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False Jaina's Crusade	By : Lord22 Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 39796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six: Maive Shadowsong
The dusty plains of outland were barren and endless. Someone who did not want to be found could disappear into these places with relative ease. It was one such person that False Jaina was looking for. The recent fall of Illidan Stormrage had robbed Maive Shadowsong of what little purpose her life had held. False Jaina was looking forward to giving her a new one.
Assuming she could find her of course. That was proving to be something of a rub, since Maive had a knack for moving quietly and no particular place in the world or strong desire in life. In the end False Jaina had to use a spell that homed in on a particular persons location to find her, and that was far more work than she wanted to put into anything that didn't involve her having her way with a beautiful women.
Finally however, she found her. Maive Shadowsong was sitting in a distant out of the way cliffside, staring into a dying fire. False Jaina cast a spell that made herself invisible as she moved forward into the rocks, contemplating how exactly she should go about seizing the masked warden and just what she would do with her once she had her.
Some form of bondage seemed the most obvious approach. Certainly it fit the women she was approaching, and once she had that idea in mind False Jaina knew exactly what she wanted to do. Maive was completely unaware of her, distant, her mind not on her surroundings.
Yet False Jaina decided that she didn't feel like taking her by surprise. She she emerged from the shadows and took on her true form as the invisibility faded. Maive arose, her old reflexes coming back to her.
'Vile demon,' said Maive 'I will slay you where you stand.'
'Yeah,' said the Queen of Suffering 'I'm really not feeling the self rightouse anger from you. All that fire you used to have has gone out now that your archenemy is dead. I think its about time you began a new career path as my pet.'
'Silence!' snarled Maive, before charging her.
The Queen drew out her whip and caught Maive's blade upon the length. 'Now see, thats more like it.' Then she backflipped away, leaping over Maive's strikes and kicking off the cave wall to bowl the night elf over. As Maive landed hard on the ground, the Queen clambered over her and pressed her breasts against the Wardens face. 'Aw, your blushing.'
Maive slashed at her, but the Queen of Suffering leaped away before the blade could touch her. As Maive arose, the Queen drew back her whip and cracked it against Maive's armored thigh. The night elf screamed in agony and pleasure as she fell to the ground, arms shaking. She was panting for breath from just one strike.
'Thats my pleasure whip,' said the Queen 'it drains energy and stimulates the bodies nerves to be filled with simultaneous pleasure and agony. Its twice as painful against virgins, and three times as pleasurable when you are really pent up.
Considering the way your reacting, I'll bet your both.'
Maive struggled to stand, but the Queen drew back her hand and whipped her again, this time across the back. A moan escaped Maive's lips as she scarcely staid on her knees and another strike saw her crumple onto the ground. However the Queen was not content to let things end there. She waited until Maive began to crawl away on her hands and knees, before striking her again and again. With each strike, she found Maive's strength draining down the whip into her, until finally the Warden looked skyward and let out an earthshaking moan, as a massive orgasm wracked her body. With that orgasm, a massive surge of life energy went through the whip and entered the Queens body. As it went into her, the Queen realized just how pent up Maive really was.
'I'm amazed,' said the Queen 'to have withstood that many strikes with this level of sexual frustration. She must have been dreaming of cocks. I'll have fun with this one.'
Then she set to work. Yet the Queen of Suffering decided that she wanted some privacy for her breaking of Maive. So when she opened the waygate, she opened it to another wing of her domain. Maive was not transported to the tentacle den, but to the dungeon.
Maive awoke to find herself hanging from manacles bolted to a ceiling of stone. Beneath her was a floor of black tiles, and around her was a small circular room with a variety of devices of indiscernible nature lying about. Her legs were chained as well, and the chains were sufficiently tight that she could hardly move. However she was still clad in her armor and cloak, and over on a far table she could see her weapon.
If she could only slip these chains she could escape from where ever it was she was being held. She was a trained escape artist, however she quickly realized that the chains on her had some kind of enchantment. It kept her wrists centered and stuck within the bands, and any time she tried to move, the magic compensated to encase them. It was not exactly inescapable, however it would take time for her to find a motion which had not been predicted.
'Are you having fun figuring out your new chains?' asked a sensual voice behind her.
Maive hardened her expression as the blue skinned Queen of Suffering from before came before her, examining her. 'Foul demoness, you will learn nothing from me.'
'It's alright, I don't mind.' said the Queen 'It's not your intelligence I'm interested in. Now lets start our little game, shall we?'
'I will have no part in your sick amusements, creature!' snarled Maive, working at the chains.
'I'm afraid willing compliance is not required to play.' said the Queen as she drew out her whip. 'So here are the rules. I'm going to strike you with my pleasure whip, and every time you make a sound I remove a piece of your armor. If you take a strike without making a sound, then I add some clothing to what you are already wearing. If you get to the point where you are either completely naked, or completely sealed up, I have a special alteration I'll make to you.'
'I will have no part in your-'
Then the Queen whipped her across the side. The black lash had its force softened by her armor, and its momentum reduced by her cloak. Yet the sensation was mind numbing and before Maive could stop herself she let out a moan of pain. The Queen started.
