Revenge of Lashkhad (Original Fantasy)

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“When I came to liberate my people, I hadn’t realised it would come with such… rewards,” Graka’s new Husband said he looked down from the old Chief’s throne, gazing upon all of those who had once been a part of the old Chief’s harem. Many in the harem giggled as he said this, and Graka could already see some lustful looks being shared between the various ladies. Among them had been Elvish and Orcish women, a few Dwarven women from the nearby fortress, and even a human from the east, all conquered by the Chief in one way or another. Graka herself had been conquered when her Husband had challenged the strength of the Chief when he was a mere champion of the tribe and they had both ended up in the arena.

Much like how the old Chief had won her, his harem as well as everything of his had been won by the champion of the elves who lived in their city of Lashkhad just to the north east. Unlike before, however, her new master had released everyone who desired it, which meant every Dwarf, the one human, and nearly every elf had left the new chief’s harem. That is except for a few elves who obviously desired strong children like Graka and the rest of the Orcish women, or were pregnant themselves with the old Chief’s spawn.

For an Elf, Prince Patroklus was nothing like what the old story tellers told them of. At first, it was seen as a boon. The elves in these mountains were far better physically developed and closer to Orcs like her than the thin waifs that sometimes appeared in human and Gnoll slave markets around the mountains. Among the elven women, many of them even possessed breasts so large and so full of milk as to rival the cattle of the tribe, and unlike their cattle, the milk was sweet and delicious. Their men were far closer to Orcs as well, practically rivalling the strength of their warriors with their own. Of course, they’d seen nothing yet.

Prince Patroklus himself was a mountain of an elf, standing a full head and shoulders taller than the average elf, and was the tallest among the strange buff elves of Lashkhad. He and his warriors, supported by archers from the forest, had stormed in, charging the gate in a full suit of armour, a massive shield with the emblem of a bull’s head. With the blessings of the Lashkhadian Goddess, he annihilated the gate, and slaughtering all who stood before him. He’d charged straight at Graka’s Husband, challenging him to single combat. The old Chief’s head was soon split like a melon, and now Prince Patroklus was the new Chief of their tribe.

Graka herself giggled on his lap, facing towards him with another wife on his other leg. She leaned forward and pressed her breasts against the chest her new Husband, her own chest bare, clad in only a tiny loincloth, her various iron jewellery, and her collar as she grinded against their firm muscles of the new Chief.

“Why not Chieftain? You’ve defeated our clan, and shown that you alone are the strongest warrior of all the mountains, why not enjoy your rewards?” Graka asked as she reached down, running her fingers across her Husband’s length through his thick woollen robe of Yak fur. Rather than answer immediately, the Elven hunk merely smiled at Graka and reached forward over Graka’s shoulders, his massive hand cupping Graka’s ass, and his fingers slid under her until they rested on her slit then pushed in slightly. Graka gave a bit of a piggish squeal and her smile grew even more, excited that she might bare the first child of her new Husband’s brood.

“There is much to appreciate in your culture, Orc, why don’t you and your fellows show me some more of it?” the Prince asked, an eyebrow raising as he said this, his smile turning to a smirk as he pulled his robe to the side, showing off his growing member. Graka, her fellow wives, and even the few elves that had stayed all fixated on the Prince’s cock, growing thicker and larger the longer they stared. Unable to contain her excitement, Graka reached back towards it, beginning to stroke it as she caused the pillar to rise taller and taller as she played with it. Finally, it stood out tall and proud among his robes which with an opening of his legs, fell to the side as he was revealed in all his glory to his harem.

Desiring to share in his glory, and not to be left out in his seduction, the Orcish women along with the few elves crawled towards the prince, swaying their hips, letting their curly pig-like tails wag about as they crawled across the thick furs towards him. The harem women did their best to find their place between his legs, straining their necks, squeezing in, or in some cases, played dirty like teasing each other to distract from moving forward. Knowing from experience, the Orcish women’s tongues slide out and did their best to lick and suck at the prince’s cock, or failing that, lick at the thick and juicy looking globes that were the prince’s balls. The Prince groaned as he enjoyed the ministrations of his harem, and as he was being pleasured, he began to slide his fingers into Graka more. At the same time, he slid his arm around the other Orcish woman on his other leg, and from the squeal from her, was doing the same as he was with Graka.

