Chapter 1 β Captured
Being hogtied, blindfolded, and gagged was nothing new to Galena. After several years being the servant of a princess can train even the toughest elf to obey their whims. The only difference now was that she was naked, hogtied, blindfolded, gagged, collared and chained to the floor with about half foot of chain. Oh and lets not forget the most important detail about this predicament, she was in an orc bandits hideout.
Several days ago, Princess Ann Willington and she, were on their way to the Northern provinces when her carriage was waylaid by a large band of Orcish bandits. They drove off the spineless guards, took the Royal Ann and her servant Galena hostage. Both were forcibly stripped and made to walk several miles to the bandit's camp. Galena suffered in silence as any good elf servant should, but her mistress protested continuously and loudly.
At the camp the two were separated. She was taken into the backroom of one of the bandits cabins and placed into the predicament she is in now. How her mistress faired she had no clue. Once a day she was freed to stretch, eat, and bathe in the small backroom. Then it was back to the stringed restraints. It was a good thing that she was small breasted, lying on her chest for so long might have been more uncomfortable if they had been the size of her mistress's melons.
Galena smiled at the thought of her mistress's breasts. They were suck-able and kneed-able, not that she had ever been allowed to touch them or suck them. Ann would never let a lowly servant elf play with her like that. Human's can be so stuck up at times.
Her fleeting gag smile faded as the boredom began to sink in again. The very first day she had been left alone in the darkness she had tried to free herself from her bondage but was unsuccessful. Little had she known that someone had been watching her very closely that first day. Galena's butt still smarted from the paddling she had received. The first swat had nearly made her blackout from the pain that shot through her backside. Following that her butt became a torrent of pain and agony. She screamed and screamed into her gag. Muffled cries of despair were all but ignored and laughed at. After twenty or so swats they ended. Tears drifted from under her blindfold, her body sobbed in her bondage. No one spoke, but she got the message. From that point on she lay perfectly still. She did not want a repeat of that.
She was awoken out of her self-induced trance by muffled voices in the room beyond her little prison. There was shouting, a door slammed, and then there was silence. Nothing was heard for several minutes. The door to her backroom was opened and the smell of an unwashed orc came drifting in to her sensitive elfish nose. Chain and lock clanked to the floor as her collar was released from the floor. Large meaty hands grabbed her by the feet and collar, forcing her to choke as she was carried still bound hogtied into the next room.
Galena struggled for a breath. Her weak struggling movements of distress only served to prevent more and more air from reaching her lungs. The collar pressed deeply into her throat and caused her to cry and weep. She knew in her heart she was on her way to a stew pot to be eaten. Panic welled up. Arms and legs continued to fight the restrictive bondage holding her captive. Blackness seeped into the corners of her eyes as she fought for breath. Time seemed to stand still.
With a heavy thud she was deposited on the floor in the next room. She sucked air past the gag to aid her strained lungs. The blackness faded and the pounding in her ears subsided enough for her to hear the brutish orc leave. The scent of the room came rushing into overly aware senses telling her that she was still not alone. A low burning charcoal fire saturated the air covering most scents, but two definite human smells came through loud and clear. One was musky and defiantly male, pacing up and down the other side of the room. The other was defiantly female and very familiar. The Princess was faintly sobbing on the other side of the room.
For now her panic was subdued like her. A curiosity and a need to know had replaced it.
The male human's pacing continued for several minutes before the he must have come to a decision. At that point he walked over to where she lay.
Galena's blindfold was removed and light burned into her tear dried eyes, causing new tears to form in the corner of them. After a few minutes a brown haired, light-blue eyed human came into focus. He was handsome and had an air of authority about him. His gaze swept over her with an eye of an appraiser. It lingered a little over her backside, which made her blush for some reason. His hands moved over her bondage inspecting every aspect of its effectiveness. One of his fingers made a swift intrusion onto her pussy folds, which caused her to jump and squeal into her gag.
Without warning or wanting it too, her pussy became instantly wet with expectancy. She blushed an even brighter red. Her heart raced a little faster and she closed her eyes fighting the growing desire between her legs. She felt betrayed by her body, but knew there was very little she could do to fight it. Long ago in her village she had found out that bondage could deepen sexual desire in women, even when they did want it to. Now it was being used on her and it felt wonderful; scary, but intoxicating and wonderful.
Normally most elvish woman would brace themselves for the upcoming intrusion into their pussy by their assailant, but it was not needed. Galena on the other hand was protected by a very ancient spell that prevented helpless women from being ravished sexually. In fact it prevented a lover's intrusion as well as any human made chastity belt could. The spell was both a blessing and a curse that had prevented many of her lover's from attaining her inner love or virginity.
Struggling would be useless so she accepted the inevitability.
When nothing happened, she opened her eyes. The human was watching her. A very large knowing smile was plain on his face. Another involuntary blush engulfed her whole body. In the back of her mind something nagged at her about what had just happened.
He turned from her and walked over to the other bound body in the room, Princess Ann. She too was bound naked in a hogtie, blindfolded, and gagged. Her blindfold was removed and she too was inspected like Galena had just been put through. From the loud gagged squealing and swearing, Ann was fighting the unwanted attention. A very loud squeal erupted from her when he fingered her. Ann's gentile sob became a torrent of swears and screams. No longer was she the facade of a scared and helpless woman. If she was let lose, all hell would break loose. Ann was mad and she was now showing her true colors.
The human stood back and watched the show. When the princess had calmed down, he spoke for the first time.
"Princess Ann your dad has at last made his decision", the male voice began. "He has refused to pay your ransom".
A squeal of rage could be heard from the other side of the room.
"In his word's, "I would never pay for the return of a lowly female and her slave no matter how low the ransom is. I officially decline to pay 10,000 gold. You will just have to kill them."
Ann screamed so loud that the gag had little effect. She jerked side to side in her bondage trying to get free. Genuine tears started to form in the princesses eyes. The rage and despair could be seen etched into the lines of her body.
"For a while I was upset. I had fully intended to allow the orcs outside to eat both of you, but I began to look at the bright side", the human said with a smile. "I realized that I had two of the most beautiful women in the country in my possession...Two that could be made my slaves...Two that could bear children."
He let his words sink in.