The Tale of Agdug: Part 14 – Aerilaya is Sold

Aerilaya tried to catch her breath as she lay in the dirt, covered in sweat and cum. A group of orcs had just got done fucking her. It had been a large group. She had lost count but it had to have been almost a dozen. They were orc slavers and soldiers from the Shattered Skull Clan and had arrived in Ulylthemar to purchase slaves to take back to Aegor. There were over a dozen slavers and a few dozen warriors that had travelled with them. They had all been interested in sampling some of the chattel available and a bunch of them had wanted to test out Aerilaya. Other slaves in the market were similarly being sampled. Orc groans and elf maiden moans filled the air.

Aerilaya was in an area of Ulylthemar that had been converted to a slave market, with cages, platforms, and posts to display elf chattel. Aerilaya had completed her conditioning and training and had been sent here to be sold. Slavers from various orc clans travelled to Ulylthemar to select the chattel they wished to purchase and then transported them back to their world. As Aerilaya lay in the dirt, she wondered if she was about to be sold. Aerilaya was bornin Ulylthemar and had never left the city in her young life, other than a few trips to villages near the city. Her life had been wonderful there. Then the orcs had sacked the city. She thought of her family. She assumed her brothers and father were dead. Few if any male elves from Ulylthemar had been spared the massacre after the orcs took the city. She wondered about her mother. Her mother had been one of the elves who had volunteered to try to defend the city. Perhaps she too was dead, killed in the fighting. But more likely than not, she had been enslaved, though perhaps she had been sent off to a labor camp or breeding pit or otherwise was taken from the city, because Aerilaya had never seen her after the orcs took Ulylthemar, even before it was teeming with slaves from other parts of Argothrond. Finally, Aerilaya thought of her younger sister, Maelyrra. Aerilaya and Maelyrra had hidden in their home when the orcs took the city, only to be dragged out, stripped, and ravaged over and over. They had been ravaged over and over for days. Eventually they were assessed by a slaver, and poor Maelyrra had been sent off to a breeding camp and Aerilaya had been kept here to be trained. Any time Aerilaya felt sorry for herself, she thought of poor Maelyrra and the nightmare she must be suffering in a breeding camp. Aerilaya felt guilty, knowing her sister had been chosen for that horrible fate and she had been spared. It had not just been luck of the draw. They had been forced to compete against each other, sexually servicing the slaver. The “winner,” deemed to have better skills, Aerilaya, had thereby avoided the fate of becoming a broodmare. Poor Maelyrra had lost.

When Maelyrra was dragged away to be taken to a breeding camp, that was the last time Aerilaya had seen any member of her family. She had spent the last months being trained as a sex slave. They had broken her, and she was an obedient and submissive slave, well trained in how to serve and service her orc Masters. But Aerilaya felt she had not fully embraced slavery like many of the slaves here. She was resigned to her fate. She was skilled at pleasing and servicing orcs. But she did not crave slavery. She had never fully let go of her desire to be free, even though she knew she never would be.

When these orcs had fucked Aerilaya, she had skillfully serviced them, making sure they all thoroughly enjoyed the use of her mouth, pussy, and ass. And she had played the part of a slutty little minx well. But deep down, she still felt herself to be the same elf maiden that had existed before the orcs had taken her city. At least she tried to tell herself that. She wanted to be free. But she was unquestionably obedient. And she could not deny that she enjoyed the feeling of being fucked by the orcs.

One of the slavers who ran the slave market walked over to Aerilaya and grabbed the chain that was attached to cuffs on her wrists. He pulled her up to her knees and then turned to the orcs from the Shattered Skull Clan. “Did you enjoy this cunt? You want her?”

The orcs from the Shattered Skull Clan huddled together and talked softly amongst themselves. Then one of them stepped forward and shook his head. “Nice, tight holes, and she juiced up well. Skillful with her mouth too. But she is a little skinny. We will pass on that one.”

The orc slaver holding up Aerilaya for display nodded and released her chain and she fell back limp into the dirt. “Well, we have plenty of curvier slaves available,” he said.

Aerilaya was somewhat relieved. Though they had declined to purchase her, the orcs had still assessed her well. She had feared if they were not pleased with how she serviced them that she would have been beaten by the slavers that ran the market. But they had just not liked her appearance. So she would hopefully avoid a beating. And she would get to stay in Ulylthemar a little longer. Ulylthemar was the only place she had ever called home, even if it had been completely transformed by the orcs. It was the only connection she had to her old life. She knew once she was taken from here to the orcs’ world, there would no longer be anything connecting to her that innocent, happy elf maiden she had once been.

