The Initiation…
It was a dark, sinister night but that did not bother the female Drow strolling down the lanes of the Black Markets, an infamous roaming organization dealing in illegal goods and contraband. She wore two outfits, one on top of the other. Her upper clothing was a raven black tuxedo with red trims, looking elegant as she always tried to do. Her undergarment was a body corset, crimson red in color with black and purple straps crisscrossing the front and back of her body. It looped under her and covered her privet areas fairly well, but it didn’t hide the fact that she called for attention to her perfect form. Even with the tuxedo covering her body, it still pushed her body out.
She walked down the lanes that were occupied by the Black Markets; the streets blocked off as a false crash happened somewhere down them. She pulled out a roll of bills, counting them out to get the correct amount. She was a slave owner, and that was all that interested her in this desolate marketplace. She preordered two special slaves, one a Naga species and the other also an Elven-kind like her self. The male selling them stood only two foot four inches tall, a sadistic, twisted Dwarf. “AH! Miss Avrilia missed ya las’ ‘ime ‘round, we did.” He said his voice deep and heavy.
“Yes, I was busy with things. Couldn’t come down to see your shipment, but I am glad you could grab these two for my special tastes this time.” The female Drow said, pulling the money out and handing it to the Dwarf. He smiled, knowing she wouldn’t trick him, and even if she did he wouldn’t cross her. She was a very dangerous woman, and had many contacts, no one in the underground wanted to cross her. She looked at the two beings being brought to her and grinned wide. Both were females, and seemed well feed enough for slaves, and were recently captured so little bruises.
The Naga had the pattern of a krait snake, black then yellow stripes running down her body. Her hands were bound by reinforced handcuffs, keeping them just far enough from each other to prevent her from tampering with the bindings, but long enough to do anything else. She had on an Elizabethan collar, which covered her muzzle and hooked onto her slave collar. She had on only a shirt but was long enough to cover her entire torso, nothing else.
The Elven female had a slight brown hue to her skin tone, being a Wood Elf. Her hair was a natural leaf green and her eyes a shimmering aqua blue. She wore a worn t-shirt and a pair of short-shorts, resting just half way down her thighs. She had on a matching collar as the Naga, aside from the muzzle. Her hands and ankles were bound, making it weird to walk, and unable to do much with her hands as well.
Karolyn looked at the two and grabbed the leashes hooked to their collars and started to walk off with them. “You will do well to follow me and obey my orders, if you know what is good for your health.” She warned as the Naga tried to stay put. The Naga looked to the Elf her had started to walk already, seeming to be completely broken. She sighed and started to slither behind the Drow-woman, not wanting to start on a bad note.
It took a small while to get to her limo, and a little longer than that to get to her mansion. She was outside the edge of the jurisdiction of any law enforcement, and so could not be touched by them, and freely owned her slaves. Her house seemed to be an embodiment of evil and sadism. The clouds seemed to darken when casting over her home. Even the creatures of the night seemed to avoid it, but no feeling of safety was felt when here.
She walked out of the vehicle and headed to her home, pulling the two slaves behind her. She walked through the house; many humans, elves, dwarves, and many, many other beings doing labor around her house. She opened a door, stairs leading down into a very dark room, darker than the out doors around the building. “Welcome to your room. You will live in here and never see the light of day. Have fun my pets. I’ll be down later to brief you with a,” she paused as if looking for the right word, “hard-course in what you are going to be to me.” She said with a chuckle and she had the two of them rushed down the stairs. She was brief with them indeed, but they would be surprised to see what happened to them next as they washed up in the shower stale built into the room.
They had plenty of things to keep them clean and mostly comfortable, or as comfortable as a slave could get these days. The Naga had gone first, and was mostly washed now, only needing to dry off now. The Elf followed in after and when she was finished she wrapped her self in the towel that was left for her. They eventually dried off, and then sat on the beds, waiting. The room was practically empty, but the beds seemed comfortable enough. It had one shower stall, two beds for either slave but was big enough for a full two humanoids, a dresser with eight draws down it, four on each side. It of course had door leading to a sink and toilet, so it seemed this Mistress, despite how feared and sinister she was looked as, did care about these two particular slaves. They had no clean clothing in the drawers as of right now, so they had to sit in their towels, awaiting their Mistress’ return, if that would ever be that night. The strangest thing was the other two doors leading to some unknown rooms.
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It was a good half an hour to an hour before their Mistress came walking down the stairs. She was in her fully body corset, a pair of thigh-highs, and fish net gloves and stockings. Her hair was pulled up into a tight bun on the back of her head, and she had a nice long whip rolled up on her side. “So, who wishes to be initiated to my fold first?” She asked with a wide grin on her face. The two female slaves looked back and forth at each other with curiosity. What was this woman meaning? What initiation did they have to go through?
