The Tale of Felaenya: Part 3 – Humiliated Royals

Felaenya was back in line with the other captives in the throne room, no longer standing in display position. The goblin Hadguk and orc Uglagg had finally left her alone. But Felaenya still smelled the strong scent of her arousal in the air after she had been fingered to orgasm by Uglagg and as she glanced down, she could see her thighs smeared with her arousal. She was deeply humiliated. Deeply ashamed.

She glanced over at Taladiir. Having her son there to witness her being forced into an orgasm had made the experience so much worse. But she found herself feeling grateful that he was at least alive. She had feared the orcs would kill him right away. Both him and her husband, Aquilan. She had understood that the orcs killed almost all male elves when they conquered a city. Yet, for whatever reason, her son and husband had been captured rather than killed. She prayed their lives might be ultimately spared.

The door to the throne room opened and Felaenya looked towards it. She saw in the doorway the orc Rimek, the orc chieftain who had led the invasion of her kingdom. And he had with him Aquilan. Aquilan was bound and gagged, and his head was dropped in defeat.

Felaenya could see that his face was covered in bruises and cuts. He had not had those when she saw him previously so she could see that he had been roughed up since then. Her eyes teared up as she and Aquilan made brief eye contact. She was sure he felt just as helpless as she did.

“I see you already stripped the queen,” Rimek said, turning to Hadguk and Uglagg.

“We needed to make her understand she is an animal now; she was being a little uppity,” Uglagg replied.

“Well, then let us help her understand further,” Rimek said. “He turned to Felaenya. “Get on your hands and knees, animal. You will learn to crawl around like the animal you are.” To drive home that Felaenya had no choice in the matter, Rimek unsheathed his dagger and placed it at Aquilan’s throat. Aquilan looked at Felaenya and shook his head, trying to speak through his gag. Though his words were indecipherable through the gag, it was clear he did not want Felaenya to humiliate herself for him. Rimek pressed the blade harder against Aquilan’s throat, nicking the flesh. “Shut up elf,” he growled and Aquilan reluctantly fell silent.

Felaenya was not willing to risk her husband’s life. She would not hesitate to humiliate herself to prevent him from being harmed. She got down on her hands and knees and was relieved when Rimek pulled his dagger away from Aquilan’s throat and sheathed it.

“Now crawl around, slave,” Rimek commanded and Felaenya began crawling around in her hands and knees. “Part your legs wider. Wiggle your ass,” Rimek growled, and a humiliated Felaenya did as commanded. “Look at that ass wiggle. Look at that glistening cunt. Your former wife sure is a slutty little animal,” Rimek mocked Aquilan.

Felaenya caught that Rimek had referred to her as Aquilan’s former wife. Aquilan was still her spouse. But she surmised that perhaps in the orc’s eyes, she was now a slave and that being enslaved had severed her former bond with her husband. Or she was an animal as Rimek had just referred to her. Perhaps that dissolved her marriage in the orcs’ eyes.

As she crawled around, shaking her ass, Felaenya was humiliated to degrade herself like this but she was desperate to do whatever she could to protect Aquilan. She kept her head down, unable to look towards Aquilan, or Taladiir, who she could hear was crying softly again.

As she humiliated herself, Felaenya thought of the other elf maidens she had seen. She thought of the two young sisters who were ravaged in front of her. She thought of Imryll, the daughter of one of Aquilan’s chief advisors, who had obvious signs of being cruelly ravaged when Felaenya saw her. She realized that, at least of yet, the abuse and humiliation she had suffered had been substantially less. But she knew it was only a matter of time before she suffered the same sort of abuse. Perhaps she would not be raped until she was delivered to the leader of the orc horde, Grimnor. But she knew there were plenty of other terrible abuses she could suffer before then. And once she was delivered to Grimnor, she fully expected she would suffer a lifetime of rape and abuse. Felaenya fought back tears as she continued crawling around like an animal.

Rimek grew tired of watching Felaenya crawling around. He pointed down at the ground in front of him. “Sut crawl over and kneel at my feet,” he ordered.

Felaenya crawled over. She sat on her knees and Rimek frowned. “Sit back on your heels and part your knees wide to reveal your cunt. Thrust out your tits.  That is how slaves kneel,” he said, and Felaenya adjusted her position, her cheeks reddening more. “Your cunt now belongs to orcs. It is our property. You have no right to shield it from our view,” Rimek explained and Felaenya glanced down between her parted thighs seeing how her sex was now obscenely displayed.

Rimek turned to Aquilan. “Your former wife makes a fine slave,” he said. When Aquilan glared at him, Rimek punched him hard in the stomach, doubling him over. Then he turned back to Felaenya.

