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Queen Azaheadrea had many daughters. She was a well-known whore that would happily spread her legs for anyone that looked her way with lust in their eyes, and there was a very slim chance of not getting pregnant when a hyper-fertile futanari was involved. Where the futanari races were concerned their own strong genetics generally won out, and as a result, the Queen bore many daughters of many races, bearing little resemblance to her own Elven heritage.
The Queen, however, had two pure-blooded daughters, each carrying the potential to be the heir to her Kingdom, or a prized wife to one of the great leaders of their savage world. They were much beloved by their mother, so much so that she carried their pictures with her at all times, embedded in the lockets she had pierced to her nipples. They did a great many things together, and the Queen was not above sharing her bed with the loving daughters she adored so very, very much.
The common people had their owns views, of course. While the Queen thought highly of both her daughters, the eldest was well-loved for her kind attitude and helping disposition - much like her mother - by all the commoners. She was not so well-known a slut like her mother, but within the ranks of the nobles there were many secret lovers that shared in her passions, and Azaheadrea approved.
The younger of the pair, Allynna, was not viewed as favourably. She was often seen as haughty and proud by the noble houses, treating the under-classes with something like disdain, while the common people saw her as nothing more than a self-centered brat. While they acknowledged that she had a great deal of administrative talent and was a great arbiter of the law, they could not get past her calculated demeanour and entitlement.
That meant her popularity was always lower than her sister, but despite those thoughts and ideas, Allynna was still loved by those that genuinely knew her on an intimate basis. Her childhood friend, a noble-born Elven futa, had been matched with her and played with her from a very young age, and had stayed with the Queen’s daughter through many summers. In a similar manner Allynna’s personal maid, a slightly older female Elf, was just as loyal, as she had been hired and appointed to the girl from a very young age.
The two of them cared for Allynna deeply, and each harboured their own devotion for the girl. In truth, each loved the Queen’s youngest daughter with all their hearts and viewed each other as rivals in love. The noble-born saw her friendship with Allynna to be a reciprocation of their mutual feelings, and with considerations to their bloodlines and royal lineage, she saw herself as the perfect match for the prestigious Elf she was so close to. The maid, on the other hand, believed they were meant to be together, as fate had drawn them to the other’s side, and dreamed of the day when they could be joined in union.
Each one saw the special side of Allynna that she did not show the public, and occasionally were granted glimpses of the love she carried for the two of them in return. Each tried to do their best to please the girl, going out of their way to show their love in dazzling displays of courtship that even had Allynna’s older sister blush in awe and adoration. Their comfortable relationship was generally seen as adorable, and Queen Axaheadrea heartily approved.
Allynna herself knew of her close friends’ love for her. While she cared for them, the reason why neither got ahead in their game of love was because the only thing Allynna adored more than their devotion was undermining their attempts. If one brought her flowers or gave her a favour, she would coo and dote on them, and at the same time telling them of how the other had done something more grandiose, more elaborate - even if it was not true. It was only the knowledge that the two were competing at ever-greater odds for her love that actually gave the younger daughter any real pleasure - she very much enjoyed pitting the two against the other, spurring them onwards to ever greater challenges and acts of love, vying for her sole attention that she had no intention to give.
Sometimes Allynna thought that she would have been better off as a Dark Elf, since her tastes for manipulation and power were so very like the dark kin. She was adept at scheming and planning, and loved being able to do so, despite both her sister’s and mother’s tastes. Granted, she was never one for the outright cruelty of the Dark Elves, but she felt that her hobbies counted well enough. One of her favourite fantasies was imaging that her futa-mother, the one to impregnate the Queen, was actually some high-ranking, ancient Dark Elven Matriarch, and that was the reason for her inclinations.
She had always had a particular inclination towards Dark Elves, if she was being honest. While she was far more conservative than her family, she enjoyed watching sex, and her fascination had begun after she had allowed one of them, a Darkling slave girl that had been captured and set to work as cleaning staff, to mount one of her pale-skinned maids. It had been a spur of the moment thing, and she had been overly curious to see what would happen, and she had not been disappointed - the Dark Elf had mounted her tiny maid and fucked her both sensuously and fiercely, turning her into a sleeve for her cock, and Allynna had been entranced ever since.
Unfortunately, they were very uncommon in the city, only appearing in any great numbers during political delegations; they were otherwise relegated to disgusting brothels and repulsive prisons, where someone of Allynna’s birthing and poise would never want to visit. She very much liked her plush palace, thank you very much, and would never slum it down like her sister. Slaves were somewhat uncommon in general in the kingdom, and Dark Elf slaves were so rare that they were practically nonexistent or under lock-and-key by the nobles that kept them - Allynna was not able to source very many as a result, and was rarely able to see them perform her all-time favourite past-time: fucking a white-skinned elf.
She tried to rein those desires in, amusing herself by playing around with her friends, leading them on to ever-greater acts of love - yet Allynna’s thoughts of Dark Elf cock overwhelmed her, night after night, month after month, and though she upped her attempts to undermine her would-be courtiers, it did little to satisfy her. She knew that desire was in her blood - her mother was overly promiscuous, and her sister clearly followed along with that, but Allynna was decidedly less so - something clearly appreciated by her two best friends. It seemed that desire was catching up with her, and Allynna, at first, was not sure of what to do.
She thought of ways to play around with her friends, and perhaps find a way to satisfy herself. But even while imagining her two friends frantically trying to pledge their undying love to her, her mind turned to the mouth-watering ideas of dark-skinned Elves, dominating her as Allynna had so often seen them do to her own mother. It was a bit of a guilty thought; she was the one in control, she was the Queen’s daughter, but being at the mercy of those strong futas had her grow wet with desire. While she was used to just seeing her maids get fucked, or watching them at work in the Colosseum, she was now fighting the urge to be the one under their bodies.
It was after much deliberation that she came upon a particularly devious idea that sent shivers of anticipation running through her. It would be the perfect way to play around with her friends - to take them down a notch - and to fulfill her own desires once and for all. There was only once place Allynna knew she could find any Dark Elves willing to go with her, those that would be too indebted to her to do something so vulgar as stabbing her in the back and run.
