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Proud No More	By : Red_Anticius Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 61800 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 10: Sunreaver Onslaught

            After two weeks of magic-enhanced sex, there was a change to Vereesa’s routine. One morning, instead of the usual crowd of Sunreavers that came to lust shock her body into submission, archmage Aethas Sunreaver himself showed up before her.

            “Do you still insist on defying me, Windrunner?”

            “By the Light Aethas, have you and your people truly gone mad?” asked the Ranger-General. She still had fight left in her, but would be remiss not to try reasoning with her jailer. “This is far worse than anything Kael’thas ever did! How can you forsake the honor of our shared heritage with this debauchery? We are a noble and virtuous race, Aethas! High elf and blood elf, both. But you are perverting the dignity and tarnishing the legacy of--”

            *ZZZZZZZZAAAPPPP!*

            “HHHHYYYAAAAAAAAAHH!!”

            Callously interrupting her earnest petition, Aethas lust shocked her clitoris for a full minute straight. Unlike the other Sunreavers, and even Blood Princess Thal’ena, the archmage had perfected the spell to the highest level. The orgasms he elicited were particularly powerful and vigorous. The huntress’ speech ended prematurely in a gushing, multi-orgasmic display of the dominance the blood elf held over her.

            Not seeing the need for further discussion, Aethas snapped his fingers and the magic bindings holding Vereesa’s left ankle raised her leg up straight and parallel to her body, causing her to support her weight entirely on her right leg. A less limber person would have been in a lot of pain in this position, but fortunately the high elf was very flexible. Aethas then waved his hands and his robes disappeared into thin air, revealing his hard cock. Without further ceremony, the archmage positioned his member at the huntress’ entrance and thrust in.

            “Hnnnggh!”

            With Vereesa’s pussy already so wet from the multiple orgasms that she was just subjected to, Aethas was able to pump into her at a rapid rate, his respectable size sliding in easily with all the excess lubrication.

            “Uhhn! Uhhn! Hahh! Uhhn! Ohhh!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Uhhnnnggghh!”

            Aethas fucked her like a machine, using magic to enhance his stamina and sustain his vitality. The huntress’ supermodel body seemed almost like it was made for sex. All that Farstrider training made her the ideal fuck toy. Even after weeks of rape, her ranger pussy, though tired, still gripped Aethas like a vice.

            “Ungh! Ungh! You bastard! Uhhn!”

            Aethas would occasionally lust shock the high elf to induce her pussy into intense convulsions that milked his cock obsequiously. This had the added benefit of keeping the huntress on edge, always fearful of when he might next jolt her into orgasm.

            “I’ll kill you for--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Nnnggaahhh!”

            After a while, Aethas had the mana bindings rearrange her again and put her on her hands and knees in a doggystyle position. Like this, the archmage entered her defenseless asshole from behind and sheathed himself deep within her bowels.

            “Uhhhhh! J-Just stop already!”

            The warmth of the huntress’ ass presented a new but equally gratifying experience to her rapist. Unable to break free from her restraints, Vereesa could only grit her teeth and endure the anal pillaging Aethas subjected her to.

            “Gah! Uhhh! Uggh! Ohhh!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

            Each time she came, the beautiful huntress’ thighs quaked, her toes curled, and her porcelain skin flushed. A new wave of sweat would break out over her laboring body that reflected the eerie blue and purple lighting of the hold. Over time, her insults and threats gradually gave way entirely to breathy moans of pleasure.

            For over three hours, Aethas worked her body over in varying positions, lust shocking her regularly and giving her no opportunity to rest. By now, the once mighty huntress was a barely standing, quivering mess of sensitive flesh and nerves. She hung limply in her bindings, surrounded by a pool of her own secretions.

            “Understand that my patience has its limits, Windrunner. I ask you again, do you submit to me?” Aethas asked.

            “Fuck… You...” the exhausted but rebellious high elf replied.

            “Very well. I did not want to bring them into this, but I no longer have the time nor the inclination to continue playing this game. You will submit to me, or your dear children will pay for your petty bravado,” said the archmage. He conjured up a small scrying orb on a stand and placed it front of Vereesa. The high elf gasped in shock and horror when she looked upon its surface.

            “It can’t be!”

            Within the scrying orb was an image of Giramar and Galadin, Vereesa’s twin sons, apparently locked in one of the cells of Violet Hold. They were sitting on a cot, talking to each other. On one end of their cell, an arcane golem watched over them ominously.

            “Where are they?! What have you done with my children!?”

            “They are safe, Vereesa, although for how long depends entirely on you. After you abandoned them in Stormwind to go traipsing off after your boy king, I had one of my spies find them and bring them here. They are well fed and taken care of, if a little bored. And as a courtesy, I’ve even kept them in a hidden cell, far from the main hall, to spare them the humiliation of seeing their mother’s abasement. You should thank me. With the war and the Alliance almost over, it is far safer in the Violet Hold than Stormwind these days,” explained the blood elf.

            “How dare you monster!? If you do anything to harm them, I will ensure you--!”

            *ZZZAAAAAAPP!*

            “Hhyyyyaaaaahhhhhhh!”

            The powerful lust shock instantly shut the huntress up, sapping her of strength and causing her to sag in her restraints again as her essence leaked ignobly from her sex.

            “If YOU do anything other than completely submit to me and obey my every command, that arcane Golem will end the one good thing you still have left on Azeroth,” threatened Aethas darkly. “I will no longer entertain any insolence. You will recognize your place as my fuck slave and behave as such, or it is your children that will suffer. Do I make myself clear?”

            Vereesa paused a moment to reflect. To be honest, she had been near her breaking point already anyway. Other than for the sake of her own pride, there was never any real purpose to her defiance thus far. Now that her children were at risk, the only logical thing to do was to surrender to Aethas, at least for now. She almost felt relieved at that realization.

            “I… I surrender Aethas. Please, just don’t hurt them. I beg you,” Vereesa said quietly.

            “As I said, that depends on your performance. So far, it has been quite lacking.”

            “M… My lord, I sincerely apologize for my insubordination these last few weeks. I understand now the difference in our power. Please my lord, leave my children be. I will be your willing and obedient fuck slave. My lusty body is yours to do with as you wish. Please use my sinful cunt to sate your desires. Indulge in the warmth and tightness of my ass. I am yours to command, my lord,” said the defeated huntress convincingly.

