The Tale of Shanaera: Part 5 – The Beast

Shanaera was in her cell, alone. She did not know where Filaurel or Sariandi were, but she knew they were likely being interrogated. Shanaera had been in the dungeon for many days now, maybe even weeks, or so she assumed. In the dark, windowless dungeon, it was impossible to know the passage of time. Since being sent to this hellish dungeon, Shanaera had undergone repeated beatings, brutal and savage fucking, and numerous other forms of cruel abuse and torture. Her entire body was covered in welts, cuts, and bruises, and every inch of her body was sore. She was exhausted, but it was hard to sleep with the constant fear that she was going to be tortured again. It seemed that every time she slept, she was awoken by an orc or goblin who was there to fuck her or take her to an interrogation room for more abuse. But Shanaera knew she had to sleep. She needed her strength. If she was weak, she would give in, and she would betray her kingdom. She had to stay strong! She would not betray her king! She would not betray the elves! Shanaera closed her eyes. She started to drift asleep.

The sound of her cell door opening jarred Shanaera awake. An orc stepped inside the cell, and Shanaera sat up and began to scoot back.  It was Krormoth, one of the guards of the dungeon.  “Please no,” she whimpered. Krormoth quickly stepped forward and grabbed her by her hair. He yanked her up and began to drag her from her cell. Shanaera started to cry, knowing she was being dragged off for some form of torture and interrogation. “Please, you just interrogated me,” she wailed. “Please I need time to recover! I cannot take any more!” Krormoth ignored Shanaera’s desperate pleas as she was dragged through the dungeon. She was taken down the stairs, down a hallway and through another door.

On the other side of the door was a small room with a single jail cell. Gnarlug was in the cell. Also in the cell was a large creature. It somewhat resembled an orc but it was much larger and its facial features were different from a typical orc. At least the part of the face that Shanaera could see. The creature’s mouth was covered with a leather muzzle. That was not the only bondage it wore. Thick iron cuffs were affixed to his wrists and ankles and a metal collar was around its throat. The collar and cuffs were secured with thick chains that were attached to an iron ring secured to a wall of the cell. The chains were short so that the creature’s movements were limited to one side of the cell. Noticeably, Gnarlug was standing on the other side of the cell, outside of the creature’s reach.

Shanaera was led into the cell by Krormoth. Inside the cell, her wrists were cuffed to chains that were affixed to a ring on the ceiling, on the opposite side of the cell from the creature. She stared at the creature, fearful, but also curious what it was. 

“Slave, meet Beast,” Gnarlug said to Shanaera. “Beast is an experiment gone awry. The orcs tried to breed a fierce fighting machine for war and so they tried to mate with a female troll. Trolls are massive and strong, but dumb as a rock. Orcs are much smarter. The thought was that a hybrid between the two species would be an unstoppable fighting force. Orcs and trolls are closely related and so it was believed they could mate. And after repeated tries they were able to mate a male orc with a female troll. And they created Beast here.” Gnarlug pointed to the creature. “Beast is very strong and fierce. But he is quite demented. He cannot be controlled. He is extremely violent and can snap at any time. He frequently lashes out and tries and kill others, both friend and foe. So, he cannot be trusted, and is quite useless as a tool of war. The creature is also psychotic and afflicted with a violent lust. So, we have found he does have one use. He is very useful for getting female slaves to talk. And when we let him fuck a female slave on occasion, that seems to control his rage. So, it is a win-win.”

Shanaera stared in horror at Beast. He was staring back at her, his eyes filled with violence, aggression, and lust. “Here, watch this,” Gnarlug said to Shanaera and he stepped in front of her and slid his hand down her belly and between her thighs. His finger slipped between the folds of her sex and he began to slowly rub her slit. Shanaera shook her head and tried to pull away, but she was unable to with the chains holding her wrists. “Take your hands off me!” she cried angrily. She bit her lip, trying to ignore the warm, tingly feeling that quickly formed deep in her loins. Gnarlug continued to rub Shanaera’s sex, and as a finger brushed over her clit, she let out a soft squeal. Seeing her reaction, Gnarlug began to slowly rub her clit with his thumb as he slipped a couple of his fingers into her pussy. “Stop that!” Shanaera repeated as Gnarlug began to slowly slide his fingers in and out of her sex, which quickly began to grow wet and heat up.

As Gnarlug continued to tease and stimulate her with his hand, Shanaera’s arousal quickly built. Her back arched and she thrashed around against the chains holding her wrists. Groaning in frustration, Shanaera bit her lip and shook her head frantically, trying to ignore the sensation as his thumb teased her clit and his fingers begin to thrust in and out of her at a faster pace. “No! Please no! Stop!” Shanaera cried. She let out a soft moan and she began squirming around more, trying desperately to escape the growing arousal. Soon, her cunt was slick and she could feel her juices begin to ooze down her thigh. Shanaera heard loud grunts and growls and she looked over at Beast who was beginning to grow excited as he watched her squirming.

