Tiff - Chapter 2 - Part 4

Chapter 2 - Part 4

Lyanna was standing stark naked in the center of her small cell, watching her drow master once again. She guessed that it had been around four days since she had been brought there, judging from the number of meals she had received. She had not been taken out of her cell in that time. And he had shown up half a dozen times, always quietly staring. She always stood and stared back, wondering what it was he wanted.

She had never tried to talk to him. She always waited for him to speak, though he never did. Lyanna wondered if that was what he was waiting for. Or was he waiting for her to break? Perhaps she would, it was starting to get to her, being confined to the small gloomy cell, with almost nothing to occupy her, though she was fully aware that things could be much worse.

The dark elf had been calmly studying her with his intense red eyes for a while now. She expected that he would soon have enough of it, and walk away. Then he suddenly turned his head. His neutral expression changed to one of disgust and annoyance. There was someone else down there in the dungeons.

Akordia strode up to Rizzen, who was standing just outside the cell. She was flanked by two male guards, in their full black armor, bearing the seal of house Do'Vrinn.

"Dear brother," she said in greeting.

"What do you want, Akordia?" he asked, barely hiding his annoyance.

She stopped in front of the metal bars and looked into the cell. "Hmm, look at her. Such a pretty exotic lizard you have in your cage. Such pale skin, black hair, big bulging bosom, dark bush drawing attention to her soft netherlips. Does the sight of her excite you, little brother?"

"What do you want?" he asked again.

"I just wanted to check on the slave our dear cousin, Nathrae brought us. Do you think she brought her here just for you, Rizzen? You seem to enjoy looking. Have you slipped your little cock into her juicy human snatch yet?"

Rizzen scowled, "The matron has put me in charge of training her for the pits."

"Hmmph, she doesn't look like a fighter. Have you even tested her yet? Or do you just like staring at her plump teats?" She looked at the naked human, who was just standing there, listening, even though she would have no idea what they were saying.

"Her testing has begun. Please do not interfere. You've had a look, now leave us."

"I've heard she hasn't even left her cell yet. Are you afraid she won't prove herself worthy, and you won't have her around to look at any more? I think I will do the testing for you. I'll make sure she is truly worthy of representing our great house." She nodded to the guards, "Remove her from the cell."

Rizzen raised himself up to her, "No, you won't. I am the Weapons Master. It's the matrons' orders. I will do things my way."

She suddenly reached forward and grabbed at his groin. Rizzen growled and jumped back, putting his hand on the sword hilt at his waist. She hissed at him, threateningly, "What, are you going to draw on me?! Don't forget that you have dangly bits down there, brother. Even the lowest daughter is above the highest son. Why do I feel I need to remind you of that?"

The guards had the cell door open. Lyanna didn't resist as they pulled her out. She stood around a foot taller than her drow captors. The guards held their blades threateningly. "This goes against the matrons' wishes," said Rizzen angrily.

"Go running to her with your little problems then. But just watch yourself. You can still easily fall out of favor with dear mother. Don't forget that...boy. I bet Nathrae wasn't completely to blame for your disgusting tryst, you can be a proper little cunt-tease, can't you?" She turned back to the guards, "Bind her arms."

Rizzen grit his teeth, clearly seething. "Lolth damn you, Akordia! Why do you need to bind her arms?"

"That's my business. Don't interfere now. If she passes the test, I'll bring her back for you. If not, she'll be dead and you can fuck her bloody corpse." Lyanna looked at him one last time before she was marched off with the First Daughter and the guards. Rizzen clenched his fists and exhaled sharply, before turning and storming off.

Lyanna didn't like this. Stark naked, with her arms bound behind her back, she was lead down the dark corridor. She had seen the drow woman in the audience chamber; one of the nobles of the house. The male was clearly very displeased with her. They had a heated argument outside her cell, which looked to be about her. The male ended up grudgingly submitting to her, though. Lyanna knew that in drow society, women held the power, which was the opposite of the world she had grown up in.

Where was she being taken? A feeling of dread overcame her. She just wanted to go back to her cell.

They didn't go very far. It was on the same level, still part of the dungeons. Lyanna could see the metal bars of a few larger cells, most of which appeared empty. One of the cells clearly wasn't empty, she could see the big brutish green head looking out at them. It was an orc. Much like the raiders she had faced back at Westwood.

His eyes seemed to light up when he saw them. "Sil-tin ghil uk-tan ussta!" he growled excitedly. Lyanna could tell that they were drowish words, they sounded strange slurring out from his wide tusked mouth. He was big. Tall and broad, with many thick scars running over his body. His rough scarred head was bald and half his left ear was missing. He wore only a simple loincloth.

