Dark Ascension

Finally the team reached Athcatla. Therion didn’t worry that his slaves will slip away in the city – Imoen was under a powerful geas making her body writhe in agony if she tried to escape. With Viconia the case was even better – apart from the spell, she had nowhere to run, a drow caught in the city could face and even worse fate.

The party went to the Copper Coronet, a place known by Korgan as a part of the infamous underground slavers network. Once there, Therion sent Imoen, Korgan and Edwin to one room, this once allowing them to use her body – which naturally brought fear and tears to girl’s eyes – on the condition she remains reasonably silent. People from the Copper Coronet had to be used to different sounds, but there was no need to be careless. Then Therion, Sarevok and Viconia sat at the table.

‘You wait here’ Therion ordered and approached Hendak – the owner of the tavern.

‘Welcome sir… I’ve got a lot of money to spend.’ Therion said with a smile ‘Can you recommend some… entertainment?’

‘Naturally, sir’ Hendak was careful for a second, but there was something in Therion that made him sure, that he isn’t any guard trying to con him into admitting some crimes ‘Upstairs you can feel free to taste the pleasure given by our… ladies. And after this we recommend you to watch a little… fight. I hope you are in a mood for betting?’

‘Of course. But first, let me try out one of your beauties’ Therion winked to Sarevok and went upstairs. Viconia risked a short glance at Sarevok but he just told her to drink. It was strange that for once she wasn’t sent to the room instead of Imoen to serve the party with her… attributes. It was… unsettling.

Meanwhile Therion approached the madame that was in charge of the brothel and hired one of the prostitutes. The girl, slender and very pretty, with dark hair tied in one long braid and lovely tits, barely covered by semi-transparent material came and with an only slightly trembling voice she asked the man to go to her room.

‘What do you want me to do sir?’ she asked, not daring to look into his eyes.

‘Strip’ Therion ordered and watched with pleasure as the woman undid the stripes keeping her clothes and let her dress and tunic fall to the floor. Therion on the other hand just unbuckled his pants and lied down on the soft bed. ‘Suck’ he simply said and watched as the woman slowly took his penis out and after his command kneeled in front of him and started licking the head of his cock.

He watched in pleasure knowing what she must feel – not only the total disgust at the perspective of pleasuring another client but also resignation to her fate. Therion moaned silently as Violet (this was the prostitutes ‘name’) lowered her head, taking half of his long shaft into her mouth and caressing it with her wet tongue. After watching for a bit as she moved her head up and down he finally ordered her to stop and mount him. The girl didn’t protest, just climbed the bed with a look of utter defeat in her eyes and lowered her body onto his rigid cock, making just a small sigh of pain as she felt his huge dick fill her cunt. She bit her lips and started to move up and down, moaning as all of her clients expected her to do. She couldn’t have known that Therion couldn’t care less – he knew how she hated her work and her slavery and this knowledge brought almost as much pleasure as the feeling of her pussy around his dick…

Finally, when they were done he asked:

‘You’re a slave, aren’t you? I thought it is illegal in Amn.’ He said silently.

‘Yes sir’ Violet answered silently.

‘Don’t you worry, I’ll do something about it’ he said with a warm smile and left the room. When he approached the made he said ‘The girl was quite good, but you can’t have your girls tell every customer that they are slaves and beg to be released. You should be glad that she chose me’ he lied with a small smile. ‘I expect her to be punished’ he added, walking downstairs. He had a plan already.

‘ Of course’, the madam said and rushed towards the door Therion had just closed. He couldn't help but start grinning as, only moments later, he heard muffled screams and loud slaps from behind the closed door. Things were certainly going his way. The last few days, he had felt more and more energized, filled with a tingling of power he thoroughly relished. His commandments to the village certainly paid off.

Once down, he entered the back rooms where, much to his amusement, he was able to watch an unarmed dwarf being ripped apart by a troll in a mockery of a gladiator match. Not too impressive, but it would be nice as a little distraction on the side.

‘ Alright...’, he said to Hendak once he'd reached the common room again, taking the owner aside, ‘ I...sampled your product and found out something rather...interesting.’ ‘ And that would be?’ Hendak asked, seemingly innocent but measuring Therion up with his eyes, wary for any sign of danger.

