Thread: Captive of the Warrior Women (Azayzal & vertigis)

The sight of Mylla entering the hall caused the color at once to drain from Lilith's face. This elven woman had been a household servant to her family and a personal handmaiden for many long years. The queen had practically grown up in her strict care. To be seen in her reduced and shameful state by someone she knew so well caused all the humiliation to come crashing back down with the force of a heavy mace. The peasant girls were one thing but this was far far worse, a much crueler blow to the queen's already damaged pride. It was not that they were friends, exactly. The ancient elves of her homeland led a highly codified existence, bound by strict laws and customs that defined every aspect of their lives. As a royal servant Mylla had specific duties that were expected of her and exacting ways that she must fulfill them. The same was true for Lilith as princess and even as queen. There was no room in that for social pleasantries or anything like true friendship. It would have been scandalous to even think such a thing. This careful exacting manner was the way the elves had lived for centuries, and that extended even to sex, which was also highly ritualized and viewed as solely for reproduction. Sex for pleasure was unheard except for the lowest of the low, the most wanton and disgraced, in their strict and prudish society. Whatever desires they may had were locked up and buried beneath dozens of exacting and closely monitored daily rituals and duties. So to have Mylla witness her behaving in such a whorish manner as she licked Kiryu's immense cock left her almost sick with shame. Lilith knew of course that Mylla must have done far worse, especially when the amazon praised her as having achieved the rare privilege of servant to the chieftess. This did not entirely surprise the queen for to serve as a royal handmaiden in the elvish court required an incredible amount of discipline, involving countless memorized behaviors and manners, the slightest mistake resulting in loss of rank. It was only natural that she rise above others like Kira and her sister. The queen could still see a look of shock and discomfort that crossed her face though when Kiryu suggested she was allowed to use her sexually as well, if she wished, so low was Lilith's rank compared to her own. They both glanced away from each other at that, unable to keep eye contact in their embarassment, although Lilith wondered with a start that made her blush all the more darkly if she had not seen a spark of something else in her former handmaiden's violet colored eyes. SPLASH! The march to the bath chambers offered further embarrassment as Kiryu carried her over her shoulder like a conquering hero, or a coarse laborer carting a bag of flour to the mill. It felt more like the later when she was unceremoniously tossed into the warm waters, Lilith's little head bobbing back to the surface sputtering and gasping, her now drenched blonde tresses hanging messily over her face. She was greatly surprised to see amazonian servants bringing in the bath oils, having thought these savages reserved the indignity of slavery only for her proud people. It was clear though that it was a matter of life in this strange land, where only strength guaranteed one's freedom and place in society, which was so different from her own homeland where polite custom and tradition ruled all. As soon as the oils hit the water, Lilith felt the heat rising and found herself staring down in the pool towards where Kiryu's cock was hidden just beneath the waters. Her sudden desire to again feel that hard merciless length pumping between her legs brought the redness surging back to her cheeks. The fact that Mylla was watching her anxiously only made it that much worse. Unable to control her urges, Lilith's hands sunk down, fingers curling into her slit and rubbing at her still swollen clit. She tried her best to listen as Kiryu ordered Mylla to explain how she'd rose in rank, although at the moment it was becoming increasingly hard to concentrate on anything. What was wrong with her? Were the amazons right about their race? Were they really so weak and depraved? She stifled a moan as she caressed her folds and fought listen.