The Tale of Delsanra: Part 7 – Abuse From Orcs and Humans Alike

“No, stop!” Delsanra cried as the human woman violently grabbed Delsanra by the hair and tried to pull her face towards the woman’s crotch. Delsanra was miserable. Her back and ass were still on fire from the savage whipping her group of slaves had received for not making their quota in the quarry. She could feel that her back was sliced up from where the whip had broken the skin, but the pouring rain had washed away the blood. The rain had not relented and for once, Delsanra felt some semblance of clean. But that was little consolation forthe severe pain she felt from her hash whipping. And now back in the slave pens, some of the human women were once again taking out their frustrations on the elf maidens who they blamed for their pain and misery.

Delsanra had just been forced to orally pleasure two of the human women. Her face was already smeared with their juices, evidence of the humiliation she had already been put through. Now a third was trying to force her. Delsanra had not resisted the first two women. She was in too much pain and too exhausted to fight. But as a third woman tried to force Delsanra, anger built up within her. Who were these humans to treat her like this? They were all victims of these terrible orcs. The orcs were to blame for the misery of every slave here, human and elf alike. And yet these humans were taking it out on Delsanra and the other elf maidens. Delsanra cried out angrily and tried to pull away, putting her hands on the woman’s thighs to try to brace herself from being pulled into her crotch. Delsanra had been a warrior; she was stronger than the human and Delsanra reached up and grabbed the woman’s wrist and wrenched her hand away from her hair. But then suddenly more hands grabbed Delsanra from behind. More humans had jumped in to help. Hands grabbed Delsanra’s wrists and wrenched them behind her. Another hand grabbed the back of her head. She was outnumbered.  Once again, Delsanra found her face being pushed into the human slave’s crotch and her mouth was pressed into her wet pussy. The human slave started grinding her crotch against Delsanra’s face, earning protesting squeals from the elf. A hand slapped her ass hard, right over the fresh wounds from her whipping. Delsanra cried out in pain. “Lick her cunt, you little elf slut,” a voice growled.

Delsanra stopped fighting. She knew it was no use. She just wanted the pain to stop. She wanted to sleep, and to get sleep she had to comply with these humans until they were satisfied. Delsanra opened her mouth and began sliding her tongue up and down the woman’s slit. “Get your tongue in there deeper, elf!” the woman commanded. Delsanra complied, pushing her tongue deeper inside her sex, the strong musky scent and taste quickly filling her mouth and nostrils.

The woman once again grabbed Delsanra’s hair and she began to grind and rut against her mouth. Delsanra continued working her pussy with her tongue, sliding her tongue up and down. “Now work my clit,” the woman ordered sternly. “I will train you into being a good little cunt licker yet.” Delsanra began to swirl her tongue in circles around the woman’s clit and then flicked at it. A loud moan from the woman indicated that she was enjoying Delsanra’s skills. “Suck on my clit,” the woman commanded, in between her moans. Delsanra closed her lips over the woman’s clit and began to gently suck.

The moans grew louder and the scent of the woman’s arousal grew stronger. “Back to licking my pussy!” she commanded, and Delsanra returned to licking, pushing her tongue in deep and dragging it up and down and around the woman’s folds, the taste of her arousal flooding Delsanra’s mouth. The woman commanded Delsanra to go back to her clit. As Delsanra’s tongue began to flick at it again, the woman gasped loudly and grabbed the back of Delsanra’s head hard. She mashed her pussy against Delsanra’s face and came hard, covering Delsanra’s face in her juices and flooding her mouth. She pushed Delsanra away and then meandered off to try to sleep.

Delsanra prayed it was over. That she could finally sleep. But another human woman appeared and stood over her. The redhead from a couple nights prior. Her breasts were bleeding from long striped gashes where the whip had sliced into her flesh. She had been one of the slaves whipped along with Delsanra. As Delsanra looked at the woman’s damaged breasts she saw other marks that were more faded. Scars, from prior whippings. Delsanra had seen scars on many of the humans, on their backs, asses and breasts. It seemed they did not heal as easily as elves did. Delsanra looked up from the woman’s breasts and looked her in the eye. “I am sorry that happened to you. The orcs are monstrous. But please, I need to get some sleep or I will not be able to work tomorrow and help us get our quota.”

