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Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Sold! This was perhaps the last place Leanne wanted to be. The smell was rancid, the people were disgusting, and the constant yelling in her ears was beginning to unnerve her. However, braving this was to get her ultimate prize. They were currently auctioning off wood elves, captured women from the invasion of their homeland. Most of them were ex-warriors or peasants, but one particular interest brought Leanne here, and would force her to empty quite a bit of coin. The crowd before the auctioning post was littered with the bottom-feeders and snobbish nobles, all wanting to add a elf to their collection of sexual endeavors. Among the humans Leanne stood, a cloak adorning her dark-skinned head, drenched down to keep her form rather secluded from on-lookers. God knows what would happen in a place like this if she revealed her own body. Though she was content, as her guard stood beside her. A woman of equal height, bearing loose plate and cloth about her body in armor. Her scantly appearance did influence those around her to briefly look, before witnessing the massive sword of the woman had sheathed. Now, ladies and gentlemen! Called out the auctioneer as she stood before a cage, one with a cloth draped over it. Might I say this is the best of the best, the true beauty of the wood elves! The man yelled about, and as such the cloth was pulled off, revealing the elf Leanne desired. The poor creature, caged like an animal. The image forced Leanne to glaze her black painted lips as she looked to her guard. No limit. She merely spoke, the red haired drow nodding as she looked to the post. For about five minutes the bidding went back and fourth. First the bottom-feeders quit, as at least one hundred coin was all too much. The nobles fought valiantly, Leanne would of guessed they would of spilled all their coffers if they had won. However as the number reached three-thousand, all were silenced, and the auctioneer looked to Leanne, practically shaking in gratitude for the money. Sold, to the dark elf! The auctioneer cried out, having two burly men pick up the cage and take it off stage. Leanne and her guard followed over, inspecting the creature. Leanne herself kneeled before the cage, her crimson orbs staring the elf down, a smirk barely visible from the dark of her hood.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Himeko had awoken to the smell and loud noises as she rubbed her eyes and yawned. It was very dark where she was and the floor was very cold. She felt around and felt metal bars and a huge lock. Just what the hell is this?! She demanded as she heard a womans voice yell Sold! Looking around she became slightly panicked. She didn't remember much but she had been back in her palace last time she recalled. She had been spending time out in the gardens tending to the royal flowers like she always did every day. Her parents had been inside discussing business like normal, not really paying attention to their only daughter as they carried on with their duties. She only remembered someone covering her mouth with a cloth of chemicals as she had fallen unconscious. But here she was now, in a slave auction house. Her fellow elves were being sold left and right and now her cage was being moved. She was brought out to where everyone's eyes were staring at the cage intently as they removed the cloth from it, reviling her. Her blue eyes wondered around the crowed and noticed two women, one was a Drow in light plate and cloth armor, but had a huge sword sheathed at her side. The bidding went on and the two she had spotted kept bidding higher and higher on her when the bid finally stopped at three thousand and it was the dark elf who bought her. Two burly men lifted her cage back up and took it back stage again as she was then greeted by the two women. She stared up at the hooded woman and noticed she was a dark elf as well, her crimson eyes gave it away as she was staring at Himeko. She saw the woman smirk and knew that she was fucked, but she didn't know just how fucked she was.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Leanne giggled, looking to her guard. Precious, isn't she Velia? The guard gazed to Himeko, perking a brow in a rather curious fashion. The guard nodded obediently, as if taught to void emotion. Leanne re-focused her gaze on her new slave as the auctioneer approached, behind him two men, one holding a giant satchel of iron rods, each having a letter extended outwards on the tip. The auctioneer motioned to the tools. For such a high bidder, we offer our premium branding service for free, if you are interested we will plant the first letter of your name upon any part of her you desire. He offered, nodding excessively. Leanne curled her lips, making a sound of speculation as she looked about the frail elf. Such a difficult choice, but she figured if it was free, why not. She slowly encircled the creature, eying each part of that gorgeous body, where such a symbolic burn shall be placed. Yes, place an 'L' on her right cheek on her rear that shall be perfect. Leanne said, gazing to the auctioneer. Wonderful choice! He called out rather ecstatically as he motioned to the two men. One of them went to the nearby forge, dipping the letter into the searing heat. Another of them men came to the cage, unlocking the front. Be gentle, I want her mine, not broken. Leanne spat, folding her arms. The man nodded and grasped Himeko, pulling her from the cage. He pinned her down to the ground with his superior weight, looking to the other man as he slowly approached with the steaming brand. Leanne had kneeled before Himeko, softly petting her head like a sort of animal. If you move, it will hurt more. Just relax my dear pet, actually, would you like a preview? She asked, chuckling as she called Velia over. The drow came, turning about as Leanne reached a hand to the drow's firm rear, squeezing the flesh to push out the L scarred on her rear.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Himeko let out a low growl as the woman spoke to her guard. She was of high royalty and wouldn't tolerate such treatment. Her ears twitched as her eyes wondered to the auctioneer who was approaching them with two men following him. She noticed one of them was holding a satchel of iron rods and didn't know what was about to happen, but she knew it wouldn't be good as they had a letter on each of them. She watched the auctioneer motion to the tools as he spoke about branding her, she then knew what was about to happen to her. Brand me?! Brand me?! You think you can simply just brand a wood elf princess like this and get away with it?! She yelled as she watched the elf curl her lips, making a sound of speculation as she looked over Himeko's frail body. She watched the woman encircle her, eying each and every part of her body before making up her mind. Himeko had been stripped of her cloths when she had be caged up to be auctioned off. Hearing she was to be branded on the right cheek of her ass made her back up and grab onto the bars in defiant. There's no way in hell I'm going to let you simply brand me! She snarled as she watched one of the men dip the rod with the L into the searing heat as another came to her cage and unlocked the front of it. Hearing the woman didn't want her broken made her feel slightly easy, but not enough. The man grasped her and she tried to hold onto the bars to prevent him from taking her out, but he was far too strong for her that he pulled her out with ease. She was then pinned down to the ground with his weight as he looked at the other man who was coming with the steaming brand. The woman kneeled before her and softly petted her head as if she was an animal. Hearing her words she knew she best not move, but looked at the mark the guard had on her rear as the woman squeezed the flesh and pushed out the L scarred on her rear. Please don't do this to me! She screamed as the man got closer to her and then placed the hot rod against her rear, as soon as the metal touched her her head flew back as she screamed in pain as her flesh burned from the hot rod searing the L into her skin. Tears ran down her cheek as the pain was almost to unbearable for her. Once it was over, her head was spinning and she ended up passing out from the exhaustion.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Leanne released a sadistic cackle upon the screaming of the elf, staring down at the poor creature in misery. It would be lovely, breaking this one. She clamored and cried of her heritage, but to the humans it meant nothing. To her, it meant everything. She could only imagine the envy of onlookers, once she broke the girl enough to parade her around as she did with Velia. Though it would take much time, with her abusing the poor girl, and Velia training her to be a proper guard. Though Leanne figured she might make a better trophy then a warrior slut. As Himeko finally passed into a forced slumber, Leanne looked to Velia. Go fetch the carriage, I'll have these men drag her along. Velia nodded at Leanne's command, though wary of protecting her, she refused to disobey. Within minutes Leanne and the two men caught up to the carriage, Velia holding the door open for them. Make sure her hands and feet are tied, no need for her jumping about. She commanded, stepping inside as the men followed the order. The carriage came alive as driver struck the horses, Velia at his side as Leanne rested within. She placed the small elven girl horizontally upon the seat, the girl's head resting in Leanne's lap, her fingers gently gliding through the creature's hair. With such closeness, it was inevitable that the small bulge residing from Leanne's loincloth would meet the girl's cheek her eyes looking about the window with her curly bleach white locks drenched down her barely clothed bosom.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

