In The Coils Of Slethraa Ch 04

Chapter Four

The captive elves watched the entire scene unfold in horrified silence. Seraphina looked up and down the line of her fellow captives. Gelda and the other dark skinned Tallah elf were staring in shock at everything going on before them. Binha was staring down at the ground, refusing to look up at the horrors around her.

"I want to try the new ssslave!" one of the seated Slethraans, a purple one with a rough scar going down one side of his face, bellowed suddenly. He pushed off the gray-skinned slave who was sucking his cock and she fell back onto the floor on her back. "Come here, ssslave," he said, beckoning Celenithra forward.

The now-enslaved Celenithra stood up from her licking and walked over to the slave who called for her, stopping right before him and standing still. He looked her up and down with an appraising stare and fondled her tits, feeling their weight in his hands. The slave he'd pushed off of him just lay there on the floor staring up at the ceiling, not having moved at all from where she fell after her Master discarded her.

"Thisss mussst be the oldessst elf we've ever enssslaved!" he bellowed with a laugh. "I can't wait to try that ancccient elf pussssy! Turn around and bend over," he told her. She immediately complied, turning and bending forward at the waist, so that her blank and empty eyes stared forward toward the line of prisoners of whom she once was a part.

The Slethraan grabbed her wrists and roughly thrust into her, rapidly pounding her pussy. She continued to stare forward blankly as she was violated for what would no doubt be the first time of many.

"Ssso how isss it?" another green Slethraan asked curiously as he picked up the slave servicing him and dropped her gently onto the floor by his chair. She fell into an awkward kneeling position and remained still, like a rag doll, Seraphina thought. He walked over and stuck his dick in Celenithra's face as her body rocked back and forth as the other Slethraa fucked her.

The purple Slethraan considered for a moment as he continued to pump her. "A bit loose!" he guffawed. "I think thisss pussssy has ssseen sssome action! Thisss one mussst have been the whore of the tribe in her day! Ha ha ha!"

"Open your mouth," he commanded. As she did so, the green Slethraan rudely pushed himself inside her and grabbed her hair, thrusting roughly in and out of her. She did not gag as his cock plunged deep down her throat. She did not move to resist the intrusion in any way, letting him fuck her face as he wished.

"Well, her mouth is pleasssing enough!" he laughed. "I wouldn't know it from any other ssslave'sss!"

The two Slethraans continued to spit roast her for a while until the one fucking her face finally came with a loud grunt, thrusting deep inside her and holding himself there with his hands gripping her hair tightly as he filled her with his seed. When he pulled out, some of his thick white cum oozed out of her open mouth and pooled on the ground beneath her. Her mouth remained open, cum oozing out as the other Slethraan continued to fuck her.

"It's going to take me a while with this loossse pussssy!" the other Slethraan exclaimed with a grin.

After several long minutes he finally came inside of her and let go of her wrists. She dropped to the floor, not having the will to brace her fall with her hands. She lay awkwardly in a growing pool of cum, head and knees on the floor, her ass sticking up in the position she landed in.

"My turn," the dark yellow Slethraan in the neighboring chair said. "Ssslave, crawl to me," he commanded.

Immediately Celenithra got up and crawled over to her other Master, stopping in front of him with her open mouth lined up with his cock. "Get my dick wet," he commanded, pressing the head of his long cock against her lips.

She swallowed her Master's cock without hesitation until her lips reached the end of her shaft, at which point she pulled away back to the tip. Her tongue swirled around the tip for a few moments before she buried his cock inside her to the hilt once again. He moaned in pleasure and let this go on a few more times before he pulled out and ordered her to turn around.

Seraphina saw him thrust into her and her body rocked back and forth again with the fucking of her Master. He slapped her ass roughly as he fucked her. After a few moments of this he announced "Well, her assss is cccertainly tight enough if her pussssy isssn't!"

Seraphina's lips trembled as tears fell down her face. There was her mentor, her matriarch, the most respected elder in her tribe, being violated in the ass by a twisted snake man. She'd showed no reaction that had indicated to Seraphina that the Slethraan had entered her ass instead of her pussy—certainly no expression of any kind of pain. Her mouth remained open, a line of cum and drool oozing out the side, ready and waiting should another Slethraan want to accept the invitation. It wasn't long before another Slethraan came up and started face fucking her, her body rocking back and forth between the two Masters who took pleasure from her flesh.

