The Tale of Agdug: Part 10 – Bonaluria is Trained

“Eat, you will need your strength,” Bonaluria said softly to the young redheaded elf maiden. It was the early morning and they were in a fenced-off pen where the slaves slept. Bonaluria knew they only had a short amount of time to eat and drink before their day of training, work, or service began.

The young redhead, an elf maiden named Amisra, had arrived in Ulylthemar the day prior and Bonaluria had met her that night when they were put in the same pen. Though Amisra was newly-arrived at Ulylthemar, she had been a slave for much longer, even longer than Bonaluria. Amisra had been one of the first elf maidens captured when the orcs had launched their full-scale invasion of Argothrond. However, she had been just young enough and had not yet blossomed into adulthood, so the orcs had spared her many of the brutalities that most of the elf maidens suffered when captured. Most of the young female elf children were sent to camps in Aegor, where they could be trained in obedience until they were old enough to be trained as sex slaves. But Amisra was in a group of elf maidens determined to be very close to blossoming into adulthood, and the orcs had decided to keep these elves in a camp near Ulylthemar. And in a few months’ time, the orcs had determined she had blossomed enough. Amisra received her rough introduction to sex slavery that most elf maidens received by some of the camp guards. After she was roughly ravaged for a couple days by the orc guards, she was sent off to Ulylthemar. And so, while she had been a slave for many months, she was new to its most extreme brutalities, and was quite traumatized from this rude awakening to the true realities of slavery.

“Please, can you watch out for any orcs while I eat.” Amisra whimpered softly to Bonaluria. Bonaluria nodded and Amisra got on all fours and dipped her face down to the bowl of gruel and began eating. The slaves were not allowed to use their hands to eat, to reinforce that they were animals, and Bonaluria assumed Amisra was scared to get on all fours and press her face into a bowl where she would not see any orcs approaching that intended to fuck her. Bonaluria knew that of course there was nothing she could do to help Amisra if an orc did come. Bonaluria and Amisra were slaves. They were chattel that belonged to the orcs and the orcs could fuck them whenever they pleased. Bonaluria knew that eventually Amisra would understand that. But Bonaluria figured that if telling the young elf she would watch out for any orcs gave her the slightest bit of comfort, so be it.

Bonaluria thought back to her own capture and enslavement, and how traumatic the first hours, days, weeks, and months had been. She had been from the city of Omylelin, which had been sacked by the orcs months ago. She was not much older than Amisra but had been just old enough that she had suffered numerous brutal gangrapes when the orcs had taken her city. There had been no easing into slavery for Bonaluria. After the orcs had celebrated their sacking of her city, she had been shipped off here. But in the last few months of harsh training, she had grown to accept slavery and was striving to be a good and obedient slave. She hoped that Amisra would soon similarly adjust to slavery

“Alright cunts, stand up and exit your pen!” an orc shouted. The slavers had arrived to remove the slaves from the pen to begin their day. Bonaluria and Amisra rose to their feet and moved towards the gate. As soon as they exited, a slaver pulled them aside and towards a group of about a dozen other slaves. “You cunts will be working on your skills at servicing orc cocks,” an orc slaver announced.

Bonaluria heard Amisra begin to cry softly. Bonaluria knew that she and Amisra should not be in the same group training. Bonaluria was much more advanced in her training than Amisra. But Bonaluria knew there was nothing she could do. The orcs had placed Amisra with these other slaves and that was that. Perhaps it would do Amisra some good, to help break her down faster so she could quickly be molded into a slutty, and obedient slave.

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“The orcs haven’t attacked our walls for some time now. Are they planning a siege to starve us out? Or something else?” King Vamir asked General Rhothomir, as they sat around the table in the throne room.

“We have received intelligence that they are bringing in wood and ore. They could be planning to build a more permanent camp to prolong their siege.” Rhothomir said.

“If they were planning a long siege, then why wouldn’t they have taken my offer?” Queen Velatha replied. “They seemed confident that they could take our city and I think that is why they turned me down.”

