Part Two of Scarlet Subjugation by LenaTrueshield
Whitemane and Sylvanas get to know the new girl
Pairings: Solo F, Futa/Multiple F
Contains: Blindfolds, Blowjobs, Breeding, Cum Bloating, Cunnilingus, Elf, Foes To Lovers, Futanari, Huge Cock, Human, Lactation, Large breasts, Leashes, Light Femdom, Masturbation, Mind Break,
Pubic Hair, Rimming, Vaginal Sex, Wax Play
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It had been days now since Elise had left the relative safety of Tyr's Hand.
Ghouls had ambushed her near the Thondroril River, as she was crossing towards the Western Plaguelands. Dispatching the creatures had been easy for the paladin but the experience had reminded her just how vulnerable she really was, as her horse had not survived the encounter and most of her supplies had been taken by the currents.
The Light kept her strong, but even it had limits.
The complaints coming from the paladin's stomach reminded her constantly of this fact as she made her way westward through the dead forests of the Plaguelands. The blight had made most of the region uninhabitable and whatever small portions remained untouched by corruption were too far away to be worth the detour.
Tucking a loose strand of black hair behind an ear, Elise scanned the surrounding darkness for any signs of danger, increasingly aware of how alone she was in such a deadly place. But her mission drove her on, that need to help the crusade in any way she could. Her sword glinted brightly in the moonlight, and she could hear the faint sounds of something moving nearby.
We've had no word of the Tirisfal monastery in over a year.
She silently drew her weapon, stilling it against her shoulder when she saw the figures moving through the shadows ahead of her. First, she saw the human man leading the group and she wanted to call out to him until she saw that he had the blue-and-gold lion of Stormwind on his shield.
Trust none that do not belong to the Crusade.
Unseen, Elise slinked back into the shadows, only to see four more following him. A purpleskinned elf, a gnome and two more humans, wearing all manner of armor and weapons.
Elise held her breath as she watched them pass, listening to their voices. They were speaking very softly, almost as if they expected someone to overhear them.
"I don't know why we're bothering with this," said the night elf, her silver eyes watching the darkened woods. "They're maniacs, definitely, but having them on the Horde's doorstep is a good thing."
They are fools who do not understand what it takes to defeat the Scourge.
"I'm not so sure about that..." muttered the human. He looked around nervously before continuing. "They were insane before, but... they've gone strangely quiet. They're planning something, and we can't risk that something being against the Alliance."
The three other party members muttered something Elise couldn't hear as they continued down into the woods, the dead trees swallowing them in their darkness. She followed, her ears straining for any sound that might betray the presence of the Scourge. The group was easy to follow, given the great torch that alerted all around to their presence with its orange glow.
As they walked, Elise's mind wandered to all the times she'd been here. As with a great many within the Scarlet Crusade, she had lived most of her life in Lordaeron and knew the region well. It had been her home for years, before the Lich King had come and turned it into a wasteland inhabited by innumerable undead. The air was foul in most places, the water undrinkable. The wildlife had been twisted, turned into mockeries of themselves.
When the Scarlet Crusade offered her a way to fight back, she took it with not a single moment's hesitation. They had saved her, so it was only natural that she lay down her life for them as well.
Not being one for stealth, it was no surprise when the night elf of the group turned towards the darkened woods, her silver orbs peering into the darkness. For a brief moment, Elise thought the priestess had seen her, their eyes meeting.
"What is it, Liladris?" asked the gnome, his eyes still on the forest, his mechanical contraptions whirring almost inaudibly.
The night elf gave a little shake of her head. "I thought we were being followed," she said quietly.
"It's nothing..."
"We're always being followed," said the human. He looked around nervously. "This place is crawling with Scourge and Horde. The sooner we leave this place, the better."
Elise gave a tiny sigh of relief. Perhaps this night elf had decided not to alert her group to her presence, or perhaps she had truly not seen her. Either way, it was better than having to fight them off. It was only when that pressure was lifted from her that shouts came from the surrounding forests.
"LOK'TAR OGAR!"
A massive black wolf-like creature with glowing red eyes came charging out of the forest towards the Alliance party, its teeth bared and its claws extended. Atop it, a gigantic orc swinging an axe that must have been larger than Elise herself.