‘ You keep slaves. And, before you protest...I am not from the Guard or some group of ‘heroes’ who want to ruin your business.’ He noticed Hendak's hand play with the hilt of a cleverly hidden dagger. Let the fool try, he thought. If push came to shove, he would easily be able to overpower and kill the man within heartbeats.

‘ What is it that you want, then?’ Hendak asked, his tone carefull, his entire body tense like a jungle cat about to pounce. ‘ I have an offer for you. You see the elf at the table? The dark one?’

Hendak nodded. He'd eyed the drow for some time now, as had probably everyone else inside the common room. The huge man sitting next to her was probably the only reason the girl hadn't been lynched yet. ‘ She's a troublemaker. Got little use for her on the road...and she gets boring after a while anyway’, he lied. Viconia would never get bored for him, not while she still had some fight left in her. ‘ So what say you? You and some of your trusted employees can sample her and then we can agree on a decent price? You get a new exotic slavegirl and I'm one way closer to riches and fame.’

‘ Hmmm...’, Hendak made, frowning, his gaze fixed on Viconia, noticing for the first time the collar she wore around her neck, half hidden by the shirt she'd been dressed in. Her face was beautiful in a strong, aristocratic sort of way, a face that spoke of a haughty personality used to a luxurious lifestyle. A grin stole upon his face as he imagined how deep she'd fallen...

‘ Bring her to room 3 upstairs. I'll be waiting’, he finally said. Therion, knowing very well that no sane man would have been able to resist the offer, simply nodded before returning to the table. ‘ Brother...take her upstairs. Room 3...darkie is to entertain a few...guests’, he said, reaching out to pat Viconia's cheek. The drow, now realizing that Therion certainly hadn't intended to spare her, spat onto the table before her. Therion shook his head, chuckling...then grabbed her by the throat. ‘ You better behave...if this goes sour, I'll make you beg for death!’

‘ Speaking of begging for death...I better get my dear sister...I'm sure Korgan and Edwin will want to watch this.’ As Sarevok stood up, half dragging the drow after him, Therion made his way up the stairs again, opening the door to room 4 without knocking.

The sight before him made him grin. Imoen was a wreck. Her face and hair were covered in sticky fresh cum which ran down her face together with the remnants of all the tears she'd shed...her sobs were dry now, however, all tears had been cried already. She was sitting in Korgan's lap, her legs spread, his thick cock buried to the hilt inside her abused asshole, the dwarf's calloused hands squeezing her tits painfully, the many bruises on them already showing that the last hour had been hell for her. With shaking legs, she supported herself while slowly moving up and down on the dwarf's cock, whimpering pathetically each time she impaled herself on his member. Edwin, a sadistic smile on his face, was standing nearby, concentrating as he mentally controlled a thick candlestick, pumping it in and out of the young girl's pussy with his mind – and a handy telekinesis spell – alone....

‘ Playtime's over’, Therion stated calmly, turning around already just as Korgan started cursing, ‘ I hope she's made each of you cum at least once...or else you'll be in big trouble, sis...’

‘Yeah’ Korgan smirked throwing Imoen off his cock to the floor, watching as the girl sobs voicelessly. ‘I missed fucking her so much that I almost blew my load the second she started crying.’

‘But why the hassle? Couldn’t we have played with her a bit more? (Always work, nobody thinks about my pleasure. And I had to share her with the dwarf, disgusting, most disgusting).’ Edwin started mumbling again as he removed the candlestick with one gesture, causing Imoen to finally breath in relief.

‘What are you complaining about again, eh mage?’ Korgan said threatingly, buckling his pants and moving towards his axe on the chest.

‘Silence you two’ Therion interrupted before the mage could reply. ‘Little darkie is doing a show for us and some other gentlemen upstairs, thought you’d like to watch and maybe participate.’

‘Good idea… you’d like that darkie, wouldn’t you?’ Korgan laughed.

‘But what do we do with her?’ Edwin gestured towards Imoen, who curled herself in a ball and desperately tried to avoid any attention. ‘We’re taking her as well’

‘Hmm, no. Vicky should be enough for them. ‘ Therion decided ‘Korgan, tie her to the bed and leave her.’

The dwarf effortlessly lifted the redhead, threw her on the bed and tied her spread-eagle to the bedposts. Imoen just whimpered silently whenever his rough hands travelled to her tits or ‘accidentally’ probed her cunt. When she was tighly secured, Edwin gave Korgan a large, wooden, penis-shaped gag.

