The Tale of Felaenya: Part 13 – Three Sluts Are Trained

“Wake up, sluts!” an orc shouted.

Felaenya’s eyes fluttered open and she groaned. She was lying on the floor of the cell. Her throat was sore and her jaw ached, both remnants of the day and night prior when countless orcs had used her mouth and throat for their pleasure. Worse than her jaw and throat was the harsh, burning sting she felt deep in her thigh from her branding. She glanced down at it; it was red and blistering. Her eyes teared up as she thought of living with this shameful mark for the rest of her life. She doubted it would heal without scarring with as deep as it had been seared into her flesh. Elves healed very well but flesh scarred and scorched that deeply was not likely to heal.

Felaenya heard a soft moan and she turned and saw Enyssia and Nylalaea lying beside her. They were both still unconscious but Nylalaea was started to stir and had moaned as the orc’s shouts awakened her. Her younger sister soon followed. Both sisters were covered in bruises and dried and drying orc cum. They had suffered a much rougher ordeal than Felaenya had. Unlike with Felaenya, the orcs had not been limited to using only their mouths to sate the orcs’ lust. Their lower orifices were red and swollen from the abuse they had suffered. Rivulets of cum oozed from them.

Felaenya looked around, hoping that Aquilan and Taladiir were also in the cell but they were nowhere to be seen. She prayed they were OK. She had not seen them since they had been taken away for interrogation.

The door to the cell was opened and a pair of orcs stepped inside carrying bowls of water and slave gruel. The orcs set the bowls down on the floor and Felaenya got up onto her hands and knees and crawled over. She dipped her mouth into a bowl of water and thirstily drank. The water was warm and stagnant, but it quenched her thirst and soothed her sore, abused throat. After she drank, Felaenya moved over to a slave gruel bowl and dipped her face in to eat. She hungrily slurped up the porridge of grains and fish pieces. It was disgusting but she had grown accustomed to the taste. It had been her only diet since her capture. And regardless, she was too hungry to care. Worse than the taste was how she was required to eat the gruel. Slaves were animals and not permitted to use their hands to eat.

She was required to kneel on all fours and push her face into the bowl. She was also required to keep her ass raised and her thighs parted so her pussy and ass were on display. This drive home for her that she was now a mere animal in the eyes of her new masters even more than her branding. And Felaenya knew it was to degrade and humiliate them. Perhaps as a way of further breaking and conditioning them. Or perhaps just for the orcs’ entertainment.

Enyssia and Nylalaea crawled to their own bowls beside Felaenya and they too hungrily ate and drank. The noises of the three elf maidens slurping up their slave gruel filled the room. As she ate, Felaenya heard footsteps as an orc moved behind the elf maidens. A moment later a hand slid between her parted legs and began rubbing her slit. Felaenya instinctively parted her legs wider but otherwise ignored the orc as she continued to hungrily eat the meager portion of slave gruel she had been given. “I can’t wait until Grimnor fucks you so that this cunt is available to all of us,” the orc said as he continued rubbing her sex with his fingers. Felaenya was too hungry and had been degraded in so many ways since her captivity that she was hardly bothered by an orc lewdly rubbing her genitals as she ate. In fact, it bothered her more that she had given up to the point that she was not bothered by the abuse.

As Felaenya was slurping up the last of the gruel, the orc’s hand pulled away and he stepped back. He moved behind Enyssia and crouched down behind her, sliding his hand between her parted thighs and rubbing her sex, just as he had done with Felaenya. “Hurry up and finish your slave gruel so I can fuck you,” the orc said.

Enyssia lifted her head up from her bowl. “Please Master, I am so sore from yesterday,” she whimpered.

“Would you prefer I fuck you sister’s ass instead, slut?” the orc growled.

“No, Master, please fuck my cunt,” Enyssia whimpered, choking back a sob, before dipping her head in the bowl again to hurriedly eat the last of her slave gruel. Felaenya licked up the last of the slave gruel from her bowl as Enyssia was finishing up. The orc dropped his pants and settled in behind Enyssia. He grabbed his already erect cock and lined it up before he drove his hips forward hard, impaling Enyssia’s sex. She let out a pained squeak. The orc grabbed Enyssia’s hip with one hand and her hair with his other as he began thrusting. The clap of flesh against flesh and the orc’s grunts filled the cell. Enyssia knelt on all fours, unmoving save for her body lurching forward with each thrust, her eyes glazed over.

