Interlude: The Tale of Jastira: Part 11 – The Wine Party

Another couple of weeks passed and Jastira continued to serve in the Oasis, most of her time serving to the sexual needs of the free citizens of the city. At the moment, she was tied up in a bent over position. A man was roughly thrusting into her from behind while another man used her mouth.

Jastira was in a daze. She had been bound in this position since the morning and roughly fucked for hours. Her pussy, ass, and mouth had been used over and over by numerous horny men. At the moment, the man fucking her was gripping her hips and pounding her pussy. The other man held the back of her neck and was thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth and throat.

 

The additional weeks of degradation, abuse, and humiliation had broken Jastira a little more. She still yearned to be free. But she knew she never would be and was no longer fighting the inevitable. She was starting to accept more that she was a slave. She did not like it but she knew, as a slave, she had no say in the matter. And she knew that if she focused and embraced the pleasure she experienced, it would make the nightmare of slavery a little more bearable. She still cried every time she thought of everything she had lost, mainly Berold. But if she focused on the pleasure, it made it easier not to think those sad thoughts.

Her mind was largely blank at the moment, focused only on the intense tingle of arousal she felt in her loins as she was fucked. The only thing she consciously focused on was relaxing her throat and breathing through her nose so she did not gag as her mouth was fucked.

She barely noticed when the Oasis’s princess, Aelina, showed up. Aelina smirked as she watched Jastira being fucked from both ends. “Such a little slut,” she remarked. She turned to the man fucking her from behind. “When you are done with this slut, have her cleaned up and then have her delivered to the palace. I am having a wine party with some friends and she shall be one of our guests of honor.”

“Yes, your highness,” the man replied, in between his grunts as he continued thrusting into Jastira. Her message delivered; Aelina departed. Jastira was not even aware of the conversation that had just transpired. Her eyes were glazed over and she was moaning and grunting as she was used.

………….

As Aelina had instructed, after the men finished fucking Jastira, they had her bathed. Now a guard led Jastira into the palace. In a large room, several dozen free woman of the Oasis were assembled, Aelina among them. All of them were dressed in fancy gowns. Some were standing about, drinking wine from goblets. Slaves were hurrying about, carrying trays of food and refilling the free women’s wine glasses. Other women were seated on the floor. When Jastira focused on the seated women, she realized they were not actually seated on the floor. Arranged on the floor was a dozen slaves, lying on their backs. Their heads had been locked into wooden boxes and free women were perched on the boxes. When Jastira saw a box that did not have a woman sitting on it, she realized its purpose. A slave’s head had been placed through an opening on side of the box and the box was enclosed on all sides except for the slot where the slave’s neck had been fit through, and on the top where a circle slot had been cut out for the slave’s face, which was jutting out from the opening. Jastira realized that the women perched on the boxes were sitting on the faces of the slaves. And though their gowns concealed what was going on down below, Jastira surmised the slaves were being made to orally please the women. The women perched on the boxes were drinking wine and chatting with the others, but occasionally they would start squirming, or would gasp or moan, as they were pleasured by a slave in the box.

Aelina was standing in the center of the room, and the guard took Jastira over to her. Aelina grinned when she saw Jastira. “Ah, our newest elf slave. You shall join the other guests of honor!” Aelina gestured down to the slaves on the floor. Jastira realized that the slaves being forced to orally pleasure the women were the so-called guests of honor. “Slave, I assume your duties in one of our pleasure boxes is quite obvious, but in case it is not, you will lick and worship the pussies and asses of any free woman who desires to sit on your face. I strongly recommend you do a good job, or you will be punished.”

Aelina nodded to the guard and the guard pulled Jastira away, towards the only remaining unoccupied pleasure box. “On the floor, on your back” the guard barked and Jastira got onto the floor as commanded. The guard leaned down and fidgeted with the pleasure box, swinging open the top portion on a hinge. “Head in the slot,” he said gruffly and Jastira slid her body upwards and placed her head through the slot in the front so that it was now inside the open box. The guard lowered the top of the box again which closed around her throat. As with the other slaves, Jastira’s face stuck out from the open slot in the top of the box. There were cuffs on the side of the box and the man took Jastira’s wrists and cuffed them to the sides so that she was held in place. She was now fully secure in the pleasure box.

Aelina stepped over to the box, grinning down at Jastira. “I shall ride your face first, slave. You better do a good job,” she said. She then stepped over the box so that she was straddling it above Jastira’s face. She hiked up her gown, giving Jastira a view of her ass, and she lowered herself. Aelina perched her ass right above Jastira’s gave but did not push it down completely over her face quite yet.