Vamir gave his wife an irritated look. He had not been happy she had tried to surrender herself, even if it had been for a noble cause to try to save their city or at least their daughters. “Whatever the reason for the delay, I will take it. We need more time. And if we get that time, we may have hope.” King Vamir said, and held up a scroll. “I received word from King Agandaur of Senadorei. They are reconsidering our offer to send military aid. They are sending word to some of the other kingdoms and trying to rally them.”

Queen Velatha’s eyes lit up. “That is great news! What gave them a change of heart?”

“King Agandaur says they have seen the horrible carnage the orcs have inflicted on our people,” King Vamir replied. “But truth be told, the orcs are amassing more of their troops at the border between our kingdom and theirs. He likely fears they are next.”

“Whatever the reason, if some of the other elven kingdoms join the battle, maybe we can push these orcs back, and save what remains of the kingdom,” Rhothomir said.

Vamir and Velatha fell silent. They knew that a good portion of the kingdom had been sacked and destroyed, and that thousands upon thousands of their subjects had been killed or enslaved. There was not much left to save, outside of their city. They could only cling to the hope that the other elven kingdoms joined the fray.

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Bonaluria was on her knees in front of an orc. She looked up apprehensively at his massive, erect cock. Bonaluria was one of a dozen slaves all kneeling in a line, each at the feet of an orc with a particularly large cock. It was clear that the lesson of the moment was how to service an orc cock with their mouths, and what better way to improve one’s skills than with a massive cock? Bonaluria knew if she struggled with the task, she would be disciplined. Her ass was tender and sore already, and covered in welts from her various shortcomings from prior lessons in the past weeks. She did not want her ass beaten again.

“Alright sluts, start sucking,” an orc slaver sternly barked behind them. He was holding a whip and walking up and down the line, and Bonaluria knew he would use it on any of the slaves whose cock sucking skills were lacking. She assumed that many of the orcs that were lined up in front of the slaves were soldiers guarding the slaving hub, or inexperienced slavers. They had been chosen simply because they had large cocks. But the orc with the whip was the experienced slaver who was supervising.

Bonaluria continued staring up at the massive cock in front of her, trying to decide how best to proceed. She got up higher on her knees, and the orc in front of her grabbed her hair. But she hesitated, staring at the cock. She knew she would struggle to get that whole thing down her throat and debating trying to lick it instead.

The orc slaver behind her grew impatient. He brough the whip down across Bonaluria’s back. She cried out in pain and then quickly rose up higher on her knees and opened her mouth wide, engulfing her lips around the cock of the orc in front of her. On either side of her, the two elf maidens did the same, rising up on their knees to take the appointed cocks into their mouths. Bonaluria heard the elf maiden on her left, a young brunette who could have been Bonaluria’s sister by their resemblance, begin to moan as her mouth began to bob up and down on the orc’s cock. The elf maiden on her right, an older blonde, began doing the same, moaning as she impaled her mouth with the large cock in front of her. “Not bad, sluts,” the orc slaver behind them said as he observed. Were the two elf maidens moaning because they enjoyed sucking orc cock that much, Bonaluria wondered. Or were they just putting on a show? Bonaluria didn’t know, but she knew she was struggling with the cock she had been command to service.

The orc brought his whip down across Bonaluria’s ass to get her moving faster, and she began pumping her head back and forth, licking and sucking on the orc’s cock. She managed to get it far down into her throat without gagging too much, and she was relieved as she continued working the orc Master with her mouth and tongue. She knew that a couple weeks ago she would have never managed to get such a large cock down her throat without gagging. Her training was paying off.

But apparently the supervising slaver was not impressed enough. “You can do better than that slut!” he growled and he brought the whip down hard across her tender ass again, causing Bonaluria to cry out in pain, her cry muffled by the cock shoved down her throat. She began bobbing her head faster, trying her best to relax her throat and suppress her gag reflex. The orc began moving down the line, similarly using his whip and correcting the other slaves as they licked, sucked, and slurped away at the orc cocks in front of them.

“Work the balls too, sluts!” the orc called out. “Fondle and caress them while you work your Masters’ cocks with your mouths.” There was a loud crack of his whip, evidently to correct another one of the slaves who was not giving proper attention to her orc’s balls and she cried out in pain.

