The Tale of Velatha: Part 13 – The Priestesses

Agdug was looking down at the former minister Mythaercia and the twin elf maidens Lilasae and Rhyciea as they all eagerly worshipped his cock.

They were working hard to earn their slave gruel for the morning. He assumed hunger was a big part of their motivation. But Agdug could also see that they were eager and enthusiastic as the licked his cock and balls. They had come a long way, as had all of the slaves in the castle. Which came as no surprise to Agdug. He knew he was an experienced slaver and he viewed elf cunts as natural slaves. One needed to only look down at these three elf maidens eagerly sliding their tongues along his erect cock to see that.

Agdug groaned as he ejaculated, sending his cum spewing all over Mythaercia’s face.

Without even being commanded, Lilasae and Rhyciea pulled their faces away from Agdug’s cock and began to lick up the cum off of Mythaercia’s face. Agdug moved away and another orc moved over and slid a bowl of slave gruel through the bars onto the floor. The three slaves did not move to the bowl until Lilasae and Rhyciea finished licking Mythaercia’s face clean. Then they all crowded in front of the bowl and pushed their faces into it to lap up their slave gruel.

They were each on all fours, their asses raised and their thighs parted, so that their cunts were in view. That was how all elf slaves were required to eat. The orc who had set down the bowl leaned down and pushed a pair of fingers from one hand into Mythaercia’s cunt and a pair of fingers from his other hand into Lilasae’s cunt. Both slaves moaned loudly as soon as the orc’s fingers slid inside them. Lilasae lifted her head up from the bowl and started thrusting her hips back so that the orc’s fingers began driving in and out of her cunt. Mythaercia soon followed and did the same.

Agdug could tell from the sounds of the orc’s fingers plunging in and out of the cunts that their cunts were quite slick. He figured he would have smelled their aroused cunts but as of late, the entire dungeon was filled with the strong smell of aroused elf cunt, with so many slaves in there. But Lilasae’s and Mythaercia’s gasps and moans further confirmed how aroused they were. Agdug knew they must be starving; the slaves were typically only given one meal a day. But as hungry as they were, they were more preoccupied with getting sexual release. These sluts were soon ready to sold or given away to an orc Master.

As Agdug continued watching, he heard someone behind him and he turned to see Grimnor with Velatha following him on a leash. “I am taking this slut out onto the city again,” Grimnor announced to Agdug. “It is good for the new slaves in the city to see their former queen reduced to a completely submissive slut, so that they too can accept their new stations in life.”

Agdug nodded in agreement. He knew that soon enough, all of the elf maidens in the city would be just as submissive and slutty as Velatha and the three elf maidens in front of him.

…………….

Kordoth was in the building the orcs were using as a dungeon to interrogate elf captives. It was empty at the moment, save for him. The elves that had been in it had had all been shipped off to slavers. Kordoth was eager for some more to be captured that he could play with. Kordoth was about to depart the dungeon when he heard the door open and heard an elf maiden shouting.

“Let me go! Take me to see the chieftain Kordoth!” the elf maiden cried. Kordoth turned to see a pair of orcs dragging in a redheaded elf maiden into the dungeon. He recognized her at once. It was Queen Thaconia of Alyoshara. Kordoth realized she must have been captured on her way to travel to meet with him. Kordoth had made secret arrangements with some of his most trusted orcs in his clan to intercept Thaconiaand bring her to a place they could meet secretly. But the two orcs that held Thaconia were not those trusted orcs. They were not even orcs of his clan but rather of a smaller clan that had been tasked with assisting Kordoth’s Dread Tusk Clan to hold the eastern border of Argothrond. It seemed that Thaconia had been unlucky to be captured by them before Kordoth’s orcs had found her. And these orcs had no idea about Kordoth’s secret alliance with Thaconia, nor could they find out. To them, she was just another elf cunt to be enslaved.

The orcs brought Thaconia straight over to Kordoth, each of them gripping one of her arms as they forced her forward. Kordoth could see that she had only been partially stripped, and still bore a silk slip that she presumably had once worn under her fancy gown that had been removed. One of the orcs saw Kordoth looking at her skimpy clothing.

“Chieftain, we found this elf slut alone, trying to sneak across the border from Senadorei. When we were stripping her, she said she was a queen and said she had a message for you. So, we figured we would take her to you before we stripped her completely, and maybe you would want to be the first one to fuck her.”