The prison camp was - technically - a temporary holding place for those captured or awaiting proper internment. They were big and open, on the outskirts of the city walls, and carried all manner of individuals. Whether they were Orcs beaten by the military in some raid, Human slavers captured before they kidnapped any highly-prized Elves, aggressive Beastkin that needed to be locked away, and, yes, even sometimes Dark Elves. They were separated by sex, so none could relieve their sexual urges, which was a special sort of torture for some of the races present.
Allynna walked around the edges of the wooden-and-chain link fencing, searching for their telltale skin tone. Her clothing was light, though the day was cold - an elegant doublet and skirt, with the skimpiest, transparent lingerie she could find, in the purest of whites. On the contrary, most of the prisoners in the camp are wearing torn clothing and ruined rags; while the Elven military was small and peaceful, they were precise and unforgiving of trespasses. Every criminal inside the camp had been clearly treated with the same level of indifference, though the more aggressive of them still carried fragments of armour that were yet to be stripped off and melted down. Allynna spotted a few political dissenters and traitors within the cages, too - those that either wanted to overthrow what they believed to be a soft-hearted queen, or those that wanted to trade the Kingdom’s liberties for material gain. Allynna could not stand those that wanted such silly things, and found their current home fitting.
The prison camp was… well, the more Allynna looked, the more repulsed she became. It was little more than a free-for-all, contained by a ring of spears. It was a harsh, dirty place, with hard labour in some sections, and demoralized individuals in others. The only ones that seemed to be having fun, if it could even be called such a thing, were those in the best-pens, where they had managed to imprison the Beastkin. Only they were allowed to fuck, as a Beastkin in heat released such thick pheromones that even the guards risked falling under their spell of lust; it seemed that a few humans had been placed in their pens, for the express purpose of allowing the energetic cat-girls to lock them into mating-presses.
When she finally found who she was looking for, she was amazed. Like the local Tribune had said there were, indeed, some Dark Elves, and what magnificent specimens they were. They had seemingly cut out some territory for themselves in the grim cage, and Allynna could see that several of them were female, - the Dark Elves would never separate from their females willingly. They were clustered in tight groups, but nearest to her section of fencing was a pair of them, and those were the ones that Allynna decided to proposition.
The first was thin and slender, wearing what Allynna imagined to be a traveller’s outfit, though she carried a very unsavoury look in her eye. Her skin was darker than any other Dark Elf she had ever seen, a shiny ebony, the complete opposite of Allynna’s pink-tinged white. The prisoner’s log that she had sourced from the Guard Commander indicated that this one was captured during a robbing, and they were a known highwayman of particularly vicious demeanour. Or, at least, Allynna assumed this was the one based on her scar.
The second that she stood beside was wearing the ripped-up, tattered remnants of a black, skin-tight undersuit, typical of Elven cavalry divisions. Her voluptuous, deep-purple body was marked with a myriad of tiny battle-scars, while her face was totally void of any expression, as bored of everything around her. Allynna had no idea how a cavalryman could have been captured, but Dark Elves were known for unprovoked, slave-capturing raids, of which fierce knights took part of, and which the noble Elves were always zealous in defending against.
As she approached the pair, they instantly noticed her. Allynna knew there was no way they would not, of course - she was heartbreakingly beautiful, with a well-proportioned body, and of high birth. Even the Dark Elves would know that and act accordingly, and it filled her with some measure of pride.
“What do we have here?” The highwayman snickered, her sharp lips curving into a devious smirk. Her eyes flicked up and down Allynna’s body, but her face betrayed nothing except amusement at the Elf’s approach. “What’s a little morsel like you doing in a place like this?”
“My name is Allynna, second Princess of the Throne, and -”
The highwayman clapped her hands mockingly. “Look at that, a Princess.” She nudged her companion, who stayed leaning against the wall, cool and impassive. “We’ve got nobility visiting us.”
Allynna cleared her throat, unused to being interrupted. “Yes, I -”
“You know what I used to do to nobility I caught on the road, morsel? I’d rape them, knock them up, and then blackmail them for ludicrous amounts of cash. Ah, those were the days…”
Allynna, against her better judgment, found herself getting excited by the harsh words coming out of the ebony-skinned Elf’s mouth. She imagined herself in a carriage on the cold road, suddenly being held up by the Dark Elf in front of her, and then being vigorously fucked then and there. It sent a shiver up her spine.
“That’s all fine and well,” Allynna stated, trying to seem confident. “I have a propos-”
The highwayman turned away, and waved over to another Dark Elf, totally ignoring Allynna’s words and leaving them to die in her mouth. A third one came forward to the fence, wearing a prisoner’s garb that was entirely unflattering on her violet-skinned body, but doing little to hide her generous curves. Her hair curled down one side of her head, elegant and silky, but was shaved close to her skull on the other in the manner of a slave.
“Ooh. Is this the entertainment?” The Dark Elf winked at Allynna, who gulped, breath caught in her throat. A third Elf was not part of her plan, but with so many gorgeous women around her, she could not pick just one or two.
“Well, I have a proposition to -”
“What’s that?” The knightly Dark Elf looked down at her, and Allynna was struck by her impressive height - taller than her own mother, almost Amazonian in stature. “Speak up, or be gone. I don’t have time for children.”
“Don’t have time for much,” her partner muttered, earning her a cold glare.
“I-I have a proposition for you,” Allynna repeated, stumbling over the words at the icy look of the imposing knight. Her eyes, a shade of pale yellow, were enough to make the Princess tremble like a little girl.
“I don’t make deals with lesser Elf-bitches,” the first one purred, making her every lewd intention known as she stared ravenously at Allynna. The second, however, rolled her eyes, and looked away, as bored as before, while the third raised an eyebrow.
“I want you to fuck me,” Allynna rushed out to say, before the trio ignored her completely. “Uhm. I want all three of you to fuck me as hard and rough as you can, and I’ll - I’ll be your Elf bitch. You can use me however you want, say whatever you want to me - I want it.”
The highwayman’s jaw dropped, while the slave’s lips curled into a bemused smile. It was the knight that turned back towards her, utterly impassive, staring down into Allynna’s eyes. “What makes you think you’re good enough for my cock?”
Allynna shivered, her pussy already wet, her mind imagining her body being held in the knight’s strong arms, her thick purple cock plunging within her tight little hole, thoroughly reaming it out…
“Maybe I’m not,” Allynna admitted, something she would never, ever do for anyone else. “B-but I’ll make it worth your while. I’ll transfer you all into my service, and you can leave the camp freely, and -”
The slave-girl whistled. “Getting to fuck a slutty Elf and I go free? I’m sold.”
