Drakkwall
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The Elf Queen: http://img2.gelbooru.com//images/378/1c50507e5cdd722e2766f9be0d27d9ab994b5464.png
Ulf the Snake: http://th09.deviantart.net/fs11/300W/i/2006/181/2/b/Arlyn_Graythorne_by_nachtwulf.jpg
Ulf the Snake was a human bandit who plagued the elf lands for the last five hundred years, he had been cursed by the first Elf Queen to live forever, without aging, without dying and without love from another human. He had simply been a peasant scrubbing the stairs of the castles like the queen had demanded him to do, but the arrogant and stupid elf bitch had stepped onto the wet stairs with her high heels and tripped, falling right onto Ulf, pressing her impressive bossom onto his face, making him get an erection that rubbed agaisnt her crotch.
She had scrambled off him and with red faced fury spat her curse at him, leaving the human servant to be thrown out of the castle, not even given his belongings. Ulf had no real name back then, he had been born a servant, a slave in other words, theyh ad no right to a name.
Living off the wild, as he was now shunned by the entire kingdom, Ulf found out what she meant with No Love, he couldn't have sex with women, his penis wouldn't get hard and he couldn't orgasm no matter how much he jerked the limp meat. After fifty years went by the immortal took up the profession as thief, stealing whatever he could to survive, and after one hudnred years had passed he turned himself into a full time bandit.
He hated elves with a fury, as it reminded him of the bitch elf queen's curse upon him, and for the following four hundred years he would plague their trade routes and caravanns, his immortality becomign his weapon against them. And the queen couldn't do anything to stop him, once her curse had been spoken she couldn't revoke it, and that would become the fall of her.
Five hundred years had gone by since Ulf was cursed, and four hundred since he became a bandit, and currently the elves were at war with the dwarves and their armies were marching out of the country, the King going as well, but the queen remained. Rumors had run wild the last five centuries, they said that the queen had been unable to give the king an heir, apparently the king didn't have much fo an elfhood and it left the queen frustrated, and since she was bond by her word to only make love to her king, she couldn't take a lover, whiel the king was said to have dozens of concubines.
One day the queen left her castle without guards to meet up with her husband as he was returning for the winter, as the dwarves and the elves put their war on a hold until winter passed. There were capable of going with her so just two of her servants went with her, a male elf servant and a male human slave. It would he a whoel day's ride before she came in contact with the approaching army, but it wouldn't come to be.
As they carefully rode over a wooden bridge a bolt shoot out of the woods and pierced the skull of the elf servant, sending his horse into a panic, knocking the horse of the human slave into the river, dragging the poor man to his death by the heavy streams, before the horse stumbled on the bridge and fell to its death, the corpse still connected to its saddle.
The queen screamed at the death of her servant, but didn't spare the slave a glance, and rode off in panic and fear, her white horse running wild and she found herself riding wildly into the forest. After ten mintues of wild riding she found herself off her horse when a tree snake frightened the horse and it bucked up on its hind legs, throwing off its rider and then rode off into the forest, leaving the dazed queen on the ground.
Low chuckles came from the leaves and the scarred, black skinned and black haired man who was Ulf the Snake. "Well, well, your royal highness, what an honor to meet you face, to, face, after five centuries. But then again, you probably don't remember me and what you did to me." The man spoke in a sarcastic voice at the words "royal highness" and "honor", the automatic crossbow in his hand loaded with white bolts, the same as the bolt that had killed the elf servant.
Ulf glared down at the so called elf queen, the most beautiful elf to grace the lands and such an evil, arrogant and haughty bitch that she should have been born an orc slave to be taught some humility. Rapping her on the stomach with his leather boots the bandit snarled at her with a deep growling voice. "Get up bitch! Get up and get otu of that dress! You and I have something we should have discussed a long, long time ago!"
The queen shakingly got ot her feet and glared at the human and was about to scream at him when his hand grasped her mouth and he pressed her against a tree, his palm blocking her nose and mouth, keeping her from breathing very well and he spat her in the face as he growled at her. "Listen up your royal bitchness! There's no guards or magic to hide yourself behind this time! Either you do as I say or I kill you and fuck your dead corpse! You understand!?"
Tears streamed down her cheeks and she sobbed as she weakly nodded, he released her mouth and slapped her face and growled at her pathetic body as she stagged agaisnt the tree from the slap, a red mark on her cheek. "Get undressed elf bitch! Do it now!" The queen sobbed and whimpered as she shakingly pulled off her green riding dresss, she had not been wearing underwear, been eager to get soem sex from her king since she was so horny with so little sex for the last five hundred years, only wearing her thigh-high highheeled leather boots and riding gloves, covering her pussy with both hands, blushing at the man's staring at her nubile body.
Ulf felt a sensation he hadn't felt for five hundred years when he saw the naked queen bitch in front of him, he was getting a boner! The curse was lifted! No wait, he was still alive... no, the elf had stated "You shall never recieve Death by Age, Blade or Nature! You shall never recieve the pleasure of Love from the Humans!"... The bandit laughed, he finally understood, while he couldn't fuck humans, he could fuck elves! Oh boy now he regretted killing those elf women. "You fucked up elf bitch, you fucked up real good, with my curse. And now it's coming back to nail your ass." He stated with a wicked smirk, stroking a rough hand over the massive breasts of the elf queen.