Kordoth looked Thaconia up and down and then reached out and ripped the slip from her body so that she was now naked.

“What are you doing?” she cried angrily. She had obviously not expected Kordoth to treat her this way. She abruptly fell silent when Kordoth reached out to squeeze her ample breasts, and her eyes widened in shock.

Kordoth knew she had not expected to be treated this way, given their arrangement. But he could very well not treat her any differently without arousing the suspicion of these orcs. “This one will make a fine slave,” he announced.

Thaconia’s face darkened with anger as her shock wore off. “We had a deal…” she started to stay before Kordoth quickly reached up and clamped his hand around her throat to silence her. Holding her neck, he pulled her down, bending her over at the waist.

“Feel free to inspect the new slave,” Kordoth said. He was pissed that she had almost revealed too much to these orcs and so he had decided to let the orcs inspect her. The orcs eagerly moved in. One grabbed her ass, which was now jutting out. He spread her cheeks and the other bent down to get a better look at her asshole and cunt before he took his fingers and began to push them into her sex. Thaconia started to squirm and her eyes widened in shock again. She could not speak with Kordoth’s hands clamped around her throat but tears began to fall down her cheeks and she looked up at Kordoth pleadingly.

Kordoth looked down at her. She was indeed beautiful with an amazing body. And she was a queen. She would make a very fine slave. For a moment, Kordoth debated enslaving her and keeping her. But it was for only a brief moment. Overthrowing Grimnor was more important to him than getting a queen elf as a slave. Besides, he knew that once word reached Grimnor that Kordoth had acquired a queen, Grimnor would likely demand she be delivered to him. And once she was kneeling at Grimnor’s feet, she might tell Grimnor everything about Kordoth’s plot against her. Kordoth knew he could not risk keeping her as a slave, not with Grimnor still in the picture.

“It makes no sense that a queen would be travelling alone,” the one orc mused as he pulled his fingers from her sex and then started pushing a finger into her anus, causing Thaconia to start squirming more as she tried to cry out, but to no avail with Kordoth still squeezing her throat. Her holes are very tight,” the orc said, distracted from his earlier thought.

But the other orc was not so distracted by her orifices. “Very weird,” he replied. “And she said she was here to speak to you, Chieftain? Should we interrogate her and find out why?”

Kordoth realized then that these orcs knew too much. They would keep asking questions and maybe speak to other orcs. “Did anyone else see her and question her?” he asked.

“Nope, chieftain,” the one orc replied. “We took her straight to you after capturing her,” the first orc replied.

Kordoth released Thaconia’s throat and drew his dagger from his sheath and in one quick motion he swung his arm and sliced open the throat of the orc that was gripping and spreading Thaconia’s ass cheeks. His eyes widening, he released her ass and clutched at his throat as blood poured from the large wound. The other orc looked up at Kordoth in complete surprise and confusion. He started to step back and Kordoth lunged at him and stabbed him through the throat with his dagger. The first orc was already on the ground, still clutching his throat as he lay dying and Kordoth pulled his blade form the second orc’s throat and plunged it into his chest. That orc was dead before he hit the ground.

Thaconia looked down at the dead orcs. Then her face darkened. “Give me some clothing now!” she angrily demanded.

“I don’t think you are in any position to be making demands, elf,” Kordoth growled.

“I very much am. You need me to carry out your plan. And I would very much think that you do not want any other orcs to know about our plan, hence why you just killed these two,” she snapped, pointing to the dead orcs on the floor. “Given our arrangement, I demand respect.”

Kordoth glared at Thaconia. He knew he could not keep her as a slave. But he was going to put this elf cunt in her place.

Thaconia was not finished. “Maybe you are used to intimidating and abusing other elf maidens, but you and I are partners. You need me just as much as I need you. And the delay in the orcs attacking Senadorei is causing there to be scrutiny on me for delaying in sending my kingdom’s armies there. Scrutiny that neither of us want. You need to make sure the orcs invade Senadorei soon!”

Kordoth continued to glare at Thaconia. “You are naked in the middle of an orc camp and you think it wise to lecture me about what our arrangement is? I could call orcs in here and have you branded and collared and raped over and over, nonstop for the next week.  Or for the rest of your life.”

“You could,” Thaconia said calmly. “But I am sure those orcs you called in here would want you to explain what happened to those two. And I am sure others would be curious to know about the deal you made with an elf queen to betray the war chieftain of the orc horde. You treating me with respect and honoring our arrangement is what keeps me silent, and it is the only way you get to overthrow your war chieftain. You need me.”