Felaenya watched the orc ravaging Enyssia, and she saw Nylalaea on the other side of Enyssia watching as well. Felaenya could see the guilt washed over Nylalaea’s face, who knew her younger sister had sacrificed herself to save Nylalaea from a worse violation.

Though from the wet squelching noises that had begun to sound as the orc thrust into Enyssia, it appeared to Felaenya that perhaps Enyssia’s body was reacting and growing aroused. Or it could just be the orc cum that surely filled her from the day prior. Felaenya hoped it was the former. Her body growing aroused might shame or humiliate Enyssia but at least it might make her ravishment more bearable. By the way her cheeks were reddened and she was biting her lip, Felaenya suspected that Enyssia’s body was growing aroused. It was better to feel shame and humiliation than pain, Felaenya thought. With as massive as orc cocks were, Felaenya was terrified at the thought of being ravaged by an orc herself, an event she knew was imminent. She did not see how it was possible to experience arousal from having her poor insides reamed by such a massive thing. Then she thought back to her first experiences being ravaged by the goblins and how painful it had been at first. But eventually, the pain had lessened and then her arousal grew more and more each time a goblin forced himself on her, an involuntary reaction but one she could deny.

The orc continued thrusting hard, slamming into Enyssia’s body at a rapid pace. He released her hip, reared his hand back and then swung it hard, slapping her ass, making Enyssia let out another loud squeal. The orc slapped her ass again and again as he continued thrusting, making Enyssia cry out each time her flesh was struck. The orc groaned loudly as he climaxed. He withdrew his softening cock from her pussy with a wet sucking noise and stood up. He moved in front of Nylalaea and pointed to his cock. Nylalaea knew what was expected of her. She rose up higher on her knees and took the cock in her mouth to lick and suck it clean of the orcs and her sister’s sex fluids.

When the orc’s cock was clean save for the shine of Nylalaea’s saliva, he pulled his pants back up. “Alright sluts. Later today you will be presented to the War Chieftain but before that, our head slaver Agdug will be seeing personally to the start of your breaking and conditioning. He told us to put you in slave yokes. Stand up!”

Felaenya slowly stood, her legs wobbly as she did. Some orcs and goblins moved into the room. Three were holding what Felaenya assumed were slave yokes. Each consists of a metal bar with a large metal ring in the center and smaller rings on each end. Felaenya learned their purpose as one of the orcs moved over to her. He opened the center ring on the yoke by a hinge and lifted it, placing it behind Felaenya’s neck and then closing it so that now encircled her throat. With a click, it locked securely. He then roughly grabbed one of her wrists and pulled her arm up and out, placing her wrists towards one of the smaller rings on one end and locking it in place. The other wrist was locked in the opposite ring. Felaenya’s arms were now held immobile, extended out on either side of her head.

Orcs and goblins locked Enyssia and Nylalaea in their own slave yokes.

The elf maidens were ordered to line up. Felaenya stood behind Enyssia and saw the red handprints on her right ass cheek where the orc had slapped her. Felaenya also saw the cum oozing down her thighs. There was a lot of it and Felaenya knew much of it was likely from the day and night prior.

The orcs ordered them to exit the cell and as soon as they were outside of it, they were ordered to kneel. Without the use of her arms, Felaenya had to slowly lower herself. As soon as she was sitting on her heels, she parted her thighs wide and thrust out her chest, displaying her breasts and pussy as expected of her. Enyssia and Nylalaea did the same. For Felaenya, it hardly humiliated her anymore. Compared to the numerous other humiliation and degradations that had been piled onto her, presenting her exposed pussy to orcs was nothing.

They knelt there for a few moments before an orc came down the hall and stood in front of them. Felaenya recognized him; it was the orc that had taken them to be branded. The head slaver, Agdug. “Greetings, sluts,” Agdug said. “Today begins your training. I am sure those goblins started breaking and conditioning you but nothing turns a slave into a submissive slut like hard training from an experienced orc.” He looked down at Felaenya, his eyes clearly focused between her legs at her exposed pussy. “I have been tasked with training you. You will be transformed into the perfect slut, as a former queen being added to the War Chieftain’s collection.” He turned and looked at either side of Felaenya, where Enyssia and Nylalaea were kneeling. “It has not yet been decided who will own you two sluts but it will probably be the Iron Claw Clan that captured you and brought you here. That will ultimately be the War Chieftain’s decision. Until that decision is made and you are given away, you will train beside your former queen slave sister, here.”

He looked between the three slaves. “Have you sluts been trained how to get in position to present your holes?”

“Yes, Master,” the three elf maidens said un unison.