            “It seems you finally understand your place,” said Aethas. With the scrying orb still in full view of both of them, the archmage dispelled the mana bindings still holding Vereesa up. The instant they disappeared, the huntress knee’s buckled and she fell to the floor. She winced as she rubbed her wrists and ankles, but was glad to finally be free of the restraints, despite the circumstances.

            “Thank you my lord,” she said. “What do you wish of me?”

            “Prove your newfound obedience, slave. Give us a show of your own volition. Cum for us,” Aethas ordered.

            “Y… Yes, my lord.”

            Disgusted at what she was about to do, but knowing it was for the sake of her beloved children, the huntress sat up, spread her thighs, and planted her feet wide apart. She used one hand to spread her lips for the viewing pleasure of her new master. Then, after a slight pause, the noble heiress to the house of Windrunner used the other hand to diddle herself in front of her nemesis.

            “There is no more need to hide your pleasure, slave. Tell us all how you feel,” commanded the archmage. “I will be able to tell if you’re lying.”

            “Ahhh! Yes, my lord. M-My pussy is still sensitive from… From before. I- Oooh! I’m already close to c-cumming, if you’ll allow it. Huhhh!”

            “Look me in my eyes as you do it, slave.”

            “Y-yes, my lord. Hahhh! Ohhh! I-I’m cum-cumming! Ahhhhhh!”

            The disgraced high elf’s legs jerked and toes pointed. She gyrated her hips through the waves of orgasmic pleasure she was forced to bring upon her well-fucked body. Her thighs shuddered and her pussy quivered. Through the entire orgasm, the moaning, twitching huntress made herself lock eyes with her master. They both realized that doing so cemented her submission to the blood elf.

            “Hah… Hah… I hope that was to your satisfaction, my lord,” Vereesa panted.

            “A passable effort, slave,” Aethas responded. “Now do it again.”

            “Yes, my lord,” Vereesa said, as she went about the task once more. In this way, she was ordered to masturbate herself to a dozen orgasms for the Sunreavers’ viewing pleasure. To add to her humiliation, she was ordered to describe in detail how she felt throughout the process. She shamefully narrated how wet her cunt was, how sensitive her clit was, and how she could feel her asshole twitching frenetically like a whore’s.

            “Tell us, slave, where did you like getting lust shocked the most? I understand this was a point of much debate among my students,” Aethas asked mockingly as the huntress continued to frig herself on the floor in front of him.

            “Ahhh! The clitoral shocks were the most intense sir. Oooh! The g-spot shocks gave me the deepest, most full-body experiences. Hahhh! But getting shocked in the ass triggered my favorite orgasms, my lor- Ahhhhhhh!” she said as she came again.

            “I see,” Aethas mused. “And tell us, after so many weeks of fucking, how has your body held up?”

            “Hah… M-My pussy has been perpetually flooded with arousal thanks to the spells of your students. And my ass has received more training in the last two weeks than it ever has before.”

            “Has the training been effective?”

            “My pussy lips and asshole are weak and loose from the constant fucking, my lord,” the embarrassed huntress replied truthfully. “But if given a chance to recover-- Hahhh! I know my holes will be tighter and meet your expectations. I feel sore all over, but my clit is especially sensitive. Even now, just touching it softly is too intense.”

            “Is that so? In that case, I order you to pinch yourself there as hard as you can. Don’t try to go easy on yourself, slave. Remember what’s at stake.”

            “V-very well, my master,” Vereesa replied fearfully. Bracing herself for the excruciating stimulation, the huntress pinched her tender clitoris.

            “Hyyyyaaaaaaahhhh!”

            Vereesa jackknifed off the floor, her back arching violently, thrusting her large breasts into the air. The experience caused her to see stars and nearly made her faint.

            “Your obedience is improving,” praised Aethas.

            “Hahh… Thank you my lord. My body is yours to command.”

            “We shall see. Continue fingering yourself, but this time, you are not to cum until I say so.”

            “Yes, my lord,” Vereesa said as her fingers penetrated herself again. As she did, Aethas approached her and placed his member against her soft lips. Knowing what was expected, the huntress allowed her tormenter’s tool to enter the welcoming embrace of her mouth. The huntress was squatting on her toes with her thighs spread wide and one hand servicing herself while the other massaged the archmage’s balls. She expertly worked her mouth back and forth on the length of Athas’ cock, each time taking him deep down her throat, then swirling her tongue around the head of his cock on the way out. Hoping to finally put an end to this, she pulled out every trick she knew. Her head was a blur as it bobbed upon the blood elf’s dick. Undistinguished slurping sounds echoed throughout the hold as Vereesa Windrunner provided exceptional head.

            While her efforts would have ordinarily coaxed her partner to completion in short order, Aethas’ magically amplified stamina allowed him to enjoy her diligent labors without culminating until he wanted to. And so, he continued to have her suck him off for another hour. Skilled as she was, Vereesa’s jaw grew sore and her tongue became tired from the endless blowjob. But ever fearful for her children’s safety, she struggled to maintain her enthusiasm and technique.

            What was more concerning was the fact that she had been pleasuring her flower for an hour straight and, after her body had been primed by the vicious lust shocking from earlier, she was having trouble keeping her long overdue orgasm at bay. Aethas noted this with amusement as he watched her tensed muscles twitch and quiver. She was close, and her muffled moans proved it. But the archmage knew how stubborn she was about this. Even if she had long lost the battle to maintain her honor, she would nevertheless do everything in her power to deny her sexy body the sweet release of climax. Expecting her to beg for permission to cum would take too long at this stage, and Aethas had other tasks to attend to.

            Choosing at last to bring this phase of her training to a close, the blood elf pulled out of Vereesa’s mouth unexpectedly and released his seed all over her face, neck, and tits. The huntress cringed as rope after rope of hot elf spunk splattered on her pale skin and platinum blonde hair.

            “Stand up now. Spread your whore legs and stand on your toes. Put your hands behind your head,” commanded Aethas as he walked behind her.

            The tired markswoman, still on the cusp of a tremendous orgasm, stood up and obeyed.

            “I know how much you need to cum. I can smell it, you pathetic slut. Do you deny it, Windrunner?” challenged Aethas.

            “I… I don’t need to. That’s the truth. If you’re satisfied, you can just leave me be,” Vereesa answered bravely.