Eventually Karolyn went up to the Naga and grabbed her wrist. “Let us do you first. I haven’t had me a nice Scaly in a long while.” She stated, pulling the legless being to one of the doors they had no clue lead to. As she opened the door the Naga looked with wide eyes, as if they could close or open more. The room had all assortments of things, sexually BDSM related things. Karolyn forced the Naga into the room and closed the door behind them, locking it fast. The Elven female ran to the door to see what the commotion was about, but was too late. The Naga moved away from the latex clad woman and got ready to strike, taking a position nationally known as a very defensive fighting style unique to certain Naga only.
“Ah…you’re trained then? I am oh so glad, it would have been bored if not.” She said, walking to the Naga with no sign of fear on her. The Naga launched one of her claws like lightning, and was grabbed by the Drow with ease. The next moment the Naga was in an arm lock, her arm pulled behind her. This position would hurt most armed being, but Nagas had multiple ‘joints’ in their arms, making them much like their torso so it had no affect on the slithering woman. The slave quickly reached her other hand to grab the Drow’s head, but was snatched from the air and a clink of chains was heard. The Naga’s arms were bound behind her back, one reaching over the other reaching under. “You sssstupid, Drow?” She asked, her voice much like an actual snake that could utter common-tongue words. “No, I’m not, you are though.” The Mistress said, clicking a button as the Naga was then pulled back to a device on the wall, her towel having fallen off to expose her body now. “For trying to harm your owner.” She continued, and then walked up to the bound slave. “Now I am going to show you what the initiation is going to be.” She said with a wide grin on her face once more.
The lower part of her corset started to ‘grow’ a bulge now, it expanding up to her belly and pushed the fabric out to imitate the idea that she may have been a male if not for the d-cup breasts held up in the corset. “Have you ever seen a woman who could repopulate a world all on her own, no matter who she is with or with out?” She asked, standing directly in front of the snake-woman, whose tail was now clamped and held to the ground, her arms spread above her as well. Karolyn leaned up to the Scaly’s body and started to grope her breast, pressing her lips around the nipple of her right one. The Naga let out a soft sigh but squirmed to try and get out of her grasp. “You are trying to say no, but I think your subconscious betrays your conscious thoughts.” The sadistic Drow said, reaching her hand and pushed to fingers into her hole, a wet, squishing sound heard perfectly clear to the two of them.
“See how wet your pussy is? I think I don’t need to fondle you any more to have slick entrance.” She said, taking a single step back now. She reached down and undid some laces, letting loose the bottom of her corset that dropped free and revealed one of the strangest sights this Naga has seen in her life. What had came free was a perfect set of balls and a dick, but what made it stranger was the fact she had a visible vagina as well, also soaking wet. “Prepare your self, but I’m sure you’re not prepared either way.” She said, sliding her cock between the female’s folds, precum mixing with her feminine juices. “P-pleasssse.” She pleaded just before the ten inch long, seven inch wide shaft was plummeted deep into her hole, blood rolling down her cock faster than an open wound. The Naga let out high pitched scream, obviously finally loosing her innocence to such a brutal woman. “OH! FUCK! SO DAMN TIGHT!” The Drow blared out, grabbing the Naga’s sides, clenching tight as her cock was pushed in more and more into the tiny hole.
Blood mixed in with love creams, Karolyn’s cock throbbing fast and hard, begging to release. “I’m about to cum already! Damn woman, you got me faster than any slave before you!” She cried out, the Naga shaking her head. “No, pleassse! Not in me!” She continued to plead, her body tensing up as the Drow pulled in and out of her, causing pain to run up and down her body now, not use to any of this. Karolyn pushed one more time, her sac slapping into the Naga’s scales and her thigh pressed directly on the other’s body as a gushing load of seed was pumped into her, filling her up and rolling down Karolyn’s cock, legs and the slave’s tail. The Naga’s stomach literally started to bulge up from being filled with so much sperm, and then the Drow finally pulled out but stood with a rock hard cock. “Oh, I’m not done.” She said, running her hands up and down the half-monster of a dick.
She aimed it up at the Naga, standing back a step or two now. After only a few pumps on the shaft she closed her eyes and started to literally hose her snake down with her white male creams. It splashed onto her chest, covering her breasts and running down slowly, went between her cleavage and around her neck. The Slave could swear she felt it running over her shoulders and down her back as more and more was loaded onto her body, turning it from yellow and black to a mixture with white, as if she was naturally three colors. A good two gallons was poured into her womb and on her body each, turning her into a cum-bucket as you could look at every inch of her body and see a good normal human’s load of sperm on her, in actual words not just figuratively.