Aelina called down to Jastira sternly, “Start kissing my ass cheeks slave,” and she lowered her ass to Jastira’s mouth. Jastira began planting kisses all over the princess’s ass cheeks, going back and forth between each cheek. After Jastira had kissed Aelina’s ass a bunch, Aelina shifted her body back and then lowered herself completely so that her ass cheeks enveloped Jastira’s face. Jastira’s sight was cut off as Aelina’s ass covered her face. Aelina began squirming around, rocking side to side, pushing Jastira’s face deeper into her ass until Jastira’s nose was pressed into her asshole and Aelina’s pussy was firmly planted against Jastira’s mouth. Jastira could feel the wetness of Aelina’s pussy against her mouth and she could smell Aelina’s intense arousal. Her mouth completely covered, Jastira did her best to breath through her nose, getting a nice whiff of ass and aroused pussy every time she inhaled.

Jastira knew what was expected of her. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. She began sliding her tongue around Aelina’s wet, swollen labia, her mouth filling with the strong taste of Aelina’s juicy arousal. As Jastira’s tongue slid up and down Aelina’s slit, the human princess began to squirm and then rock back and forth. She was clearly enjoying Jastira’s tongue.

Jastira did her best to flick and lick with her tongue but as Aelina started rocking back and forth, faster and faster, Jastira realized the princess was taking full control. Jastira flattened her tongue, so that as Aelina grinded against her face, Jastira’s tongue slid up and down her crotch, back and forth between Aelina’s asshole to her clit. Occasionally, Aelina would stop grinding against Jastira’s face and when she paused, Jastira did her best to take over and she pushed her tongue out, getting it deep into Aelina’s sex and then she began to lick away. If Aelina shifted back a little, Jastira would flick at her clit with her tongue. And then Aelina would slide forward and Jastira would begin tonguing her asshole

Her head locked into the box, Jastira could hear very little. And with Aelina’s ass plopped on her face, she could see nothing. But she could tell by the taste and smell that Aelina’s arousal was growing more intense. Jastira’s nose and mouth were overwhelmed with the taste and smell of pussy. Her jaw began to grow sore. Her tongue began to hurt. But she kept up her frantic licking, ignoring her discomfort and doing her best to give Aelina pleasure.

Suddenly, Aelina pushed down hard on Jastira’s face and Jastira felt a gush of fluids spilling into her mouth. Aelina began shaking and squirming harder and Jastira knew she had brought the princess to orgasm.

Aelina’s ass lifted up for a split second, removing herself from Jastira’s drenched face, giving Jastira a view of her dripping pussy. “Tongue my asshole until I am ready for another orgasm,” she called down to Jastira. And then she plopped her ass down on Jastira’s face again. She slid forward so her asshole was in line with Jastira’s mouth, exposing the top of Jastira’s face, allowing her to see, though all she could see where Aelina’s ass cheeks in front of her face. Jastira pushed her tongue in between Aelina’s ass cheeks and began tonguing her asshole. Jastira licked her asshole for a couple minutes and then she did her best to push her tongue in deeper, letting her tongue worm its way into Aelina’s ass. Her jaw and tongue and mouth were so sore at this point but she kept up her efforts, knowing she had to keep Aelina pleased with her if she wanted to avoid punishment.

After a few more minutes, Aelina lifted her body up again. “Now suck on my clit,” she commanded. And back down she plopped on Jastira’s face, shifting her body so that her pussy was lined up over Jastira’s mouth. Jastira was relieved that she would get a moment to rest her sore tongue. She wrapped her lips around Aelina’s clit and gently sucked. She sucked away at Aelina’s clit for a few minutes before her tongue was recovered enough and she stuck out her tongue again and began flicking at the princess’s swollen clit. By the way Aelina began squirming harder, and as her mouth filled quickly with the Aelina’s musky juices again, Jastira knew she was enjoying it. Jastira alternated between sucking on Aelina’s clit and flicking at it with her tongue.

Within a few minutes, Aelina began shaking and she pressed her ass down hard on Jastira’s face as she orgasmed. Jastira was rewarded with another gush of pussy juices across her face and in her open mouth.

Still, Aelina’s lust was not sated. After her orgasm subsided, she lowered herself over Jastira’s face again, she began grinding hard against Jastira’s face. Jastira stuck her tongue out flat as Aelina rode her face. Jastira’s tongue and nose were soon rubbed raw as Aelina roughly ground her pussy against them. Aelina was so wet with arousal that her pussy was practically sloshing across Jastira’s drenched face. Aelina rode Jastira’s face until she reached a third orgasm.

