The Tale of Delsanra: Part 13 – The Farm

There were two loud cracks, and Imizael cried out in pain as two more blows from the whip impacted her back and then her ass. She struggled to pull the plow harder. Delsanra was beside her and she too increased her effort, knowing what was coming next. A moment later, there was another crack of the whip and an explosion of pain erupted across Delsanra’s own backside. Delsanra grunted and struggled to pull the plow harder, feeling the strain in her legs, back and shoulders as she and Imizael struggled with the heavy plow. As the blade of the plow cut through the hard soil, Delsanra’s mind drifted and she thought of the past week since she had been released from the fuck rack.

After being taken from the fuck rack, Delsanra and the other slaves had immediately been put back to work in the quarries. In only a few days, Delsanra was once again exhausted and beaten down. But as before, the fear of punishment kept her going. And though she constantly felt like she was on the verge of breaking down, she could tell she was growing stronger, as her muscles were constantly worked. She could see that her arm, thigh, and calf muscles were growing bigger and firmer. Each day made her a better beast of burden. But though she was growing stronger, the constant wear from being overworked and the lack of sleep had taken its toll.

The labor camp had added a large number of new slaves, all human. But that did not at all lessen the burden on the slaves; it only increased the output that the orcs expected from the camp. The slaves were all still expected to work at a backbreaking pace. And though the orcs had added many human slaves, they were also losing more and more humans, who succumbed to being overworked. Unlike the elves who healed up after only a few days, humans did not recover easily. Humans did not get the “luxury” of being put in the fuck rack to heal up. When they could not work any longer, they disappeared, and their meat was added to the slave gruel.

On the 8th day after her return from the fuck rack to hard labor, Delsanra had struggled to wake as the orcs screamed at the slaves. After they were fed and watered, Delsanra dreaded being sent to a quarry. But as her group of slaves were led from the slave pen by an orc overseer, they were not taken north to the quarries. Instead, they were taken south. Delsanra had never been in this portion of the sprawling camp and she wondered what was in store for the slaves. After they walked for some time, the reached a large, sprawling dirt field. The orc overseer spoke up. “OK cunts, it is time to plant the next harvest of grain. I suggest you do a good job because this is the grain that will go into your slave gruel. If the crops fail, you won’t eat.”

And Delsanra found herself performing a new task. She was being made to pull the plow and prepare the soil for the planting of grain. The plows were big and she was paired with Imizael to pull it. Other pairs of slaves were tasked with pulling other plows through the soil. It was exhausting work. Delsanra’s arms, shoulders, and legs felt like they were on fire. She was drenched in sweat from her exertions and the hot sun, and the sweat stung her back and ass where she had been whipped. She was whipped often. Any time she or Imizael slowed, an orc overseer would hurry over to whip their backs or asses.

As the slaves plowed the soil, Delsanra took in her surroundings. It seemed that the fields were on the edge of the camp. On the edge of the field was a metal fence. It appeared that the fence traversed the entire length of the camp. It was tall, perhaps 10 feet in height, but Delsanra thought she could probably scale it. There did not seem to be any orcs guarding the perimeter, though Delsanra did not know if perhaps they might be at other times. Nor did she know for sure what was on the other side of the fence. Still, Delsanra stored away what she had learned. If she could manage to slip away, it was not too far to this fence. If she could make it past the fence, perhaps she could escape this hell.

There was another loud crack and an explosion of searing pain. Delsanra cried out and then Imizael cried out as she too was whipped. Delsanra realized that she was getting them both whipped when her mind wandered and her work slowed. She focused back on her task, doing her best to ignore the growing pain in her legs and back as she pulled the heavy plow. And the flies that swarmed and but them, attracted by their sweat.

The slaves worked until midday, and then they were finally given a break. The slaves hurried over to the water and food troughs. Delsanra thirstily drank. The water had been sitting out in the sun all day and was quite warm, but Delsanra was too thirsty to care. After she drank, she crawled over and hungrily ate some gruel.