‘No, no, no please, there is no need, you don’t have to… I’ll be quiet, I’ll be good, no, ple- umppfff… plsss!’ Imoen started to plead, but with exhaustion in her voice instead of the usual desperation as she saw Korgan approach with the gag. Her eyes went wide when she finally was silenced by his rammeing the gag in her mouth, almost choking her on it and finally securing it.

‘Oh and one last thing before we leave…’ Therion smiled so sincerely to his sister that she immediately felt fear overwhelm her. ‘Someone must keep an eye on her. Edwin, summon some… company.’

He laughed as Imoen started desperately shaking her head, eyes wide in fear, strange muffled whimpers getting out of her gagged mouth. ‘Mmmm!’ she moaned as silhouettes of three summoned orcs were beginning to materialize in the room.

‘Remember: be silent’ Edwin ordered his minions and soon the party left the room.

‘So, now to your show darkie’ Therion turned to Viconia ‘Don’t you worry… I am not willing to sell you just yet.’

‘Damn you!’ Viconia hissed ‘Everyone would be better than you, you…!’ the drow snapped but wisely restrained herself from cursing her master.

‘Yeah, probably you would have escapen easily… on the other hand if some dumb villagers managed to enslave you, I’m not so sure you have what it takes anymore.’ Therion laughed as Viconia’s face darkened with hatred and shame. ‘But I’m glad you still remember I like you feisty. Sarevok, Edwin?’ he said quietly.

Before Viconia could react, Sarevok grabbed two of her hands in one hand and used the second to grab her mouth, gagging her. Edwin whispered a spell and once again every inch of the priestess’ body arched with excruciating pain. She trembled in Sarevok strong embrace, struggling in vain to escape his grasp. Even despite the gag loud moans were escaping her mouth and Edwin had to stop the spell not to attract attention.

‘I love when you are feisty and I love hurting you’ Therion said almost politely ‘But that was just a small taste of what will happen to you, if you don’t do a good show. Understood?’

Still glaring with hatred, Viconia slowly nodded her head and only then Sarevok released her. The party went with her upstairs. In front of room 3 there was Hendak standing, his face clearly showing a struggle between distrust, lust and greed that was going in his soul. Next to him the madam from the brothel was standing but even her arrogant smile waned as Korgan made a rude joke towards her.

‘Everything is ready…’ he said, nodding to Therion ‘I hope I will be able to sample her… goods along with other clients.’ He asked.

‘Of course’ Therion said ‘But I have a condition of my own. When it is decided that someone will buy little darkie, I want to speak with the head of the ring.’

‘She doesn’t meet with customers’ Hendak replied ‘You can do everything through me.’

‘I must insist’ Therion said, noting in his memory the ‘she’, Hendak used. ‘I can bring you more slaves of her quality… but I’d prefer to… cut the middlemen.’ He smiled threatingly towards Hendak.

For a few heartbeats they were staring into each others eyes, but finally the owner of the tavern lowered his eyes.

‘I think I can make an exception and arrange a meeting’ he said ‘But it all depends how will she entertain us and if she will make the patrons happy.’

‘Agreed’ Therion said ‘But one more thing. She is only one and I don’t know how many patrons you have there. But you can be sure we won’t be just sitting and watching the show and I assure you she is so hot that most patrons will become hard as soon as they see her. I suggest someone to… relieve the tention as well.’

‘It will be done’ the madam raised her eyes ‘I have arranged two of my girls to keep them – and you - entertained.’

‘Good’ Therion smiled ‘One request though ‘Can one of those girls be Violet?’

‘She is just being punished, there will be marks on her’ madam hesitated for a second.

‘All the better’ this time it was Sarevok who smiled.

‘Of course sirs, I will go for her immediately’ the madam agreed and left.

‘I think we can start’ Hendak said and opened the door, letting the party in.

The room was a bit larger than the ones where Therion had enjoyed Violet and Edwin and Korgan had violated Imoen...apparently, it had been built with larger ‘parties’ in mind. It was dominated by a large bed and a long, low table. A long wooden board hung on a wall with numerous sex toys and whips hanging from it. The bed itself had shackles attached to each bedpost. Therion smirked at the sight...it seemed Hendak had thought of everything a client could want.

