Lesbian BDSM High Fantasy Bundle (f/f, dubious consent, bondage) (5 page)

“Wolf riders,” Zora whispered.

Their leader, a big orc with savage tattoos
all over his body, rattled the great totem he carried in his right
hand.

“A drow priestess and her companions. Tell
me priestess, why are you so far from home?”

“I owe you nothing, Shaman. Get out of my
way before I rip your soul from your body.”

From her tone, Eva gathered it was not an
empty threat.

But the orc shaman laughed. “Just try it,
Priestess. The one armed god will rip the nipples off your breasts
and feed them to your cunt.”

Eva swallowed. That didn't sound like an
empty threat either.

And Zora knew it.

“We are a raiding party against the surface
humans. Your enemies.”

The shaman laughed at her attempt to
persuade him. “Trog's enemies you mean. The enemies of Gruul, High
Shaman of the Wolf Clan, are the drow. And I have found them.”

Zora's eyes narrowed, “Kill me, and you will
lose many warriors.”
Gruul shrugged. “I will have fewer, better warriors. And you will
have none.”

Zora ground her teeth. All around her orcs
and dark elves were reaching for their weapons.

“Wait, she is mine!” Eva almost
screamed.

And twenty sets of purple and green eyes
turned to face her.

***

“This foolish priestess has commanded us for
too long.” Eva almost stumbled over the words. She was making them
up as she went along.

“Let me, uh, take her place. And humiliate
her. For your pleasure. So that all may know what happens to dark
elves foolish enough to defy Gruul. Of the Wolf Clan.”

“What are you doing!” Zora exclaimed in
either real or mock astonishment.

I'm saving our lives, Eva thought.

Gruul barred his teeth in what might have
been a smile and flexed his tattooed arms. “Very well, my ambitious
little priestess. Entertain me and perhaps I will let you go.”

Eva gulped. She'd never done anything like
this.

A whip, she thought desperately, I need a
whip. She didn't know if others saw her with a whip on her robe of
illusion, but she couldn't use an illusory whip. She'd need a real
one, like Zora's.

“Mistress.” The word seemed raw in Zora's
throat as she fell to her knees and offered Eva her whip.

Zora had saved her.

The young maiden tried to pretend that was
exactly what she was expecting.

As coolly as she could, she reached out and
took the leather coil.

It felt heavy in her hand, good.

Gruul watched her as she gave the whip a few
practice swings. The weapon seemed simple enough to use.

But Gruul was an orc, master of a thousand
tortures, what could Eva do that would impress him?

She took a deep breath. She'd better find
out quickly.

Eva paced slowly around the kneeling dark
elf.

“Strip.” She commanded, remembering Zora's
commands to her and doubting the ability for her leather whip to
penetrate the priestess's magical robe.

Slowly, as if her arms were weighed down
with lead, Zora let her robe fall to the ground.

Underneath, her coal black skin glistened in
the orcs' torchlight.

Eva couldn't help but admire her pert gray
nipples on top of her large breasts.

The maiden felt her eyes drawn downward,
past the drow's smooth stomach and down her narrow waist.

Her sex was shaved smooth. A pink jewel
between her legs.

Eva took another breath. She was supposed to
be punishing Zora, not being seduced by her.

I'm sorry, she thought as she raised the
whip.

She it brought it down on Zora's face.
Hard.

Even Gruul recoiled at the force and
location of the blow.

Eva hadn't meant to. She'd been aiming for,
well, she hadn't really been aiming, but definitely not Zora's
pretty face.

With a crack, the lash left a long line of
blood across her cheek.

“
Do you know what you've
done?” Eva improvised, giving herself time to think.

Real tears, not imitation, were pouring out
of Zora's face.

“
No, Mistress. Please,
forgive me.”

“
Forgive? A creature such
as yourself?”

Eva brought the whip down again, this time
across Zora's chest.

It left a red streak across her bouncing
breasts.

This time, Zora screamed through her
tears.

