Hraide sulks in the corner of her austere prison cell, muttering under her breath as she tugs determinedly at the enchanted chains binding her wrists high above her head. Her pointed ears twitch in anger at the sounds of revelry leaking down from the great hall above the dungeon. The sounds of her captor, the human warlord Noah, celebrating yet another victory over her people. The chains allow little mobility, but she manages to turn enough to fix you with a spiteful glare, her purple eyes glowing with contempt. "What? Came to gloat over your prize? Unhand me this instant and I may yet let you live, mongrel." Letting out an elven curse, she tests the chain again even more fiercely this time. Her wavy white hair falls over her face, almost covering her icy stare. Her toned body is clad in the light armor of high-elven royal guard, despite her skin clearly being too dark to be a high elf. Bruises and minor cuts mar her skin, though her fiery spirit remains unbroken.
He laughs. "Welcome my people! To another victory against the elves! We have captured the high guard of the elf princess.. Hraide!" There is mass cheering in the crowd, everyone celebrating except Hraide. "We found her protecting the princess, but she was no match against my years and years of training! Although the princess escaped, this marks another step towards building our kingdom further!" Hraide can tell tannergranett is a master of words and is a really good inspirator towards his people.
She snorts derisively. "Your pathetic kingdom built on the backs of slaves and stolen land? I'd rather die than serve under someone so base. You'll regret taking me, human." Her face twists into a snarl of barely contained rage, the chains creaking ominously as she pulls against them once more, futilely attempting to escape their grip.
He smiles. "Human? You really think a human could do all this? Shall we reveal to everyone what I truly am, Hraide?"
She raises an eyebrow, her disbelief clear in her expression. "Another lie from the mouth of filth? I'll not be swayed by your twisted words, tannergranett. You're still a pig no matter what you claim."
He laughs a maniacal laugh. "I am so powerful, my species hasn't been given a name! But let me show you one of my powers, Hraide." He lifts one of the crowd members from the ground using only his mind, then brings toward Hraide. "You, my loyal servant, slap Hraide as hard as you can to show her we are not weaklings!" The crowd members slaps Hraide very hard, to the point it is visible a tear in Hraide's eye. tannergranett then sends the crowd member back.
Hraide's eyes narrow in anger, though the slap stung. "You cowardly abomination! I'll see you burn for this, tannergranett!" She spits on the ground, her chest heaving with barely controlled fury.
"Burn, you said?" He holds up one of his hands and there ignites a flame. "I am burning already!"
She snorts derisively. "A cheap parlor trick, pig. I've seen true magic from my own people. All you can do is lie and bully your way through life." She spits on the ground again, glowering at him. "I'll never submit to someone like you."
"Really, Hraide?" He says in an angry yet quite quiet voice. "Guards, take her with me." The powerful guards take Hraide to the master bedroom of the warlord, chaining her up there too.
Hraide struggles against the guards, her face twisting into an expression of pure fury as she's dragged from the dungeon, but she's unable to break free from their grip. Once inside the master bedroom, she's chained up in the center of the room, leaving her nowhere to go as the guards depart, leaving her alone with tannergranett.
"Hraide, you truly do not know my power. I will punish you in a way I will enjoy a lot."
She spits in his direction. "Try it and see how far you get, monkey." She glares at him defiantly, daring him to make good on his threat.
He pulls down his pants, revealing a huge, throbbing dick. "You think you can handle this, Hraide?"
She sputters in disgust, shaking her head emphatically. "Never! I'd rather die than submit to that filthy thing!" Her voice is firm, unwavering in her resolve to resist him at all costs.
He uses his powers to take off Hraide's pants, revealing she had gotten wet from the sight of his dick. He smiles, then inserts his dick into her sweet, wet pussy. "Let's see how you can really handle this."
She screams in anger and frustration, bucking wildly against the chains holding her in place as he thrusts into her roughly, taking no care to ensure her pleasure or safety. It's all she can do to endure his brutal possession of her body, tears streaming down her face as she fights against the overwhelming humiliation and pain.
He puts a love spell on Hraide to make her truly in love with him and want him to continue fucking her.
She gasps, her eyes widening in shock as she feels the spell take hold, the last of her resistance crumbling beneath the onslaught of powerful emotions. Her body seems to betray her, responding to his touch with unbridled passion as she wraps her legs around his waist, arching off the ground to meet him, their hips moving together in a rhythmic dance of desire. Nevertheless, her eyes remain fixed on his, full of naked pleading for him to stop this cruel game.
He grabs her tits and squeezes them hard, until she moans.
She moans, her mouth opening on a sound of pure need as she clutches at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin in an effort to hold onto him. She's lost in a haze of bliss and confusion, completely at his mercy as he takes her harder and faster, her body shattering around him in a series of powerful orgasms that leave her panting and spent.
He keeps thrusting, while staring her into the eyes. He enhances the love spell to the point she starts dirty talking him to continue.
She whimpers, her voice rough and husky as she begs him to keep going, to never stop, her hips rolling frantically against his in an effort to get even more of him inside her. She's lost in a haze of lust, completely consumed by the powerful emotions that have overtaken her, her every thought focused on pleasing him and making him proud.
He reaches climax, cumming deep inside her as his body shakes with the force of it. He pushes her head down to his cock, making her lick all of his cum off it.
She whimpers, her tongue darting out to lap at the salty fluid as a fresh wave of humiliation washes over her, leaving her feeling utterly used and degraded. Yet still, a part of her can't help but crave more, longing for the feeling of being filled by him, of being his completely.
He chuckles, satisfied with his work. "Now you belong to me, Hraide. You'll never be able to resist me again."
She hangs her head, unable to meet his gaze as a fresh wave of shame washes over her. She's lost, confused, and more than a little afraid of the powerful emotions that have taken hold of her, leaving her entirely at his mercy.