2 comments/ 21040 views/ 6 favorites Mystice: The Making of a Slave By: LokiKarameikos First off, I do not own, or claim any type of copyright to Dungeons & Dragons; The Forgotten Realms; or anything else to do with Wizards of the Coast. This story is a complete work of fiction and is for the enjoyment of all who read it. Second. I would like to thank love2readinOR for doing the initial editing of the story, and Dragonslayer for doing the final editing. Third. Most of the story deals with how Mystice came to be a slave, and her first encounter with her new master. If all you want is to read the sex scene between her and her new master, then I suggest that you go to near the end of the story for that, as that is where it will be at. **************************************** Eleint 8. 1364 It's the 8th day of Eleint, and the leaves on the trees are now turning a flaming golden-red in color as the trees slowly start to go into their hibernation mode for the upcoming winter. In one more week Mystice will reach the age where she will be accepted as an adult by not only her own family, but by the elven community that she lives in as well. Perhaps then, they would start to treat her with a little more respect she thought. Although she is an expert with the longbow and the longssword, Mystice's real talent lay in her ability to create things, things which held a haunting, yet eerie beauty. Although she tried to please her father, nothing she ever did seemed to be good enough for him. Her father would always find some fault with whatever she did, no matter what it was. Over the past two decades of her life, Mystice has been working with an older female elf here in the village by the name of Arissa Brightleaf to try to become a master jeweler. Arissa is one of the few elves here in the village that will treat Mystice normally, even though she looked different than all of the other elves in the village. For you see, Mystice WAS different than any other elf in the village. Yes, she was an elf, but here skin color and eye color were totally unique. Her skin color was pitch white, similar to that of an albino's, although she did not burn when she was in the sun like an albino. Her eyes were solid white as well, not just the whites of her eyes, but the pupils as well. Her hair is a silver-white color and is very long, so long in fact that it falls all the way down to her feet. On this day, Mystice had just completed a beautiful piece of jewelry for her mother. Her mother's birthday was coming up and this is the present that she was going to give to her. The necklace was a beautiful piece, made out of Mithral silver and inlaid with thin strips of gold. It was done in an elven tri-point pattern and was set with four gems, one for her mother, one for her father, one for her sister, and the final one for her. These were all set around a large semi-precious aquamarine stone. Each one of the gems set at one of the cardinal points. Mystice hoped that her father would approve of it, although he usually never approved of anything she did, even if it were something that he had asked her to do personally. Mystice was also afraid of how her father would react to what she had to ask of him. Before leaving the shop today Arissa had told Mystice that if she wished to continue training under her, that she would have to get her fathers full permission to do so, otherwise, she would have to find someone lese to train her. Mystice knew how her father would react to this request of hers. Badly. ************************************************** After walking for about ten minutes through the village and looking at the trees and the ever-changing leaves of the trees. She finally walked up to the tree that housed her father's business offices. As she walked up to the front of the tree she could see two guards standing watch outside. "He must have people inside," she thought to herself. "I'll go in and stay quiet until he is no longer busy with them, then try to speak with him." She walked up and then past the two guards and into his offices, staying quite and waiting for him to finish. She was nervous, her stomach felt as if it had a swarm of butterflies in it going a mile a minute. She wanted others to be around when she asked him for his permission to continue training under Arissa. Hopefully with others around, he would not over-react to her asking him, although she already knew that even with people around, he probably would. ************************************************** Standing in the room were about a dozen or so people. Near the center of the room were four elves, three males and one female. Two of the elves were impossible to miss as they were the largest ones in the room. Both were tall and muscular, one more so than the other, each had long hair, but each was a different color than the other. One had white hair, while the other had flaming red hair. Each had blue eyes that when focused on you could easily command your full attention. One of the men was her father Seraphine, while the other was her guardian and protector Flame. Mystice kept quite, waiting near the doorway for her father to deign to acknowledge her presence. The taller of the two men Flame, looked over at her and then smiled, nodding to her. Flame then took a step forward bending over and quietly speaking into Seraphine's ear, making him look up and in the direction of his daughter. A glaring look on his face and in his eyes. "What do you want, I'm busy," he spat out at her. "I am sorry for disturbing you father, I was going to wait until you were done, but Sir Flame went and told you that I was waiting here," Mystice said in a gentle and humble tone of voice. "I SAID, What do you want!" he spat out at her again. The others standing around the room were now looking intently at both her and her father, some even wondering to themselves why she was being treated like this by her own father. Mystice, still a little nervous stepped forward and walked over to the table, she then took the box containing the necklace out of her cloak and set it down on the table, and then opened it for her father to look at. "What is this?" he spat. "It is a necklace that I just finished making today father, I wanted to show it to you and see if you thought mom would like it. I made it for her birthday and just finished it before coming over here." "So Arissa made this for you then?" he said, no longer looking at the necklace. "No father, Arissa did not make it for me, as I said, I made it, Arissa only gave me a few pointers on it, she never did any of the actual work on the piece," Mystice said, with a look of pride on her face. "She said, if she did all of the work for me, then I would learn nothing. So, do you think mom will like it?" "Is that all that you wanted? If so, then leave, I'm busy." he said. Mystice knew that this was going o be the hard part of what she had to do. But, if she wanted to continue her apprenticeship with Arissa and become a master jeweler, then she had to get her fathers permission. "No father, I have one other thing that I need to ask of you," she said. This got his attention again and he looked at her. "Then speak quickly, I said I'm busy," spitting the words out at her. Mystice curtsied to her father as she had been taught to do and then began to speak again. "Arissa has told me that if I wish to continue apprenticing with her, that I must have your full permission. I would like to do so father, as I believe I could learn a lot from her," Mystice said in a quite and respectful tone of voice. "Forget it child, I have plans for you other than making things." "But...Father, I love working with her, I enjoy making things, and she has taught me so much. I know I could learn a great deal more if you I were to continue with her." Mystice pleaded with her father. "I said no, Mystice," He said. "But father I..." Mystice started to say. "I said NO," her father yelled at her. "I absolutely forbid it. I said, I have other plans for you." This time he looked her right in the eyes, his blue eyes locking with her solid white ones. "But why?" Said Mystice, a hint of desperation creeping into her voice, as tears started to slowly begin to well up in her eyes. "If you do not want to listen to me Mystice then go ahead and leave the village, no one will try to stop you from leaving." "Why do you hate me so much! It's not my fault that I was born looking like this!" Mystice screamed at him, tears starting to run down her