The redhead glared down at Delsanra. “I need sleep too and you will help me relax.” She pointed at her crotch. “Lick!” Delsanra sighed. She knew fighting was no use. Slowly she crawled over to the woman. Delsanra decided her only option was to do a good job and get it over with as quickly as possible. She leaned in and the redheaded human parted her thighs wider in anticipation, as Delsanra’s mouth reached her crotch. Delsanra gently swept her tongue along the woman’s slit, feeling her shudder above her.

Delsanra dove in, burying her face in the woman’s crotch, holding her tongue flat as she licked up and down her labia. Steadily and firmly, Delsanra licked her over and over again, before she pushed her tongue in between her folds, burying her tongue in her pussy and licking all around. Delsanra immediately tasted her, a mix of sour sweat and a strong musky, tangy feminine arousal. Delsanra continued licking her pussy until her face was covered in yet another woman’s juices. The woman was drenched in desire, breathing heavily and moaning. Delsanra had grown quite skilled at licking pussy.

Delsanra saw that the woman’s clit was poking out of its hood, fully engorged. Delsanra’s next lick swept over her clit, causing the woman to gasp. Delsanra swirled her tongue around the woman’s clit, causing her more gasps and moans.

The woman reached down with both hands and gripped Delsanra’s hair, pulling her in. “Make me cum!” she commanded, as she began grinding her crotch against Delsanra’s mouth. Delsanra bore down on her clit with her tongue and started licking it in a frenzy. The human’s hips began bucking and she cried out as she climaxed and flooded Delsanra’s mouth with more sex juices.

When the woman stopped shaking and came down from her orgasm, she released Delsanra’s hair and turned and left without saying a word. Delsanra looked around fearfully, assuming a fourth women would come to be orally serviced. But it seemed that was all of them. Some other human women were being pleasured by other elves but most had gone to sleep. Finally, Delsanra could do the same. She curled into a ball on the floor. But as she closed her eyes, she heard someone approach and her eyes shot open. It was Sarinica. She lay down next to Delsanra. “Are you OK?” she asked.

Delsanra nodded. “I am, I guess. Are you?” she asked the human. Sarinica nodded as well, though the expression on her face told a different story. Delsanra assumed her own face had the same miserable expression. “We should try and get some sleep. They will have us back at work in a few hours,” Delsanra said. She closed her eyes but then they heard the sound of the door to the pen opening and the gruff voices of orcs. Delsanra groaned. It seemed the orc overseers wanted some slaves to fuck. She prayed she was not chosen.

But she was not so lucky. The orcs walked through the slave pen, selecting slaves to take from the pens to fuck, and a pair of orcs stopped in front of Delsanra and Sarinica. One of the orcs pointed to Sarinica. “I heard you were a princess,” he said.

Sarinica hesitated but then closed her eyes and nodded. “Yes, I once was,” she whimpered.

“Well then call me Grimnor, because I am about to fuck a princess!” the orc announced gleefully. He grabbed Sarinica and pulled her to her feet. The other orc grabbed Delsanra, who wailed in dismay. She wanted to sleep so bad. She needed sleep. But she would not get it yet. Both slaves were hauled from the slave pens and upstairs. There, a number of slaves were already being fucked by orcs. She saw a redheaded elf on all fours with her ass thrust up in the air, moaning as an orc pounded her form behind. Delsanra realized it was Shanaera. The once proud elf warrior looked every part the obedient, submissive, lustful sex slave as she pushed her hips back to meet the thrusts of the orc.

Delsanra was shocked to see this. But then she had her own plight to worry about. Delsanra was forced onto all fours next to Shanaera, and Sarinica was placed on all fours across from Delsanra so that they were facing each other. “Please no,” Delsanra whimper softly but she was too exhausted and beaten down to protest emphatically. And she knew it would do her no good. The orc ignored her protestations, and settled behind her.

One hand grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked it, forcing her head up so that she was staring right at Sarinica. The other hand moved between her legs and stroked at her sex. “Already wet, I see, you horny little slut,” the orc remarked, and Delsanra’s cheeks reddened. How was her vagina wet? She was repulsed by everything that had happened to her. The orc pulled his hand away from between her legs and grabbed her hip. A moment later she felt his cock pressing against her pussy. She let out a protesting whimper which turned to a squeal when he thrust forward and drove his cock into her. Delsanra moaned despondently, humiliated and distraught that she would once again be taken by force by a vile orc.