“Well then turn around and bend over and present them!” Agdug snapped. Felaenya slowly spun around so that her back was to Agdug. She slowly leaned forward, with some difficulty as she could not brace or balance herself with her hands locked in the slave yoke. Laying her face on the floor she raised her ass high in the direction of Agdug and parted her thighs. “Normally I like a slave to reach back and spread her ass cheeks to give her masters a better view of her asshole and cunt,” Agdug said. “But you obviously cannot in your slave yokes. But no worry, I can spread them.” Felaenya recalled her first day of capture when the castle was seized and how she had been forced by her captors to bend over and spread her ass cheeks. She had been so humiliated by that. Now that act hardly seemed like anything compared to the abuse, humiliations, and degradations she had endured and witnessed. She wondered what brutalities and humiliations she would be put through today and tomorrow that traumatize her at the moment but then seem routine to her in only a few weeks. She knew that being raped by orcs was almost certainly one of them.

Agdug stepped forward and crouched down behind Felaenya. He reached out with his hands and grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them. He held them apart with the fingers of his left hand and with his right hand he began to prod her asshole.

Felaenya grunted in pain as Agdug pushed a finger into her ass. “Nice and tight, Grimnor will enjoy stretching this out. I am guessing you won’t,” Agdug remarked. He withdrew his finger and then began to push two fingers in, making Felaenya grunt again and begin to squirm. Her face pressed to the floor, she let out a muffled whimper as Agdug began to saw his fingers in and out of her ass. “When an orc puts his cock in your ass or your cunt, you will clench down around it with you muscles to enhance his pleasure,” Agdug said. “Now try it.” Humiliated, Felaenya clenched her sphincter to squeeze Agdug’s fingers. Agdug wiggled his fingers around in Felaenya’s clenched ass for a few more moments before he withdrew them. A moment later, Felaenya felt his fingers pushing into her pussy. Remembering his command, she clenched down with her pelvic muscles to tighten her pussy around the fingers.

“A tight cunt. But it is not very slick right now, which is unacceptable. As a slave, you are a slut. And a slut is expected to always have a juicy, slick cunt, ready to take an orc cock,” Agdug said. He withdrew both hands. “Slave, while I examine your slave sisters, you will juice. You do not have use of your hands right now so you will have to think erotic thoughts to make your cunt nice and juicy. Perhaps you can imagine the had pounding Grimnor will be giving your cunt soon. Think about whatever you like but you will be punished if your cunt is not sufficiently juicy when I return.”

Agdug rose and moved over to Nylalaea and crouched down behind her. He spread her ass cheeks. “Look at all that dried cum around your holes and in your thighs. Looks like you took a hard pounding yesterday. Did you like having your holes pounded by orc cock, slut?” Agdug asked her. When Nylalaea did not respond right away, Agdug gave her ass a hard slap. “You will respond when questioned, slave,” he growled.

“I… I did not like it, Master,” Nylalaea stammered.

“You will grow to love and crave it in time, slut,” Agdug replied. He gave another slap to her ass. “I do not feel like putting my fingers in your holes when they are filled with stale orc cum. We will have to clean those out. He rose and walked over to Enyssia, who was bent over with her ass in the air like the other elf maidens. He crouched down and grabbed her by the hair and yanked her to her feet. Agdug dragged Enyssia over to Nylalaea and forced Enyssia onto her knees behind her sister. Still holding her hair, he shoved her head down, pushing it between Nylalaea’s ass cheeks. “Lick and suck and slurp up all the cum in your slave sister’s holes,” he sternly commanded. “Start with her cunt.”

Enyssia only hesitated a brief moment before she pushed her tongue into her sister’s sex and then began loudly sucking and slurping, trying her best to lick and suck up the cum inside. With her wrists locked in the slave yoke, Enyssia could not balance herself but Agdug half her head in position and pushed her face deep in between her sister’s ass cheeks. “You better get that cunt clean, slut, or I will whip you both,” he growled.

With her face pressed into the floor, Felaenya could not see what was going on. But she had heard Agdug’s commands and could hear the obscene slurping noises and knew what Enyssia was being forced to do. But Felaenya was not focused on that. She was focusing on trying to get herself wet. She was clenching and unclenching her abdominal and pelvic muscles, trying to get aroused from the sensation. She knew she had to think of something to turn her on. She wanted to think about her husband and perhaps a romantic time they had together. But she could not think of Aquilan. Thoughts of him and his possible fate only filled her with dread. So instead, she just tried to imagine herself masturbating. She wanted to press her thighs together to increase the sensation as she clenched and unclenched her muscles but she didn’t dare close her legs. She knew she was required to keep her cunt presented.

