Olivia was hurled over the Ogre's shoulder, he held her tight, and she was powerless to his will. He walked for a long while on narrow mountain trails in the growing dark until she was completely disoriented and could not find her bearings.
They entered a cave and traveled a bit longer. When he finally stopped, she heard metal clinking and was dropped abruptly into a pit covered with metal bars. He closed the gate and locked the heavy steel chain.
She looked up as Krug disappeared from view. She looked around, seeing shadowy figures in the crevices of rock.
"Who's there?" She asked, squinting, even her acute Elven sight did not allow her to see much in this darkness.
A meek voice came from a figure, feminine, "We are prisoners, like you."
"What is going on here?" Olivia asked.
"Krug keeps us here for his entertainment. He's a foul beast of a horrible sort." As the woman made her forward, Olivia could make out her features. Very thin and very pretty. Definitely human, that much was obvious.
"How many are you?" Olivia asked, trying to make out the others. Her eyes had adjusted slightly. All she saw were women.
"There are eight us now, with you included."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Mayvis, I have been here for several weeks. Krug collects women, he sells some to the Orc tribes of the mountains, but I think we're here mostly to perform."
"Perform?" Olivia asked.
Mayvis opened her mouth to say something more, but the sound of Krug making his way back into the chamber stopped her short. Olivia tried to peer through the bars to see what was going on.
He was dragging a large chair behind him. He drug it up to the lip of the pit. He settled into the seat, and gazed into the pit.
"Alright my fair maidens," he finally spoke, "Krug brought you an Elfee lady to try out. Let us see what she can do!"
"What I can do?" Olivia asked. Mayvis took her by the shoulders.
"Just relax, and this will all be over soon."
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Jamess strolled out of the tiny town of Drexlor's Pass. The other's were at the tavern drinking and playing dice, and he took the opportunity to slip out with a plate of food for Olivia. He wondered what she was up to, or possibly what she would be in the mood for.
He grinned at the thought of possibly having the night alone with her.
He nearly stumbled over a rock as he made his way to the cave. It was too dark now to see much and he'd wished he'd brought a lantern. The wind tore at his clothes as he made his way to the soft glow emanating from the rocks.
"Olivia?" He asked before entering so as not to spook her.
No answer. She couldn't be asleep already, he thought.
He peeked his head in.
"Olivia?" He asked again, and saw nothing now. He bedroll was rolled out and her backpack and things were still here.
As soon as he saw her staff he knew something was wrong. She never went anywhere without her staff.
He dropped the plate and drew the large sword off his hip and ran back out of the cave, scanning the surrounding areas. There wasn't much to find, and it was dark now. Still he searched and finally found what he thought to be a footprint in a soft spot of the earth, roughly three times the size of his own foot.
He cursed at himself, and ran back for the tavern, sheathing his sword. They had to look for her immediately. If something happened to her he wasn't sure what he would do.
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Olivia was forced back as Mayvis crawled on top of her.
"I don't under..." Olivia tried to get out, but Mayvis drew her mouth the Elf's ear.
"He doesn't like it when we talk. If you have to make a sound, just moan."
"What?" Olivia cried in a hushed whisper, but Mayvis had forced her down. She could feel the human's hands roaming over her body, sending a shiver down her spine.
What in the Nine Hells was this? She thought. Other figures were coming out of the darkness, other woman, all humans, all different looking in hair color and body type.
One even looked to have Rokugan features.
She squealed slightly when Mayvis pulled the ties on her top and brought it down, exposing the Elf's small, beautiful chest.
"Oh yesss." Krug hissed. Olivia looked up and saw he had his loin cloth pulled to the side, his massive cock in his hand and he was stroking it to it's full, hard length at the sight of the women.
Her eyes widened at the sight, it was as big around as her thigh at it's base, and she guessed it was as long as her arm.
She looked forward and saw Mayvis lift the burlap she was using as a top to expose a rather large set of breasts, capped with light brown nipples that were already rock hard. She leaned forward and started rubbing her tits into Olivia's and whispered, "Try to make this look good. He punishes us if it's not."
Olivia was horrified, but knew if she didn't do what Krug wanted, it would be all of these poor women who would be punished.