            “Pointlessly insolent to the end. No matter, you have my permission to come. However, you must not break your stance. Until I have finished my spell and I have given your sinful body what we both know it craves, you will maintain this position. Your hands will not leave the back of your head, nor will you allow your heels to touch the floor. There are no mana bindings to support you this time as you endure the pleasure I am gifting you. Consider this a final test of your obedience to me. Fail, and your children will not live to see tomorrow,” instructed the archmage.

            Before Vereesa could respond to his unreasonable demands, pink lightning flashed from the Sunreaver patriarch’s hand and into the sniper’s sex.

            *ZZZZAAAAPPPP!!*

            “Haaaaaahhhhhhh!!”

            The beautiful high elf instantly threw her head backwards, sending her hair flying as she let out a piteous wail of sexual capitulation. Her lithe back arched forcefully and she instinctively locked her knees. Her girl juices flooded her pussy and sprayed the ground beneath her with her essence. Were she any less of an athlete, she would have lost her balance already and failed her task. But through the haze of her carnal release, she forced herself to stay on her toes and keep her hands behind her head.

            *ZZZZAAAAPPPP!!*

            “Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!”

            Aethas continued channeling the spell ruthlessly into the huntress’s overstimulated pussy. Vereesa was compelled to writhe her way through seemingly interminable orgasms. Even as she kept her stance, her toned body spasmed and trembled as countless climaxes washed over her.

            *ZZZZAAAAPPPP!!*

            “Mercy! Please forgive meeeaaaaahhhhh!”

            The scent of her noble pussy began to permeate the hold as her orgasm-wracked body persisted in squirting her love nectar everywhere. Her knees buckled dangerously, almost bringing her to the floor, but she regained control just in time and stayed standing on her dainty toes. To the distressed huntress, the spell felt like it was never going to end.

            *ZZZZAAAAPPPP!!*

            “Fuuuckkk! Hahhh! Please my lord, no moooaaaaahhhh!”

            It’s hard to say exactly how many times the youngest Windrunner sister came. Aethas Sunreaver channeled his spell for approximately five minutes. Conservatively, she came an average of once every five seconds, which amounts to 60 total orgasms. The brilliant Farstrider was able to endure 60 orgasms without collapsing to the floor in sexual exhaustion. And this was after weeks of constant torture fucking and rape. Even Aethas had to respect his adversary for such tenacity.

            That being said, as soon as he finished his spell, whatever unconscious force of will that was keeping Vereesa standing dissolved, and she fell in a puddle of her own sweat and cum. The barely conscious huntress continued to twitch from multiple aftershocks as she lay trembling on the floor. Although she was no longer subject to Aethas’s magic, her pussy continued to pulse rapidly and her asshole maintained a rhythm of regular spasms as her overheated body tried to come down safely from her unnatural high. It would take a while for her to completely recover from her ordeal. Indeed, her body may well have been irreparably changed after going through such rigorous carnal training.

            “It would appear her children are safe, for now. Take her to Thal’ena to continue her development,” said Aethas remorselessly. “She still has a long way to go for what I need her for.”

            The next day…

            *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!*
            *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!*

            “YUUUUHHH!”

            As usual, Vereesa Windrunner awoke to the sound of multiple arcane whips lashing her naked, magically bound body.

            “Good morning, Windrunner whore,” greeted blood princess Thal’ena cheerily. “That was quite a show last night. I must admit, I was quite impressed with your endurance. It seems I never gave you the proper motivation before. Leave it to Aethas to find his prey’s weakness.”

            “Princess Thal’ena, please, Aethas has gone mad! This is--”

            “Enough of that, slave, unless you want a longer whipping session this morning. Nothing has changed since yesterday. It’s all true. Your dear younglings are held hostage in this hold. You will continue to do as you’re told to guarantee their safety,” chided the San’layn noblewoman. “You should feel blessed lord Aethas allowed you to rest in peace the entire night. Although your friend has missed you.”

            With that, she pulled out the all-too-familiar Bitch Tamer. However this time, Vereesa noticed something different about it. There was a pink crystal embedded in the shaft, and some additional control knobs.

            “You Silver Covenant sluts were always so arrogant. Jailing some of the best minds on Azeroth just to feed your own ego. Well, one of them has decided to return the favor. Perhaps you’ll recall Millificent Manastorm? Genius gnome that was unfairly locked away for so long. Normally technology doesn’t hold my interest, but she worked with us to reproduce even our complex spellwork using her science. Of course this upgrade still pales in comparison to the real thing, but it’s an adequate replacement for our purposes. Here, allow me to show you,” said the Thal’ena.

            The vampyr spat on the vibrator before inserting it in the huntress’s pussy, securing it with leg straps, and turning it on.

            “Uhhnn!”

            As usual, the Bitch Tamer activated with vigor and began pounding away at the high elf’s nethers. Unsure of what exactly the upgrade Thal’ena referred to was going to be, Vereesa steeled herself for whatever might come. Suddenly, the crystal on the device flashed brightly.

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhhhh!”

            The high elf shook in her bindings as a bolt of pink lightning travelled up the clitoris suction and lust shocked her unprepared clit. Somehow the infamous Manastorm had devised a way to replicate this accursed spell and build it into the Bitch Tamer’s operating cycle.

            “She wishes she could be here herself, but she was too busy working on her next invention. In her stead, I told her I would make excellent use of the upgrade, as well as the associated cunt training regimen she devised for you,” said Thal’ena.

            After lust shocking the archer, the Bitch Tamer went on drilling into her now soaking depths. Having been forced to cum, Vereesa was now even more susceptible to the device’s stimulation.

            *ZAP!*

            “Ohhhhhhhh!”

            Vereesa came a second time as she was lust shocked once more.

            “Let me explain,” said Thal’ena. “The toy will continue to shock your sordid cunt every ten seconds. The only way to stop the countdown to the next shock is to stop the device from vibrating. When it’s not moving, the shock timer will stop as well.”

            *ZAP!*

            “Fuuucckkk!”

            “If you’re wondering how to stop it from vibrating, then you’re even stupider than you look. There’s only one way to stop it, Windrunner. Simply use that disciplined Farstrider cunt of yours to squeeze down on it and hold it in place.”

            “You can’t be serious--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Haahhhhh!”

            “To satisfy lord Aethas, his personal fuck slave needs to have a cunt worthy of his cock. As it stands, yours is still decidedly lacking. This device will train your sloppy fuck hole to the appropriate degree. Come now, Lady Windrunner, I have heard it said that you have a warrior’s cunt. Surely you can best this little toy?” taunted the vampyr.