The orcs from the Shattered Skull Clan ended up choosing a few dozen slaves, out of the almost hundred that were in the slave market, all slaves that, like Aerilaya, had been deemed fully trained and ready to be sold. That morning, that here had been several hundred slaves available to be purchased but most had been sold already. There was very fast turnover. Slaves were purchased almost as quickly as the slavers in Ulylthemar churned them out. Aerilaya looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was beginning to set. It seemed she had made it one day without being sold. And she knew that the chances were slim she would make it a second day. At least she would get to spend one more night in her former city.

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Aerilaya woke up and opened her eyes. and saw that the sky was beginning to grow light; the sun would rise soon. She was in an outdoor pen that was adjacent to the slave market. Aerilaya had slept on the ground, huddled with the other slaves that were up for sale in the market. The air reeked of sweat and sex. The slaves had not been permitted to bathe after their long day of being inspected and used under the hot sun in the market. But she knew they would bathe this morning. The orcs wanted the slaves fresh when they were for on display for sale at the market.

Aerilaya had woken up thoroughly aroused. She almost always woke up that way. She figured it was a side of effect of constantly being used sexually and forced to commit sexual act after sexual act with orcs, goblins, other elf maidens, or herself, day after day for the months since her enslavement. The smell of sex in the air from all the other slaves in the pen only increased her own arousal. Aerilaya needed relief. She slid her hand between her thighs and began to rub herself, first playing with her clit, and then letting her fingers slip inside her pussy which was quite juicy, both from her arousal and the loads of the numerous orcs that had fucked her the day prior. As Aerilaya fingered herself, she reached up with her other hand and began tweaking her nipples.

Aerilaya pulled her sticky fingers away from her slit and raised them to her lips and sucked off the sour, day-old cum and pussy juices from her fingers. She was embarrassed to admit that she enjoyed the taste. She quickly returned her fingers to her dripping sex and began masturbating again, rubbing her clit harder. Within less than a minute she was close to orgasm and she used her other hand and began pinching and twisting her nipples harder, moments before an intense orgasm ripped through her.

Aerilaya found relief just in time. The sun had peeked over the horizon. She knew that soon the orcs would arrive to rouse them all awake so that they could bath and be fed, and then they would be taken to the market. Aerilaya had gone one day without being sold. She knew it was likely that she would not go a second, and she wondered who her new Master or Masters might be.

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It was the early morning, but Agdug had already begin his day. A contingent of orcs from the Mad Wolf Clan had arrived in Ulylthemar the day prior. And not just a contingent of slavers. The clan’s chieftain Sigtog’reld Deadbasher, had travelled with a large contingent to Ulylthemar. They had arrived with almost two thousand captive elf maidens, all collected during the Mad Wolf Clan’s campaign of pillaging and razing of Argothrond. About a third of the new slaves had been claimed as property by the Mad Wolf Clan, and after Agdug’s slavers broke and trained them, they would be escorted by slavers from the Mad Wolf Clan to the clan’s territory in Aegor. The remaining two thirds would be processed in Ulylthemar. Half that group were older elf maidens, or less attractive, and they would be quickly broken and then sent off to the growing number of labor camps the orcs were setting up in Argothrond. The orcs had enough slaves now that they could be pickier about which ones they made sex slaves. But there was plenty of other uses slaves could be subjected, and right now the orcs needed raw materials mined and harvested. The other half of the slaves, those younger or deemed more attractive, would be broken and trained as sex slaves and then sold or distributed.

As per the orcs’ normal trade customs, Sigtog’reld’s clan would be permitted to take a number of trained slaves in exchange for the fresh ones that they had delivered to Ulylthemar. Agdug and Sigtog’reld had reached an agreement that the clan would take 400 trained slaves. Thankfully, the slavers had several hundred newly conditioned and trained slaves ready to go to the market that morning, to be added to the couple hundred that had yet to be sold. Sigtog’reld and his orcs would have a nice selection to choose from.

