across her ass again. THWACK!! Another pained scream pierced the air. Daerenica brought the cane down hard across the young elf’s ass three more times. Ciliren wailed in agony and started begging for Daerenica to stop, her words barely coherent. Daerenica let the young elf blubber for half a minute before she rained down more blows, striking her across her ass another five times, bringing a torrent of incoherent screams and sobs from the elf. Daerenica continued her beating of the elf, striking her ass a total of fifteen times before she stopped. Ciliren was a sobbing mess, the searing, agonizing, burning pain she felt across her entire ass shattering her.

“What is the source of the elves’ magical powers?” asked Daerenica.

“I don’t know, please you must believe me!” sobbed Ciliren.

Daerenica signed. “It seems she needs more encouragement. Tauzar, open up her other hole.” Tauzar grinned as the priest and High Priestess switched positions, with Daerenica holding Ciliren down over the table and Tauzar positioning himself behind her ass. He stroked his cock with his hand to make it grow hard again. Even though he had cum a few moments ago, it did not take long. Watching the pretty young elf being caned and seeing her ass striped with the ugly red welts had turned him on. When he was hard again, he used his hand to position his cock at her anus. Realizing what he intended, Ciliren found her strength again and started bucking wildly but Daerenica held her down and Tauzar grabbed her hips and shoved his own hips forward slowly, and his cock began forcing itself inside her ass. Ciliren clenched her ass, desperately trying to keep his cock from penetrating her but it was no use. His cock overcame the resistance and plunged into her, causing the elf to scream in pain.

“Please do not do this! You will tear me apart!” Ciliren wailed. The priest ignored her pleas and began thrusting into her ass with hard jabs. Ciliren screamed with each new thrust and begged for him to stop. Tauzar ignored her, using her hips to pull her back towards him as he thrust forward, his brutal sodomy growing more violent. It took Tauzar longer to cum this time but eventually he let loose another torrent of cum deep inside the elf’s battered rectum.

Ciliren’s mind was shattered at that point and Daerenica knew there was no use questioning her until she had recovered some. So Daerenica and Tauzar chained her up and left her. 

They returned a couple hours later. When they appeared, Ciliren lifted up her head and stared at them fearfully. Her eyes were so red and swollen from her crying that she could barely see them.  But even through all the swelling, it was easy to see the terror in her eyes. “Please let me go,” she whimpered weakly. 

Tauzar ignored her pleas and lifted her up onto the table, this time on her back, and he chained each of her limbs to a leg of the table so that she was spread eagle and tightly secured.

“Are you ready to tell us what you know?” Daerenica asked the elf as she picked up the wooden cane again.

“I keep telling you, I know nothing about magic,” Ciliren whimpered, and then she saw the cane. “No! Please no more! I can’t take any more!”

THWACK! Daerenica swung her arm and struck the elf across her breasts, just under her nipples. Ciliren’s eyes widened in shock and she let out a piercing, agonized scream. THWACK! Another slash of the cane across the elf’s breasts, this time above her nipples. Ciliren thrashed wildly as she shrieked in pain. Daerenica waited for the elf’s sobbing to die down before she spoke to her. “Tell me what you know and all this will stop. But if you don’t talk, the next one will hit you across your nipples and then maybe that intense pain will encourage you talk.”

“I know nothing about magic, I swear!” Ciliren sobbed. “Please if I did, I would tell you everything…” TWACK! The cane came down hard across the elf’s nipples. Without pause, Daerenica struck her nipples a second time. THWACK! Ciliren let out a demented scream and bucked so wildly that Tauzar had to hold her down.

“Please you must believe me!” Ciliren whimpered, her voice hoarse after her loud, pained screaming. 

“Liar!” Daerenica snarled and five more times the cane snapped viciously across Ciliren’s breasts and the elf threw back her head and let out a hoarse scream of agony. After yet another five strokes, her screams turned into a high-pitched whimper. Her breasts were striped with ugly red welts and a few drops of blood where the skin had broken. Ciliren was drooling and covered in sweat.

“TALK!” Daerenica snapped angrily. Ciliren’s mind was too broken to even plead that she did not know anything. Daerenica slashed her breast five more times. When she was done, the young elf laid limp across the table, gasping for breath, only semi-conscious.

“I know how to get her attention again,” Daerenica growled angrily. She circled around until she stood in front of the chained elf’s spread legs. Daerenica swung her arm and the cane slashed through the air and struck the elf between her legs, right across her cunt. Ciliren’s eyes widened; she found her voice and energy again as she let out a house agonized scream and pushed up her hips, bucking wildly from the searing pain. THWACK! The thin rod struck the elf again, slicing into the folds of her sex. Ciliren screamed and thrashed wildly, the hot agony of the stroke searing through her cunt.

“Does that help you remember more about your magic?” Daerenica asked the elf. When she got no answer, she swung her arm again and again, striking the elf’s cunt with the wooden cane over and over. By the 7th strike, Ciliren had passed out.

“Get some smelling salts to wake her up,” Daerenica ordered Tauzar. But just then the door burst open and a priestess ran inside. “High Priestess! The temple is under attack! By orcs and goblins!”

(End of Part 3, to be continued...)

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