Master and Servant

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It had been a brutal raid. The small elven village at the edge of the forest had been very well protected, their archers firing arrows from treetops and under brush at a whim. His troops had fallen like flies for the first ten minutes of the battle as he prepared and then cast a ritual magik. Elemental beings made of air, answered his ritual coming two by two. He sent them forth to break the back of the elven resistance, hopefully to kill as few as possible, but if the they died, they died.

Aeron would live up to his name this day. The slaughter was near complete. More than half of the elven males had been killed by his elementals, the females each saved along with the children and remaining males.

There was a thriving market for elven slaves, and Aeron knew that he would be able to complete his temple with the profits of this raid. The scar that ran from the side of his face down his throat contorted into a ghastly sight as he grinned, his red hair and light green eyes gave him the appearance of an apparition.

Once handsome, the scar had changed him into something that made women shy away, and children run. He rode into the village, his hellhorse trailing fire from its hooves, as smoke billowed from its nostrils. "Line them up." He ordered.

The elves were lined up. All they had to do is bring one.

She had hair so red it was almost magenta, the smooth flowing curves and litheness that one expects from elves. But there was something to her that made her stand out.

Perhaps it was the way she shook in fear as she kept her head demurely down and to the side.

Maybe it was the tear stained dirt on her face.

Maybe it was the fact he hadn't had sex in a while.

Regardless, he pointed at her, "Bring her to my tent."

Turning the hellhorse to the side he rode off.

Once a beautiful, thriving village. Now lay in ruins.....all her loved ones. Gone. Looking away to sheild her eyes, tears ran down the sides of her face. Humans were vile...never in her life would Isabelle think that a living thing would do this. She had been blessed with minor wounds, but watching her family be shot down and burned...was the worse pain of all. All the happiness om her life, stripped from her and torn into pieces that would never be one again. Worst of all, she had to face the monster that brought this upon her people. His eyes were the green of emeralds, and his hair was red like fire in a way. Just like the fire all around her.

Isabelle was lined up with the remaining maiden's she had known. Most were missing or badly injured. Worse the pig that made misery of them all was looking at them. His eyes traveling up their body's like he owned them. Keeping her head away she knew if she screamed at him, she would be setting herself up with death.

What he said next took even her by surprise.

"Bring her to my tent." Was what she heard. Wanting to fight back she tried to yell, but all that came out was a whimper. Being thrown into a giant tent, she landed with a thump and winced. Still sore from the rubble falling on her. Wiping the tears from her face she looked around. It defiantly was a tent of a monster.

Aeron stood looking down at the elf that had been tossed unceremoniously into his tent. He understood that elves were inherently more beautiful than humans. More desirable as consorts, lovers, fucktoys. Hell that was why there was a market for them as slaves.

But the one at his feet was in a class and league of her own. Crystalline eyes, shining wetly as tears leaked one by one from her. The tits and ass that were insanely perfect, as if the goddess of lust had carved her out of flesh personally.

This one was so perfect that he could build several temples off the proceeds of her sale. Seeing her quiver, the fear etched over her face and body quickened his breath, his heart racing like his hellhorses hooves at a full run.

Slowly taking his armor off, piece by piece, he watched her while her head hung low, the drops of her tears pooling beneath her face. "Stand up." he commanded.

Isabelle didnt want to admit it...but she was terrified. It would be nice to have gone with the ones she loved...but in reality, death scared her. Hearing his metal armor hit the floor one by one she began to stand. Her legs still sore from all the pain she had gone through made her stumble a bit. He would probably tell her to look at him. But, he would most likely kill her off like he would the rest.

With her hands free, she wiped the tears away slowly. Letting them cascade down her fingers. It didnt help much, but it would have to do. Raising her head to look at him, her eyes shining. her lip quivering. Her eyes caught sight of the battle scar on the side of his face. It trailed down to his neck. It was quite the site... But he didnt need the scar to prove he was an ugly, vile human being.