Now Kordoth was angry. “I captured some other elf maidens that had information that would have been useful to Grimnor had they talked. A mother and her two daughters. I had their tongues cut out and had them sent to a breeding camp. They are locked in breeding racks with feeding tubes shoved down their throats, so they can never talk. Perhaps you would like a similar fate.”

Kordoth smiled when he saw Thaconia’s confidence and defiance start to waiver, and fear appeared in her eyes. “You are right that your assistance will be useful to me,” Kordoth continued. “But make no mistake. We are not equal partners. You are helping me because it is the only way you save yourself and your daughters and every elf cunt in your kingdom from enslavement. I am the only thing that can protect you from that fate. And perhaps I no longer see any value in doing so.” He started to step towards Thaconia, who stepped back.

“Please, I just wanted to discuss our arrangement and make sure everything was going as planned,” she said softly, fear in her voice. “I apologize for my disrespectful tone.”

But Kordoth was not appeased. He decided Thaconia needed a very stark demonstration as to who was in charge. “Now you will know what it feels like to be a slave,” Kordoth growled and he lunged forward and grabbed Thaconia by the throat. He threw her to the floor, slamming her into it. She let out a sharp cry. “What are you doing…” she cried as Kordoth got down on the ground and started to climb on top of her. “No!” Thaconia cried and she started thrashing around and bucking, trying to fight him off. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them on the floor above her head with one of his hands as he settled on top of her and in between her spread legs.

Thaconia’s pleas turned to sheer cries of fear when she realized what was about to happen. Her cries were muffled as Kordoth pressed his mouth against hers and roughly kissed her, forcing his tongue deep into her mouth. As he kissed her, he used his free hand to begin roughly grabbing and squeezing her tits, then pinching and twisting her nipples, causing her to squeal in pain into his mouth.

Kordoth was determined to completely and utterly dominate this proud elf queen. He pulled his mouth from hers, biting her lip so hard as he pulled away that it drew blood. He pushed his face to her neck and bit that over and over, then doing the same to her shoulders, and her breasts, leaving her flesh covered in bite marks. Thaconia was sobbing and begging him to stop, repeating over and over that she was sorry for her disrespectful tone.

And then it was time to truly possess Thaconia. Kordoth slid his hand down her belly and in between their bodies and pushed a couple fingers into her sex. He found her cunt was not yet slick. She was new to slavery he thought so it was unsurprising. Kordoth pulled his hand back up and spit on it then reached down again and begin to roughly rub his saliva along her slit.

“No! Please don’t do this!” Thaconia, cried, fear in her voice as it sunk in that she was about to receiver her first rape by an orc. She let out a panicked wail when she felt his cock rubbing against her slit. And then Kordoth slammed his hips forward, driving his cock inside her. Pain shot through Thaconia as his cock stabbed into her unprepared pussy. Thaconia shook her head back and forth and wailed, “Nooo!” in complete dismay and disbelief that this was happening to her.

It took a couple thrusts, but Kordoth managed to drive his cock into her entirely, feeling his cock battering against her cervix. Now it was time to fuck some sense into this arrogant queen. He pulled his hips back, letting his cock slide most of the way out of her pussy before he slammed back into her again, with full force, causing her let out another loud wail from the pain.

Kordoth pulled out and then thrust back inside her again, and again, fucking her as hard and as fast as he could, burying himself deep inside her as her cries and wails echoed through the room. Overwhelmed by pain and despair, Velatha stopped thrashing around and bucking, realizing she was powerless to stop this and assuming her struggles would only increase her pain as he rutted inside her.

Kordoth was thoroughly enjoying the cunt of the queen and he was pleased when he felt it begin to moisten as he thrust into her. He buried his face into her tits again and resumed biting them, leaving more ugly red marks on their pale flesh. His thrusting became more violent and he groaned in pleasure as he roughly took Thaconia.

Thaconia closed her eyes, trying to block it all out. The pain between her legs was more intense than ever, and she could feel every inch of him stabbing and stretching her insides, again and again. He was fucking her with an animalistic rage, using her womb to take out his anger from his wounded pride caused by Grimnor. He was pleased that, no matter what happened, even if he failed in overthrowing Grimnor, he and not Grimnor would be the first one to fuck and dominate and defile this elf queen from Elevosia’s most powerful kingdom.

