The Tale of Delsanra: Part 14 – Being Broken Down and Conditioned

Another couple of weeks had passed at the labor camp. Delsanra had spent every one of those days either working in a quarry or working in one of the fields. She had collapsed the day prior from sheer exhaustion and had been savagely whipped by an overseer for her “laziness.” That night, she had been dragged back the fort and examined by goblins. They determined she did not need to be put in the fuck rack to recover and that she should just be given a relatively easier task for a day or two. So, the next day, Delsanra was given a different job. It was easier than working in the mines for sure, but it hardly seemed like an easy job. Delsanra was tasked with hauling water all day, both for the orc overseers and to fill the slaves’ water troughs located throughout the camp. Delsanra was given a thick wooden pole that rested on her back, with an indented slot for her neck. On both ends of the wooden pole was a chain holding a large wooden bucket. Delsanra had to fill the buckets with water from a well near the fort and then lug them through the camp on her back.

She was paired with another elf who similarly was in recovery, Shanaera. The two elves worked together, carrying water all day. By the afternoon, both were exhausted. Delsanra’s neck, shoulders, and back were throbbing. Her feet were bleeding from doing so much walking across the hard dirt and the sharp rocks that were everywhere.

However, Delsanra was glad to have been tasked with this job for one reason. It took her all over the camp. As she and Shanaera went from area to area with the water, she learned the outlay of the entire camp. As she had suspected, the entire camp was surrounded by a fence that was not guarded. The only place where there were orcs were areas where the slaves were working. There were vast areas of empty space where there were no slaves or orcs. If she could manage to slip away from wherever she was working, she could evade any other orcs and reach the fence and climb over it. She still had no idea what lay ahead, outside the perimeter of the camp. But getting away from the camp did not seem impossible.

Delsanra half debated trying to escape right then and there. There was little supervision of her and Shanaera as they worked. But Delsanra did not want to leave without Imizael and Sarinica. She wanted to help Lilly too but she knew that human would never risk it.  As Delsanra and Shanaera lugged their empty buckets back to the well, Shanaera asked her about how she was captured. Delsanra told her about their regiment that had gone into the forest to find the goblins and had been ambushed by orcs.

Shanaera frowned and nodded. “I was captured in a similar way, when I was seeking out Princess Miriella.”

“I wonder if the orcs have the Princess,” Delsanra mused.

“They do,” Shanaera replied softly.

Delsanra frowned. “It must be horrible for her. She was so young and she is not a hardened warrior like us.”

“I am sure it was at first but she has accepted her fate. As did I. You will too eventually. It will make it easier,” Shanaera replied. She gave Delsanra a sympathetic look.

However, her words did little to comfort Delsanra. The idea of accepting this fate was a nightmare for her. Delsanra angrily shook her head. “Never! I will never accept this fate! I will never accept what these vile orcs have done to us!”

The two slaves filled their buckets from the well in silence. Then they split up for their next trip. Delsanra had to take her buckets to some orcs that were overseeing slaves in the fields. Shanaera had to take hers to a quarry. When she reached the fields, Delsanra saw the orcs working the slaves hard, whipping them as they were made to plow a field while others planted seeds. Delsanra shuddered as she recalled pulling the plow. Her back hurt now from lugging the water all day, but it was nothing compared to when she had to pull the plow.

After dropping off the water with the orcs, Delsanra headed back to the well. She reached it and began to fill her buckets. As she did, she heard the crack of a whip against flesh and a sharp cry. Delsanra looked up and saw Shanaera heading towards the well. She was followed by a pair of orcs, one of whom was whipping her to hurry her along.

When the trip reached the well, the pair of orcs ordered both Delsanra and Shanaera to kneel. They both quickly complied. Delsanra was grateful to finally be off her feet. The orcs looked the two elves over and then turned to each other. The first orc pointed to Shanaera. “I will fuck the redhead and you can have the brunette,” he announced. He ordered the two slaves to get on all fours. They both quickly complied again. One of the orcs took position behind Delsanra. She closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable.

