The Spell Blade was a gift from the Heavens, once every generation- A Baby was blessed with the power to wield the power of the Stars itself in her hands, able to finely tune her strength’s into magical blades that were as beautiful as they were deadly-

“Hhhhurrnghhh~”

Idril’s head was once again mounted, pushed into by the largest of the ranks of PigMen, he wasn’t the first- he wouldn’t be the last, but he was the first one to take what he wanted.

Idril was chained around her neck to a wooden wall behind her, ancient magic curses rendering even her immeasurable power null- making her as one of the smaller pigs had described “Sorry as any other set of holes we bring back!”

She was left to discover how sorry she’d be- with the huge and hulking monster pushing his impossibly large cock down her throat, pushing her head into the wall and not caring how much Idril could handle- because she’d take it.

Like a good little Whore.

The Spellblade is many things, but above all else- it is a savior, a gift to the elves and all that is right in the world, but it also meant that conflict would come as it always did, when Evil reared it’s head- the Spellblade must be ready to cull it, impossible beasts- Hydras, Dragons, Balrøgs, all slain by Spellblade’s past……

But this newest evil wasn’t as strong as a Dragon, it wasn’t as powerful as any Lich King.

They were crafty, devious- and merciless, a terrifying combination, as Idril herself has learned.

Weeks would pass, she would be left tied down- Elves do not need to eat for sustenance as long as they gained sunlight, and thankfully the roof of the building was open- but unfortunately for her?

A Pig didn’t care.

“Here’s the deal here Lassie, me and the mates have all been saving up the cum ‘ye spilt in this bucket.”

It’d be thrown forwards, Idril’s long and flowing body not flinching- her breasts heaving as she tried to catch her breath once more- a null point when another thrust would steal it- much like they had her powers.

“You drink the bucket, we take you out the collar and give ‘ye a nice bath, whatcha say?”

Idril didn’t have a choice.

She’d swallow her pride.

And she’d swallow down the thick and yellowed cream of her newly cemented betters.

Little did she know?

Her Torture was only beginning.

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Annnnnnnd Scene!

Hey All, Me again! Back with a new fantasy prompt, which basically boils down to me wanting to play an Elven Beauty who is taken and turned into a Sexual Animal by her captors.

Pig-Men were chosen for the base, but I’m happy with Orcs, Centaurs, Giants, Goblins- all have their fun angles to this story!

(A story about a Dwarven sharpshooter being taken by Centaurs, Humans and Orcs- plenty of options and I’m open to hear what you’d like to see!)

Kinkwise I’m hoping for things to get dark, Depraved and all around kinky: Slavery, Abuse, Misogyny, NonCon (eventually turned Con through MindBreak and repeated Orgasms) Corruption, Denial, Servitude, CumPlay, CumDrinking, WaterSports, being treated like an animal, Degradation, Humiliation, Mating Presses, Hentai-Esque scenes and dialogue,

Limits: Snuff.

Alternatively, I also have this prompt with some of the same Themes! but all past prompts are open for discussion as well!

I hope to hear from some of you! ~ Lilly.