As Delsanra ate, she felt hands grabbing her hips. A moment later, she felt an orc cock parting her labia. With a hard shove, an orc buried his cock in her pussy and began thrusting away. It seemed one of the overseers had chosen her cunt for his pleasure during their break. She barely reacted. She just focused on eating as the orc pounded away, knowing that she would need the energy from the gruel. The orc finished fucking her, groaning as he came inside her. He pulled his cock from her cunt and made one of the other slaves lick it clean. And then it was back to work. The slaves were sent back to their plows. Delsanra and Imizael struggled as they pulled the plow’s blade through the dirt, breaking up the soil so that the harvest could be planted. They dug their feet into the dirt as they took heavy strides to pull the plow onward. The flies found her again, attracted to the sweat pouring down her body and the orc cum oozing down her thighs. She truly felt like an animal.

As the day wore on the slaves were whipped more and more as they tired and their work slowed. Soon, more blood was pouring down Delsanra’s back and thighs then sweat. A few human slaves fell and were dragged away. Delsanra kept working, distracting herself from her pain and misery by thinking about how she might be able to slip away and escape the camp. Perhaps it was just an irrational fantasy but it was all she could cling to so as not to lose her mind in this hell.

……………….

The elf slaves from Salelenor were chained up in a line in the center of the orc village of Bhezur. It was the village’s market, and today Udruk had brought some of his slaves to sell. The elf maidens from Salelenor were not yet ready for sale as they were still undergoing training. But Udruk had brought them to market to display them and so that the orcs of the village could see them and sample them, to help drive up their price when they were eventually sold.

The elf maidens were in a line, with their arms chained high above their heads, fastened to a horizontal pole, designed specifically for the purpose of displaying slaves. A crowd of orcs had gathered around the elves.

There was a mix of orcs in the market. Many were warriors from the Ear Ripper Clan. A lot of these warriors would never buy a slave. They preferred capturing their own slaves when marauding and pillaging. They were there as curious onlookers, eager to see and inspect elf slaves, as motivation for their campaign of marauding to come. But other warriors had no issue with buying slaves. Those orcs were not just there to gaze at slave flesh and were assessing the slaves to purchase them. These warriors were good customers too. Warriors often were flush with riches from their campaigns of pillaging, and being young and brash, they were often eager to spend their acquired wealth. And elf cunt was the hottest new luxury for orcs to buy.

Orc warriors had gathered around Thaola, Delimira, and Amarille, who were all chained in a row. Delimira and Amarille tended to stick close to Thaola when they could, and had had been standing next to each other when the slavers chained them up in a coffle to take them to the market. It had been this way since their capture end enslavement. Thaola had been a teacher in Salelenor, and when the orcs had raided, most of the students had fled the school and sought shelter in their homes. However, Thaola’s students Delimira and Amarille had lived in homes closer to the wall of the city that was initially attacked by the orcs. They did not feel safe going home, so Thaola had stayed with them at the school and they had hidden inside it. Of course, it had not mattered. The orcs had breached the walls and taken every elf maiden in the city. Thaola, Delimira, and Amarille had found themselves dragged form the school, stripped, and ravaged side by side. For Thaola, it had been the first time that anyone other than her husband had been inside her, and it was quite traumatic. For Delimira and Amarille, who had been virgins, it was even worse. Thaola had tried her best to offer them comfort after the orcs finished with them and they were chained together in one of the slave coffles to be led from the city. After that, they were sold together to Udruk. So Thaola was still doing what she could to look after Delimira and Amarille. Not that there was much she could do for them. They were now all slaves with no rights.

The orc warriors were roughly inspecting the trio of elves, groping, squeezing, pinching, and fondling their asses, breasts, and other fleshy parts. There were all young warriors from the Ear Ripper Clan. They were eager to head to Elevosia. Most had participated in small raids of human settlements but the invasion of Elevosia would be their first real military campaign. And if the orcs’ natural yearning for battle wasn’t enough of an enticement, seeing and feeling the naked flesh of the elf maidens only increased their desire to head to the elven world.

Thaola obediently stood there, with her chests trust out and her legs parted to allow the orcs to inspect her. She had not yet been fully broken into slavery and was repulsed by these orcs with their hands all over her. But she knew that if she was anything less than pleasing, she would be whipped and so she did her best to present her body. Delimira and Amarille were terrified and humiliated but they imitated their former teacher as they too were intimately examined by the warriors. In a sense, Thaola was still their teacher, teaching them how to be good slaves and avoid the whip.