Her body shivered in fear. Plus the fact it was becoming late, without any heat it made her feel faint. So much Isabelle wanted to reach out and slap him....but she would pay for that...

Aeron looked at her, her lines were absolutely spectacular. Her tits had a gentle up swell as she breathed in. Her shivering body was titillating, the dirt and grime clung to her smearing her face.

"Taliston, bring us a bath." Aeron ordered.

Looking at the elf in front of him, "Strip."

Her eyes widened in pure shock. He actually expected her to degrade herself by stripping, and bathing with him. Isabelle had had it up to here with him. Her anger took a hold of her in a feiry rage. Growling her eyes turned to a narrow glare. Suddenly she started hiss in her native tongue. Then it turned to english.

"First you take my people, now my dignity?!" she asked shaking in pure anger. Shaking her head she crossed her arms. "We are not some little toys to be used in your sick games. You humans are all the same." Spatting at him she turned her nose up. "You are the worst of them all...." she growled in her chime like voice. "You deserve that scar. I can see why people run in fear from you."

What Isabelle didnt know. Was that was a huge mistake. A cold wind came in and made her shiver again. Giving her goosebumps.

Looking up into his eyes then knew, it was going to be a long, painful night.

Aeron stepped up after elf's little rant and cocked his hand back. The whistling sound was ominous as his hand flew forward cuffing her chin torquing her head to the side. The force of the blow spun her around dropping the elf onto her knees.

"I told you to strip, not run your fucking mouth." Aeron reached down twisting his fist in her hair yanking her head back. "If you want to keep that pretty little tongue in your pretty little mouth, you will still it and obey."

Shoving her to the floor, Aeron glowered over her, "Now strip."

Before she knew anything happened, a sharp pain went through her. His fist grabbed her hair and pushed her onto her knees. Soon she was shoved to the floor. Wincing Isabelle whimpered. No matter how much she didnt want to..she had to obey. Her hands shook in pure fear as her hands moved up to take her, now dirty white dress, off her body. Sliding it down her shoulders it soon revealed her corset and her frilly laced underwear.

Blushing horribly, she knew she must continue. Isabelle slowly began to untie the strings, one by one...Until finally the second piece of clothing fell to the floor of the tent. Turning away from him, she could sense it. His eyes trailing up her..it made her feel as if her pureness was slowly waring away. Before he lost patience her hands trailed down and took off her final piece of lingerie.

Her body shivered once more. Her skin was smooth, the color of a light peach. The cold made her coral nipples perk. Crossing her arms over her chest she wished that everything would just go away...She promised herself to give her body to the man she loved...but from the seems of it. That promise would never be fulfilled.

Letting it fall to the floor she winced a bit, trying to hold back her crying.

Aeron watched as she undressed slowly. Her clothes falling away piece by piece. The dress, the corset, then the panties as she was bent, facing to the side.

Her arms demurely crossed over her breasts, trying to hide them form Aeron. Truth be told her arms were far too thin to hide her tits, the best she could hope for was hiding the nipples which she managed to do.

As she stood before him, Aeron removed the last of his armor. His manhood stood proudly, the bulbous head pointing at the elf. He stood allowing her to see it, to adjust to its size and girth.

As they stood staring at each other a large brass tub was carried in by four large humanoids and set in the middle of the tent. They each leered at the elf as they entered and left.

With a word from Aeron, a column of water appeared above the tub then splashed down into the tub. With another word, fire exploded from his hands, warming the water instantly.

Climbing into the tub, he turned to the elf, "Wash me."

Surprised by the handsomeness of the rest of his body, she did her best not to stare. Trying to fight back against the small feelings of lust beginning to form deep inside her. Blushing horribly she averted her eyes to the four, strange looking creatures. Their eyes looming over to her. Making her cower in fear. One was enough, she didnt need four more....

