Closed for PhoenixPrime01 and I.. Careless High elf..

Closed for PhoenixPrime01 and I.. light meets dark...

Liath ~


Raised within the shelter walls of the high elven city. All I could ever dream of was getting out, the woods were calling me more and more everyday. There were times when I was able to go out of the city, more for hunting and collecting various things. Nothing like I wanted. For as long as I can remember the trees, the streams, everything about the woods would call to me. One day I made a descion, when we were to go out hunting I would wonder off and go exploring. I was well trained with the bow, and wasn't afraid of anything.

That night finally came. Me and a few others left the city, only reason I was allowed to go is because I was that great with the bow, better than most. I was surprised that they actually allowed us to go our seprate ways, normally we would have partners. Obviously I didn't mind at all. I wanted to go alone anyway and this was my chance. Took to the trees like they were land, jumping from branch to branch. Long, golden hair flowing along with the cape behind me. Peircing blue eyes taking in everything as if I was seeing the woods for the first time.

Wasn't sure how long I had traveled, nor did I care. I could get lost out here and not have a care in the world. This was the first time I was going to enjoy myself. I knew there was nothing out here to harm me. Creatures that would were far from here and had no desire to come this way. I was totally free of everything.

Noticed there was a stream up ahead, it looked so inviting. Making a small look around, listened for anything that may have been near. Didn't hear nor see anything. Leaping down from the trees, setting down my long bow on the side. Reaching up to take off the lengthy black cloak that draped around my slender, pale body. My hair flows from the cloak, like it was silk. I wasn't all that muscular, though very well toned. The leather vest and pants showing off the curves that every man wished they could touch. None have so far, they were all to stuck up for my taste. I looked like a big tease, which I was, nothing more. Managed all these years to keep my virginity had no plans to lose any time soon.

Stripped off the rest of my clothes, never wore anything underneath so it didn't take long to get fully undressed. Slipping into the pool of water within the stream. My pale body vanishes in the deep darkness of the waters. Hair flows with and just like the waters trying to reach down stream. Finding a perfect rock to sit on, closing my eyes letting myself go, free of thoughts.

After some time swimming enjoying the night air and the cool waters, it was time for me to go. The sun would be rising soon, sun didn't hurt us much, just extremly sensitive to it's rays. Looking around for my things, they were no where to be found. Even my bow was gone. At first I thought about calling out Ivar's name, he's always playing meaningless tricks on me, realizing no-one knows I'm here..... Or do they? And if so who? Started to walk some more around the stream, my hair was long enough that it covered most of everything. It was obvious that my things were takened, least they could have done was leave me the cloak. At least.

I made no attempt to call out to anyone, even to the person who took my things. I was just listening in hopes that they will show their face soon enough and tell me what it is they want. Less it was a joke, though it can't be because there's only one who plays tricks like this. Deep down I was begining to get scared, though I would not show it. Didn't want to give them the pleasure.

Suddenly you enclosed in the darkest darkness you've ever encounted. It's as if you've gone blind. Moments later your nude body is outlined by farie fire to reveal you're place within the darkness.

As you recover and open your mouth to call out a leather sack is pulled over your head, drawstrings jerked tightly closed and tied off.

When you begin to flail about a hard fist is buried into your abdomen just below your bare heaving breasts and the air is driven from your lungs. A second blow buckles your knees and you drop to the forest floor.

Strong hand pull your arms behind you an bind your wrists and the tie your elbows together. You're pushed forward onto your stomach and ankles and knees are bound. A rope connects ankles and wrist fully immobilizing you.

You're lifted onto a shoulder, the darkness vanishes as you're carried from the stream in the direction of a rocky escarpment not you'd seen before the sun set, your ability to know direction of travel is the woods is a benefit even if hooded.

Darkness fell all around me, normally I would be able to see in the dark. Not this time, couldn't even see past my nose. I wanted to scream when my body was outlined. It didn't hurt or anything, seemed like it was a taunt. Giving me some vision, not enough to matter or allow me to run.

Just when I was about to scream, at the same time quickly realizing it would do me no good. Something hit me hard, making me cry out gasping air. Then another blow, guess the first one wasn't good enough for him. Obvious it was some male, from his punches. Gasping for air hard, the leather bag over my head was suffocating me. It felt like it anyway. Silently crying, tears streaming down my cheeks. All I could do was feel him tie me up, I tried to fight, it was with false hopes. There wasn't much I could do even before the blows he impaled into me.

The sound of the stream was fading slowly as we walked. I managed to gain some control over my breathing. It was hard and I really didn't like this bag over my head. Felt like I was going to die. Was so hard to breathe. Even with controlled breathing it was hard.