A young orc warrior pointed between the three elves’ parted legs. “Look at their thighs; they are smeared with their cunt juices.” The aroused cunts of Thaola, Delimira, and Amarille was no accident. All of the elf slaves in line had pussies that were quite wet. After they had been chained up in the market, Udruk’s slavers had fingered and licked all of them to arousal. And as the day passed, the orc slavers or some of their human slaves would use their fingers or tongues to keep them wet and aroused. A slave with a wet cunt that smelled of arousal would draw more attention. And indeed it had, as the crowd of orcs observed how wet Thaola’s, Delimira’s, and Amarille’s cunts were.

As the young orc looked at the smeared juices coating their thighs, he turned and said excitedly to his fellow warriors, “They love being inspected and groped!” he said to his fellow warriors. All of the warriors in the group were young but he was the youngest. The young orc had little experience with slaves as he had not yet gone on his first campaign of conquest and taken his first slave. His campaign in Elevosia would be his initiation into adulthood by orc custom. And he was eager to fight and kill, and captured his first slave, as he inspected the three elf maidens. Another warrior encouraged him to check their cunts and see how wet they were. He eagerly stepped forward and pushed a couple fingers into Delimira’s sex and thrust them in and out a few times. Delimira let out a humiliated sob but her training kicked in and she parted her legs more to give the orc better access. “Wow it is much tighter than I imagined and it is super slick!” the young warrior exclaimed. He pulled his fingers from Delimira’s sex and gave them a sniff and then a lick. He then moved down the line and similarly fingered Thaola and Amarille, sniffing and licking his fingers each time. “Elf cunt tastes good!” he exclaimed excitedly.

“Well, once we are in Elevosia, you will have your pick from thousands of elf cunts! And you will finally get to fuck one!” one of the other warriors replied. The other warriors were also eager to get a preview of elf cunt. Soon they were all crowded around fingering the three elves. Thaola closed her eyes and was silent. Delimira and Amarille were trembling and whimpering. But all thee stood there obediently with their legs parted, as they had been trained, giving the orcs ample access to their cunts.

Beside them, Glynnii had an even wetter cunt, while an orc was in the process of fingering her as part of his inspection. Her face was pressed into his chest and she was moaning. In her past life as a scribe, Glynnii had been a prim and proper elf maiden. As a scribe, she was intelligent and had been academically-minded. In her former life, she had dreamed of one day being a leader in the city. Those dreams were dashed when the orcs took Salelenor. Her past and her former dreams and ambitions mattered not now. Now she was a slave. And through her training and conditioning by Udruk and his slavers, she was a heated little slut. Her slave training had come along well. She shuddered and moaned more loudly and then began shaking as she was overcome with an orgasm.

The orc fingering Glynnii, Khaurz Dugubak, was not a warrior, but he had once been a warrior when he was younger. Most of the orcs that were not warriors were either old orcs that were former warriors or they were young and would be warriors when they reached adulthood. Orcs’ entire culture was centered around warfare and conquest and marauding. So nearly every male orc was trained to fight and served as a warrior at one time. But when orcs got older, they would typically retired from the military ranks and took on other trades. Udruk himself had become a slaver after he retired as a warrior. The non-warrior orcs would not be participating in the campaign in Elevosia. Their only way for these orcs to acquire elf slaves would be by purchasing them. So, they too were here to assess the elf cunt for sale.

Khaurz ran the brothel camp of the village. The brothel camp was not his per se, as it belonged to the entire village and to the Ear Ripper Clan that dominated the village. But Khaurz managed the brothel camp for the village. Most of the slaves in the village were put in the camp and were available to be fucked by any orc male that had come of age and had passed his initiation rites into adulthood. When the elf slaves had been fully trained, Khaurz would try to convince the Ear Ripper Clan Chief, Orgzul Stoutbeast, to buy a bunch of them to be put in the brothel camp. Khaurz was testing the elf maidens out to see which ones he wanted most, and he liked what he saw from Glynnii.