Hearing his command, slowly she nodded and began to kneel. Taking the warm water and gently pouring some along his back. Studying his back she saw smaller wounds, that were much more healed now. Taking the cloth she had found beside the tub, she dipped it into the water. Washing the filth of his battle away. Surprisingly, she was being quite gentle with him...it would get her nowhere to hurt him.

Taking some soap she used her hands to run the soap up and down his back. Letting her finger tips trail down his scars slowly. Realizing what she was doing, her face flushed horribly and she began to scrub again. Isabelle could not believe she was getting turned on by this. Shaking her head she continued her job.

Aeron hid his knowing smile at the light touch of the elf. Such sensuous creatures they eventually became beholden to their lusts. As her touch lightened more and more on his back, he knew that she was staring at the heavy dense muscles, her finger tips trailing along each scar, as if trying to heal it for him.

The scent of the soap filled the tent, his breathing short and shallow, taking in the aroma with each in breath.

Leaning back in the tub, his eyes watched her as she began scrubbing his torso. With each of her little movements, her breasts swayed invitingly.

Elves were in fact very gentle spirits...you just couldnt make them mad. Moving to the front of his torso, she slowly washed, saying he could be sore for all she knows. Doing her best not to stare. All she really hoped was those scary creatures whom had been watching her were no where near here...Finishing that part of his body, Isabelle wondered what he wanted her to do next. A feeling of uncertainty went through her.

The smell of sweet smelling soap filled the atmosphere. Her blush appeared again, but her mouth did not move. Since she had already gotten hurt for talking once...she didnt want to take her chances. Taking the leftover cloth, she gently wiped her face of grime and dirt. Revealing her true beauty. Her round eyes, her luscious lips,and her rosy cheeks. The water felt nice on her skin. The water in her village was usually cold...

Her eyes met his for a moment, for a few seconds she just stared. Then realizing what she had done...her eyes widened and she turned away from him.

Aeron watched as the warm water flowed down the elf's neck. Lifting her gently, he set her down in the warm water with him. Water sloshed over the sides as she settled into position between his feet.

Wordlessly, he took the cloth from her, washing her feet then calves. His eyes never strayed from her face as he slowly worked the cloth higher and higher. Up along the inside of her thighs, he let go of the cloth, storiking her gently with his fingers.

The elf gasped as his fingers slid to her core. Thumb and forefinger gently held her labium, massaging her tenderly. Faster and faster, he stimulated her clit through the lips that defined her femaleness. With each pulsating stroke of his hand, he heard the elf gasp, feeling her shiver.

Slightly startled by being lifted into the tub, her body fit near his like two missing puzzle pieces. The water warmed her body as it enveloped her body. He must have been a mage of some sort....The water was much warmer then she thought. Nothing like the water in her village. The hot springs hours away up the mountain was always a treat.. All her worries went away there...but Isabelle was still quite unsure about all of this.

The cloth was silently taken from her hands and turned toward her. Something odd happened, his touch, was quite gentle. It almost made her forget about the threat he had given her earlier. But Isabelle soon came back to reality and looked down at her naked body. His emerald eyes were glued to her face as he cleaned the filth from her body. His touch was almost sweet. Like all of that hostility was gone.

Before Isabelle could even adjust herself, his hands began to simulate her sex. Gasping quietly her body quivered clearly pleased. her mother told her never let man touch her there. And she actually believed that.But feeling the pleasure pulsing through her, she couldnt help but, really enjoy it. As his fingers continued a small, but sweet moan escaped from her. Biting her lip to stop herself she blushed more and just kept shivering.

Aeron continued rubbing her clit through her labium, the elf's body reacting to his touch. The moment of uncertainty completely erased as pleasure suffused her body.

His other hand trailed gently along her stomach up to her massive tit squeezing it firmly. The soft flesh pliable under his grip. His thumb brushed across her nipple, coaxing it to firmness.

Both hands massaged, manipulated, teased the elf. Her head lolled back as a moan escaped her mouth.