Bonaluria redoubled her efforts, engulfing the orc’s cock with her mouth more fervently while she massaged his balls with her hands. She heard the supervising slaver step behind her and she began to tremble, praying he found no fault with her routine. She felt his hand on her ass for a moment and then it slid between her legs and she felt two fingers slide into her pussy. They slipped inside her in quite easily. “Nice and wet, you are turned on sucking orc cock, aren’t you?” the orc mocked. “And to think you elf cunts all protest you don’t want to be slaves when we take you. You juice up like quite a slut for an elf who didn’t want to be a slave.”

Bonaluria was humiliated but she kept focused on her task, drool spilling down her chin onto her chest as she slurped and sucked away. She hated how the orcs acted like their obedience, submission, and enthusiastic pleasuring of their orc oppressors was a sign of their natural slavery. Bonaluria knew it was the fear of discipline and punishment and abuse that had turned her into an obedient little slut. At least that is what she hoped. That did not explain how wet her pussy was, she admitted. And that acknowledgment made her ashamed.

Bonaluria began to moan too, joining many of the others. She had not known if the two slaves on either side of her were acting, and she wasn’t even sure if it was an act for her. She was of course doing what she could to keep the orcs pleased. But she could not ignore the intense tingle she felt deep in her loins.

Suddenly a hand gripped her hair and pulled her head back. The cock slid from her mouth and Bonaluria looked up. The orc whose cock she was sucking had pulled her back. “Present your self to be fucked, slut,” he commanded.

“Yes, Master,” Bonaluria replied, excitement in her voice. She turned around and got on all fours, parting her thighs, arching her back, and raising her ass, presenting herself to be fucked. A moment later, the orc she had been sucking crouched down behind her and roughly gripped grabbed her hips. Then he thrust forward, driving his cock into Bonaluria’s slick pussy. She gasped and then moaned in ecstasy. He slammed into her over and over, his cock pounding into her wet cunt, and driving her mad with ecstasy. At that moment, she had no regrets about being a slave. She moaned again, more loudly, as the orc fucked her. She threw her hips back, matching the orc’s thrusts, anything to make his cock plunge deeper into her slick cunt.

Now facing away from the orc, Bonaluria could see the other slaves again. A couple others were on all fours and were being fucked. But most were still working their appointed orc’s cock with the mouths.

Bonaluria glanced towards the blonde next to her. She had removed one of her hands from the orc’s balls and had slipped her hand between her legs and was frantically rubbing her slit as she continued to suck off the orc and massage his balls with her other hand. She was moaning even louder now; it was clear her arousal was building as she fingered herself. The blonde then slid her other hand away from the orc’s balls and between her legs. She began rubbing her clit furiously while her other hand plunged her fingers in and out of her sex. The orc that she was sucking did not notice that her hands had been removed from his balls; his eyes were closed and he was groaning, enjoying the feel of her mouth and tongue on his cock. Suddenly, the blonde cried out and began to shudder as an orgasm tore through her.

This drew the attention of the orc slaver who had been supervising. He hurried over and grabbed the blonde by the hair and pulled her away from the orc she had been sucking. “What the fuck are you doing, cunt?” he growled. “You were clearly focused on giving yourself pleasure, you selfish little cunt! The only reason you are alive is to give orcs pleasure! You will at all times serve that purpose and tend to your orc Master’s pleasure before your own.” He raised the whip high and the blonde cried out.

“This slave begs forgiveness, Master!” she cried. But it was too late. The slaver began raining blows down on the blonde with his whip, slashing her over and over. She writhed around on the ground, screaming in pain. Bonaluria watched, pitying the poor blonde. But she had been foolish. Clearly, she had been overcome with lust but she should have never lost her focus on servicing her orc Master. That was the entire purpose of her existence now, as a slave.

The slaver stopped whipping the blonde. He looked up at the orc she had been sucking and glared at him. “You are supposed to be training them, not just enjoying their mouths. Pay attention,” he growled. He looked back down on the sobbing blonde. “Now get on all fours and present your cunt to be fucked,” he snapped.