            As ridiculous as her task was, Vereesa tried to stop the buzzing between her legs by clamping down on the vibrator with her pussy, which had by now undergone significant sexual training since the last time she tried this on the Captain Wrenchnozzle’s ship. For a few seconds, this had the desired effect, and the Bitch Tamer was held in place by her nether lips and pelvic muscles. However, she had already undergone four lust shocking orgasms, and squeezing down on the device with her sensitive pussy walls only enhanced her arousal. Her excited pussy pulsed unconsciously, allowing the Bitch Tamer to temporarily escape her vice grip and start reverberating inside her again. Before the high elf could take control once more, it was too late.

            *ZAP!*

            “Uhhhhhhhh!”

            Despite just cumming hard, Vereesa scrambled to regain control of the vibrator and gripped it tightly with her sex again. Trying her best to maintain pressure while small aftershocks worked their way through her straining body, the talented huntress managed to master her pussy and keep it from pulsing again.

            “Now you get it, slave. You’re cunt training has begun. Ensure you make adequate progress, lest your children pay for your failures,” warned Thal’ena. “I will return in an hour and see how you’re doing.”

            “An hour? Wait!”

            Her momentary lapse of concentration was all it took for the Bitch Tamer to slip from her pussy’s firm grasp and begin drilling into her again. Before she could retake control of the device with her sensitive pussy walls, she had been shocked to orgasm yet again.

            *ZAP!*

            “Hyyaaaahhh!”

            For the next hour, the desperate huntress did what she could to obey her orders. She had begun to develop her technique to more reliably hold the Bitch Tamer in place. But regardless of technique, it was an exhausting effort to overpower the device’s machinery with the soft flesh of her flower. Warrior’s cunt or not, there was no way she was going to outlast the vibrator’s battery.

            At the moment, Vereesa had managed to heroically keep the Bitch Tamer from moving for almost 15 minutes straight. But despite her success, her muscles were getting sore and tired, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep them engaged in containing the accursed device. It was at this point that Blood Princess Thal’ena returned.

            “You continue to impress, fuck slave. I see you’ve managed to overpower the toy’s motor and contain its movement with your whorish cunt,” observed the vampyr. “Although the twitching of your thighs suggests you may be at your limit?”

            “Lady Thal’ena, please take it out, I can’t hold it anymore,” pleaded the huntress truthfully. Even as she said this, her concentration slipped, and the vibrator started buzzing away inside her for a few seconds.

            *ZAP!*

            “Uunnngghh!”

            Vereesa’s spent pussy muscles tried vainly to reassert control, but this time they were overpowered by the tireless machine. Only about thirty seconds after her last orgasm, it zapped her again.

            *ZAP!*

            “Nooooooo!”

            Her pussy, now waylaid by orgasmic sensitivity in addition to exhaustion, had even less success containing the Bitch Tamer now. After only twenty seconds this time, she was shocked once more.

            *ZAP!*

            “Awwwwww!”

            Each time she failed, she was in a worse position to recover her composure. After the last shock, she was only able to pause the Bitch Tamer’s buzzing for a few seconds. A total of fifteen seconds passed before she was forced to climax again.

            *ZAP!*

            “Fuuuccckk!”

            “You have now entered what Manastorm had called the “sweet spot”. With your cunt loose and weak from the training, you will be unable to resist the device any longer and continue to be shocked into cumming every ten seconds until the battery dies out five hours from now. Quite an ingenious design, is it not?

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhh! C-Cumming!”

            Indeed, the blood princess was correct in her assessment. Vereesa was no longer in any state to fight the Bitch Tamer. Her helpless pussy could only meekly accept the machine’s fucking and repeated lust shocking. Every ten seconds, like clockwork, the elegant high elf was brought to a sweaty, panting, toe curling climax.

            “Please, no more!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Hyaaaahhh! Please my mistress! Let me rest! I can try again, I just need time to--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Awwwww fuuuuckkk! My pussy can’t take it any more! I can’t cum anymore, I’ll go craz--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhh! I- I’m at my limit. J-Just stop it, I beg you!”

            *ZAP!*

            Thal’ena didn’t stay much longer after that. After another five hours of dutiful service, the battery in the Bitch Tamer finally died out. Unfortunately for Vereesa Windrunner, this was after she had already been reduced to a drooling, senseless, cum-soaked shade of her former self. And it was in this state that the blood princess saw her when she returned.

            “Not bad for your first day, Windrunner. We’ll see how far you get tomorrow,” taunted Thal’ena heartlessly.

            The next day…

            *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!*
            *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!* *FWI-PSHH!*

            “YUUUUHHH!”

            “Good morning again, fuck slave. I hope you’re ready for day two of the training plan Manastorm devised for you,” said Princess Thal’ena. As she walked up to the strung up high elf, Vereesa saw that a couple of Sunreavers were pushing a nefarious pillory towards her. This one was made of metal and appeared much sturdier than the set that had restrained her in Ratchet. The blood elves rolled the apparatus in front of the apprehensive huntress and locked it in place to attachments on the dungeon floor.

            “Inventive little gnome that she was, Manastorm made sure she designed a way for all your whorish holes to be trained at once. Yesterday was just a taste of the upgraded Bitch Tamer. Now that you understand how that works, we will move on to the next phase,” explained Thal’ena. She dispelled Vereesa’s mana bindings and the two blood elves guided her into the neck and wrist holes, forcing her to bend 90 degrees at the waist. They then spread her legs wide apart, and motioned for her to lift herself on her toes. Vereesa understood the expectation that she would need to hold that position indefinitely, thereby showing off her long, sculpted legs.

            “First, we bring back our little friend,” said the vampyr as she produced the Bitch Tamer and easily inserted it into Vereesa’s still-sore pussy.

            “Uhhn…” the huntress groaned.

            “Prepare yourself, Windrunner,” warned Thal’ena before activating the device.

            “Hnngh!” grunted Vereesa as she engaged her pelvis just in time to put the insidious vibrator into a vice grip. The night of rest helped allowed her to recover some of her strength, but she was certainly still feeling some of the effects from the previous day’s training.

            “You learn quickly!” the San’layn said in mock praise. Next, she waved her hand and conjured a large syringe of black liquid into her hand. “Your girlfriend may have told you about this. On occasion, the brute Garrosh does have a bright idea or two.”

            Then she slipped behind the high elf and outside her field of view. Vereesa didn’t have to wait long to find out what she was doing though. Thal’ena planted the syringe into her captive’s unsuspecting asshole and injected the oil deep into her bowels.

