The Tale of Felaenya: Part 11 – The Farm Camp

Felaenya and Nylalaea watched sorrowfully as Hadguk made Enyssia suck Taladiir’s softening cock clean.

Gripping her hair, Hadguk forced Enyssia’s head forward and she opened her mouth and took the cock into it. She obediently began sucking. Hadguk held her head there for about a minute and then pulled her away. She had only been made to suck Taladiir’s cock to clean it off; he had already climaxed. Taladiir had just been bred with Enyssia. Enyssia using her mouth to clean him off afterwards was what amounted to the only intimate moment the former husband and wife could share.

Taladiir’s eyes were closed. His face was red with shame. However, he had moaned in pleasure while Hadguk had forced Enyssia to hump him. Felaenya could not help herself but feel disgust as she had watched Taladiir appearing to be enjoying himself. Enyssia was forced to mate with Aquilan before that. It was the early morning and now the sixth day in a row that Enyssia had been forced to mate with Taladiir and Aquilan. Felaenya knew it was a virtual certainty that Enyssia, dosed with breeding potion, was pregnant by now. Either by the captive male elf at the labor camp she had been bred with the first day or by Taladiir or Aquilan on the days that followed. Of all the cruelties that Felaenya had witnessed the orcs and goblins inflict on elves, she thought this was by far the worst. The elf captives were degraded and treated like animals in numerous ways. But to be bred like an animal meant that Enyssia would be forced to give birth to a baby she would never get to hold. The baby would be taken from her to be raised as a slave, to never know their parents or freedom. Felaenya knew that Nylalaea, pregnant with Felaenya’s grandchild would suffer the same cruel fate.

When Enyssia was finished licking Taladiir’s cock clean, the elves were hitched to the wagon. Hadguk and Zrollalk hopped aboard the wagon and the elves began to haul it. Soon, all of the elves were panting, sweat pouring off their bodies, but random slashes by the goblins’ whips kept them going.

The entire time, Felaenya thought of her grandchild growing in Enyssia’s womb. If it was a boy, would it even get to live? She suspected not, which horrified her. If it was a girl, how cruel would her life be. Would it be better if she never even knew freedom? These horrible thoughts dominated Felaenya’s mind as she pulled the wagon.

By mid-afternoon, Felaenya’s whole body ached and she felt like she was going to collapse. Her back stung fiercely. The goblins had been quite liberal with their whipping that day and Felaenya was sure that the skin on her back and ass had broken in several places and was bleeding. It was hard to tell for sure with the sweat pouring off her body as well. The flies were also bad today, attracted to her sweat or blood and her back was covered in stinging, itching bites. She was completely miserable.

As they continued their march, Felaenya saw some orcs marching in the distance. At first, she assumed they were some of the orcs that were marching ahead of them to escort them to Argothrond. But as the orcs drew closer, she realized these were not those orcs. These orcs had captive elf maidens with them, a few coffles of captives, perhaps a few hundred elf maidens in total. They were stripped naked, with terrified looks on their faces. Most were caked in dirt and sweat. Many had dirty orc handprints on their thighs or hips, Felaenya assumed where orcs had gripped them when ravaging them. Few if any looked to have been spared being ravaged by the conquering orcs from the look of it.

The captives consisted of young and old elf maidens, though Felaenya did not see any young children. When they had received reports about the invasion of Argothrond, Felaenya was told that the orcs separated the youngest elf maidens to be raised in camps, with the expectation that they would only be utilized as sex slaves after they reached maturity. Felaenya guessed that this must be every elf maiden from whatever village had been sacked, save for the young girls.

Orcs with whips were slashing at the captives to keep them moving. Cries rang out with every crack of the whip. These elf maidens were experiencing the same hell as Felaenya and her family. And Felaenya assumed more and more elf maidens throughout their kingdom were experiencing this same hell as the orcs’ invasion continued. She wondered if the promised troops from the kingdoms of Ullfaserine, Helrion, and Rynhil had ever arrived. If they had, their arrival had not helped the fate of these elf maidens. Felaenya had the dreadful thought that perhaps the other kingdoms had turned back their aid when the capitol had fallen. But seeing these poor elf maidens from a sacked village and the elves before that in the labor camp, Felaenya prayed that was not the case. There were so many cities, towns, and villages that needed to be saved from this terrible fate.

When the wagon drew closer to the orcs with the coffles of captives, Hadguk called out to the orcs. “Where dd you get the elf cunts? And where are you taking them?”