Ulf the Snake: http://th09.deviantart.net/fs11/300W/i/2006/181/2/b/Arlyn_Graythorne_by_nachtwulf.jpg
Ulf the Snake was a human bandit who plagued the elf lands for the last five hundred years, he had been cursed by the first Elf Queen to live forever, without aging, without dying and without love from another human. He had simply been a peasant scrubbing the stairs of the castles like the queen had demanded him to do, but the arrogant and stupid elf bitch had stepped onto the wet stairs with her high heels and tripped, falling right onto Ulf, pressing her impressive bossom onto his face, making him get an erection that rubbed agaisnt her crotch.
She had scrambled off him and with red faced fury spat her curse at him, leaving the human servant to be thrown out of the castle, not even given his belongings. Ulf had no real name back then, he had been born a servant, a slave in other words, theyh ad no right to a name.
Living off the wild, as he was now shunned by the entire kingdom, Ulf found out what she meant with No Love, he couldn't have sex with women, his penis wouldn't get hard and he couldn't orgasm no matter how much he jerked the limp meat. After fifty years went by the immortal took up the profession as thief, stealing whatever he could to survive, and after one hudnred years had passed he turned himself into a full time bandit.
He hated elves with a fury, as it reminded him of the bitch elf queen's curse upon him, and for the following four hundred years he would plague their trade routes and caravanns, his immortality becomign his weapon against them. And the queen couldn't do anything to stop him, once her curse had been spoken she couldn't revoke it, and that would become the fall of her.
Five hundred years had gone by since Ulf was cursed, and four hundred since he became a bandit, and currently the elves were at war with the dwarves and their armies were marching out of the country, the King going as well, but the queen remained. Rumors had run wild the last five centuries, they said that the queen had been unable to give the king an heir, apparently the king didn't have much fo an elfhood and it left the queen frustrated, and since she was bond by her word to only make love to her king, she couldn't take a lover, whiel the king was said to have dozens of concubines.
One day the queen left her castle without guards to meet up with her husband as he was returning for the winter, as the dwarves and the elves put their war on a hold until winter passed. There were capable of going with her so just two of her servants went with her, a male elf servant and a male human slave. It would he a whoel day's ride before she came in contact with the approaching army, but it wouldn't come to be.
As they carefully rode over a wooden bridge a bolt shoot out of the woods and pierced the skull of the elf servant, sending his horse into a panic, knocking the horse of the human slave into the river, dragging the poor man to his death by the heavy streams, before the horse stumbled on the bridge and fell to its death, the corpse still connected to its saddle.
The queen screamed at the death of her servant, but didn't spare the slave a glance, and rode off in panic and fear, her white horse running wild and she found herself riding wildly into the forest. After ten mintues of wild riding she found herself off her horse when a tree snake frightened the horse and it bucked up on its hind legs, throwing off its rider and then rode off into the forest, leaving the dazed queen on the ground.
Low chuckles came from the leaves and the scarred, black skinned and black haired man who was Ulf the Snake. "Well, well, your royal highness, what an honor to meet you face, to, face, after five centuries. But then again, you probably don't remember me and what you did to me." The man spoke in a sarcastic voice at the words "royal highness" and "honor", the automatic crossbow in his hand loaded with white bolts, the same as the bolt that had killed the elf servant.
Ulf glared down at the so called elf queen, the most beautiful elf to grace the lands and such an evil, arrogant and haughty bitch that she should have been born an orc slave to be taught some humility. Rapping her on the stomach with his leather boots the bandit snarled at her with a deep growling voice. "Get up bitch! Get up and get otu of that dress! You and I have something we should have discussed a long, long time ago!"
The queen shakingly got ot her feet and glared at the human and was about to scream at him when his hand grasped her mouth and he pressed her against a tree, his palm blocking her nose and mouth, keeping her from breathing very well and he spat her in the face as he growled at her. "Listen up your royal bitchness! There's no guards or magic to hide yourself behind this time! Either you do as I say or I kill you and fuck your dead corpse! You understand!?"
Tears streamed down her cheeks and she sobbed as she weakly nodded, he released her mouth and slapped her face and growled at her pathetic body as she stagged agaisnt the tree from the slap, a red mark on her cheek. "Get undressed elf bitch! Do it now!" The queen sobbed and whimpered as she shakingly pulled off her green riding dresss, she had not been wearing underwear, been eager to get soem sex from her king since she was so horny with so little sex for the last five hundred years, only wearing her thigh-high highheeled leather boots and riding gloves, covering her pussy with both hands, blushing at the man's staring at her nubile body.
Ulf felt a sensation he hadn't felt for five hundred years when he saw the naked queen bitch in front of him, he was getting a boner! The curse was lifted! No wait, he was still alive... no, the elf had stated "You shall never recieve Death by Age, Blade or Nature! You shall never recieve the pleasure of Love from the Humans!"... The bandit laughed, he finally understood, while he couldn't fuck humans, he could fuck elves! Oh boy now he regretted killing those elf women. "You fucked up elf bitch, you fucked up real good, with my curse. And now it's coming back to nail your ass." He stated with a wicked smirk, stroking a rough hand over the massive breasts of the elf queen.
