Some time later the door creaked open again, and a red skinned Slethraan they hadn't seen before came in to collect them, grabbing the leash attached to Binha and pulling them along at a quick pace out the door and through the halls.
He said nothing as he led the captives to whatever fate awaited them. They heard voices and the din of merriment coming from an open room ahead. The sound of music spilled out into the corridor as well. A generous amount of light spilled out into the hallway. The elven captives were brought into a large high-ceilinged chamber. Seraphina's eyes nervously darted throughout the room, trying to take in everything before her.
The first thing Seraphina noticed was the ring of ornate chairs arranged in a semi-circle around the room. In the center was the tallest, most impressive chair of all. In it sat the white-scaled high priest whom Glisskill had identified as Ysssgkar earlier. He was naked, an elf knelt before him, taking his cock into her mouth and sucking as if it was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted. Seraphina thought this was the elf who he sent off to inform the kitchens to prepare the feast earlier. The elf who he had fucked upon the altar was also kneeling beside him, kissing his foot and licking between his toes, bowing low in a submissive pose and slowly wiggling her ass in a seductive whirl in time with the music. His foot was pressed on top of the chain connecting her nipple rings, pinning her in place bowing at his feet. His hand was resting on her backside and he appeared to be lazily sticking a finger in and out of her.
Both of the elves kneeling before him were covered in tattoos, one in red snakes and the other in blue, which coiled all around their limbs, curving around their breasts, and either going into or out of their vagina and assholes. All of their undivided attention seemed to be on the Slethraan before them—they didn't even seem to have noticed the procession of captive elf women who had just been paraded into the room.
On either side of the grand throne where Ysssgkar sat were six other chairs, all occupied by Slethraans save for two. They hooted and jeered at the captives as they were brought in the room, but Seraphina was so overwhelmed by the scene before her that she barely noticed. Each and every one of them had a white-haired gray-skinned naked elf woman kneeling before them, each one seeming utterly devoted to pleasuring the Slethraan before her with her mouth. They took their long Slethraan cocks deep into their mouths with ease. Before each seated Slethraan was another naked gray-skinned elf who knelt beside them holding up a tray covered in food. Seraphina noted the completely white eyes of these kneeling elves—they seemed utterly empty, devoid of all life and thought. Not one of them seemed at all troubled by the depravity taking place right next to them. One of the gray-skinned elves was calmly picking up grapes one by one off her tray and placing them in her Slethraan's mouth.
Seraphina's eyes briefly met with Gelda's as they darted around the room. Her friend's eyes were wide with panic and her breaths came in rapid, short spurts. Before she could think about that, her eyes were drawn to the source of music, where a trio of naked gray-skinned elf women were playing instruments in the corner of the room. The music was competent but without any passion. Seraphina also noted that they had the same empty white eyes as the others and unkempt, matted white hair on the tops of their heads. She also noticed that all three of them seemed to have the same black spiral tattoo on the bald flesh just above their crotch.
In the center of the room, where all the seated Slethraans had a good view of it, was an obsidian pillar rising a good eight feet from the floor. A jade snake was carved coiling around the pillar, its large head about twice as big as a real Slethraan's head resting at the top. Its fangs were bared in a menacing grimace and its eyes seemed to be lidded shut, as if it was sleeping. Across from the snake pillar was a metal chair that was positioned facing it. It had clamps in the armrests and at its feet that appeared to be for securing a prisoner in place. Next to the chair was a Slethraan with pale orange mottled scales, grinning eagerly.
Facing the snake pillar from the opposite side was a stone oval with chains hanging from the top, and what appeared to be metal cuffs sticking up from the bottom. It looked like some kind of apparatus for binding and torturing prisoners.
Throughout the room stood other naked elf women with light gray skin and empty white eyes. They stood motionless, arms dangling limply by their sides, while others knelt quietly on the stone floor of the chamber. Seraphina noted that they all had the same black spiral symbol tattooed above their bald gray pussies.
"Excellent!" Ysssgkar called out when the line of captives was brought to a stop in the center of the room, the statue, chair, and stone ring arranged parallel to the row of prisoners, between them and their seated captors. "Glissskill has brought usss a fine new batch of ssslavesss!" he roared. "In cassse you were getting bored with the current onesss!" The other Slethraans cackled in response to this.
"Glissskill, asss isss your right, you have firssst choosssing from among them for your persssonal pleasssure ssslave," the high priest announced, gesturing to the line. The captive elves exchanged worried looks at each other but were too frightened to do anything else.
Glisskill, sitting two chairs to the left of Ysssgkar, grabbed the gray-skinned elf woman who was servicing him by the hair and pulled her off of his cock. He stepped past her and walked forward towards the line of captives, a toothy grin creeping across his face. Seraphina noted that the woman who had been sucking his cock continued to kneel facing the empty chair, apparently not the least bit curious about the events unfolding behind her.
"Oh, I've already made my choiccce," Glisskill said, slowly making his way down the line and stopping before Seraphina. She shuddered and turned her face away as he stared down at her. "Thisss one will do nicccely". She whimpered as he cupped her pert breasts through her travel blouse.
"Please," she begged him, knowing full well he would be unmoved by her plea.
"Leave her alone!" Aleura spat angrily.
"Oh, you'll get your turn," he said, stepping down the line and cupping her crotch through her trousers.
"But firssst! Let usss ssshow all of our new ssslavesss the fate that awaitsss them! Plssskl, if you please," the high priest said with a wave of his hand. With that, the Slethraan with the pale orange scales who had been standing near the chair walked up to the line and studied each captive carefully, skipping past Seraphina as he made his way down the line. Finally, he stopped before Celenithra.
"The matriarch," he said with satisfaction. "Ssshe ssshall be the firssst." With that he produced a knife from his belt and cut loose the ropes that bound her to the rest of the line, freeing her hands. His hands then roughly grabbed at her robes and tore them from her body, leaving her completely naked and exposed to the room. Before she could go anywhere, he grabbed her by the shoulders and guided her over to the chair with his strong hands. The red-scaled Slethraan who brought them in then tied Seraphina's wrists to the other elf who had been connected to Celenithra.
"Prepare her," Plsskl gestured to two gray-skinned elves who stood near the chair as he whirled her around and pushed her down into it. The blank-eyed elves stepped forward and efficiently closed the clamps on her wrists and ankles, securing her into the chair before she could even put up a resistance. She thrashed her wrists and ankles, testing the strength of her bonds. They didn't even budge. Celenithra glanced at either side of her at the empty-eyed elves who had strapped her down. If she was looking for any hint of help from her fellow elves, she found none. They stood silent and motionless, staring forward at opposite sides of the chair, looking into each other's blank white eyes.
Celenithra cried out as Plsskl pricked the back of her neck with some kind of needle. Seraphina saw him insert something into the back of her neck, something attached to a tube that connected to a metal basin that stood on a small stone table behind the chair. Around the basin were a series of small chutes that were positioned over a dozen or so small vials set up beneath it.