“It has been a while,” the slender criminal murmured. “No sex is a harsh punishment… Fuck, I hate cutting deals with little brats, but anything to get out of here.”
“And what else?” The knight’s voice was deeper than the rest, far more authoritative, with the undertone of superiority borne from someone who always got what they wanted. “What else are you offering for the privilege of sleeping with me?”
“W-what else would you like?” Allynna stammered, unsure of what to offer the proud Dark Elf. She had thought freedom and the promise of laying with a Princess would be enough for anyone.
“A favour. I’ll ask you for something, someday, and you’ll give it to me.”
“Y-yes, yes, I will.”
The three Dark Elves exchanged looks - two as eager as sharks smelling blood, and the last with a dispassionate, dominant glare - and Allynna gulped. Any self-confidence she had carried before arriving at the camp was quickly dashed, replaced with a needy desire and a wet pussy. She knew that she was in for the ride of her life, and she’d soon be more stretched out than anything her dildos could provide - all she needed was an audience, and she had the two perfect people in mind.
Her maid and her childhood friend had gathered in her bedchambers, just as she had requested them to. Her room was a massive area with a high, vaulted ceiling and floor-to-ceiling windows of the most beautiful spun glass. Expensive southern rugs and tapestries covered the walls, and a massive, four-poster bed dominated the floor space. It was the second largest bedchamber in the Kingdom, a testament to Allynna’s vanity, and she loved it. It would be the perfect setting for them.
Her two friends looked upon her entry, at first, with happiness and joy, but it quickly turned to confusion when they saw the three large Dark Elves standing behind her. Allynna was the shortest of the royal family, shorter than the Elves were on average and around human height, and so the dark-skinned ones towered over her in an almost comical fashion. While the Princess had made sure they cleaned up before entering her room and had given them clothing, the knight still wore her now freshly pressed, but still tattered, bodysuit, leaving their origins obvious.
Her best friend attempted to rise from her kneeling position on the floor, but quickly stopped at a sharp look from Allynna. She had all but commanded them to wait in her chambers on their knees, and to not move under any circumstance, and in their love for her had taken it to heart. Even then, with their object of adoration surrounded by three massive futa Darklings, they barely moved.
“Allynna,” her friend protested, “what’s going on? Is something wrong?”
“No, no,” Allynna started, smiling mischievously, “Nothing is -”
She was cut off as the knight stomped forwards and grabbed her by the hair, and spun her around. Though Allynna had learned the names of the other two, the knight had told her it wasn’t necessary for her to know such a thing, and that had been that.
“Speak only when spoken to,” the knight grated, and Allynna simply whimpered. The knight had to lean down significantly, but placed her narrow lips against the Elf’s, her tongue quickly slithering out and filling the girl’s mouth. None of them had touched her before entering her bedchambers, as she had requested, but now there was nothing holding her dominant lovers back.
Allynna eagerly traded saliva with the tallest of the Dark Elves, but in reality she did little work. She could not put up a fight against the dominant tongue searching her mouth, and really had no care to do so. The knight slurped away, doing much less kissing and more taking control of the young Elf’s mouth, all the while gathering her into her strong arms, hands tight around her waist.
“Allynna…” the maid muttered, watching with wide, shocked eyes.
The Dark Elf highwayman snickered, casting only the barest of looks to the maid who dared speak in her presence. “Fucking knights. Always taking what they want, no care for the lesser folk.”
Neither Allynna nor the Dark Elf kissing her heard the words. Allyna was thrown onto the large bed, and she landed softly on the immeasurably soft, comfortable blankets, as the Dark Elf tugged at her bodysuit. She freed a slab of dick-meat that was truly massive, far larger than the girl had ever seen on any Amazon or Orc; a thick, deep purple dick that was as long and thick as her own forearm. It was then that she realized, as the two other Elves simply hung back and stared, that the knight intended to take her first, as if she was some sort of Orc Chieftain or Amazonian Queen, and the others were happy to allow it.
Allynna’s skirt was ripped off in a single strong tug, baring her soaked and sheer panties. Those, too, were ripped off her fresh body, nothing more than obstructions for the cold-eyed Dark Elf. She was pulled across her bedsheets by the legs, until her calves dangled over the edge, and the knight was right above her. The conquering futa only had to lean over her to cover her body completely, but she rested her weight on her forearms and left much space between their bodies. Her cock was pointed directly towards Allynna’s cunt, and she understood that her gangbang would wait until the knight had taken her rightful due.
The thought made her mouth water, and she squirmed as the knight carefully aligned herself using just her broad hips. Her body was the curviest of everyone in the room, with perfect hips, and tremendous breasts that could rival Queen Azaheadrea’s D-cups. Her black bodysuit did nothing to hide her perfection, as it clung to every curve and dip, and every rip and tear showed off tantalizing glimpses of deep purple skin. Her bulging cleavage struggled to be contained, the fat flesh squeezing out of the frayed tears, and Allynna wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab them.
The knight, perhaps sensing this, moved to grab both of Allynna’s hands, and successfully pinned her to the bed. In the very next second she drove her hips forward in a smooth arc, and penetrated the Elven Princess’ cunt in one motion. In one single, life-changing instant, Allynna was filled with the dick-meat she so coveted, and she screamed out a ragged moan. The heavy cockhead smacked right up against her deepest barrier with no trouble at all, stretching her tight tunnel to the max, and there was still more dick left untouched.
Allynna kept on squealing as the knight moved in quick, relentless motions, like a machine. She drilled her cock inside, sheathing herself fully on every go, attempting to fit more of her fat cock inside the fluttering tunnel that could barely contain her length. Juices gushed out on every downwards thrust, spilling out from the seal between their genitals, while her cunt clamped down hard. There was nothing the little Princess could do under the giantess’ body, with her hands firmly pinned and the cock jammed right through her flushed, pink folds, and in truth, there was little she wanted to do.
It was gloriously satisfying to be under something so dominant and powerful. The knight’s body slammed down, defined muscles visible through the thin, clinging fabric. She was not nearly as muscular or built as an Orc or Amazon, but Allynna loved the slender strength and tone, and she loved the way her fat girth pierced her soaking wet cunt. She was pushed into the mattress with each relentless thrust, the Dark Elf’s pace never slowing down for an instant. The Elf’s legs flopped uselessly, her body rebounding from the springy bedding, while the knight’s hips pumped and her breasts jiggled and shook.