“We sacked a village about 50 miles to the south. And we are taking them to a farm camp that is a few miles away,” an orc called back.

“Let’s check out the farm camp,” Zrollalk suggested to Hadguk, and Hadguk agreed. Hadguk ordered the royal family to start following the coffle of slaves. Felaenya was glad that they might get to take a break early that day while the goblins viewed the camp. But she dreaded seeing the camp itself, and some of her former subjects forced to slave away in it.

Felaenya and her family started following the coffles of captives. Orcs continued whipping randomly at the captives to keep them moving at a quick pace, and any time they did, it seemed that Zrollalk or Hadguk sent their whips flying to strike at the royal family, almost as if the goblins did not want to be outdone by the orcs in their cruelty and brutality. Any doubts by Felaenya that her back was bleeding were laid to rest as it was thrashed over and over.

As they travelled down the road, Felaenya began to see fields in the distance and figures working in them. As they drew closer, Felaenya could see that the figures were naked elf maidens. Most were pushing or pulling plows, or tilling the land with hand tools and breaking up the soil. Felaenya assumed that they were preparing the soil to grow crops, likely various grains based on the reports they had heard about similar slave camps that the orcs set up in Argothrond. Grains that would be used to feed both the orc invaders in Elevosia and the slaves they captured.

Orcs with whips were walking among the elf maidens, whipping the slaves to keep them working. As they drew closer still, Felaenya could see that most of the elf maidens were caked in dirt and sweat. They looked exhausted as they worked hard to plow the land.

As they continued to traverse the road, Felaenya started to appreciate the immense size of the labor camp. There were slaves tilling the land for as far as the eye could see. The entire countryside was being plowed to be converted into fields for crops. And she figured this was just one of many farm camps that the orcs had set up in her kingdom. It sunk in for Felaenya how many orcs there must be in Elevosia, and how many slaves they must have captured, if they plowing fields for so many mouths to feed.

As they continued walking, Felaenya eventually saw a series of buildings ahead. The orcs herded the coffles of captives in that direction and Felaenya and her family followed. As they drew nearer, Felaenya could see that the buildings made up a small village, something the orcs must have seized from dead and enslaved elves. They reached the buildings and a large group of orcs milling about around them.

“We have new chattel for you,” an orc that was escorting the coffles of captives called out.

“Excellent,” an orc from the village replied. He came over to inspect the elf maidens, walking down the line. Occasionally he would stop in front of an elf maiden to give a closer inspection. The orc would grope and pinch the flesh of the elf maiden and Felaenya noticed he was usually focused on the elf maiden’s arms and legs, and not her breasts, ass, or sex as the orcs were typically focused on during their inspections of slaves. Felaenya surmised it was because these elf maidens were considered predominantly beast of burden, not sex slaves. Though if the reports she had heard were correct, they would be also sex slaves on top of their lives of forced labor. Apart from the very young, no elf maiden was spared being used for sex by the orc conquerors.

The orc finished his inspections. “You can take them to the east side of this settlement; we have stations set up to brand and collar them,” he said. With a few cracks of their whips, the orcs began herding the new captives east. But Zrollalk and Hadguk did not have the royal family follow. The goblins hopped off the wagon and Hadguk announced himself. He then gestured towards Felaenya and her family. “And meet the royal family of Kahshara, captured and enslaved when we took their capitol.”

The orcs hurried over, eager to get a closer look. “You want to have them branded?” an orc asked.

Hadguk shook his head. “We will let Grimnor’s clan do that. But we just wanted to stop at the camp for some rest and so that the king and queen can see more of their former subjects working hard to serve the orc horde.”

“You should take them to see Yegoth,” one of the orcs replied. “He is the head overseer of this farm camp. He is in the center of this settlement. I am sure he would love to see some royal elf cunt.”

Hadguk agreed. He unhitched Felaenya, Nylalaea and Enyssia from the wagon but left Aquilan and Taladiir hitched to it. Hadguk and Zrollalk led Felaenya, Nylalaea, and Enyssia into the center of the village.

There they saw an orc. A young elf maiden was on her knees in front of him servicing the orc with her mouth. She was holding the base of his cock with one hand and her head was bobbing up and down quickly, her lips wrapped around the head of the orc’s cock. Felaenya could see that the elf maiden had been lashed recently with a whip. Her back and ass were covered in ugly dark red stripes, many of them bleeding.

