The Tale of Shanaera: Part 2 – Shanaera Meets the Orcs

As the coffle of elf maidens exited through the other side of the portal, into the Talmot Forest in Aegor, they were greeted by a line of orcs and goblins. The goblins and orcs roared excitedly, seeing the alluring naked elf flesh displayed in the slave coffle. The line of captive elves trembled in fear, some crying, as they looked around the strange new world they had been dragged to, and the orcs leering at them. As much as they feared the goblins that had abused them after their capture, they knew from Elevosia’s ancient history that the larger orcs were a much scarier threat. And there was no doubt as to the abuse that they would be subjected, based on the orcs’ crude shouts and lustful stares.

One of the goblins that had escorted the captives took them straight to the orc slaver, Agdug. The slave yokes were removed from the elves and they were lined up. Agdug moved down the line, inspecting each elf, assessing her. When he got to Shanaera, he lifted up her chin and eyed her face. She glared back at him defiantly. Agdug chuckled before he released her chin and moved down the line.

It was time to brand and collar the new slaves. Agdug went back to the front of the line and grabbed the first elf. He dragged her over to the branding log at the center of the slaving station. She was strapped down on the log, extra straps going around her left leg to hold her thigh immobile so that the brand would go on it cleanly. Agdug went over to grab a branding iron that was heating over the coals. He held it up to inspect it, seeing its orange glow and feeling its heat against his face, knowing that it was hot enough. He turned and leaned down and pressed the iron against the elf’s thigh. There was a loud sizzling noise and then the elf screamed in anguish. He held the brand to her flesh for several seconds before he lifted it away. The elf maiden bucked against the log and screamed in agony. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air. 

When they saw the first elf being branded, many of the other elf maidens, including Jastira, started to cry. They knew that they too would be suffering the agony that the first elf had just suffered. And they would be permanently marked as slaves. Shanaera was next to Jastira and she reached over and took her hand, squeezing it, trying to comfort her. But she knew there was no real comfort to offer. 

Agdug put the branding iron back in the coals and fetched a collar from a crate. He returned to the elf, locked the collar around her throat, and then unstrapped her from the log. He dragged the sobbing elf back to the line of elves and threw her to the ground. “Kneel,” Agdug commanded, and she slowly got into her kneeling position, with her knees parted widely and her hands resting on her parted thighs. Agdug then grabbed the next elf in line. Shanaera fought back tears as she watched the next elf being strapped down and branded. She could only imagine how painful it was. 

Agdug moved down the line, branding and collaring each elf. Eventually, it was Jastira’s turn. Shanaera squeezed the young elf’s hand tightly before she was pulled away. Jastira wailed, in a full panic, as Agdug dragged her to the branding log. She began pleading and begging not be to branded. Agdug ignored her and strapped her to the log. A moment later, Agdug grabbed the iron. Jastira let out a demented scream as the scorching metal was pressed to her thigh. Shanaera looked away, her eyes tearing up again. 

Her branding completed, Jastira was collared and then dragged back to the line and made to kneel. Now it was Shanaera’s turn. As she was dragged over to the branding log, Shanaera fought back her tears and tried to still her trembling lip. She was determined not to show fear or weakness. Shanaera was strapped down on the branding log. Agdug wasted no time. He grabbed the brand and pressed it to her thigh. Shanaera heard the sound of her flesh sizzling for a split second before she felt anything. But then the intense pain hit her as the hot iron seared into her flesh. It was worse than she could have imagined, and Shanaera let out an ear-piercing, agonized scream as she bucked against the log. The orc held the brand pressed to her thigh for several seconds, which felt like an eternity. Even after he lifted it, the searing, burning pain did not stop and Shanaera continued her agonized screams. The small of her seared flesh filled her nostrils. She looked down with her tear-blurred eyes at the ugly red mark on her thigh, the symbol of a hilted dagger. She was now branded chattel. Agdug locked an iron collar around her throat. She was taken back to the line of elves and made to kneel, sitting on her heels with her knees parted widely.

The remaining elves were branded and collared. Then the goblin that had escorted the slaves to Agdug stepped forward. He pointed to Filaurel. “That one is the wife of a leader of the elves.” He then pointed to Shanaera. “And that one is a warrior. You probably want those two sent to the dungeon for interrogation. The rest have no useful information.”

Agdug nodded. “Then the fuck pit for the rest of them,” he replied All of the elves except Shanaera and Filaurel were chained together and they were led away by a pair of orcs. Shanaera, still in agony from her branding, watched as Jastira and the others were dragged off. She did not know what a fuck pit was but she had a pretty good idea. There was no mystery or ambiguity behind the blunt term.

Agdug stepped over to the kneeling Shanaera and Filaurel, his eyes raking over their naked flesh. “It is a shame you will end up in the dungeon. But hopefully you will break quickly and spill all your secrets about your world. And hopefully you are not ruined too much, because if you survive, you will make fine slaves.”