Glynnii was not the only former prim and proper elf maiden who had been turned into a heated little slut from her training. Meorise had been a priestess in Salelenor, a virtuous and chaste elf maiden. Of course, her chastity had been taken from her the moment the orcs had seized the city. And she was now far from virtuous. Her slave training was working and she had become quite the eager and lustful slave. Meorise had been unchained from the line and was now on all fours, thrusting her hips backwards as an orc fucked her from behind. For a very small fee, any of the slaves were available to be sampled, and Meorise was the latest of the elves to be sampled by a curious customer.

Meorise was being fucked by an orc warlock, Ogolnamub. Like many orc warlocks and shamans, though certainly not all of them, Ogolnamub was one of the few orcs that had not previously been a warrior. He had been trained as a warlock from an early age. As a warlock, he studied the mystical arts and devoted his life to wielding those mystical arts for the benefit of the horde. Orc shamans worked closely with the warlocks, but shamans were religious figures, who dedicated their lives to the orcs’ gods. The village of Bhezur also had a shaman but he was not at the market.

Ogolnamub was interested in acquiring an elf. And a former elf priestess was particularly enticing for a warlock. Meorise moaned loudly and begged Ogolnamub to fuck her harder. The orc complied, pounding her hard. Ogolnamub thrust away until he dumped his seed inside her. After Ogolnamub paid Udruk for her use, he moved away and Meorise was chained up again. As soon as she was, one of Udruk’s human slaves quickly moved in and buried her face in Meorise’s crotch, licking, sucking, and slurping up the orc’s cum so that it would be presentable and visually appealing again for customers. As soon as the cum was cleaned up, the slave began licking and sucking on Meorise’s clit to get her wet and aroused for any others that might inspect or sample her. It did not take long. She was quite the heated little slave now.

The market also had many young males. These orcs were not yet of fighting age or were still training and undergoing their trials before they would be accepted as warriors of the horde. They were therefore not yet permitted to purchase slaves, or even fuck them. Only after they been initiated into adulthood by killing an enemy in battle and capturing a slave would they be permitted to buy and fuck slaves. But these young orcs were encouraged to go to the market and they could inspect and grope the slaves. Chief Orgzul encouraged this. It would make the young orcs eager to complete their training and take up arms with the clan so that they could go out and acquire their first slave.

A group of young orcs had gathered around Solana and Aravae, watching them. The two sisters had been chained up together on the other side of Meorise. In order to attract more customers, Solana and Aravae had been chained together and were being made to passionately kiss each other. Each sister had one of their hands freed from the chains, and the sisters had that hand shoved between the thighs of the other, and they were fingering each other as they kissed. One of Udruk’s assistant slavers was standing behind Solana and Aravae with a leather crop in hand. He gave a hard smack to the sisters’ asses every time they slowed down or held back in their lovemaking.   Solana and Aravae were humiliated and disgusted at what they were being made to do with each other but they dared not disobey and get their asses whipped.

The purpose of this exercise was not just to humiliate them. It drove home for the elves that were truly just slaves. Solana and Aravae had been sisters when they were free elves, but their pasts were now erased. Now they were animals. And animals had no say on what was done to their bodies, be it by an orc or a fellow slave, even one that was her own sibling.

The young orcs that watched were thoroughly entertained. A couple younger female orcs also watched, under the close supervision of an older female orc. There were not many female orcs in the market as there were not many females in Bhezur. Most female orcs of breeding age were in breeding camps serving their duty to maintain the population of orcs. They would spend their entire breeding ages at the camp, and prominent male orcs from the various clans and villages would travel to the camp to breed with the females. The females in breeding camps were well pampered and taken care of. Though orcs were a very masculine culture, female orcs were cherished and respected in orc society. There were few females, and the continuation of the orc race depended on them having many litters.

The younger females in the crowd watching Solana and Aravae had not yet reached breeding age. And the older female orc was now too old to breed. She was now back in Bhezur, helping to supervise the young females and prepare them for their lives to come in the breeding camps.

