It started as a monstergirl chronicle/encyclopedia and turned DID-Bondage-BDSM-Drowsploitation-Bisexual stuff. Sorry, my bad. Still, I intend to add more vanilla monstergirl sex later on.
Enjoy, fuckers. - Esteban de Chucha
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Inquisitorial report:
Subject: Human male, age 28. Well educated, local clerk, locksmith and jeweler. Married, has no child, wife confirmed barren. Liberated in skirmish with the Monster Lord's servants in Lescatian border when he was running, screaming for help, towards the human soldiers. Interviewed after rescue, mild demonic taint found. Following report of interview is after a cleansing bath in the church.
Q: Tell us of your ordeals after your kidnapping.
A: (nervously fiddles) Can I have some water? (interlude, subject nervously gulps) Alright, I'll talk.
Q: Who kidnapped you?
A: Dark Elves. They were lurking in the forest for weeks (agitated) I told the bailiff there were monster bitches in the woods, was was I listened? Nope, I am just a poor dumb fu-
Q: Please focus on the event.
A: Alright. It was some months ago. Could have been half a year or more. Gods, my wife should be worried to death. Have you informed her?(Interlude) Fine, I'll tell. Anyway. I was as I said, fetching iron and copper from the mines for my shop. Then the dark elves jumped me. Bitches laid some trip wire and rushed me when I fell. And they were experts. Slavers.
Q: Why do you say there are slavers? Monster girls hunt men.
A: Because it wasn't just me. Men, women, they stole what they could, tied us up and marched us to some slave market.
Q: Inquisitor [Leslie] Nods. Tell us more.
A: The two dark elf women tied my hands and legs they left just enough space down there to let me walk, and when they carried me back , there was a lot of men and women tied up in a coffle. All those disappeared, you know. One of them, a slightly older dark elf beckoned me to approach her. Stripped me naked faster than you can blink. (sighs) They say men don't get raped. Bollocks. It felt good. But it was so wrong. She opened my mouth to check the teeth,tongue, smelled my breath, checked my eyes, hair -church says be clean so I was clean- , then.. ahem, (should I say?-brief argument) my cock and balls. She squeezed them, nodded and gagged me again. "This is good stock" she said. "It will bring a good price."
Q: Is this "older dark elf" the one in the following picture?
A: (agitated) YES! That cunt! She kidnapped us all and checked each like a slab of meat and then marched us in chains. A lot of the women were crying under the gags but they whipped anyone getting loud.*sniff* Hope you'll make them pay.
Q: Tell us what they use.
A: Some long stake they bind your necks to. They yoke their captives to a stake, hands bound, stripped naked or undies left. Plus they have this smell...
Q: What smell?
A: You know miss. It makes us men...flushed and-
Q: Erect penises? You can speak to me freely, we are questioning you for a good cause.
A: (sigh) Alright ma'am, I just feel upset you know. I sinned there a lot. And I've done things with the monstergirls...
Q: I understand completely. Feel free to tell all. I will absolve you.
A: (relieved) Yes ma'am. Anyway, 2 abreast and four deep, they yoked captives by eight and whipped us on the buttocks, commanding us to move. Bitches joked and laughed underway what great price we would bring and what lovely haul it was. Two of them carried naked young boys , mouths gagged, on their shoulders. (sighs agitated) Kids! They kidnapped kids for breeding and selling! (curses loudly, earning a scolding) Sorry ma'am, I'm very angry. I hope the families will find them before they are sold off far away. And I'm pissed at myself. I confess it felt good.
Q: To be captured and led off to be sold?
A: (sighs and nods) I'm sorry. Even some women stopped protesting and they were flushed. And the men. All of us were hard as rocks...I'm sorry, it was something they had. It made us horn- can I say horny?(confirmation) Horned up like I was 13 sneaking off with the baker's widow A...you get it. And the humiliation. They slapped us occasionally, telling which monsters buy humans from markets and where the women would be sold off to...(sigh) I felt so powerless.
Q: Where were you taken?
A: (describes a mountain cave network hitherto unknown) Yes, there is a secret passage there! There they led us through the tunnels. It was a village hidden inside the mountains. Some dark village carved in trees, like them elf villages in the church paintings but darker (describes) spires and towers and things. And the market. (shudders, asks for sacramental wine to calm down, given a pause)
Q: Tell us about the market.
A: It was... a slave market for monsters.
Q: What do you mean? Were the customers...
A: Yes, only monster girls were the buyers. The merchandise? (shudder.) Slaves of all races. Mostly human.
Q: What races?