            “Hhhrrgh!” Vereesa groaned again at the strange feeling of her ass being filled with the warm fluid. It felt like the syringe was bottomless as it filled her ass with a seemingly endless supply of oil. Finally, after filling her anal cavity to capacity, Thal’ena removed the syringe.

            “In addition to your undisciplined cunt, your loose asshole must also be trained. Ensure that until the Bitch Tamer runs out of juice, you do not leak a single drop of the oil. Do that, and this phase of the training will finally be over. Fail, and you will be severely punished,” warned the vampyr.

            On top of squeezing the sex toy with her pussy walls, Vereesa now had to tightly clench her full ass. The double burden of this endeavor would be hard enough to maintain for more than a few minutes, let alone the full six hours of the vibrator’s expected runtime.

            “Wait Princess Thal’ena, there’s no way I can-- Mmmrfff!”

            The Ranger-General’s protestations were cut off abruptly as one of the Sunreaver stuck his flesh pole into her open mouth.

            “Oh, one last thing. I did say we were going to train all your holes, didn’t I? It would be unfair to the good denizens of Violet Hold to make you unavailable for service while you’re going through this period of instruction. Ensure you attend to the needs of any that require your attention. If your customers find your oral performance lacking, I cannot help you if they take it out on you elsewhere,” said Thal’ena as she walked away from the distressed high elf.

            With a powerful vibrator in her pussy, a load of oil in her ass, and now a cock down her throat, Vereesa was doubtful of her chances of success. Even so, just like yesterday, she would do what she could to meet the outrageous demands of her rapists. She did this mostly to guarantee the safety of her children, although it was also partly out of genuine fear of the punishment the vampyr had alluded to should she fail her task.

            “Hurry up and suck,” commanded the other Sunreaver who was waiting his turn. Hoping to provide the adequate motivation, he harshly struck her pale ass on both cheeks with his open palms.

            *SLAP* *SLAP*

            “Mrrrffff!”

            The slaps caused her toned ass cheeks to ripple enticingly, and almost caused the oil to pour out. The markswoman squeezed her sphincter just in time to keep from failing her assignment after it had only barely begun. She then began earnestly working her wet mouth and dexterous tongue on the cock in front of her in order to appease her tormentors, hoping they would leave her alone if she satisfied them orally.

            Constrained as she was by the pillory, Vereesa Windrunner was still able to provide an admirable showing. Her luscious lips were a blur on the blood elf’s pole as she bobbed her head along its length energetically. After a few minutes of heavenly deep-throating, she used her tongue to playfully lap at the head of his cock, dancing it around the tip and swirling it into the grooves of his head to the delight of her tormentor.

            *SLAP*

            “Mrrrffff!”

            Unfortunately, the other Sunreaver was still bored, and would forcefully slap her alabaster ass just to watch her reaction. The huntress maintained her stance and kept her dark hole clenched tight despite the abuse. Before long, the first blood elf unloaded his seed down her throat and made way for the other. Given no pause for rest, the second Sunreaver moved away from her backside and thrust a fresh cock in her inviting mouth.

            She serviced the new member with the same vigor as the last. However, the triple tax of vibrator, oil, and oral performance was beginning to overwhelm the Ranger-General’s mastery over her own body. This time, when the blood elf in her mouth was close to cumming, he pulled out of her mouth and spewed his load all over the beautiful sniper’s noble face. Globs of milky white cum landed on her silver hair, the bridge of her nose, and into one of her eyes.

            Vereesa cringed as the cum stung her eye. By this point, her pussy lips were already beginning to tire and loosen. In other words, she was about to hit the sweet spot. The momentary lapse in concentration caused by the facial allowed the Bitch Tamer to slip from her grip and begin buzzing within her. She tried to regain control, but then the Sunreaver that had just finished on her face decided to further humiliate her by grabbing both her nipples and twisting hard.

            “Ahhhhh!”

            This added distraction allowed the vibrator to continue whirring unabated for the full ten seconds required before it lust shocked the struggling markswoman.

            *ZAP!*

            “Hnnnggghh!”

            The red-faced huntress came hard from the irresistible power of the Bitch Tamer. This set off a chain reaction within her as her ass reacted to her body’s climax by pulsing uncontrollably. As skilled as she was, Vereesa was unable to stop a thin trickle of black oil from leaking out her twinkling star and down her quivering ivory thighs. But because she focused her effort on trying to diminish the spasms in her ass, her pussy was unable to stop the hellish vibrator from lust shocking her a second time.

            *ZAP!*

            “Unnngghh!”

            A second orgasm rocked the huntress’ besieged body. She threw her head back in unwanted ecstasy as her sexy back arched as much as the pillory allowed. Nothing could stop her sphincter from twitching madly now as the Ranger-General lost all hope of keeping the fluid contained within her. Vereesa Windrunner began shamefully belching spurt after spurt of oil from her asshole.

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Ohhhhhh!”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Noooooo!”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Awwwwww!”

            The indignity of what her body was going through added to the crestfallen heroine’s woes. It made it that much harder to command her pussy to reign in the tyrannous assault of the high-tech dildo. This time when she was lust shocked, the last two climaxes laid the groundwork for a third, especially powerful full-body orgasm. Vereesa let out an unrestrained moan as her defeated pussy squirted her voluminous essence all over the floor.

            “AHHHHHHH!!”

            At the same time, her expended glutes could do nothing as her ass finally gave way fully and expelled the remainder of the oil from her backdoor.

            *PFFFFFFFFFFT!* *SPLASH*

            “Awwwwwwww Fuuucckkkk!”

            “Fel, what a mess. You’ve disgraced yourself, my lady,” said one of the Sunreavers as they both chuckled at her body’s utter surrender to the perverted training system. Vereesa was too dazed to utter a single retort. Both her twitching orifices continued to drip slightly with their respective fluids. Like her body, the floor around and beneath her was slick with sweat, cum, and oil. The powerful aroma of her sex and submission permeated the area.

            *ZAP!*

            Six hours later…

            Vereesa Windrunner’s exhausted figure drooped in the metal pillory. Her calves were burning from standing on her toes all day and her back was killing her from being bent double just as long. Her entire anatomy was decorated with a day’s worth of sexual discharge from the various customers that had come to make use of her skilled mouth. After her face and hair had been completely doused in cum, her customers began depositing their loads on her back, legs, and buttocks. Much of it had dried and caked onto her once pristine skin. The more recent additions still dribbled slowly down the curves of her voluptuous physique. Thankfully, the vibrator had stopped assaulting her by now, its battery life spent after a day’s worth of lust shocking.