As Gnarlug continued to finger her and tease her clit, her cunt began dripping more. The smell of her arousal began to fill the air. Shanaera let out another frustrated wail as her body betrayed her.

Beast could smell her aroused cunt as well. He began growling more loudly and he strained hard against the chains as he tried desperately to get at her.

Shanaera started to cry. She was not only ashamed at how her body reacting, but was also terrified out at how this abomination of a creature was reacting to her arousal. But not even her fear quelled her excited state. Gnarlug began plunging his fingers in and out of her dripping cunt even faster, shoving his fingers deeper and deeper into her slick, warm hole. Her body was becoming harder and harder to control. Shanaera felt her pussy tighten and twitch around the goblin’s fingers, sending ripples of hot pleasure through her loins. Her hips began to move involuntarily, grinding her pelvis against Gnarlug’s thumb and fingers. He increased the pressure with his thumb, rubbing her clit in circles in a constant motion. Shanaera moaned. Her cunt was so slick, and felt like it was on fire. She groaned again and then arched her back, on the brink of orgasm. Shanaera tried to stand on her toes to escape Gnarlug’s hand but Gnarlug simply moved his hand up. There was no escape, and soon Shanaera was on the brink of orgasm. Beast was going crazy, growling through his muzzle and straining even harder against the chains. His singular focus was on the squirming elf.

Shanaera’s arousal kept building and building until an intense orgasm ripped through her. She began shaking and writhing, moaning loudly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her cunt spasmed and clenched against Gnarlug’s thrusting fingers as she gushed her juices all over his hand.

When the waves of pleasure finally subsided, Shanaera dropped her head in shame and cried softly. But the aggressive growls from Beast made her look up. And she saw immediately his cock, which was now engorged and erect. Shanaera gasped when she saw it. The thing was massive, thicker and longer than her forearm. Gnarlug laughed when he saw her staring at it. “Yes, trolls are quite massive creatures. Being a halfling, Beast is not as big as a troll but much bigger than an orc, as you can see. And that comes with that massive cock. You can see why that cock of his is good at persuading slaves to talk. Getting fucked by Beast is uncomfortable, to say the least. So, I will give you a choice slave. Tell me about your kingdom and your army or I will leave you in the cell with Beast, and let him fuck you.” He pulled his fingers from her sopping wet cunt and wiped them on her belly.

Shanaera started to cry. “No, I cannot betray my kingdom,” she sobbed. “But please do not leave me with this thing. It will kill me!”

“That is a distinct possibility,” Gnarlug replied. “Beast has killed more than one human slave girl. And permanently maimed many others. But you elves heal up pretty quickly. It is why you make perfect slaves. Let’s see if you can survive a fucking by Beast, since you don’t want to talk.” He looked to Krormoth. “Remove Beast’s muzzle,” he commanded. Krormoth looked at Beast fearfully. The fact that the orc was scared of Beast scared Shanaera even more. Krormoth stepped forward, hurriedly removed he muzzle from Beast’s mouth, and then quickly stepped back. Beast snarled and made a bunch of incoherent grunts as soon as the muzzle was removed. He was still staring intently at Shanaera. His focus was between her legs. It was clear what he wanted.

“Last chance,” slave,” Gnarlug said to Shanaera.

Shanaera closed her eyes and shook her head, as tears poured down her cheeks. As terrified as she as, she would not betray her kingdom. “Very well,” Gnarlug replied. He stepped out of the cell, as did Krormoth. The cell door was closed and locked behind them. Shanaera opened her eyes. She was alone in the cell with Beast. She let out a terrified whimper. Gnarlug walked over to a panel on the wall and pulled a switch. As soon as he did, the metal ring that held Shanaera’s wrists chained to the ceiling opened, freeing the chain. And at the same time, the ring holding Beast’s chains also opened. Both Beast and Shanaera were now free to move about the cell. Beast roared and lunged forward towards Shanaera. In the small cell, there was no place for Shanaera to go. She screamed as Beast pounced on her. He grabbed her by the throat and threw her hard to the ground. Shanaera slammed into the floor on her back, stunned for a brief moment as her head smacked the hard stone floor.