"What do you want? Why me? I've done nothing to deserve this."

Male voice:

"Because you're lovely, have a wonderful body and I want you. That's reason enough High Elf, " comes a muffled voice through the leather sack.

His pace increases to a job and you're belly is bounce and jounced on his shoulder for quite some time and then it feels cooler on your bare body for some reason. You can also make out what sound like echos, through the sack over your head, as rocks are kicked or disturbed.

You're carried on and on through twists and turns up and down until finally you hear running water and what sounds like a small waterfall, and echos.

He sets you down and the sack is removed, although not your bonds.

Standing before you is a prime male of one of the most feared and hated races in the world, a drow elf. Now you understand the sudden darkness. It's one of their inate abilities, as is the fariey fire that outlined your body in it.

"You now belong to me. You are now my property and will do as I tell you to do. My name is Zxanthalis, but you will call me Master and treat me as your Master or you'll be punished.
"You'd never find your way out of here and would probably end up a meal for one of the denizens who live in the caverns.
"Is all I've said clear to you or do I have to initiate you into your slavery painfully slave?"

"I am no slave, now let me go. I'd take my chances out there rather than become a slave to someone that just kidnaps anyone he choses." Sharp and cold words. Even though I'm still bound, didn't matter. I wasn't about to become an easy slave just like that.

"Who the hell do you think I am for you to treat me like this?" I snapped at him. Anger filled my eyes, disrespecting him to the fullest. I didn't care of his race, nor did I fear him. I was no slave, hell my own city laws couldn't keep me under control, what makes this, will admitt extremly good looking drow, what makes him think he can control me.

I was in a lot of pain, sore mucsles from being bound, my stomache still ached from the earlier blows. Granted it didn't look good for me, but still I spat him. Showing him my resistance towards him. The spit only landed at his feet, still it was proof for him that if he is to take me, it wasn't going to be easy. Well not for me anyway. I didn't want to tell him I was still a virgin, yet if this keeps up, he'll find out soon enough.

"You will have to break me before I become any kind of slave to you least of all." I do no fear you no more than I fear being out there in the wild." More sharp words came out, even more so through my eyes.

Zxanthalis:

"Then so it shall be slave and make no mistake from now onward you are my slave and if you have to be broken to teach you that then so be it."

"However, I will tell you why a High Elf and why you in particular.
"A High Elf because one killed my son when he went to the surface just to see what it was like and see the stars and moon for the first time. He was a child, just twenty-five. His only crime was being born Drow.
"Why you in particular? You're cities defenses may work well against humans or a party, but against a single Drow they're pitiful.
"I've visited your city many times and saw you there. You are one of the fairest in the city and I chose you based on that and the fact that you're being gone will cause the same pain I've felt for these past 25 years.
"In was fated that tonight would be the night you were out of the city and I claimed you as mine. Twenty-five years ago tonight my son died."

He finishes speaking, undresses revealing is scarred hard muscled lean body. His sizable and erect penis and walks over and rolls you onto her front.

The hogtie holds you still as he pulls your ass into the air. The pressure on your wrists bows your back. The connecting rope is pulled from between your round and muscular ass cheeks and to the side.

He lets saliva drool into his hand and wipes it onto his hard penis, moves up close and centers it onto your pussy. You're hips are jerked back as he drives his cock into you.

A bark of triumph as he feels the head breech your maidhead on it's way to your deepest depths, "HA! A virgin. I have a slave who's virginity I've just claimed as mine as I claim her body as mine.
"Loth, the spider Goddess, is good to me, slave."

Liath ~

"It's not my fault that your son died. It's not like I chose the rules from which my city follows. As for me being missed and the fairest of all. Perhaps missed, but no way am I the fairest." More sharp, cold words rang through my voice.

It was very painful to be lying on my front, hog-tied. There was nothing I can do, cept through words. Next thing I knew he was getting undressed, I knew then what was going to come next. Just didn't realize how much pain was involved.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH,..... THAT HUUURRRRTTTSSSS... STOOOOPPP...I'MMMM NOT YOUR SLAVE!! " screams filled the air, pleads to make him stop with false attempts. Slowly the pain started to subside, my body bagan to betray me, still I kept screaming, telling him, or convincing myself that I wan't his slave.

"I AM NOT PROPERTY, NOR AM I YOURSSSSSSSSS" Trying to force the words out and not moan them, needed to stay sharp and cold to him.

Zxanthalis:

Each word is puncutated by his cock driving, ramming into you spreading you wide and fillng you," You.. are.. my.. slave.. to.. do.. to and ... with as I choose.
"Mine !! All.. of.. your.. centuries.. long.. life.. Mine.. SLAVE!!"