The room was not unoccupied. Two young girls were already sitting on the bed, looking up with big, resigned yet still fearful eyes. One was a slender blonde elf, the other a big-breasted redhaired human girl. Both were quite pretty and utterly naked, their bodies showing very faint bruises. Thin leather collars around their necks bore tags with their names...the elf was called Lilly, the human Vala. Therion smiled. They would do nicely to relive any tension and keep the others from abusing Viconia overmuch...after all, she was supposed to serve him and his comrades for much, much longer.

From another side door, the madam approached, dragging a shivering, crying Violet with her and throwing her onto the bed unceremoniously. Therion admired her handywork...a row of fresh welts and bruises crisscrossed Violet's tits and back. Every single movement must feel like hell for now.

Once inside, Therion stepped aside to let the others through, reveling in the slight rise of panic in the two slavegirls' eyes as man after man entered. First Hendak, then three of his most trusted guards, then a burly half-orc, then a fat merchant...and then, of course, Sarevok with Viconia still on a leash. Behind her came Korgan, who wore the usual cruel, dirty grin on his face as he groped the drow's ass as long as it was within easy reach, knowing and enjoying how much Viconia hated his touch. Even though he'd already spent one load on Imoen, he was already ready and eager for more. Behind him came Edwin who quietly scoffed at the assembled men.

‘ Sharing again? Hmph...I do not understand why we have to go through this charade. I could find the hideout just as easily, if not quicker...’, he whispered, stopping only when Therion shot him a dark look.

‘ Neither my reasons nor my plans are open to discussion, mage. Remember that. I cannot just barge in and take what I want. Not here. Not yet. So just stop your incessant whining for one moment and enjoy the show.’

Moving his attention from a grumbling Edwin back to the center of the room, Therion watched as Sarevok released his hold on the leash and proceeded to push Viconia forward, the drow landing right in the middle of the room. Still garbed in the coarse peasant's clothes, her body nevertheless drew lustful stares from all the assembled. Quite obviously, she noticed the same, her cheeks turning a darker shade out of sheer shame.

‘ So, drow...you're going to keep us entertained tonight, then....’, Hendak began, stepping forward and gripping a fistful of her white long hair, using it to brutally drag the former priestess back to her feet, Viconia gritting her teeth to keep herself from crying out in pain.

‘ You seem pretty enough...but it's hard to say with all these clothes getting in the way. So why don't you dance for us and lose them?’ Stepping back, he waited for Viconia to begin, his eyes afire with anticipation...

Viconia shot a short glance at Therion who just nodded. The drow sighed and stood up. She closed her eyes for a moment, opened them again and started moving her body. She was fortunate that she was very dexterous and flexible and that court dances were taught in the highest circles of drow nobility. She imagined hearing the sound and started swaying to the imaginary music. The men stares lingered at her body, watching her gentle moves.

Hendak smiled and whistled. This was enough for Therion who simply ordered ‘Start stripping!’

Not wanting to anger her ‘master’ – how she hated that word – even more, the priestess let her cloak fall to the ground. Underneath there was just a skimply outfit, revealing more than covering. Hendak’s gaze traveled up her long, slender legs, admiring her naked arms and stopping longer at her butt and barely covered breast.

‘Damn, I have to find some outfit for her’ Sarevok said.

‘And if you are at this, get one for Imoen as well’ Therion laughed and glanced at Violet. ‘I hope your punishment was nice’ he smiled at the girl ‘You can thank me with those pretty mouth later, now service the dwarf!’

The leader laughed again as he observed first anger than disgust, when the prostitute knelt in front of Korgan and with a short hesitation began unbuckling his pants, as Korgan just sat there smiling.

Seeing this, as well as Viconia’s moves, Sarevok started to get horny again. ‘Elf, it was some time since I buggered one of your kind’

Lilly looked at Hendak, but he was watching Viconia. ‘Drow, drop the rest off!’ Hendak ordered and the elf had no choice but to approach Sarevok. Edwin glanced at Therion, but the leader mercifully gestured at Vala.

‘Yeah, you can take your turn with her’ he allowed the mage.

