"Would you like to sssselect your persssssonal pleassssure sssslave, sssire?" Plsskl asked of the high priest.
"Yessss, I think I sssshall," Ysssgkar said, standing from his throne. He pulled the elf maiden's mouth off of his cock and grabbed the chains of her and her companion's collar, dragging them forward as he marched across the room. They scrambled to keep up with their Master, crawling on their hands and knees behind him. Though adorned with those serpentine tattoos all over their bodies, unlike the other slaves she had seen, their skin retained its normal color.
When they got closer, Seraphina recoiled when she got a better look at their eyes. Instead of the normal round pupils, their pupils were elongated to thin black slits, like a snake's. Around these slitted pupils were yellow irises that were most unnatural for an elf. Ysssgkar worked his way up the line of captives, studying each one carefully, checking the firmness of their bodies with his hands, his slaves crawling behind him whenever he moved. Every time he stopped, they knelt behind him, spreading their knees far apart and intertwining their fingers behind their heads, jutting their pierced tits and bald, tattooed pussies forward to display them to the room, but most especially to their Master.
As they knelt on the floor near their Master, Seraphina got a better look at them. The slave covered in red snakes had large rings piercing her nipples, with a heavy chain dangling between them—that Seraphina had noticed before when she was getting fucked on the altar in the other room. Now that her naked pussy was spread wide, she could see another prominent ring piercing her clitoris, with a tiny bell dangling from its center that jingled when she moved. She also sported another large ring through her septum, with another small bell dangling from that.
The slave with the blue snakes had her nipples pierced as well, though she had bars through hers instead of rings. Underneath the bars was some kind of round, thick metal plate that pushed the bars outward, stretching her nipples uncomfortably away from her body, extending and exaggerating their length. Her pussy lips were pierced through with a series of large rings on either side of her pussy, so that her pussy could either be held open or closed if one threaded something through them and pulled in one direction or the other. They were heavy enough that her pussy lips drooped low, away from her body. When she moved, her pussy rings jingled together making noise like the other slave's bells. Similarly, the lower lip of her face was also pierced with many small rings, forcing her lip into a slight pout as she couldn't close her mouth all the way shut. Her upper lip had two rings piercing through it on either side below her nose, which had a large ring through it just like her red-tattooed counterpart.
When the high priest got to Aleura, he lingered on her for some time, seeming most pleased with what he saw in her. She glared coldly at him as he inspected her, feeling the weight of her breasts through her travel shirt. As he pulled away to move onto the next one, she spat on the side of his face.
He immediately stopped short, and Seraphina was certain that he was going to erupt into anger. Instead, he leaned his head down and tugged on the collar of one of his slave girls (the one with red snakes winding all over her body), pointing to the place on his face where Aleura spat. Immediately his slave leapt to her feet and licked the spittle from the side of her Master's face. When she had collected it all she dropped back to her knees, a very satisfied smile on her face. Seraphina thought she saw the slave covered in blue snakes pout for the briefest moment after this.
Ysssgkar stared at Aleura with a look of satisfaction on his face. "Thisss one," he said, his voice booming with certainty. "Ssshe has sssselected herssself."
"Very good, sssire," Plsskl said, pulling his knife and stepping forward to cut her free from the line.
"I will die before I serve you," Aleura growled, looking up at Ysssgkar defiantly as Plsskl cut her free of her fellow prisoners.
"No. You will ssserve me before you die," he countered with a sneer.
With that, Aleura was cruelly disrobed, her smooth dark brown flesh on display to the room, but she refused to give her captors the satisfaction of crying out or acting embarrassed at her nakedness. Plsskl dragged her over to the stone oval on the other side of the snake pillar, and he attached her arms into the dangling cuffs above while two white-eyed slaves scurried to cuff her feet at his command. He had two other slaves grab the stone pillar and rotate it so that the snake head on the top faced the oval ring instead of the chair. Seraphina hadn't noticed before, but a circle was carved into the stone floor around the pillar, seemingly engineered to allow it to rotate in a full circle.
In short order Aleura was securely bound into place, able to thrash around only slightly in response to her predicament. The tattooed slaves kneeling at Ysssgkar's feet exchanged an excited glance and both began to gyrate their hips slightly, as if turned on and desperate for release that they could not find.
Seraphina wondered why Aleura was being bound to this oval stone frame instead of to the chair that poor Celenithra had been placed in. She glanced over at the matriarch of her tribe, who still lapping up her and Plsskl 's urine from the floor, seemingly oblivious that another enslavement was about to take place.
Plsskl underwent a different process of preparation this time, walking over to the snake pillar and pulling out a long clear tube from either side of the snake's head. He pulled the tubes all the way to where Aleura hung in her bondage frame, bringing them behind her and pricking them side by side into the back of her neck. She grimaced when he stabbed them into her but refused to cry out.
She hung suspended in the middle of the oval, her body dangling from chains securing her wrists to the top while her ankles were held fast by similar chains below.
"You ssshould be pleasssed," Plsskl said to her as he stepped back and admired her bound form. "It isss quite an honor to be chosssen asss the high priessst'sss persssonal pleasssure ssslave. It isss an honor only two have ssshared before you," he said, gesturing to the kneeling women now writhing in desperate need.
"Those pathetic creatures deserve only pity," Aleura spat, her voice tinged with anger.
"Enssslave her!" Ysssgkar roared enthusiastically, gesturing to the gray-skinned slave standing near the snake pillar. Without hesitation she reached up and threw the switch. This time a beam of brilliant yellow light shot forth from the stone snake's eyes, the gems inside having changed to a yellow color.
Something about rotating the statue must have changed the gems
, Seraphina thought.
The light shot forth directly into Aleura's face, but she did not react as Celenithra had—she merely gritted her teeth and made no sound. After a moment Seraphina realized that Aleura had closed her eyes before the beam had come forth, so she wasn't looking at the light at all.