Kordoth suddenly stiffened and he bellowed as he orgasmed, filling Thaconia’s battered womb with spurt after spurt of his seed. When he finished cumming he looked down at Thaconia, who lay limp as she sobbed.

Kordoth knew he could not keep her forever as a slave. But he could make her think that, and take her down a few pegs. “Welcome to slavery, elf cunt,” he growled. He was pleased when this brought even harder sobs from her. It seemed her defiance and overconfidence had been stripped away very quickly.

…………….

Grimnor was leading Velatha on a leash through the city again. Like the last time, Velatha witnessed numerous nightmarish scenes as elf maidens were tormented and abused. As they walked through a square where elf maidens were being trained into slaves, the goblin Vagrat approached them.

“Chieftain, we have something, you need to see,” he told Grimnor. “Something you will like very much.” His interest piqued, Grimnor began to follow Vagrat through the city. They did not walk far before the reached a large, towering building that Velatha knew well. It was the Kaalhone’s High Temple, which housed the kingdom’s highest religious figures, a governing body of high priests and high priestesses. As they approached, Velatha saw a number of elf maidens being dragged naked or semi-naked from the temple. She knew they must be the high priestesses. Those that were not completely naked when they were dragged out were thrown to the ground and the last shreds of their clothing was ripped from them. All of them were being bound after they were fully stripped.

“We sacked this temple many weeks ago, when he first took the city,” Vagrat said. “We had thought it was abandoned. But it turns out it had a hidden underground chamber and there were lots of priests and priestesses hiding in it, many of them the religious leaders of this kingdom. We just learned of the hidden chamber when interrogating some elf cunts. So, we returned and opened up the secret door to the underground chamber. We killed the priests and are still dragging out the priestesses.”

Velatha watched as more of the priestesses were dragged from the temple. She saw the look of sheer terror on their faces and remembered well the terror she had felt when the orcs had stormed the castle. They had apparently avoided that same fate for weeks. But the orcs had found them and now they would suffer the same fate as every other elf and elf maiden in the city.

An orc dragged over a blonde priestess that Velatha knew well. “This one is apparently the Matriarch of the temple, making her its leader,” the orc announced to Vagrat and Grimnor. Velatha knew the orc was correct. The elf maiden was Idriarya. She was the Matriarch, the kingdom’s highest religious official. And she was the sister of Velatha’s slain husband, King Vamir.

Vagrat stroked her cheek. “A very nice catch” he announced as Idriarya glared back at him.

Idriarya still had on some shreds of her robes that had not been torn sway and Grimnor stepped forward and ripped off the rest, leaving her naked. He reached out to grope her breasts.

“Take your hands off of me, vile orc!” Idriarya snapped, and Grimnor backhanded her hard across the cheek, silencing her.

“She will make a fine gift for Zurdras,” Grimnor remarked, referencing the orc warlock, Zurdras Hellbinder, who was Grimnor’s close ally and who controlled the portal between Aegor and Elevosia. Zurdras and was collecting high priestesses as slaves and Grimnor knew Idriarya would be his most treasured pet, given her position. “But first, we can have some fun with them,” Grimnor added

“Most or all of them are virgins,” an orc announced.

Grimnor smiled and thrust his hand between Idriarya’s thighs and pushed a couple fingers into her sex, confirming her virginity. This stripped Idriarya of her defiance and she started to sob. She of course knew this was her inevitable fate. But having an orc roughly force his fingers inside her was a brutal crystallization of that fate

“Yes, we will have some fun with these unopened elf cunts indeed,” Grimnor said. “Let us have a blood auction!” Many of the orcs cheered and Velatha wondered what a blood auction was and what was in store for these poor priestesses.

…………….

Thaconia was in a daze as she was fucked yet again. She was now on all fours, as Kordoth fucked her from behind.

He had not been the only orc to ravage her now. Two of Kordoth’s trusted lieutenants, Kraregg and Mekmal had entered the building earlier, looking for Kordoth. When the saw the bodies of the two orcs that Kordoth had killed and Kordoth explained what had happened, they had sealed the building off so that no other orc would enter and find the two dead orcs. And then Kordoth let each of them have a turn with Thaconia. They had fucked her at the same time, Kraregg fucking her from behind, and Mekmal roughly pounding her throat causing her to gag and lurch, until he had sprayed his cum all over her face

After his lieutenants were done with Thaconia, Kordoth had locked a new gold collar around her throat, as well as golden cuffs around her wrists and ankles. Bondage fit for an enslaved queen. Then he had whipped Thaconia, to give her the first taste of the slave whip. Her back and ass were striped red from Kordoth’s hard lashes.