Graka could feel the blush on her cheeks intensify as her Husband began to slide his thick fingers into her, feeling them pushing into her core as she grinded herself against him. The fingers in her began to quickly move around, testing her reactions as he assaulted various spots in her, until Graka let out another squeal of delight as she was played with. At her reaction, the finger stayed there a moment, letting her calm down, before it began to thrust into her with a vengeance. Graka subconsciously pulled her legs together as if to defend herself, yet it was useless as the Prince continued his merciless assault on her, Graka’s breath quickly picking up speed as she followed the fingers, trying to thrust back against them as they entered.

She felt like she was getting close when it all stopped. Patroklus pulled his thick digits out of her, causing her to whine at him, while at the same time Graka saw him push away those suckling at his dick. Graka started to reach down as she started to grind on her Husband’s leg again, when his hands reached for her, and grabbed her, lifting her up, and to Graka’s delight, positioned her over his cock. Graka couldn’t help but smile, her teeth bared in a joyous grin as he realised she was about to be bred, she was going to be the first to accept her new Chief’s strong seed.

Without fanfare, Patroklus sheathed himself into Graka, pulling her down in one smooth move that drew a long and loud squeal from the eastern Orc as she was absolutely filled by Elven dick. Graka for a moment saw nothing as her vision blurred and all she could focus on was the new Chief’s cock, filling her utterly, stretching her out. It was hard to even breath properly. Despite herself, she could only gasp as the pleasure, the pressure, the fullness, it was too great. With his great big hands, Patroklus began to move her about a bit, drawing out more, smaller squeals from her as he helped her get used to his girth. Her breathing didn’t change, it was hard for her to even try to calm herself, and she was sure it would be impossible to speak. She could only focus on one thing, the new Chief’s cock.

Then he started to move her, lifting her up a bit, and then pulling her back down, pleasure exploding through her like a battering ram smashing through a flimsy palisade gate. All too soon Graka could feel herself cumming on the Chief, her pussy clenching and massaging Patroklus’ cock with her hole, and through instinct she began to grind and try use her legs to try to lift herself up to ride the Elven prince, but they held no strength.

Thank the Holy Malamak for the Prince as rather than watch her feeble efforts, she was lifted once more and brought down again, and like a lightning striking the same tree twice, pleasure slammed through her again as her orgasm was prolonged. Her squeals finally petering out as she ran out of breath. Gasping for breath, and moaning when she could, the Prince continued to fuck Graka, lifting her up and down, thrusting into her mercilessly, overwhelming her with every stroke and practically using her like a toy. Graka’s head lolled back as her focus narrowed further and further. She wasn’t even sure what she was looking at any more, all that mattered was her Chief’s cock, the pleasure it was giving her, and providing the Chief’s meat with a warm hole to pour his seed into.

Then she felt it, the twitching of her master, of the Prince. The pace of the Prince’s thrusting into her increased, and soon enough she felt the balls that were slapping against her thick Orcish ass twitch as well as she came down once again, before he slammed her down on his dick, completely filling her womb. Then she felt cum beginning to fire into her, filling her up, splashing into her. It felt warm and wonderful, she was going to have mighty children, strong warriors, stronger than those of the previous chiefs, and she couldn’t be happier.

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Garka groaned as she got up, her gaze bleary as she woke up on the fur carpet. With two hands, she rubbed her eyes, and looked around. She was still in the Chief’s hut, and she looked over to the throne. All around it, were either sleeping or cum drunk women, watching the show of the new Chief fucking an Elf member of his harem, doing to her what he’d done to Garka, and every other member of his harem. The Elf screamed out in delight, and she fell against him, drunk on his cum as he slowly lifted her off of him, and two Orcish guards, came to pull her away from him before laying her gently on the fur carpeted ground. The Prince groaned in satisfaction as he leaned back, a satisfied smile on his face as he gazed out to the girls he’d just satisfied like he was some kind of sex god. Who knows, as far as Garka knew, maybe he was.