Aelina rose off of Jastira’s face and Jastira tried to catch her breath. Aelina stood up and turned around to look down at Jastira. “You are ok at licking pussy and ass but you could use some lessons,” she casually remarked. And then she looked up. “Who wants to try this new slave next?” she called out.

Jastira was exhausted and her tongue and jaw ached fiercely. She moaned, realizing she was going to be put to work again as a new woman stepped up, a young brunette. She grinned down at Jastira and then hiked up her dress and plopped her ass down on the elf slave’s face, trapping Jastira’s nose and mouth in between her ass cheeks.

The woman began to grind her pussy against Jastira’s face, and Jastira stuck out her tongue and began sliding along the woman’s slit, tasting as the woman’s arousal quickly built. She quickly grew wetter and wetter with each stroke of Jastira’s tongue. Her ass cheeks pressed down hard on Jastira’s face, forcing her nose to push into her ass as the woman continued grinding against Jastira’s face. Her ass cheeks kept Jastira trapped in the darkness but as the elf maiden lapped at the woman’s pussy, she could feel and taste her growing more and more turned on as her pussy juices flowed. She imagined the woman was likely sipping wine and casually chatting with other woman who were sitting on the faces of slaves trapped in pleasure boxes.

The woman continued grinding against Jastira’s face. With her ass planted on Jastira’s face, Jastira struggled to breath as she continued lapping at the woman’s pussy. Every breath she managed through her nose was filled with the overpowering smell of feminine arousal. After a long session, the woman finally started shaking as she orgasmed and the woman gushed more juices into Jastira’s mouth and all over her face. She pulled her ass up from Jastira’s face and Jastira started gasping for breath.

“Impressive, slave,” the woman said. “I would like another orgasm.” And before Jastira could even catch her breath or take a brief break to recover, the woman sat down on Jastira’s face again. The exhausted elf maiden resumed her licking, breathed when she could, and tried her best to ignore the discomfort and pain in her tongue and jaw. After another long session, the woman orgasmed again. She stood up and walked away, without saying a word. Jastira once again tried to catch her breath.

She only got a few moments to do so. A new woman, a redhead, plopped down on her face. Once again, Jastira’s open mouth and outstretched tongue were forcefully rubbed against the crotch of a new free woman. Jastira did her best to tongue the woman’s pussy and asshole. He day went on like this. Over and over, women rode Jastira’s face, some commanding her to lap away, others just roughly grinding against her mouth and nose. Her face was battered and her tongue was worked tirelessly to please the Mistresses.

But finally, a woman pulled her ass off of Jastira’s face and it was not immediately replaced by a new woman. Instead, a guard unlocked the lid of the box and pulled it up, so that Jastira’s neck was not locked inside. He uncuffed her wrists from the side. “Up slave,” he gruffly commanded, and Jastira pulled herself up. She was finally free of the box. Jastira had trouble standing on her wobbly legs. She was so exhausted.

The guard took Jastira’s arm and pulled her to the other side of the room. When they reached Aelina, the guard commanded Jastira to kneel at Aelina’s feet. Jastira fell to her knees.

“So, what do we think about the newest elf slave?” Aelina called out to those in the room. “Is she worthy of worshipping us?”

Voices of women in the room began calling out, appraising Jastira positively. “A skilled pussy licker.” Very skilled at worshipping pussy and ass.” “A fine little slut!” women called out.

Aelina looked down at Jastira, an evil smirk on her face. “Eh, she was OK. I would give her a 7 out of 10. Good but not perfect. And we of course demand perfection from our slaves here in the Oasis.”

“I am sorry, Mistress, I will strive to improve my skills at worshipping you,” Jastira whimpered in a trembling voice.

“I know you will, slave,” Aelina said. “But for falling short, you must receive 5 lashes. On all fours with your ass raised, slave,” Aelina commanded. “Guard please slash this slave’s ass,” she called out to a man in the room.

Fighting back tears, Jastira got in position. Jastira could not see the man but she heard the unseen man’s footsteps as he approached. She trembled, wondering what implement of punishment the man would use. She received her answer when she heard a swish through the air and then a loud crack against the flesh of her ass. An agonizing pain seared through her ass cheeks and she cried out in pain. She realized the man’s implement of choice was a wooden cane, which was the most painful. There as another swish and then another crack as the cane struck her tender flesh again. Jastira cried out, lurching forward as she barely managed to hold her position. Another crack and the pain was overwhelming. The guard was not holding back at all as he struck her ass. Jastira started to cry, shaking as the fierce sting overwhelmed her.

