The Tale of Felaenya: Part 14 – Grimnor Adds Another Queen to His Harem

Grimnor was sitting on the throne, his cock fished out of the fly of his pants, allowing the elf slave Fraetha to worship his cock. She was eagerly licking and sucking away, her moans and loud slurping noises filling the throne room. Fraetha was a former diplomat from Argothrond, taken early during the orcs’ conquest of the kingdom. She was now fully broken, fully obedient. Fraetha was still reaping her rewards for helping the orcs to identify the prominent elf maidens in Kaalhone and its castle when the orcs took the city. With Fraetha’s assistance, those prominent elf maidens had been collected, and were now being broken and trained, so they could be given by Grimnor as prized slaves to his prominent allies and generals. For Fraetha, there was no greater reward than having her holes pounded by an orc or allowing her to worship an orc cock. Grimnor could smell her arousal wafting in the air and he knew she was desperately hoping he would pull his cock from her mouth and put it in her twitching, aroused cunt.

But she would not get her wish today. Grimnor held his hand near Fraetha’s head, ready to pull her away if her mouth brought him too close to climax. He knew that the captured queen of Kahshara was to be delivered to him imminently that morning, and all of his cum today would be saved for his newest queen slave. His other queen slave, Velatha, was not currently in the throne room. She had been given the prior night to Sigtog’reld Deadbasher, chieftain of the Mad Wolf Clan, with permission to use her however he pleased that night and the following day. Grimnor was trying to strengthen his alliance with Sigtog’reld and his clan, and free use of a queen elf cunt, ass, and mouth would hopefully help achieve that end.

The door to the throne room opened and Agdug entered. Behind him were three new elf slaves: Queen Felaenya of Kahshara; the wife to her son, Princess Nylalaea; and Nylalaea’s younger sister, Enyssia. Grimnor yanked Fraetha’s mouth away from his cock, ignoring her protesting whimpers as the three slaves from Kahshara were lead into the throne room. The three slaves were lined up in front of Grimnor and ordered by Agdug to kneel. They all did so quickly and Grimnor could see that they knew how to kneel properly, their thighs parted widely to reveal their slave cunts, their tits thrust out. He could see that their thighs were all smeared with their cunt juices and their cunts glistened. They were clearly all natural sluts.

“War Chieftain, I present to you your newest elf toy, Felaenya, and two more prized elf cunts captured from Kahshara’s sacked capitol,” Agdug announced. Grimnor licked his licks as he examined the three new slaves, but his focus was primarily on Felaenya. He pointed to the floor in front of him. “Crawl to my feet, slave,” he ordered her.

Felaenya was trembling. She was terrified, knowing that her first ravishment by an orc was imminent, and with many more likely to follow that. “Yes, my Master,” she squeaked in her trembling voice. She called him ‘my Master,’ having heard other slaves use that term to the orc that owned them, and knowing it was Grimnor that now owned her. She wanted to get up and run away. But she knew it was no use. There was no escape. Her fate was sealed. It was sealed the moment the orcs took her city. She crawled forward until she was at Grimnor’s feet in front of the throne and she knelt again, thighs parted widely.

“Kiss my feet, boots,” Grimnor commanded.

“Yes, my Master,” Felaenya whimpered and she leaned down and kissed the toe of the left boot and then the right, before lifting her head again.

“Now lick them slave. When you do, you will surely taste the cunt of your new slave sister, the former queen of Argothrond, who loves polishing my boots with her cunt cream.” Grimnor commanded.

“Yes, my Master,” a humiliated Felaenya whimpered, and she leaned down again, sticking out her tongue to begin sliding it up and down the leather of Grimnor’s left boot. She tasted the unmistakable taste of female arousal, a taste and smell she had grown quite accustomed to since her enslavement, both her own and that of her slave sisters Nylalaea and Enyssia. She had licked hers and their arousal off countless orc and goblin fingers and cocks. She had been forced to orally pleasure her slave sisters. All humiliating but not as humiliating as when her arousal was so strong that its musky smell filled her nostrils. Revealing what a slut she had become. She could smell that scent now as she knelt with her legs spread, and as she tasted the cunt of another former elf queen on the leather of Grimnor’s boots.