“Now turn around and present your ass to me and your former husband,” Rimek ordered and Felaenya turned so that she was facing away from Aquilan and the orc chieftain. “Lower your face to the ground and raise your ass. Part your thighs wider. Give us a nice view of your holes,” Rimek commanded. Felaenya closed her eyes, her lips trembling and she lowered her head and raised her ass, spreading her thighs. Rimek turned to Aquilan and pointed towards Felaenya. “Did you fuck both her ass and her cunt, King? Now those holes belong to the orcs. We will pound those holes like no elf ever could.” Aquilan lowered his head and stared at the ground, utterly humiliated. He was trembling, terrified for his wife.

But Rimek grabbed Aquilan’s chin and forced him to turn and look at his wife. “Look at her thighs smeared with her juices. It turns her on to be a slave. Because that is the natural state of all elf maidens. They yearn to be slaves to powerful orcs,” he said. “To be a slut to powerful orcs.”

Felaenya started to cry softly. She wanted to tell Aquilan she hated all of this and that an orc had forcibly molested her and made her grow aroused against her will. But she dared not speak out of turn and so she knelt there on all fours, ashamed.

Rimek bent down. One arm still wrapped around Aquilan securing him, he reached forward with his free hand and cupped Felaenya sex. She jumped as soon as his hand touched her. She grunted then when she felt the orc’s fingers begin to push inside her. Rimek chuckled as he thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy. “She has a slick little cunt. Yes, your former wife is a wanton little slut,” Rimek remarked. He pulled his fingers free and sniffed them and then showed Aquilan how they glistened. “Did you ever make your wife aroused like that? I doubt it; you are a weak, puny elf.

Rimek bent down again and this time he began to push his middle finger into Felaenya’s ass, making her grunt again. “Very tight,” Rimek remarked. “You never answered my other question elf, did you ever fuck her ass?” Humiliated at how helpless he was to protect his wife, Aquilan closed his eyes and shook his head no. “A shame,” Rimek replied. “You missed out. And unfortunate for her too. I imagine it is better for an elf maiden to getting used to being ass fucked by a small elf cock before she has to take an orc cock up her ass. But she will adjust eventually. She will be ass fucked so many times that she will learn to love it.”

Felaenya fought back her tears and she could hear Nylalaea and Enyssia crying softly, no doubt because it was sinking in for them that they too would suffer being sodomized as well.

“Alright, kneel again slave, facing me,” Rimek ordered Felaenya and she was actually happy to kneel in a slightly less degrading and humiliating position than to be on all fours with her ass thrust in the air, presenting her orifices to her orc captor. At least in this position only hew pussy was lewdly displayed with her ass planted on her heels. She stared down at Rimek’s boots as she knelt there, unable to look up at Aquilan.

Rimek grinned as she looked down at the kneeling queen. He turned again to Aquilan. “I wonder how much your former wife will be willing to show her submissive side to save you and your son from being viciously whipped.” He turned and looked down at Felaenya. “Aright slave. Unless you want me to whip your son and former husband so hard that the flesh is torn from their backs, you will do everything I command. Is that understood, slave?”

Choking back a sob, Felaenya whimpered, “Yes, Master.”

“Fish my cock out from pants. It is time you learned to properly suck orc cock,” Rimek ordered her. Felaenya looked up at Rimek, horrified. The thought of being forced to do something like that in front of her husband was unthinkable. “Do not make me repeat an order, slave,” Rimek growled, clearly growing impatient. Felaenya closed her eyes and sighed. She told herself she had to do this to save Aquilan and Taladiir from vicious abuse. She opened her eyes and sat up on her knees and with trembling hands she started to lower Rimek’s pants. She gasped when his cock sprang from his lowered pants. It was massive. Almost as thick as her arm. The thought of trying to get that into her mouth was a nightmare. The thought of that giant thing being forced into one of her other orifices was unthinkable. She stared at the cock, dread and fear in her eyes.

“My cock needs a nice tongue bath. Stick out your tongue and start licking it, up and down the shaft. You better not miss a spot.” Rimek ordered.

Felaenya tried to muster the courage to do as commanded. She stuck out her tongue and leaned in and placed her tongue on the base of Rimek’s cock. The taste of his unwashed cock was horrible and disgusted her. It tasted of sweat and who knew what other fluids. She assumed the orc had likely forced himself upon numerous elf maidens when taking the city and castle. She slowly slid her tongue up the shaft of his cock until she reached the head of his cock and then she slid her tongue down again. She turned her head so that her tongue was in a new spot and repeated the motion, letting her tongue glide up and down the orc’s cock. She wanted to throw up. She wanted to start sobbing. But she pushed aside her disgust and her trauma and kept at it, telling herself again she would do whatever she could to lessen the suffering of her husband and son.