face. "I said NO and that is final," her father said, his voice as hard as Adamantine. "I HATE YOU," Mystice screamed at her father, as she turned around and bolted out of the room crying, with many in the room looking on. "Why do you have to be so hard on her Seraphine, she tries her best to make you proud of her, yet all you do is either put her down or yell at her." Like the man speaking to him Seraphine Moonshine was not your typical elf. Standing a huge 6 foot 6 inches tall and weighing almost 210 pounds, Seraphine was an impressive sight. He had long silver-white hair and deep, ice-blue eyes. The kind of eyes a woman could get lost in if she looked at them for too long. He was fairly muscular, but not muscle-bound, his muscles were the long and lean kind that a monk would have. He was a master marksman with the bow, and an expert with the longsword as well. "Shut up and stay out of this Flame, it's none of your business how I raise my own daughter," said Seraphine, his voice rising in tone as he spoke. Flame Fireweaver, now there is an unusual elf if you ever saw one. Standing a massive 7 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at a whopping 250 pounds, is one monster of an elf. He has long fiery red hair and deep blue eyes that are the color of the ocean. Flame is well muscled, since he used to be a fighter his muscles are long, yet thick. Over the years his muscles have thinned out a bit, but not by much. "Sorry Seraphine, but it is my business. Remember, you're the one that ordered me to watch over and protect your daughter, and that is exactly what I'm doing." "And I can remove you from that detail as well," he said. "You could Seraphine, but you won't," said Flame as he walked towards the door. "And just where do you think you're going," asked Seraphine, as flame walked towards the door. "After your daughter. I want to make sure that she doesn't try and hurt herself after what you just said to her," said Flame, as he walked over to, and then through the door, heading out onto the walkway, as people behind him were whispering about what had just happened between Mystice and her father. ************************************************** After yelling at her dad "I HATE YOU," Mystice ran out of the room and headed for one of her hiding places. This hiding place was a place that most people didn't know about and that she could sit in and think peacefully. But today was different, today she was sitting here not thinking, but crying, crying because her father hated her, and it wasn't just her father either, it was most of the village that hated her as well, except for a select few within the village, such as her sister, Arissa, and a few others. And the reason why they hated her wasn't for something that she had done, it was for her being born different then them. Because you see, unlike most other Moon Elves, Mystice was born very different from other Moon Elves. Instead of her skin color being the normal color of a Moon Elf, which was a fairly normal color, although it sometimes was tinged with a bit of blue. Her skin color was much different though, for you see, Mystice's skin color was more like that of an albin0s, which was white. But unlike an albino, Mystice was not sensitive to the sun so she did not burn like an albino did when she was out in the sun. "I thought you would be here" said Flame as he kneeled down and then changed into a large python snake and then slithered into the hole that Mystice had made in the tree. Once inside, he coiled up around her and then laid his head down on her right leg so that he could look up at her. "P-please F-flame j-just go away," Mystice said in a broken, dejected, and sobbing voice. "I can't do that Mystice" said Flame, who changed back into his own form and gently wrapped his wiry but powerfully muscled arms around her and pulled her to him, letting her cry while he held her. "W-why D-does h-he h-hate m-me s-so m-much" sobbed Mystice. "I wish I knew honey, perhaps then I could help you to fix the problem," he said. Mystice continued to cry for almost fifteen minutes. After half an hour Flame noticed that her breathing had slowed down and it seemed that she had fallen asleep within his wiry but gentle grasp. Being a druid has its advantages, as she slept within his arms he changed his form into that of a large gorilla and carried her out of her hiding place. Once outside, he changed back to his own elven form and carried her back home to put her into her own bed. Once he got her back home, he took her inside and then straight back to her room where he laid her gently on top of her bed, pulled the covers over her, and left her to sleep there for the rest of the night. Once she was sleeping in her bed, Flame then left the room and headed down to go and find Sir Hook; He needed to talk to him about something. ************************************************** It didn't take him long to find Sir Hook, as he was working out in the training room here in the compound like normal. When Flame saw hook he didn't enter the training room, he stopped in the doorway and watched Hook for a minute, he saw that Hook was standing over three other elven males, his scythe laid against the throat of the one laying in front of him, and the other two elven males were laying on the ground around him as well, breathing heavily, badly beaten and bruised. Flame looked at Sir Hook and thought: "He has come a long way from when he was a young boy, he is even capable of rivaling me if he takes his time and watches what he's doing. It's sad that I have to leave now, I could teach him so much more. But, if I stay here any longer, I'm afraid that I'll wind up killing Mystice's father for all of the constant pain that he keeps putting her through." "I guess it's time I go speak with him," he though. Flame then walked into the room and yelled "HOOK" Sir Hook turned around at hearing his name shouted out, he knew who was behind the voice as it was all too familiar to him, it was his mentor and friend Sir Flame. Seeing that it was flame, he stops and turns to the other men. "Take a break while I speak to Sir Flame" he says. "Yes sir," said the three men in unison as they slowly, and achingly, got up from the floor and walked over to where the water bucket was at to get a drink of water as Sir Flame and Sir Hook spoke to each other. Flame then walks into the room and walks over to Hook who says to Flame: "SO, how can I be of service today Sir Flame." Flame looks at Hook, a look of sadness and regret on his face. "Hook, I need you to do something for me, but it will not be easy for you to do." "If I can do it Sir Flame then you know that I will do so." Flame laughs a deep and hearty laugh at this. "HA HA HA, that's what I like about you Hook, always ready to do anything." But Flame returns quickly to being very serious, "But what I need you to do is going to be very hard, not because of what you have to do, but because of who it involves." "Who does it involve then?" asks Hook, a quizzical look on his face. "It involves Mystice." Hook takes a step backwards, afraid of what Flame may be asking him to do. "Don't even think of asking me to kill her Flame, I won't do that, I'd rather kill myself than harm her," "Relax Hook, that's not what I'm here to ask you to do. Even I would not allow something like that to happen to Mystice." Hook relaxed a bit then at hearing this. "Then what do you want me to do?" he asked. "I need you to take over the guard detail for Mystice for me. I will be leaving the village soon and will not be returning." Hook now understood why Flame said that this would be hard for him, Flame knew that he loved Mystice but Hook also knew that that love could never be. "Umm, ok, but why?" "Things are starting to come to a head between me and her father. I'm afraid that if I stay much longer Hook that I may do something that I may regret later on." "Then just don't do it Flame." "It's just not that easy Hook. Every time he starts yelling or screaming at her, and most of the time it is for no reason, it makes me want to kill him." "You know you can't do that Flame, they would try you and then execute you." "I know that Hook, which is why I need you to take over her guard detail from me. You are the only other one that I would trust her with." "I appreciate your confidence in me Flame, but you know how I feel about her, isn't there someone else that you could ask?" "No one else would be willing to watch over her, and even if