Changing the position of his hands, Aeron pulled the elf's hips closer, sliding along the bottom of the tub until her ass sat next to his balls, her melon sized tits floating in the hot water.

She tensed momentarily, then he lowered both hands between her legs. One hand spread her lips slightly, allowing him to grip her clit with his thumb and forefinger directly. Those two digits began twisting her gently back and forth while his other hand slid down to her opening. Pressing the middle digit against her opening, he didn't quite enter her, but tapped at her core in time with the fingers that were bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm.

Now she knew why her mother had forbid her to do this. It was something any female would start getting quite addicted to. Pulses of what felt like electicity surged through her frail body. Biting her lip could not keep the sweet sound of her moans from coming out.

Being pleasured by such a handsome man wasnt all that bad. But Isabelle remembered this was against her will. Even if her mind was starting to go blank from all of the pleasure. Feeling his fingers trail down to her clit she gasped as her body shivered under his delicate touch. He must have done this before...he knew where and exactly how to please a woman.

Her body tensed as his position changed. His two fingers began to play with her sensitive nub, as another began to slowly enter her. But stopped and brought a feeling inside of her that was all too new for her. Throwing her head back her body writhed for a moment as her first climax over came her.

It was like no pleasure she had ever experienced. Once the high of it disappeared all she could hear was the sound of their breaths. Her's in small pants, and his having a husky tone to them somehow.

A smile spread across Aeron's face as the elf threw her head back in orgasmic bliss. Her body shuddered, as wave after wave of pleasure battered her. Still his fingers worked her keeping the orgasm going as long as possible. The finger that was inside her found what he was hoping for, that thin membrane that protected nothing whatsoever.

It certainly wasn't going to protect her from him.

Water cascaded down his body as he stood and stepped out of the tub. His hard cock was pointing straight out, a little curve upward. The thick head was purplish in its need for relief.

He looked at the elf, "Get out now." His voice was low and soft, but still carried the weight of command. "Once you are out, lick me dry."

Still a bit light headed form her orgasm her head slowly nodded as she managed to stand. Dripping a bit as the water droplets fell off her skin. Breathing in deeply, Isabelle was surprised to hear his voice seem so soft. Shaking her head she moved to step out of the golden tub. Seeing how in need his manhood was, it made her feel a bit...strange. It was a hard feeling to explain...

Lick him dry? what an od command. But, she must if she wished to live. Thinking, her lips trailed to his neck first. Her tongue slowly picking up each drop of water. Then it made it's way down to his chest. Her hot breath lingered against his skin. It was hot still from the heat of the water.

Walking around him, she began to dry his back with of course her tongue as she asked him. Strangely enough..his skin had a sort of mouth watering taste to it...

Kneeling down, her mouth trailed against his hips, to his thighs down to his legs. Then back. Stopping at his throbbing erection she looked up at him with a lustful twinkle in her eyes. "Shall I dry this too?" her voice was quiet.

Her lips, softer than any flower petal, danced across his skin, her hot tongue lifting the water off his skin. His skin palpitated under her attentions. Working her way around his neck to his back, he leaned back, absolute pleasure rippling through him.

Slowly her mouth trailed back and forth across his skin. Inexorably she worked her way lower and lower. Bending slightly, he grabbed the edge of the tub for support as her mouth descended to his hips. Across his ass cheek from hip to crevasse, her mouth blew hot air against him. Shivers of pleasure titillated him, promises of her abilities.

Her tongue lavished his crack, sucking and licking the water that had accumulated. Up and down her tongue flicked like the wings of a hummingbird. Her tongue brushed against his anus, a low moan escaping him. She responded to his moan by licking across it again before turning to his legs.

Down each leg, her mouth and tongue working a magic on him that he had never felt before. Rounding the corner of his legs she worked her way up across his thighs until she cam to his turgid cock; pre-cum pooling in the slit.