The orc pulled back and then drove his cock into her again, earning a sharp cry from the elf. He began slamming into her over and over, savagely taking his prize. Delsanra watched as the orc that had taken Sarinica settled behind her and began fucking her. Sarinica closed her eyes, a look of resigned defeat washing over her face. For a brief moment, Delsanra wondered about the slave girl’s past. The orc had asked if she was a princess and she had confirmed that she had been. But that was clearly a past life. She was now a naked, sweaty slave, covered in welts and cuts, and being roughly fucked from behind by an orc. Any dignity and stature from her past life of royalty had long ago vanished. She looked more an animal than a princess now.  

And then Delsanra’s focus was once again back on the orc fucking her. The orc’s hips slammed into her ass with a loud clapping rhythm as his cock drove in and out of her pussy. Delsanra let out small whines and whimpers, feebly protesting as he thrust into her, skewering her cunt over and over. The orc fucked here for a few minutes and then he groaned loudly as he dumped his seed in her battered womb. As he pulled out of her, he called out. “This one has tight, wet cunt. Anyone else what a go?” Another orc sauntered over. Delsanra let out a dismayed sob as the second orc settled behind her and drove his cock into her.

Delsanra hated every moment of being fucked by these vile orcs. But the thing she dreaded most was being kept up half the night and how terrible tomorrow would be without any sleep. She knew that if she didn’t get away from this hell somehow, she would die.

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It was nighttime in the tavern. Tiriana and the other slaves had spent the day being trained a new method for entertaining customers: dancing. And now she was putting her new skills to work, and was quite nervous about it. Tiriana was joined by Elanalue and a human slave girl named Rhene in the curricular sand dance pit in the center of the tavern. Orcs were seated around the pit and at the surrounding tables watching the entertainment, while human slaves served them. The slaves’ skin glistened in the light of the tavern from the sheen of perspiration on their flesh as they swayed, spun and shook their bodies for the orcs’ entertainment. Tiriana and Elanalue were quite awkward and clumsy in their maneuvers, but the more experienced Rhene danced exquisitely. Still, most of the orcs’ eyes were on the two elves, since they were the new novelty at the tavern. Any orc could watch a human slave shake her ass for a crowd. Not many had seen an elf do it.

Cellica and Naesala had previously been in the dancing pit, but they had been pulled out to provide personal entertainment for a table of orcs. Cellica was now standing on the table, masturbating in front of the orcs. Naesala was under the table, on her knees, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked the orcs’ cocks, one by one.

Tiriana’s attention was not on Cellica and Naesala. She was focused on dancing as she had been taught. Her hips swayed as she pranced and spun around and shook her ass and tits for the orc onlookers. She trailed her hands up her body, grabbing her tits and tweaking her nipples, before bringing her hands together above her head, and then running them down her body again. Every move was designed to entice and allure and show off her body.  Tiriana fell backwards, planting her ass in the sand. 

Her hips arched up as her knees fell wide, her glistening sex exposed for the orcs’ view as her fingers slid across her inner thighs, before she trailed them up her body and traced them around her breasts and then pinched her nipples again to keep them hard. She fell forward then, onto her belly, and she raised her ass into the air and shook it, making her ass cheeks jiggle and clap together for the orcs’ entertainment. Tiriana was humiliated to display her body and perform in such a lude way. But she had quickly learned that keeping the customers happy kept her owner happy, which kept her from being whipped. And every day stripped away a little more of her dignity and timidness and made acting the slave a little easier.

Tiriana rose to her feet again and began gyrating her hips and shaking her ass. In the corner of her eye, she saw Rhene depart the dance pit. She reappeared a moment later, and stepped over to Tiriana, with a polished wooden double-ended phallus in her hands. Rhene leaned in and held the phallus between Tiriana’s parted thighs, one end pointing upwards towards her pussy. Tiriana knew what she had to do. So did the orcs, who began cheering. Tiriana bent her knees and lowered herself onto the phallus. Grunting, she pushed down a couple times until it pushed inside her. She was surprised about how wet her pussy had become and how easily the phallus slid inside her. Using her knees and hips, Tiriana began to raise and lower herself, riding the phallus as Rhene held it in place below her. Soon a musky, feminine smell filled the air, and Tiriana realized it was her own arousal. The cheers of the orcs grew louder as they watched the phallus sliding in and out of Tiriana’s cunt, glistening with her arousal.

After a few minutes, Rhene pulled the phallus away and raised it up to Tiriana’s lips. She opened her mouth and began licking it clean before wrapping her lips around it and sucking it, sliding her head up and down. The orcs cheered and laughed, thoroughly entertained as Tiriana simulated fellating the phallus and licked up her own cunt juices.

