Her eyebrows shot up, and as she opened her mouth to make a retort, he slapped her again. He motioned to the others, and they stepped forward. Tying her tightly, they gagged her. The thickest of the lot, a blond haired, blue eyed oaf, slung her over his shoulder, but they all had to take turns carrying her~their backs got sore from her tied-together hands beating at them. Finally, they came into a small clearing, with a small pond and a cottage. They took her into the cottage and ungagged her, throwing her to the floor. Closing and locking the door behind them caused the elf girl to think for a moment. She realized she might as well get some sleep now.
Several hours later, the cot came to life once more with sound. Soon, one of the boys entered the room, carrying a wooden bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other. She recognized him as the one who had grinned maliciously at her. She rolled her eyes as he knelt next to her. His eyes narrowed, and instead on untying her so she could eat, dipped the spoon into the bowl and proceeded to force-feed her. After the first bite of the thick stew, the girl decided that she might as well cooperate; because her elven heritage kept her safe from herbal poisons, the stew was good, and she didn't want to give these boys any more satisfaction than she had to...
Later that night, all of the boys came into the small room in the cottage they had put her in. The dark lad untied her while the others bolted the door. She moved, not to escape, but to rub feeling back into her wrists and ankles. "You people ever heard of proper blood circulation?" she grumbled. None of them spoke as the dark boy reached out and grasped her left forearm , pulling her slight body to him. Startled, she didn't move. Dair, for that was his name, as she would later learn, pressed her back to his chest, which resulted in her sitting on his lap pressed against his young virile body. "Be a good little elfie, now, and we won't have to hurt you." Her throat tightened as she nodded. "Yes, Master." Her voice was barely above a whisper, loud enough only for Dair to hear her. He nodded in satisfaction.
He pulled off her elven boots of silence, which were followed by her leather jerkin. He unstrung her belt, loosening her tunic. He lifted both off of her, revealing fully those pert breasts. He squeezed one lightly, and she jumped as her body trilled. He laughed softly, and the others backed quietly out of the room. "So I'm your master now, am I?" She nodded. He ran his fingers around her nipples, which slowly hardened into small pink rocks. He let go of her and she scrambled off his lap. "Where ya going?" he asked, catching her by the ankle. She fell into his arms and he laid her on the ground. Pulling off her soft deerskin breeches, he admired her long, (in comparison to her body) muscled legs. He ran his hands up those legs, caressing her soft, milky white flesh. His hands touched her now-exposed cunt, and a shiver ran through her slight frame. He smiled softly and slowly slipped one finger into her. He wiggled it about a little, and said, "Are you a virgin?"
"Yes, Master..." was the hesitant reply. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he said. He pulled his finger out and licked it off, savoring her juices. "You taste very good, my little elfin friend." She moaned quietly as he reached up and began to lick her clit. Soon, he had her trembling at his touch. He flicked his tongue at her labia, teasing her. She quivered as he backed up and pulled down his own breeches, revealing a seven- or eight-inch member. Her eyes widened as he lowered it to her dripping cunt. He placed his head at the opening and slowly eased his way in. A low moan escaped her lips. He pulled back out, and pushed back in several times, picking up speed each time. Her hymen had long been destroyed by long rides on horseback, so this was easier than it should have been. As he pumped her, she vocalized her pleasure until she had her first orgasm. Soon, his inexperienced cock shot its load into her, falling limp and slipping out again.
"Master.." She murmured. "Yes, elfie?" he said back. "My name is Arilyn..."
To Be Continued...
(seeing as how the others need haven't had their turn yet...)