Her voice was low, thick with lust as she asked, "Shall I dry this too?"

Aeron reached down, cupped her face and tilted it slightly so she could see his eyes. "Especially that."

He let go of her head and almost instantly her lips found the base of his cock, wrapping slightly around it. Leisurely, the elf worked her lips and tongue up the underside of his hard cock. She arrived at the tip of the head, her lips opened slightly as she sucked the pre-cum out of the slit.

"Oh, good girl, suck me into you." he moaned.

As soon as he gave her an okay, her mouth was attracted to him like a bee to an pollinated flower. Her tongue worked like magic. She knew what to do, and it seemed to work. Moving her lips to the head of his cock her tongue felt the salty pre-cum. It was mouth watering. Lapping up more of it a small moan came from her.

"Oh good girl, suck me into you."

Those words turned her on more then he could imagine. Feeling herself get turned on once more, her mouth enveloped his member little by little into her mouth. The hot and wetness of her mouth could clearly be felt. Moving her mouth a bit, she felt it almost hit the back of her throat. But by the way his body was reacting, he seemed to enjoy it. Moving her mouth up and down it, she let the pre-cum drip onto her tongue more.

Her hand cupped his balls gingerly and gave them a soft squeeze as her tongue slowly gave him head. then back to blowing him. She was clearly fully turned on now. The fact that Isabelle was being forced to do this had left her mind.

For some odd reason, it seemed those small, but dirty words fueled her.

Aeron reached down, wrapping his hands with her hair. "Open wide..." The elf opened her mouth wider as Aeron cocked his hips back before firing them forward, thrusting his cock deep into her mouth. "Wider." he commanded.

Back and forth, faster and faster, Aeron slammed his cock deep into the elf's throat, blowing past her gag reflex with each thrust. After a couple of minutes her throat relaxed, no longer gagging as he fucked her mouth.

Her hand reached up, pulling on his balls slightly as her saliva drooled from around his cock, across his balls coating her hand. Her fingers pulled and twisted his balls.

Her tits mashed against his thighs with each thrust. Her nipples stabbing him in retaliation for his cock stabbing her mouth and throat. The elf moaned around his cock with each thrust, her free hand reached around his hip, holding on, encouraging his devastation of her mouth.

His balls tightened in her hand and with one final thrust deep into her mouth, he held her in place as his cock exploded, flooding her with his white hot semen.

After getting used to his size, her throat finally quit the gag reflex. Following his commands made it a bit easier. She felt almost invaded, her mouth being stretched by him...t was riveting. Her hand did make her way around his hip. Urging him to keep going.

Her hand kept massaging his balls fondly as he thrusted into her hot mouth. But after a few minutes of it she felt his balls tighten as the cum flowed to the tip and spilled all in her mouth. Feeling the hot, creamy liquid n her mouth her eyes rolled back a bit in writhing pleasure.

Taking her hand and pumping out the rest of his semen out she swallowed every last drop. The taste filled her,, making her purr sweetly clearly pleased. Licking the remaining cum form his cock. Isabelle sighed. Licking her fingers. She could defiantly get used to that...but her mind was clouded with lust...

noticing that her own sex was clearly aroused she reached down and brushed her fingers over it. Dripping wet... Taking her fingers back, her tongue lapped up her own juices. She actually tasted quite satisfying herself.

Purring more her eyes turned back to his. "Anything else?" her voice was quiet, but still attentive. His cock had already come back to it's up right position. Clearly wanting more.

Cum kept erupting out of his cock and the little slut elf drank each dram of it hungrily. Her hand milked him like a teat on a cow, her mouth suctioning away each precious drop to the very last dribble.

Her crystalline eyes rolled up to his purring, "anything else?"

Not releasing her hair, he drug her to the side of the tent. The elf yelped once and tried getting her feet under her as he tossed her onto the large bed. She bounced once and landed splayed out, arms and legs a kilter.