The young orcs, both male and female, traditionally lived together in encampments in the village. Orcs were born in litters of anywhere from 4 to a dozen, and they would spend the first few years of their lives being reared at the breeding camps. But when they reached a certain age, they would be sent to the villages or camps of their fathers. A handful or male younglings, usually the biggest or strongest of a litter sired by a very high-ranking orc, might then live with his father. Such orcs would be trained for leadership in the horde. But the rest would be raised in encampments in the village, separated by gender, where they would be raised, educated, and trained for their lives to come.

As the young orcs watched, Solana shuddered as she orgasmed from her sister’s fingers thrusting into her sex and rubbing her clit. As they continued kissing and fingering each other, a pair of orc warriors approached and spoke to the slaver watching them. He nodded and unchained Solana and Aravae. They were put in their hands and knees facing each other. The orc warriors were going to put a show on for the young males, to inspire them to train hard so that they too would be good orc warriors who would capture elf cunt to take back to Aegor. One of the orc warriors got behind Aravae and grabbed her hips. He drove his hips forward, burying his cock to the hilt in Aravae’s cunt and began thrusting away. The other warrior got behind Solana. He reached down and jammed his fingers in her cunt, swirling them around before pulling them out and rubbing her pussy juices all over her anus. He lined up his cock at Solana’s asshole and drove forward. Soon both orcs were pounding away at the sisters. The orc fucking Solana reached forward and grabbed Solana’s hair and pushed her head forward, pressing it to Aravae’s face. The two sisters began kissing again as they were fucked.

One the other side of Solana and Aravae, the former jeweler Aelrie was squirming as a pair of orcs roughly inspected her. One was standing in front of her, one hand roughly squeezing her breasts and his other hand pressed between her parted thighs. The other orc was behind her, squeezing the flesh of her ass.

The former archer Ialantha was bent over slightly, presenting her ass as an orc squeezed her ass cheeks with one hand and fingered her asshole with his other hand, loudly remarking how tight her ass was. She was blushing red, both because of the finger in her ass and because her pussy was literally dripping with arousal as the orc played with her ass.

On the end of the line, Selussa was having a momentary respite. An orc has just paid to sample her mouth and she had skillfully worshipped his cock and balls before giving him one of the best blowjobs of his life. One of Udruk’s human slaves had quickly licked up the cum he had spurted all over Selussa’s face and tits and she had been chained up again. It would not be long before more orcs came over to inspect or use her.

As popular as the elf maidens from Salelenor were, they were not Udruk’s main attraction for the day. They were not for sale yet. But Udruk’s other 3 elf slaves, who had been fully trained, were ready to be sold. Filaurel, Sariandi, and Velayana were all being sold, as well as some of Udruk’s human slaves. However, Udruk had struck a deal with Orgzul and Khaurz. Filaurel and Velayana were being purchased at a steep discount by the village and put in the brothel camp, where they would be available to be used by any orc. Udruk did not get as much coin for them as he likely would have had he sold them on the auction block. But he had every motivation to sell them at discount to the brothel camp. The more orcs in the village that got a taste of elf cunt, the higher demand there would be for Udruk’s remaining slaves. And selling the two at discount to the village put Udruk in good standing with Orgzul. Orgzul was soon leading the Ear Ripper clan warriors into Elevosia, and Udruk assumed he would eventually be bringing back many slaves. Slaves that Orgzul would now be more inclined to give to Udruk.

While the Salelenor elf maidens were on display, Udruk sold off some of his human slaves. But when it was time to present the three elves, the crowd of orcs migrated away from the Salelenor elves to watch the auction. The ten slaves from Salelenor got a brief respite. And from their position, they could watch the sale.

Udruk appeared on the auction platform with Orgzul and Khaurz. Khaurz held the leashes of Filaurel and Velayana, and when they got on the platform, the two elf slaves obediently knelt at his feet, facing the crowd. Udruk announced that both elves had gone to the brothel camp and would be available for use starting that night. Many of the orcs cheered. Filaurel and Velayana would have a very busy few days as they started their slavery in the brothel camp.