And now Kordoth was having another go at Thaconia. He grunted as he thrust into her from behind, his cock once again slamming in and out of the depths of her tight, moist cunt. Her soft cries were drowned out the rhythmic slapping of fresh against flesh as Kordoth roughly pounded her. She glanced up and saw that Kraregg and Mekmal were leering down at her, enjoying the sight of their chieftain fucking her and she dropped her gaze again, humiliated.

Kordoth gave Thaconia’s ass a hard slap. She cried out from their fierce sting that burned her tender, whipped ass. “Squeeze your cunt muscles and push your hips back to meet my thrusts, slave!” Kordoth growled. Humiliated, Thaconia tried to ignore the burning pain in her loins and she began to thrust her hips back to meet his thrusts as she clenched down with her pelvic muscles as commanded.

Kordoth lasted longer this time, having recently cum inside her, and he enjoyed taking his time, feeling Thaconia’s cunt squeezing his cock. But finally, he orgasmed, bellowing loudly as his cum spurted inside the defiled queen. When he was finished cumming, he slid hos cock out of Thaconia’s ravaged, abused cunt.

“You will remain on all fours and crawl around like the animal you are, slave.” Kordoth ordered her. He reached down and attached a leash to her collar, to further reinforce for her that she was now a mere animal.

Thaconia’s head dropped is shame. Kordoth picked up his discarded whip and brought I down hard across Thaconia’s ass, causing her to cry out in pain. Kordoth growled, “When an orc gives you a command, you respond, ‘Yes, Master,’ slave. And when it is me, you respond, ‘Yes, my Master,’ as I am your owner. You got that slave?”

“Yes, my Master,” Thaconia whimpered, choking back a sob, shame in her voice.

“Part your kegs wider so we have a good view of your cunt when you crawl. And arch your back so you ass juts out more, slave” Kordoth growled.

“Yes, my Master,” Thaconia whimpered, humiliation in her voice as she adjusted her position as commanded.

“Now slave, you will beg permission to lick and suck my cock clean from the cum and your cunt juices that coat it. Then you will beg Kraregg and Mekmal to do the same.

Her voice trembling, and tears sliding down her cheeks, Thaconia whimpered, “My Master, may I lick your cock clean.”

“You may, slave,” Kordoth replied, sneering.

Thaconia crawled over and got up on her knees and took his softening cock into his mouth. She began to lick and suck the stickiness from it.

Kordoth looked down and smiled

“Our plans be damned, I may just keep this one as my slave,” he remarked to Kraregg and Mekmal. He was pretty sure it was a lie, just to scare Thaconia. But part of him wanted to actually keep her.

…………….

Grimnor had finished touring Kaalhone and Velatha had witnessed more horrors as the orcs broke and trained the elf maidens in it. Grimnor had ordered that preparations be made for a ‘blood auction’ and in the afternoon he headed to the corridor the city that the orcs had set up as a slave market.

Through his conversations with other orcs, Velatha had picked up what a blood auction was. Orcs would bid for the right to deflower the slaves and then they would have full use of them for the remainder of the day and the night. The next day they would be returned to the slavers to be broken and trained. Velatha picked up thatorcs particularly enjoyed defiling untouched and virtuous priestesses, as an affront to the gods of their enemies.

In the center of it was a large wooden platform, where elf maiden slaves could be sold or auction. At the moment, hundreds of orcs and goblins were crowded in front of the platform. Grimnor moved to the front of the crowd, right in front of the platform. Still leashed, Velatha knelt at his feet. She saw the elf priestesses all kneeling beside the platform, their arms and wrists bound behind their backs. Orc slavers were standing behind them.

Seeing that Grimnor had arrived, Agdug stepped up onto the platform. “Orcs!” he bellowed. “As you are aware, we captured some fugitive elf maiden cunts that were in hiding. All priestesses, all virgins who were chaste and virtuous in honor of and devotion to their gods. All begging to now be defiled by their new gods, the orcs!” The crowd began to cheer. Agdug continued. “Before we begin training these new elf cunts and turning them into fine sluts, we will auction of the right to be the first to fuck them, to strip them of their virtue and introduce them to what their new lives will be like as submissive sluts.” Agdug turned towards the orc slavers with the priestesses and nodded and an orc grabbed one of the priestesses and dragged her up onto the platform.