"Shields up!" shouted the gnome, his mechanical shield whirring to life to protect himself from the volley of arrows that had been fired from the trees opposite where Elise stood. Crackling bolts of electricity shot out from the edge of his shield, frying a number of the projectiles and turning them to harmless ash.
Hesitation gripped the paladin as she watched the adventurers being attacked by the Horde, trolls and tauren soon joining the orcish raider. Spells flew left and right, arrows whistled and weapons swung as the two sides fought for supremacy.
Those members of the Alliance seemed so much like her... But she couldn't risk it. Not now. She was so close.
Seeing no way to help without getting herself killed or captured, Elise decided to try and find a path around the battle. She started off through the woods, the forest thickening as she moved deeper and deeper between the trees. Like great, grasping limbs, branches scratched at her face and tugged on her armor and tabard. Her boots crunched on the fallen leaves of autumn as she listened to the sound of combat to her left, slowly diminishing with each step taken.
Any moment, there could be a Horde soldier leaping out to attack her... Any moment, she'd be taken by those who were not part of the Crusade. Tainted, all.
She kept walking, the sounds of battle growing distant and the darkness closing in around her. Moonlight was insufficient now to guide her, and she did not want to attract anyone or anything to her with a torch. And so, she made her camp for the night in a small cave near the border between Tirisfal and the Western Plaguelands.
The first thing she did was get out of her heavy armor, placing it in a pile next to her. She then removed her tabard and set it aside as well, taking a moment to wash the blood and dirt from her hands and face. With a sigh, she stretched, her muscles stiff and sore after a day such as she had just gone through.
Hiding as best she could behind a stalagmite, the paladin lay back against the cool stone wall of the cave, hoping she wouldn't be found as she slowly drifted to sleep, sword in hand. Her other hand, meanwhile, found itself drifting south. She bit her lower lip to suppress a whimper as the tips of her digits made their way past a healthy tangle of curls to brush against her sensitive clit.
Such activities would normally have been disallowed by the Scarlet Crusade's strict moral code, but tonight, Elise didn't care. All she wanted was to be free of the ache in her loins and the frustrations in her mind. She would not have been able to find sleep any other way, she knew.
Her fingers quickly found their way to her slick pussy, delving inside of her tight opening to finger herself to a quick release. The pressure within her head eased, and she closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of her own touch on her body.
The hand on her sword relaxed and soon found itself creeping upwards under her shirt, fingers grasping at her breasts. Fingers dug into that plentiful flesh, eliciting another moan from the paladin. She let out a long sigh, her free hand continuing to rub her clit as her fingers pinched and twisted her nipples.
Her breathing became labored, her hips rocking slightly as she rubbed away at her slit. A whimper escaped her lips as she felt her second orgasm approaching. She moaned again as her fingers began to move faster, quickly plunging in and out of her cunt with lewd squelching sounds.
Her hands stopped moving as the orgasm came crashing down upon her, her jaw clenched and muscles tensing. Breathing became difficult for a moment. She arched her back, head pressed to the cool stone, shuddering with ecstasy. Years of pleasuring herself in her dormitory had made silence an integral part of that little ritual and had made her rather skilled at the art.
This time, however, she was too far gone to even make a sound. She simply would not have been able, as she struggled to find breath. Her fingers continued to thrust in and out of her pussy, each thrust accompanied by a silent moan. It didn't take long for her orgasm to subside, her breathing returning to normal.
She found sleep soon thereafter.
To avoid the Forsaken roadblock, Elise had been forced to take a longer route around the mountain range, skirting the edge of the Western Plaguelands. The only problem was that the route taken was far more dangerous than the direct road. She had to watch her step and be careful not to get lost, lest she end up walking into a trap laid by the Horde or Alliance or end up plummeting to her death.
It took her several hours to make it past the mountain range, but she did so without incident. She emerged from the forest and found herself on the northern shore of an unnamed lake in the mountains from which she could see the striking steeples of the Scarlet Monastery. There was still a good deal of snow on the ground, and it had rained a fair amount during the night, making the air chilly and damp.
A shiver ran up Elise's spine. Her fingers held her blade's grip tightly.