That was all the time Beast needed. He grabbed Shanaera by the ankles and pulled her towards him as he pried her legs further apart. She wailed as he climbed on top of her and lined his massive cock up against her sex. Shanaera kept struggling, punching and scratching at the monster, desperate to fight him off. But Beast ignored her attack. His lust had taken over and that was all he was focused on. Beast grabbed both of Shanaera’s wrists with one of his massive hands and pushed them down, pinning them on the floor above her head. Pinned down, Shanaera started thrashing around and bucking, desperate to fight off the creature. But she was not strong enough to fight off an orc, much less the much larger Beast. Shanaera knew she was helpless to resist whatever he wanted to do with her. As Beast began to push his cock inside her, her eyes widened with horror and her desperate struggles were renewed. She began bucking again, and trying to move her hips away.

But Beast kept her pinned down. He started to push forward again and the bulbous head of massive cock began to push inside her, stretching her tender pussy lips painfully wide. He kept pushing forward, slowly entering the sobbing elf, an inch at a time. Finally, the monster grew impatient. With one hard thrust, he drove himself fully into Shanaera until his cock slammed against her cervix. Shanaera screamed in pain. It felt like she was being split in half by the creature’s massive cock. Beast groaned in pleasure, enjoying the feel of her cunt tightly squeezing around his cock as it filled her completely.

Beast pulled his hips back quickly, leaving just the head of his cock inside of her and then, just as quickly drove it back in. Shanaera’s eyes bulged and she let out another pained scream. Beast again pulled back and rammed forward with his hips, driving his cock fully into her once more. Grunting in pleasure, Beast began to thrust, hard and fast, the movement of his hips and Shanaera’s pained screams taking on a rhythm. Shanaera’s face contorted in pain. She had been ravaged by so many orcs and goblins since being captured but none were even close to as brutal as this.

Beast continued his brutal thrusts, forcing his cock deep into Shanaera, pulling nearly out of her sore battered cunt, and then slamming deeply into her again, impaling her to the hilt. Over and over, Beast continued his relentless, brutal fucking. As his lust grew into a frenzy, he picked up speed. Shanaera was blinded by pain, and she screamed and screamed until her voice gave out. Beast continued thrusting fast and hard, slamming into her, brutalizing her battered cunt as he fucked her furiously. Exhausted and broken from the brutal pounding she was taking, Shanaera could only sob with her hoarse voice as the creature continued ravaging her.

The fucking lasted only a few minutes but to Shanaera it seemed like an eternity of pure pain. Then Beast grunted loudly, his pace quickening as his climax approached. Throwing his head back, he let out a loud roar and his cock exploded inside her. A flood of hot cum filled her battered womb. The beast growled and fell limp on top of Shanaera. Shanaera’s whole world was centered on the severe pain between her legs. But the ordeal was over. Or so she thought. But then to her dismay, the creature lifted his head up, grunted, and began to thrust again. The monster had just unleashed a torrent of cum inside her, but it seemed he was ready to go again. Shanaera wailed in dismay as he began to once again brutally thrust in and out of her at an increasing pace. Shanaera found her voice again and she screamed as the beast began slamming into her. His vicious thrusts soon reduced her to a sobbing, blubbering mess.

After a few minutes, Beast began to growl, and then his body began to jerk wildly and another torrent of cum erupted flooding into Shanaera’s battered womb. He bellowed and continued thrusting hard and fast until the last glob of cum was pumped into Shanaera’s devastated body. He slumped on top of the sobbing elf, with his still fully-erect cock still buried in her thoroughly-ravaged cunt.

Shanaera wondered if Beast was spent or if he would start to fuck her a third time. But then the cell opened. Krormoth plus four other very afraid-looking orcs entered and grabbed Beast, pulling him off of Shanaera’s limp body and back to the wall. Two orcs held each of his massive arms as the last one guided him back and re-attached his chains to the ring on the wall, which they locked shut. They quickly moved back. Krormoth stepped forward and carefully re-attached Beast’s muzzle. Having just cum, twice, Beast was less aggressive, but the orcs were not taking any chances.

Shanaera lay limp on the floor, sobbing and bleeding. Once Beast was secured, Gnarlug re-entered the cell. He had the orcs chain up Shanaera by her wrists. She could not stand and hung limply from her wrists.  Gnarlug had something else to add to her bondage this time. He was holding a metal spreader bar. The bar had cuffs on either side and Gnarlug knelt down and locked her ankles in the cuffs on either side of the bar. Her legs were now splayed widely, such that her feet no longer could reach the floor. She hung suspended in the air from her wrists, swaying around. With her legs spread-eagle, cum began pouring from her gaping, abused cunt and pooling on the floor below her.

Gnarlug pulled a whip from his belt. “You ready to talk, slave?” he asked Shanaera. Still crying, Shanaera whimpered, “Please, I need to rest. I need to recover. I can’t take anymore.” Gnarlug reached out and grabbed Shanaera’s tit. He used that to spin her around so that her back was now facing him. She looked over her shoulder back at Gnarlug, terror in her eyes, knowing she was about to be whipped.

