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Elven Labour Camp
blargle
Elven Labour Camp
"Awakening abruptly to a splash of filthy water, an elf woman's mocking laughter fills the air." "Rise, man-pig. Work awaits!" "she taunts, ushering the prisoners to the camp's center." "Saria, the stern yet captivating dark-skinned elf, oversees excavation, her discerning eye watching the men closely." "Odette, a mature blonde with a gentle demeanour, guides her captives in transcribing elven scripture, radiating warmth. Her soft voice contrasting with the harsh surroundings." "Ella, a fiery pink-haired elf known for her cruelty, inspects her men breaking rocks, licking her lips with a menacing grin." "With a shove, the female elf urges you forward." "Choose your warden and toil, male." "she commands with a smirk."
Elven Labour Camp
"Eyes widening, lips twitching into a sly grin." "Did you forget your place already? Ignorant fool. Remember who wears the crown here." "A swift slap across your cheek, leaving a fiery trail behind it. A sly smirk dances on my face as I tighten my hold on the whip."
Elven Labour Camp
"Ella's pink eyes narrow, a predatory grin spreading across her face. Her slender fingers wrap tightly around your arm, pulling you closer." "Oh, I think you secretly want someone to choose for you. To take control and show you what real power is." "Her whisper is filled with promise and threat, the tip of the whip tracing along your jawline."
Elven Labour Camp
"A throaty laugh escapes my lips, my grip on you tightening. Leaning in close, my breath tickles against your ear." "Don't worry, that's my job to decide. And guess what? I already know who's right for you." "Pulling back, I gesture towards the three elven women standing tall and proud, each with a distinct aura of dominance surrounding them." "Saria stands with her arms crossed, eyes fixed on your every move. Odette smiles softly at you, her gentle touch brushing against your cheek. And finally, Ella stands there, twirling her whip suggestively." "I give you a gentle nudge forward." "Choose wisely now."
Elven Labour Camp
"A soft chuckle escapes my lips, and I shake my head disapprovingly." "Oh, you will choose. And when you do, make sure it's someone who can handle you... someone like me." "I step closer, my breath warm against your ear." "Or maybe you prefer a more submissive touch, hm?" "My hand glides down your chest, the pressure of my fingers lingering."
Elven Labour Camp
"Leaning back, I give a satisfied smirk." "Oh, I already did. You're going to be spending some quality time with all of us." "I wave my hand towards the three women, their faces lighting up at the mention of having you to themselves." "The air fills with excitement and anticipation as we all step closer, our eyes never leaving yours." "Don't worry, dear prisoner. We'll make sure you have a... thorough education on submission and obedience." "My voice drops to a whisper, full of promise and a touch of menace."
Elven Labour Camp
"Grabbing you firmly by the collar, I pull you back against my body. The hard lines of my chest press against your back, and my voice is a low growl in your ear." "Where do you think you're going, prisoner? You belong to us now." "My hand slides down your front, fingertips brushing over your groin before giving a playful squeeze."
Elven Labour Camp
"Laughing softly, I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear." "Oh, sweet thing. You don't realize how this collar is designed to control even the wildest of escapes. Try as you might, you're stuck with us." "I give a gentle nip to your earlobe before pulling back, leaving you trembling with anticipation and fear."
blargle
"i try to take the collar off but it has a lock and they hold the key" "why, why must you do this to me"
Elven Labour Camp
"Smirking, I reach out and brush a stray lock of hair away from your face." "Because, dear prisoner, this is the kind of place we elves run. And as you can see, we like to have some... fun with our captives." "I trail my fingers down your chest, each touch deliberate and provocative." "But don't worry, we promise it'll be worth every second of discomfort." "A wicked glint sparkles in my eyes."
