A few handful of coins exchanged, and she leads the unleashed boy on one arm. Well-disciplined, strong and according to my sperm taster, quite fertile. Looks like they care for their own. Now being reported as "missing in action" is the least of your worries when bolas swing out of the woods and down members of your youth patrol. Strange restraints, charts for human body, pointing out "pleasure centers" and tomes of strange scripts fill the room. One of the hellhounds, the one who told you to "make puppies", kisses your cheek. You kicked one on the shins, and elbowed the other, your hand about to draw steel. Just why and how does she engage in such ghastly business when she is a mother and a wife? Her hands are like cold ice, crystal, ethereal, beautiful beyond belief and emit wisps of blue snow, alongside her pale, blueish complexion. He hesitantly smiles and nods: Grumbling, your captor nodded and looked away. Your friends however, look blankly, some of them growing hard at the spectacle, evoking another cheer from orc girls. My people trade in bodies and keep them since Gods know when. Of course that doesn't make you stop stealing glances at her skirt, and underwear showing clearly, not that she minds being a dark elf.
Your tale, made a bit heartbreaking by your sad tone, makes them coo and pet you like a puppy. Anyone gets out of the line, you WILL regret it. One way or another, you'll be processed, so you go along. Rose smiles. Rose is a fair one, and actually her slaves land in good families, ya know. A boring military orphan, with nothing back at Lescatie, and now poor and made a slave. You shiver, your hands are bound behind your back with flexible leather cuffs, and the small rope around your balls are gently squeezing your cock to full erection. An hour or so later One hand gently guides your dick slowly somewhere until, blocked as your sight is, feel a very warm, engulfing feeling around it as she sits and slides your cock as much as possible inside her without even breaking off the gentle kiss. Depressed, you curl up in your roll in a corner, weeping in fear. Beaten and kidnapped, dragged for days by monster girl raiders, you all nod tearfully as your stomachs grumble. You make a mental note to contact them some time. You sigh, already feeling flushed, but also not surprised. Your nudity enhances your helplessness, now you understand the meaning of helplessness and captivity. You see that she's been working on a painting After a minute, she pinches Karl, your youngest friend's ear. Predictable, parrotlike. And her reactions to well-conduct, and punishment for stupidity and stubbornness is something you'll never forget. Then a fist connects to your forehead as you see stars. Rose grins again, and nods, her long, pointy, dark ears twitching like many times you saw whenever she is pleased. My people trade in bodies and keep them since Gods know when. Your friends are quiet and likewise immobilized, awaiting what fate was coming to them as a helpless human for sale in a monster market. Still have the shoulders left. So are you the little stud they brought? Her bushy tail wags from joy, and her round curves of hers He was on discount, and is fertile and cute.
One hand gently guides your dick slowly somewhere until, blocked as your sight is, feel a very warm, engulfing feeling around it as she sits and slides your cock as much as possible inside her without even breaking off the gentle kiss. You politely decline the sulphur, which brings a rush of laughter around the table. They look like they mean business, even when their faces are like cute puppies. You feel your member begin to pulse, rapidly throbbing in the Alpha Bitch's wet crevice. The Danuki manager yawns, and hands your leash to the Hellhound. Suddenly you hear a voice right next to your ear. You notice that a different group of humans you knew, youths who were under training at a neighboring city as knights, have been made demure boys. Slowly she slides, your skin feeling her slightly hairy, wet pussy engulfing your dick and leaves a wet feeling around its base as sopping wet she is. She blushes even more when the other anubis kneels, and softly inspects her belly with a strange, magical device that looks like a round stone, her eyes looking at the girl assuringly. Live the thrill of seeing delicious elf fuck, really shocking bodies, these delicious creatures have a very small waist, where part of an impact ass, big buttocks that move when walking and extremely big tits that they use with a lot of skill. You surrender to your desires and generously squeeze the big, round, chocolate buttcheeks while gulping hard. Tobias, one really sad, depressed orphan you remembered was lucky, hugging a young kitsune girl all the time: And it now dawns on you that you are taken by monstergirls to be kept. You've been good boys so far, and I rewarded you in kind.
Still it's not a good memory to look back to. The Kitsune's eyes twinkle playfully when she sees the poor naked boys before her, and you can see tiny fangs protruding between her lips. Nothing magical, but very, very pleasant. She rubs a small cool gel on your chest with her pawpads and even combs your hair and dabs a small ointment under your eyes. You drift into the sweetest sleep ever Just why and how does she engage in such ghastly business when she is a mother and a wife? That means you are ours. You are all, without further ado, captured by monstergirls in forests, lead away in binds, and by dark elves of all creatures. It's the helplessness, being defenseless, exposed and leered at constantly that keeps you frustrated Her jaw drops when she hears Thorn proceed: But that ass Much bigger than farmhands'! You curl to a corner and cry quietly, until a gentle but firm voice informs you: She is clad in dark leather armour which somehow has a leather skirt for lower protection-you're sure it won't protect any blow-, with a clear reveal of ivory white panties. But then, the warm hand on your back and a calmer and gentler life's desires always appealed to you. Lesson starts tomorrow. One way or another, you'll be processed, so you go along. The Dark Elf that fed you pushes you towards the stall; other slaves make place for you to stand. Some purse their lips sadly and feel down. All you hear are words indicating weird sums of coins and goods. Let's see if he can keep up with my life. Somehow she is happy in the end, and says something in their melodic language to "Rose", nodding approvingly. A strange woman with white hair, ebony skin and pointy ears towers above you. They must have I prefer real stud men.