Rimek grabbed Aquilan’s head and pushed it down so he was forced to watch as his wife licked his cock. “Keep going, slut. Don’t stop until I tell you,” he commanded Felaenya. As Felaenya glided her tongue up and down Rimek’s cock, she was horrified that it began to grow even harder and longer and she realized he had not even been fully erect earlier. Now it was as thick as her forearm. She shuddered at the thought of being fucked by such a massive cock.

Rimek looked down at Felaenya. “Beg for me to fuck your mouth, slave” he growled.

She glared back up at him, hatred in her eyes. What he had commanded was unthinkable.

But Felaenya knew it was necessary to keep her husband and son safe.

“Please Master, please fuck my mouth and throat,” Felaenya whimpered, her cheeks burning hot.

“Open your mouth wide. And stuck out your tongue flat across your lower teeth. If I feel any teeth, you will be whipped,” Rimek instructed her. Her eyes tearing up more, Felaenya opened her mouth as wide as she could and stuck out her tongue.

Rimek grabbed his cock and positioned it in front of Felaenya’s open mouth. He began to push it in past her lips. He began to thrust, slowly at first, pushing his cock a little further into her mouth with each slow thrust. He smirked as he saw the tears begin falling down her cheeks. Eventually, his thrusts began to poke at the entrance to her throat, causing Felaenya to immediately gag. Rimek grinned again, turned on by the gagging noises emanating from Felaenya’s throat. He reached out and grabbed her head, now that his cock was buried in her throat. He started thrusting, holding her head in place with his hands as he used her mouth for his pleasure.

Felaenya’s jaw began to ache as she struggled to open it wide enough. Rimek began thrusting faster, driving his cock deep into her throat. Her gagging grew louder as the orc thrusted harder and faster. Felaenya began lurching and her throat convulsed around the cock thrusting into it, causing her throat to bulge as the cock pushed in deep.

The tears were now pouring down Felaenya’s cheeks as her throat was abused. She could hardly breathe. She could feel drool and snot and tears pouring down her face and chin. The sound of her gagging and lurching made Rimek ram his cock into her mouth harder and faster. The more he face fucked her, the more she gagged, and the sound aroused him and made him thrust even harder. The dethroned queen coughed, spluttered, lurched, and gagged as the orc’s massive cock was driven in and out of her throat.

After a few minutes of pounding Felaenya’s throat, Rimek buried his cock in her throat and remained there. She sputtered and her throat croaked as she struggled to breathe. She struggled and began to thrash around before Rimek finally withdrew his cock and she gasped for breath, drool spilling down her chin onto her breasts.

Felaenya only got a couple gasps of air before Rimek pushed his cock down her throat again and resumed his thrusting, making Felaenya wail in dismay until the cock cut off her air and the noise. Rimek gripped her hair harder and began thrusting at full speed. Felaenya once again began choking and gagging. Her mouth was fucked without end. As Rimek continued to fuck Felaenya’s mouth and throat, her hands went up and she grabbed his legs for support.

Rimek paused his thrusting again, and his cock withdrew from her mouth, Felaenya coughed up a bunch of drool as she gasped for breath. Her throat was sore from the abuse it had taken and she prayed that Rimek finished soon.

“Hands back down on your thighs, slut!” Rimek growled, and Felaenya took her hands off of his legs. Her gasping for breath was cut off as Rimek grabbed her head again and shoved his cock back into her mouth and resumed his hard thrusting. Once again, Felaenya began gagging, lurching, and choking as her throat was pounded relentlessly.

Felaenya did not want to look up at her husband. She knew as humiliating as this was for her, it was just as humiliating for him to helplessly watch as his wife was abused and assaulted.

As the wet sounds of Felaenya’s gagging and lurching filled the room, she eventually noticed she was not the only one making those noises. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Nylalaea and Enyssia were now on their knees, their mouths being used by a pair of goblins, one of them Hadguk. The goblins had their hands on the two elf maiden sisters’ heads and from the gagging noises the two elf maidens were making, it was clear that the goblins were pounding their throats just like Rimek was doing to Felaenya. Felaenya felt tremendous pity for Nylalaea and Enyssia. As bad as this was for her, she knew they were young and innocent and even less suited than her to suffer such humiliating abuse.

But soon, their plight was forgotten and her own was back in her mind, as Rimek relentlessly fucked her mouth and throat. It seemed to go on for an eternity. He would pause his thrusting on occasion, likely to prolong it and avoiding climaxing, she assumed. If she was lucky, he would pause with his cock out of her mouth so she could gasp for air. Other times he would pause his thrusting with his cock buried in her throat until she started thrashing, desperate for air.

