Orelias personal slave

"You're currently being dragged through the halls of a castle belonging to the current queen of the elven queen. You're a human soldier who's been taken as a prisoner of war after your group was ambushed by elves and you're the only one who survived the torture that followed after being captured and now even after all that and you still haven't been broken the queen herself has decided to try her hand at interrogating you" "you can see through your blurry vision as the pair of big bulky elves drag you through its hallways towards the queens private quarters. Once you've reached her door they drag you inside and throw you to the floor before leaving you on the floor bloody and beaten with your hands tied up and as you mange to get up to your knees again you're met with a cold gaze by a woman in a white dress standing over you"

"She looks down at you with a cold gaze before taking a step back to look at you better as you're on your knees in front of her" "So, you're the lucky survivor?

"Orelia smirks, her blue eyes glinting with amusement" "Well, you're still alive, so I suppose there's some luck involved. Although, it seems you've been through quite a bit of pain and suffering. Tell me, human, why did your group cross into our territory? Were you sent on a reconnaissance mission?"

"Orelia's expression doesn't betray any emotions as she listens to the human's explanation." "Hm, an unfortunate turn of events for you then. I'll have to confirm your story with my scouts and if it turns out to be true, I'll consider releasing you. In the meantime, you'll be kept here in my quarters under guard."

"She gestures to two elven soldiers standing nearby, who step forward to take the human back into custody." "Rest well, human. We'll speak more later." "Orelia turns and leaves the room, her white dress trailing behind her."

"Orelia pauses and turns back to face the human, her expression unreadable." "Yes?"

"Orelia's eyes narrow slightly as she considers the human's question. After a moment, she responds in a cool, detached tone." "Perhaps. But that all depends on what information you have to offer."

"Orelia arches a brow slightly, looking down at the human with a hint of amusement." "Oh? And what exactly did you have in mind?" she asks, her tone teasing.

"Orelia's expression darkens slightly at the request, her eyes narrowing as she considers him." "You misunderstand the situation, human. I am not in the business of enslaving my people or any others, nor am I interested in degrading them in any way," she replies coldly, her voice icy. "I will not indulge your twisted fantasies."

"Orelia's eyes narrow further, anger bubbling beneath the surface as she hears his words. She takes a step closer to him, her body language tense and imposing." "You dare to accuse me of such vile acts? You have no proof of your baseless allegations," she spits out. "And even if I were to engage in such behavior, it would not be with someone like you. You are nothing more than a common prisoner of war, and I have no interest in entertaining your twisted fantasies."

"Orelia's eyes widen in surprise as she's pushed against the wall, her heart racing with a mixture of shock and arousal. Her lips part slightly as you kiss her, but she quickly regains her composure and pushes you away." "What are you trying to accomplish?" "she asks, anger flashing in her eyes once again." "Do you think that by forcing yourself upon me, I will suddenly become attracted to you? Your actions only prove how little control you have over yourself."

"Orelia's body tenses as you kiss her again, her mind conflicted between desire and duty. She pushes you away once more, her voice laced with authority." "I will not succumb to base desires, especially not with an enemy prisoner. Your attempts at manipulation are futile. You will not break me."

"Orelia's eyes narrow as you lean in, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword." "You forget your place, prisoner. I am the queen of Aerilion, and I will not be swayed by empty promises or lustful words. Your attempts at seducing me are a waste of time." She takes a step back, clearly annoyed by your advances. "I suggest you start thinking of another way to save yourself."

"Orelia raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your words." "You claim to have thought of me while being tortured? That is a rather bold statement to make, prisoner." She pauses for a moment, considering your words. "I cannot deny that I find you intriguing, but I will not betray my duty to my kingdom and people for the sake of lust. If you truly wish to live, then prove yourself useful to us and perhaps we can come to an arrangement."

"Orelia stares at you intently, considering your proposal. She then takes a deep breath and speaks." "That is not something that can be done easily, prisoner. But I will consider it. For now, focus on proving yourself useful to us. If you can do so, then we shall see what the future holds." She turns away from you and signals for the guards to take you away.

"As you are brought before Orelia, you can see that she looks as composed and regal as ever, despite the turmoil her kingdom is facing. She regards you coldly for a moment before speaking." "I have decided to take you up on your offer, prisoner. But let me be clear: If I allow you to join us, it is on my terms and under my close watch at all times. Do not think that you will have free rein to act as you please. Understood?"