The woman had laughed at her pain, the woman was a sadistic creature and seemed to love hearing her scream and writhe in pain. When she had passed out she was moved into a carriage where her hands and feet were bound together to prevent her from escaping. As she was put into the carriage she was placed in the womans lap as her hair was being stroked. When she finally came around she realized she was bound and her cheek was pressing against something... Hard. She tried to move her head away from whatever it was but the woman had a firm grip on her. Let me go! Unbind me this instant! This is no way to treat a princess! She yelled, making sure the woman knew she was awake now and was pissed. She hated being treated like someone's pet, she had never been treated like this before in her entire life and she had enjoyed walking over people who defied her. But this woman, she could tell wouldn't allow such a thing and it irritated her so badly.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Leanne peered down to the awoken creature, a smirk along her lips as the elf protested. She found the act rather cute, to say the least. But the little rebelling would end, with time. She figured now would be a lovely time to sample her new purchase. My poor little dear, you believe that you still hold your former royalty? Leanne would ask with a playful tone, pitching her cheek. No, you are now mine, and with a little training you'll be the perfect little slut. Leanne commented, grasping a hold of Himeko's hair and pulling it, forcing the elven wench to look upon her. A dark toned face, beautifully brilliant silver eyes, and pair of painted silver lips that curled in the sight of the elf. Leanne brought her face inches from the elf, her eyes narrowly admiring the features of the young creature. You'd certainly be good to parade around, wouldn't you? Leanne would inquire. Her free hand had came to Himeko's breast, giving the mound of flesh a tight little squeeze, her fingers flexing upon the amble soft bosom. Yes, nice endowments as well. Leanne giggled, her tongue lathering over the cheek of the bound elf.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Himeko glared at the woman more when she pinched her cheek, telling her she no longer with held her royalty. I do not belong to you. You may have bought me but you bought someone that wasn't yours to buy! When my parents find out about me being gone they will search for me I know it! And when they find me.... She was cut off by the woman grabbing a hold of her hair and pulling it, forcing her to look at her. She winced when her beautiful hair had been pulled as the elf narrowed her eyes, as if admiring her features. Parade around? What are you? Some kind of circus leader or something? She snarled as the elf's hand came down to her breast and gave it a tight squeeze, her fingers flexing upon the amble soft bosom. S-Stop it! She protested as she closed her eyes, feeling the elf's tongue lathering over her cheek. She was still a virgin and knew very little about sex, but her body was very sensitive and the touch was already starting to arouse her body.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Leanne couldn't help but chuckle at the simple threat. She sucked in her teeth as she revealed the news. Sadly, your parents are held by the oh so victorious humans, nobody will be coming for you tonight or tomorrow, or ever. She laughed again, her fingers enjoying the soft sensation of the elf's flesh. Her finger seemed to toy with the erect little pink bud of the elf's bosom, slowly massaging it in a circle. She found herself rather heated up, as the loincloth she bore seemed to have the bulge pushing against the fabric. Leanne glazed her own lips, her words whispering into the elf's ear. You're new mistress is quite delighted with her purchase, and doesn't wish to break her, she wants to treat you nicely, but you have to treat her nice too. Back at my estate, there are two possible beds for you. One is in a dank cellar, that is cold and your bed will be a cloth on the floor. The second is my warm, cozy bed situated in my bedroom. Leanne paused, as he briefly slid her tongue about the elf's ear. If you are good and please what is below the loincloth, you will sleep in my bed. However, if you choose not to, you will find yourself in a cage, in a cellar, where there are a lot, of rats. Leanne pulled Himeko's head close to her own, her vibrant orbs staring the girl down. So, what will the young princess do?
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Hearing the elf chuckle and then deliver the dreadful news caused her to start to realize now that she was a slave for life. No one would be coming for her, she knew this now. The elf wasn't lying to her, which made it harder and worse for her. As the woman continued to enjoy the soft flesh of her breast she felt herself starting to become slightly wet. The elf's finger was toying with her nipple as it was starting to become very hard. Hearing the words the elf spoke of she knew she had best obey for now, for she hated rats and didn't wish to sleep in there. Fine... She said as a tear trickled down her face. But don't expect anything else out of me. She knew she had to please her new mistress now, but she didn't like it nor did she want to do it. Lets just get this over with then... What am I supposed to do anyways? She asked as she looked into the eyes of her mistress.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Leanne grinned, seeing as Himeko agreed to her generous offer. Of course she'd play nice with the little elf, and of course she'd make sure she had a place in her bed. The joke was on the elf however, Leanne was going to fuck her in either place. Leanne shifted in her seat a bit, slender digits come to push aside her obsidian loincloth. A massive dark-toned phallus popped fourth, hardened by the mere touches Leanne stole from Himeko. It pulsed with desire from the young elf the prick engorged with blood. Leanne was ready. Her fingers curled tightly onto the elf's head, forcing her to hover her lips before the thick cock. Work those elven lips, and let's see how bad you want to sleep well tonight. Leanne said as she began to forcefully lower Himeko's lips over her the tip of her dark elven spear.
Thread: From Royality To Servitude (Mistress+Himeko)