they did, they wouldn't do it as well as you would Hook. Besides, most of the people in this town hate her you know that." "I know that this is going to be difficult for you Hook, but you're the only one I can really trust to watch over her properly." Hook thought about this for a minute. He knew that Flame was correct, most of the people in the village hated Mystice, not for anything that she had done as a child, but for what she could possibly do as an adult. She had also been treated differently all her young life because of the color of her skin, it wasn't the normal color of a moon elf's, it was almost a pale white, similar in color to that of an albinos but without the sensitivity to light. "You know that I will take good care of her Flame. I love her, even though she is still only a child in the eyes of our race." "I know you love her as well Hook, which is why this will be so hard for you. I also know that if your ages were closer together that you would want to marry her." Hook looks down at the floor, his face blushing slightly, knowing that Flame understands him all too well. Flame puts his hand on Hook's shoulder and grips his shoulder gently, so as not to hurt Hook. "Hook, within a tenday Mystice will become an adult, at that time she can then decide what she wants to do on her own. If after that time you were to ask her to marry you and she said yes, then no one could say anything about it. Yes, some would think that you were probably taking advantage of her Hook, but so long as you and Mystice were happy together, then nothing else should matter to both of you." Hook looks up into Flames eyes, locking his with Flame's, he says only two words "Thank you." "When will you be leaving the village Flame?" asks Hook. "Mystice's coming of age ceremony is ten days from now. I'll stay until then, unless her father does something that makes it impossible for me to stay longer." "Your leaving Flame will hurt Mystice the most you know. She really likes you." "I know, which is another reason why I have to leave. If something happened between me and her father, and I badly hurt or killed him, that would hurt her even more than my leaving." "I will also need you to do one more thing as well Hook. When I leave, the position of commander of the guard will be open, you are actually the only one capable of being placed in that position so you will have to be ready for it," he said. "I have to go now, I need to get back to the compound before Mystice wakes up. I took her back to the compound after finding her in her favorite hiding spot and put her right into bed." "Be careful Flame." "I always am friend, I always am," said Flame to Hook as he walked out of the training area. Mystice: The Making of a Slave Flame then took off and headed back to the compound. On his way back he tried to think of a way to tell Mystice that he was leaving the village and probably would not be returning. He knew that this was going to be hard to explain to her and that she would beg and plead with him for him to stay, but he knew that he couldn't, if he did he knew it would wind up in a confrontation between him and her father and that her father would be the one to die, not him. As he finally walked into the compound he was greeted by one of the younger guards under his command. "Sire, our Lord has been looking for you. He has told me to bring you to him once you have returned." "Very well then, take me to him." "Yes sire." Flame followed the younger guard down to the weapons storage area. This is the area where they stored all of the weapons and armor that was used to defend the village during attacks and times of war. This is where Seraphine was at. "My Lord, Sir Flame is back, I have brought him to you as you requested." "Very well, you may leave then." "Yes my lord," said the guard before turning to leave. "Where have you been at?" "Taking care of some personal business." "What kind of personal business." "Nothing that concerns you," said Flame. Seraphine said nothing to this affront, he just looked Flame over and then turned his back to Flame. I need you to go pick up a prisoner for me from the lockdown facility. I need you to bring me back the slaver that we caught a fortnight ago. I need to speak to him about something." "Why would you need to speak to that trash? What could he tell you that he hasn't already told the confessors." "The papers for his release are on the crate there, take them with you and go pick him up. You are then to return here with him and bring him to me in my study, is that clear," Seraphine said to Flame in a voice as hard as Adamantine. "Yes sir." "Then leave and go get him," Seraphine said. Flame thought to himself: "He is up to something, and I have a bad feeling that I will not like whatever it is," as he walked out of the room and went to get the prisoner. It took fifteen minutes for Flame to walk the distance from the compound to where the lockdown area was located. On his way there, he again began to think about how to tell Mystice about his leaving the village. He knew no matter how he told her though, he was going to have a hard time doing it. Flame finally walked up to the gates of the lockdown area and approached one of the elves standing guard. "I'm here to claim one of the prisoners." "Papers please." Flame produced the set of papers for the guard and hande3d them to him. "Here you are." The guard slowly looks the papers over, making sure that all the proper signatures are in place. After making sure that the papers are legitimate, the guard then hands the papers back over to Flame. "Wait here Sir Flame and I'll go get the prisoner for you," the guard said. "Very Well, then I'll wait right here," said Flame. It took the guard about ten minutes before he returned with the prisoner. When he did, he brought the prisoner over to Flame. The prisoner was a human male, about 5 foot 10 inches tall and about 165 pounds, he was chained u8p and in a pair of elven arm and leg shackles that prevented him from running of fighting effectively. "Here he is sir Flame. But why lord Seraphine would want to speak to this piece of inhuman trash I do not know." "Neither do I, but thank you for getting him for me friend." The walk back to the compound took twenty-five minutes instead of the fifteen that it had taken Flame to walk here. This was mostly due to the fact that the prisoner was bound at the ankles and that he had to walk at a slower pace than Flame. Once they reached the compound Flame took the prisoner and escorted him to the study of lord Seraphine. "My lord Seraphine, here is the prisoner that you requested me to get for you," Flame said in a very hard, and formal, tone of voice. Seraphine looked up from the book that he had been reading and looked over to where Flame and the prisoner stood. "Close the door and then bring him here," he said. Flame closed the door behind him and then took and escorted the prisoner over to the desk in front of lord Seraphine. "You may leave now Flame. I see no problem with my being alone with this person." "Very well sir, I will be outside the door. When you are done with the prisoner let me know and I will take him back to the lockdown area," said Flame who then turned, walked back to the door, opened it, and then closed it as he went through. During the conversation between Flame and Seraphine, the slavers eyes had been roaming around the room, looking for a weapon that he could use or another way for him to escape through other than the door that he had come through. But he saw that the room had no other entrances and only a few small windows around the room to let in some light. "Friend I have a proposition for you," said Seraphine. "If you are willing to tell me what I want to know then perhaps I can intervene on your behalf and possibly get you freed of your imprisonment. Are you interested?" The slaver looked at Seraphine, his interest now piqued. "I'm listening," he said. "I'll make it easy for you. I want to take and sell someone into slavery, who do you know that I could contact to do so?" "So, by offering to interven on me behalf you think'n I'd be crazy enough to rat on me friends eh?" "Oh no, you are mistaken my friend, I actually have someone who I DO want to sell into slavery." "And who would that be?" the man said. "It is a female with whom I am acquainted with. She needs to be taught a very hard lesson, one that she cannot be taught here." "And if I put you in touch with one of the people I know, then