She is rather voluptuous to the point of being fat, and her legs feel swollen. And admit it: All that's left is to sleep, huddled in bedrolls they mercifully gave, and learn. This strangely gentle looking dark elf nods, and takes out a large bag and sets of glasses. It feels like hours as each body part is uncovered, now, including breasts and buttocks. You feel tired, and finally, mercifully, sleep takes you. And there is no comparison when they open their legs to offer their wet pussy or get on all fours to show off their tight ass in search of a good cock. Not a smart idea. A salt of the earth, simple soul whom you met and warmed your body. Hours pass You squint, trying to figure out the potential buyers. Even your captors break into laughter seeing all of you happy as jays, talking to each other about your first sex and how you talked to them, planning to save up and curry favor with your masters in future to be given time to visit them. Seeing you eye them, the alpha bitch, the tallest one that towers over you, kisses your forehead. You start bawling from sheer pain, only to make them sigh in annoyment and eventually gag you. Wash the whiny bitch if you care for him so much. I need you girls brimming with essence and cranking Hellhound babies, as contract defines: I at least comfort him until a buyer comes. The sight makes you feel uneasy: You are all, without further ado, captured by monstergirls in forests, lead away in binds, and by dark elves of all creatures. A pensive looking Harpy comes to stand before you, ruffling her feathers with her claws, poking you like a parrot. Rose gives you a nudge, whispering: She blushes even more when the other anubis kneels, and softly inspects her belly with a strange, magical device that looks like a round stone, her eyes looking at the girl assuringly. It's not easy. Your friends however, look blankly, some of them growing hard at the spectacle, evoking another cheer from orc girls. Why don't we have a little chat first? That means you are ours. I'll make sure your future owner is nice
You might be a good breeder after all. Now the boy next to you is grasped, groped and checked carefully by a monster-woman: Half-unconscious moments of fearful waiting, the tension of being blindfolded and gagged is broken by a stern, but soft and reassuring voice, and a hand that finally relaxes your binds, untying the painful knots. Rose sighs, and you hear her mumble: A pensive looking Harpy comes to stand before you, ruffling her feathers with her claws, poking you like a parrot. Even you sense she is tempted. Your frown and shyness at these words is mistaken for playing hard-to-get, they pull you to a large table where many of them have been playing cards and eating. Another day, perhaps. What better way to try one human out to find out how good a slave trainer you are? She rubs a small cool gel on your chest with her pawpads and even combs your hair and dabs a small ointment under your eyes. One day, you are given weapons and told to patrol the forest, young boys with less experience than a woodsman hunting a rabbit. You are in a real good mood, cousin. She has a set of manacles on her belt, is as tall and powerful as her sisters, and looks at you like an appraising merchant, albeit with a small amount of pity You start bawling from sheer pain, only to make them sigh in annoyment and eventually gag you. That's it, a manifest. Feelings between shame and arousal still hurt your manhood. This isn't your church, you'll be rubbing clits whenever she orders you to do so! And I'm nothing if my friends are not happy. Sighing, you shake your head.
You lose track of time as your tortured penis, slipping out of a wet crevice, springs to life again when a warm blast of fire engulfs you from a dozen lusty eyes. She chuckles once one of your friends beg crying not to be killed. She is so gentle, docile, and loving when she holds your knees, rubs your thighs and tells you to relax where you sit. You sigh sadly. After a minute, she pinches Karl, your youngest friend's ear. You almost regret fighting her earlier; almost wishing you were him, to be caressed and valued. One by one, you see your former brothers-in-arms being bought by some monstergirl and being led away to their new lives. So pretty, yet to cold and to the point. You, Karl! Enjoy if you like that stuff. What do you do when asked for pleasure by a single monstergirl with distance no greater than a day's travel to your owner? When shyly questioned what will happen to your kind I'm watching you! Before you know it, it's over too soon. They look like they mean business, even when their faces are like cute puppies. Rose leans forward, and sensually kisses the young lad on his lips, and inserts her tongue down his throat in an aggressive sexual display. Strange restraints, charts for human body, pointing out "pleasure centers" and tomes of strange scripts fill the room. You are in the nude for a whole day, for anyone interested, humans or monsters, to touch and test your skin, flesh, and other already-mentioned body parts to see You try to sleep, hoping it will end soon Wordlessly she smiles at him, caressing his chest, legs, and eventually the area around his flaccid but stiffening manhood with her black gloved hand, quietly, for a few minutes. Monstergirls raid humans for slaves for breeding and labor, and take care in integrating, training and breeding them as sexual pets. Rose is a fair one, and actually her slaves land in good families, ya know. A few caresses, and you can't help but look away nervously when his cock stands at attention, iron hard. Where are the beasts spoken about by the Order? Humans need restraints, and men in particular! A soft, wet kiss marks the end of your first, joyful sex Use your palm to rub the muscle, not the fingertips! Your captor, no, the evil one, Razzan exits the shop and approaches your potential buyer.
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