Shanaera’s lip began to tremble again. She had started to accept that she was going to be a slave. She was trying her best to cope with the realization that she would spend the rest of her life being abused and fucked by these vile monsters. But now Shanaera realized that her fate was not just slavery. She was going to be tortured and forced to divulge all her knowledge about Elevosia. And her kingdom. The thought of betraying her kingdom and elf-kind was too much too bear. Shanaera prayed she would be strong enough to resist. Agdug continued eying both Shanaera and Filaurel. “Where is Gnarlug?” he called out. 

Another orc who was at the slaving station replied, “He is busy with some of the captives in the dungeon. He knows that we have new ones though so I am sure he will be here soon enough to escort these two to the dungeon.”

Agdug nodded and smiled. “Well, if he isn’t ready for them yet I suppose I have some time to fuck one of them.” He looked between Shanaera and Filaurel and pointed to Shanaera. “I am gonna fuck this one. Take the other one to the dungeon. Have your fun with her if you want and then let Gnarlug know he can pick up this one when he is ready. Tell him there is no hurry, so I can enjoy introducing her to orc cock.” The other orc attached a chain leash to Filaurel’s collar and took her away. Shanaera started to tremble as she knelt in front of Agdug, knowing she was about to experience her first brutal ravaging by an orc. 

Agdug remained crouched down in front of Shanaera, and he slid his hand up her parted thigh to her sex. Shanaera jumped back and closed her legs, glaring at the orc, trying to protect herself from his invading hand. “Open your legs, slave!” Agdug commanded. When she did not immediately comply, Agdug slapped her hard across the face, several times. Her face stinging and her vision blurred, Shanaera slowly parted her thighs again. Agdug licked his fingers and slid his hand between her thighs again and began to rub her slit. He slipped his fingers between her folds until he found her clit and started to rub it, which caused Shanaera to start to cry. She knew how her body would react and it made her ashamed. With his other hand, Agdug grabbed Shanaera’s shoulder and shoved her down onto her back. He straddled Shanaera and began to squeeze her tits. When Shanaera reached up to try and grab his hand, Agdug slapped her across the face harshly again. Reluctantly, Shanaera lowered her hands. Agdug leaned down and placed his mouth over one of Shanera’s nipples and began to nibble and suck on it until it became hard, and then he did the same with the other nipple. 

Agdug’s other hand was still rubbing Shanaera’s sex and toying with her clit. After a few minutes of stimulation, he noticed that the little nub had swelled and hardened. He slipped a couple fingers into her cunt, finding she had grown quite wet. It seemed her body was enjoying the orc’s attention. He withdrew his fingers and pulled his hand up to his mouth to lick them, enjoying her taste and scent.

Pinned down by the orc, Shanaera lay helplessly on her back, staring up at the sky, and mentally tried to remove herself from the awful situation she was in. Feelings of complete helplessness and vulnerability filled her mind as tears poured down her cheeks. But the sense of shame she felt overwhelmed her other senses. Her body was betraying her again and reacting to the touch by her vile captors.

Agdug quickly grew aroused as he played with the pretty elf. He pulled himself off Shanaera so that he could pull down his pants to release his large orc cock from its confinement. Shanaera stared at it in horror. Orcs were much bigger than goblins, in all respects, and she had no idea a cock could be that large. She began to panic when Agdug climbed on top of her again, between her splayed thighs, and positioned his massive cock at the entrance of her sex. “Please no, you are too big, you will tear me apart,” she whimpered.

Agdug laughed. “Slave, you will get used to it. Because having your holes filled with orc cock will be your purpose in life, at least after your interrogation ends.” Agdug stared down at the panicking, terrified elf. He loved the sight of a terrified, helpless slave. He loved fucking fresh slaves and watching their struggles and listening to their pleas. He knew that soon enough she would be broken and would surrender to her fate. But until she did, her fearful pleas were music to his ears. Agdug began to push his cock inside the struggling elf. Shanaera wailed as his cock was forced inside her. Agdug grunted with pleasure as he felt her cunt stretching around his cock as it slipped inside her. Shanaera started struggling more, thrashing and bucking, her legs kicking frantically on either side of his hips. But he was between her legs and had her pinned down; there was nothing she could do. Agdug drove forward, driving his cock fully into Shanaera’s cunt. Shanaera wailed as Agdug pulled out and then drove his cock into her again. He began to thrust in and out of her, enjoying the feel of her tight elf cunt squeezing his cock.