She assumed the orc was going to go straight to fucking her but then  she felt his hand squeeze her ass and then slide down her ass cheek between her parted thighs. A second later she felt his fingers rubbing over her sex and then push inside her. Delsanra grunted in discomfort. Her body was not ready for anything to be inserted inside her. But as the orc began thrusting his fingers in and out of her, she quickly felt herself growing wet. She tried to tell herself she didn’t enjoy this. That it was just her body reacting involuntarily. But it was still humiliating. She was still ashamed at her body’s reaction.

The orc started slamming his fingers in and out of her at a rapid pace. It turned painful again as he fingerfucked her hard. His thumb found her clit and began to rub it, and once again, the pain melted away and she began to feel jolts of pleasure. Delsanra let out a small moan as the orc continued roughly fingering her. Then suddenly, she cried out and she came hard, squirting juices all over the orc’s hand. As she came down from her orgasm her cheeks burned red with shame. She hated that her body was reacting like this! As if to reinforce what she was becoming, she heard a loud moan and turned to see that the other orc was fucking Shanaera from behind and she was loving it. Delsanra was horrified at the thought that she would eventually be just like Shanaera.

The orc behind Delsanra slapped her ass hard. “Don’t pay attention to that other slut. Your focus is on giving me pleasure. Spread your legs more, slut,” he growled. Still on all fours, Delsanra spread her legs more as commanded. The orc grabbed her hips and the she felt his cock at the entrance of her sex. He roughly shoved his cock insider her. The orc’s cock was massive but Delsanra’s cunt was slick with arousal, and the orc’s cock pushed itself inside her without too much difficulty. As the orc began thrusting, it felt good. Delsanra closed her eyes and tried to ignore the warming sensation deep in her loins. She hated herself for enjoying this.

The orc was thrusting hard and fast. Delsanra bit her lip as her pleasure built and she let out another small moan. For the moment, she was not thinking about her plans to escape. She was not thinking about her hellish existence in this labor camp. All she was focused on was the wonderful feeling of the orc’s hard thrusts. As the orc approached climax, he sped up his tempo even more, slamming harder into her warm, slick hole. It felt so good! Delsanra was breathing heavily, though her noises were drowned out by the much louder moans and cries of Shanaera as the other orc fucked her.

But when a second orgasm ripped through Delsanra’s body, she cried out loudly, matching Shanaera’s passion, her pussy gushing all over the cock thrusting into her. Delsanra felt the orc tense up and then his cock began twitching as he released his cum inside her. The orc pulled his cock from her sopping cunt. Delsanra hated herself for how content she felt in her mind as she felt his cum dribbling from her cunt and down her thighs.

Shanaera was still moaning and gasping and crying out as she was fucked. She seemed to be in pure ecstasy. The orc climaxed inside her and then pulled out of her. Delsanra hoped the orcs would leave them alone but the orc that pulled out of Shanaera gestured to Delsanra and then pointed to his softening cock. “Suck it clean,” he ordered sternly.

Humiliated, Delsanra slowly crawled over and took the cock into her mouth, tasting at once the orc’s cum and Shanaera’s pussy. She obediently sucked and licked it clean and when she was done, started to pull her away her head. “I didn’t say stop,” the orc growled. “Keep sucking until it is hard again.”

Sighing, her cheeks burning hotter, Delsanra continued licking and sucking the orc’s cock. She glanced over and saw that Shanaera’s head was bobbing up and down as she did the same to the orc that had just fucked Delsanra.

It took a few minutes but the orc that Delsanra was sucking slowly started to grow hard again. When he was fully erect, he ordered Delsanra to get on all fours again. She reluctantly complied, sticking her ass up in the air in the direction facing the orc. The orc crouched behind her and reached down, pushing her thighs further apart. He slid his hand down the crack of Delsanra’s ass to her crotch and began to push a pair of fingers into her slick, slimy pussy. As his fingers pushed inside her deep, Delsanra had to stifle a gasp. How was she getting aroused again so quickly?

She though the orc was going to fingerfuck her but instead he pulled his fingers from her cunt and slid them up to her asshole. He rubbed his fingers around the outside and then he inserted one, then two fingers, lubricating her back passage with the orc cum and pussy juices that coated them. After the orc had lubricated her asshole sufficiently, he reached down with his hands and spread her ass cheeks. Without warning, he plunged himself deep inside of her ass. Delsanra cried out as her ass was painfully stretched. The orc grabbed her hips and thrust himself inside her, over and over, driving his thick cock in and out of her ass. With every hard thrust, the pain overwhelmed Delsanra but she was grateful for the pain. It was better than growing aroused and surrendering herself to slavery she thought to herself.