After it was thoroughly cleaned of her juices, Rhene pulled the phallus away and motioned for Tiriana to get on her all fours in the sand, and she gestured for Elanalue to come over too. The two elf maidens knew what they were required to do; they had practiced their show that morning. The elves got on all fours with their asses facing each other, and Rhene held the double-ended phallus between them. The two elf maidens began scooting backwards, adjusting themselves so that that the phallus was positioned at their pussies before pushing back further so that each end inserted inside them. The two elves began moaning loudly, putting on a show as they began thrusting back with their hips, fucking themselves on the phallus. Their asses slapped against each other with cloud claps as they humped away until they were soaked in sweat.

Tiriana reached between her legs and bean rubbing her clit. The show would go on until both slaves climaxed and she wanted to speed up the process. Elanalue was doing the same. After a few minutes, Tiriana was panting and then suddenly she stiffened and gasped loudly, then cried out as her whole body began shaking as the orgasm overtook her. Tiriana may have exaggerated her orgasmic throes a little for the audience but the orgasm was real. When the waves of pleasure subsided, she collapsed into the sand. A minute later, Elanalue moaned loudly as she too climaxed. The orcs were cheering loudly as Rhene pulled the dildo away and began to lick it clean

But the show was not over. Elanalue crawled over to Tiriana and flipped her over onto her back. She climbed on top of Tiriana and the two elves pressed their mouths together and began kissing passionately. Tiriana pushed her tongue into Elanalue’s mouth and Elanalue sucked her tongue. As they kissed, they ran their hands all over each other’s bodies, groping and fondling each other. Tiriana slid her hand between Elanalue’s thighs and began to rub her sex and then finger her. Elanalue did the same to Tiriana. Soon, both slaves where moaning into each other’s mouths as they fingered each other.

Rhene joined the show. She crawled over and began kissing Tiriana’s neck before she traced her lips down Tiriana’s body until her mouth reached Tiriana’s breast. She took Tiriana’s nipple into her mouth and began to suck on it. Elanalue pulled her mouth away from Tirana’s mouth and she slid her body down and took Tiriana’s other nipple into her mouth. Tiriana panted and gasped, conveying ecstasy and arousal to the crowd of orcs as the two other slaves sucked on her nipples and flicked at them with their tongues.

Tiriana closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the other slaves’ mouth on her breasts. She had never been into women. But surely the soft touch of the women was better than the rough, brutal treatment by the orcs. And the pleasure felt good. All around her, the orcs were hooting and hollering but Tiriana barely noticed. She was focused on her task and focused on her pleasure.

As Rhene continued sucking on Tiriana’s nipple, Elanalue moved lower, leaving a trail of soft kisses down Tiriana’s belly before burying her face between Tiriana’s thighs and lapping at her juicy cunt. Tiriana moaned loudly as Elanalue’s tongue lapped at the folds of her cunt and then began flicking at her engorged clit. Elanalue briefly lifted her head up, to reveal her mouth and chin covered in Tiriana’s juices, before she dove back in again.

Rene pulled her mouth away from Tiriana’s breast and crawled up towards her face. She raised up and positioned herself so that her feet were on either side of Tiriana’s head and then lowered herself, pressing her pussy and ass over Tiriana’s face. She began to push her hips, grinding herself against Tiriana’s face, who stuck out her tongue to lap at Rene’s pussy.

To the loud cheer of the orcs, Rhene rode Tiriana’s face while Elanalue ate Tiriana’s pussy. This lasted a few minutes until both Rhene and Tiriana climaxed loudly and the three slaves collapsed into a sweaty pile.

After the slaves had caught their breath. they climbed off each other. Tiriana scanned the crowd of orcs around the dance pit and spotted one that was eying her particularly hungrily. She crawled over on all fours to the orcs. Rhene and Elanalue did the same, crawling over to orcs in the crowd.

When Tiriana reached the orc, she licked her lips and knelt in front of him, planting her ass on her feet and parting her knees wide to reveal her glistening, swollen cunt. She seductively squeezed her breasts together with her hands before sliding her hands down her body and resting them on her parted thighs.

“This slave begs you to fuck her, Master,” she said softly. The orc fumbled for his coin pouch, withdrawing coins to pay Sulegzu. Tiriana was relieved. She had earned coin for her Master, which meant she had earned herself a meal and would likely avoid any punishment. As she climbed on all fours and reached back to spread her ass cheeks, to show the orc customer her ass and pussy so that he could choose a hole to fuck, she was embarrassed at how easy this was getting for her.

(End of Part 7, to be continued...)

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