‘ Good...’, Edwin said, nodding, before turning his attention to Vala. ‘ Come here!’ he ordered the redheaded girl, who, somewhat hesitantly, stepped towards him. Therion noticed the expession on her face, the unhidden disgust and resignation on her pretty features and gave Hendak an approving nod. The slaver had taken care not to take the most broken slaves for entertainment, instead choosing those who still were able to show that they did anything but enjoy this. Perfect. By now, the thought of consensual sex, even with a whore, sent shivers of faint disgust down his spine...possibly a result of becoming more and more attuned to his chosen portfolio.

From the left came a hard gagging sound as Korgan grabbed Violet's head and forced her face into his crotch, his thick cock pushed into her mouth and down her throat without mercy or pause. The ugly dwarf groaned and began to thrust into the gagging, gargling slave's mouth while watching Viconia's performance.

Still dancing, the drow slowly removed the few skimpy articles of clothing she still wore, reluctantly and obviously ashamedly exposing her entire beautiful body to the greedy eyes watching her every move.

‘ Can't wait to have those lips on my cock’, one of the guards said, grinning, his eyes fixed on Viconia's round, perfect tits, ‘ I'm going to choke her on my dick...’ His musings were interrupted by a sharp cry of pain...Sarevok had just begun to push his cock into Lily's ass, the elf's face scrunched in pain as he proceeded to drill more of his cock into her, looming over her as she was pushed down on her hands and knees. Yes, this party would be very enjoyable...’ Told ya, elven asses are the best!’ Korgan said, laughing while he forced Violet to deepthroat his ever-stiffening cock.

‘ Very good’, Hendak said, clearly intending to be the first one to use Viconia. ‘ Come here, drow!’ Her cheeks still dark from shame and fury, Viconia stepped towards him...only for him to backhand her so hard she fell back to the floor. ‘ A slave shouldn't walk upright. Crawl to me!’ He said, sitting down on the bed and unbuckling his pants, waiting for her.

Viconia's eyes shot daggers at him as she rubbed her stinging cheek. Only Therion's imperious glare and the unspoken promise of worse things to come kept her from cursing at him. Every muscle in her body was tense, as if ready to pounce upon him...but she willed herself to keep still, hating herself for it even more.

Slowly, remaining on all fours, she crawled towards the bed, the way seeming to stretch almost to infinity. She could feel the greedy, lustful glares of the other men upon her body, wandering over her tight, round ass, her swaying tits, her entire body...she could almost hear them thinking about what they wanted to do to her...and knowing that they would be able to fulfill all their fantasies with her was almost enough to make her scream in impotent rage and frustration. But she didn't...she merely obeyed like...like a good slavegirl. Oh, Therion would regret this. Not now, maybe not for months...but the moment their vigilance diminished, she would get away...and then they would die. Slowly.

Therion watched her crawl towards Hendak, nodding with approval. So far, things were going well. In his head, barely distracted by the sexual tension cloying the air, he was already making plans. Once he had control of the slaver ring, he would turn it to his own ends....specialising on female slaves to sell to underground brothels...maybe even create the first temple in his name. There was nothing he couldn't do. Near him, he heard Edwin grunt as he pushed his cock back and forth between Vala's big tits, forcing her head down so she could lick the head even as he fucked her tits, squeezing them so hard it must be painful for her. He'd been lucky to find companions who share dhis vision...or at least wanted power enough to assist him.

Viconia had reached Hendak now and was looking up at him. He'd already opened his pants and freed his cock and balls from their confinement. ‘ I want to see how good you are with your mouth. Start with the balls. And make it good!’

Again Viconia hesitated for a heartbeat before beginning to lick the balls of the slaver. Even after all the abuse she endured she still felt disgust at the very thought of servicing another man. It was good – it proved that there is still will to fight in her… and that her enemies will feel her wrath and vengeance some day.

Thinking about the tortures her captors will have to endure made the whole ordeal a bit easier, although she still almost gagged at the taste of Hendak’s balls as her dexterous togue began caressing them. With circular moves she touched and teased the man, hearing hints of pleasure. She sucked on his sack, keeping it in her mouth for a second than releasing so she could lick it more. The two guards continued to talk about what they are going to do to her, making sure she heard everything. While she felt utter revulsion when she heard about being taken from the front and behind or being force to ride their cocks, she didn’t allow her feeling to appear on her face. Obediently she continued servicing Hendak.