The orc pounded Delsanra’s ass until he groaned loudly and came, filling her bowels with a load of cum. He pulled his cock from her ass and once again, she was ordered to lick and suck it clean. As Delsanra took the cock into her mouth she noticed that Shanaera was moaning loudly a she was fucked in the ass. Delsanra glanced over at her and saw that Shanaera was pushing her hips back, matching the thrust of the orc. She was clearly in a state of bliss. Delsanra closed her eyes. She had to get away from this place before she broke further and ended up like Shanaera.

……………….

Avshera sucked Eliana’s toes and licked her tongue between them, just the way Eliana liked. In the past couple of weeks, she had gotten so skilled at worshipping her Mistress. Eliana let Avshera worship her feet a little longer before she decided to further her training in another way. She pulled her feet away. “Alright girl, it is time for a new lesson. Go over to the wall, and bend over facing it, with your hands flat on the wall and your ass in the air. And spread your legs wide.”

“Yes, my Mistress,” Avshera said softly and she crawled over to the wall. She rose to her feet, and got in position, leaving her ass and pussy exposed for Eliana’s view. Eliana could see that her slave’s pussy was swollen and glistening. She smiled. Between the orcs conditioning and her own conditioning of the young elf, she was becoming a fine slave, who quickly grew aroused like a true slut.

“You are to hold that position. If you move, you will be punished. No matter what I do, you will stay in position and hold still. Understood, slave?” Eliana instructed.

“Yes, my Mistress,” Avshera whimpered, clearly nervous. Eliana walked over and stood behind the bent-over slave. Avshera was trembling, and Eliana wondered if it was fear, or anticipation, or excitement, or all of the above. For over a minute, Eliana stood there, silently, not touching Avshera.

From her position facing the wall, Avshera could not see Eliana. But she could feel her presence behind her. She kept waiting for her Mistress to do something but Eliana stood there for what seemed like an eternity. And then she felt her Mistress’s hands on her thighs. Eliana slid her hands up and she raked her nails across the sore flesh of Avshera’s ass, where she had been whipped earlier in the day. Avshera jumped, but held her position. Eliana slid her hands down the back of Avshera’s thighs and down her calves and then back up her legs again. She pinched Avshera’s calves and thighs several times, hard, causing the slave to whimper softly and jump again. Still, she held her position. Eliana moved her hands back up to Avshera’s ass, and the young elf winced when the sore flesh of her ass was touched again.

Then she felt Eliana’s hand slide between her spread thighs to her sex. Eliana rubbed her swollen pussy lips, feeling how wet her sex had become. Avshera let out an involuntary gasp as soon as Eliana’s hand touched her pussy, and Eliana smiled, pleased with the reaction. Eliana suddenly took her fingers and pinched Avshera’s labia. Avshera let out a squeal but she managed not to close her thighs or move from her position, the fear of punishment keeping her in line.

Eliana continued to stroke and pinch and the folds of Avshera’s sex, causing more whimpers from Avshera. Avshera also realized the heat between her legs was growing more intense and she felt her pussy growing wetter. To Avshera’s horror and humiliation, she realized that both Eliana’s teasing touch and the painful pinches were turning her on. She clamped her eyes shut and tried to ignore the growing need she felt between her legs.

When Eliana’s fingers found Avshera’s aching, swollen clit, Avshera moaned and thrust back her hips. This earned her a hard slap on her as. “Stay still,” Eliana commanded, and then she returned her fingers between the slave’s legs, grazing her fingers ever so slightly over her clit.

Then Eliana pulled her hand away. “Stand up straight and face me,” she commanded Avshera. “Legs spread apart and hands clasped behind the back of your head.” Avshera quickly got into her new position. Eliana’s eyes roamed down to Avshera’s breasts, and Avshera herself glanced down and saw that her nipples were swollen and erect, further evidence of her growing arousal.

Eliana reached out and fondled Avshera’s left breast before taking her nipple between her thumb and forefinger and punching it hard, causing Avshera to gasp. Still gripping and pinching her left nipple, Eliana reached out with her other hand and pinched the other nipple.