A word in a language long since dead came from his lips, sounding much like a slithering hiss. Chains located on each corner of the bed snaked across the bed latching onto her wrists and ankles, spreading her across the bed.

Aeron crawled across the bed kneeling between her legs. Grasping the base of his engorged cock he rubbed it up and down her slit. Her copious quim coated the head of his cock fully. Rubbing his hand across the head, he wiped it clean, then licked his hand.

"You are very tasty," he said, with a low calm voice.

Reaching down he lift her hips off the bed slightly and pressed the head against her opening. "Is this what you want?"

His question was answered with a whimper full of desire and need. Placing the palm of his hand on her taut stomach, his thumb trailed down over her engorged clit. Brushing it left and right, pressing the clit in both directions, "Tell me what you want."

The elf whimpered again, moaning out, "Please."

His cock pressed against her opening enough that the tip entered her slightly while his thumb flicked across her clit again. "I don't understand. Please what?"

A soulful needy moan escaped the elf's lips as her head rolled. Another flick of his thumb and withdrawing his cock caused her to cry out, her voice carrying across the camp. "PLEASE!"

Flicking across her clit again and again, he pressed the tip back into her slightly, "Please what?"

Tear streamed down the elf's face as she whimpered again, "Please fuck me."

His thumb flicked across her clit, "Please fuck me, master. Say it."

'PLEASE FUCK ME MASTER!" she screamed.

With a smile, Aeron pressed his cock into her.

Saying those words was one of the hardest things she had ever done. something so vile coming form her lips. What would her parents think? the tears streamed down her face in agony of her want. So much...she wanted so much more. Once she finally said it, he slowly began to slide himself inside her.

The pain was horrid. Like she was being torn a bit. Once he was fully inside her, it was hard to feel pleasure. Her hymen was broken now....

Breathing in slowly, a couple tears streaked her face. "Please master...Dont hold back..." she whispered. Opening her eyes genuinely. A small sparkle in her eye. That soon disappeaed as she closed her eyes.

Once he began to move, her cries were of pure pain. But after a long while, he began to move in and out of her a bit more easier. Bringing small waves of pleasure. that soon grew bigger. Loud moans began to escape form her. If she didnt know better, she would think someone could hear her.

Feeling him thrust into her harder, her head tilted back as she screamed. Her back arching in passionate pleasure. Suddenly, the tip of his manhood hit a spot that made her see stars. With a loud cry, she could have came right there. but held back, wanting more, much more..

Pure pleasure wrapped its hand around Aeron as his turgid cock slid slowly into the elf. Her pussy was convulsing around the shaft and head as he pressed further and further into her. Reaching the hymen, he barely slowed down. Constant steady pressure and it tore into a million little pieces allowing his cock to claim the rest of her.

Balls resting against her anus, her pussy palpitating around his cock. Slowly he pulled back and then pressed into again with the same steady pressure that he had administered when claiming her virginity.

Wanton lust filled the elf's eyes as she moaned, "Please master...Dont hold back..."

Her head lolled back as a moan escaped her lips. Increasing the speed slightly, Aeron began sliding in and out of her. Long strokes, the head of his cock almost coming completely out of her, before he fired his hips back down into her, driving his cock deep into.

The head of his cock rubbed across her g-spot, and the elf shudddered under him, her body tensing as if she were about to cum, she held it back, refusing to allow herself to come. HIs voice was deeep and rough, lust filled as he whispered, "Good girl, don't come. The pleasure I give you is mine to give you."

He yanked her legs up and back against the chains that secured her, allowing his cock easier access to her g-spot. Short little strokes as the hard head battered her most sensitive spot, her body arching, head thrashing, each stroke across her inner sensitivity, drove her closer to the oblivion of orgasmic nirvana. "That's baby, don't come, hold it, hold it."

He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock while the head was pressing against her inner pleasure point, and wiggled left and right. "Now baby, cum for me NOW!"