Velatha did not recognize her, but she only knew a few of the leaders of Argothrond’s religious sect, including its Matriarch, Idriarya. This elf maiden looked to be comparatively younger. She had a terrified look on her face and was crying.

The elf maiden was taken to the center of the platform and placed in front of Agdug. Agdug kicked at her ankles to force her to part her legs wider as she stood. “First we have a nice blonde elf cunt,” Agdug called to the assembled orcs and goblins in front of the platform. “Healthy, and slender, and nice, ample tits!” he called. He wrapped his arms around the priestess’s torso and roughly squeezed her breast, pushing them together to present them to the orc and goblin bidders. He then pinched her nipples, causing her to cry out, and her cheeks reddened with shame. “Very responsive nipples; they would be lovely to suck, bite, twist or pinch.” Agdug said.

Goblins and orcs in the crowd started raising their hands and shouting out bids of silver, silver that Velatha had no doubt had been looted from Kaalhone or other cities when the orcs had razed the kingdom.

Agdug continued to lewdly display the priestess. He spun her around so her back was to the crowd and grabbed her hair, yanking and bending her at the waist to make her ass jut out for the crowd. “Look at this beautiful, curvy ass. How much fun would it be to beat or fuck or whip,” Agdug called out. He was smiling. In his senior position as a slaver, he had not actually conducted an auction himself in years. He was thoroughly enjoying himself. To further illustrate, one of the other orc slavers on the platform drew a flogger and slashed it across the elf maiden’s ass, causing her to cry out. Orcs and goblins continued bidding over each other.

The orc stopped lashing the priestess’s ass and he reached down, grabbing her reddened ass cheeks and parting them to display her sex and anus. “Who would like to fuck this nice virgin cunt and ass?” Agdug yelled. He spun her around again so she was facing the crowd and yanked her head back, causing her to arch her back and shove her pelvis forward, giving another lewd display of her sex. The other orc reached down and used his fingers to spread her pussy lips apart and give the orcs and even more intimate view of her sex. Then he released the folds of her sex her and took his flogger and slashed it across her thrust-out sex, causing the elf maiden to thrash around and scream in pain in Agdug’s grip.

The bids had gone so high that the orcs and goblins were now bidding in gold. Velatha could not believe they were bidding so much to spend a single day and night with one of these elf maidens. But she realized many of these orcs probably had a wealth of elvish coin from their pillaging.

The bidding slowed as Agdug continued displaying the elf maiden until finally there was winner. It was a goblin. “Sold!” Agdug declared. “Come up and claim your prize!”

The goblin hurried up onto the platform. Agdug pushed her over to him. The goblin caught her and thrust his hand between her thighs and began lewdly rubbing her sex. He leaned in and took one of her nipples into his mouth and began to noisily suck on it. Orcs and goblins watched and cheered while the priestess began crying harder, clearly humiliated and terrified as she was molested.

The goblin pulled is mouth from her breast and he grabbed her arm and dragged her to one side of the platform. He used a dagger and cut the bindings holding her hands and wrists behind her back. Once her arms were free her, the goblin grabbed her scalp and wrenched her down onto the platform so that she was on all fours. He moved in behind her and grabbed her hips. More orcs and goblins cheered as the goblin settled in behind her and he reached down and lined up his cock with her slit. Velatha realized that she would be deflowered and raped in front of the large crowd, as a further humiliation.

The goblin rammed forward with one hard thrust, driving his cock into the elf maiden’s pussy and tearing away her virginity. Her eyes widened in shock and she let out a dismayed wail. The orcs and goblins cheered loudly as they watched the goblin defiling the priestess, roughly thrusting into her from behind.

While this was going on, the next elf maiden was brought up on stage, a brunette priestess, and she too was lewdly displayed and presented as orcs and goblins called out bids. There was eventually a winning bid. The winning orc came up on the platform and took his prize, just as the goblin was climaxing inside the blonde priestess.

The brunette priestess was put on all fours next to the blonde priestess and soon she too was being violently ravaged. Having climaxed, the goblin yanked the sobbing blonde priestess to her feet and began to drag her off the platform. He would get to abuse and defile her for the remainder of the day and night.