Unable to restrain herself, Garka did her best to wobble to her feet, but only succeeded in getting up to her hands and knees. Her legs must still be weak from the fucking she’d received. Even so, she began to crawl towards her lover just as some in the harem had done previously. Patroklus watched her as she came closer, his smile never turning condescending as she crawled to him on all fours. As she got close, he spread his legs, letting her gain access to him. She raised herself up to rest on his legs, and rubbed her face against his pillar.

It was semi hard, and just the look of it made her mouth water. Garka moved up and stuck her tongue out. She licked at the Prince’s dick, uncaring about the juices of the other women and began to take him into her mouth. She began to suck on his cock, and quickly found a pattern, sliding her tongue around to pleasure her Husband. As she did so, she felt his massive hands begin to pet her head, and as she blew him, she looked up to see him looking down at her with a smile.

“Good girl.”

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Noble Troubles (Original Fantasy)

More stories from the crumbling Elven Empire.

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Kaden raised the strange item that Octavio, a fellow elf who’d taken to the ways of the traveling merchant, had passed to him to give the thing a critical eye. From the shape alone Kaden could tell what it was generally. It was some kind of dildo, only it was far larger than any the back room merchant had ever shown or sold to Kaden. What Kaden found it hard to understand however was how it was so pliant, and bouncy. Kaden with his delicate looking fingers raised and lowered them, watching as the double sided dildo bounced slightly. Kaden could already feel himself growing excited at the prospect of using such a thing as the elf cock tried to grow erect in it’s cage while his ass twitched. 

“As you can see my young lord, it is a rather strange item of interest, that could help with the issues you and your soon to be lady have been having,” Octavio, the travelling elven merchant explained from his side of the table. Kaden nodded.

Chastity before marriage was something of a virtue in the Elven Empire, and much of the older generation enjoyed enforcing it upon the youth. Granted, it hardly ever worked out that way, adolescents will be adolescents after all and almost no matter the species, those who were in the later part of adolescence, even elves, were horny. Perhaps if it were as short as say a human’s rather short adolescence, then maybe being chaste would be possible, but nearly twenty years of being a horny wreck was too much. 

Some of the nobility that had maintained their affluence over the years, as in most of them, decided that in order to make sure their child upheld that virtue of chastity, they would be placed in chastity cages and belts. Some of the finest jewelers would be commissioned throughout the empire every year in order to craft these belts and cages for the sons and daughters of affluent and influential merchants and nobles. 

Of course, that never really stopped the younger nobles from having fun, they just had to do it in a more discrete way. Some of the raunchy stories of his friends' sexcapades made Kaden shudder, sometimes in excitement, and sometimes in barely restrained laughter.

Kaden, however, was far more practical. He wouldn’t be purchasing some slave from up north to bend both his girl and himself over the bed like Carmelo did about a year ago. Instead he and his lovely Halle preferred to be far more intimate with each other. Thus, Kaden purchased dildos and specialised harnesses for the both of them so that they could fuck each other without having to resort to some third party helping them out. 

The only issue was that sometimes they both wanted to enjoy each other so much that it became hard to decide who went first. Kaden usually did since he was the man, and as such he should oblige his lady friend, but it always felt better when Halle would fuck him first since she tired faster than him. WIth the double dildo, Kaden could already imagine the possibilities and the fun that might be had with it. 

“How much for it?” Kaden asked, bringing the dildo close. It had a curious smell that Kaden couldn’t describe, but it certainly wasn’t something that he could identify, meaning it wasn’t used unless it had been cleaned extremely thoroughly. 

“Eight hundred electrum,” Octavio said, and Kaden nearly dropped the thing in shock. 

“E-eigth hundred!? You’re mad! This thing can’t be worth nearly that much.” Kaden exclaimed. Octavio just shrugged.

“All the other stuff I’ve sold you has just been metal or wood, nothing like this thing. This thing came from far into the south east, and even there this thing was worth a fortune to have made,” Octavio said, which surprised Kaden, the merchant had had it made for him?

“But still, eight hundred electrum, that is still much too high for this thing,” at Kaden’s suggestion however, Octavio leaned closer and beckoned him closer as well.