Another elf maiden was kneeling nearby watching with sorrowful eyes, as the young elf maiden serviced the orc with her mouth. The elf maiden observing was a little older but Felaenya noticed right away the resemblance between the two elves. Felaenya wondered if they were mother and daughter. The older elf maiden’s back, ass, and breasts were similarly covered in welts from a lashing. Other marks were faded. It looked like she had been whipped numerous times over the past days or weeks.

Hadguk announced himself and the royal slaves with him. The orc was grunting, his eyes half closed as the young elf maiden serviced him but his attention was immediately on Felaenya, Nylalaea and Enyssia. The orc introduced himself as Yegoth.

“If you would like a queen or princess to finish serving your cock, feel free,” Hadguk generously offered to Yegoth.

Yegoth grinned and he reached down and grabbed the hair of the elf maiden servicing him and yanked her head away. “This lazy cunt and her mother over there were complaining they needed break so I had them whipped and now she is trying to earn her way back to serving in the farm camp. But I won’t pass up the opportunity for an elf queen to suck my cock.” He glared down at the elf maiden and then the older elf maiden, whom was now confirmed as the younger elf’s mother. “I will let you go back to work. If you are lazy again, you will get much worse than a whipping. And you will only get half rations of slave gruel for the rest of the week.” He waved over another orc who snapped leashes on to the collars of the two elf maidens and led them away. They were ordered to crawl on all fours as they were led away. Felaenya thought bitterly that to give those poor elf maidens half portions of what she guessed were already meager portions of slave gruel would not at all help them overcome their exhaustion and pain to work harder.

But then a slap to her ass by Hadguk interrupted her thoughts. “You heard the orc, slave. Service his cock.”

“Yes, Master,” Felaenya whimpered and she hurried over and got on her knees at Yegoth’s feet. His cock was erect and jutting out, and glistening with the saliva of the young elf maiden who had just been servicing it. Felaenya felt fortunate that much of the work had already been done and she quickly got to work, wrapping her lips around the head of the orc’s cock.

As she did, she realized the orc’s cock was massive. Felaenya realized there was no way she would get the whole thing into her mouth and throat, even with the skills she had picked up since her enslavement. She struggled to wrap her lips around even the head of Yegoth’s cock.

Knowing she could not get such a massive cock down her throat, Felaenya began flicking at the tip of Yegoth’s cock with her tongue while she began to use her hands to stroke his shaft. For a while, Yegoth appeared to be satisfied and Felaenya was relieved. She continued stroking the orc’s cock and flicking at the head with her tongue while gently sucking on it. But eventually Yegoth demanded more. He grabbed the back of Felaenya’s head and pulled it forward, driving his thick cock into her throat. Felaenya began gagging and lurching. She was helpless as the orc held her head and began thrusting, driving his cock in and out of her throat. Felaenya struggled to breath and she violently gagged each time Yegoth’s cock pushed deep into the back of her throat.

Fortunately for Felaenya, Yegoth did not last too long. He groaned loudly as he climaxed and pulled his cock back from the back of her throat so that his cum filled Felaenya’s mouth, forcing her to quickly swallow. The orc pulled back even further to send the last couple of spurts to splash across her face. Yegoth looked down at Felaenya and smirked. “That is how an elf queen should look, with her delicate little face covered in orc cum,” he remarked. “Our war chieftain will be lucky to get the chance to pound her other holes and fill those with orc cum too.”

Without even being prompted, Felaenya leaned in again and licked up the last but of cum from the tip of Yegoth’s cock. Yegoth nodded in approval. “See, they are natural slaves and instinctively know what is expected of them,” he remarked. Felaenya thought bitterly that it was not instinct, but cruel and brutal training by the orcs that had taught her these skills, but she of course dared not voice her objection. When Yegoth’s cock was clean, Felaenya used her fingers to scoop as much of the cum from her face and then lick it up from her fingers. She had been taught that as a slave, she was not allowed to let an orc or goblin Master’s cum spill to the ground. And she also decided licking it up was preferable to letting it dry on her face. “She can’t get enough orc cum,” Yegoth remarked as he watched her.

“Alright sluts, time to get you back to the wagon,” Hadguk said to Felaenya, Nylalaea and Enyssia. “You will need your rest. We have a long day of travelling tomorrow so we can cross the border to Argothrond.”

Felaenya’s humiliation was replaced with a sense of dread. Soon they would be in Argothrond. Which meant that they would soon be in the clutches of Grimnor.