            “It seems your oral training went well today, fuck slave. But, I hear your ass failed the assignment I gave you after only fifteen minutes. Is your dirty asshole really that loose and useless?”

            “I’m sorry mistress, I tried! Please, there’s no need to --”

            “There’s no use trying to get out of it Windrunner. I said that I would have to punish you if you failed me, and you did,” interrupted the vampyr as she approached the bedraggled huntress and undid the pillory’s restraints on her wrists. “As punishment, you will beg me to discipline your unruly shit hole. Make sure you convince me you really deserve it too, or it’ll just make it worse for you.”

            The alliance heroine’s dejected face was piteous to see. But wishing to minimize the unavoidable abuse that was coming to her, she complied obediently. Reaching her now free hands behind her, the huntress pried open her toned ass cheeks and invited the cool air of the prison to enter her gaping chasm. Thal’ena smirked as she watched the high elf’s worn out sphincter quiver in frightened anticipation of what was about to happen. Then she conjured a mana whip into existence behind her.

            “Please mistress, w-whip my nasty asshole for not doing as you commanded. I must be disciplined for having such a loose and wanton sphincter not befit to serve Master Sunreaver. Humble my sinful body so that it may learn the price of failure,” said vanquished huntress.

            *FWI-PSHH!*

            “YUUUHHH--!”

            The gorgeous sniper fainted in the middle of her lamentable wail of pain.

            Over the next few weeks, Vereesa continued to be subjected to the cruelty of the Bitch Tamer and oil enema while serving all that would come to her with her mouth. Every day, after a draining session riding the Bitch Tamer, the huntress’ strong but ultimately exhausted cunt would reach its limit and she would be subjected to the dual shame of lust shocking orgasms and uncontrollable oil farts. Every time she was getting close to that sweet spot, she would draw a large crowd of onlookers. The markswoman’s inimitable performance just at the moment when the sexual forces arrayed against her would overcome her athletic body and iron will was the highlight of everyone’s day. The arcs of ejaculate that always squirted from her spasming pussy and the exquisite twitching of her cute asshole as it tried to delay the inevitable made for a sexual display that was unmatched throughout the Eastern Kingdoms.

            “Ohhh! Hahhh! No, I’m close… Please, no more, just stop thi--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Hyaaaahh!”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Awwww nooooo…”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Uhhn! I can’t… Stop…”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Fuccckkk, my ass!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Unnnghh!”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Not again! Noooooo!”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Awwwwww Light, make it end!”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Please, mercy! I need to rest!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Unnnngggghhhh!!”

            *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!*

            “Oh gods, my ass… Too much, I’m at my limit… I can’t take anymo--”

            *PFFFFFFFFFFT!* *SPLASH*

            “Awwwwwwww nooooooooo!”

            Princess Thal’ena closely monitored her fuck slave’s progress. With each day, her pussy walls grew stronger and more adept at restraining the wild buzzing of the vibrator. The vampyr noticed that her captive was able to delay reaching the sweet spot until later in the day. When it first began, her cunt would tire and loosen very early on. At this point, she was able to keep the Bitch Tamer from lust shocking her until at least four or five hours into the session. Of course, once it happened, it would cause the popular chain reaction that led to more lust shocks and the eventual voiding of her ass canal, thus ensuring her anal whipping at the end of the day.

            Still, the improvement was noteworthy. Soon, she’d be able to withstand the entire six hour battery life of the device and actually succeed in her previously impossible task. Fortunately, Thal’ena knew there was more to Millificent Manastorm’s training plan for the high elf. The vampyr would have to be there when Vereesa found out herself what was next in store for her. She wanted to see the utter defeat in her pale blue eyes when it happened.

            A few days later…

            “Mmrrfff!” *cough* *splurp* “Grrkh-” *cough*

            Vereesa finished off yet another cock with her talented mouth. Her suitor this time was a skilled magister who used his mastery of the arcane to allow him to produce ten times as much cum as normal, all of which he forced down the surprised huntress’ throat. Unable to keep up with the copious discharge, the blood elf’s warm spunk overflowed from her mouth and even came out through her nose, stinging her nostrils as it did. Laughing as she sputtered, the mage wiped his softening member on her hair before leaving.

            The high elf was thoroughly exhausted. She had endured nearly six hours of the pillory. She had somehow managed to keep the Bitch Tamer from lust shocking her the entire time, and as result, she hadn’t yet leaked any of the oil from her ass either. The audience that had gathered was starting to wonder with disappointment if today was finally the day she would finish the training. The huntress herself was determined to make it. She would finally get a chance to show a little bit of defiance in front of her vile rapists. Her pussy was sore and her ass muscles were fatigued but there was probably only about 15 minutes of life left in the Bitch Tamer.

            She sensed it before it actually happened. The short hairs on her pubic mound stood up as mystical static gathered near the pink crystal on the device.

            “No, it can’t be, I haven’t let go--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Hahhhhhhh!”

            She reengaged her glutes just in time as the unexpected orgasm ripped through her. Immediately she felt her sphincter spasm dangerously. She willed her wayward hole to calm itself, but then:

            *ZAP!*

            “Noooooo, why!?”

            Within one second, the Bitch Tamer had cruelly lust shocked her sensitive clitoris again, sending her body reeling with another forced orgasm. Why was this happening? She hadn’t let the device slip from her grasp. And even if she did, it shouldn’t have hit her again for another nine seconds.

            *ZAP!*

            “Hnnnghh!”

            Another second passed, and another shock struck the archer’s quim, interrupting her train of thought. Her errant asshole was now convulsing from three consecutive climaxes within three short seconds. The crowd cheered as black oil began trickling out of her twitching anal ring and down her straining legs.

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhhh!”

            *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!*

            “Noooooooo!”

            Finally the floodgates opened and oil began erupting from the huntress’ taut ass in large amounts while her pussy drenched the floor with her nectar. But that didn’t stop the Bitch Tamer from its excessive cycle of one shock per second. This was the moment Thal’ena had envisioned.

            *ZAP!*

            “Hhyyyaaahh!”

            *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!*

            “Awwww fuck, not again! Awwwwwww Light, my ass!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Ohhhhhhh!”

            *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!*

            “W-why!? You can’t do thi-- Arrrghhhh!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhh! Stop it!”