Shanaera gasped in rhythm to each of the orc’s hard thrusts. Agdug increased his pace as he pounded the helpless elf beneath him. But he slowed down when he was close to cumming, wanting to make the elf’s first ravaging by an orc to last as long as possible. Once his arousal had died down and he was no longer on the verge of cumming, Agdug picked up his speed again. With each stroke, he pulled his cock out almost completely and then drove fully into her, so she would feel the entire length of his cock thrusting in and out of her. Shanaera shook her head back and forth as she tried desperately to ignore the arousing sensation of his thick cock sliding in and out of her now-slick pussy. Agdug soon felt her cunt squeezing and twitching around his thrusting cock. The contractions grew stronger and Shanaera clamped her eyes shut and began shaking her head more frantically, trying so desperately to ignore her growing arousal. But it was a losing battle. Shanaera let out a soft moan, and she unconsciously raised her hips ever so slightly and started pushing them back and forth, meeting his thrusts. After a few more minutes of hard fucking, she lost control completely and let out a loud gasp as the intense orgasm ripped through her, her pussy contracting around his cock as the waves of pleasure shook her whole body.

But even after Shanaera had orgasmed, Agdug was not finished. He continued thrusting in and out of her, changing the angle of his thrusts to find a new sensitive area deep in the elf’s cunt to stimulate and arouse. After a while, Shanaera started to moan again, shaking her head back and forth, as her arousal began to build and build once again. As Agdug continued fucking her, he reached down and coated his thumb in Shanaera’s juices and then began to stroke her sensitive little clit. Shanaera could no longer resist the accelerated motion of the large orc cock thrusting inside her combined with the attention her clit was receiving. She wrapped her legs tightly around Agdug’s hips, drawing his cock even deeper within her cunt as she surrendered to her fate. It was not long before he brought her over the edge again. Shanaera moaned loudly and then gasped, arching her back as another intense orgasm hit her.

As Shanaera’s cunt contracted once again around his cock, Agdug could not hold out any longer. He groaned as he sprayed his seed deep into her womb. When his intense climax subsided, he pulled his cock from Shanaera’s well-used cunt and rolled off her body, catching his breath. Shanaera lay limp on the ground, whimpering softly, the orc’s cum leaking from her gaping pussy and down the crack of her ass onto the ground. But Agdug was not done with her yet. He grabbed Shanaera by the hair and pulled her up onto her knees, holding her head so that was inches from his softening cock.

“Suck on it, slave. And if I feel your teeth you will pray for death before I finally grant you that mercy.” He pulled her head in and Shanaera reluctantly parted her lips and took his cock into her mouth, tasting at once the mixture of the orc’s cum and her sex fluids. Shanaera’s head began to bob up and down and she began sucking and licking the orc’s cock. Soon she was slurping away and it was not long before Agdug’s cock began to swell again. As it grew, Shanaera struggled to get the whole thing into her mouth and down her throat. Agdug still had his hand on Shanaera’s hair and he began to push and pull her head up and down his cock until she was gagging and drool was spilling out of her mouth and onto her tits.

Agdug fucked her mouth for several minutes, and the feel of her tongue sliding up and down his shaft and the suction of her mouth brought him to another orgasm quickly. He grunted as he shot his seed down the back of her throat. “Keep sucking!” he yelled and Shanaera obeyed his command and continued to suck, only briefly stopping when her mouth had filled to swallow the cum.

Having now fucked the new slave, Agdug was done with her. He dragged Shanaera over to and chained her wrists above her head to a wall to keep her secured while he waited for Gnarlug. It was only a few more minutes before the goblin torturer appeared. “This one here is for me?” he asked Agdug, gesturing towards Shanaera. Agdug nodded, and Gnarlug stepped over to Shanaera, leering at her. “Welcome slave. Welcome to Aegor. I look forward to making you sing all your secrets about your world.”

Shanaera glared up at the goblin. “I will never betray my fellow elves or my kingdom!” she snapped. “You can do what you wish with me. You can fuck me and abuse me and treat me as a slave. But I am an honorable warrior and I will die before I betray my honor!” Gnarlug laughed. He reached down to grab her collar and yanked it. 

“You feel this? You were a warrior." Garlug replied.  "Now you are a slave. And we will do with you whatever we please. Whether that be fucking you or making you talk. You say you will die before you talk. Let me assure you, if you do not talk, you will pray for death when you start to experience my various methods of persuasion. But you will not receive the mercy of death. And then you will beg to tell me all your secrets, just to make the pain stop. And then you will talk and talk and talk. Come slave, let’s get you to the dungeon.” 

He unchained Shanaera’s wrists from the wall and cuffed them behind her back He then attached a leash to her collar and began to drag her off to the dungeon. Shanaera was taken through a courtyard. She hard screams, sobbing, grunts, and shouts. As they walked through, they approached the edge of a large pit. And Shanaera realized at once what it was. The fuck pit. She peered down. There were a few dozen slaves, most of them elves, inside the large pit. All of them were being brutally ravaged by orcs or goblins. Most by more than one at a time. Shanaera realized that Jastira was down there somewhere. She shuddered. Gnarlug noticed her fear and laughed. “When I am done with you, you will pray to be sent here rather than spend another minute in my dungeon.” He yanked her leash to move her along. Shanaera tried her hardest to hide her fear. She prayed she could resist whatever horrors were about to be inflicted on her.

(End of Part 2, to be continued...)

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