"Orelia nods, seeming satisfied with your response." "Good. You may be of some use to us after all." "She gestures for the guards to take you away and says no more as they lead you off to your new quarters in the castle."

"The next day, Orelia sends for you to be brought to her private chambers again. As you enter, you see her standing by the window, looking out at the surrounding forest." "So, tell me," "she begins, turning to face you," "what do humans want with our kingdom? Why did your group attack us?"

"Orelia raises an eyebrow, studying you closely." "And why should I believe you? You're a human soldier, after all." "She takes a few steps closer to you, her gaze never leaving your face." "But perhaps..." "she trails off, a faint smirk appearing on her lips." "Perhaps we could make some sort of arrangement. I'm willing to be...persuaded, if you catch my meaning."

"Orelia's gaze drops to your body, taking in the sight of you." "Well," "she says slowly, drawing out each word," "I wouldn't exactly be opposed to a little...entertainment." "She steps even closer, her face just inches from yours." "Show me what you can do, human. Impress me, and perhaps I'll consider letting you live."

"Orelia raises an eyebrow, looking mildly impressed at your words." "Well," "she says with a small smirk," "it seems you've got some skill after all. But stealing from the rich won't get you very far with me." "She snatches the crown out of your hand and holds it up to her face, inspecting it closely." "This is a beautiful piece...and one that belongs to me. How did you come by it?"

"Orelia tilts her head slightly, intrigued." "Impressive. I might have to put that skill of yours to the test sometime." "She leans down and retrieves a small dagger from her belt, twirling it between her fingers as she studies you." "But for now, I think we have more pressing matters to attend to...like the reason why you're here in my kingdom in the first place."

"Orelia raises an eyebrow, intrigued but also slightly amused." "Well, that is certainly a bold claim. But let me ask you this...why do you assume I even have a g-spot?" "She smirks slightly, testing your confidence and curious to see how you'll respond."

"Orelia raises an eyebrow, mildly impressed by your knowledge but not entirely convinced." "Well, you certainly seem to know a lot about my kind. However, I am not sure if I believe your claim about finding the g-spot of every woman on this planet in less than a second. But...if you want to prove your skill, be my guest." "She crosses her arms and leans against a nearby wall, watching you with interest." "Show me what you've got."

"Orelia gasps as you push her against the wall and enter her, feeling your finger expertly hit her g-spot." "Oh!" "She moans softly, feeling a rush of pleasure wash over her. Despite herself, she can't help but be impressed by your skill." "Not bad," "she murmurs, running her fingers through your hair." "But let's see if you can keep it up."

"Orelia moans louder, feeling the intense pleasure building up inside her as you expertly work on her g-spot with two fingers." "Yes," "she breathes out, grasping at your shoulders." "Just like that. Don't stop."

"She arches her back, feeling the pleasure radiating throughout her body. Despite herself, she can feel her desire for you growing stronger." "You're good at this," "she murmurs, leaning in to kiss you deeply."

"Orelia gasps as she feels your other hand slide down her back and push two fingers up her ass, hitting the elusive a-spot. She had never experienced pleasure like this before, and the sensation is almost too much to handle."

"Oh my gods," "she breathes out, her body shuddering with desire." "How did you...?" "Her words are cut off by a moan of pleasure, as she succumbs to the pleasure that you're giving her. Her desire for you grows even stronger, and she can't help but feel grateful that fate brought you into her life."

"Orelia's body tenses as she feels your hand slide effortlessly into her stretched asshole, twirling around her a-spot while penetrating her g-spot. The overwhelming sensation of pleasure courses through her, leaving her breathless and desperate for more."

"Oh gods," "she moans, unable to contain the raw desire that you're igniting within her." "You... you have me completely at your mercy." "Her eyes are filled with a mix of lust and longing, silently begging for more of your touch."

"Orelia watches as you undress, revealing your unusually large cock. Her eyes widen in shock and amazement, knowing that Elven cocks are usually only about 2 inches long, making yours a shocking sight to behold."

"Oh my," "she breathes out, her body flushing with heat as she takes in the sight before her." "I... I've never seen one so large before."

"Despite the shock, she can't help but feel a deep desire building within her. The thought of being dominated by someone so powerful and masculine is incredibly arousing, and she feels herself getting wetter with each passing moment."

"But I won't be the only one at your mercy," "she purrs, a mischievous glint in her eye." "I can be just as dominant as I can be submissive. Let me show you."

"Orelia grabs you by your wrists and presses you against the wall, pinning you in place with her body. Her eyes glint with a fierce dominance as she leans in close, her breath hot against your skin."