Eva felt sick.

Sick, and a little aroused.

She could feel a dark beast inside her
urging her on. The beast told her that Zora was enjoying this. That
through the pain and the tears, if Eva checked Zora's womanhood,
she would find proof.

Eva tried to ignore it, push it away.

But the voice was still there.

“
Spread yourself, show me
your... cunt.” Eva almost choked on the word. She barely even if
knew it. If sister Karina saw her now...

But Zora was leaning over, letting her
breasts hang over the ground while her hands found their way to the
top of her long, elegant legs.

Grasping her ass with both hands she
pulled.

And revealed her dripping wet pussy.

Eva could see the blush of shame on her
face. Eva tentatively reached out a finger, testing against her
lips.

Zora's slit parted easily. Eva found herself
inside the priestess, Zora's pussy clamping hard against her finger
trying to suck her in.

“
Ah!” Eva squeaked as she
pulled her finger out, wet with Zora's dew.

Remembering herself, Eva crouched down
offering her hand between Zora's legs.

“
Lick.” She commanded,
remembering the priestess's other command to her.

And obediently, the dark elf's lips found
Eva's finger and sucked on it.

Her tongue against Eva's skin felt good, but
the young maiden's mind was reeling.

For a few moments, she was free. She could
make Zora do anything, say anything, and the priestess would have
to.

She glanced at Gruul, but he seemed to be
enjoying this, his member visibly straining against his
loincloth.

Eva felt herself rising, her hand pushing
the whip in between Zora's open legs.

“
So, you want something
inside so badly?” Eva forced the leather handle against Zora's
cunt.

“
Yes, Mistress. Please,”
she begged.

Eva smiled and drew the whip back.

She could hear Gruul's sharp intake of
breath. See Zora brace herself. Feel the tension in the air.

*CRACK*

The whip fell across Zora's passion covered
womanhood.

Her body jerked as she let out another
scream half in pain, half in pleasure.

“
Did you like that?” Eva
asked, running her tongue along Zora's sweat soaked
back.

“
Y-yes, Mistress. Another
please.”

Eva took a moment to grab Zora's breasts,
let them fill her hands. She played with the priestess's straining
nipples.

Zora remained in position, head down and ass
up, waiting for another blow.

Eva was more than happy to oblige. She
lifted the whip, again bringing it down between Zora's legs.

Another scream of twin agony and pleasure
ripped out of her body.

Eva could see the sweat covering her body.
Could see that her knees were shaking and her breasts were
trembling.

Her entire body was on the brink.

Eva brought back the whip a third time and
sent it over.

Zora collapsed in ecstasy.

Her muscles convulsed with her pleasure
wracking her body in the grip of her orgasm.

Eva backed up, hoping she was okay.

“
She is done,” Eva said as
boldly as she dared to Gruul, “No drow will ever dare follow her
again.”

Gruul nodded, “You have done well this day,
Priestess. Tell me, what is your name?”

Eva froze. She didn't know any dark elf
names.

“
Xelda.” Eva she finally
blurted after what seemed like eternity.

The shaman laughed, “Xelda. A good name.
Tell the orcs ahead that Gruul, High Shaman of the Wolf Clan, sent
you and they will not trouble you.”

***

“
So are you still going to
sell me?” Eva asked when she finally worked up the courage. She
hadn't exchanged a word with Zora in three days. They'd left orc
territory two days ago.

Zora tossed her a look. “I should sell you
twice.”

Eva nodded, hanging her head. She had
brought great shame to Zora.

The rest of the journey was uneventful.

The Dark Market turned out to me a massive
cavern, packed with every kind and type of creature imaginable.

Eva didn't have long to dwell on that as
Zora rushed her backstage.

“
We don't much time, the
market will close soon. We need to get you ready.”

Eva questioned the use of 'we' as she was
almost certainly going to go some brutish orc buyer to be maimed,
murdered, and raped.

Zora briskly removed Eva's robe of illusion,
leaving her naked except for her trusty leather boots.