"Il udus jivvin belaern, Tulgan." the drow woman replied.

The orc let out a deep laugh, "Hehehe, ssinjin ulur je vith!" Then he switched to common as he stared hungrily at Lyannas' breasts and rubbed his groin, "I like pinkies."

She then saw two other orcs behind him in the cell. They were shorter, but also had broad muscular and scarred bodies. Each of them stared lustily at her naked form. The drow woman turned to Lyanna, smiling. She reached out and got hold of her large round breasts. "Elend vekyn kal nintan bel'lar ust, Vizzen. Jivven lintaguth yobol il dalninil folkhel." She turned and smiled at the three excited orcs in the cell.

"No, please...don't." Lyanna pleaded.

"Trill rath. Tlas uil linthre," she called out. The orcs nodded and slowly stepped back from the iron bars, but continued to grunt and chatter excitedly. The guards began unlocking the cell door.

Lyanna looked back into Akordias' red eyes, "Please..."

The drow woman just smiled back, showing the bright white teeth in her dark face, "Inbel jivvin, Tulgan!" The guards then got hold of her and pushed her into the cell. Lyanna squealed as the largest orc immediately pounced on her. Big rough hands were all over her body, groping and squeezing.

She struggled against him, but the strong orc held her tightly as he savagely pawed at her. Tulgan panted and grunted as he rubbed his hand down over her dark bush and then prodded his fingers around her soft folds, before forcing two of them up inside her. Lyanna let out a loud squeal at the crude violation.

Another orc got behind her and reached around to grope at her breasts, squeezing them hard and pinching her nipples. Turgan stooped down and got a fistful of her hair, forcing her head back. He licked along her teary face. Lyanna was terrified, her heart was thumping rapidly as she endured the onslaught of intense stimulation. The orcs were like wild beasts getting into a frenzy.

The fat digits slipped out of her violated cunt and she was yanked away from the orcs' grasp as Turgan growled out something to the others. She cried out as she was roughly thrown down onto a firm mattress by the wall. Lyanna struggled to get up, but the huge orc was quickly climbing on top of her and began grabbing at her highly toned voluptuous body again.

She cried out as he got hold of her legs and raised them, pushing her shoulders down into the mattress. The orc fighter sat on the bedding and raised her crotch up to his head. He then spat a glob of saliva onto her slit and started wildly rubbing at it with his rough tongue.

Lyanna gasped and looked up as she was being tongue-lashed by the excited brute. She saw the drow woman standing there outside the cell.

She was looking down at the distressed human and gave a wicked teasing smile. Then one of the orcs got between them, obstructing her view. He squatted down and brought his big erect cock to her face.

Lyanna screwed her face up as the fat dark-green glans rubbed over her skin, leaving a cool wet trail. She could smell the musty unwashed odor of the orcs' crotch. She felt the weight of his large hairy balls on her forehead. He got hold of her jaw and prodded the blunt head into her lips. She knew that she was in no position to deny them anything. She opened her mouth and the big green cock slid past her lips.

Her mouth watered and she got the unpleasant taste of him as she sucked on the hefty member. Turgan decided she was wet enough, and lowered her groin back down to the mattress. The other orc got hold of her hair and roughly forced his cock deeper into her mouth, making her gag. At the same time, she could feel Turgan shuffling up between her legs.

Then there was the dreaded feeling of the blunt cockhead prodding into her wet cunt. It pushed forward and split her lips open as she was painfully penetrated. Lyanna cried out a round the thick cock in her mouth. Tears rolled down her red face. The orc cock felt massive as it forced its way into her tight channel. Turgan grunted loudly as he thrust forward and sunk it in deep.

He started to rock his cock back and forth, getting into a steady rhythm. Lyanna gasped, groaned and gagged, while the other orc thrust into her hot face. Turgan stopped thrusting and wedged his huge cock deep into her core. She could feel her tender walls stretched tightly around the throbbing organ. He growled something at the other orc, who growled back as he pushed his cock back and forth into her slurping mouth.

"She is mine!" said Turgan forcibly.

The orc let out a frustrated growl and reluctantly pulled his cock out from her open lips. Lyanna coughed and gasped. He slapped his wet cock against her cheek, before getting up off of her. Turgan leaned forward, moving his bulky body over her. She looked up toward the front of the cell and saw through her teary eyes that the drow woman was now gone.

She had been left here with these brutes? For how long?! She wasn't sure how much more of this she could endure.

Continued in Chapter 2 - Part 5

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