The Tale of Delsanra: Part 8 – A Glimmer of Hope on A Rainy Day

The next day at the labor camp, Delsanra was forced awake. She struggled to get up and went to the troughs for slave gruel and water. She felt a sense of dread. The mornings were always tough. She nervously waited to find out what task she would be given for the day and prayed it was not a bad one. But regardless of what task she would be given, Delsanra knew that she likely had a long, grueling day of back-breaking labor ahead of her.

But as the slaves filed from the slave pen and headed up the stairs in the fort, they heard angry shouting. The head overseer, Ralfor was in a foul mood. And from his angry rambling, they gathered that the torrential rain from the day prior had not relented. In fact, it had only increased in intensity. It meant that working in the mines or fields was all but impossible. So, a day of labor was lost. But for the slaves, it was a welcome break. They were all sent off to work in the fort and for most of them, that meant cleaning. It was a day for their sore, beaten, exhausted bodies to recover.

Delsanra was once again grouped with the same slaves she had been the prior days. She surmised that they were a team of sorts. There were plenty in the group Delsanra wanted to avoid, like the redheaded human. But there were plenty of elves she knew, like Imizael. And there were humans she had met that were nice, Lilly and Sarinica. The four of them were part of a group that had been tasked with scrubbing the floor. Other slaves were sent off to other tasks or sent to other rooms. A handful of orcs moved through the fort, keeping the slaves working hard.

Imizael and Lilly were on their hands and knees next to each other scrubbing. Delsanra and Sarinica were scrubbing on the other side of the room. An orc milled about the room, watching the slaves scrub. But then decided he wanted to fuck a slave. He selected an elf from the group and took her from the room.

As soon as the room was empty of any orcs, Delsanra went over to Sarinica and gestured for her to come over with her, and clean next to Imizael and Lilly. Now the four were close together, and able to talk softly. Delsanra positioned herself so she could face the door so she would see if any orcs entered.

She turned to the humans. “What is outside this camp? Are there orc cities? Are there lots of orcs?”

Lilly shook her head. “I do not know. None of us do. The only humans that come into orc lands are slaves. So, there are no humans to report back what is here. But I believe we are deep in orc territory.”

“Are there human kingdoms then? Places that the orcs do not control?”

Sarinica nodded and replied, a deep sadness in her voice. “Only a few remain. The orcs have sacked most. My kingdom was once a powerful kingdom but it fell to the orcs, as most have. There are a few kingdoms left further north, and scattered human settlements but they grow lesser every day.”

“So, there are places we could try to flee to?” Delsanra asked.

Lilly looked around nervously and replied in a half-whisper. “Do not discuss these things. There are many orcs here in the camp. Even if you could get away from the camp, we are in orc lands. Any orc that sees us would capture us.”

Sarinica pursed her lips, pondering something. After a moment, she spoke up. “I was in a goblin camp before I was here. And there I heard some goblins talking. A good many of the orcs have travelled north, departing their lands to head to the Talmot Forest, to take part in the invasion of your world. The war chieftain has rallied all of the clans for the invasion. So many areas of the orc lands are practically abandoned.”

Delsanra nodded. “So, if we made it out of the camp and stayed off the roads, we could maybe avoid the orcs. Where would we have to go to find a human settlement?”

Lilly turned and started scrubbing the floor harder, as if she was removing herself from the conversation. She was clearly nervous. Imizael was silent but was attentively listening.

“Well, the orc realm is in the south of Aegor and the humans are to the north. At least historically. The orcs have spread and taken most of what was once human land. But any humans that are still free are far north. So we would have to head far north. Of course, that is also the direction the orcs are heading. We would have to head well north of Talmot Forest before we found any major human settlements. There may be other smaller ones or hidden ones scattered about, but far north is where I know there are some. Or at least there were. More fall all the time.”

“We have to try. In only a few days that I have been here, I have seen several human women collapse and dragged off,” Delsanra replied. “They are killed, right? They are working us to death or killing us if we cannot work anymore! We elves might last a little longer than you humans, but our fate will be the same. We are all going to die here. What do we have to lose?”

Lilly chimed in. “A lot. Trust me, you do not want to get caught trying to escape. There are always worse fates that orcs can inflict on us.”