The blonde quickly picked herself up and got in position, kneeling on all fours with her ass raised in the direction of the orc she had been sucking. The orc quickly got down to her level and within seconds he was thrusting away inside her. Soon the blonde had forgotten the pain of the whip and her moaning joined the others.

The orc with the whip had turned his attention to others. Suddenly he shouted angrily. “You worthless cunt! You call that sucking!?!”

Bonaluria turned in that direction and saw the orc was chastising Amisra. Amisra! Bonaluria had almost forgotten about the young elf maiden, so focused she had been on her own training and then her own pleasure as she was fucked. The supervising orc was yelling at Amisra for some shortcoming relating to her cock-sucking abilities. “Fine if you don’t know how to use your mouth, present your cunt for him to fuck,” the orc growled.

Amisra’s eyes widened with terror as she stared at the massive cock in front of her. “Please Master, it is too big! He will tear me in half!” Amisra cried. The orc with the whip snarled angrily and began whipping Amisra, over and over, until she was wailing in pain.

The orc finally stopped whipping Amisra. “Get up slut and present your cunt, now!” he growled. This time, Amisra complied, crying as she got into position. The orc with the whip looked at the orc that Amisra had been servicing. “Orc, I want you to kneel behind her but make her do all the work. Have her fuck you,” the slaver instructed.

The other orc grinned and squatted down behind Amisra, his erect cock jutting out and pointing towards her hind quarters. “Move your ass and impale yourself with his cock. Then fuck him like your life depends on it!” the orc with the whip growled.

For the moment, Bonaluria was not focused on the pleasure she was feeling as she was fucked, but instead on the plight of poor Amisra. She watched as Amisra scooted back, whimpering with discomfort as she tried to shover herself back so that the orc’s large cock pushed inside her. She struggled, and the orc with the whip grew impatient again. He nodded to the orc behind Amisra and the orc reached up and grabbed her hips and yanked her back, driving his cock fully inside Amisra’s sex. Amisra’s eyes widened with shock and pain, and she let out a loud wail. “Please it is too big!” she wailed.

“Start moving your hips and fuck that orc’s cock, slut, NOW!” the orc with the whip screamed. Reluctantly, Amisra began gyrating her hips back and forth, so that she was riding the cock of the orc behind her. Her face contorted into shock and horror as she felt her pussy being speared and stretched beyond its limit as the orc’s cock drove in and out of her. Amisra’s small breasts swayed back and forth as she thrust her ass backward, her ass cheeks slapping against the orc’s thighs, as his cock drove in and out of her.

“Please, it hurts!” Amisra cried. “Please, Master. Please forgive this slave. My pussy can't take a cock this big!” she wailed.

The orc with the whip glared down at her. “You will make that orc cum quickly or I will whip the flesh of your back!” he snarled. Closing her eyes, Amisra clenched her jaw, trying to ignore the discomfort, and she quickened her pace.

The orc fucking Bonaluria groaned loudly, bringing Bonaluria’s focus back on her own duties. She realized she could not worry about Amisra. Amisra would learn. She had no choice in the matter.

The orc fucking Bonaluria groaned loudly as he came. The slaver with the whip heard the orc’s groans and hurried over. “What is your assessment?” he asked.

“Nice cunt but I like it better when they use their cunt muscles to squeeze and milk my cock,” the other orc replied.

Bonaluria braced herself to be whipped. But the slavery did not raise his whip. “Well then we will work on that with this cunt for the rest of the day,” he said. Bonaluria was relieved. And she was eager to improve her skills giving pleasure to her orc Masters. And she was eager to spend the day getting fucked.

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King Agandaur of the elven kingdom of Senadorei sat with his wife, Queen Rallientha, and his chief advisor, Nephinae. Their kingdom bordered Argothrond. After the orcs had arrived through the portal and started amassing, but before they had started their full-scale invasion of Argothrond, all of the kingdoms had sent representatives to meet to discuss the orcish threat. Agandaur had gone himself and had been one of the attendees who had pushed for the elves to united then and attack the orcs. But when the most powerful kingdom, Alyoshara, and its newly crowned Queen Thaconia had declared they would not join in any war, any chance of alliance was shattered. Like the other kingdoms, King Agandaur was too scared to join in the war without the others all joining. They were all too scared to risk drawing the orcs’ ire to their own kingdom. They had hoped Argothrond might deal with the orcish threat on its own. But those hopes were now dashed. The orcs had crushed them. King Agandaur was receiving daily reports of the horrors being inflicted on the elves of Argothrond by the orc horde.