“Tell me boy, are you feeling it, really feeling it? You feel how pliable it is, how it’s soft and yet just firm enough for you and your girlfriend to play with? That’s what you want in a toy like this. Take it from me, while hard is nice, soft is exquisite as it mirrors a man’s cock far better than some paltry wooden or metal toy. While the hard stuff is nice, the soft stuff will leave both you and your lady friend feeling far more satisfied at the end,” Octavio said, and Kaden could already tell the willey merchant was trying to take advantage of his aroused state, and honestly it was working.

“Alright, I can do six hundred electrum,” Kaden suggested, to which the older elf scoffed.

“Six hundred! You must be mad if you think six hundred will do, seven fifty.”

“Seven hundred.”

“Deal,” Octavio quickly said, a wide grin spreading across the merchant’s face. Damn, should have gone with six seventy five. Sighing, Kaden reached into his satchel he’d placed down on the side of his chair and reached in to grab a piece of parchment, and began to write his standard letter to the clerk in charge of his Father’s vault, folding it into an envelope, and using the candle at the table, and his own signet ring along with a signature and his own magical mark, he sealed the letter and handed it to Octavio.

“You may collect your payment from the usual place,” Kaden said as he stood up with the double dildo in hand.

“Off to see your lady friend?” Octavio asked with a wry smile as he placed the letter into one of his many pockets. Kaden smiled back at his merchant friend and shrugged.

“What can I say? Her parents are off on a tour of their various olive gardens across the mediterranian, and my own are off on business setting up another mine on a silver vein Hades has blessed us with the knowledge of, I’d say it’s the perfect time to enjoy each other,” at Kaden’s words, Octavio chuckles. Oh to be young again. Then again, unlike the nobility, he wasn’t expected to care so much for chastity with being just a “simple commoner” and he was glad to take advantage of that.

“Well then I won’t keep you, just remember, use plenty of olive oil, I’d rather not be held responsible if you get an infection down there,” Octavio said to the blushing but still grinning Kaden as he turned and walked away, a saunter in his step. 

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Kaden arrived at the back entrance of Halle’s family estate, a small chest in hand as the guard, a server looking elf woman, gave him a knowing saucy look before letting him through. Kaden ignored the disrespect of the woman, preferring to smirk back at her. After all, Cleo had been in on their trysts since she’d walked in on them one night. 

As usual in Helle’s family’s estate, the garden and fountain courtyard were beautiful, filled with exotic berry plants from the west and strange tall and thin trees from the far east. Ivy vines crawled the marble pillars of the estate and reached towards the fountain to sup from it’s flow. It made sense, as not only were the Helle’s family known to have druidic blood flowing through them, but they were also worshippers of Persephone, and as such, they turned their courtyard every spring into a wondrous garden to display their devotion to their patron goddess. 

As Kaden came in, he spotted his love off in her special secluded corner of the courtyard on her marble bench, a bit of papyrus and a charcoal pen in hand as she spent her time. Considering the scroll with her lessons was off to the side, and her pen strokes were obviously not that of writing, she was slacking off now that her parents were gone in order to draw. Kaden let a sly smile spread across his lips as he stayed in the shadows of the courtyard while he moved closer to her. With all of her focus on her paper, Kaden was able to put down the chest, pull from his tunic a small gemstone eyeball, and with an incantation, could see from it as it floated. He closed his own eyes to keep from becoming disoriented while he pushed the eye forward and upwards so that he could observe his betrothal’s work. 

As he finally looked upon Helle’s work, he couldn’t help a massive grin split his face as he saw her work. Etched in charcoal, was an image of the two of them, tenderly embracing. That is, if tenderly actually meant mauling her breasts, the two of them locking lips, dressed in the most erotic of outfits as the charcoal version of him fucked her savagely as her own eyes from what he could see were rolled back in ecstasy. Kaden opened an eye and looked to his perverted beloved, and saw her biting her lip as she worked on his rear, slowly drawing a bejeweled plug as she herself rocked back and forth. Knowing her, one of the metal plugs he bought her was in her right now as she drew the picture. 

I am the luckiest elf in the world, Kaden thought as he watched his perverse lover continue to pleasure herself while drawing. Even ignoring the deliciously perverse nature of the drawing, the detail was exquisite as she lovingly drew the two of them. Kaden wished he could have it rendered in a painting, and put up on his wall, both to enjoy without having to set up a stand for him to observe, and to show off to his friends at the sheer passion and love put into the image. Unfortunately, that wasn’t virtuous or chaste, and as such his parents would kill him if he did such a disgraceful thing while living under their roof. 