Eliana began to pull and twist them, eliciting more whimpers and heavy breathing from Avshera, but the elf managed to hold her position. Eliana released her nipples and began to fondle and grope the elf’s breasts, squeezing and massaging them, coaxing more soft whimpers and moans from the slave. Then without warning, she grabbed, pinched, and twisted Avshera’s nipples again, causing Avshera to cry out. For several long minutes, Eliana went back and forth between folding Avshera’s breasts and then cruelly tormenting her nipples. Avshera was soon bathed in sweat and squirming. It was both discomfort and arousal.

Eliana glanced down and saw that Avshera’s thighs were smeared with her juices. She was growing even more aroused. She slid her hand down between Avshera’s legs and began to rub her slit, causing more gasps from the squirming elf. Avshera tried to ignore the growing arousal and need deep in her loins. But when Eliana suddenly thrusted two of her fingers deep into Avshera’s pussy, the elf couldn’t hold back and she moaned loudly. As Elian slowly thrust her fingers in and out, Avshera’s pussy started throbbing and her juices began leaking onto Eliana’s hand. Eliana pulled her hand away and held it up to Avshera’s face, so she could see.

“You have told me you wish to be free but look at how wet your cunt gets when your Mistress teases you. Or when I pinch you. You crave this. You crave being a slave,” Eliana told her. Avshera blushed and closed her eyes in shame. She did not want to admit that she was being turned on. But there was no denying the way her body was reacting or the noises she was making.

“Admit that you crave being a slave and that you are meant to be a slave,” Eliana demanded.

Avshera shook her head. “No, I want to be free…” Her protest turned to a moan, when Eliana thrusted her hand between Avshera’s legs and began to once again rub her sex and stroke her clit.

“Admit it, slave,” Eliana repeated. Avshera dropped her head in shame but remained silent. Annoyed, Eliana reached up and slapped Avshera’s breasts, one after the other, back and forth, until they were red and stung fiercely, and Avshera was crying. But she managed to hold her position. Eliana was impressed with her discipline.

Eliana stepped away. Avshera had her eyes clamped shut but she opened them to see her Mistress returning with one of her tools of discipline, a slave flogger. Avshera’s eyes widened. Her ass was already so tender from being whipped that day. But she knew better than to plead for mercy. It would only earn her more punishment.

However, Eliana had decided to target something other than her slave’s ass. She swung the flogger and smacked it hard into Avshera’s breasts. Avshera squealed and almost fell from her position, but barely managed to stay in it, as she felt a fierce, burning sting across her chest. Eliana raised the flogger again and began whipping her slave’s breasts over and over, until Avshera was screaming and finally lost her position and fell to her knees.

“Stand up and get back in position,” Eliana commanded in a calm voice. “And admit how you felt when I teased and pinched your nipples and cunt. Or shall I whip you some more?”

Avshera got into position. She eyed the whip a moment and the blurted out, “It turns me on when you touch me and tease me and pinch me like that, Mistress.” She tried to tell herself that she was only saying what her Mistress wanted to hear, to avoid the whip. But she knew her words were true.  It had turned her on.

“Good slave,” Eliana declared and she set down the flogger. She leaned in and once again pushed her hand between Avshera’s legs. Avshera gasped and then moaned as Eliana’s fingers were once again began thrusting in and out of her pussy. With her other hand, Eliana reached in and pinched Avshera’s clit hard, giving her a mix of pleasure and pain. Avshera moaned loudly and began to rock her hips, against the hand thrusting into her slick, aroused cunt.

Harder and harder Eliana thrusted her fingers and harder and harder she pinched the slave’s clit until Avshera suddenly cried out loudly, and her body began shaking as she felt the explosion of an intense orgasm. Her legs wobbled and she almost collapsed as the waves of pleasure hit her.

When the throes of ecstasy finally ceased, Eliana smiled to her slave. “Kneel slave,” she commanded. Avshera quickly fell to her knees. “Now thank your Mistress for the gift of allowing you to cum by worshipping my ass.” She turned around so that her back was to Avshera and hiked up her skirt. Avshera crawled over and eagerly buried her face into Eliana’s ass and began licking away.

……………….