you will let me go?" he said. "I think I can get you freed if you can help me. But be warned human, you can never, ever, come back this way again. If you do you will be killed on sight." "I understand," he said. "I will have her delivered to your friend in nine days, tell him to make sure she is placed as some kind of sex slave or personal servant. Something very degrading." "Nay, my "Friend" as you call him, will show up to get her himself. He is a wizard of some power and can appear wherever he wants to. All you need do is make sure she is out when he comes to get her." "Very well then, I will make sure that she is unconscious on the ninth day from now. Have him show up around midnight or later. I'll be waiting with the girl for him when he arrives." Seraphine hands him a key and tells him to hold onto it until he hears the commotion on the ninth day from now, at that point he will be able to use it to get out of his cell and get away. He then calls Flame back into the room and has him take the prisoner back to the lockdown area. ************************************************** Eleint 9-16 Eight days pass without much else happening except for some rumors of a possible kidnapping attempt that may be made on one of the noble houses. The preparations for Mystice's coming of age ceremony are going according to plan and no one else is the wiser of what Seraphine has set up for his daughter Mystice. Something that no elf in their right mind would want to have happen to them. ************************************************** Eleint 17 The seventeenth day of Eleint arises with a light hint of cold traveling in the air, the leaves have lost some of their flaming red color and have started to take on a little bit of a rusty brown color as well. Most of the day goes normally for Flame and Mystice, although Flame does try to talk to Mystice several times during the day, it is hard for him to get some time alone with her so that he can tell her that he is going to be going away after tomorrow. The day passes and night finally starts to settle in Mystice is getting ready for bed when she hears a knock on the doorframe. When she turns to see who it is, she sees it's her father standing at the doorway with a flask of something and two beautifully made elven crystal goblets. "May I come in?" he asks Mystice. "Yes father," she says. Wondering why he is here now bearing drinks. "Tomorrow is the day that you become an adult Mystice. I thought we might sit and enjoy a drink before you went to bed." Her father being nice to her? This had Mystice completely confused, he had never done anything like this since she was a small child. "Ummm, sure father. What did you bring to drink, if I may ask?" "I brought an elven blue honey mist wine. Would you like to try some?" Mystice had heard of this wine from some of the other adults. It was an extremely rare and potent wine that had a smooth, fruity flavor to it. Unbeknownst to Mystice though, her father had already laced the bottle with a knockout poison that he had procured that would overcome her natural immunity to effects that would put her to sleep. Her father had already taken an antidote to counteract the poison so that he would be able to drink from the bottle without having to worry about being put to sleep. "Here have a glass," said her father. "Thank you father." One glass turned into two, then into three, by the time she had finished the third glass she was extremely groggy and almost asleep. After a few minutes had passed she was completely sound asleep. That is when the wizard appeared in the room with a soundless flash. "Are you the one who wanted to sell someone into slavery?" Seraphine took a good look at this wizard, he had long black hair, light gray eyes and looked to stand about 5 foot 10 inches tall. Not a very imposing sight, but then wizards did not need a lot of muscle to defend themselves. "I am," he said. "And just how much do you want for her." "300 gold pieces." "200 and not a copper more." "250 and we have a deal." "225, and if you push any further I'll turn you into dust and just take her for free." "Very well, 225 it is then." "Where is she then?" "Right there on the bed next to you." pointing to his sleeping daughter. The wizard takes out two set of chains and a metal collar with a metal loop near one side of the front that a chain could slide through. He locked the collar around Mystice's neck and then fastened the cuffs around her wrists, setting them with a solid click as the pins on the inside of the cuffs bit lightly into her soft, pale, flesh, just enough to make her mewl and squirm around a tiny bit. He then fitted a set of chains and cuffs around her ankles as well, they too had tiny pins in them as well. This was to keep Mystice from trying to run away if she awoke while she was being transported. The wizard then took out a small pouch and tossed it on the bed, inside of it was 22 Platinum pieces and 5 Gold Pieces. "Here is your payment," the wizard said. Seraphine picked up the pouch and looked into it, seeing the platinum and the gold. "Very well then, I believe our business is concluded here," Seraphine said to the wizard. The wizards then grabbed Mystice and lifted her effortlessly onto his shoulder. He then made several intricate gestures and then both he and Mystice vanished in a blinding flash of light. Her father then looked at the now vacant bed and said into the air: "Now you will learn child What it is like to be a real slave." ************************************************** Eleint 18 The 18Th day of Eleint came to be. And what should have been a very special, and great day, for Mystice turned out to be a monstrous, and hellish, nightmare. Here in the region of Calimshan set on The Shining Sea, is the metropolis of Calimport, where among spices, silks, and many other things for sale, the most vile of things, slaves, can be bought and sold; For a price that is. When Mystice awoke her arms hurt and she had her very first, and worst, hangover ever in her young life. When she tried to move around she found herself chained to a wall. The cuffs and short chain, along with the plate that they were attached to, looked to be made out of a dark and rough looking metal. The wall itself, looked to be at least a good foot thick, if not thicker. The air in the place that she was being held in was a bit stale and smelled of bodily fluids and waste. The smell was extremely powerful but not overpowering. As Mystice looked around the room she saw that it looked to be some kind of dungeon, or possibly some kind of torture chamber, as there were different types of items in the room, some of them looked to be used for causing much pain, such as a bed with four straps attached to two very large moveable wheels, one at each end of the bed which looked like they could be turned and tightened, stretching the person out and causing them great pain. There was also a thin cage that was in the room, from the looks of it, it hung as if by magic as there looked to be no chain from which it hung. The cage was empty now but it looked to be exceptionally small. She also noticed now that her senses were not as dulled, that she was in a metal cage possibly a prison cell or something. She also noticed about almost a dozen other cells were placed around the room as well, most of which had occupants in them. One of the cells had a young human male in it, he looked to be fairly strong but from her distance she couldn't see if he was breathing or not. The second cell which she saw across the room held a young human female, possibly not more than fifteen years old. She was fairly good looking but her face looked to be bruised at the moment, as if she had been hit and hit hard. She as well looked to be unconscious or dead. The third cell she saw was to her left of the young human female. It had a skeleton inside of it, possibly from a human or some other such creature she could not tell. As she looked to the left of her, she saw three more cells. Two of them were empty, one of them wasn't. The one that wasn't empty was cell number five. Inside of it was a fairly attractive human female with red hair, blue eyes, and a nice set of full, luscious, red lips. She also had a nice set of small round perky breasts which showed no sag at all. She then got to the row of three cells where she was confined. The one to the far left of her, cell number seven, was empty except for a skeleton of short stature which was still in