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The sound of flesh slapping flesh and the wet squelches echoed through the forest as Thaconia straddled Kraregg, bouncing up and down so that her slick pussy slid up and down on his cock. Thaconia bit her lip to stifle a moan. She was humiliated at her intense arousal and did not want to reveal it to Kraregg. Though her slick pussy twitching around his cock as she rode him was evidence enough. The intense sensations in her loins were what she yearned to feel, but she was also desperately fighting them. She was a proud queen of the most powerful kingdom in Elevosia. Or she had been. Now she was a sex slave to the orc horde. A sweaty, panting, aroused, slut of a sex slave, she thought bitterly. Here pussy was literally dripping with arousal around the cock she was riding. The sensations felt so good as his thick cock stretched and pounded into her needy pussy. She thought of her daughters. So young and innocent. She knew it was almost inevitable that they too would eventually suffer this fate. Brutal defilement by the orcs. But also these sensations. Would they too come to crave these sensations like she was, Thaconia wondered. Would they become the mindless sluts that she was becoming? Thaconia pushed that dreadful thought away and focused on the intense pleasure she felt. That ecstasy was a refuge from the nightmarish thoughts that flooded her mind.

“Ride me harder, slut,” Kraregg sternly barked, tugging at the chain leash attached to her collar. Thaconia complied without hesitation, thrusting her hips up and down more rapidly. This only increased the warm pulses she felt deep in her loins. She gasped and this time she was not able to stifle her loud moan.

Her ass slapped hard against Kraregg’s thighs as she rode him. It felt so good! It clearly felt good for him too as Kraregg groaned in pleasure as her cunt milked his cock. The intense sensations that Thaconia was feeling were rapidly becoming overwhelming. She felt her resistance slipping away and her body giving itself over to her arousal. She could feel the heat from her arousal wash over her. Thaconia moaned again as she continued bouncing up and down at a rapid pace, driving Kraregg’s cock in and out of her pulsing cunt. The waves of pleasure intensified and Thaconia’s pussy began clenching around Kraregg’s cock.

Thaconia squeezed her eyes shut and she felt a tear slide down her cheek. Even in her intense aroused state, she was ashamed and humiliated at how she had transformed from a proud queen to this. Her pussy began twitching harder. Kraregg started thrusting his hips to meet her own thrusts, driving his cock even deeper into her aroused pussy. Thaconia threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy. In an intense explosion, Thaconia’s pussy gushed as wave after wave of pleasure hit her. She cried out loudly as the orgasm overtook her.

Thaconia’s eyes popped open, her pupils rolling back as she moaned in pleasure; she lost herself completely to the overpowering climax. As her cunt clenched and spasmed around Kraregg’s cock, her hips continued pumping, more of her juices spilling and gushing around Kraregg’s thick shaft. Finally, she let out a final moan and collapsed against Kraregg, basking in the overwhelming climax and the release it provided her. As Thaconia’s orgasm began to subside, Kraregg grabbed her hips and yanked her off his lap before flipping her around and putting her on the ground on her hands and knees. When he positioned behind her, Thaconia parted her legs wider and zhe let out a soft moan as she felt his cock begin to push into her slick channel once more.

Keeping one hand on her hips. Kraregg leaned forward and grabbed Thaconia’s hair with his other hand and pushed her head down into the dirt. He then began thrusting hard. The sound of flesh slapping found once again echoed through the forest. Thaconia let out a series or aroused gasps and moans, her voice muffled by the ground as she was taken hard by the orc Master. Suddenly her soft moans turned to a high-pitched squeal. She was shocked as she began to climax again so quickly after the last time, the throbbing aches and pangs inside her assailing her once again, making her whole body shake with pleasure. As her core exploded into a powerful orgasm, another deluge of creamy juices spurted from her and around the orc cock pounding into her. Thaconia’s whole body twitched as she rode the pleasurable waves of her second orgasm.

Kraregg started thrusting harder, driving his cock into her deeper and harder and faster than before, her tight spasming cunt milking his cock. Kraregg groaned loudly and Thaconia felt his cock pulsing inside her as he unleashed a torrent of cum into her pussy.

When he finished cumming. Kraregg withdrew his cock from Thaconia, with a loud, lewd slurping sound. Thaconia flipped around and, without being ordered, she began licking and sucking the orc’s cock clean. She felt no humiliation or shame or fear or regret. She felt only bliss.

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