'We're off to a promising start,' she said 'but try not to break too quickly.' She motioned, and Maive's cloak detached itself from her shoulders, falling to the ground. Humiliated, Maive struggled in the chains while forcing her mind to clarity. She was in control of herself! She was!
Another strike landed, this time across her armored shoulders. It was worse than the last time by just a bit, and the agony that coursed through her veins was mixed with the carnal delight forcing its way through her. Yet Maive was ready this time, and controlled herself. The Queen smiled. 'Well so you mean to make this a challenge then, don't you? I'm game.'
Maive's cloak arose and reattached itself to her shoulders and the Queen struck her again. This time the pain and pleasure were back to normal, and Maive remained silent with greater ease. The Queen seemed to take as much pleasure from her silence as her moans, but at least this way she could keep her dignity.
'Well,' said the Queen 'it looks like I'm going to have to add something to your armor. You know that night elves have universally beautiful bodies don't you? There really is no need to conceal what you've got.'
Maive did not dignify that statement with a response.
'Ah, I know.' said the Queen 'I'll cover up so deliciously defiant eyes.'
Suddenly a visor closed over her helmets eyes and Maive was left in darkness. She was used to such darkness however, and managed to keep herself from moaning.
'Hmm, well I'm running out of places to cover up. I know, I'll seal up the joints on your armor. That should pad things out.' Maive felt a shifting, and her legs and arms were forced together as her armor merged into a single piece that kept her completely trapped. She could no longer even move a muscle.
Another whip fell and Maive felter her mouth forced open as something was set between it. A ball gag, which was covered by a leather mouthpiece.
'Well it looks like you are completely sealed up now, aren't you?' asked the Queen 'Now for the first alteration…'
Maive suddenly realized her mistake. She should have allowed herself to show weakness, to stall for time. Then, all of a sudden, her entire body was on fire. She felt everything with an intensity she could hardly fathom. The soft leather against her skin was suddenly like sandpaper rushing over her body, rubbing endlessly and she tried to squirm. They chains on her wrists alone put her near the edge.
'Mmmph!' cried Maive through her gag as the pain became worse.
'I've just rewired your nerves, my dear little warden.' said the Queen 'Your entire body is now more than three times as sensitive as it was. Now let's begin.' The sensation of the whip against her body was muted, but it didn't matter. Maive screamed into the gag as pleasure and pain coursed through her.
She felt herself getting wet at the sensation as the gag was remove from her lips. Another blow freed up her limbs to their original position as she cried out in pain and pleasure. Then one final strike saw her moan long and hard as an orgasm washed through her, and she fell into unconsciousness.
When she came to she was still hanging there, staring into the Queen's eyes. 'Well this doesn't seem fair,' reflected the Queen 'you're still getting used to that new body of yours aren't you? Well then lets play a new game. Every time you cum I'll decrease the intensity of my lashes. If, on the other hand, you withstand a lash, I'll increase the intensity.'
'Just… just kill me…' said Maive in a dead tone.
'Now that would be a terrible waste of a beautiful creature like yourself.' replied the Queen.
The succubus stepped back, and lashed Maive again and the warden let out a moan as her cloak fell from her shoulders. Another lash hit her, and it wasn't as bad, yet Maive found herself yelping in pain. The armor around her shoulders fell away, and the whip next struck against the padding. Maive now had less protection, and she screamed again. This time it was her neck guard which went away, and she was struck again on her bare skin of her neck.
A long red mark was left along her neck as she cried out in pain and pleasure, shuddering in her bindings as she felt for the first time the intensity of the pleasure whip. Her leg guards fell clattering to the floor, and then she was struck across the other side of her neck, leaving two identical matching marks on either side. Her arm armor fell away. The pain and pleasure by now were a mere fraction of what they had once been, yet Maive could not feel any motivation to try and resist.
When she was struck the next time, she moaned loudly as the pleasure within her was building gradually. Her breastplate detached itself and fell away around her, leaving her clad onto in a simple pants and shirt. She could barely think, barely speak, her mind and body were abuzz with masochistic lust, and she was straining in her binds. Even so she quieted herself, she forced herself into control as another blow landed and she didn't make a sound.
'My,' said the Queen 'you really are exceptionally modest. Most of your species is only too happy to strut about in their underwear, but even underneath all that armor you dress like someone in a monastery. I'm honestly impressed that someone as inexperienced as you has lasted this long. When was the last time you pleasured yourself anyway? It must have been a long time ago.'
'I… I would never…' she murmured, on the edge.
'Oh I see,' the Queen said 'so you view such actions as impure. Well I can't agree, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't appreciate it.' She made her way behind Maive. 'It makes it that much for me!' Then she whipped Maive across the back, and Maive moaned as she felt herself nearing her limit. If the Queen hadn't stopped to gloat, she would have orgasmed in front of her.
She would not give the bitch the pleasure of watching her cum again!
This time it was Maive's shirt was went, leaving her top half clad only in her bra, and the whip next slashed her bare flesh, leaving a long red mark across her back. Another strike across her leg removed her pants, leaving her only in her underwear. For a moment the Queen paused to come up behind her and feel up her breasts and ass.