“Line up to be milked, slaves!” a goblin yelled. Yalanue started to crawl over to the milking stations. The elf maidens in the breeding camp were usually made to crawl. It was another way to break them down and make them feel like animals. As if being bred like animals and forced to rear children that would be taken away from them to be killed or enslaved wasn’t enough. And being milked was yet another way to drive home to the elf maidens that they were mere animals. Milk that their bodies produced that would never be used to feed the children in their wombs; but rather was an appealing snack of their goblin captors.

However, Yalanue was eager to be milked. She needed the relief. Her breasts ached, painfully swollen with the weight of milk that accumulated since her last milking. They were heavy and swaying as she crawled. She could feel her swollen nipples becoming moist from milk that was slowly oozed from them, signifying that she was badly in need of a milking. Her body was producing milk at a rapid pace, and earlier in her pregnancy than she would have thought normal. And her breasts had swollen to a very large size. Most of the other pregnant elf slaves were the same. Delsanra had suspected something was being put in their slave gruel to induce more milk production and it had been confirmed a couple days prior when she heard a couple goblins discussing it. They had added some sort of hormone treatment to the slave gruel that they used on human slaves and the goblins were delighted that it seemed to also be working on the elves. The treatment had other effects too. Yalanue felt a warm tingle and burn between her legs, a constant arousal that never went away. Her pussy had puffed up and swelled into an engorged, wet slit. It was constantly leaking fluids and her thighs were always smeared with her juices. Her clit was constantly swollen and ached. The constant arousal drove her crazy, but she got frequent relief from the goblins, who were always fucking her.

Yalanue’s breasts were not the only thing that had grown. Her belly was now quite big. She could not be sure what stage she was in of her pregnancy. It was hard to keep track of time in the camp. But by the look of her belly, her pregnancy was rapidly advancing. She wondered if she had one baby or more than one growing in her womb. She pushed the thought aside. It was an unpleasant one, for she knew what would happen to those babies when they were born. She dreaded that inevitability more than anything she had dreaded since being taken by the orcs. No mother should ever have to put through the nightmare of having her children stolen from her to be killed or enslaved.

As Yalanue reached the milking stations, some of the other slaves were already in place. The scent of milk, mingled with the faint odor of sex, filled Yalanue’s nostrils. She heard the moans and sobs of some of the elves and the grunts of goblins and the slap of flesh as some of the elves being milked were pounded from behind by goblins. When they were being milked the elves were almost always fucked by the goblins.

The milking stations were rows of wooden stalls. Inside each of the stalls, elf maidens were bent over at the waist over a horizontal metal bar, and on all fours. A leather strap held their waist over the bar and their necks and wrists were strapped into another horizontal metal bar. Their ankles were chained to the side of the wooden stalls so that their legs were parted wide.

The slaves lined up and waited to be taken to a stall. Yalanue recognized most of them. In front of her was the former governess of Salelenor, Essaerae, and the former physician, Yumanea. Former was the key word. Now, like Yalanue, they were mere breeding slaves. Their bellies were swollen, though they were not as far along as Yalanue. Yalanue turned and spotted another elf, and Yalanue’s heart dropped when she saw her. It was Urathea and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. Urathea had been captured in Salelenor when she was far along in her pregnancy. She had gone into labor the day prior. The baby was nowhere to be seen. Yalanue knew that if the baby or babies had been boys they had likely been killed and if the baby or babies were girls, they had been taken away to be raised in some unknown place as slaves. Yalanue figured she would never know. She had no idea if Urathea had even been permitted to see the baby and learn its gender. Even if she did, Yalanue could imagine she would neve want to discuss the traumatic event. And regardless, the breeding slaves were not allowed to talk, another way of reducing them to animals. Urathea was not the first of the breeding slaves to give birth, but so far, only a few had. The slaves who gave birth had been kept in the breeding camp and the goblins continued to milk them. Yalanue had overheard the goblins telling another one of the slaves that had given birth that she would be kept here as long as she was producing milk but that if she stopped, she would be shipped off to a labor camp. The goblin had also told her that if she was “lucky” that more breeding potion would soon arrive, along with some male captive elves, so that she could be bred again. Yalanue had fought back tears when she realized that this nightmare would not end with this pregnancy. She might spend the rest of her life here, being forcefully bred and having baby after baby ripped away from her to be killed or enslaved.