The knight humphed, her voice as impassive as her cold, and darkly beautiful, face. She betrayed no emotion as she fucked, though Allynna squealed and moaned like a slut. “I thought you would be as loose as a farm girl,” the knight told her, eyes hard. “Since you were so ready to spread your legs for the first Dark Elf to look your way.”
“O-only for you,” Allynna groaned, her body tensing and tightening as the colossal rod of purple dick-meat hilted within her fluttering warmth again and again. “Only for Dark Elf cock!”
“Speak only when I say so,” the knight hissed, moving her hips with a just a tiny bit more force to roughly smash her head up against Allynna’s cervix, while her hands tightened around her thin wrists. “Know your place, Elf-slut.”
Allynna shrieked as she came, her body unable to handle the overwhelming pleasure of being so thoroughly filled all at once, nor her mind able to handle the joy of being told she was just a sleeve for Dark Elf cock. As her pussy rippled and contracted it seemed to bring the knight to her own peak, but unlike Allynna she did not thrash or squirm. She maintained her fast, even strokes, though her cock throbbed and began to pump out cum like a water hose - each downwards motion pumped out a load of thick baby-batter, smearing it up against the girl’s trembling cervix, and unleashing a tide of the virile substance right into her womb.
The Elven Princess was pressed hard into the mattress as the knight fucked her right through both of their orgasmic releases, filling her gushing pussy with dick-meat and sperm. The liquid bubbled and churned within her, flowing swiftly into her womb, while the cock pulsated and throbbed. The Dark Elf’s face remained the same the whole time, as impassive as if she had just unloaded her semen into something barely worth recognizing.
Allynna figured that the Dark Elf knight only saw her as a literal sheath for her cock, and nothing more, and the thought brought on a whole new series of orgasmic rippling and releases that shook her tiny body. By that point, the knight pulled her colossal rod free of the grasping, needy cunt, the white of her cum in stark contrast with the deep purple of her skin.
“What an incredible display of stamina, Ms. Knight,” the criminal snipped, clapping her hands mockingly, and the slave laughed.
“Be silent,” the knight warned, and after a pause gave a rare grin. “And I’ve just knocked the bitch up, so have fun with my sloppy seconds.”
“I will,” the slave grunted, already stripping off her simple linen clothing and moving onto the bed. Her obsidian flesh was the darkest contrast to Allynna’s, her eyes a piercing red like that of a demonic Succubus, and the Elf-maid kneeling on the floor whimpered in fear. Allynna, despite being in a well-fucked haze, was content to note that they had not yet touched her friends. That had been her only real stipulation - they were not to be untouched; they were only there to watch and witness.
“Allynna,” her best friend begged, on the verge of sobbing, “What are you doing? Tell them to stop!”
“I can’t,” Allynna told them, her voice carrying undertones of deep satisfaction, “They’ll please me so much more than you ever have.”
Regretfully, the bitchy Princess could not see the effect her words would cause, as the slave-Darkling was already clambering up over her body. Her fingers worked at the girl’s doublet, freeing up her chest like she was unpeeling a juicy fruit, and she let out a happy noise as the Elf’s generous chest was left free. She did not remove the binding clothing in their entirety, and immediately beset one of the firm, young tits with her salivating mouth, sucking away at the tender white flesh until it was red with teeth marks.
Another clambered onto the bed, but Allynna could not see who, as she was far too focused on the head between her jiggling breasts, kissing and sucking. The Darkling slave quickly grew tired, and lifted her face up from the chest she had just assaulted with her mouth. Her fingers dug into the Princess’ waist, and with a single tug she flipped the shorter girl over and onto her front. Hands grabbed her bare ass, kneading the heart-shaped flesh, before a column of dick-meat slapped loudly against the pale mounds.
The highwayman appeared in front of the Princess, grabbed her by the hair, and roughly pulled her up by her honey-gold locks. She whimpered at the stinging pain of her stretching scalp, but it was mercifully quick as the criminal Dark Elf aligned the Princess’ face with her thick, throbbing dick. It was smaller than the knight’s, to be sure, but it was still remarkable, and Allynna adored it, and the cum-leaking tip.
“I’m going to fuck your throat, you worthless slut,” the criminal promised, and then spat into the girl’s face. She tightened her hold on the noble’s head, fingers scraped her skull as Allynna opened her mouth wide, in clear acceptance of the Dark Elf’s promise, but that earned her no mercy whatsoever. The fat girl-cock was shoved into her mouth and down her throat, fast and precise, and Allynna gasped loudly before her windpipe was clogged.
Her mouth was filled with a ludicrous amount of dick-meat, cheeks bulging out from the sheer quantity she tried to keep inside. The criminal steadily pushed deeper inwards, seeking to hilt her cock within the Princess’ constrictive throat, uncaring of whether she plugged up the girl’s source of air. At the same time, the slave-elf slapped her meat against the girl’s fleshy ass, leaving trails of thick, white pre-cum, before seeking entry into the jizz-dripping, juice-soaked slit nestled between her perfect curves.
Allynna was not able to gasp as her cunt was once again penetrated, but she still made a garbled gurgle around the dick in her mouth. The slave laughed breathlessly, hips slamming against the pale roundness beneath her. Allynna’s ass trembled and rippled like water as the slave steadily pounded downwards, using much more vigour and far more reckless in her movements than the knight before her. She pressed her body downwards, mashing her modest breasts against the Princess’ back, her hips rushing into a brutal rhythm of smacks and jagged thrusts.
The criminal used her hold on the girl’s hair to pull her along her thick, bulging girl-cock even as she thrust into her throat. True to her promise, she was using her mouth like it was the gushing wet cunt between her legs, and was fucking it just as thoroughly. Allynna was pulled along the meaty shaft, her head roughly brought forwards to swallow girl-dick in a ragged tempo, at odds with the criminal’s thrusts that sent the dick to the back of her throat and deeper still. The ridged head smashed against the back of her throat and then down into her gullet, scraping gentle throat walls the whole way, thoroughly obstructing the Elven Princess’ every attempt to breathe.