            *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!*

            “Awwwww, my ass! My clit! I can’t take it!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Hnnnghh!”

            *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!*

            “I’m burning up! I surrender! Mercy! Make it stop!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Unnnngggghhhh!!”

            *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!* *PFFFFT!*

            “Fucking Fel! Gods, my asshole can’t take it anymore! Awwwwww!”

            *PFFFFFFFFFFT!* *SPLASH*

            “AWWWWWWWW FUCKKK!!”

            Less than 15 minutes from the end of her torture, the conquered huntress failed again. All the oil held dutifully and painstakingly at bay within her bowels for the last five hours and 45 minutes had escaped her useless, pulsing sphincter. She had even given up trying to stay on her toes. Her knees buckled under the strain of her sexual domination and she sagged in the pillory. Yet despite her total defeat, the Bitch Tamer whirred on.

            *ZAP!*

            “Ohhh fuck, isn’t it enough?!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Ohhh gods, my fucking clitoris!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Hahhhh! I’m at limit!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Ohhhh! Please don’t make me cum anymore!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Unnghh! M-my clit, it’s too sensitive!”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “UNNNGGHH!! Forgive me! I’ll do anythinnnggg!”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “HAAAAAHHH!! You’re ruining meeeee!”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “HYYYAAAAHHH!!”

            For the remaining quarter hour of the Bitch Tamer’s battery life, it mercilessly lust shocked the Ranger-General’s overheated, sweat-soaked, fuck-devastated body once every second. Each time, the huntress was forced into a painful, trembling orgasm. Her tender, hypersensitive clitoris was completely unprepared for the sexual subjugation the device visited upon her. The famed Farstrider had literally been brought to her knees, with only the pillory still holding up the upper half of her body. Her poor, engorged pussy flesh continued to articulate the throes of her rapid climaxes long after any semblance of pleasure had left her. All that was left for her overloaded nerve endings to communicate to her sex-crazed brain was the pain of yet another hard, unwanted cum.

            Finally, the device ran out of juice and switched off. The barely conscious huntress could hardly tell the difference as her ruined body continued to experience the infinite aftershocks of her countless orgasms. Even without the Bitch Tamer, her thighs couldn’t stop quaking, her belly couldn’t stop twitching, her pussy couldn’t stop quivering, and her asshole couldn’t stop pulsing. That’s when Thal’ena walked up to her.

            “You didn’t think it would be that easy, did you Windrunner? Oh no, as you can see, once your slutty cunt is finally strong enough to last until the end, Manastorm’s gift will go into what she called the “overdrive” mode. There’s no way we’d let you get out of this without being lust shocked at all, you dumb bitch. This mode just proves your ass requires more training. Your cunt may have improved, but you’re still unable to master your undisciplined shit hole. Until you’re able to get through the overdrive mode without leaking any oil, you won’t move on from this training. Now then, don’t forget what you need to say.”

            “I… Wha…?” said Vereesa, barely registering Thal’ena’s explanation.

            “Fine, I’ll give you a break this one time, fuck slave,” said the vampyr as she summoned an arcane whip.

            *FWI-PSHH!*

            “YUUUHHHHHHH!”

            A few more weeks pass as Vereesa continued to ride the Bitch Tamer and undergo its depraved training regimen. Over time, the fallen Farstrider was able to improve her technique and gradually make progress. She could now reliably keep the toy from shocking her until it went into overdrive mode. And during that last fifteen minutes, her skillful control over her impeccable ass now allowed her to resist discharging all the oil for at least part of the duration. Even as her body shuddered and writhed from the hellish ordeal of one forced orgasm per second, Vereesa could keep her ass clenched hard and tight, staving off failure for a time. But as her lithe body gyrated through its sinful dance of a thousand bursting climaxes, her spasming asshole would eventually be overcome by the pleasure and begin leaking oil. This would generally trigger a piteous moan from the huntress as she realized she would have to endure yet another day of training, to say nothing of the painful ass lashing that would serve as her punishment.

            Thal’ena provided regular progress reports to Aethas during this time to keep him apprised of the human’s training.

            “What is your honest assessment of her potential?” he asked one day.

            “Frankly the slut’s development has been remarkable. Her endurance and control have improved rapidly. She learns quickly and adapts to each new challenge with respectable skill and steady obedience. And despite the marathon fuck sessions, she has so far maintained her sanity and sense of self. A mortal mind can only handle so much pleasure before it’s driven to the breaking point. A lesser being would have lost herself to wanton abandon long ago. But the Windrunner whore has persevered. For now…”

            “Excellent. Perhaps she will be up to the task after all,” Aethas replied cryptically.

            “Indeed. In fact, today will likely be the day she finally graduates from her training.”

            “You think she’s ready for the next step?”

            “Yes my lord. Come see for yourself if you don’t believe me,” Thal’ena invited. “She should be right about to enter overdrive mode.”

            Together, they went to watch their fuck slave confront the cruelty of the Bitch Tamer again. The first phase had passed without much incident. Vereesa had serviced dozens of suitors with her sweet mouth throughout the day. Her strong pussy lips performed well during this time, keeping the vibrator from moving and lust shocking her. As the time approached for when its overdrive mode would kick in, the huntress steeled her resolve and braced her sexually seasoned body for the intense physical undertaking ahead of her.

            “Are you ready, fuck slave? Are you ready to finally move on from this test? I’ve even brought Lord Sunreaver here to see your development. You had better not disappoint, Windrunner,” said Thal’ena to the restrained high elf.

            “Uhnn! I will do my best, mistress. Ohhhh! It’s coming, mistress. I can feel it. Hahhhh! Here it com--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Cumming!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Hnnnnnghhh!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Uuuuuhhhnnnnn!”

            Vereesa’s clitoris began receiving the terrifying shocks of ecstasy from the Bitch Tamer. She instantly released the pressure she was applying with her pussy and focused maximum effort on keeping her ass tight instead now. The lust shocks caused wave after wave of sexual peaks to crash into her. With her mind fixated on her ass, her clitoris was particularly vulnerable to the Bitch Tamer. She had no mental reserve left to resist the vibrating menace within her depths. The most she could do was let the inevitable orgasms wash through her trembling body. Climax after climax wracked her defenseless physique as she did her best to ride out the overdrive mode. The huntress’ constantly pulsing pussy came hard once every second without fail.