Himeko felt the elf shift in her seat as she pushed aside the obsidian loincloth, reviling a massive dark-toned member that had popped forth. It had been hardened from her cheek pressing against it. W-What the hell is.... She was cut short as her hair was grabbed and her head was forced down onto the thick cock. She didn't really know what to do here but she had no choice, she knew she had to do something or else she'd be sleeping with the rats and that she didn't want. The cock was in her mouth and she began to move her tongue around it gently, looking at the elf in the eyes to see if she was doing an okay job for her first time.
Thread: I'm Back! And With Some Powerful Cravings. (All Genders Welcome)

You speak my language very well my dear... Perhaps a romantic momson, futamale, love fest with some femdom thrown in would be in order?
Thread: I'm Back! And With Some Powerful Cravings. (All Genders Welcome)

Bump for your thread, hope to hear from you again soon? o3o was just asking what time line you wanted, Lol
Thread: I'm Back! And With Some Powerful Cravings. (All Genders Welcome)

I'm a female who'd like to do furry or anal or incest or whateva! replypm me if you're interested
Thread: I'm Back! And With Some Powerful Cravings. (All Genders Welcome)

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Thread: I'm Back! And With Some Powerful Cravings. (All Genders Welcome)

hehe I would love to be a femboy forced to crossdress and fucked by a futa
Thread: Make Love, Not War (*Velvet~Lust* x Benen Eachann)