‘Oh yes bitch, yes!’ Korgan suddenly started yelling as he grabbed Violet’s hair and pulled her face to his crotch, burying her face in his balls, pushing his thick cock deep into her mouth. ‘I’m cumming in your fucking face! Swallow everything! Swallow nooow!’ he exclaimed loudly as the girl began gagging at the waves of disgusting, sticky liquid that were shot into her mouth.

This made Hendak even more horny. ‘Get working on my cock!’ he ordered the drow and laughed as her eyes glared with hatred. ‘And don’t break eye contact , I want you to look at me all the time.’

Viconia opened her mouth and slowly took the the tip of Hendak’s hard, long cock in. With her eyes still focused on slaver’s face she began moving her head forwards and backwards, moving along the shaft of the dick in her mouth. As impossible as it seemed, the instrument began to grow even more in her mouth. From time to time she stopped moving her head and just licked the cock, then withdrew her head and began moving her tongue along its shaft. Soon Hendak was moaning heavily although he still had impressive control and didn’t seem close to cumming. He impatiently grabbed the priestess’ hair and forced her warm, wet, sweet mouth on his dick again.

The fact that Korgan already blew his load didn’t stop the dwarf from abusing Violet. He still ordered her to keep her mouth on his dick forcing her to clean it with her tongue and to suck him as long as it was needed for him to become hard again.

Near him Edwin just started shouting in pleasure ‘Yes, yes, oh yes, you bitch, you whore, take my spunk, take my cum, you were born for it, yesss!’ the mage loud as ever shouted as his cock was moving between the redhead’s breasts. The girl tried to concentrate on licking the tip of his cock but his nervous hands twisting her nipples made it difficult to contain moans of pain.

Meanwhile Sarevok, stood up from his chair and threw the petite elven girl to it. As soon as she was bent over the chair he began forcing his large cock between her bowels again, this time overcoming her resistance in one thrust and beginning to ride her in savage fury. He pushed his cock hard, burying it deep in her tight ass, making her squeal in absolute agony. Her shrieks were so arousing that even Therion finally stood up and approached her. With one quick move he pushed his dick into her mouth, making her gag on his tool. With his gaze travelling between the elf’s tormented, crying face and the show the drow was doing while sucking Hendak’s cock deep, he grabbed Lily’s face and began fucking it in earnest, listening to her cries of pain turning into muffled moans around his member.

He fucked her face hard and deep, enjoying the sensation of her mouth and gagging throat around his cock, though he kept his eyes on Viconia. The whore was not near as good as the drow or Imoen but she would do for the moment. It was obvious Sarevok thought the same the way he simply rammed his cock into the elf's asshole, not even bothering with slapping or verbally degrading her. She was merely a tool for release at the moment. The thought made Therion grin. Exactly the right attitude... Watching the drow intently, he continued to punish Lily's face with his long, hard cock...

Hendak resisted taking Viconia's head in his hands and simply rutting away...instead, he let the drow do the work, looking into her hate.filled eyes as she worked on his cock, caressing the hated tool with lips and tongue and even throat, taking him in deep every now and then, opbviously hoping to get him off soon. And it was working. Even with all his self-control, he got closer and closer, feeling his balls tighten as they prepared a load for this pretty dark slave...

On the other side of the room, Vala was gagging in disgust as the mage suddenly erupted, his cock shooting a long, thick stream of white cum over her face and massive tits, tits Hendak liked to molest himself quite often...they were nicely sensitive and she squealed so wonderfully when he hurt them...though at the moment she was merely revolted at being the recipient of a cum bath by the wizard, who kept thrusting his spraying cock back and forth between her tits, holding her head in place so she could not avoid the torrent of cum. ‘ Don't fight it...’, the mage grunted, ‘ you're a whore...this is all you're good for! Take my cum....’

The sight of this was enough to send Hendak over the edge. Groaning, he grabbed Viconia's head and finally forced her down on his cock utnil her face was pressed into his crotch, her throat convulsing around his dick as he began to spray a huge wave of cum down her gagging throat. ‘ Hmmm....yesss...drink it...drink it all...swallow it....’, he mumbled, keeping her in place with one firm hand, despite her attempts to pull back as she felt overwhelmed by the amount of cum he fed her. Some of it began to spill from between her lips already when he finally pulled back, his cock slipping out just in time to shoot the last few drops onto her left cheek, the white fluid contrasting wonderfully with her dark skin.