This continued for what seemed like an eternity but then finally, Rimek pulled his cock from her mouth and it exploded, spraying his cum all over Felaenya’s face. Rimek roared with his pleasure as he sent spurt after spurt of cum all over her face. When he finally stopped climaxing, he shoved his cock back into her mouth. “Lick and suck it clean,” he ordered. Without any resistance, Felaenya sucked his cock and swirled her tongue around his shaft and cleaning off the cum.

When she was finished, Rimek pulled his cock from her mouth and pulled up his pants. He looked at Aquilan and pointed down at Felaenya. Aquilan looked at his wife with sad eyes, looking at her face covered with drool, spit, and cum. “See, your wife will make a fine slut for the orc horde,” Rimek said. Tears began to fall down Aquilan’s cheeks and Felaenya began to sob. She started to wonder if death for all of them, her included, was a better fate than this humiliation of slavery.

…………….

Thaconia was babbling. “Please Master, I will be a good slave! Please do not whip me anymore!” She was suspended under a tree with rope, her arms high above her head, her legs parted wide. In her position, her back, ass, and even her pussy were completely exposed and vulnerable to the whip. The orc Kraregg was holding the whip. He was ignoring Thaconia’s desperate pleas. He was intent on breaking the queen of Alyoshara.

Kraregg let the whip fly through the air. With a loud crack, the leather struck her back, wrapping around her left shoulder. Thaconia’s body arched in shock and her head reared up and she let a pained scream.

Even before her pain scream stopped, the whip sliced through the air again, striping the pale flesh of her back again. Her screaming increased in intensity as her body convulsed.

Kraregg waited until Thaconia stopped thrashing around in agony and then let the whip fly again. It struck her lower back, curling around her waist and fiercely stinging her stomach.

“Please Master! I will be a good slut! I will suck your cock! Please no more whipping!” Thaconia wailed. Kraregg was not interested in having his cock sucked at the moment. He raised the whip again and let it fly. There was a crack and Thaconia’s body jerked around in pain as she felt a fiery sting across both her ass cheeks.

Another loud crack followed and Thaconia’s pained howls sounded through the forest as the fifth stroke sliced again into her ass, and a second weal striped her ass cheeks. Kraregg enjoyed the way her ass jiggled when the leather struck it and how her beautiful curvy ass was striped. He delivered two more hard slashes against her ass, making Thaconia wail in agony as her body bucked and thrashed in its bound position.

She was sobbing now, in too much pain to beg for mercy. Kraregg directed his attention next to the back of her thighs, slashing them with the whip.

Thaconia looked back over her shoulder, a pleading, pained look in her eyes. “Please, Master!” she cried. Her plea turned into an agonized scream as the whip struck the back of her thighs again, and then again.

Kraregg had striped Thaconia’s back, thighs, and ass now and he decided it was time to add some more stripes across her body. His next blow struck her across the upper back, and another scream was torn from her lungs. Without respite, Kraregg immediately sent the next stroke whistling into the quivering mounds of Thaconia’s ass. The searing pain made another agonized scream escape Thaconia’s lungs.

Kraregg took his time, carefully aiming the whip to add a bloody stripe across an unmarked part of her flesh. He moved between her back and ass and thighs. Thaconia’s voice soon gave out from her screaming and wailing so that she could do was buck wildly and thrash around in agony as the whip bit into her tender flesh.

After a few dozen lashes, Kraregg decided he would up the agonizing pain. He raised the whip and let it fly, this time striking her between her parted legs. The pain was unbearable and Thaconia found her voice again as a raspy scream was torn from her gaping mouth. She bucked wildly from the fierce searing sting she felt between her legs.

Kraregg whipped her pussy a second time and then a third, pleased at how loudly Thaconia screamed in agony and how her body shook and spasmed. After the third lash of her sex, Kraregg paused, letting Thaconia hang limply and sob.

And then after the brief respite, he raised the whip and continued, slashing her ass again, twice. Her choking screams and sobs bounced around the forest. He started delivering more strokes in quick success up and down her back and ass and thighs.

By the time he was finished, blood and sweat was pouring off the barely conscious elf queen’s body. Any time she was on the verge of passing out, Kraregg would aim the whip between her legs, slicing it into her tender sex and waking her up with pained convulsions and sobs.

But finally, the pain was too much and Thaconia’s mind shut down. Her head slumped down as she fainted from the pain. Kraregg smiled. He knew when she woke up, she would be much more pliable. He would make her beg to be fucked in the ass and he knew she would eagerly do so, desperate to avoid the pain of the whip. Kraregg had broken many slaves and this queen was just another slave to be broken.

(End of Part 3, to be continued...)