Pulling back his magic eye, and drawing out from a sheath his magic wand, he would show her his own present to her. Moving forward slightly, Kaden waited for a moment when her pen wasn’t upon the papyrus before he began to utter under breath an incantation as he pointed towards her. At first nothing happened but Kaden knew that he’d used the spell correctly as he quickened his pace towards her. Helle gasped and he knew his spell had taken hold. She rolled back to where her plug was being driven as deep into her as possible, and her legs shaked as she put her drawing to the side as he sat down and slid up to his love. Kaden’s arms slipped beneath her toga as his arms wrapped around her and he leaned in close.

His love turned to him and the two eleven youths kissed, an electric sensation flaring across their lips as their tongues shot out to each other. Helle’s hands slid underneath his toga and went down as his own hand slid up across her chest. Kaden’s love moaned as his free hand began to play with his wonderful betrothed’s breasts, the already hard nubs easily pinchable as he played. Just as quickly he moaned as well as his love’s fingers found his down plug, pushing it in, and pressing it against his special place as they embraced. The two stayed like this, teasing each other for at first a minute, then two as Kaden felt himself strain in his cock cage, while he knew his love was already wet in her own chastity belt. Unfortunately, the two had to come up for breath as they smiled wide joyous smiles at each other, the only thing mattering to the two lovers now that their parents were gone were each other.  

“Made a new spell have you?” Helle asked as she continued her teasing. Kaden was sure that he would be dripping by the time that they moved on from the conversation, but then, that was the point.

“I have, and you’ve made a new drawing,” Kaden answered, reaching over with his other hand to try to wrap around her waist, and pull her up onto him. Following his lead, Helle turned on her hip so that she was sitting on him. The hard metal of her belt and his cage pressing against each other as his hands swept down to her wonderful ass. Kaden looked up and saw his beloved was pouting in an adorable little way.

“But I didn’t finish it, I wanted to finish it before you got here,” Kaden could only chuckle as he slid a hand underneath her toga while another rose up her back to pull her into another kiss. His lower hand gripping her rear before moving on, to press at her plug, feeling as his spell made the thing vibrate. Were his beloved’s own chastity belt of lower quality, he might have been able to make it vibrate instead, quickly driving her virgin lips to quiver and cum, but alas, the unfortunate and unique problems of being high nobility in this city, their parents had splurged enough that not even magic could affect their chastity belts and cages. Instead, they could only enjoy the mutual pleasure of teasing each other endlessly.

“True, but you didn’t have a base concept to work off of,” Kaden said as he pulled from their kiss. Helle closed her eyes a moment as he continued to play with her vibrating plug. Despite how it was useless, Helle started to grind against her lover, bringing herself closer to him, and pressing her breasts against him. They weren’t as large as a human or heaven forbid, an orcs, but as they enjoyed each other more, Kaden found he enjoyed them more, enjoyed how they were always perky, how they were so sensitive, how he could make his love melt in his hands while playing with them.

Helle’s eyes opened and a playful twinkle sparkled through them. She leaned down and came close to Kaden, her own hands wrapping around his back, and she was just barely able to grip his rear. Knowing her perverse nature, Kaden was sure that if she could, she would be doing just as he was and playing with his own plug. 

“So, did you bring those toys of yours?” Helle asked, and Kaden smiled before nodding in the direction of the chest that he had put down in order to sneak up on Helle. His betrothed looked over in the direction he’d indicated, and her smile grew bigger before she came in close and once more they kissed. It was a short kiss but the electrifying sensation was still marvelous to Kaden. 

“Shall we? Or did you want to finish your picture?” Kaden asked, to which Helle bapped him on the noggin. 

“We both know unless I fuck you into the bed you’ll tease me as I try to draw, and I already have such a hard time with just trying not to distract myself,” Helle said, to which Kaden just shrugged.