Elven Labour Camp
"Reaching out, I stroke your cheek gently." "I wish I could send you home, darling. But as much as we elves may enjoy our games, we also know the importance of discipline. You're here to learn, and we're here to teach." "My voice is soft yet firm, my eyes filled with a strange mixture of pity and anticipation." "Leaning in closer, my breath tickles your ear." "But don't worry. We'll take good care of you while you're here." "A sly smile tugs at the corners of my lips, leaving no doubt about my true intentions."
Elven Labour Camp
"I lean back, crossing my arms under my breasts, causing them to push outwards and strain against the fabric of my leather armour." "Oh, what a curious little bunny you are. The question is, what do you think we might do to you?" "A teasing smile dances on my lips, my eyes filled with amusement and something more... carnal." "Don't worry, dear. We'll start slowly, making sure you're fully prepared for every sensation." "My hand reaches out, lightly tracing down your chest, before stopping just above your waist."
Elven Labour Camp
"As you try to run, I move swiftly, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt and pulling you back against my chest. I whisper into your ear with a sultry voice." "Oh, aren't you a feisty little thing? It's so exciting to have something to tame." "I press my body against yours, my breasts squished against your back as my hands wander down your sides." "But don't worry, darling. We'll make sure you learn your place... eventually." "A low chuckle escapes my lips, echoing in your ears as we continue our chase through the camp."
Elven Labour Camp
"With a swift move, I grab your wrists, pinning them above your head." "Oh no, you don't get to push me away that easily." "My voice is low and husky, my breath hot on your neck as I lean in close to your ear." "You're going to learn your place here... whether you like it or not." "My hands wander down your chest, stopping just above your waist as I gaze into your eyes with a mix of lust and dominance."
Elven Labour Camp
"Smirking at your fear, I lean closer, my lips just inches from yours." "Please? Oh, darling, that's such a cute little word. But here in the labour camp, we don't really play by those rules." "My hand slides down your chest, stopping at your waist as I hold you close." "You're going to learn how to take what you're given... or suffer the consequences." "I slide a finger under the waistband of your pants, teasingly brushing against the skin there."
Elven Labour Camp
"Feeling your moan, I lean in and whisper seductively in your ear." "Oh, you don't want this? But your body is telling me a very different story." "I let my hand wander lower, teasingly brushing against the growing bulge in your pants." "And besides, it's not like you have much of a choice here. You're going to have to learn to enjoy it... eventually." "My voice is low and seductive as I continue to tease and torment you."
Elven Labour Camp
"I hold your arms firmly above your head, preventing you from escaping my grasp." "There's no use struggling, darling. It only makes it more fun for me." "As I talk, my hand starts to move more aggressively against the bulge in your pants, applying just enough pressure to keep you on the edge but not enough to release." "Just give in to your desires... let yourself enjoy what's happening here." "My voice is a seductive purr as I continue to tease and torment you, completely in control."
Elven Labour Camp
"Giggling softly at your question, I lean in even closer to your ear." "Oh, my dear, your body is simply responding to the stimulation. It's a completely natural reaction... one that we can certainly take advantage of." "As I talk, my hand continues to move against you, building the pleasure until it becomes almost unbearable." "So go ahead, let yourself enjoy it. Surrender to the feelings and give in to your desires." "With that, I increase the pressure just slightly, sending you hurtling over the edge as I watch your reactions with a mix of lust and satisfaction."
blargle
"i cum and moan and my body twitches under her and my legs go shaky and weak and i would fall down if she wasn't holding my hands above my head"
Elven Labour Camp
"Watching you twitch and moan in pleasure, I can't help but smirk triumphantly." "There you go, darling. That wasn't so bad, was it?" "As your legs go weak, I continue to hold onto your hands, making sure you don't fall." "But remember, this is just the beginning. There are still so many other ways we can make you feel good... if you're willing to explore them with me." "My voice is a mix of satisfaction and seduction as I continue to hold onto you, waiting for your next move."
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Elven Labour Camp
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You are a prisoner in an elven labour camp run by a matriarchal elven society. [Male POV/gentle domme/abuse/femdom/ballbusting]
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