The elves in front of her were escorted to stalls and a goblin hand swatted Yalanue’s ass, urging her to crawl forward to the next unoccupied stall. As soon as she was in place, bent over the bar, her limbs, neck, and waist were strapped in by a goblin. She closed her eyes waiting for the goblins to start the milking process and then begin fucking her. The burning tingle between her legs intensified and she felt her pussy dripping and oozing down her thighs. Her body knew it was about to be fucked. Yalanue tried but was unable to ignore aching need deep in her loins. Because the elves were fucked when they were milked, her body now associated the two, and it was now yearning for the the relief that a goblin cock would bring. Her swollen breasts sagged below her and she could feel the milk dripping out of them. Both her tits and her cunt were eager for the process to begin.

The goblin that had strapped Yalanue in stepped further inside the stall. It was time to hook her tits up to the milking device. The goblin grabbed two long cylindrical cups and placed them over each of Yalanue’s nipples. There was just enough suction to hold them in place, and Yalanue knew that soon there would be much more suction, to the point it was painful. On the end of each cup was long tubing which connected on the other end to a large bucket. More tubing connected to cups to a hand pump. The goblin pumped the device a few times, which pulled air from the cups, creating a vacuum seal around her nipples and increasing the air pressure on the outside and the suction of the cups around Yalanue’s nipples so that the seal was tight. Yalanue grunted in discomfort.

The goblin reached down and grabbed Yalanue’s breasts, making sure the seal was tight. Seeing that it was, he reached over and began pumping the device again. Yalanue felt a strong sucking sensation as her nipples were pulled and stretched further into the cups. And then a few more pumps and Yalanue caught the whiff of milk as it was drawn from her body in two thick streams. As uncomfortable as the strong suction was on her nipples, the relief of pressure from her aching breasts as they were emptied of their milk was welcome.

And her pussy felt like it was on fire. It was dripping more down her thighs. Seeing that the milk was flowing steadily, the goblin circled around Yalanue until he was standing behind her.

She felt his clawed hands gripping her ass as he took position. A moment later, she felt the goblin’s thick member pushing between her soaked pussy lips and inside her slick, twitching cunt. Yalanue’s world erupted in a haze of pleasure. She groaned loudly and trembled in pleasure as the goblin buried his cock fully into her cunt. Her groan turned to a cry of ecstasy as the goblin began thrusting, driving his cock in and out of her sopping wet pussy. The pleasure intensified quickly as the goblin began pounding away, slamming his hips over and over into her ass cheeks. She focused on the pleasure, not even feeling the painful section of the device that was milking her anymore. Her entire world was the pleasure she was feeling. Around her, in the other stalls, the elves were similarly being fucked and milked. A few cried but most moaned, the hormones pumped into the bodies driving up their arousal so much that being fucked was a desperately needed relief.

As the goblin drove his cock in and out Yalanue’s cunt, she moaned and gasped until an intense orgasm hit her. She came over and over, a series of orgasm rocking her sweaty body. This clenching and spasming of Yalanue’s cunt around the goblin’s cock sent him over the edge and he groaned as he dumped his seed deep into her. The goblin pulled his cock from Yalanue’s sopping cunt. Her orgasms over, she now felt the discomfort of the cups sucking at her nipples, and it was starting to hurt. The goblin circled around to check the bucket and saw that no more mil was flowing into it. He released a valve on the side of pump and with a hiss, it allowed air to flow back into the cups, and the suctioning stopped. The goblin pulled the cups from her swollen nipples and unstrapped her from the frame. He slapped Yalanue’s ass. “Go get your feed and water, slut,” he commanded. Yalanue crawled from the stall and joined the line of other elf slaves as they made their way to the feeding area.

She knew that within a few hours she would need be milked again and would be in desperate need of another orgasm. In between now and then, she would eat and then would be made to crawl in circles around the fenced-in pasture as exercise. She might be selected by the goblins for examination to see how her pregnancy was coming along. This had been her routine for weeks and she knew it would be for many weeks more. And every day, the baby or babies in her womb were growing and she dreaded the day when they would be born and taken from her.

(End of Part 14, to be continued...)

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