Delsanra gave her a sympathetic look and nodded, but she was not convinced. There could not be anything worse than this. She would rather die trying to get away. The news that the orcs lands were emptying as they invaded Elevosia was disheartening for the plight of the elves. But perhaps it would provide her a chance to escape this hell.

………….

In the orc village of Bhezur, the slaver Udruk and his assistant Muzzok were leading the elf sisters Solana and Aravae on leashes from Udruk’s slaver camp and into the center of the village. Like before, orcs they passed turned to eye the naked elves with interest. Which was Udruk’s intention. He wanted to gin up interest in his stock.

At the center of the village was a stone building surrounded by a stone wall. It was the only stone building in the village; all the others simple huts made of wood or mud. The stone building housed a wealthy orc clan chief, Orgzul Stoutbeast, and his highest-ranking warriors. The purpose of the stone building was not to provide luxury for Orgzul. Rather, in the event that the village was under attack, those that were not fighting, such as most females, the infirm, or the very old or very young, would retreat to the fortified structure that was behind walls. Not that orc villages were attacked that often. Orcs occasionally fought each other, but there had been relative peace for years, only a few minor skirmishes. The orc tribes had maintained peace with each other by sending representatives to an Council of the Horde, representing all of the orc tribes. The council served as a forum for the horde to work out their differences. The Council of the Horde in turn selected a War Chieftain, who was currently Grimnor Longtooth, making him the leader of the entire Horde. But the individual tribes were still led by tribal chiefs, and Orgzul was the chief of the clan that resided in this village, the Ear Ripper Clan.

Udruk found Orgzul outside his stone fort. The chief was wearing his signature necklace of withered ears, ears which had been cut from the vanquished leaders, generals, or other high-ranking enemies that he had defeated in battle. There were over 20 earns in Orgzul’s necklace; most of the ears were human, though there was a couple orc ears and even a goblin ear in his collection.

Orgzul was readying to march his warriors to the portal to help with the invasion of Elevosia. Orgzul was quite eager to add elven ears to his necklace. But until they departed for war and pillage, Orgzul and his officers were likely among the wealthiest orcs in the village, having partaken in the looting of many human villages and cities. Which for Udruk, meant that they were the most likely customers to pay good coin for his slaves. And so Udruk wanted Orgzul and his men to see his stock. He took Solana and Aravae over to Orgzul. As soon as they stopped, the two elf maidens knelt on the ground as they had been taught.

“Chief, I was hoping some of your men could assist us with training these slaves,” Udruk said, grinning.

Orgzul looked them up and down. “What do you need?” he asked.

“I need a couple dozen orcs or so to help us teach them to suck cock,” Udruk replied.

“An important task, indeed,” Orgzul said. He turned towards a group of warriors who were sparring and called them over. “They are all yours,” Orgzul said to Udruk, and then he departed. As much as he wanted an elf maiden to suck his cock, he had planning to do before his warriors departed for Talmot Forest and the portal to Elevosia. He would wait until he had cut the ear off some powerful elf he had killed, and then force his daughter or wife to suck his cock.

Orgzul’s warriors all eyed the elf sisters, eager to learn how they would help train them. Udruk had the first of the orcs step forward. Then he looked down at the kneeling Solana. “Slave, suck this orc’s cock. And do a good job. Anything short of perfection and your sister will be punished.” As the orc fumbled with his pants to lower them, Solana stared up at him fearfully. She did not want to suck an orc’s cock. The thought was disgusting! But she thought of Aravae. Her cheeks reddening, she glanced over at her sister and then slowly rose up on her knees so that she was eye level with the orc’s flaccid cock. She leaned in slowly and began to nervously lick at it.

After a couple minutes, the orc frowned. He grabbed her hair in a fistful. “I want my cock, sucked, not licked,” he growled. “Open your mouth, slut!”

Solana started to sob. “Please I don’t know what I am doing. I am trying but I am not very experienced…” she stammered.