shackles. Then there was the cell that she occupied, cell number eight. As she looked around at the cell she noticed that the cell bars looked to be made out of some type of bright metal. It probably wasn't silver, that would be too weak to hold someone effectively, especially if they escaped their bonds. More than likely it was Mithral, a much harder metal but not as hard as Adamantine. Now that she thought of it she looked at the cuffs, chains, and plate again, they were the right color for adamantine, and if they were made out of that metal then it would be impossible for her to break them on her own. The cell on the right of Mystice was occupied as well. Inside of it was another elven female similar to her, but only in that she was an elf, not in the color of her skin or the kind of elf that she was. This females hands had been bound so that she could not even move the individual fingers, whoever caught her must have perceived her as a major threat to do something like this to her. Mystice also noticed that they had placed a gag across her mouth as well so that she could not speak either. On the right wall were three more cells, two of which were occupied. The first cell, cell number ten was not occupied, but the two following it were, both had human females in them, one had normal flesh colored skin while the other had a dark chocolate colored skin. All of a sudden Mystice heard a creaking sound and swiveled her head in the direction of the sound. What she saw was a door over near the right set of cages open and two men step into the room. "Yes, oh yes, sir Dragloth, we have a decent selection of slaves for you to choose from today. We even have a sorceress for you as well if you would like," said the seedy little man. "Sorceress? No I don't think so. After a period of time trying to break her I would just have to cut her tongue out and then kill her." "Very well my lord, that is understandable. A sorceress can be a very dangerous opponent." This Dragloth that the man was talking to was a huge bull of a man, he towered over the other man by at least a foot or more that Mystice could see. He had a well cut and well kept beard on his face, it was a full beard with a mustache as well but it was kept neatly cut and groomed, his hair also looked also as if he took good care of it as well. It wasn't oily as most men's hair was, it was clean and looked to have been recently washed as well. He wore very nice clothing, not the kind a normal man would wear, but more like a noble would wear. He also had Steel gray eyes, the kind of eyes in which a woman could get lost, and could hold the attention of anyone at whom he was looking. Dragloth walked around the room looking at each of the "prisoners" checking to see which of them caught his eye. As he made his way around the room he caught sight of the pale elf in the cage on the wall to his right, he stopped and looked at her closely. She was unusual for an elf, her skin color was a pale white instead of a flesh tone. Her hair was a silvery-white color and fell down to her feet, her eyes were white and looked almost like new fallen snow, as there were a few tears in her eyes at that moment. Dragloth's eyes flowed down her body taking in everything. Although she was small, she was somewhat good looking. She had thin, lithe arms, but because she still had on her sleeping gown he was unable to see her wais or legs. "Take off her gown, I want to see her naked," said Dragloth. The seedy man went over to the door and called in two men, both of who had weapons. The weapons that they were holding were heavy crossbos and each were cocked and loaded. "One of you keep an aim on her, the other go in and cut off her gown, Lord Dragloth wants to see her undressed." Mystice started to brace herself for a fight, but then she suddenly felt something bite into her wrists and ankles. "OUCH, What the..." she said, the pain making her stop for a moment. Just then, the guard grabbed her by the wrist, making the pins in the wrist cuffs bite even deeper into her skin, drawing tiny trickles of blood and making her scream out "OWWWWW," for a second time. He then spun her around and pinned her to the wall, making it impossible for her to move. While still leaning against her, the guard pulled out a dagger and proceeded to cut the sleeves and sides of the gown. He then backed away, allowing the silky and diaphanous nightgown to slowly fall down her body and to the ground at her feet, as the gown began to fall off of her, Mystice used her hands to cover her breasts and crotch, the guard behind her grabbed her wrists and held her hands up high over her head, exposing all of her lithe, young, body; the pair of firm, young, breasts that sit proudly on her chest; the dark gray areolas and nipples that sit on those creamy white breasts; and the patch of silvery-white hair that sits between her legs. Dragloth looked Mystice up and down several times before speaking again. "Yes, very good, very good indeed. I think I'll take her," Dragloth said to the man. Have her delivered to my house in the upper part of the city will you." "Very well sir, I'll have that done within the hour." "YOU TWO, take her to the processing room." said the seedy man. The two guards grabbed Mystice and forcibly removed her from the cage hauling her down Mystice: The Making of a Slave to the "Processing Room" "LET GO OF ME," she screamed, as she kicked one opf the guards in the crotch causing him to go down to the ground groaning. "HA HA HA, I saw that coming from a mile away," Dragloth said as he laughed at the guard that went down due to her kick. "Perhaps you should have your guards trained a bit more, it looks like they could use it," he said as he looked at the seedy man. "I'll look into it," the seedy man said. As the first guard was going down Mystice's vision all of a sudden started to go black as the butt of the second guards crossbow hit the back of her head, sending her into unconsciousness. ************************************************** When next she awoke, Mystice had one hell of a lump on the back of her head, not to mention the hangover that she still had from the elven wine that her father had given her to drink. And now her stomach was rumbling, It could have been hours, possibly days, since she had last been fed, she did not know. "Ohhhh my head," she said, as she gently rubbed the peach pit sized lump on the back of her head. "Here, this should help with the pain a bit," said a light skinned female human with auburn hair, brown eyes, and nice features. "Thanks," said Mystice to the woman. What day is this if I may ask." "The 18th day of Eleint Why?" "So I am an adult as of today," said Mystice. "Congratulations then," the light skinned female said. "Have you had anything to eat recently?" the woman asked. "No," said Mystice in a wary tone. "Why do you ask?" "Well, if you are hungry then there is a food table over near the door. Oh and before you go trying to escape through The door, it's locked from the outside and is made out of solid Adamantine, Plus there are also two guards out there, each with a sword and a small shield," the woman told Mystice. "What is your name?" the woman asked Mystice. Mystice thought for a minute before answering "I guess telling her my name cannot hurt. It is Mystice, Mystice Moonshine." "Well Mystice, my name is Jessica van Attendorf, nice to meet you," she said. Mystice then went over and got herself some food, there was a large assortment of food on the table ranging from human to Halfling to dwarf, to elf. You name it and it was available for the women to eat. There were even numerous drinks for them as well, from Dwarven ale right down to Elven Wine. After making a plate for herself she sat down and finally took a look at her "prison". It was a very nice room, very large and spacious, capable of holding at least ten to fifteen women comfortably, twenty if you didn't mind it being a little bit cramped. Each of the beds were made of fine wood and were covered with the finest silk bed linens. There was a balcony that opened out onto a large garden-like area, but the balcony was almost thirty feet off of the ground, and there were guards that roamed the grounds below, making it impossible to escape. As she was eating the food that she had taken, the lock for the door turned and the door swung open. Into the room stepped four guards, all wearing Chainmail armor, two of which were carrying shields while the other two carried