Allynna choked and sputtered around the mouth-conquering meat, unable to do anything else as it was shoved repeatedly down her throat. Her eyes rolled upwards, saliva leaking from the corners of her lips and dripping down onto her pristine bedsheets. At the same time, the slave-Elf was driving her hips down, moving them in cyclical motions and sheathing herself within Allynna’s tight, cum-filled channel, never once halting in her motions or slowing. There was no even pace for this Dark Elf, but a constantly increasing tempo of thrusts and jabs as she, for the first time in a long while, was able to fuck Elven pussy, and was keen on extracting every bit of pleasure that she could without any care for the Elf herself.
“Look at you,” the criminal Dark Elf cooed, hand pulling upwards tightly and forcing Allynna’s hazy eyes to focus on her own. “Mouth filled with dick, drooling, tears in your eyes… fuck, what a perfect look for a prissy Elf noble.”
Allynna groaned around her cock, inwardly relishing the criminal’s words. There was no break from the mouth-fuck, as even while the Criminal spoke she slammed herself into the warm cavern of her mouth and down into her velvety throat. The Princess’ nose mashed up against the Dark Elf’s pelvis, hurting under the brutal impacts, lips forced close to ebony flesh. Her lips puckered up and tenderly kissed the Dark Elf’s pristine abdomen with almost reverential devotion, even as her mouth and throat were horribly abused and forced to accept a titanic amount of dick-meat at a single time.
Her front was pressed down into the bed, spine arcing in a way that wasn’t meant for a normal Elven body. The slave’s hands brought Allynna’s hips up fractionally, and with her head also being forced up and along the criminal's dick, her body was forced into a horrible curve like the scimitar-swords of the Dark Elves. If she was able to speak Allynna would have protested, but she could do little more than gurgle wetly around the throat-plugging dick, and that sense of helplessness threw her body into a series of pleasurable tingles and quivers. Her pussy ached under the constant attention of Dark Elf dick, unable to cope with the relentless pace and strong thrusts that smacked wetly against her sopping folds and drove right against her womb with devious intent.
It was wonderful, and Allynna’s body clamped down hard at the abuse. Her constricting tunnel clamped down further on the slave’s dick, while saliva welled up in her throat and bubbled around the criminal’s girl-meat, showering both cocks in her body with generous amounts of liquids. Slutty gurgles left her wide-stretched lips, while her cunt gushed and rippled, both holes milking the dicks for all they were worth despite the clear indifference with which the Darklings treated her.
“F-fuck,” the slave groaned, “the slut likes it. She’s fucking tightening up around me.”
“I wish I found this bitch on the road,” said the criminal, her voice similarly strained. “I’d have tied her up and brought her with me to warm my bed.”
Allynna gasped and groaned, eyes almost rolling to the back of her head, body growing lax at the oxygen deprivation. The criminal seemed to take it for a good sign, and she smiled despite the clear effort showing on her face.
“Would you like that? Would you want to be my bed warmer, my cum-rag, for those long, lonely nights on the road?”
Yes, Allynna thought, but even then her mind was growing hazy. Her chest heaved and her throat bobbed, lung desperately trying to take in air, and all the combined contractions and needy gulping provided the highwayman with unintentional pleasures. She thrust hard, once more, sheathing her dick right down to the bottom of Allynna’s throat, her fist-like cockhead stretching out the thin, silky walls of her esophagus. She held still, her swollen balls rising up into the Princess’ chin, fat shaft spreading the kissing lips wide, and then her cock was suddenly unleashing a torrent of rich, potent sperm right down into her stomach.
The slave redoubled her thrusting as she saw her fellow reach her climax, and Allynna’s pussy shivered and quivered around the dick-meat that plunged within her cum-laden tunnel. Most of the Elf’s attention was focused on the cum pouring straight into her stomach, as if straight from the tap, and the gooey-hot sperm pumped through her clenched throat and down her gullet, quickly filling her with enough baby-batter to totally fill her up. Still, even with her dick spent and balls emptied, the criminal kept herself sheathed inside for a few final minutes before pulling free of the sticky, damp mouth, and slumped backward with a satisfied sigh.
Allynna’s head hit the plush comforter, heaving and wetly gasping for air. Her eyes slowly refocused, mouth open as she took in deep lungfuls of oxygen, cum inadvertently seeping from her well-fucked lips and pooling down on the bed. Slowly, slowly, her eyes came to rest on her two friends, their faces baring looks of utter shock and terror, searching their Princess’ face for something, anything, to make the situation understandable. Allynna’s throat was far too sore to speak, and so her lips curved into the sweetest smile she could manage, but with the salvia-and-cum mixture staining the sides of her mouth and white ripes strung across her fine lips, it looked nothing less than a whorish display. They looked even more devastated, if that, and a surge of glee welled up in Allynna’s breast.
Then a hand slammed into the side of her head, forcing her down into the mattress, courtesy of the still-fucking, desperate slave, who fucked out all her passions on the Elven noble. Allynna’s ass wobbled under the abusive treatment, red from the steady stream of fleshy slaps, her swollen folds aching and tender with each needy plunge. Cum and saliva squelched outwards from the seal of her folds as the dick forced out jizz, making room for the slave’s own baby-batter to find purchase, though Allynna doubted it would make way into her womb - that had already been claimed and filled, and she was hoping that the dominant knight’s seed had already taken root. The slave certainly had no such hopes, as Dark Elves were every selfish and serving their own best interests, and she slammed herself in as deep as she could go, Allynna’s ass forced flat under the weight of the Dark Elf’s body, and she, too, held still.
Another torrent of sperm blasted against her cervix, filling her with a new batch of steaming hot sperm that eagerly wormed its way towards her fertile womb. The gooey load was just as thick and large as the last, an indication of pent-up, plump balls, and quickly filled her freshly-fucked chasm. Even with extra room fucked into her cunt there was no place for all that cum to go, and it overflowed her in gooey waves that squirted free of her wide-stretched pussy lips and stained the slaves’ onyx skin, along with Allynna’s bed. The slave grunted throatily as she withdrew her girl-meat, allowing a few final ropes to string across the Princess’ heart-shaped, red skinned ass, and across her lower back.
The slave looked towards the criminal, and then glanced at the knight. “This whore needs a tattoo right here,” she said, and placed her palm against the small of Allynna’s back. “A slave mark, I think.”
“No one cares for slaves,” the criminal snapped, and the smiled. “Give her a fiery heart, so that everyone she bends over for will know she’s a Dark Elf whore.”