“Stop talking and open your mouth wide, slut!” the orc roared. Still crying, Solana opened her mouth, wide as instructed. As soon as her mouth was open, the orc pulled her head in and jammed his cock into her mouth. Solana did not resist but she knelt there passively, not sucking or licking. The orc shrugged and began thrusting his hips back and forth. If she would not suck his cock, he would just fuck her mouth. Solana began gagging and retching as the orc began pounding her throat, driving his cock in and out of her mouth. Solana struggled to breath, drool spilling down her chin, as the orc fucked her throat. Every time his cock withdrew, she gasped for air, but then the cocks was right down her throat again. Her eyes began to water and then tears began falling down her cheeks. She was utterly humiliated and miserable. Aravae watched in horror as her sister was abused. Udruk and Muzzok also observed, frowning. They could see that Solana was not very good at all at servicing orc cock with her mouth.  But they knew she would improve before the day was over.

The orc kept thrusting away until he grunted loudly and his cock began spurting cum, down Solana’s throat at first and then all over her face as he withdrew his cock. When he was done, Udruk spoke up. “She did not look that skillful. I gather that was not the best blowjob?”

The orc shook his head. “Far from it,” he grunted.

“Very well,” Udruk replied. He turned to Aravae and sternly commanded, “Slave get in the kneeling punishment position.”

Aravae’s eyes widened, and Solana began pleading. “Please Master, it was this cunt’s fault, do not punish her! Punish this cunt instead!”

Udruk turned and backhanded Solana hard across her cheek to silence her. He turned back to Aravae. “I will not repeat myself, slave,” he growled. Her lip trembling, Aravae slowly got into position, bending down and pressing her face in the dirt with her wrists grossed above her head and her ass raised in the air. Muzzok pulled his slave flogger from his belt and raised it in the air. A second later it sliced through the air, slashing into Aravae’s ass. He whipped her over and over, across her ass and back until she was howling in pain. Finally, he stopped.

Solana was sobbing, overcome with guilt that she had caused her sister this punishment. Udruk commanded Aravae to get back into her kneeling position and she wiped her eyes and slowly picked herself up. Udruk pointed to the next warrior. “Alright, cunt, hopefully you care more about your sister than she cares about you. Suck this orc’s cock well, or she will suffer the same punishment you just did.”

Reluctantly, Aravae crawled over to the orc.  The orc eagerly opened up his pants and pulled out his half-erect cock. He grabbed Aravae’s head and pushed his cock past her lips. Aravae was still in shock, her ass and back stinging fiercely from her whipping. So, she did not do much better than her sister. As the orc began thrusting his hips and fucking her mouth, Aravae tried to use her tongue on him and tried to suck, but she was gagging hard and struggling not to retch up the morning’s slave gruel. The orc did not ease up, and fucked her mouth quickly and brutally, making her gag more. Within a few minutes, the orc groaned loudly and pulled his cock our and sprayed his cum all over her face and tits. He turned to Udruk. “No better than her sister,” he reported.

Udruk ordered Solana into the kneeling punishment position and she quickly complied. A moment later, Muzzok was whipping her back and ass fiercely. Her screams echoed through the open air.  When Muzzok finished, Udruk ordered Solana to get up and crawl over to the next orc. The orc pulled out his cock. It was already fully erect; the orc had enjoyed watching the slaves’ mouths being fucked and their asses being whipped. He did not give Solana any time to prepare and ordered her to open her mouth. As soon as it was open, he shoved his cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat.

As he began thrusting, Udruk barked instructions. “Run your tongue along the bottom of his shaft as he thrusts in and out. Create suction with your mouth!” Solana desperately tried to comply as the orc roughly fucked her mouth. But still, she was gagging constantly and a few times her teeth scraped the orc’s cock. The orc climaxed with his cock thrust into her mouth and Solana tried to swallow all of it, but some spilled down her chin. When the orc reported that her blowjob was not very good, that her teeth had come in contact with his cock, and that she had spilled some of his cum, Udruk nodded and grabbed Aravae by the hair and roughly forced her back into the punishment position. A second later, Muzzok was savagely lashing her until she was screaming in pain and writhing around on the ground. She earned herself more lashes for leaving her position, this time across her tits.

And then it was her turn to suck cock. The next orc in line pulled his cock out and shoved it into Aravae’s mouth, and began thrusting his hips. After a clumsy minute of gagging, Aravae found her rhythm and began to work the orc’s cock with her mouth and tongue. “Suck harder,” the orc growled and Aravae tried her best to comply. The orc groaned and his cum filled her mouth. Aravae swallowed it all. She thought she had done a good job but the orc rated her skills as mediocre. This earned Solana more hard lashes but not as many as before.