My mind was getting clouded, was starting to lose focus. It was still painful, at the same my body seemed to disagree by releasing a massive orgasm against my will, cept for the words.

"I..... WILL... NEVER..... BECOMMMMME.... YOUR... GODDD FORSAKEN.... SSSSSLAVEE!!"
words screamed out between the moans, little did I know he was breaking me, only because I wanted this pain to stop. Did I? The more I resisted the more he pounded deep and hard into me and I was liking it?!? What was wrong with this.. It wasn't supose to be like this.

"NNNEVVVVVVVVVVVERRRRRRRRRRR" screamed into another orgasm, body trembles harder with each thrust, he pounds and rubs hard along the sweet spot deep within. His sack slams against my clit forcing spasms through every nerve. I was slowly starting to black out no matter how hard I tried not to..

"never ...... your ... ssslave.." the orgasms were ongoing, but my screams were subsiding. My nails were digging into the palms of my hands, drawing blood.

Zxanthlis:

Each word driven home by a thrust of his hips into you slamming against your deepest wall each time and grinding on it, "Mine... my... slave. Mine... my... slave. Mine..... my.... slave. Fly... as... you... get... what... slave's... get.... and need. Slave.... slave.... my slave.... mine... mine... my slave."

Liath~

"noooooooooooooo.....I'm.... no-one's slave....." Growled out the words, tried to any way. Failed for there was to much moaning within them. Moans and orgasms were beging for more, my words were not.

"pleeeasssssse ssssstop.... I ..can't ... feel my ... hands..." more moans than words, forcing out the words. Body was tingling, digging my nails into my hands just to make sure they were still there. He was practically chanting that I was his slave. With my mind so clouded, wasn't sure whether to believe him or not. Everything just seemed to fade out. My body was pleading with him for more, trying to thrust back into him making the thrusting more powerful.

The thick lengthy rod was starting to feel better each time, it was hard to push back being bound like this. He was in total control of the pace and the depth. God only knows when he'll cum and be done.

"pleassse ssstopp......... hands.... . legssss.. hurt....." Softer pleas, wasn't sure how much longer I can stay bound like. Never been bound before, something I was not used at all.

Zxanthlis:

A lean backward gave me one of my knives and it was the work of second to sever the ropes binding her ankles and knees. This released the pressure on her wrists so blood would now flow normally again and freed her legs.

The pause it her taking and claiming lasted only moments then began again and once again words between each driving thrust into her now hot and very, very wet depths, "Mine... My slave... Fuck me back slave.... Fuck... your... Master... slave. Clench... hard... on Master's.... cock... and fuck.... yourself on it. Do it.... slave... you... know... you... want to... FUCK ME Slave."

Liath~

It felt good when he stoped, even more so when he release my bounds. Allowing me to get onto my knees, yet keeping my chest to the ground. The suddenly the thrusting began again, every nerve in my body betrayed me, not wanting this to stop. Unconciously started to fuck him back, barely hearing his words, though it seemed like I was obeying him.

"I......am......nnnnnn......master.....yesssss.." broken up words, sentence didn't come out the way I wanted it to, but it was enough to let him know he was getting closer to what he wishes of me. Closing my eyes, digging into the ground. Thrusting back against him more powerful thrusts than what he was doing to me. Showing him how much I wanted this now.

Zxanthlis:

"Master... say... it slave... your Master. My slave... tell me... what you..." and a finger slides into your ass and moves in time to the hardness taking and claiming you, "are... say... you're my.... slave."

"yesssss... mm....mm......master." Whispering the words, they were forced, each thrust made them come out. Wasn't quite a whisper, but was soft enough too barely be heard. This only made him slam into me with more force. I couldn't believe how power and thick, long he was. He had a death grip on one hip, while his fingers explored my ass.

I was so numb, cloud minded, that it wasn't much for him to get his finger in deep. Took no effort at all, like my body wanted it. The feeling brought me to another fit of screams an orgasms.

"MASSSTERR...." was all I cried out. tears streamed down my face, at the word. I wanted him to stop, he just kept going and going. Bringing me to endless orgasm after orgasm. Opened my eyes a few times, only to see darkness and to close them again. My body kept thrusting hard, keeping up with his pace. As if it was a natural thing to do.

Zxanthlis:

Pounding your cunt he fairy fired you both as his hand left your hip to grip your hair and pull. Pull like the reins of a horse. Your back bowed and slowly, still be ram fucked, you're brough up onto his thighs and are seated on his cock.

His tonge laps your neck and face, your lips as your head it turned and says, "Again slave. Say it again louder. What are you? Whose are you?" then move and fuck me as hard and as fast as you can impale your cunt on my shaft fuck me.
"Fuck me until I cum in your slave's cunt."