“Should I mark it with my cum?” the slave giggled, and the criminal smiled sharply.
“Stop!” The Elven noble-girl kneeling on the floor shouted, unable to hear them degrade her Princess any longer. The maid beside her looked just as dismayed, but seemed unable to speak. “Stop it! I don’t know what you… you… degenerates think you’re doing, but I’ll - I’ll call the guards, and -”
The knightly Dark Elf stepped towards them, tall and imposing. “You’ll do nothing.”
She opened her mouth to talk back, but Allynna cut her off. “Oh, my sweetness, are you dismayed?”
The noble-born looked over to her best friend and love, and grimaced at the cum staining her mouth. “Allynna, I -”
“Are you distraught by all this?” Allynna sighed theatrically, her voice still hoarse from the brutal face-fucking. “I always knew you weren’t true to me... always too…”
“No!” Her best friend’s eyes shone with unspent tears, her hands clutching at her breast. “I’m - of course I would never - This is just wrong, Allynna, can’t you see? They’re not treating you right!”
Allynna wet her lips, collecting the salty cum that still hung across them and slurping it into her mouth. She felt a hand on her hair, at first stroking, but getting more rough as the unknown Dark Elf got impatient. “They’re treating me exactly like how I want them to. How you never, ever could. In ten minutes they’ve pleased me more than you have in a dozen years. Pathetic, truly.”
She glanced over at her maid, who looked similarly on the verge of tears, and Allynna fought the urge to giggle. “And you - look at you, staring at the bed. You’ve kept it perfect for me for all my life, always washed and pressed, and I’ve gone and ruined it. And you know what? I like it better like this, stained in my release and their cum - I hate the stagnant luxury you’ve made me put up with.” Her maid sobbed quietly, and Allynna took it as a mark of triumph, but, again, her elation was cut short as the Dark Elves got fed up with her talking.
“Shut her up,” the knight hissed, annoyed, and the slave Elf was all too happy to comply with orders. She tugged at Allynna’s hair, forcing her entire upper body to move, breasts bobbing and waist curving. The slave slapped her cum-slicked rod up against the Princess’ beautiful features, marrying her from chin to eye with a sticky trail of jizz and pussy juice. Allynna quickly got the hint, and without a further word to her companions, she pressed her soft lips against the iron-hard rod. She moved her head back just enough to pepper it with kisses, from base to tip and down again, lavishing it with all the attention such a magnificent, ebony-fleshed dick deserved.
Yet just as she was about to wrap her lips around the leaking head, she was pulled backward by the shoulders. For a second she teetered between two pulling Darklings, her neck straining as her hair was pulled tightly by the slave, and her shoulders yanked by the criminal, before the slave relented and Allynna fell backwards. She landed on the criminals taut body, and then was immediately throw down to the bed. Bouncing slightly on the springy mattress, she tried to regain her bearings, and utterly failed as, once again, her neck was grabbed and she was forced to move at the Dark Elf’s wish. The criminal had moved to lie flat on the bed as the slave forced Allynna along, until she was urged over the ebony-skinned woman’s lap, her puffy cunt inches away from her spear-like shaft, body firmly held up by the slave’s incredible strength.
“My turn,” the criminal grinned, and licked her bared teeth. “Ride me like the whore you are, girl.” She nodded to the slave, who dropped the Princess like a stone, impaling her cummed-up cunt in a single thrust. Allynna shrieked and squirmed at the sudden intrusion and the hammer-like blow to her cervix. Her body quivered, thighs tensing up, and both of the former prisoners laughed. It hurt, but it was a decidedly good pain, and the Princess liked it very much. She raised her shaking hips as best she could, searching for that same feeling again, and was rewarded with something similar when she dropped them down firmly, and powerfully.
The room echoed out with fleshy claps each time Allynna descended, her cunt gobbling up girl-cock at an astonishing rate. She looked down to see the dark, ebony cock sink into her soft, pink folds, loving the contrast, and adoring the tense, firm body of her current lover. Really, Allynna couldn’t think of them as anything else; though they were fucking her and throwing her around like a paid prostitute - or in the case of the strong knight, a sex-doll - they were merely acting out their fantasies to the Princess’ deluded mind, and were just as lovely and loving as any Elven courtier. Her movements became more pronounced and efficient, her hips rising faster and dropping smoother; her folds clung and gripped the rod with greedy tenacity, following her as she rose off, and squishing wetly as she dropped down.
“She’s getting into it,” the slave cooed, and almost gently stroked Allynna’s neck. The feeling was strange, considering the roughness from just moments before, but the juxtaposition filled her mind with delightful euphoria. Her ample hips ground down on each needy descent, her aching clit grinding into hard, dark skin, before she rose back up with a slutty wiggle. She fucked herself on the Dark Elf’s cock with almost wild abandon, slowly losing any sense of decorum or nobility and becoming exactly the kind of Elf that she so vehemently hated.
Hot, pleased breaths left her mouth, and she slowly tore her eyes away from the pretty body beneath her bucking limbs and looked at her friends. The two had tears in their eyes, slowly trailing down their cheeks, and Allynna smirked at them. Her hips smashed down on the impaling cock in loud, meaty claps, and each one had the two Elves wince in displeasure. When Allynna let out a moan of delight, the maid whimpered, and the Princess’ sadistic heart soared.
“Look how much they love me,” Allynna told them, her voice fraught with moans and whimpers, “they don’t wait on me all day - they take what they want, and show their devotion.”
As she finished her words the Dark Elf slave’s hands caressed her chin, and Allynna tilted her head back towards her. She did not expect for the slave to be suddenly tossed to the bed roughly, breath escaping in an annoyed huff, her fingers scratching the Princess’ cheeks and scalp. Allynna looked with surprise, her hips momentarily halting, before another presence rose up behind her.
The knight’s fingers curled possessively around Allynna’s face, urging her to turn, and she did so, craning her neck and ignoring the pain as she sought to meet the eyes of the much taller Dark Elf. Her hazel eyes met with honey-gold, and she was both surprised and delighted to see some obscure emotion in the impassive knight’s eyes. Yet those thoughts left as the Dark Elf’s purple hand came around and delivered a stinging slap to Allynna’s cheek, and the girl’s eyes stung with sudden tears.