Then Solana was up again. Aravae watched nervously, praying that Solana did a good enough job to spare her more lashes.

Solana leaned in and reverently kissed the head of the orc’s cock before she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the orc’s cock. As Udruk barked instructions, Solana slowly slid her mouth all the way down the orc’s shaft, her tongue sweeping back and forth on the underside of his cock. She managed to get the whole thing down her throat without gagging much. Her head began to bob up and down, sucking and licking away as she did. Up and down, up and down her head went, wet slurping noises filling the air. The orc closed his eyes and groaned, clearly enjoying himself. After a few minutes the orc began cumming and Solana swallowed it all. The orc rated her blowjob as decent but not perfect.

Aravae received a few hard lashes, and then she was up. Her next blowjob was much improved. Solana was lucky to receive only a few lashes. Back and forth the slaves went, sucking off orc after orc, until all two dozen orcs had been sucked off. By the end, the two sisters’ backs, asses, and tits were striped red, but they were skillful little cock suckers. And Udruk knew that the warriors would report to their comrades how quickly they had improved and how good they had gotten by the end. Buzz like that in the village would earn him more coin. He grinned.

Solana and Aravae finished their lesson by sucking off Muzzok and Udruk. The blowjobs were very enjoyable. But of course, they were not perfect. Perfection was an impossible standard. There was always room to improve. And that was of course the point. As the two elf sisters received their final lashing for the day, they would strive to do even better the next time they were given a chance to suck orc cock.

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Yalanue was on her hands and knees. A goblin was below her thrusting upwards into her pussy. Another goblin was crouched behind her, savagely fucking her ass. And a third goblin was standing in front of her, fucking her mouth. Yalanue was the only slave in the breeding camp, which meant that she was constantly busy being fucked but the goblins that ran the camp.

She had been here a couple weeks now, and the trip here after being taken through the portal had been a couple weeks walk. But now her belly was beginning to swell. Any doubt that she was pregnant was gone. She knew she was more than 2 months into her pregnancy. In four months, she would give birth. Very possible to two or more babies. Either boys who would be killed or girls would be enslaved. The dread Yalanue felt was overwhelming. She no longer cared about the constant ravaging by the goblins or their abuse. Her only concern was the baby or babies in her womb.

The breeding camp was surrounded by wooden fences that were guarded by goblins. Yalanue was kept at night in a small “stable,” a large wooden building in the center of the camp. But during the day she was allowed out of the stable, under the close supervision of the goblins. She was made to exercise. She was constantly examined by goblins who wanted to learn about elf pregnancy. And she was constantly used and abused by the goblins. But they were never too rough with her, as they did not want to harm the babies growing in her womb.

The goblins finished up with Yalanue and left her. She curled up into a ball and tried to catch her breath and put from her mind the goblin stink on her. She was outside the stable, in an open field. Though the goblins that had just ravaged her had departed, other goblins were nearby, keeping her under constant watch. She knew she would be fed and watered soon enough. They gave her plenty of slave gruel. They wanted to make sure the babies growing in her were strong and healthy, at least any female ones.

As Yalanue wallowed in her misery, she heard the sounds of goblins shouting and the crack of whips. She looked up and her eyes widened in surprise. Being led into the breeding camp by goblins with whips was a coffle of elf maidens. There were well over 100 of them. Many had swollen bellies. They were pregnant. Yalanue realized that likely all of them were pregnant. The goblins had told her that more pregnant elves were coming. And as the coffle drew nearer, she realized who they were. She recognized many of them. She had been stationed in Salelenor when she was a warrior, prior to her capture by the orcs. These were all elf maidens of Salelenor. When she had been taken to Olfe Serine after it had been sacked, she had heard the orc general discussing that they would sack Salelenor and breed the elves there with the breeding potion they had. It seemed they had succeeded. Yalanue fought back tears. She was devastated that so many other elf maidens and their babies were going to suffer the same cruel fate that she and her babies were going to suffer.

(End of Part 8, to be continued...)

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