Eventually all of the Slethraans had sampled at least one of the new slave's holes, some of them going back for seconds or thirds to try them all. All of the Slethraans that is, except for Ysssgkar, who was now fucking Fuckmeat from behind as she screamed and cried in pleasure. "Oh Master, yes Master, yes Master, I'm yours Master, I'm yours, I'm your whore, I'm your slave, I'm your FUCKMEAT!!" His other two slaves, Hole and Slit, knelt watching on the ground with their legs spread impossibly wide, fingers interlocked behind their heads and gyrating their hips in frustration, as if trying to get off on phantom cocks that just eluded them.

Seraphina had gone nearly numb from the chilling display before her. To imagine that such a fate awaited her was unthinkable. Eventually the slave that had once been Celenithra lay abandoned on the floor, her legs spread wide and folded in the air above her, covered head to toe in thick white Slethraan semen. Seraphina wondered if there was any awareness at all left in Celenithra, or if she was nothing more than an empty shell, completely oblivious to all that happened to her. Some part of her doubted that the cruelty of Slethraa would allow her to not retain some small sliver of awareness deep within.

Ysssgkar then dropped Fuckmeat to the floor and told her to get on her knees and elbows and stick her ass in the air. "Yes, Master," she complied immediately.

"Beg me to fuck your assss, Fuckmeat."

"Master, please fuck my hungry virgin asshole," she replied, slowly gyrating her hips so that her ass moved around in an enticing figure-eight pattern. "Master,

pleeeeeease

, no one has ever been in my ass before, please be the first to rape your slave's butthole. Please Master, honor your lowly slave by being the first to claim her anal virginity. Please take what is yours, Master, please bury your magnificent and perfect cock deep in my slave rectum. Please violate my ass, Master, please fill my asshole with your cum until it overflows onto the floor, and then please make your lowly pathetic slave lick it up. Please ram my asshole hard and make me taste my ass on your glorious cock after you've pounded it into oblivion."

At this point she rested her forehead on the floor to support her weight and reached behind her to pry her buttcheeks apart. She slowly rocked her hips forward and back as she enticed her Master with her puckered asshole. "Master, I

beg

you, punish my slave ass. I beg you to show your helpless and pathetic slave her place. Master,

please

rape my slave asshole. Please Master, pump my ass full of cum and show me that you own me. My slave ass is yours, Master. Master,

please

punish your slave for all the years I wasted not serving you. Please punish me for the audacity of not seeking you out years ago and submitting my slave asshole as your rightful cock sheath. Please make up for all the years my slave ass went unfucked and stay inside my asshole as long as you desire. This is

your

hole to fuck, Master.

Please

claim your property, Master. I submit to you completely, Master. I submit my asshole to you, Master. Please violate my undeserving unworthy asshole with the absolute perfection of your cock, Master."

Fuckmeat screamed as her Master drove his cock all the way into her ass with one rough thrust. Her yellow slit-pupil eyes opened wide as saucers as he began to pump in and out of her, and she screamed and cried with a wild primal intensity. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks and she cried out "Thank you, Master, thank you, thank you, Master." Seraphina couldn't tell if her cries were of pain or pleasure—at times it sounded like one but then a moment later she thought it was the other.

He lifted her petite frame easily in his strong arms and impaled her, bouncing her up and down on his cock as he spun around so that she was facing the line of captives waiting for their turn to be enslaved. Fuckmeat saw that she was on full display before them, her tits bouncing up and down as her Master violated her ass for the first time—and everyone had watched her beg him for it. She moaned in pleasure as she saw the horrified faces of the captive audience of prisoners—it seemed to Seraphina that she was now getting off on the shame of being debased before an audience.

"Oh yes, Master, it hurts so

wonderfully

, Master, I'm

so

glad I saved my ass for

you

, Master, my ass is yours, my ass is yours, my ass is

YOUUUUURRRRSSSSS!!!

" she sang out in a perverse mix of extreme pain and pleasure. "Master, please let me

serve

you with my asshole every day, let me *pant* pleasure...you...with my asshole, I am your slave, I am your

anal

slave. My unworthy slave asshole yearns to pleasure...your...perfect cock...every...day, Master! You

own

me, Master, you owwwwn me!!"

Fuckmeat's eyes crossed and her tongue hung out of her head and she grunted and panted as her Master continued to roughly pound her ass. "Master, yes Master, yes Master, take your pleasure...from my slave ass...unnngh," she panted out as she bounced up and down on his cock. A string of drool came out of her mouth and started pooling on her bouncing tits.