After the announcement, it was time for Udruk to sell his remaining elf slave, Sariandi. One of Udruk’s assistant slavers, Muzzok, brought Sariandi up on the platform. She was dressed in sheer silks but as soon as she was on stage, the silks were ripped from her body. Sariandi was smiling. She was fully trained and eager to be sold and earn coin for her owner, and to begin her life with a new owner. Sometimes she thought of her daughters who had been tossed in a fuck pit after they had been captured. She had been so devastated back then. But now she was happy for them. They were serving their purpose now, just like she was. She knew that life as a slave could be hard but there was no better joy in the world than being stuffed with orc cock.

“Check out this fine elf cunt!” Udruk called out to the assembled orcs as Muzzok thrust Sariandi forward to present her.

Udruk began describing Sariandi’s qualities for the crowd. “She is relatively young by elf standards, barely 50 years old. But she reached maturity 20 years ago and will maintain this youthful appearance for many, many centuries to come. As you can see, she has lovely pale skin, piercing blue eyes, and wavy blonde hair. She looks the epitome of innocence but as you shall soon see, she is a sultry little slut.” Muzzok kicked at her ankles to make her spread her legs further apart and reveal her glistening, swollen sex.

Udruk continued. “Check out her fine, curvy ass that is just asking to be beaten.” Muzzok spun Sariandi around. In his other hand he held a leather strap and he brought it down a few times across her ass cheeks until they were nice and red.

“And look at her ample tits and pink little nipples that will respond to pleasure or pain,” Udruk called out as Muzzok spun Sariandi back around and roughly grabbed her tits and pinched and twisted her nipples until Sariandi cried out. Her nipples quickly stiffened as Udruk had predicted. She began rubbing her thighs together, thoroughly aroused, until Muzzok growled at her to spread her legs and smacked her hard on the ass with his leather strap. Sariandi parted her thighs and revealed that her pussy was now dripping with arousal. She was getting turned on by the pain Muzzok was inflicting and by the fact that she was being sold like an animal.

“She has tight, warm holes that are just begging to be fucked. Muzzok spun Sariandi around again and grabbed her by the hair, bending her over at the waist so that her ass was sticking out for the crowd to see. Sariandi knew what she was supposed to do and she reached back and spread her ass cheeks to reveal her small, puckered asshole from the crowd. After a few seconds, Muzzok once again spun her around and pulled her head back, causing her to arch her back and shove her pelvis forward to better expose her swollen cunt for the crowd. Muzzok thrust his hand between her thighs and forced a pair of his fingers into her cunt. Sariandi moaned loudly as Muzzok began to finger fuck her and after less than a minute he pulled out his fingers to show the crowd that they were glistening and dripping with her juices.

And then the bidding started. Orcs began calling our prices in silver coins, going higher and higher. As they bid, Sariandi started playing with herself, trusting one hand between her thighs and masturbating while she roughly squeezed her breasts and pinched and twisted her nipples with her other hand. She was doing her best to drive up the price for her owner’s benefit.

The bidding kept going higher until the orcs were bidding gold coins. Slowly, orcs stopped bidding one by one as the price grew higher until only one high bidder remained. Sariandi had been purchased for 19 gold coins. She looked curiously at the winning bidder, wondering who he was and what her life would be like as his slave. She would soon find out. Muzzok dragged Sariandi from the platform and walked her over to her now owner. The elves from Salelenor watched as she was led away. They knew that soon enough, many of them would be put on that auction block and similarly sold off.

Sariandi had been the featured item to be sold and so Udruk’s auction was over. He ordered that the slaves from Salelenor be taken back to the camp. Muzzok and some of Udruk’s other assistants unchained them from the display post and then coffled them together. They were led back through the market and in the direction of Udruk’s slaver camp. As they walked, many orcs began calling out crude remarks about the elf maidens and what they wanted to do to them. As the elves passed closely by some of the orcs, the orcs reached out to grab their tits or swat at their asses. For the elf maidens of Salelenor, this abuse barely bothered them. It felt commonplace and appropriate. They understood that being abused and violated by orcs was now their sole purpose now and it was how they would spend the rest of their lives. Some were horrified by this. Others accepted their fate. A couple were even excited by the prospect.  It would only be a matter of time before more of them and then all of them grew that excited.

(End of Part 13, to be continued...)

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