The grip on my hair only made me climax again. Indicating I like my hair pulled like that. Of course I wouldn't know this till now. The harder he pulled my hair, the harder I came.

"MASTER, I'M......... YOURS....... M....M..MASTER" somewhat growling that words out. I didn't want to turn to face him. Didn't want to do as he wished. Trembling so hard I could barely move at his command anyway.

Slowly managed to turn around, keeping my eyes closed and down casted. Slipping him back into me hard and fast, picking up the pace. Impaling myself onto him at the pace he was doing. Forcing my legs to stay open and pump that much more. The were trembling far to much to keep this going, I kept it up none the less.

Zxanthlis:

*Smack!* *Smack!* your face is slapped one way and then the other


"Were you told to close your eyes slave. Open them. Open them and look at your Master, look at your pussy as you fuck your Master's cock with it like a slave in heat.
"Fuck me until I cum and keep cumming slave. Cummm over and over until I do," he says as his hands begin to arouse and torment your lust hardened breasts and already hard nipples.

Little cries let out at the slap, making me open my eyes with anger once again. Staring straight into his eyes, for a few moments. Each slap brought a little more wetness, streaming down his solid cock. I looked down for a brief moment, then looked back to his eyes. Held for few moments before atempting to shake my side to side and closeing them again tightly, reaching another climaxing orgasm. Trembling out of control, walls of my cunt clentching tightly along the length. Pounding myself onto him wanting him to cum. Kept my eyes closed again, I didn't care if he smacked me again, I didn't want to look, didn't want to look at what he was making me do, what my body was liking and wanting.

Zxanthlis:

"Look slave. Obey or you'll force me to teach you a painful lesson in obedience, " he says as he jerks your hair for emphasis. "Look at your Master, look down as you fuck your Master with his cunt, the one he now owns and whose virginity is his too.
"Obey and look or suffer pain slave," he says as his hips jerk upward to meet you each time you drop onto his hard shaft.

Growls of frustrastion came out instead. Opened my eyes to look at him only, showing him the anger that still rested in my eyes. Sadly for me the anger was mixed with lust. I was seriously getting aroused by the power and control he had over me.

Held my eyes with his, refusing to look down. Didn't want to accept that it was me fucking him. It was my body yes, my mind was in a different place. Not accepting this. If I was to look down at what he wanted me to see, I would have to accept. Would have to submitt. Kept my eyes on him for as long as I could. I couldn't look down anyway with the way he griped my hair to look at him.

"Don't ...... want..... to.look....m... master." The words were soft even with the heavy pounding and breathing that was making me weaker every moment. Closing my eyes once again, only to let out weak cries of an orgasm. Forcing myself to not black out again, to keep pace with him.

Zxlanthlis:

"I... said... look... slave. Look at what a hot lusty slave you are fucking your Master's cock with your dripping wet cunt," he says as his hand twists your hair to turn your face and he pushes down until your eyes are on your pussy as you move up and down his cock cumming and cumming as you fuck yourself.

Liath~

I tried to close my eyes when he forced me to look. Images still remained, as if I was watching it even with my eyes closed. Tears started to stream down once again, unable to hold them back any longer. Only kept my eyes open now for the simple fact it did no good to close them, I would still see what he wanted me to see. There were a few times when I did have them closed, tightly. those would be the times when he noticed most, to him I wasn't looking at all.

He looked at me once again to see if I still had them closed, this time they were open, filled with eagerness to make him cum. I had no idea how much longer I was able to keep this pace. Only time my eyes closed now was for the orgasms that seemed to never end.

Zxlanthlis:

He lets go of your hair after his dark lips claim yours in and deep and hungry kiss.

His hands cover your heaving sweat beaded breasts and kneads and squeezes them as his hips now begin to move matching your movements.

As you drop his hips lift driving him even deeper into you as the liquid sound of sex echos in the small cavern and it's smell fills both of your senses.

"My... slave.... Mine. I... own... you... all...of ...you ... SLAVE. I .. am... Master! You... are... my... SLAVE!!"

Liath~

Was starting to wonder if all men kept goin like this, he had to be close to releasing, he just had to be?!?

I didn't say anything to his words, I did although kiss him back just as hard when he kissed me. That had to be the most pleasurable feeling of this whole situation. My body was getting weaker by the second, I tried to keep going, just couldn't. My legs were closing tighter around his, his legs were the only thing forcing them spread.

"I.... can't....soooo weak... can't keep this pace......master.."
I wanted to keep going, between being hog-tied and my body was already weak from the run over here. Now this new sensation. It was all to much for me.