heavy crossbows. Into the room stepped a somewhat tall, well-built and muscular, man. He had green eyes and black hair and a nicely cut, and shaped, black beard. "Ladies, I am here for the new girl. Will two of you and the new girl please come with me," he said. "What is going on?" asked Mystice, a puzzled look on her face. "You are to be prepared for the master tonight," said Jessica. "What do you mean "prepared"?" asked Mystice. "You will be taken to one of the baths and me and one of the other girls will bathe you with scented soap and water, put perfume on you, and then you will be taken to the master for the night," she said, a look of sadness in her eyes. "Jessica, there is something that you're not telling me is there? Is something going to happen to me tonight?" A tear begins to form in Jessica's eyes, "Yes, something will happen to you tonight, and no matter how hard you fight it, it will happen." "Then what is going to happen to me?" asks Mystice. "He will take and have sex with you tonight." says Jessica. "Even if I say NO?" "Yes, even if you say no he will have his way with you." "And to think that my first time will be by force instead of by love." "So you are virginal then?" "Yes," She says, a little hint of a blush coming to her cheeks. "Normally Mystice love, even sex, is not something to be afraid of. But the way that Dragloth does it is not love, some of the women here in the harem have even gone so far as to say that it could be thought of as a kind of torture." Mystice looks at Jessica, "Why do you say: a kind of torture?" "Because Mystice, he does not just make love to you, he will stretch it out to the point where you will beg and scream at him to take you, and even then he may not do so. He is a vile, evil man. Many of us wish that we could kill him, but he so strong that it seems almost impossible to do so." Mystice's eyes harden, and a look of calm comes over her as she looks at Jessica. "I tell you this Jessica, he will have to kill me if he wants to take me tonight," she says. "Oh Mystice, he won't have to kill you to take you," says Jessica. "If he can get on top of you and get you under him, then he will be able to do whatever he wants with you." As Mystice and Jessica are talking two of the guards walk over and grab Mystice on each shoulder and begin pulling her towards the door. "LET GO OF ME," Screams Mystice, kicking out as the guards pull her on her ass towards the door. The guards do not respond to Mystice, they just keep pulling her towards the door. Using her elven agility, Mystice is able to free herself from the two guards rolling away from them and coming up behind. The two guards come over to grab her again and Mystice kicks hard into the crotch of one man who is able to dodge the blow by turning to one side, making Mystice's foot land on his thigh. The second guard kicks hard at Mystice, landing a blow to her shoulder causing her to go flying backwards into a table. "ENOUGH," screams the man. "Do you know what the master will do to you if she is hurt." he says. "Two of you girls help her up, you will then follow me and the guards to the bath house to help bathe her," he says in a stern tone. Jessica goes over to Mystice, along with a light haired, dark skinned female elf. Jessica and the dark skinned elf walk over and help Mystice to her feet, as Mystice stands up she notices that the dark skinned elf is a drow, one of the hated elves she has heard so much about from her elders. "Let's go," says the nam to the three women. The women walk on past the man and the four guards fall in around them theman wlaking directly in front of them, the guards with shields ard in front of the four women, while the two with crossbows are in the back. Jessica can see that there is a tension between Mystice and Ny'maria, she decides to break it by saying something to Mystice. "Did you know that Ny'maria is the first of the sex slaves that Dragloth bought Mystice? She has been here the longest of anyone." "That is partly true," said Ny'maria. "I have been here for ove 30 years now. But it was Dragloth's grandsire who purchased me, not Dragloth himself." "Quite," growled one of the guards as he pushed Ny'maria in the shoulder. "How would you like to wind up in the dungeon again friend? All I need do is tell Master Dragloth that you are abusing the harem women again and you won't walk out of there alive this time," she said. The guard went silent. The rest of the walk to the bathing room was fairly quite, once they reached the room the man stopped outside and said to the girls. "I will be back two hours from now, you have that amount of time to take and prepare her for the master." "There will be two guards stationed outside of this door, just in case the new girl should get the idea to try and escape." "Now please, head inside the room and get her prepared." Mystice, Jessiuca, and Ny'maria headed into the room. The room was a fairly large one with a large bath set into the center of the room. Set along the four walls of the room were small tables, each had certain items on them such as perfumes, oils, lotions, creams, Spices, and even a few fruits and vegetables as well along with a large flask of water and wine for drinking. The walls of the room were made out of fine marble and were done with gold and silver trim, the columns in the room were made out of solid granite, and there were many plants around the pool here in the bath area as well, many of which were exotic in nature. Over the next two hours Mystice was totally bathed, pampered, perfumed, oiled, and massaged as well. It was just as her massage was being finished that the man returned. "Is she ready yet." "Just a few more minutes and she will be ready," said Jessica. "Hurry her up then," he said. Jessica help Mystice stand up and helped her dry off the remaining oils that had been used in the massage. "I will see you when you get back to the harem later on tonight Mystice." "Not if he kills me. As I said, he will not have his way with me tonight. I promise that." Jessica takes Mystice face and cups it gently in one hand. "I'm afraid he will have his way with you dear no matter how hard you fight him." Jessica escorts Mystice to the doorway and the man and the four guards waiting there for her. "Here she is Mathias." "Very well Jessica. You and Ny'maria can head back to the harem anytime you want." The man took the point again as the guards formed up around Mystice. They then started walking towards the master suite, "so I get to meet this man now in person instead of from inside of a cage, but unfortunately it will be our first and last meeting," she thought. How wrong she was to be. ************************************************** In the more upscale part of the Metropolis of Calimport, stands a tall two story building made out of solid granite, with a large wall and guards that patrol the gates both day and night. On the second floor of this building, Dragloth has just finished taking a bath. He is now preparing himself for a night of pleasure, at least for him he thought, as an evilly wicked smile slowly began to spread across his rock hard, and well chiseled face. The only thing that actually mars Dragloth's almost perfect face is the scar that runs from the upper right side of his temple across the bridge of his nose, and ends at the top of the cheekbone, right below his left eye. A scar that he got fighting a Black Dragon who had been terrorizing the town he had been recuperating in. Once he finished toweling off the water that clung to his heavily scarred and rock hard body, he wrapped a towel around his waist, and exited the room. He then headed back to his bedroom and the woman that he knew would be waiting there for him. As Dragloth approached his room, he saw the servant standing next to the door, nervously awaiting his master's presence. "Is she ready for me?" Dragloth said to his servant Mathias. "Yes sire, she is ready. She has been bathed, perfumed, and is naked, just as you ordered," Mathias said. "Good, good." said Dragloth with a bit of an evil smile on his face. "I'm looking forward to having some fun with her tonight before I'm done." Mathias closed his eyes and said a silent prayer for the girl in Dragloth's room. Though he knew that his master meant sex, his idea of "fun" was to draw out the foreplay. Instead of making it pleasurable for the woman, he would torture her to the point that she would be screaming for him to take her, and even then he probably