Grimnor was pleased as he watched Felaenya fervently licking his boot. She was obeying without delay or defiance; clearly much progress had been made in breaking and conditioning the enslaved queen. Grimnor knew that Agdug would skillfully complete that task. “Other boot, slut,” Grimnor commanded and he was amused and pleased as Felaenya immediately slid her head over to begin licking his other boot. “I will enjoy watching you lick your slave sister’s cunt directly for my entertainment. It will be quite the show, two proud elf queens grinding their cunts against each other’s mouths for my entertainment,” he remarked. Felaenya continued licking the boot, her cheeks burning red.

“Alright, on your feet, slut, and display. Time for me to inspect the slave flesh I now own,” Grimnor commanded. Felaenya rose to her feet, standing with her legs spread, her back arched to thrust out her breasts, and her hands clasped behind the back of her head. Grimnor rose from the throne. He began a similar inspection to the one Felaenya remembered from her first day of capture and enslavement. Grimnor pried open her mouth and pushed her lips back to inspect her teeth. Then his hands moved to her breasts and he lifted them with his hands to test their weight. He then groped them, gently at first but then more roughly until Felaenya began to squirm. Grimnor released his tight grip on Felaenya’s breasts and allowed his thumbs to rub small circles over her nipples until they stiffened and then he began to pinch and twist them, doing so harder and harder until Felaenya began to squirm again.

Grimnor finally released Felaenya’s nipples. He started to inspect her other fleshy parts. He pinched the flesh on her belly, then her thighs, then reached around to rough grope her ass, a hand on each cheek. He crouched down so that his face was level with her midsection. He focused on her smeared juices down her inner thighs. Grenier smiled and pushed his face into her crotch, inhaling deeply. “I can smell and see your arousal. You are a natural slut,” he remarked before he stuck his tongue out and began to drag it along her slit. As Grimnor’s tongue slid along the folds of her sex and then wormed its way inside, Felaenya wanted to angrily insist that she was not a slut. That she was not naturally aroused but had been forced that way by the slaver Agdug right before they had been delivered to the throne room. But she could not escape the fact that she had gotten that way by thinking about a goblin fucking her. Then then by lewdly humping the orc slaver’s hand. Felaenya could not deny that she was a slut. And as she felt the warm tingle grow deep in her loins as Grimnor lapped at her sex, she doubted her virtue and honor even more.

Grimnor pulled his face away from Felaenya’s sex, licking his lips and wiping his chin. He stood up again. “Alright, time to teach this queen how to service orc cock with her holes,” he announced, to the loud cheer of the other orcs in the throne room. Felaenya stumbled forward as Grimnor grabbed her arm and pulled her back to his throne.

Grimnor sat down on his throne, grabbed Felaenya by the hips and lifted her up, and then slowly lowered her onto his lap. His cock was still sticking out his fly from earlier and it was fully erect and jutting up in the air. When Felaenya felt Grimnor’s cock begin to push in between her folds, she wailed in dismay and began thrashing around. She felt her pussy stretching painfully around his member as it began to push inside her. He was so big! So much bigger than the goblin cocks that had reamed her previously. By the feel of it, bigger than most of the orc cocks that had been forced down her throat. She had no idea how this massive thing could possibly fit inside her. Felaenya tried to raise her hips to lift herself up, by Grimnor clenched her hips tightly and he began to pull her down, forcing more of his massive cock inside her. The pain was intense and Felaenya cried out. The first several inches of his cock had pushed inside her, the walls of her pussy stretched as far as Felaenya thought they could possibly go. Grimnor lifted her up, allowing a couple inches of his cock to slide out of her pussy and then he yanked down again, slamming back into her, causing Felaenya to cry out from the pain. He continued to impale her more, pulling her up and down, forcing more of his massive cock into her tight channel each time. He was forcing more and more of his cock into her with an agonizing slowness, prolonging the torment of his new slave and savoring the sensation of the slippery warmth of her cunt enveloping his cock inch by inch. Felaenya bucked and writhed against Grimnor, squealing in pain and dismay. “Please, it will not fit! It is too big!” she cried. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, stretched so much she felt like it was tearing and she as being split in two. Yet as much as it hurt, she also felt her pussy growing slicker and a familiar tingle began forming in her loins. In spite of the pain and humiliation, her body was also growing aroused. She preferred the pain to the arousal. The pain was not a betrayal of both her own honor and her husband.

Grimnor was done his slow torment. He lifted her up, letting most of his cock slide out of her stretched cunt and then he yanked her down hard, with force, burying his cock to the hilt in his new slave’s cunt.