Agdug was hosting Sigtog’reld that morning before they made their way to the market. They sat at breakfast, served by a small handful of beautiful elf maiden slaves. A young elf maiden stood near Sigtog’reld, squirming as she tried hard not to drop the tray of fruit and bread that she had balanced on one hand as Sigtog’reld thrust his hand between her thighs and fingered her as he conversed with Agdug. Like any of the slaves the orcs had serving, this young elf maiden had been conditioned into a heated little slut, and she was sweating and breathing hard, doing her best not to drop the tray. Agdug could see her nervousness; she knew she would be harshly punished if she dropped the tray. But as Sigtog’reld’s fingers plunged in and out of her slick cunt, she was finding it harder and harder to hold still. On top of that, Agdug imagined the tray was quite heavy. He knew she was struggling. But he cared not of course. The slave was mere chattel. A beast of burden. Agdug cared not if some animal was whipped. In fact, it would do her good. Even fully rained and conditioned slaves had to understand that that they were vulnerable to brutal discipline at any time and that nothing less than perfection would be tolerated.

Sigtog’reld was filling Agdug in on the situation on the ground in Argothrond. The orcs had razed most of the kingdom. There were small pockets of elves scattered about but most cities and villages had been sacked. It was why Sigtog’reld had travelled to Ulylthemar. There was not much more for him to do, at least until the orcs expanded their war to another kingdom. Which would likely not occur until Grimnor took the capitol. That is what they were discussing now.

“Any news on Grimnor’s efforts?” Agdug asked. He knew Sigtog’reld was on the orcs’ governing Council of the Horde and might have been briefed on Grimnor’s progress.

But Sigtog’reld shook his head. “I have not heard much. But I hear he has something planned and that they are working on something that will help them take the city. But what it is I do not know. He better hurry though, A lot of the clans are growing restless. And losing confidence.”

Agdug said nothing. He was a close ally of Grimnor. But he thought it better to listen and hear what others said and gather important information, than to jump to the defense to the orcs’ War Chieftain.

But if Sigtog’reld had doubts about Grimnor’s leadership or sought to challenge him, he did not reveal it. “I am sure the War Chieftain will succeed soon,” he said. “I have heard they are already making plans to bring more orcs into this world. He wouldn’t be planning for that unless he was ready to start moving against some of the other elf kingdoms.”

Agdug nodded. “We will have to build another slaving hub when we do. We are already at capacity here processing these elf cunts.”

Sigtog’reld pulled his fingers from the slave’s cunt and stood up from his chair. The slave signed in relief, having avoided dropping the tray and earning a whipping. “Well, I am happy to take some elf cunts off your hands, Agdug. I will gather my orcs and then we can head to the market to get some cunts to send back to Aegor.”

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“Display!” a slaver barked, and Aerilaya and the other slaves in the line quickly got in display position. Aerilaya stared straight ahead, and she could see in front of her Agdug, who she knew was the head slaver in the city. He had arrived earlier with a large group of orcs. Aerilaya could tell one of this group was prominent based on the markings on his armor, and the fact that the other orcs in the group seemed to defer to him.

The orcs that had arrived were inspecting the slaves in the market and a pair of orcs now moved down Aerilaya’s line. As she waited for the orcs to reach her, Aerilaya observed the scenes in front of her. Her line of slaves was not the only one being inspected. The market was filled with slaves, many new ones having arrived that morning. And it was also filled with orcs inspecting those slaves. Many of the orcs were using some of the elves sexually, testing them out. Other slaves were being made to show their training by running though various slave positions or carrying out other commands. Still others were showing their ability to entertain and serve. A couple were made to dance, shaking their ass and tits for an orc. A few others were fingering themselves in a race to orgasm first. A couple slaves were lying on the ground, head to toe, their faces buried in each other’s crotches and lapping at each other’s sexes to show how they could put on a show for their orc Masters. No matter what their task, the slaves were showing off how well they had been trained into submissive, obedient, and pleasing slaves.

As the pair of orcs moving down her line drew near, Aerilaya thrust out her chest more and parted her legs wider. When one of the orcs reached her, her looked her up and down and then reached our and began groping her breasts, balancing them in his hand before roughly squeezing and kneading them, and then finally running his thumbs over her nipples to test how quickly they stiffened. The orc was pleased when they grew stiff within seconds of being tweaked. The other orc stepped behind her and started squeezing her ass cheeks. The first orc pulled his hands from her breasts and hardened nipples and he reached up and forced her mouth open so he could inspect her teeth. The orc behind her grabbed her ass cheeks and parted then, presumably so he could inspect her orifices.