'My you really aren't like most night elves, are you?' asked the Queen 'Flat as a board, and barely any curves. I'll have to remedy that.'
'Shut up and finish me!' snapped Maive.
'Have I not made my intentions clear by now?' asked the Queen as she removed her hands and walked in circles around her. 'I'll spell it out for you then. I want you to be my sex slave for all eternity. Even if I tire of you, I intend to keep you around just in case I desire you again. Now, lets take things up a notch shall we!'
She struck Maive twice more, first across the rump which cut her panties in half, then across the breasts, slicing the bra in two. Both fell away to reveal Maive's naked body. The Queen took a moment to admire it. 'I'll have fun upgrading you later, but for now lets see about your last piece of clothing.'
'No…' said Maive, at her breaking point. 'No you can't! NOO!' She screamed as the whip slashed her across the stomach, and she felt her whole body give in to the pleasure and pain as a massive orgasm shot through her body and she fell down limp, breathing for air.
The Queen advanced upon her and took hold of her mask. Maive roused herself. 'Please… don't… don't remove it…'
The Queen pulled it off with a smile. Maive felt absolute pain engulf her face as the agony of her wounds returned to her. She screamed in horrified pain and shuddered as the Queen withdrew, eyes widening at what she saw.
'Oh,' said the Queen, taken aback. 'I thought you were just being modest. I didn't think you were physically disfigured.'
'Your kind did this to me in the war of the ancients!' snarled Maive, flinching beneath the constant agony. 'That mask is the only thing which allows me to function!'
'You really should have told me sooner,' said the Queen 'I'll have to make some more serious alterations, but its nothing I can't fix.'
'I want nothing of-'
Then she leaned forward and kissed Maive.
The kiss was chaste in nature. There was no passion, or sexual desire in it. Instead it channeled something through Maive, and suddenly she screamed as she felt her flesh changing, warping into another form. On and on it went, until she could bear it no more. Finally it ended, and the Queen raised mirror and showed it to her. 'Now what do you think?'
Maive was speechless. There in the mirror was her face as it had been countless years ago, unmarred by any wound or injury. Nor did she feel any pain. How many times before she got the mask had she looked at her scorched features and wished to see this? Now it was here. Despite her terrible situation, she was speechless. 'I'm… I'm beautiful again…'
'Yes, and now you can resume a normal life.' said the Queen 'Of course we both know thats not going to happen, for obvious reasons.' She made her way behind Maive and stretching out her whip. 'Even so, I've got places to be, so I think I'll finish this little session up. Oh but I forgot, I promised you an alteration, didn't I? You can keep the healing magic, that was on the house.
Well here it is.'
Suddenly Maive's breast ballooned outwards to enormous size, twice as large as her head, while her hips widened massively, and her ass became large, firm and perfectly round. Struggling, she glanced back to the Queen. 'Wha-what have you done to me?'
'Why does everyone always ask that?' asked the Queen sadly. 'I've used magic to exaggerate the size of your curves because I have a thing for big tits. It really is incredibly obvious, and yet everyone uses that exact line.
Oh well.
You should know that I've only used a mere fraction of the pleasure whips maximum power on you thus far. We'll be doing this for awhile as I build you up gradually to the higher levels. For now however, here is the pleasure whip at half its maximum power.'
The whip struck Maive's already sore behind and she screamed. The pain and pleasure which hit her was the worst and the best she had ever felt, multiplied by a thousand. It stretched on and on, driving her to orgasm as her body tried to react, as she continued screaming. Yet even after that it continued, the energy buzzing throughout her body, driving her closer and closer to the edge until she found herself driven into another orgasm from the aftershock of it. Finally she ran out of breath, her eyes as wide as saucers as she fell forward into blissful unconsciousness.
The Queen of Suffering watched Maive slump forward and made her way around her to grope her breasts. The red marks from her whip were still there, and they looked good on Maive, very good.
'Well, this has been quite a bit of fun.' decided the Queen 'However I'm afraid I won't be able to be here all the time. Vile Tormentor, come here.'
A red skinned succubus entered the room and bowed. 'I live to serve, mistress.'
'I want you to continue whipping her while she's awake.' said the Queen 'However she is not to be allowed to orgasm. Bring her to the very edge, but do not allow her to go beyond it. Keep her gagged, and don't play any games with her.
I want to break her myself. You're only task is to make sure she doesn't have a chance to get her thoughts together. The last thing we need is yet another martyr complex, they take forever to break and their never any fun once they do.'
'Yes mistress,' said the Vile Tormentor. 'may I speak to her? Taunt her about her situation?'
'Of course you can,' said the Queen 'I don't want to take all the fun out of your work. Just don't make progress with her. I want to complete her training personally.'
'As you wish.' said the Vile Tormentor 'Mistress, if I might ask, do you ever intend to bring any of the other maidens to the dungeons? It would be a true pleasure to put them to the whip.'
'Maybe eventually,' said the Queen 'speaking of maidens I really must collect some more. Have fun.' Then she made her way to the dungeon waygate and returned to Theramore.
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