The man struck her a fourth time and Jastira screamed and fell from her position, writhing around on the ground from the agonizing pain. “Back in position, slave,” Aelina angrily yelled and Jastira picked herself up and raised her ass again. She tried to brace herself for the final lash, and it followed a second later. The pain was unbearable and Jastira once again fell to the ground and writhed around. She reached back, clutching her beaten ass in pain.

“Five more, and we will keep going until his insolent slave learns to properly hold her position when she receives discipline,” Aelina commanded. Jastira began to sob harder as she picked herself up and once again got into position.

………….

When Jastira was finally allowed to leave the palace, the sun was begging to set. Jastira was humiliated, exhausted, and her ass still felt like it was on fire from the beating she had received. She had managed to hold herself in position when she received her five additional lashes. Her ass was marked with 10 ugly red lines.

Jastira wanted to retreat to the slave kennels and bathe, and wash off the pussy juices that coated her entire face, and then collapse there to rest and recover. But she knew she could not until she was granted permission. So instead, she headed towards the large square where the slaves coalesced, to be available for nay free person of the Oasis who desired to be served.

When she got to the square, she saw a large crowd gathered. And as she moved in closer, she saw why. The two female orcs were in the square. Jastira had not seen them for the entire two-week period after their capture and she knew that they had been in the dungeon being broken, just as Jastira had been. But apparently, they had now been deemed ready to begin service. Both of them now had fresh “S” brands on their thighs and iron collars around their throats.

The one orc, Ghorza, was bent over a wooden crate. Her wrists were bound behind her back and a man was holding her wrists as he thrust into her from behind. The young orc was moaning softly as she was fucked. Jastira wondered if it was an act or if Ghorza had surrendered to the pleasure as Jastira had. “Orc cunt is even jucier than elf cunt!” the man excitedly exclaimed to the assembled crowd as he fucked Ghorza, and laughter rang out from the crowd as they watched.

Nearby, another man was fucking Sharoga. She was perched in his lap, her arms bound behind her and then man was gripping her thighs and pulling her up and down so that she was riding his cock. Jastira remembered how defiant Sharoga had been when she had first seen them as captives, but that defiance and anger appeared to be gone. Instead, her face was filled with a mixture of arousal and humiliation as she bounced up and down the man’s cock.

 

Jastira could see the cum oozing from both orcs’ orifices and coating their thighs and she knew these two men were not the first ones to fuck the orc slaves that day. It appeared they had been used by many men, and from the crowd assembled, it seemed likely that they would be used by many more men and women, likely well into the night.

Jastira felt sorry for the two orcs but she was glad the attention was on them and not her. She hoped it meant she would have a relatively easy remainder of the day before she was finally allowed to return to the slave kennel and bathe and rest, and prepare herself for whatever was in store for the next day as she continued her service as a slave in the Oasis.

………….

Enzorhan crouched down to examine Isolde and the other human slave who knelt on the floor in front of him.

 

He reached out to fondle their tits before sliding his hand between their parted thighs. As he pushed a pair of fingers into the sex of each, both slaves began obediently humping has hand, moans escaping their lips. Enzorhan was pleased at their training and conditioning, and after a minute he withdrew his hands and inspected his fingers. Both sets of fingers glistened with their juices. Both had juicy cunts that would be fun to fuck. He looked between the two slaves and then pointed to Isolde, selecting her. She got on all fours, presenting her ass and pussy to him and the other slave rose to her feet and left the room.

Enzorhan immediately got down to business, removing his clothes and positing himself behind Isolde. Soon he was thrusting away, grunting loudly as he fucked the slave. Isolde moaned and gasped as she was fucked.

Enzorhan groaned as he climaxed. He started to pull up his pants. As he was, a cultist stepped into the room. “Sir, the King seeks you,” he said. “He wants to know our progress in finding more royals.”

“I will go see him,” Enzorhan said and the man nodded and departed as Enzorhan finished dressing. He turned and waved his hand to dismiss Isolde. “Go find someone else to serve, slave. I have a lot of work to do. The King needs me to find more slaves with royal blood.”

“You seek slaves with royal blood, Master? Why do you seek them?” Isolde asked.

Enzorhan looked at the slave curiously. He was silent for a moment but then said, “If we get slaves with royal blood, we can ransom them back to their families for a lot of supplies. Then they get to be free but we get much need supplies.”

Isolde’s eyes lit up. “There is a slave with royal blood here, Master. The elf Nimeroni is from a royal family. If you can find a way to reach her family in her world, perhaps they will ransom her back.” She grinned, pleased with herself that she might have helped her friend to find freedom.

“Very fortunate for her. Thanks for that information, slave,” Enzorhan said. “Now run along.” As Isolde rose and departed, Enzorhan grinned at this good news.

(End of Part 11, to be continued...)