Nephinae was encouraging the king to declare war on the orcs. “They are on our border now, your Majesty. I have no doubt they will attack us next. We had hoped that Argothrond might be able to deal with them, but the orcs have decimated their armies. I think we have to assume we will be next. Or if not next, it will only be a matter of time before they attack us.”

“We too will be decimated if we attack the orcs unilaterally. Argothrond was stronger than we are, and they stood no chance,” Rallientha said. “We only stand a chance if we can forge an alliance among several of the powerful kingdoms to attack the orcs with a united front.”

King Agandaur frowned but then nodded. “I had hoped to stay out of this war, for the sake of our daughter and all of the sons and daughters of our kingdom. But it is clear what fate they will suffer if we do nothing. At the same time, joining the war now unilaterally will accomplish nothing. Perhaps if we had joined Argothrond from the start, we could have pushed back the orcs together. But for all intents and purposes. Argothrond is defeated. If we come to Argothrond’s aid now, we will be going it alone.”

“You need to speak with Queen Thaconia,” Nephinae said. “If they join the war with us, many of the other kingdoms will follow.”

King Agandaur nodded and turned to his wife. “You shall govern in my absence. I leave tomorrow for Alyoshara.”

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The orc groaned as he orgasmed and then pulled out of Bonaluria’s cunt. She fell limp against the rope holding her wrists and moaned. As the orc pulled his cock from her, a torrent of cum spilled from Bonaluria’s gaping pussy and down her legs or onto the ground. It was the cum of many orcs. She had been fucked dozens of times during her training session.

Bonaluria was so exhausted and sore, from being fucked over and over for the last several hours. But she was also thoroughly aroused. Bonaluria was standing beneath a tree, her wrists bound with rope, and the rope was tied on the other end to a branch so that her arms were held suspended above her head. Earlier in the day, Bonaluria had been told she needed to improve her skills at giving pleasure with her holes other than her mouth. And so, she had spent the rest of the day getting fucked in her pussy and ass.

There seemed to be an unending line of orcs ready to fuck her and soon as the one orc had orgasmed, the next stepped up. He grabbed Bonaluria’s hips and positioned the end of his cock at the opening of her cum-drenched cunt. He shoved his hips forward and his cock buried inside her with ease.

“Practice squeezing down with your cunt,” the orc sternly commanded.

“Yes, Master,” Bonaluria said softly and she squeezed her pussy muscles, clenching them around the orc’s cock and held it, counting to three silently before she released, relaxing her pussy’s grip around his cock. She counted silently to three once more and then clenched her muscles again, holding it for three seconds, then relaxing for three. She continued this cycle.

The orc stood there, not thrusting, and just letting Bonaluria squeeze his cock over and over with her pussy muscles. Bonaluria was focused on her task but she heard a soft whimper and she turned to see Amisra, who was next to Bonaluria and similarly bound under the same tree branch. She was also undergoing similar training, but an orc was crouched down in front of her, with three fingers shoved into her pussy and he was commanding her to squeeze and clench her pussy around his fingers.

Bonaluria focused back on her own training when she felt the orc began to withdraw his cock from her cunt. She let out a soft whimper, a subconscious protest as she had enjoyed the feel of his cock inside her. But as soon as he had withdrawn his cock from her pussy, he used his hand to place his cock at her asshole. He grabbed her hips and began to pull Bonaluria back as he pushed forward, driving his cock into her ass. It buried itself into her ass without much difficulty. Bonaluria had been ass-fucked numerous times that day and it was well-stretched and thoroughly lubricated with orc cum.

“Squeeze down on my cock, slut, like you were doing with your cunt,” the orc commanded, and Bonaluria squeezed down with her anal muscle, counting and releasing as she had done before. After only a minute, the orc barked a new command. “Make me cum, slut!” The orc gripped Bonaluria’s hips hard and she began to shove her hips back and forward, to drive his cock in and out of her ass. The orc grunted with pleasure and then commanded, “Milk my cock with your ass, slut.”