The other women were coming over to her, stripping off clothing as they came her way, she felt hands suddenly all over her, rubbing her arms, thighs, legs, what parts of her chest were not mashed against Mayvis's.
She cried out when she felt a hand skim under her skirt and brush her pussy. Mayvis covered her mouth with hers, cutting off the cry as she crammed her tongue between her lips.
The hand was back in her crotch and she moaned into the other woman's mouth. It felt as though there were dozens of fingers moving around down there, pulling, prodding, and stroking.
She pulled away from Mayvis and felt a finger slip inside her. A heavy sigh escaped her lips and she arched her back in Mayvis's body. The human woman leaned down and started kissing Olivia's chest, sucking on her small, pert nipples, running her tongue across the soft flesh as the other women ran their hands over each other's bodies. A cacophony of moans emitted from the pit, music to Krug's ears. He was rock hard now, stroking off and picking up speed as he watched the female orgy down below.
Olivia pushed Mayvis up and attacked her large tits, pushing them together with her hands and sucking on the delicate brown nipples. She rocked her hips, riding the fingers that were sliding in and out of her pussy. She could feel her feminine juice flowing on the fingers, fingers that brushed her clit every so often and caused her to jump, bringing a knee into Mayvis's own crotch, which was only covered by a bit of burlap, much like her breast, bringing a moan from the woman. Olivia could feel the woman's own juice running down her leg.
Mayvis moved, slipping one of her legs between Olivia's, and smiled at the Elf.
"Just let it happen, babe, it's actually not that bad."
Mayvis parted Olivia's thighs and slid her pussy straight into hers.
The feeling was unexplainable. Olivia barked in surprise as she felt the other woman's hot, wet cunt slap against hers. She could feel a fire begin to roar inside her, and when Mayvis started rolling her hips, grinding pussies, Olivia fell back as passion took her over and orgasm after orgasm slammed her into submission. Her lower body was like one large spasm as she came hard, followed by aftershock orgasms that rippled through her body.
She opened her eyes to find the Rokugan girl, a delicate looking woman, leaning over her, massaging her breast, leaning in to take one of Olivia's nipples into her mouth and giving them a playful bite. Olivia grabbed for the new playmate's own tits, small like her own with large, budding, dark brown nipples that caused her to squeal when they were pinched.
The girl giggled slightly as she moved further down Olivia's torso, straddling the Elf's face.
Olivia felt suddenly a tongue begin to lap at her twat as Mayvis continued to scissor her.
She lost control of herself as another tremendous orgasm tore through her. She reached her face up and buried her mouth deep in the Rokugan's dark pink pussy and was rewarded with a cry of lust. The girl lapped at her clit with grateful ferocity and both woman began to tremble as powerful orgasms caused them to cum again and again, Olivia receiving a small spurt of sweet pussy juice for her efforts. She slid two fingers inside the girl, trying to milk as much of the sweet juice out of her, wanting more, slowed only by the delicious orgasms that seemed to strike so hard and so fast it was like she would never stop coming.
She was paying too much attention to the pussy in front of her to see or hear Krug, who could hold back now longer. He stood from his chair and aimed his cock down into the pit. With a roar, a torrent of hot, sticky come came raining down on the women, splattering across the female flesh. Several huge spurts splattered their bodies as he came.
Upon realizing what she was covered in, Olivia was not turned off, in fact, quite the opposite. The fire swelled inside her and it felt like a bomb went off deep inside her.
She screamed, long and hard, and felt a stream of her own juice jet out of her pussy and splatter into Mayvis's cunt as the most intense orgasm of her life felt as though it would tear her apart. Black lines swam into her vision and she felt herself starved for breath as her lungs seemed to refuse to inhale air.
With a harsh intake, she drew in a breath, and curled up into a ball as her body shook. The others surrounded her as she trembled, laying next to her and wrapping arms around her. She closed her eyes and slowly tried to regain control of her body.
"Oh yes, my Elfee maiden. You'll catch a decent price for sure. I almost hate to let you go." Krug said as he stowed his limp, dripping dick back under his loin cloth.
"A decent price indeed."
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