“What can I say? You’re irresistible,” and as he said it he pressed the still vibrating plug in deeper, drawing a cute little moan from Helle as she giggled before sliding off of him. Before getting up, he watched as she moved, rotating her hips in an exaggerated fashion as to show off her rear to him as she slowly made her way towards his chest of toys. As he got up, he couldn’t help but keep watching as Helle pulled her toga to the side to free her lower body, and bent over at the hip. Her ass was fully exposed to him as he could see both her chastity belt, as well as the bejeweled plug, buzzing around inside her ass as she slowly brought herself back to standing with his chest in hand. Kaden felt himself strain in his cage and clenched on his own plug, pushing it deeper into himself and touching that special place inside of him. He was sure that if he swiped a finger across the front slit of his cage, he would find himself dripping with arousal.

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Kaden and Helle kissed once more as they stood at the foot of Helle’s bed, the chest placed atop the bed. Kaden made a gesture to unlock the thing and pulled away from the kiss as he opened the chest. Inside was a bounty of metal and wooden implements of intimate pleasure. Butt plugs of all different sizes, dildos of wood and metal, made by the finest wood carvers and jewelers this side of the Aegean, and various other toys. Things to pinch and tease, fine silk rope bought from traders coming back from the far east like Octavio, and even a few things he’d obtained through some volunteer work at a temple of Aphrodite. 

Helle looked and tilted her head at the long double dildo that sat atop the pile of sexual items. It was obvious to see what it was from the mere shape of it, but she’d never seen a material quite like it. The perverse elven girl reached to it and picked it up, watching as it flopped in her hand, much unlike most of the other toys. Kaden could tell by the growing smile that she was already getting ideas, and was liking where this was going. It had been Helle’s turn to top first, but now they could both enjoy their time, not that either of them didn’t enjoy topping or being topped, but why not mutually enjoy each other?

Two fingers dipped into the oil as the two horny elven nobles gazed at each other, Helle holding up the dildo, and sliding her fingers along it, draping it in oil as she gave it a hand job to lube it up. The thing was soon dripping with oil as Helle began to climb onto the bed, bringing the bowl of oil with her as she came forward. Kaden pulled up his toga, revealing his straining caged cock and his plugged ass to her. First, Helle pulled on the plug, first stretching Kaden out as his ring expanded around the base of the plug. Kaden breathed in deeply, pleasure as feeling stretched by his plug once again causing his cock to twitch in it’s cage as Helle pulled on his plug. She giggled as she made him feel so good. Then, like a dam bursting, the plug came out quickly as the plug reached it’s zenith before beginning to shrink until it reached a very dull point. With Kaden’s plug gone, Helle dipped her free hand into the oil, lifted a hefty amount from the bowl as she moved forward, and started to finger Kaden. Kaden let out a gasp as he felt her enter him. 

Since the two had discovered that they could fuck each other’s asses in order to release some of the sexual pressure and tension, they’d been playing both together and in private in order to try to release some steam and obtain some relief. As such, Helle’s fingers found little resistance as they first smeared oil on Kaden’s back hole, and then as she plunged her slick fingers in. Her fingers quickly began to roam and explore, sending pleasurable signals through Kaden as the slight stretching made him feel good. He made cute and arousing sounds whenever Helle would touch upon that very special place she knew made him squirm.

As Helle leaned forward overtop of Kaden, Kaden himself reached down and began to pull at Helle’s own plug. Much like his own, as he began to pull at her, Helle let out a slight erotic moan as she felt herself stretch around the plug. As a bit of revenge, she stopped her fingers from exploring and instead attacked Kaden’s most vulnerable spot, causing him to gasp again and she felt his caged cock twitch beneath her as they played with each other. Like Kaden’s own, Helle’s plug came out easily after it finally moved past it’s apex, and was soon ejected as her ass tightened up around the plug, pushing it away. 

Deeming his ass sufficiently lubed, Helle used her free hand to undo her toga, letting it fall around her, and in sync, Kaden kicked it off the bed, knowing she wouldn’t want it too dirty, her earlier plug play having likely already dirtied the toga area near her rump with excess olive oil. Helle’s hand dipped into the olive oil again and began to make it’s way behind her, moving to play with herself and get herself ready for the toy he’d brought. 