“Aright slut, her cunt better be clean. Now get that cum out of her ass,” Agdug growled to Enyssia and he yanked her head up to reposition her mouth. Enyssia began pushing her tongue into Nylalaea’s ass. The cheeks of both sisters were dark red, humiliated at what they were being made to do. Agdug released Enyssia’s hair. “Keep your face in there. You better start sucking up the cum your tongue can’t reach.” Enyssia withdrew her tongue and pressed her lips against her sister’s asshole, trying to suck up any cum she could.

Agdug moved back over to Felaenya. He pushed a pair of fingers into her pussy. “Barely wet, you disobedient slut,” he growled. He reached for the slave flogger fastened to his belt and unfasted it. Agdug raised the flogger and then brought it down hard across Felaenya’s ass cheeks. She howled in pain from the intense stinging pain. Before she could recover from the pain, he slashed the flogger into her ass again. “Ten strikes for your insolence, slave!” Agdug. He started thrashing her again and again. Each strike caused increasing agony and Felaenya was soon sobbing. With the last strike, Agdug swung upwards, slicing the flogger in between her parted legs against her slit. Felaenya screamed in pain and closed her legs, thrashing around in pain. “Ten more lashes for daring to close your legs, slut!” Agdug growled. He swung the flogger again, striking her ass, this time much harder than before. Agdug alternated between striking Felaenya’s ass and her pussy. When he finished the additional lashes, she was sobbing. “Better quit your whining and focusing on juicing or you get it worse the next time,” he growled. He moved back over to Enyssia, who was still trying her best to suck out any remaining cum from Nylalaea’s ass. Agdug grabbed Enyssia and yanked her head away from her sister’s ass.

Agdug put her back on her knees next to Nylalaea and then pushed her head down so that her face was against the floor with her ass raised. Enyssia did not even have to be prompted; she parted her legs and raised her rear higher to ‘present her holes.’

“You must have just been fucked, your cunt is dropping with orc cum,” Agdug announced as he stared at her presented pussy. Agdug moved over to Nylalaea and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her up onto her knees and then her feet. He pulled her around and behind her sister. He held her head and pushed it forward, pressing it in between Enyssia’s ass cheeks. “Return the favor and slurp up all the cum from your sister’s holes,” he commanded. Nylalaea’s cheeks reddened again as she pushed her tongue into her sister’s sex and began slurping loudly, trying to lick and suck up all the cum. Agdug held her face, pushing it hard into Enyssia’s. As he held her there, he glanced over Felaenya. “I will be checking your cunt soon, slut. It better be nice and juicy.”

Felaenya flew into a panic. She did not want to be whipped again. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on something to arouse her. She so desperately wanted to think about Aquilan. But her sadness, dread, and fear when she thought of him trumped any arousal. The arousing thought that popped into her head made her ashamed. The thought was her on all fours and the goblin Hadguk roughly pounded her from behind. She despised Hadguk, of course. Her mind hated it when he forced himself on her. But she knew that her body had grown to enjoy it. Pushing aside her shame, Felaenya knew she had to do what she must to avoid being whipped. As she imagined Hadguk’s cock thrusting into her hard, pounding into her cervix and stretching her pussy, she started to feel a tingle in her loins. She kept focusing on those images, of Hadguk roughly taking and dominating her.

As Felaenya focused on getting ravaged by a goblin to grow aroused, Agdug pulled Nylalaea’s face up higher and order her lo lick and suck the cum out of her sister’s ass. Nylalaea continued with her degrading task. Agdug held her head in position for a few moments before releasing her scalp. “Keep at your task, slave” he growled and he moved back over to Felaenya. Felaenya was still in position, her ass raised as she imagined Hadguk fucking her. The tingle in her loins had intensified. Her arousal was growing, in spite of her shame.

Agdug crouched down and stuck his face right in front of Felaenya’s ass and pussy. Agdug inhaled deeply. “I can smell your aroused cunt, sluit,” he said. “Let’s see if you have juiced well.” He reached up and pushed a pair of fingers into her sex. He thrust them in and out of her pussy a few times, and a wet schlicking noise sounded. “Juicy but not juicy enough,” Agdug growled. “Perhaps your ass and cunt need another whipping.”

“No Master, I beg you, I am trying to be a good slut,” Felaenya whimpered, her voice trembling as she pondered the nightmare of having her pussy and ass thrashed more.

