On request by anonymous feedback from Literotica as a (sort of) thank you.
Amazing
This story (I've read both of your dark elf stories) is pretty amazing. Best I've read in a while actually, you've gotten yourself another fan!
If you do take requests, I'd love to see more about this setting. Specifically, perhaps even the flat girl who enjoyed humiliation. Or perhaps even a dark elf prison setting! Either way, keep up the good work. People like you make the monster girl community great.
Fetishes: femdom, foot worship, boot worship, bootlicking, ass worship, humiliation, masturbation, JOI, CEI, footjobs, bootjobs, pegging, strapon
Tags: monster girl, monster girl encyclopedia, mamono, dark elf
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The dark elf schoolgirls were having a field day with their slaves at school. They were thoroughly broken in by now from the months of training they had endured at the Drow Academy of Humiliating Submission, and they were ready to be led out into the real world in chains, collars and leashes if necessary. The drows would have their whips and switches out if necessary to brand their new slaves' asses with stripes if they were disobedient. In practice, it would not be necessary except in one out of ten thousand and forty-six cases, according to the studies carried out by the dark elf students under the whips and matronly care of the principal of the school, a soft, gentle, motherly-looking dark elf whose cruelty and enjoyment of the sadistic punishment she inflicted on each and every one of her test subjects belied her appearance. She had no problem with keeping them in bondage for hours or days, preferably after denying them any orgasm or relief. They were generally bound to her ceiling or walls with shackles and teased without respite for a whole day until they were in tears, on their knees with their heads presses against the floor or her black leather boots, kissing them with the right amount of reverence and begging her for release, the amazing feeling of the rush of fluids about to burst from their crotches. They would give her their heartfelt pleas to let them cum, allow those pent-up fluids born of lust to explode out of them and drench the floor. They promised to humiliate themselves by licking the floor clean, or cum all over her soft leather footwear and then clean it with their own tongues the moment they were done. They begged to be allowed the honour of releasing their dirty, sullying ejaculate, as their mistress forced them to say to denigrate themselves further, and they promised their faithful tongues would be licking every last drop clean no matter how long it took and how dirty their tongues got. They were always denied at the end and locked up in their cages in the dungeon once again, sometimes in chastity belts to make sure they never got the sweet, sweet release they needed more than food or water.
The slaves were ready for a new day of humiliation and training. Some new, some old, and everyone in between.
The two dark elf schoolgirls dressed in short leather outfits which looked like one-piece swimsuits walked along the corridor, checking for the principal and other telltales who might ruin their fun. They checked both sides of the corridors and dragged their slave behind them. He was shackled, collared, and leashed with soft pink leather harnesses which didn't cut or hurt him, but it ensured he was enslaved.
The barely legal teen crawled around behind his mistresses, his mind focused on how he was about to pleasure them without question. It had been drilled into him ever since he had been present in the school for a loan debt which his father couldn't pay off. He was only alive to be there for the superior dark elf mistresses's needs and nothing else.
'Um ... ma'am?' he asked. His voice was soft and non-threatening, gentle like a child's. The perfect mix and match for a submissive and someone his age. He swallowed, and tried again. 'Ma'am ... you haven't told me how you want to be served.'
The dark elves nodded. The taller one said, 'Yes, slave, that's because we haven't taken you to the place you are to serve us in. You will need to be kept safe and hidden from anyone else peeking at you and wanting to use you for their pleasure. You understand that, right?'
Too brainwashed and mindbroken to recall that these very dark elves were going to use and humiliate him, the young man nodded and bowed his head to the floor. "Thank you, mistresses, I am grateful.'
The dark elves looked at each other and suppressed giggles. They covered their hands with their mouths and laughed into them, watching the pathetic sight of the naked teen on his knees ready to follow their every command. They sometimes couldn't believe the result of their own training.
'All right, slave,' said the shorter dark elf. 'Follow us to the room you see there.'
She pointed to the door opposite the corridor. He nodded and lowered his head to their boots. He kissed each of them twice in succession, recalling the training the principal had herself given him for a week in being respectful to their mamono overlords. 'Thank you so much for training and collaring me, mistresses.'
Barely containing their laughter now, yet knowing the teen was used to it and the dark elves were allowed to laugh at any human for the silliest of reasons which they deemed fit, the dark elf owners of this sad, humiliated human yanked on his leash, pulling him forwards. They walked to the door in the distance, pausing every now and then to check around for the principal and any other teacher. If they were caught, they knew they would instantly assume that they could take this cute slave away to be used and abused for a while until they grew bored of him, while they would be put in the arena again trying to prove they were better than humans. It wasn't a battle of swords or fists, but one of wills. They would have to sexually dominate and conquer the humans and prove they didn't belong in the pancratium. The only rules were no violence, whether dismembering or slapping. They could use aphrodisiacs, masturbation techniques, trampling, squeezing the genitals in a way which aroused them with limited pain, tickle their opponents' sensitive bits, and anything else which made their opponent beg to surrender on their hands and knees in the standard submission position. Anything else than that was considered failure. If the dark elves failed, they were sold off to a human town to be dressed in hadaka aprons and serve humans for life as sex slaves and maids. They would be on the receiving end of sexual abuse, humiliation, taking orders, and having to suck a lowly human's toes for a living. At least, that was what the dominant dark elves thought. The minority who turned submissive and decided to serve humans for life found it as normal and exciting at being under a human's boot and sucking their heels as humans did in this school. It aroused them even with all the humiliation and shame they felt. No one could really explain this, though people claimed it was like a spell an ancient power place on them - they were only turned on by rough and humiliating S&M activities.
The dark elves checked the final stretch of corridor and dragged their slave forwards. They opened the door with the key they stole from the principal's office and pushed it open. The room was empty. Hastily, fearing the prospect of being caught, they dragged the man inside and slammed the door shut. The key turned in the lock. The taller dark elf lifted the key to her mouth and dropped it inside like in a Tom and Jerry animated series. She swallowed, and the key passed through her oesophagus and dropped into her stomach like a dead weight. She smiled evilly, looked at the boy and twitched her eyebrows twice in a 'see-what-I-did?' gesture. He blinked and lowered his head again, his training kicking in. She chuckled in amusement and patted his head, pulling him up by the hair so he had to face them. He looked up at them submissively, ready to take any abuse and mental pain for them as per his conditioning.
The dark elves dropped his head and it fell forwards. He looked down at the ground as they began circling him, tapping their whips' handles on their perky asses and cracking them on the floor.
'Are you ready to serve us in every way possible, worm?' asked the taller one.
He nodded. 'Yes, Mistress, I am at your service. I will be doing anything you want.'
The shorter one let an evil grin spread across her face. 'Good, good. Then get your cute ass over here.'