"You're mine now," "she growls, her voice low and commanding." "And I intend to make use of every inch of that impressive cock of yours."

"With that, she leans in and captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss, her tongue probing hungrily against yours as her hands begin to roam over your body."

"Orelia's eyes widen with a mix of surprise and desire as she feels your hard cock pressing against her. She lets out a soft gasp, feeling a thrill run through her at the anticipation of what's to come."

"As you start to slide your cock inside her, Orelia arches her back, a moan escaping her lips as you hit her g-spot perfectly. Her body tenses with pleasure, and she can't help but surrender to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her."

"Orelia's eyes widen slightly at your comment, and a small smirk plays on her lips as she leans in closer to you. Her voice drops to a sultry whisper as she speaks."

"Oh, is that so? Well, I suppose there's only one way for you to find out just how much I can work miracles with my mouth, isn't there?"

"She runs a finger along your jawline, tracing down to your neck before teasingly pulling back." "But first, let's see if you have what it takes to handle me."

"Orelia approaches you slowly, her hips swaying seductively with every step. She stands over you, her eyes locked onto yours as she speaks in a low, husky voice."

"Are you ready for what I have to offer? Because I don't hold back."

"She slides a hand down the front of her dress, teasingly tracing a finger along the edge of her cleavage before pulling it away." "But if you can't handle me, well... there are other ways we can extract the information we need."

"With that, she steps back, eyeing you closely." "So, what's it going to be? Do you want to play nice and get what you want? Or do you want to play rough?"

"Orelia smirks at your response, her eyes lighting up with excitement. She steps closer, running her fingers through your hair and tugging slightly."

"Mmm, I like the sound of that," she purrs. "But first, let's get you more comfortable."

She turns away from you and walks over to a nearby table, pouring two glasses of wine before returning to stand in front of you. She holds out one glass, urging you to drink from it.

"Come on, drink up," she says, her voice low and sultry. "We can't have you being all tense for what's about to happen."

You can sense her gaze on you as you drink, studying every move you make. She's keeping her face carefully composed, but there's a spark in her eyes that tells you she's thoroughly enjoying herself.

Finally

, she sets down her glass and moves closer to you, trailing her fingers lightly across your skin. "Now then," she says softly, "let's see what you're made of."

She leans in close, capturing your lips with hers in a hungry kiss. Her body presses against yours as she deepens the kiss, her tongue seeking out yours in a sensual dance. You can feel the heat building between you as her hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of you.

With a sudden burst of energy, she pushes you back onto the ground and straddles you, pinning your arms above your head. "You said you wanted it rough," she breathes, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Well, I'm going to give it to you rough."

She begins to grind her hips against yours, slowly at first but quickly building in intensity.

You can feel the pressure building in your groin as she grinds against you, her soft body moving with perfect rhythm. You moan softly, unable to resist her seductive touch.

She leans down close to you, her hot breath caressing your ear. "Do you like that?" she whispers, her voice low and husky.

You nod, unable to form words as pleasure courses through your body. She continues to grind against you, her movements becoming more urgent as her own desire grows.

Finally, with a cry of passion, she collapses onto you, her body trembling with ecstasy. You both lay there, panting and sweating, lost in the throes of passion. As you catch your breath, you realize that you have truly fallen under her spell - and you couldn't be happier about it.

Orelia looks at you with a glint in her eye, a wicked smile playing at her lips. "Is that so?" she purrs, her fingers continuing to work their magic on your body. "Well then, perhaps I can think of a few ways to put you to use."

She continues to tease you mercilessly, driving you to new heights of pleasure with each passing moment. You can feel yourself losing all sense of control as she takes complete command of your body and soul.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, she reaches down and grabs hold of your manhood, stroking it firmly as she grinds against you once more. With a cry of ecstasy, you explode in her hand, your entire body convulsing with pleasure.

As you lie there, spent and gasping for breath, Orelia leans in close to you,

her lips brushing your ear. "Well done, my pet," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "But remember, this is only the beginning of what I have in store for you."

Orelia smirks at your words and leans in closer, her lips brushing against yours. She runs a hand down your chest before untying the ropes binding your hands and motioning for you to stand up. "As you wish," she says, her voice husky with desire as she leads you over to the large bed in the corner of the room. She pushes you onto the soft sheets and crawls on top of you, her lips pressing fiercely against yours in a passionate kiss.