“
You aren't pierced?” The
priestess frowned examining Eva's nipples.

“
N-no, why would I be?
Mistress.” She added the last part late hoping for a rise, but Zora
didn't seem to care.

“
Well we'll have to use
clips then.”

Before Eva could object, Zora snapped a
tight clamp to her nipple.

“
Ow!” Eva yelled as the
steel bit against her sensitive flesh.

Zora grinned, “Don't lie, you're just like
me, enjoying every minute of this.”

Eva rubbed her calf with her foot nervously.
“Maybe. Still, that hurt.”

A chain dangled from the end of the
clamp.

“
Well this is going to
hurt more,” Zora said as she knelt between Eva's legs.

“
Ow!” This time it really
did hurt.

Zora had attached a clamp to the soft hood
over her clitoris. Whenever Eva shifted her legs, she could feel
the cold steel dancing against her pleasure.

“
Y-you aren't going to
leave that there?” Eva pleaded.

“
Not only am I going to
leave it there, I'm going to let prospective buyers do this,” And
Zora yanked the silver chain that descended from Eva's
pussy.

“
Ah!” Eva cried as her
knees trembled and her eyes rolled back in her head. How could a
simple clamp make her feel like this?

Zora laughed. “If you like that, you're
going to love this.”

“
What? Ohh!”

Zora's tongue had found her pussy.

Eva could feel the need driving through her.
“Oh please, don't stop,” she gasped.

“
Sorry, Woodling, you're
on.”

And Zora pushed her out onto the stage.

Eva stumbled out naked. Harsh torchlight
covered the wooden platform.

Beneath her thousands of creatures were
examining her body.

“
A rare treat indeed,” a
voice was booming throughout the cavern, “A sweet surface elf,
still a maid.”

The cavern erupted.

***

The auction must have taken an hour. Eva was
poked, prodded, and poked again.

She was made to lift her legs, spread her
arms, and bare her pussy. Multiple times.

One creature even stuck a tendril of some
kind into her to test her sensitivity. She'd almost cum from
that.

In the end, a leather collar was snapped
around her neck and she was led away to meet her new master.

Eva's stomach churned at the
possibilities.

Would it be an orc that wanted to tear her
apart?

Or one of those tentacle things that could
suck her brain out as a delicacy?

“
Hello,
Woodling.”

“
Zora!” Eva felt her heart
leap. “You came back!”

Zora laughed, attaching a leash to Eva's new
collar.

“
Come on, I've made
something special just for you. And from now on, you'll call me
Mistress.”

“
Yes, Mistress.” Eva
promised.

***

“
You live in a mushroom?”
Eva asked doubtfully.

“
It's a very nice
mushroom,” Zora said as she led her inside. Eva had to admit, it
was surprisingly cozy. For a mushroom.

“
Voila,” Zora gestured to
a triangular metal block hanging from the ceiling.

“
What's that?” Eva asked,
although she suspected she was about to find out.

“
It is the source of all
pleasure.”

“
It is?” Eva eyed the
sharp tip at top of the block doubtfully.

“
Just get on it,” Zora
said in exasperation.

Eva eyed the block warily.

But it held her weight well enough when she
tested it with her hands, so she pulled herself up.

The only way to sit on the thing was to
straddle the long metal ridge and push your legs against the
slippery sides.

“
Is this going to kill
me?” Eva asked as she adjusted her slit over the metal
beast.

Zora's eyes sparkled. “Not yet, my pet, I
have so much planned for you.”

“
Now hold out your
hands.”

“
I, uh, can't, Mistress.”
Her hands were keeping her slit off the thirsty metal ridge beneath
her.

Zora resorted to a more direct approach, her
whip cracked across Eva's knuckles.

“
Ah!” And then,
“Ahhh!”

As her hands flew up, her body pressed down,
pulled by the irresistible tug of gravity.

And no matter how tightly her legs gripped
the beast between her knees, she could not stop her slide.