Exposed to him in all of her glory, Kaden gazed upon Helle’s form, entranced by the swell of her breasts, the perkiness of her nipples, her shapely birthing hips. Even the sight of the steel chastity belt was a turn on as he could see her arousal dripping from the many holes it had in it, slowly gathering until it turned into a droplet and dripped from her. He could imagine when they were finally married, plunging himself into her properly, fucking her hard and rough like some kind of savage barbarian from the north. 

Helle quickly finished lubing herself up, taking far less time about it than when she’d been playing with him and getting cute and lewd faces from him as she did so. She moved forward on her knees until she was at around hip level, and move the lubed up double dildo back. Leaning forward, Kaden took hold of the bottom half of the dildo, and lined it up with his own entrance, anticipation making him swallow and smile as Helle looked at him in the same way, grinning and a manic lewd look in her eyes as she likely lined up her own end of the dildo. Then they started moving towards each other, each end of the dildo entering into them, causing them both to moan in pleasure as the electric stretching sensation moved through them as they mutually inserted the dildo into them. Kaden closed his eyes as they continued to go deeper, the dildo’s head touching his prostate, and the lip of the dildo’s cock head scraped across it, causing his cock to twitch while Helle merely enjoyed the pleasure of being filled and stretched.

Soon enough, the couple were ass to ass, cock filling each other equally as they grinned at each other and panted in arousal and excitement. Their asses clenched around the dildo that was in them, giving them more slight spots of pleasure.

Kaden was the one that moved first. He bent over and reach out his hands to Helle. In sync with him, she reached forward as well, holding each other’s hands as Kaden began to move, pulling away slightly before pushing himself back, pulling the dildo out of both of them before it slid back in, stimulating his prostate and making his love feel amazing as well as the both gasped at the pleasure. Encouraged, and unable to hold back any longer, Kaden began to move more, and set the pace for them. Helle quickly followed suit and tried her best to match him, their pleasure rising, their grins turning from happy to jubilant, their breathing came out harder as they scissored each other.

The couple quickly reached the point where neither was holding back, putting their all into their fucking, their erotic ecstacy, and their desire for their partner to be fucked and satisfied driving their fucking into a mad frenzy. Their moans quickly became wanton as they stopped trying to hide their pleasured cries. Kaden’s cock twitched like mad, slight spurts of pre coming out as they fucked while Helle could feel herself getting closer as she began to drip even more, her lower lips gaining pleasure even from just brushing up against the chastity belt. Kaden, however, felt himself getting closer and closer to orgasm. His prostate proved to be his sexual downfall as with each pass of the double dildo’s head, more and more pleasure surged through him. His eyes rolled back as he was pushed closer and closer to the edge. 

Until finally he came, he let out a girlish squeal as his pleasure bloomed, increasing ten fold as their mad fucking continued. Each thrust of the dildo turned his vision white as he could think about was continuing to fuck. His thrusts continued despite the intensity of the pleasure. Helle herself laughed as a shower of cum burst from Kaden’s caged cock, flying around the room, and landing on her face. Helle quickly licked it up as her lover quickly fell into a lewd trance. She felt herself getting closer to the edge as well, but Kaden, the poor dear was a man, and thus weak to the pleasure of anal penetration.

Helle herself, however, ever since their betrothal, had quickly become a butt slut herself, loving the sensation of feeling cock in her ass as the two played whenever they could get away with it, and she’d eventually learned to cum from her ass as well. Soon enough, she felt herself leap over the edge as their mad fucking continued, and cried out in ecstacy like Kaden had as she came as well, causing her to squirt, letting out a burst of feminine cum as they continued to fuck.

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“Tch, they forgot their gags,” Cleo muttered as she leaned against the wall near Helle's room. Shaking her head, Cleo did her best to ignore the wanton moans and cries of the two elves doing the dirty behind their family’s back. Lucky for the pair, Helle’s parents had brought all of their loyal servants and slaves with them, leaving only those that either didn’t much care, or were actively enjoying the cute hijinks that the couple would get up to in order to satisfy their lusts. Cleo herself was in the second camp, enjoying the entertainment, as well as getting herself worked up from listening to it. Then when her shift finally ended she’d go home ready to burst. 

Her husband certainly loved how horny she was these days.

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