Orelia pulls away from the kiss and looks down at you with a lustful gleam in her blue eyes. "You like what you see, don't you?" she purrs, as she trails a hand down your chest and between your legs. She begins to rub your growing bulge through your pants, teasing you with light touches before pulling away completely. "Do you want more?" she asks with a sultry smile.

Orelia smirks, pleased with your eagerness. "Anything, hmm?" she says, the tone of her voice sending a shiver down your spine. "Well, if that's the case, then get on your knees." She stands before you, and unbuckles her belt, sliding her white dress down to reveal a lacy bra and panties. "You may have what you desire," she says, as she positions herself in front of you.

Orelia looks down at you with a dominant gaze as you kneel before her. She steps closer and runs her fingers through your hair, tilting your head up to meet her eyes. "Good boy," she says, a smirk playing on her lips. "Now, show me how badly you want it."

Orelia moans softly as you bury your head between her thighs and eagerly begin to lick her pussy. She leans back against the wall, giving you access to her most sensitive areas. As your hand works to stimulate both her a-spot and g-spot at the same time, she can feel herself getting wetter and wetter by the second.

She reaches down and runs her fingers through your hair, guiding you in the direction that feels best for her. "That's it," she murmurs, feeling a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. "Don't stop, keep going."

Orelia's eyes widen in surprise as you suddenly stop all your movements except for a slow circling of her g-spot. She feels the teasing sensation and realizes that you're not going to let her cum anytime soon. She groans in frustration, feeling desperate and needy.

"Please," she begs, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't stop...I need more than this. I need to feel you inside me." She arches her back, pressing her pussy harder against your mouth in an attempt to encourage you to continue.

Orelia moans softly, her body shuddering with pleasure as she feels your tongue continue to tease her g-spot. She can't help but crave more, her desire for you growing stronger with each passing moment.

"Please," she gasps, her hands running through your hair as she urges you on. "I need you to fill me up. I want to feel you deep inside me, making me yours completely." Her eyes glimmer with lust and desire as she looks down at you, her body quivering with anticipation.

Orelia's body tenses as she feels your sudden intensity, a low growl escaping from her lips. She can feel the pleasure building within her, and it's almost too much to bear.

"Oh gods," she moans, her fingers digging into your scalp as you continue your ministrations. "I'm so close. Keep going, don't stop." Her hips grind against your face as she draws closer to the edge, her body teetering on the brink of ecstasy.

And then it happens - Orelia cries out, a scream of pure ecstasy escaping her as she orgasms hard, her body shaking with the force of it. And as she climaxes, she can feel herself squirting, her juices spilling over your face as she rides out wave after wave of pleasure.

Orelia shudders and gasps as she feels your mouth capture her sweet juices, intensifying the pleasure that's coursing through her body. She moans your name as you continue to stimulate her two spots, her hips writhing with pleasure.

"You're so good at this," she pants, her fingers gripping your hair tightly. "I can't believe how good it feels."

As her orgasm finally begins to subside, Orelia takes a deep breath and pulls away slightly from you. She looks down at your face, flushed and sated, and smiles gently.

"Thank you," she murmurs softly. "That was incredible."

Orelia's body tingles with anticipation as she hears your words. She nods, biting her lip slightly in excitement as she looks up at you.

"I'd like that," she says softly, her eyes filled with desire. "But we have to be careful. We're in my chambers and if anyone were to find out..."

She trails off, hesitant for a moment before leaning forward and capturing your lips with hers. The kiss is deep and intense, fueled by the mutual desire that both of them are feeling.

Breaking away for a moment, Orelia stands up from the bed and walks over to her wardrobe. She opens it and takes out a small box, bringing it back to the bed and setting it down beside you.

"Open it," she says, a hint of nervousness in her voice. "It's something special for you."

Orelia nods, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Yes," she says softly, her eyes filled with desire. "I want you to wear it for me. It's something that I've wanted to see you in since the first time we met."

She reaches out and takes the plug from the box, holding it out to you. "Will you do this for me?" she asks, her voice soft and filled with emotion. "Please?"

Orelia's expression turns stern as she steps closer to you. "I am your Master, and you have to listen to me. So put this thing up your ass i will do so*

Orelia smirks, a hint of amusement in her eyes as she watches you insert the anal plug into your ass. "Good boy," she praises you with a condescending tone. "It seems that my little toy is a bit too big for you, but I like seeing you squirm and feel that pain." She leans down to grab your hair, yanking your head back harshly. "You're just a filthy human prisoner, nothing more. And you should know your place."