One by one, the naked priestesses were marched onto the stage and put on display, and then roughly fucked on the platform so that the audience could watch them be stripped of their virginity and innocence by the winning bidder.

Velatha had been kneeling at Grimnor’s feet but as Grimnor watched the priestesses being defiled one by one, he grew aroused and hauled Velatha to her feet. Grimnor pulled her against his body. Velatha began grinding her ass against the hardening bulge she felt under her Master’s pants. He reached around and thrust his hand in between her thighs and plunged a pair of fingers into her cunt. Velatha moaned softly and began humping his fingers as she continued grinding her ass against his hardened cock. She felt guilty that she was doing this and getting turned on while the poor priestesses were being horribly raped and defiled in front of her. But Velatha was a slave and she knew her duty.

Towards the end, Idriarya was brought to the center of the platform. Agdug announced her as the leader of the elf kingdom’s religion and the sister of its slain king and as she was bent over as the others had been and her cheeks were spread to display her orifices, there was a flurry of bids. But then Grimnor pulled his fingers from Velatha’s drenched cunt and raised his hand and shouted a bid of 10 gold, a higher price than any of the other elf maiden priestesses had been sold so far. The other orcs and goblins immediately stopped their bids. None would dare try to outbid the War Chieftain.

“Sold, to our great War Chieftain!” Agdug shouted from the platform.

“I donate my prize to a truly deserving orc, a fierce warrior who has slain so many elves and conquered so many cities. To Orgzul!” He turned to Orgzul, chieftain of the Ear Ripper Clan, who was in the crowd.

“I am humbled by your gift, War Chieftain,” Orgzul shouted back and he bowed his head respectfully to Grimnor. He then headed over to the platform and climbed onto it. “I will teach the Matriarch to be a fine slut!” he shouted to the assembled orcs and goblins, who cheered loudly

Velatha felt her eyes tear up. She had been friends with Idriarya even before her engagement and marriage to Vamir. They had remained close through the years. She knew that Idriarya was about to suffer the same trauma that so many other elf maidens had suffered, including Velatha herself. Or perhaps more accurately, like her daughters, who had been virgins like Idriarya was, the first time an orc had violently defiled them.

Idriarya was put on all fours on the platform, just as the other priestesses before her had been. Orgzul positioned behind her. He bent his head down and buried his face in between her parted thighs and inhaled deeply. “Nothing smells better than innocent virgin, elf cunt!” he exclaimed for the crowd, who roared with laughter. Orgzul spit a large glob of saliva onto Idriarya’s slit and used his hand to rub it in. He spit then on his cock, rubbing that saliva along his shaft.

“Welcome to slavery, slut,” he growled down at Idriarya as he lined his cock up and then slammed forward, burying his cock inside her and tearing away her virginity. Idriarya let out a dismayed wail as Orgzul’s cock drove inside her. Orgzul began thrusting hard, slamming into her from behind and driving his thick cock in and out of her body. Idriarya sobbed as she was ravaged. Orgzul grabbed her hair and yanked her head up so that all could see her distraught face as he fucked her as hard as he could, his hips slamming into the flesh of her ass and his cock stabbing into her cunt over and over, at a rapid and brutal pace.

As Idriarya was raped by Orgzul, the remaining priestesses were auctioned off, and they too joined their leader on the platform to be ravaged. As the last of the winning budders climaxed inside his prize, the crowd began to disperse. The orcs on the platform carried off their priestesses. They would have use of them for the rest of the day and night and then they would be delivered back to the slavers be to fully broken and trained, like the other elf maidens in the city.

As Velatha was led on her leash back to the castle, she felt a tingle deep in her loins. She realized that watching all of the priestesses being ravaged had made her incredibly aroused. She hoped that Grimnor fucked her when they got back to the castle.

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“No! Please do not do this! I am sorry for my arrogance! But I can better serve you if I am free! I can help you overcome the war chieftain! Please!” Thaconia cried. She was in a full panic. She was strapped down on a table. Looking down at her was Kordoth. And he was holding a branding iron, which was glowing red after it had been heated in the coals.

Kordoth ignored her pleas and he pressed the brand against her left thigh, which was strapped down tightly against the table. There was a sizzling sound and Thaconia threw her head back and screamed in agony from the intense, searing pain. Kordoth held the brand against her thigh for almost a minute, letting it burn deeply into her flesh.

His new chattel was now marked.

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