A: (sighs, another short pause. Tells with a slow , quiet voice) Mostly human men. Lined up were men to be sold as mostly studs, and women. Chained were some monstergirls too. Especially ogre and troll girls. Since these monster girls were mild and meek, the dark elves used them for slave labor.*sighs* Ogre and troll girls aren't brutes. They sob and cry when they are whipped and dark elves use them mercilessly. And large they may be, they were kinda...pretty.*sigh*
Q: You sympathize with monsters? Lust after them?
A: Don't take it wrong, ma'am. I don't love them more than I love cats and dogs I guess but it was still sad. Larger girls are not like you know. I met some. They are actually good folk (sighs) I was caged together with one, got to talk a lot with her. Her name was Lily, and she was real innocent, beautiful but ripped with muscles.
Q: You... mated with her?
A: So what?(angry) Nights get cold and they leave us naked in the cages until we are sold...she and I... you know, snuck close and when it felt warm... sorry...but yes, I did. (distant look) Lily...*sigh*
Q: You have feelings for her.
A : (nods) I confess , ma'am. We were a little close and I didn't like her sold to some evil dwarf woman so she gets whipped to turn some miller's stone. She was pretty smart and a good woman...girl...monster...thing. Is it wrong to feel bad for them?
Q: Not at all. But please, describe the market in detail. Restraints, rewards and punishments. The Lescatie Army needs intelligence. And you are the first man to be that deep and get out. Tell us everything.
A: (spits) I'm going to need a strong drink, ma'am. It's not pretty.
(argument with the Inquisitor General and Priests, subject is given a potion of clear mind and some chamomile tea)
Q: We do not give intoxicants in a questioning. Will the potion and tea suffice?
A: Yes.
Q: Continue. Tell us everything you remember. Even little details.
A: Alright. We were led in restraints to some central square where every newcomer was stripped naked. We were roughly given some water to drink by our dark elf captors, then washed roughly. I think the workers were goblin girls. Giggling and joking about our... you know... So yeah, roughly given water to drink, each was asked if they were really hungry. The women, children and finally those hungry were hand fed some biscuits and then given some gulps of water again.
Q: So they care for the captives.
A: Yes, they are not that cruel I guess. One of the kids the dark elves got cried so badly, he was even given some confection and consoled that if he would stop crying and smile, he'd find a good buyer and would be very happy. No one bid on a crying boy except cruel monstergirls and stuff. (curses) I hated the helplessness but it felt good . Sister, am I cursed?
Q: No, monsters have that lust effect on men. Go on. After they fed you and washed you, what happened?
A: We were questioned. Roughly. Dark elves sense lies and slap you badly. Believe me, it stings. Made to sit before a real rough looking orc monstergirl and our captor, we were questioned. How old we were, if we were fertile, you know, kids, and skills that would bring a good price. I have a good memory ma'am. I remember all.
Q: Which questions were most important? Can you tell?
A: Yeah. Fertile men fetch a great price. Better if they are very young kids. You know, young ones won't miss family after some years. (stamps foot) I hope they burn in hell! (calms.) Alright. As for women, fertility is irrelevant. They all are sold in bulk to some demon temple. (shudders) But yeah, they all inspect men like we are some village stud horse. Feeling up the...cock and balls as if they sort livestock. (sighs) I came... They laughed a lot at that when I...sprayed seed. (sobs) It was humiliating!
Q: My sympathies. What other beings were there?
A: Well, cages held human men and women separately, but monstergirls were put together with men, except light elves. The dark elf bitches put them in single, tight cages and mercilessly taunting them. I have overheard very few but I think they have a feud and they only treat light ones better if they solemnly agree they are whores and are willing to drink men's sticky, smelly seed. One light elf I think, a general woman of sorts, was restrained with all sorts of implements up the... you know. Her sex. She didn't say anything but spit and glare for weeks until I was sold off. I hope she is alright. Sorry but I felt bad for her. Light Elves are like us, they don't want to do anything with them.
Q: That may well be. What other captives? Information on buyers?
A: Ogre , troll and giant girls are sold to mills and mines I think. Centaur and minotaur girls are sold to farms for plowing. They mentioned farms in (redacted territory). The monsters aren't just one nation. They buy and sell slaves of their own race too. I overheard my owner selling her daughter to a minotaur clan for entertainment. Dark elves know how to dance and sing. And men? Everyone bought them. After all, monsters need men to breed them. Speaking of making babies...
Q: Yes? Before that, where did the women go? You mentioned reward and punishments?
A: All women were sold en masse to a wicked looking monstergirl wearing ceremonial robes (shudder) They said if we got the monstergirls pregnant during our stay we'd be rewarded. You know, breeding more slaves and stuff...(sinks in chair, starts crying) I need a break, please.
(Next morning, subject allowed to smoke to let off stress)