“Bend her over,” the orc behind her said, and the orc holding her jaw released it, grabbed her hair, and then bent her forward at the waist. This forced Aerilaya’s ass to jut out more and a moment later, she felt the orc behind her begin to push one of his fingers into her ass. Aerilaya clenched down on it with her sphincter, to squeeze the finger and show how tight her ass was. The orc grunted, hopefully in approval, Aerilaya thought. As scared as she was at the thought of being sold, she was much more scared of the consequences of being deemed not pleasing. The pulled his finger from her ass and a moment later she felt two fingers into her pussy. They slid inside her without much difficulty as her pussy was quite slick with arousal, but she clenched down on those fingers too, to again emphasize how tight her holes were and how great they would feel squeezing an orc cock. Her pussy twitched and she felt that familiar tingle begin to form in her loins. She always got aroused very quickly.

“Tight enough holes and her cunt is nice and wet,” the orc observed, before pulling his fingers from her. “This one is pretty enough. Let’s test her out.”

The orc in front of her barked, “One all fours to be fucked.” Aerilaya quickly got on all fours, parting her thighs wide and thrusting her ass out, presenting herself to be fucked. She swayed her hips and wiggled her ass, trying to entice the orcs.

Though it was not as if they needed any further encouragement. She felt the orc behind her lower himself, and a second later she felt his cock begin to side in between her labia. Aerilaya moaned as his thick cock slid inside her. It felt so good! The orc wasted no time. He began thrusting away inside her, and Aerilaya did her best to clench down with her pelvic muscles each time his cock withdrew from her body, trying to milk his cock and increase his pleasure. The orc in front of her crouched down and withdrew his cock from his pants. As soon as he pushed it towards her lips, Aerilaya opened her mouth wide and took his cock into it. Soon she was licking and slurping away as the orc thrusted into her mouth as the other orc continued pounding her from behind. Aerilaya did her best to give both orcs as much pleasure as possible, using her mouth and tongue to lick and suck the cock in front of her, while she threw her hips back and clenched down with her muscles on the cock thrusting into her from behind.

She was focused on the orcs’ pleasure, but her own pleasure was quickly building. Aerilaya welcomed it. For her, the pleasure overwhelming her mind made it so she did not have to think about the humiliations and terror of slavery. Soon she was moaning into the cock pounding her throat and wiggling around as her pussy was reamed. The orc pounded her from behind felt so good.

The orc groaned as he came inside her pussy. As soon as that orc finished, the other withdrew from her mouth. He stood, circled around Aerilaya and then crouched down again. A moment later, Aerilaya felt the orc’s cock sliding between her ass cheeks against her asshole. She raised ger ass higher as the orc’s cock began to push inside her anus. Her saliva was the only lubrication for the thick cock and it hurt slightly, but Aerilaya was so thoroughly aroused she hardly noticed. As the orc began thrusting, driving his cock in and out of her ass, Aerilaya moaned and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation. She was thrilled when the orc reached around her hip and pushed his hand between her parted thighs and began rubbing her clit as he pounded away. Neither orc nor slave lasted long. Aerilaya loudly came, a moment before the 2nd orc did.

When the orc finished, he pulled his cock from her gaping ass. Both orcs made Aerilaya clean off their cocks with her mouth. Then one of the orcs called out to the prominent-looking orc with Agdug. “Chieftain, this one is good.”

Sigtog’reld looked to the pair of the orcs with Aerilaya and nodded. Aerilaya realized she had been selected. The orcs of this clan now owned her. The one orc took Aerilaya’s arm and led her away. She was taken to a line of slaves coffled together. The orc wrenched her wrists behind her back and locked cuffs around them. Then he attached a chain to her collar and attached the other end to the collar of the elf maiden in the back of the coffle. A moment later, another elf maiden was chained in behind Aerilaya. And then another and another.

Agdug waited until Sigtog’reld and his clan had selected their 400 slaves. Though a huge contingent of orcs from the clan had arrived in Ulylthemar, only a handful would escort their new chattel to the portal. The rest would resume their pillage of rape and pillage in Argothrond. The orcs selected to escort the coffle began swinging their whips driving the coffle of slaves forward and out of the city.

As Aerilaya exited the gate of Ulylthemar in the coffle, they passed another coffle of elf maidens that was being led into the city. From the way those elf maidens all looked terrified and many were crying, Aerilaya knew that they were likely recently enslaved. She saw that their thighs were not even yet branded. They were just beginning their journey into slavery and Aerilaya knew they would have many hard months ahead of them as they were broken and trained. Aerilaya wondered what awaited her when this journey to the portal ended and she began her new life as chattel of the Mad Wolf Clan. She knew it would be hard. But she just hoped she would get fucked a lot by these strong, dominant orcs.

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