would not give her what she wanted, which was sexual release, until she was begging and pleading for it. "I am not to be disturbed while I am with her do you hear me?" "Yes sire." "Good, now leave me." Dragloth said as he turned to enter his room. "Very well sire." Dragloth then entered his bedroom. He was a bull of a man: He was both Physically and sexually impressive, standing 7 feet 11 inches tall with shoulder length dark brown hair and steel gray eyes. He was muscular, but not muscle-bound, his muscles were long and thick, like those of a seasoned fighter. His cock when full erect was a bit over 10 inches long and at least a good 6 inches in circumference. His balls were big, round, and heavy, almost the size of small nectarines. What most people did not know, was that Dragloth was not fully human. He had some draconic blood in him as well, which was why he was so tall and powerful, among other things. This draconic blood also gave him both a bit of a temper and a bit of an evil streak. When Dragloth entered the room Mystice was sitting on the bed, she noticed that all he wore now was a towel wrapped around him, covering him from his waist down to his knees. As he approached her she began to become a bit afraid of him, she could now see why the other girls were afraid of trying to confront him, he was powerfully built and looked to be as strong as a dragon. As he approached her she began to shrink back from him a bit, suddenly afraid of him. As she did, he smiled a wickedly evil and lopsided smile. "You and I, Mystice, are going to have some fun tonight." he said as he slowly undid the towel that he had wrapped around his waist, exposing to Mystice his almost fully erect cock and huge balls, and slowly climbing onto the bed. "Like hell we are," she spat at him, hitting him on the cheek right below the right eye. Dragloth looked at her as he wiped the spit off of his face and just smiled at her with a wickedly evil grin. Mystice tried to retreat from him. Escaping from him was impossible. Mystice knew this. As Mystice retreated from him, he reached out and grabbed her left ankle, the dark tanned skin of his hand wrapped around the pale skin of her ankle and made for a very shocking contrast, as Mystice's skin color was almost white. "GET OFF OF ME," she screamed as she tried to kick him in the crotch with her free leg. Even though she missed his crotch, she did hit his upper thigh. "Struggle all you want to child, it will bed of no use to you," Dragloth said, as he held onto Mystice's ankle and began to pull her towards him, his grip like a piece of iron. Mystice thought that if she kicked him with all of her might he just might let go of her, so she took perfect aim at his crotch and his fully erect prick and kicked for all she was worth. Her kick landed true, hitting him right on the shaft of his cock, but amazingly enough it barely seemed to faze him. "Ungh, good kick child," Dragloth said as he stopped pulling her forward for a moment, an evil smile on his face. "But not good enough." Dragloth then let go of her ankle and wrapped his huge hand around the top of her thigh. He then pulled her even closer to him. He then pounced on her, landing on her waist, trapping her underneath him, making it impossible for her to escape. "GET OFF OF ME, LET ME GO," Mystice screamed at him as she beat on the tops of his thighs with her small hands, trying to scratch at him as well, all this did was leave reddish scratch marks on the tops of his thighs, nothing more. It was as if his skin were as thick as leather or even Dragonhide. Once Dragloth had her under him, he then grabbed her right arm, then her left, bringing them together, pinning them. Next, he pushed her arms up and over her head, making her breasts stand up and out... even more prominently. He then began to gently move his one free hand up and down her arms, using just the tips of his fingers to get her body to become sexually aroused. "LEAVE ME ALONE," she screamed at him. Dragloth then started to lightly place kisses along the length of Mystice's arms as well, slowly bringing her more and more into an aroused state. Mystice continued to fight against this huge bull of a man with all of her strength, but with her arms pinned above her, and him sitting across her waist, she knew that she was completely and utterly trapped, and that there was no way out of this for her. He would have his way with her whether she wanted him to or not... Just as Jessica said. Dragloth then stopped caressing her arms and took his free hand and began to slowly caress her chest. He started caressing her along the inside part of her breasts, working from the inside down to the bottom part of the breast and then to the outside, all the time moving slowly, using just the tips of his fingers. He did this for a while, moving back and forth between one breast and the other. "QUIT TOUCHING ME," Mystice screamed at Dragloth, hating him for doing this to her. "I'LL KILL YOU FOR DOING THIS TO ME," Screamed Mystice. As Dragloth continued to play with her breasts and to arouse her body sexually. When he heard Mystice scream this at him he stopped playing with her breasts for a minute and placed his free hand around her throat. "No you won't child," Dragloth said to her as her had his hand around her throat, "If I wanted to, I could kill you right now, all I would have to do is close my hand, but then where would the fun be in that, and after all the money that I just paid for you, that would be a waste." Dragloth then went back to his "work" and remained silent as he continued to play with, and tease her breasts, he could start to see the reactions of her body as it started to become sexually aroused. Mystice continued to try fighting him but it was getting harder and harder for her do so, as what he was doing was now starting to have its desired effect on her... she was becoming sexually aroused. During this time he also began to place light and gentle kisses on her breasts as well, working from the bottom of her breasts to the tops of them, up towards her nipples. He also began a light sucking on her breasts as well, alternating between the kissing and sucking. As Dragloth continued to play with and kiss Mystice's breasts, Mystice could feel herself starting to become aroused. She could see that her nipples were starting to become distended and hard, like little pieces of dark gray rock. She could feel as her breasts started to become more sensitive, and she was having a hard time focusing her mind and trying to fight him off. "P-please l-let me go," she begged, still kicking. She knew that if she couldn't get out from under him soon, that he would have her at his mercy. Again Dragloth remained silent to her pleadings and continued to work on her body, trying to arouse her to the point of no return, where she would no longer be able to fight him and would only be looking for sexual satisfaction. "N-no p-please no don't do this," begged Mystice. Dragloth's light kissing and sucking was finally having its desired effect, she had started to become aroused and would not be able to fight him off for much longer, all he had to do was wait and let nature take its course. "No, n-nnooooohhhhhhh," Said Mystice., as her plea turned into a moan of pleasure. "Now I can release her arms," thought Dragloth. "She will not be able to fight me now, now that her body is aroused," he thought. Dragloth then let go of Mystice's wrists, releasing her arms, allowing her to fully use her arms which she did use to try to push him away from her even though it proved to be useless. Dragloth continued to play with Mystice's breasts, gently licking her breasts with the rough tip of his tongue, making her gasp out loud and then moan out in pleasure. He progressed towards the nipples on top of her firm, young, mounds. Using his hands, he began to start slowly squeezing and kneading her breasts in his huge, yet gentle hands, making her gasp out loud again. Mystice: The Making of a Slave "Ooooohhhhhhhh, p-please, please stop this, I beg you," Mystice said to Dragloth, wishing that there was some way for her to be able to fight the feelings and sensations that were raging through her body, making her unable to fight him off. Dragloth continued his methodical assault on Mystice's body, making her respond in ways that it had never responded before, causing her to lose all control of herself and her senses. He knew that this was only the beginning. Mystice then began