Agdug withdrew his fingers; licking them before he gave her ass a hard slap with his hand. “Tell me what you are doing to juice, slave,” he commanded sternly.

“I am thinking arousing thoughts, Master,” Felaenya whimpered.

“I know that, cunt! What are those thoughts specifically, slut?” Agdug asked.

Felaenya felt her cheeks burning. “I am thinking about when I was fucked by a goblin Master,” she whimpered, shame in her voice.

Agdug chuckled. “If you like goblin cock, I bet you can’t wait to be fucked by a real cock, an orc cock.” If Agdug cared that goblins apparently had laid claim to her royal elf cunt that had been reserved for Grimnor, he did not show it.

Agdug fished his erect cock from his pants and pressed it against Felaenya’s sex and began to rub it up and down her slit. Felaenya’s hips instinctively surged backwards, causing Agdug’s cock to push inside her ever so slightly. Felaenya was horrified when she realized what happened and she quickly pushed forward again. Agdug chuckled again, amused by her reaction. “In time slut all of your holes will be pounded by me a lot when I break and condition you. But not until Grimnor gets to fuck those holes.”

Agdug put his cock back in his pants. He slid his hand between Felaenya’s parted thighs and once again pushed a pair of fingers into her cunt. “You will be delivered to your Master soon and your cunt had better be dropping. Start humping my hand.”

“Yes, Master,” Felaenya whimpered and she started gyrating and thrusting her hips backwards, driving Agdug’s fingers deeper in and out of her pussy. Almost at once, her arousal started to roar. She started thrusting back harder. She was deeply ashamed. She was once a proud elven queen and now she was on all fours, her ass thrust in the air, lewdly humping the hand of an orc. She tried to tell herself she was doing what she had to do to avoid a whipping. But the wet noises echoing through the room as her slick pussy slid up and down on Agdug’s fingers told her it was more than just a survival mechanism.

Agdug watched Felaenya’s ass thrusting back at him for a few moments and licked his lips. He turned and looked over at the sisters. Nylalaea was still tonguing Enyssia’s ass. “You two, lay side to side and lick each other’s cunts. I want your cunts nice and juicy as well when you are presented to the War Chieftain.”

Nylalaea pulled her face away from Enyssia’s ass and she adjusted herself slowly, doing her best to stay balanced with the slave yoke keeping her arms immobile, and she lay on her side. Enyssia sat up and then she turned around and lay on her side, head to toe with Nylalaea. Enyssia pushed her face in between Nylalaea’s thighs and started lapping at her sex. She lifted her leg, allowing Nylalaea to push her own face into Enyssia crotch and to begin licking fervently. Agdug watched, pleased. The two slave sisters had not hesitated to obey his command. He looked back at Felaenya’s gyrating ass. The smell of her arousal had grown stronger, filling the air around her, and her pussy was dripping. Agdug could feel her cunt twitching around his fingers.

He pulled his fingers from her cunt and as he did, Felaenya actually thrust her ass back further as if searching for the orc’s fingers. He slapped her ass and then stood up, grabbing her hair and yanking her to her feet. He pushed his fingers to her lips and Felaenya opened her mouth and took his fingers into her mouth, sucking her creamy juices off.

Agdug turned to watch as Nylalaea and Enyssia continued lapping at each other’s pussies. He pulled his fingers from Felaenya’s mouth and moved over to the other two slaves, grabbing each by the slave yokes securing their arms and hauling them up to their feet. He placed hem side by side. Each slave stood with her legs parted, as they knew what was demanded of them. Agdug stood in front of them and thrust a hand between each sister’s parted legs. His fingers slid easily into their slick cunts. Agdug withdrew his hand and crossed his arms to place in front of each sister the fingers that had been in the other’s cunt. Each sister quickly took his fingers into her mouth to suck them clean of the other’s pussy cream.

“I am impressed, you three slaves are not as poorly trained as I would have expected, considering you were in the company of goblins, who can’t break and train a slave like an orc. But I suppose it just further proves all of you elf cunts are natural slaves,” Agdug remarked.

Agdug pulled his hands from the sisters’ mouths. “Alright, line up slaves. Now that you are nice and juiced, it is time to present you to Grimnor.” Nylalaea and Enyssia lined up behind Felaenya. Agdug started to escort them through the dungeon. Felaenya started to tremble. She knew she was being taken to Grimnor. Her mind raced with fear as they passed numerous orcs and goblins on their way up from the dungeon.

Felaenya knew that her degradation and abuse would increase significantly once she had been present to Grimnor. And that this would only make her surrender more and sink further into submission.

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