Azer, was sitting by his evening camp fire near the banks of Tilli Lake. He was close to Lovariel, a little close to what he had expected to be, but it was a requirement for that time of the month when he had to renew his supplies. Also he had heard of one of the descendants of the murders of his clan nearly 120 years prior. Damn has it been that long. Azer commented to himself as he reflected on the moment, the scars of his long lost clan, and his village. It had be 120 years since the last large battle that he had ever seen, the one that took his village, his family. Slowly the rage built up in him, till he could no longer hold it any more. He began to weep as the emotion and the loss finally hit him after so many years. It had been nearly 50 years since the last time he had cried so, but quickly rejoiced for the fact that he was still alive. He took out a loot and started to strum a jaunty tune, this always made him feel better. he began to sing his rich baritone voice carrying through the woods. Near Banbridge town, in the County Down One morning in July Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen And she smiled as she passed me by. She looked so sweet from her two white feet To the sheen of her nut-brown hair Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself To make sure I was standing there. Chorus From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay And from Galway to Dublin town No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen That I met in the County Down. As she onward sped I shook my head And I gazed with a feeling rare And I said, says I, to a passerby Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair? He smiled at me, and with pride says he, That's the gem of Ireland's crown. She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann She's the star of the County Down. Chorus I've travelled a bit, but never was hit Since my roving career began But fair and square I surrendered there To the charms of young Rose McCann. I'd a heart to let and no tenant yet Did I meet with in shawl or gown But in she went and I asked no rent From the star of the County Down. Chorus At the crossroads fair I'll be surely there And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes And I'll try sheep's eyes, and deludhering lies On the heart of the nut-brown rose. No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke Though with rust my plow turns brown Till a smiling bride by my own fireside Sits the star of the County Down. Chorus He sang till he heard the sounds of some one coming trough the woods towards his camp.
Thread: Make Love, Not War (*Velvet~Lust* x Benen Eachann)

Yilana breathed quietly as she sneaked through the Bequ Woods, feeling as if she will come across some kind of obstacle during her travels. She paused for a moment, hearing something in the distance as if someone is in distress or in some kind of depression. She took her time through the woods, trying to avoid stepping on twigs and other crackling leaves and other natural materials nearby. Suddenly, Yilana stopped dead in her tracks about halfway through the woods, hearing someone singing nearby. She sneaked towards a tree nearby a dim-lit area with a tent and a man with his guitar, glaring at the handsome figure bellowing his heart out. A bard? How interesting... She squinted her eyes and tried to lean forward more to get an idea of who it is. Crap, she thought to herself as the singing stopped. Maybe he knows I'm here.. she thinks to herself, while trying to maneuver herself up the tree to hide amongst the thick leaves and branches. She finds a comfortable spot and sits, waiting to see what his next move will be, preparing her bow and arrow for any suspicious moves.
Thread: Make Love, Not War (*Velvet~Lust* x Benen Eachann)

If you've come to kill me, you'd better do a better job than to just sit in a tree and watch me to see what I do assassin. I have lived many years and yet I can still tell when some one is near by. Do you take me for a fool. Azer slowly worked his way through the woods to a tree where his powers had directed him. he looked up, seeing nothing there, he mumbled to himself, damn i must be going crazy to many nights alone. as he waled back to his encampment, he start to get ready for what else he had planed to do why near the house of him, the last male heir to one of the men that killed his family. the one Dr. Sof. Well doc, your time has come as he strapped on his belt to his open pants, his back tanned by the sun and his hair falling around his lean frame, and his ears flaring out. as he continued to ready himself he listened constantly to the sounds of the world around him. Listening for anything not natural.
Thread: Make Love, Not War (*Velvet~Lust* x Benen Eachann)

Yilana holds her breath, as she sees him walking right towards the tree she is hiding in. Fuck, she thinks to herself, hoping he would not put a huge fight. She readies her bow and pulls back her arrow, closing one eye, as she prepares to shoot him in the leg. Suddenly, he turns around, thinking he has gone mad. Thank goodness, Yilana sighs in relief, then leans in closer, to hear what his plans are, hoping they're going in opposite directions. Unfortunately, she overhears something surprising. He knows about Dr. Sof and what's more is that he wants to kill him, just the same as Beku. So he's in for some revenge against him as well, she thinks to herself. I wonder what I can do to have him join me.. She quietly gets out of the tree and sneaks up behind him, grabbing his arms and locking them in place, putting her soft lips close to his long elven ears. I'm not here to hurt you. Please don't fight back, I know you are stronger than me. I just need you to listen. She whispers quickly, almost purring in his ear. She hesitates, readying herself, placing her feet in a way, where if he decides to fight back, she will not fall over too hard.