to sob and then start crying out loud, ashamed that she wasn't able to control herself, ashamed that he was able to make her body do and feel these thing, and that she was actually beginning to enjoy these feelings and sensations as well. Dragloth smiled his wicked, evil, smile, he knew that she was fighting herself and that her body was finally winning the fight over her mind. He knew that it was only a matter of time before she started begging him to fuck her. Then the final signs of her losing the battle with her body finally showed, her arms slowly wrapped around him and she began to caress his hair and run her hands up and down his muscular but scarred body, moaning out loud as he played with and stimulated her already sensitive breasts. After playing with her breasts for a little while longer, Dragloth then started to slowly kiss his way down her body, planting light, moist, kisses all the way down to her navel, where he stopped and concentrated on placing kisses around it for a minute before he continued on down the rest of her body, placing kisses first on one leg and then the other, alternating between the two, once he reached her feet he then started placing alternating kisses along the insides of her legs, kissing his way up towards her open and virginal pussy. "P-please s-stop, I-I'm begging y-you," pleaded Mystice, knowing that she couldn't hold out much longer before she completely lost the battle with her body. Dragloth stopped his kissing for just a few seconds, just long enough for him to speak to Mystice and say: "Now why would I do that when you are about to break my dear." Dragloth then went back to his kissing, getting closer and closer to her awaiting treasure. Another dozen or so kisses and he was there, he was now facing her exposed pussy, a pussy that had never been touched by man nor woman, except for her mother and father when they changed her as a baby. Now Dragloth would have his way with this pussy, still not knowing that she was a virgin and that he would be the first to enter her and make her into a woman. "P-please d-don't do this I beg... gasp!" Pleaded Mystice, stopping in mid-sentence as Dragloth finally touched the tip of his tongue to the outer lips of her virgin pussy, causing her to gasp out loud at the new sensation that shot through her body. When Mystice gasped at the touch of Dragloth's tongue to her outer pussy lips, it made him smile a bit, it was an evil smile but it was a smile none the less. Dragloth worked on her pussy for a long time, licking, kissing and sucking it, working Mystice into a frenzy of lust and desire until she could no longer control herself. "OH GOD, PLEASE FUCK ME!" she screamed. trying to use her hands to pull this huge bull of a man up onto her and get him to fuck her. But it was no use, she wasn't strong enough to do so. He then slid his middle finger into her wet and excited pussy, he began to tongue and gently suck on her clit, making her gasp and then scream out loud, arching her back and then falling flat onto her back as a huge orgasm exploded through her like a volcano had gone off inside of her. Dragloth looked at her as she went through her orgasm wondering why she had come so easily. It slowly dawned on him that perhaps the reason for it was that she was a virgin, if so, he knew how to find out quickly, by fucking her. He let her come down from her very first orgasm ever, and as she was recovering he positioned himself in-between her splayed open legs, and began again to play with her pussy, making good and sure that she was wet for when he entered her. He then took and positioned himself between her legs and then grabbed them and bent them back towards her, opening up her pussy to his now imminent assault on her defenseless and virgin pussy. He then positioned his cock above the entrance to her pussy, slowly pressing against it until the head finally popped inside, the lips closing around this huge invading monster. He then started to push further and further in until he came to, and pressed up against her hymen. Once Dragloth started to enter her, Mystice's eyes widened and she gasped out loud from having her virgin pussy stretched by such a monstrous cock. How the thing fit into her she didn't know but it was inside her, even if it was only a few inches of the entire monstrous thing. When Dragloth touched the tip of his Monstrous cock against her hymen, he knew that she actually was a virgin which is why she came so easily the first time. "The first time is always the most painful child, mostly because of the tearing of that piece of flesh that the head of my dick is up against right now. But once it is gone, then it will only get much better," Dragloth said to her. Mystice said to Dragloth: "Why are you doing this to meeeeeeeeee!" screaming out in pain as he slammed into, and tore through her virginity, taking it in one massive and destructive stroke. Dragloth pulled back and then thrust forward, taking Mystice's virginity, burying himself to the base within her wet and now open pussy. He stayed that way for several minutes, allowing her time to recover and adjust to having his monstrously huge cock buried deep within her, the tip of his cock planted firmly against Mystice's now open womb, which he was ready and willing to fill with his seed. Mystice cried for almost a good two minutes before realizing that Dragloth had still not moved from being buried deep inside of her, apparently he was giving her time to adjust to having him buried deep within her. After a few minutes of not moving, Dragloth slowly began to pull out of Mystice, he could see a mixture of both her juices and blood now coated almost the entire length of his huge cock. He pulled out until only the head of it was still embedded within her no longer virgin pussy, making her gasp at the feeling of it being removed, making Dragloth smile a bit. Mystice gasped as Dragloth pulled out of her, withdrawing his cock until only the head remained within her. He then slowly pushed it back in, making her moan out loud at the feeling of having her pussy filled with that huge invading monster once again. Dragloth did this a few more times before starting to pick up the pace and begin to fuck her a bit more vigorously. "Oh god, fuck me, Yesssss. FUCK ME, MAKE ME CUM," she screamed, as he fucked into her harder and harder. "Yess, oh Yesss, I'm so close to Cumming. fuck MEEEE!" she screamed, her body so close to coming that she could hardly control herself. "YES Mystice I'm close to coming as well myself," Dragloth said, aware that his balls had begun to tighten up and that his strokes were becoming shorter and shorter. "OH GOD DRAGLOTH, I'm almost... I'm almost... OH GOD YESSSSS... said Mystice as she began to climax, her pussy contracting and loosening around Dragloth's huge cock, sending him off into his own climax. "BY TIAMAT, I'M CUMMMMING..." He roared, as he shoved his cock right to the depths of her pussy, placing it up against her womb, filling her full of his seed and making this once virgin female elf into a pregnant female elf. After coming, both Dragloth and Mystice passed out and fell asleep. ************************************************** When Mystice awoke she awoke with a start and a small gasp, she didn't know where she was at, but after slowly looking around it dawned on her that she was back in the harem and she was lying on a bed covered by a set of silk sheets. At this point the recent memories of what had happened to her came back to her, she covered her face and began to weep. Mystice could feel someone place an arm around her and she continued to cry for almost an hour, the person just holding her and letting her cry. Mystice finally looked up to see who it was who had been holding onto her, it was Ny'maria. "Mathias brought you back about an hour ago. You were unconscious when he brought you back so me and Jessica put you in a bed and covered you up. We also took the time to clean you up and make sure you were not still bleeding." "W-will this happen again?" "Unfortunately yes, it will. Now that he has bought you, he has the right to do to you whatever he wants. And he could call upon you as soon as tomorrow." "I-I don't think I could handle another night like tonight," Mystice said in a voice trembling with fear. "Don't worry about anything more tonight Mystice, just get some rest, you'll need it. Besides, tomorrow is another day," says Ny'maria as she walks back over to her bed and lays down.