Gnarlug took aim and swung the whip. With a loud crack it struck her shoulder, causing Shanaera to howl in pain. He swung it again and it struck her across the other shoulder, earning another pained scream from the elf. Gnarlug switched up his aim, and moved lower, striking Shanaera’s back with a series of hard strikes. Shanaera started sobbing harder, as she thrashed wildly against the chains holding her in the air. In quick succession, Gnarlug laid a series of strikes across Shanera’s ass, causing her to scream and buck violently, swaying in the air from the chains suspending her. Ugly red lines now striped her back and ass. But Gnarlug was not done. He began to whip the back of Shanera’s legs, over and over, until they too were striped red.

“Please, I cannot take anymore!” Shanaera sobbed. Gnarlug stepped forward and reached out to spin Shanaera around so that now, she was facing him. He stepped back again and raised the whip. Gnarlug swung his arm and the whip slashed into Shanaera’s left breast. She lifted her head up and howled in pain. Gnarlug swung the whip again and it struck her across her other breast. Shanaera thrashed wildly and howled in pain again. “Please stop!” she wailed. Gnarlug began whipping her over and over, working over each breast, her abdomen, and the front of her legs. When he was done, Shanaera was a sobbing mess, and hung limply from the chains.

Gnarlug still had one more spot to whip. And with her legs spread widely from the spreader bar, it was exposed and vulnerable. Gnarlug switched out his whip for a flogger. Returning to Shanaera, he swung the flogger in an upward motion, between her splayed legs. It struck her across her pussy which was already swollen, tender and inflamed from Beast’s brutal fucking. Shanaera started bucking wildly, screaming in agony. Even before she stopped screaming, Gnarlug struck her again across her pussy. Shanaera’s pained screams grew louder. She strained as she tried to close her legs and protect herself but of course she was unable to with the spreader bar. Gnarlug struck her again, causing more agonized screams from the elf. Gnarlug struck her two more times across her exposed pussy before he paused.

He heard muffled grunting and the clank of chains behind him. Hearing Shanera’s pained cries and seeing her whipped had excited Beast again. He was pulling at his chains, desperate to get at the elf again.

“Beast wants another go,” Gnarlug observed out loud. “Take her down.” Krormoth removed the spreader bar and unchained Shanera’s wrists and let her drop to the floor. Gnarlug had Krormoth lock her neck and wrists into a slave yoke so that her wrists were now secured helplessly at the side of her head. The yoke served a purpose, which became clear when Gnarlug took a long metal pole from the wall. It had a hook on the end which he fitted around a metal ring on the back of Shanaera’s yoke. It allowed Gnarlug to use the pole to push or pull Shanaera wherever he wanted. He pulled Shanaera up and pushed her over to Beast, until she was mere inches from his reach. Beast was still chained up and he strained against the chains, desperate to reach her. Shanaera screamed in terror, pushing back as far as the pole would allow. Beast was so close his erect cock was pressing against her belly.

“Tell me about your army and your kingdom or I will have Beast fuck you to death!” Gnarlug snarled.

Shanaera started sobbing. She could not take being fucked by this monster again. She did not know how she had survived the first time. She had tried to hold out. She had tried to be brave. But she could not take any more torture. It was too much. “I will talk!” Shanaera wailed.

“Then talk, slave!” Gnarlug snapped.

Shanaera started talking. She told Gnarlug about Argothrond and the royal family. She told him about its cities. She told him about its military. She tried to keep what she revealed limited to things that were not that secret. Things that most of the other kingdoms in Elevosia would have all known and which these orcs would have been able to learn without much difficulty. But even that felt like a betrayal. However, Shanaera was in so much pain and she had to get it to stop. She talked and talked. When she finished, she dropped her head, ashamed, tears pouring down her cheeks. Gnarlug pulled Shanaera back from Beast who was still straining against his chains to reach her. The pole was removed from her yoke. Shanaera collapsed onto the floor, sobbing, overcome with guilt.

“Very good, slave,” Gnarlug replied. “Except you did not tell me anything I did not already know.  Nothing that was useful.” Gnarlug and the orcs stepped out of the cell. As he moved towards the switch on the wall, Shanaera wailed. “No!! Please no! I will tell you more.” But it was too late. Gnarlug pulled the switch and the ring holding Beast’s chains opened. He roared through his muzzle and lunged at her. Within seconds, Shanaera was pinned on the floor and Breast began violently ravaging her. Shanaera screamed in agony as the half orc/half troll savagely fucked her. Gnarlug and the orcs turned to depart. This time they would let him fuck her all night. If she survived, perhaps she would be more eager to tell them something useful.

(End of Part 5, to be continued...)

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