Felaenya threw her had back and screamed in pain as she was impaled fully onto his cock. The pain now trumped her arousal as his massive cock slammed into her cervix, filling her completely, painful stretching her.

Grimnor grunted in pleasure, the feel of Felaenya’s slick cunt tightly squeezing his cock was a godsend. He began pulling her up and down by her hips so that she was bouncing, forced to painfully ride Grimnor’s massive member. Felaenya’s shrieks and cries filled the throne room.  Grimnor picked up the pace, pulling her up and down at a violent pace, and now also thrusting into her with his hips from below. His cock was spearing into her, slamming into her cervix. Felaenya’s body was limp as she was violently fucked, her breast bouncing, her ass cheeks slamming into Grimnor’s thighs as she was forced to ride the massive cock.

The excitement of claiming another elf queen cunt only enhanced Grimnor’s arousal. Coupled with Felaenya’s tight, slick cunt, he did not last as long as he planned. Grimnor roared as he climaxed and his cock began throbbing and then unloading his seed into Felaenya’s battered womb. When his orgasm subsided, Grimnor released Felaenya’s hips and her limp body collapsed against his chest. Grimnor panted as he caught his breath, allowing his cock, still inside Felaenya, to soften. She was sobbing, the pain and humiliation and shame of her ravishment overwhelming. And the knowledge that as much as it had hurt, it had also felt good.

Now that Grimnor was finally done fucking Felaenya, she noticed the other noises in the room. The sound of slapping flesh, grunts, and feminine cries. She turned her head behind her to see that orcs had descended upon Nylalaea and Enyssia. The sisters were now being ravaged too, by scores of orcs, more than one at a time from the looks of it. Seeing the sorrow, pain, fear, and anguish washed across the young elf maidens’ faces, it was too much for Felaenya to bear. She turned back to face Grimnor. She could no longer see the young elf maidens being violated but she could not ignore the sounds.

Grimnor looked down at the defeated elf queen. He reached over to lift her up again and he set her down on the floor at his feet. She immediately sat on her heels and parted her knees wide, revealing her gaping and bruised cunt, cum oozing from it and down her thighs. “Lick my cock clean, slave,” he ordered.

Still sobbing, Felaenya whimpered, “Yes, my Master,” and she leaned in and began licking his cock, cleaning off his cum and her fluids. Grimnor closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her tongue on his cock. He also enjoyed the sounds of the two other young elf maidens being ravaged in front of him. Both were on their hands and knees, an orc reaming each of them from behind while another used each of their mouths. The most natural state for an elf maiden, Grimnor thought. Being taught that she was now just a collection of holes to give her superior orc Masters pleasure. Grimnor knew that the orcs in the throne room would make sure that both young elf maidens experienced all three of their holes being pounded that day.

The main door to the throne room opened and a goblin came in. He walked straight over to Grimnor and whispered something into his ear. Grimnor smiled. “Yes, bring them in. The new breeding stud first,” he said and the goblin nodded and hurried back out of the throne room.

Grimnor looked down at Felaenya as she continued licking his cock. “You are quite skilled at that. A natural slut and probably lots of practice since your enslavement,” he remarked. It will not be long until you are every bit the well-trained slut that your slave sister is, the former queen of Argothrond. I will enjoy having two elf queen cunts kneeling at my feet and worshipping my cock together.” He grunted, his pleasure building as Felaenya continued sliding her tongue up and down his shaft. His cock was already starting to grow hard again.

He looked over to Nylalaea and Enyssia. “Whoever is fucking their holes now, wrap it up and then put those two sluts back on their knees,” he ordered. He wanted them alert, undistracted, and paying attention for what was coming next. Grimnor’s cock was almost fully erect by this point. It was clean of any fluids apart from Felaenya’s salvia but her ordered her to continue licking. He continued to enjoy the sensation for a couple minutes as his cock grew harder and harder, until it was fully erect.

The main door to the throne room opened again. The goblin from before entered. This time he had with him a ‘breeding stud.’ A male elf, hooded, bloodied bandages covering the stumps where his hands had recently been chopped off. The goblin was dragging the hooded elf by a leash attached to his collar. The elf stumbled several times but barely managed to stay on his feet. The goblin led the elf over to the throne so that he was standing between the throne and Nylalaea and Enyssia, who were kneeling again, drenched in orc cum from their earlier ravishment.