Karolyn sighed softly as the Naga hung there, covered in sperm and more than likely failing the internal fight to prevent her from being pregnant. Karolyn smiled at her new slave, patting the other’s cheek softly. “You will be pregnant with about five of my children now, but no worries. Drow children take a shorter period of time, much like a Naga’s own. So I’m going to raise a nice nest of Drow-Naga half breeds within the next four months. Don’t fret my cum-bucket of a slave; we can have all the fun with each other the whole time. If not, I can still have my Elven priestess instead.” She said, her cock slowly going limp. “I’m going to have her do so much for me, you’ll be surprised next time we have one of these sessions. One of my other slaves will be down to pull you off and give you a better bath.” She said, walking out of the room and left the Naga to soak in the magic of her seed.
She came back out, having fixed her corset to hide her surprise from the Elf who sat patiently on the bed now. “I know what you are going to do to me, Drow.” Said the Wood Elf, “and I am ready for what ever you are going to.” She finished and glanced at the dark Elf. “Oh do you? Will, first of all, I need to fix you up so what I ask of you will not kill you.” The Drow informed with her signature smirk on her face. “Over the bed, and rid your self of the towel.” She ordered. The Wood Elf stood up and tossed the towel, her eyes closed still. She stood at the end of the bed, her back to the rest of the room. She had on a pendent to her deity still on as well.
Karolyn came up to her and pushed her upper half over. The Elf put her hands on the bed, looking almost like she was standing on all fours, ready for some doggy style. Karolyn was getting hard once more, her cock bouncing to life as her pussy started to get wet, seeing the other eternally virgin pussy. Elves healed rapidly, so one night they loose their virginity, they can experience that feeling the next night, and this Priestess went through a life of sexual celibacy. Her pussy was soaked already as Karolyn’s cock was prodded at the entrance. “Oh, I can’t wait!” Karolyn blurted out as she grabbed the Priestess’ hips, pulling her back as she went forward. The Wood Elf yelled out in pain, nearly fainting from so much pain, blood rolling out of her as well.
Karolyn was brutal with the Elf, pulling her all the way down her shaft and ripping her virgin pussy wider than it should have gone. The Elven started to black out, but the Drow tapped a finger on her and energized her to keep her awake now. “No sleepy time for you, you have to stay awake for all of this!” She said, pulling the half-broken she-Elf up and down her large shaft. “Oh, fuck! Your hole is so damned tight!” She moaned out the words, feeling her throbbing faster and harder inside the other woman who wished she could ignore the pain. Karolyn continued to thrash in and out of the other, pushing deep in once more as her ridiculous load deep into the other’s womb. Karolyn moaned out but continued to pump in and out of the Elf, her creams moving like an engine inside the female now. It only took about five more pumps and more seed was blasted into her, four gallons filling her womb and making its way backwards in her body now. She started to foam at the mouth as the cream pooled into her stomach.
Karolyn pulled out and started to pump her cock, spurting a third load out onto the female. The Drow had brewed a special potion for her self. It would go into her body, and then find its way into her balls to fuse with her semen. It gave it special properties, such as addiction through pure contact to it, but the side effect was that she had to get rid of her load by cumming, and made her addicted to fucking anything with a sexual hole. Karolyn busted the third load all over the priestess, but magically powerful beings needed more than the normal ‘dosage’ of her sperm to become addicted to it, and Karolyn was more than obliged to help with that. Karolyn pulled the Elf back up, but instead of pressing to her first hole, she pressed it between her ass cheeks and started to hot dog the Elf, who was completely limp now. Karolyn gasped as she neared her climax and pushed up, pointing her cock into the air was her fourth gallon of cum spurted out all over the Elf once more.
She then dropped the female and sighed, her cock going limp once more. “Alright, I’ll be back when you have rested enough. You might not be able to walk for the rest of the night, so make your self comfy right there.” Karolyn said, walking out. One of the other slaves had walked in, heading to the Naga now, with a stretcher and a damp cloth. In a few moments, the Naga was being dragged off to the tub and pulled into it. The slave turned the faucet on and instead of water, more of Karolyn’s sperm spewed out of it into the tub. The Naga sighed softly, feeling the warm liquid touch her. She soon opened her eyes and gasped, freaking out and trying to get out of the tub now, but felt compelled to stay in the seed, slowing down and then sulking back into the tub.
The Elf looked over and saw this sight, sighing softly as she did. “The Drow must have put something in her semen. Such a pathetic women, that Drow.” She said with a shake of her head. She laid her head down and started to doze off. The Naga lavished in the cream, the addiction getting a grasp of her mind real fast now and controlling her to want to even drink the bath up. The Slave smirked as she saw the tongue lapping down at the sperm. The rest of the night, their Mistress would leave them alone to sleep and bath.