“Don’t you dare sully your lips with these two,” the knight’s deep voice grated obscurely, and then roughly mashed her own sharp lips against Allynna’s own. For but a moment the Princess’ tongue wrestled with the dominant warrior’s, her hips still wiggling atop the impaling dick-meat, but soon her tongue was forced aside so that the knight could plunder her mouth at will. It lasted for but a few brief, blissful seconds, before she pulled away and left Allynna desperate for more.
The criminal below her rolled her eyes and slapped one of the Princess’ dangling breasts, causing the generous tit-flesh to wobble. Allynna took the hint and resumed her moments, but was impaired by the larger body against her backside. As she moved she felt the knight’s heavy cock press into the gap between her doughy mounds of ass-flesh, and as Allynna rose and fell she wiggled her ass and massaged the great, heaving dick, appreciating the feel of it. At the same time her inner walls squeezed down on the cock within her tight warmth, lubing it up with significant amounts of spent cum and female juice that leaked down and over the Dark Elf’s toned, muscular abdomen.
The knight dragged her cock downwards, through the cum glazing on her ass, until her fat, leaking head prodded against the tight ring of her asshole. Even as the cock thrust into her from below, stretching her sopping, eager petals wide around the girth, the second cock pressed instantly into her second hole. Allynna had no problems with being fucked by both at once - after all, she wanted to show her love for these excellent, wonderful courtiers, and would deny them no pleasure of her body. However, as the knight’s bulging cockhead gained entry into her ass, she had to grit her teeth at the sudden pressure.
Her hips slowed even further as she tried to grow accustomed to the length penetrating her innards. It barreled insistently into her ass, only going slowly due to the immense tightness and lack of lubrication; when it was only halfway inside she was already overwhelmed with pleasure. However, the criminal below her luscious body certainly did not approve of this slowing of pace, and started to do the work herself. She thrust upwards, jamming herself into the snug folds that rested just inches above her swollen base, nails digging deep into the Elf’s slim thighs.
The knight sheathed herself fully within the tight asshole, pressing all the way into Allynna’s guts, and the girl felt lightheaded under the pressure of it all. While her cunt was abused from below she was thrust into from behind. The knight began to make small movements, at first only jabbing with an inch of her hulking slab of dick-meat at a time, but every thrust deepened her movements as she worked Allynna’s asshole looser and made more room for herself to move and fuck. Allynna tried her best to work with them, rolling her hips and raising them in time with their jagged gyrations, but the two were acting in opposing movements, one sawing into her slit the moment the other retreated from her ass, and vice-versa, never allowing her to move in the right way.
The slave laughed. “Awww, look at her, so full of cock.” She grinned ferally, and sat up on both her knees, one hand stroking her dick. “By the time we’re done here, you’re going to be gaping and leaking cum from every hole.”
“She already is,” the criminal snapped irritably. “Look at the mess she’s leaving on my dick. I’m going to have to make her clean it up with her tongue, after.”
“What a naughty slut,” the slave replied, and adjusted herself so that her dick was poking into Allynna’s cheeks. “But first, let’s get that tongue licking my cock. Go on, suck it, Princess.”
Allynna’s moved her head to face the girl-dick, and the head slipped across her pale, silky cheek, leaving a slimy trail of semi-transparent cum. She gratefully opened her mouth and stretched out her tongue, running the flat of it across the underside of the deep, ebony-coloured dick. The slave’s red eyes glimmered as she stared ravenously down on the Elven princess that licked on her stiff rod, and she herself ran her tongue across her own lips at the wonderful sight.
The knight’s body pressed downwards, her massive breasts mashing against Allynna’s shoulders and neck like perfectly soft, plump cushions. They were utterly perfect, and reminded the Princess of those times she had fallen asleep on her mother’s immense, comfortable, pillow-like tits. A part of her hoped that the knight would allow her to do the same, and she wondered if she could ply the intimating Elf with favours until she relented. Those thoughts danced through her mind as she licked along the fat, girthy shaft near her lips, kissing the leaking tip softly and tenderly, while her free hand reached out to cup the slave’s sensitive, round ballsack.
The Darkling below her groaned and shoved her oversized cock up into her warmth, and immediately began to let out a rush of sticky cum that swept up her tunnel and washed through her with a pleasingly hot sensation. Yet, despite cumming, the highwayman did not stop her thrusting, and kept up the steady pace, slamming upwards and plowing her still hard shaft into Allynna’s tightness, dislodging cum in loud, lewd squelches, and burying her jizz-coated head as deep as it could go on every thrust. That overload of sensation set Allynna’s own body off, and as another orgasm swept over her every hole clamped down, cunt quivering and asshole fluttering around their respective dicks.
Though she rode out the mighty orgasm she still tried to lick and kiss the last remaining cock, in the clumsy manner of someone doing two things at once, but did so with all the devotion she could muster. She slurped up the collected cum of two Dark Elves, sucking it wetly into her mouth so that it puddled with the generous amount of saliva collected within, and used it as lubrication to better glide her plush lips up and down the veiny meat-rod. Her fingers worked at the still-swollen ballsack, massaging each individual, life-carrying orb, pretending she could feel the sperm swirling within. The slave groaned slutty praises in Allynna’s name, and it filled her with joy.
“What a good cum dumpster,” the slave moaned, roughly slapping the Princess’ doughy tits until the reddened. “She’s so eager to take all of our loads, and she still wants more. How… cute.”
“Indeed,” the knight intoned in agreement, slamming hard and fast. Allynna trembled and sighed in a whorish manner, the lewd degradation like praise to her mind.
The criminal grimaced. “Fuck, the whore really likes it - she’s tightening up around my cock, tighter than the stockades, shit -”
The knight doubled down on her movements, the furious tempo filling the room with meaty thwaps and claps and drowning out any further speech; she jammed her dick into the Princess’ steaming guts over and over, stretching her asshole wide and forcing many inches of massive, girthy dick-meat within. Her strong abs could be felt rippling along Allynna’s smooth back, displaying the cavalry woman’s sheer martial and sexual prowess, while her fat breasts, swollen as if with milk, pressed softly against her body like the most comfortable cushion in the world. She fucked with precision and intent, spearing her dick up through the tight hole and not pausing for a single instant. In contrast the criminal fucked fitfully and needily, jamming her aching rod up through fat, swollen, red folds, delving into the white-streaked pink of her cunt, only intent on getting off as fast as possible.