Grimnor grabbed Felaenya’s scalp and yanked her head away from his cock. He turned her head so that she could see the hooded male slave. “My slave, I present to you our newest breeding stud.” Grimnor said and he nodded to the goblin.  The goblin reached up to yank the hood off of the elf’s head. When Felaenya saw the elf, she let out a sorrowful wail. It was Taladiir. Felaenya stared in horror at the bloodied stumps where his hands had once been.

“We finished interrogated your weak, pitiful son,” Grimnor said. “He didn’t have any useful information about the elves’ political and miliary efforts to counter us. But the interrogation, as well as what the goblins who escorted you here told us, did provide some very valuable information about him. He is weak and submissive. All elves are weak but he is particularly weak and submissive. And so, I granted you a gift, my queen slave. Instead of killing your son, we have made him a breeding stud. His weak and submissive nature will make him suitable to put similarly natured submissive babies into the bellies of our elf broodmares at one of our breeding camps.” As Felaenya stared in horror at her son, it was clear she did not see Grimnor’s act as a ‘gift.’ Grimnor scowled down at her. “You seem ungrateful, slut. He will get to live out the rest of his days sticking his cock in elf cunt and dumping his seed in their wombs. And he will get to live. Of course, if you are not grateful, I can always have him suffer the same fate as most of your males and have him slain. Show your gratitude for my mercy and continue sucking my cock.”

Felaenya shared one more sorrowful glance with Taladiir. She could see the fear in his eyes. She could also see the sorrow and fear in his wife Nylalaea’s eyes as she looked at her husband. But it sank in for Felaenya what Grimnor has said. This was the best mercy Taladiir would get. He would at least get to live. She turned back towards Grimnor and leaned her head in and wrapped her lips around his cock again. As her head began bobbing up and down, Taladiir was hooded again and taken from the throne room. As she slurped away, it dawned on her that this was perhaps some small mercy for Taladiir. But not for the countless children he sired that would be born into slavery, never taste freedom. Her grandchildren.

Grimnor grunted in pleasure a Felaenya began slurping away at his cock. He was pleased at how skilled Felaenya was at sucking. She was able to get most of his cock down her throat and skillfully used her tongue as her mouth slid up and down his shaft. Despite the fact that he had just cum fucking his new slave, he was already on the verge of climax again.

The door to the throne room opened again. Felaenya was so preoccupied sucking her Master’s cock, she did not hear Nylalaea and Enyssia gasp. An orc had entered the throne room. He was holding a severed head. Aquilan’s head.

Grimnor smiled, as he looked down at Felaenya skillfully licking and sucking away. He did not want to ruin his pleasure so he would delay informing his new slave as to the fate of her former husband. But he was already on the precipice and he groaned loudly as he unleashed a second load of cum. He pulled her head back so that most of it sprayed all over her face.

“You are skilled at sucking cock, slut,” Grimnor said, looking down at her cum-covered face. “My slaver Agdug will ensure you are even more skilled. Now, time to see your husband.” He pointed behind her.

Felaenya turned to see the orc holding her husband’s severed head. She let out a high-pitched scream, which turned into an anguished wail. “Your husband was interrogated and he held out as long as he could but he eventually relented and gave us very good information about the communications the various elf kingdoms have had as they try to counter our invasion,” Grimnor said. “But unfortunately, he showed himself to not be as weak, at least comparatively, as your son. He was not suitable to be made a breeding stud. So, he suffered the same fate that most of your males will suffer.”

Felaenya was staring, horrified, at her husband’s severed head as she continued wailing in intense anguish. Everything was a blur. She could not even hear Grimnor as he addressed her.

Grimnor looked down at Felaenya as she fainted. Her arms in the slave yoke, she simply collapsed to the floor headfirst and lay limp. Grimnor chuckled. “Orcs, while my new slave here is unconscious, you may use her cunt and mouth. But not her ass yet. When she awakens, bring her back to me. Then I will be the first orc to fuck her ass.” There were cheers as orcs hurried over to grab Felaenya’s limp, unconscious body and drag her over bedside Nylalaea and Enyssia. Already orcs had the two sisters to the floor to begin ravaging them again. Felaenya was put on her back and a goblin settled on top of her. He pushed his cock into her slit and began ravaging her.

Grimnor smiled as he watched. He knew his newest queen slave would be broken and turned into an obedient, submissive slut in no time.

(End of Part 14, to be continued...)