As Bonaluria continued thrusting and gyrating her hips, she once again squeezed down with her anal muscles, to tightly squeeze the cock buried inside her ass. She started moving in longer, slower motions, grinding back against him and taking his cock fully into her ass, then thrusting forward slowly and squeezing her anal muscles around his cock as it slid back out. She began increasing her speed, forcing herself back onto him, faster and faster, until the orc was grunting and groaning loudly with pleasure. “Your tight ass feels great squeezing my cock, slave,” the orc complimented Bonaluria, and she beamed with pride. She was serving her purpose and it felt good.

Bonaluria also felt a growing sense of arousal in her own loins, which intensified when the orc reached with one of his hands and began to play with her swollen clit, rubbing and pinching it. Bonaluria gasped with pleasure. She began to moan, her hands desperately clenching and unclenching in their restraints as her animalistic instincts overwhelmed her conscious thoughts.

Bonaluria moaned even more loudly as the orc began pounding her ass harder, brutally driving his cock in and out of her anus. his thighs clapping her ass cheeks loudly. His hand was still on her clit but then he slid his fingers inside her cunt. “Fuck me back harder, slut,” the orc ordered and Bonaluria happily complied, thrusting back more rapidly, enjoying the feel of his fingers plunging in and out of her drooping cunt as his cock stretched and impaled her anus.

The orc suddenly reared up and he thrust forward, deep into Bonaluria’s ass and groaned loudly and Bonaluria felt his cum squirting deep into her bowels. An instant later, an orgasm crashed through Bonaluria and her body began shaking and spasming as the waves of pleasure hit her.

As Bonaluria came down from her orgasmic bliss, the orc withdrew from her ass and another stepped up. As he prepared to mount her, Bonaluria glanced over at Amisra. An orc was behind her, roughly taking her from behind. She was moaning and shaking her head, her cheeks a deep red as she was overcome with a confusing mixture of arousal, shame, and despair. The orc stiffened up and groaned loudly, as he shot his load deep into Amisra’s womb. “Next!” the orc called and the next orc lined up behind Amisra.

. “No, please no,” Amisra whimpered but as the orc slammed forward, driving his cock into her pussy to the hilt, Amisra threw her head back and let out a loud moan. The orc began slamming into her roughly and at the same time, the next orc behind Bonaluria did the same, driving his cock into her slimy pussy. Both elf maidens moaned as they were taken from behind.

“Kiss each other sluts,” the orc behind Bonaluria commanded and he grabbed her hair and turned it to face Amisra. The orc fucking Amisra did the same to her and the orcs pressed the two maidens’ faces together. Bonaluria’s mouth found Amisra’s and she started to push her tongue into the younger elf maiden’s mouth.

Amisra did not respond at first, clearly nervous and humiliated and the orc fucking her brought his hand crashing down hard on her ass. “We told you to kiss!” he growled and Amisra relented and she began kissing Bonaluria back, their tongues dancing with each other in Amisra’s mouth. As the two slaves kissed, their bodies shook and lurched as they were roughly fucked from behind. The two elf maidens began moaning and they began kissing each other more passionately, their tongues intertwined. Bonaluria suddenly began shaking as another orgasm overcame her and moment later an orgasm ripped through Amisra’s body as well. They moaned loudly into each other’s mouths.

The orc pulled fucking Bonaluria pulled her head away from Amisra’s and held her hair like reigns as he pounded away. Soon, he was groaning as he climaxed. As the orc pulled out of her and the next lined up, Bonaluria closed her eyes, overtaken with bliss.

She was fucked over and over, in her cunt and ass. She focused on clenching down with her muscles to squeeze the cocks pounding into her, to give her orc Masters more pleasure. Amisra was receiving the same treatment. When Bonaluria opened her eyes and glanced towards Amisra, she saw the young elf maiden moaning and gasping as she was roughly taken.

Bonaluria smiled. She knew Amisra was beginning to accept that she was a sex slave now and was embracing it.

(End of Part 10, to be continued...)

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