The knight came again, pausing only briefly to allow her dick to spurt out a tremendous load into Allynna’s ass. Sperm decorated her stretched-out hole in the same manner as her throat and cunt before it, draping across every available inch and staining the deeper walls that the fat cock had not yet touched. Yet the knight seemed dissatisfied with that alone, and her dick was still painfully hard, and so she started up again into the same slick rhythm of thrusts. The added pressure and the ragged movements on Allynna’s hips seemed to set off the criminal yet again, who grunted and let out a third load of semen that spattered into the already creamed-up love tunnel, though her the last load was significantly smaller than the rest in volume.
“Shit,” the highwayman swore, and rested back against the bed. “So fucking tight. Gotta compliment whoever bred this slut - she’s a fucking treasure.”
Allynna was delighted, and was almost going to speak, but the presence of the Dark Elf knight on her back made her remember her earlier words about silence, and so said nothing. She tried to display that delight by slurping and sucking away at the slave’s dick, gobbling up every sloppy string of saliva she coated it with before drooling it back out across the girth. Her ministrations bore fruit as her balls tightened between her fingers, and the cock pulsated. Allynna pulled away as a spurt of cum shot across her face, coating one eye and the bridge of her upturned nose, before the rest was unleashed across her neck and the tops of her rounded, jiggling tits. The cum glazing was intoxicatingly warm on her skin, and Allynna wanted to scoop it up and taste it all.
The knight atop her grabbed her by the ass, fingers sinking deep into her flesh, and lifted her up, using both the strength of her arms and the spear-like girth of her dick. The highwayman’s cock slurped free with a loud noise, cum dripping out of her freshly-seeded slit, before the Dark Elf dropped Allynna's hips back down. Allynna sat on the liquid-soaked lap for an instant before the knight’s heavy body pressed down on her, forcing her to fold over and rest her front against the Elf below her. Her legs burned at the discomfort, her spine ached, but the soft tits on her back made up for it, and the feel of her cum-glazed tits pressing into other Dark Elf’s, their faces inches apart, nipples grazing, was enough to fully intoxicate her mind.
For a few minutes the knightly Dark Elf kept up the pace, slamming her dick into the now-lubed asshole, stretching it around her girth, swollen head scraping every ridge of that tight tunnel. It lasted until the over-sensitive behemoth cock shivered and pulsated, swelling up. Then, suddenly, the cock in her ass slipped free; for a moment Allynna was concerned, and it showed on her face, as the criminal below her chuckled and sloppily licked her forehead. Then it was immediately shoved into her tight, yet well-fucked, snatch. The sudden force and ferocity had Allynna cry out, eyes wide, sweat and cum flinging off her body; the Knight’s blow sent cum squelching out in a rush, the bulging cockhead nearly piercing her cervix right through, and another load of potent baby-batter swept into her fertile womb.
The knight’s body kept her pinned against the sweaty criminal’s, and there she stayed as pump after pump of cum was unloaded within her. Mercifully the Dark Elf finished and pulled out, leaving her nethers sticky and totally gummed up; Allynna’s mind had gone hazy by that point, and she barely recognized when the Dark Elves lifted sweat-coated body and dumped her on the floor. She came around eventually with great, heaving gasps, her mind awash with pleasure, her back against the bed. Her two friends were in front of her, keeling in concern, the maid wiping at her horrible mussed face, and the other trying to say... something to her.
Allynna opened her mouth, closed it, and then tried again. Her eyes flicked up, mischief dancing within them, and then she turned between her two friends. She said the words they wanted to hear so badly - “I love you.” Those three, magical words had the two would-be lovers perk up, eyes wide with emotions of requited love and happy devotion, but the two should have expected the Princess’ next actions. The Princess no longer stared at them, no longer cared for the way they doted over her abused body; her hazel eyes were firmly locked onto the cocks of the three Dark Elves that stood just behind the pale duo, cocks limp for the first time and leaking their jizz and her own cunt juices.
She pressed her lips softly to each, whispering the same reverential words, kissing them with loving care. Her two devastated companions look at her with broken expressions, unable to cope with the lewd acts, but any sort of words they may have spoken were lost. They stared as their best friend lavished attention to the heaving girl dicks, the maid devastated, the noble girl hurt beyond belief. Jizz dripped down on them from above, but neither could care any less, as the body of their true love was already lathered in the degrading substance.
After several long minutes, during which the noble-born best friend of Allynna tuned everything else out, she felt a whisper in her ear. She barely glanced to the side to see the proud, impassive face of the knight, who told her something that sent both a chill down her spine, and a tingle of arousal through her softened cock.
“They treat me how I want them to,” the knight quoted with a slight chuckle. “They take what they want. That is what my property said. Well, girl? Are you going to sit back, or are you going to treat your… princess… how she deserves to be treated?”
The noble-girl watched the slutty love of her life, mouth dry, and, though she did not want to listen, the knight’s words took root in her mind, and her cock hardened. She would show her love for Allynna one way, or the other…
Queen Azaheadrea of the Elven Kingdom quivered and shook violently in orgasm, her fingers digging into the soft pink of her pussy. It rippled through her body like silk being cut, just as smooth and sensational; her only regret was that she didn't have a dick burrowing into her cunt at that moment. She stood just behind an open door, which Allynna, in her forgetfulness, forgot to lock - the Queen, her mother, had been drawn to the moans, and now could not tear her eyes away from her perfectly lewd sight of her daughter being degraded and fucked until her proud mind broke, reduced to a moaning meat-hole for the Dark Elves’ pleasure.
For a second she almost felt bad for the two Elves on their knees and the pathetic treatment they had received, but then the aftershocks of her intense orgasm hit her and throw her into a quivering fit, breasts wobbling in their ill-fitting dress and thighs shaking. Her thoughts turn from the two elves and towards her daughter’s cum filled snatch, and she eagerly licks her lips at the thought of licking the bountiful white liquid out of her daughter’s tunnel. She knew that there was no way her daughter was coming out of this event without a child or three, but that was fine in the Queen’s eyes, especially with such fine specimens doing the breeding.
Azaheadrea made up her mind. She anticipated the idea of going out there and joining the grinning Dark Elves, and being degraded from a Queen to something even lower than her Princess daughter. Whether Allynna was prepared or not, she was about to receive her mother’s tongue deep in her pussy - and, if Azaheadrea was lucky, perhaps the two pale Elves would join in as well. The more the merrier, after all.