Grinning, Hendak motioned to the others to take advantage of the drow, who was on her knees, coughing and wiping excess cum from her chin, shuddering with disgust and hatred, at herself and her tormentors.

But she would not be getting too much rest, for suddenly, the half-orc, standing closest, booted her in the side hard enough to knock the wind out of her and send her sprawling to the floor. ‘ Get on all fours, darkie! I want your ass!’ he grunted, delivering another swift kick to her backside, making her grunt in pain, her nails digging into the floor as she fought the urge to try and gouge out his eyes.

As she scrambled up to her knees again, she heard him utter another command, ‘ and make me want your ass! Offer it to me!’

‘Would… would you like to take… take me’ she whispered finally.

‘Louder! And say it as you mean it!’ Hendak ordered, watching her in amusement.

‘Would you… would you honor… this slave… and take her…’ she started but the half-orc interrupted with another kick.

‘Take what?!’ he roared.

‘Take… my… ass’ Viconia said, adding the brute to her list of people that will have to pay some day.

‘No need to ask me twice!’ the huge man laughed, pulled down his pants, grabbed the drow by the hips and without any hesitation rammed his tool in her tight ass with one rapid thrust.

The priestess couldn’t help but yelp and pain and twist her body forwards in a vain attempt to avoid the inevitable assault. It was soon stopped, however, as the half-orc grabbed her white hair and pulled it, yanking her head backwards. Still holding her hair as if she were a horse he begin riding her, pushing himself deep and savouring the tight warmth of her fuckhole.

‘Ughhh… ughhh… aaaa!’ Viconia moaned and cried silently each time he thrust himself into her. His moaning suggested that he won’t last long, but it wasn’t much of a relief as all other men began surrounding her, impatiently waiting for her turn.

Meanwhile Therion, growing impatient, finally shot his load into the elf’s unwilling mouth, moving his cock in and out, until his victim swallowed almost every drop. The gargling soud Lily made as the liquid was forced in her throat, while still sobbing and moaning of Sarevok’s assault made the man raping her ass move even faster and drive his cock even deeper. Watching it with satisfaction Therion finally withdrew his cock, so just a small drizzle of saliva and cum connected it with the elf’s beautiful lips. He laughed and approached Hendak.

‘I hope you like my show… and my slave’ he said.

‘Indeed’ the slaver answered, watching as the half-orc begins to cum, loudly moaning as his dick was unloading his jism between Viconia’s bowels. ‘But it isn’t over yet, I presume.’

Indeed it wasn’t.

‘Ughh! Yes! Take it!’ the half-orc finally made the last moan and withdrew his cock, but the moment he was done, three men lifted the petitre drow and threw her on the table, shackling her arms and legs. Their hands were all over her, touching, groping, probing, twisting and playing with her.

‘After they have their turn, I’m willing to try her other… charms’ Hendak laughed.

‘Naturally’ Therion agreed ‘But what about your part of the bargain?’

‘Yes, you wan’t to meet the head of the ring’ Hendak said ‘I can arrange a meeting with her. Providing of course you can supply us with more of such slaves.’

‘Of course’ Therion lied, this time noting not only that the head of the ring is female, but also some tone of disdain or hatred towards, almost hidden in Hendak’s voice. That could be useful.

‘Nnn- mpfff!’ the men watched as Viconia’s started gagging on a cock brutally driven into her mouth, as another man was mercilessly raping her cunt with fast, long strokes. Another man looked at Hendak and when he nodded, began whipping the elf’s breasts, still seductively thrust upwards. Each time the whip landed on the perfect globes the drow made a muffled, sobbing sound, much to the enjoyment of all men present.

‘We’ll meet tomorrow at midnight in the old sewers.’ Hendak finally said ‘From there I’ll take your to our base… but you alone. That is the condition.’

Therion slowly nodded. There were many ways in which he could make sure that he had back-up.

The...’party’ went on for three hours more and when they werre finally done, Hendak agreed to buy Viconia – who, by that time, was barely recognizable. They had whipped her tits and back brutally in between rapes, laughing when she cried out, the other slavegirls kneeling in front of the men, sucking their cocks to get them ready for another go at Viconia's sore, well-abused holes. Viconia had spent at least one hour on the table, her cunt pounded by one man after another before they undid the shackles...so they could make her dance for them again, her body already covered in their cum, which added another level of humiliation to her ordeal.