            *ZAP!*

            “Uhhruhhhh!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Unnnhggghh!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Huuhuhhrrrh!”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Uhhhhrrrhhuhhhhrrrr!!”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “UHHHHHUUHHHH!!”

            For Vereesa, it was as if time stood still. Or rather, time didn’t exist, nor did anything else beyond her hypersensitive pussy, her full ass, and the rhythmic shocks from the Bitch Tamer. Nothing else mattered right then. Her entire existence was those three things and the state of continuous orgasms they put her in. She went into a tantric trance, knowing and feeling nothing but the stimulation of her clitoris and the tightness of her asshole. On the outside, her body spasmed violently and dramatically every second, sending her sweat and pussy nectar flying everywhere. All could hear her as she emitted throaty, whorish moans that echoed throughout the hold. But within her mind, she had somehow managed to find a semblance of peace within the sea of sex and chaos.

            Miraculously, her asshole held.

            The audience noticed before she did. When the vibrator finally stopped buzzing and everyone saw that the high elf’s quivering alabaster thighs were unstained by oil, a collective gasp of incredulity spread throughout the crowd. This was quickly replaced by cheers of genuine approval at the beautiful huntress’ triumph.

            The cheers roused Vereesa from her sexual stupor. She noticed she was breathing hard, almost hyperventilating from the unthinkable amount of orgasms she had endured in the last 15 minutes. Her clitoris and pussy flesh ached, barely able to withstand the aftershocks of her ordeal. Moreover, her utterly drained glutes were burning from the effort of clenching her dark hole tight. They were close to giving out, the oil within her ass sloshing rebelliously against her sphincter.

            “Not bad, Lady Windrunner,” Thal’ena said as she approached the exhausted high elf. To Vereesa’s alarm, the vampyr began palming her straining ass.

            *SMACK!*

            “Ahhhhh!”

            The huntress cried out more out of concern for failing her task than actual pain. Although the vampyr had struck her heart-shaped ass with considerable force, causing her cheeks to ripple cutely, her sphincter managed to maintain its tightness. Her relief quickly faded when she heard the telltale sounds of a mana whip being conjured.

            “Wait, please mistress, there’s no way!”

            Princess Thal’ena took the mana whip into her hand and suggestively rubbed it against her prisoner’s ass crack. Then she stepped back a little, reeled back her arm, and prepared to strike. A pregnant pause hung in the air as a confused Vereesa waited in fear. And then:

            *FWI-PSHH!*

            “YUUUUHH!”

            The huntress writhed in pain as the whip found its mark directly between her ass cheeks. The desperate high elf willed herself to overcome the agony and renew her efforts to keep her asshole disciplined. Against all odds, she calmed the angry twitching of her dark hole and kept the oil at bay for a moment.

            *FWI-PSHH!*

            “HYAAAAH!”

            Guided by the vampyr’s expert aim, the second lash landed in the exact same spot. All of Vereesa’s physical training and noble resolve could not stop her punished asshole from spasming in anguish. Despite her heroic exertions thus far, a single trickle of black oil flowed down her thigh.

            *FWI-PSHH!*

            “YYUUUUHHHH!!”

            *PFFFFFFFFFFT!* *SPLASH*

            “Nooooooooooooo!”

            *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!*

            “Awwwwwww fuck, my ass!”

            *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!*

            “Please forgive me! Awwwwww, shit, I can’t stop!”

            *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!*

            “No more, please! I’m ruined! Awwwwww, shit!”

            *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!* *PFFFFFT!*

            The final kiss of the whip thoroughly broke her as yet steadfast mastery of her sphincter, forcing it to give way. Now it twinkled rapidly, farting copious amounts of oil from anal cavity in a humiliating display of her abject defeat. Her long ivory legs were covered by long streaks of the black liquid running down their length. The physical relief of finally letting go after six long hours of hold back was overwhelmed by the outrage of being cheated her victory, as well as the panic for what lay in store next.

            “P-Please mistress, I did what you ask--”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Huhhh! Oh fuck, please, that’s not fair, I--”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Uhhhhn! It’s not possible, fuck!”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Awwwwww, you vile bitch!”

            She hadn’t meant to let her anger get away from her, but she also felt like Thal’ena was not one to negotiate anyway. It was always a game to them, one that she never had any real hope of winning. As soon as she got close, they just changed the rules again. Vereesa didn’t know if there was any sick purpose they had for these games, or if it was all just to satisfy their gross perversions. But she couldn’t stand the indignity any longer.

            “I’ll kill you for this, you cursed whore! I’ll kill you al--”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Awwww! Damn you! You debauched lunati-”

            *PFFFFFT!*

            “Huuuhhhhh!”

            “Even after all this, you still have quite a mouth, Windrunner whore,” Thal’ena chided. “This will teach you to speak back to your betters.”

            The vampyr magister inserted two long fingers into the high elf’s sputtering anus.

            “Uuhhhhn!”

            With the oil acting as lubrication, the huntress’ shameful hole easily accommodated the invaders. Thal’ena noted how loose she was, her tired anal muscles used up after six hours of training. Even the frantic twitching of her sphincter felt weak and pitiful. Thal’ena was able to insert a third, then a fourth finger, and then even her thumb inside the high elf without issue.

            “Huhhhh! Gods, what now?”

            Forming a cone with her hand, Thal’ena slowly drilled her entire hand into the huntress’ warm depths. When Vereesa’s worn out ass had swallowed up her hand up to the wrist, the vampyr sinisterly formed a fist inside her.

            “Ohhhh fuck, take it out!”

            “Rest well, Windrunner,” Thal’ena said simply. Then she concentrated her mana into her fist and launched an especially powerful lust shock deep within the huntress’ sensitive asshole.

            *ZZZZAAAAPPPP!!*

            “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!”

            The arcane energy animated Vereesa’s abused asshole into reacting sublimely. Her already trembling ass canal began pulsing with renewed vigor, forced to respond helplessly to the insidious spell. Thal’ena instantly felt the increased pressure on her wrist as the high elf’s asshole clutched her tightly and spasmed around her uncontrollably. The inexorable anal stimulation rocked the high elf’s body into a powerful full body orgasm that reverberated from her ass, to her pussy, to her tits, and everywhere else. The noble elf’s tongue lolled from her mouth disgracefully, drool dripping from mouth, as her eyes rolled backwards in anal euphoria. This final burden after a day’s worth of carnal hardship was more than Vereesa could handle.

            With a last shudder of pleasure, Vereesa fainted.
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