After what felt like a hundred long years to Seraphina, Fuckmeat's eyes crossed even further and rolled up in her head and she screamed louder than ever before. Cum from her Master's cock exploded from her ass even as his cock plugged her up, and her pussy squirted a powerful jet of lubricant a good ten feet across the room. Her body shuddered and quaked as it recovered from the powerful orgasm she experienced from her Master's attentions. She hung limply in her Master's arms and could only softly sigh "Oh, Master" after her body stopped shaking.

He gently set her down on the floor in front of him. "Clean your filthy assss off my cock, Fuckmeat," he commanded sharply.

"Yes, Master," she eagerly replied and immediately shook off the exhaustion she seemed to be experiencing a moment before, taking her Master's cock deep into her throat. She slid her mouth up and down the length of his shaft and then licked every inch of it from every side as well. She was not only trying to pleasure her Master but she was working to ensure that his cock was clean as he had commanded. As she knelt before him, a significant pool collected beneath her as a trail of seemingly never-ending Slethraan cum oozed from her ass.

"Hole," Ysssgkar snapped, "clean the cum from Fuckmeat'sss asssshole."

"Yesss, Massster," she purred, getting down on her hands and knees and plunging her hungry tongue deep into Fuckmeat's still gaping asshole. Fuckmeat moaned in exquisite pleasure as Hole's tongue swirled around the rim of her anus and plunged in and out of her ass. Hole moaned in desperation as she slurped and sucked, trying to get every last bit of her Master's remaining cum from Fuckmeat's asshole before it hit the floor. Slit knelt nearby on the floor, hands linked behind her head and whimpered softly, looking at the pool of Master's cum on the floor and licking her lips in desire, but without a command from Master she remained kneeling in place, waiting patiently.

As Ysssgkar was getting his cock serviced, he looked over at Plsskl. "I think it'sss time to enssslave another, don't you?"

"Of coursssse, sssire," he replied, rubbing his hands together in gleeful anticipation. He walked up and down the line of remaining captives before finally stopping in front of Binha. "You," he said, brushing the bottom of her chin with a clawed finger. "You're next."

"No! No!!!" Binha screamed, thrashing in her restraints before Plsskl unfastened her from the end of the line. He easily held her with one hand as she thrashed and screamed, being much physically stronger and larger than his elven prisoner. He tore her clothes off with one clawed finger, leaving her naked and exposed before the room.

"You ssslavesss," he gestured to the two slaves still standing at mindless attention by the chair. He also waved at a third slave standing near the pillar of Slethraa. "Prepare her for enssslavement."

The two slaves approached Binha and grabbed her wrists, taking her from Plsskl. She thrashed and struggled, but they held her firmly as they marched her over to the chair. Forcefully they held her down and fastened the restraints in place. Binha yelped as one of the slaves came around back and pricked her neck with the needle, inserting the instrument that would soon drain her will away. Meanwhile the slave standing near the pillar rotated it around and into position so that it was facing her.

"Do you have any lasssst wordsss before we enssslave you?" Plsskl asked her in a mocking tone.

"You—you can't do this," Binha sobbed. "We've done nothing to you. We've done nothing to you..."

"And sssoon, you will do everything

for

usss," Plsskl laughed. He turned to the slave standing by the pillar. "Sssslave, throw the—wait." He turned back to the sobbing Binha in the chair, glanced at the newly enslaved Celenithra and grinned. "Let'sss make thisss more entertaining."

"Sssslave!" he called across the room to the elf who had once been Celenithra, who was still laying on the floor, legs spread and folded in the air as the cum of a dozen Slethraans dried on her body. "Crawl to me."

She sat up and got on her hands and knees and crawled across the room, stopping at Plsskl's feet. He patted her on her matted, unkept hair like she was some kind of pet before stroking the curve of her rear end. "While your former acquaintanccce is being enssslaved, you will pleassssure her. Lick her pussssy, ssslave."

"What?? No!" Binha said, her voice brimming with shock and shame.

With that, the slave who used to be Celenithra crawled forth so that her head was placed between Binha's spread legs. Her tongue shot forward and she began dutifully lapping at her pussy, licking and sucking on her clitoris.