Afterwards, Hendak had taken her ass violently, at the same time making her lick the cum that had fallen off the floor, smearing her face in the puddles with delight.

While Viconia had to bear the brunt of the sexual assaults, the other girls didn't fare much better, being passed around like toys...and even though they had been harshly trained to not show too much of their misery, by the end, they were huddled in a corner, crying and hugging each other....a feat which Korgan was especially proud of.

When they were finally done and Viconia was lying on the floor, shivering, her dark skin covered in so much cum she was barely recognizable, Hendak and Therion sealed their deal with a handshake: Therion would get to see the head of the slaver ring and, if an agreement could be brokered between her and him, Hendak would get Viconia...and possibly other slaves Therion could provide.

Afterwards, the group took Viconia back to the smaller room, where Imoen was suffering from a vicious assault by one of the orcs, his massive cock pumping into her cunt while she whimpered against the gag, her face sticky with their cum. ‘ Hmmm...shall we let him have his fun?’ Edwin asked, but Therion shook his head. ‘ We need to make plans for tomorrow. No need for that whimpering and grunting.’

Edwin shrugged and waved a hand, making the orcs disappear in a puff of smoke, leaving the crying Imoen alone on the bed. ‘ Darkie...clean my sister!’ Therion grumbled and pushed the drow towards the bed where she half landed on top of the redhead.

He then turned around, not even bothering with her anymore. For now, she would be safe...if she obeyesd The hesitating slurping sounds told him that she did, lapping up the cum from Imoen's face like a good obedient slave. He grinned. She was too exhausted and in pain to even consider resisting.

‘ Hendak wants me to go alone...and I will’, he began, smiling, ‘ but not for long, of course.’

‘ So, what did ya have in mind?’ Korgan asked, propping down into one of the chairs, watching the scene on the bed with a filthy grin.

‘ Edwin here will place his arcane mark on my armor. That way, he can scry on me. When I need backup...or I want you to join in on the...fun i am expecting...if the head of the ring is pretty enough...then you can teleport in.’

‘ Teleport, eh? And what's ta say he won't just magic us into a wall or somesuch?’Korgan asked, looking over at Edwin, who glared back.

‘ My considerable skill with the arts, of course. Not that you would show any appreciation for it, you dumb, filthy oaf...’, Edwin said. Korgan glared back and Therion expected to have to stop them fighting once more. But the dwarf, apparently too tired, simply grunted, ‘ Let's hope you know what yer doing...’

The day went fast, with the party focused both on preparations for their ‘hostile takeover’ as well as with making the impression that they aren’t preparing for anything. Women were raped, of course, Hendak has also sent his prostitutes to entertain them. Therion knew, that he did so to keep an eye on the team but he appreciated the gesture nevertheless. When the time was near, Therion took Sarevok to the side.

‘You know that I rarely have second thought’ he started ‘But the fact that I’m going there alone makes it quite tempting for you to… betray me.’ He said looking in his half-brother’s eyes.

The large man didn’t respond.

‘No need to deny… it is what I would be doing on your place’ he said and a slightest hint of smile appeared on Sarevok’s face. ‘Remember this: you have nothing to gain by betraying me, your divine essence is mine now and you won’t become a deity.’

‘If I were considering it, I could be doing it for vengeance. A payback.’

‘That is something I can understand’ Therion responded ‘But think: what do you prefer – payback or power?’

‘Go on.’ Sarevok said.

‘Remain loyal and when I will complete my ascension I’ll grant you your wish and make you my right hand and the harbinger of my will’ Therion said, suddenly his eyes glazing with power.

‘What guarantee do I have that you’ll fulfill your promise?’ Sarevok asked.

‘None. But think: Where I’m I’ll need an ally. And who would be better? Them?’ Therion said in digust, gesturing towards Korgan and Edwin who were arguing. ‘We have a deal?’

‘We have’ Sarevok simply said and walked away.

Therion was staring at the wall for few heartbeats more. They had a deal but only time would tell if Sarevok follows it. He knew he could defeat him in combat, but a betrayal? He had to make sure. And the price wasn’t so high – he didn’t lie saying he’ll be needing an ally. And raising Sarevok to such power will have one additional advantage – Therion will control the amount of power he will grant. Enough for his brother to be useful, not enough to be a threat.