"Unnnh," Binha moaned at the attention her pussy was getting. "Please,

please

don't do this," she begged. Whether she was speaking to Celenithra or Plsskl was unclear to Seraphina. Binha could do nothing to stop her, for her legs were spread wide, her ankles securely bound to the legs of the chair.

"Hrmm, looks like ssshe's no ssstranger to licking a pussssy!" Plsskl laughed. "Done thisss before, have we?" Plsskl said, slapping the licking slave on the buttock. The slave continued to helplessly obey, licking and sucking on Binha's pussy, unaffected by the mocking comments of her Master.

The other Slethraans laughed at the spectacle as Binha moaned and whined, squirming in the chair but unable to avoid the attentions of her former matriarch. "Let'sss sssee if the bitch cumsss!" one of the Slethraans bellowed, causing a new wave of laughter to erupt through them.

Seraphina watched in horror as the scene played out before her. Poor Binha was blushing with shame as her body responded to slave Celenithra's touch. "

Please

...unnnh...please," Binha bit her lip and shook her head in frustration, "please make her...stop...make her...stop", she panted in exasperation as the arousal she was experiencing built up to near-orgasm.

But the slave could not stop, she could only helplessly do as her Masters had commanded. Seraphina could see the light reflecting off the moisture on Binha's pussy—she was definitely aroused and her body was responding accordingly.

"Annh! Ah! Uhhh! Mmmngh! Ah! Ah!" Binha cried out as her body betrayed her, cumming under the tongue bombardment it received. The Slethraans roared with laughter at this. "Look, ssshe'sss excccited about becoming our ssslave!" one of them pointed out to a round of cackling.

After she came, Binha calmed down momentarily, but Celenithra continued to lick unabated, as she hadn't been told to do otherwise. Binha looked down at Celenithra's lapping tongue and back up at Plsskl, smiling and enjoying the show. Her eyes widened as she realized that the Slethraan wasn't going to tell her to stop.

At that moment, Plsskl commanded the slave standing by the pillar switch to flip it, and the eyes of Slethraa on the pillar opened, bathing Binha's wide-open eyes in their piercing red light. Her mouth opened in shock at the sudden bombardment and she was captivated instantly by its mesmerizing gaze.

"Uhnnh! NO, NO, NO," Binha protested as she stared wide-eyed into the red light. "I don't... want to... be...your...unnnh...slave," she moaned as the slave—Seraphina was finding it harder to think of her as Celenithra—licking at her moist pussy increased her arousal once more.

The slave who had pierced Binha's neck with the needle stood behind the slaving chair, standing at attention and staring straight ahead. Even though the light wasn't directly aimed at her eyes, Seraphina wondered if the slave was caught in Slethraa's mesmerizing gaze once again.

Could she be doubly enslaved?

Seraphina wondered as she watched the blank-eyed slave stare at the face of the dark god that stole everything she ever was and left her a mindless and obedient slave to cruel and vicious masters.

Once you obey every command your Masters' give you, it's hard to become more enslaved than that.

Binha still thrashed around in her chair, panting heavily from a combination of the red light bombarding her as well as the endless stimulation her pussy was receiving at the hands of the last victim to sit in this chair. Seraphina could hardly stand the sight—the first time they hadn't known what was going to happen, but it was so much worse this time knowing what the end result would be.

Binha was gnashing her teeth and snarling, breathing in rapid pants that Seraphina assumed was a sign of her struggle to fight what was happening to her. The captives watched helplessly as the clear liquid traveled the length of the tube from Binha's neck into the collecting basin nearby—all that she was slowly draining out of her, to be nothing more than a momentary delicacy for the sadistic Slethraans who were doing this to her, and who'd done this to so many others.

Seraphina scanned the room, taking in the other slaves. Some were standing mindlessly at attention awaiting a command from their Masters. Others were on their knees still servicing their Masters with their mouths or kneeling and offering up trays of food that were all but ignored at this point. A couple were now in the laps of a seated Master, one gyrating her hips seductively on the Slethraan's cock and another being held up by a Slethraan Master and being pounded in one of her holes—from here Seraphina could not tell which, but she bore the assault in stoic silence, as all slaves of this kind did. There must be at least twenty of them in this room. A movement by the pillar caught Seraphina's eye and she noticed a trickle of urine dripping from the slave who'd thrown the switch. She stood mindless and staring in the direction of the chair, apparently not noticing that she'd just pissed herself.

They must not even have

that

simple control of themselves

, Seraphina surmised sadly.