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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 8: Assault in Violet Hold

            Vereesa Windrunner woke up groggily in a dimly lit area. Her Farstrider training immediately kicked in and she feigned unconsciousness while she assessed her surroundings with her eyes closed. She could feel her still weary body was once again restrained in some way. Her wrists were bound by something high above her head such that her apparently naked body had to stretch just for her toes to reach the floor. In this uncomfortably taut position that accentuated her toned form, the elven huntress ascertained that there was a decent amount of other people in the room, although she was not sure of the exact number.

            “I can sense her waking up,” said a female voice nearby.

            “Is that so? No point in pretending to sleep then, lady Windrunner. Our magic can see right through that,” said another voice, this one male.

            Realizing she had been discovered, Vereesa cautiously opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. There were a half dozen blood elves looking back at her. They wore the garb of Sunreaver mages. She then followed their gaze and looked down at herself. In stark contrast to the elegant raiments of the blood elves, Vereesa herself was completely unclothed. Then looking upward, she saw a pair of glowing purple spell circles around each of her wrists, seemingly locking them in place. She tested the strength of the binding spell and found that she could not budge her arms an inch.

            “I’m afraid there’s no escaping those mana shackles,” chuckled one of the mages. “You are our prisoner now, Windrunner. Somewhat ironic, given where we are.” The blood elf motioned around them absently. Vereesa looked around more closely and gasped.

            “This is…”

            “That’s right! Now you will get a taste of what it’s like to be a prisoner of Violet Hold!” explained another blood elf. “That oaf Garrosh saw it to be a fitting location for your subjugation, all things considered.”

            Indeed, as her eyes adjusted to the lighting, Vereesa recognized the eerie trappings of Violet Hold. She was restrained in the very middle, surrounded by the various cells of the prison all around her, glowing purple with the arcane energy required to keep their dangerous inmates contained. Moreover, she now recognized some of the faces of the blood elves before her. They were some of the Sunreavers that her Silver Covenant had arrested and put here during the Purge of Dalaran.

            “Treasonous wretches, how have you escaped your prisons? And where have you taken Lady Proudmoore?” snarled a furious Vereesa, temporarily forgetting her nudity in her anger at seeing them free.

            “Look around Ranger-General,” gestured a Sunreaver. “Things have changed quite a bit since you were last here. The Warchief may have his faults, but he does have a knack for conquest. This installation, and Dalaran as a whole, was overrun by the Horde weeks ago.”

            “No, it can’t be!” cried a shocked Vereesa. But as she continued to survey the hold, her eyes confirmed what her heart and mind struggled to accept. The standard garrison force of Silver Covenant agents and Violet Hold guards were not patrolling the prison or standing watch. Instead, Sunreavers roamed freely throughout the facility.

            “What have you done with my soldiers?” demanded the increasingly troubled high elf.

            “Not to fear my lady, your people continue to render dutiful service to Violet Hold. Take a closer look at some of the prison cells. We had wanted to free all the denizens of the hold from the tyranny of Dalaran, but some of the inmates proved too dangerous to allow out. While we could not simply let these miscreants go, we can at least make their stay in the hold a little more comfortable,” explained a blood elf.

            “Ahhh! Ahhh! Ohhhh!”

            Vereesa’s eyes were as wide as saucers as she beheld what was going on within some of the cells. She hadn’t noticed at first, but now she could make out faint moans emanating from behind the purple walls of many cells. Within them, high elven women were in sundry states of being raped. Naked and restrained, whether by mana bindings or their convict rapists, they were all being brutally fucked by the most dangerous felons of the hold. Since the Violet Hold collected powerful outlaws from all over Azeroth and beyond, the rapes that were taking place involved a wide assortment of races. In addition to the more common species, arakkoa, ethereals, drakonids, elementals, and even demons were having their way with their erstwhile jailers, the devout enforcers of the Silver Covenant. This was all to the immense enjoyment of the previously imprisoned Sunreavers that now watched the torment of these women from outside the cells.

            “You monsters! Stop this at once!” roared the incensed huntress.

            “Fear not Ranger-General, I can personally attest that each and every one of your soldiers fought bravely, if pointlessly, to the bitter end,” said a blood elf as he chuckled at Vereesa’s impotent fury. “While we did kill the males, we decided to spare the females to reward their courage.”

            “It wasn’t just your followers either, you know. The human defenders put up quite a fight as well. Especially their leader, that amateur mage. What was her name again?” asked another blood elf.

            “Ah yes, their head guard. Lieutenant Sinclari, was it? Where is she now?”

            “I think it was her turn with the mindflayer again.”

            “Oh that’s right! Do you remember the good lieutenant, Lady Windrunner? I believe you had worked closely with her on designing the defensive posture of the Violet Citadel. A pity you and Jaina never listened to her when she recommended time and time again to relocate this prison away from Dalaran, or at least fortify it further against assault. She had always warned something like this would happen. What a visionary warden. Let’s see how she’s doing now,” said a blood elf, as he directed Vereesa’s gaze to a specific cell.

            “Huuaahh! Please stop! Unnggghhh!”

            Vereesa now watched in horror as a naked Lieutenant Sinclari, head guard of the Violet Hold, was suspended in the air by shadowy void tentacles that filled her cell. The pretty blonde human’s arms and legs were all held tightly by void tentacles, and a particularly large tentacle had just entered her defenseless pussy. Overseeing her degradation was the powerful n’raqi, Kaahrj, an eldritch abomination that Vereesa remembered was discovered in the depths of Ulduar.

            The mindflayer made a motion with its tentacled arm, and the large void tendril within the human began to pump with vigor. A further wave of its arm and the void tendril began to bulge at the base with something large and round. The bulge then traveled through the shadowy tentacle and headed straight towards Lieutenant Sinclari’s pussy. As it reached the entrance, the mage’s tender lips were forced to stretch open as the pulsing tentacle inserted the foreign object within her.

            “Hnnngghh! Oh Light, stop it! What are you--”

            *WHI-PSHH!*

            “HAAHHH!”

            The n’raqi savagely whipped the pitiful mage across her tits to shut her up and then proceeded with more spellwork.

            “Ah, here’s the fabled Seed of Corruption ritual I’ve heard so much about lately. These n’raqi monsters sure are creative,” mused one of the blood elves next to Vereesa. The huntress herself was far too shocked and disgusted to say anything but stare in utter horror.

            After the first seed had entered the human’s pussy, the mindflayer continued to conjure more and embed them within its captive’s womb. One after another, void seeds were being funneled into Lieutenant Sinclari. Her nether lips were sore and she tried to close her tired legs to stop the flow of shadow seeds entering her, but her tormentor easily forced her legs wide apart again. To punish her insubordination, it harshly whipped her straining thighs, and then decided to command another void tendril to drill its way up her puckered ass.

            “Hahhhhhh! Nooo! Please let me rest! Unnnnhhhh!”

            At this point, more than twenty seeds of corruption had been forced their way inside Lieutenant Sinclari and now gestated within her overstuffed womb. Her normally flat belly was now grotesquely distended with the pulsating seeds created by the n’raqi warlord. The monster then commanded the shadow tentacles holding the mage to release her. She lay on the floor groaning in bewilderment, with only the tentacle drilling her ass still assaulting her.

            “Hahhh! Uggghh! What’s happening to me… Ahhhh!”

            The n’raqi moved towards the crescendo of this depraved ritual and commanded the seeds inside Lieutenant Sinclari to detonate.

            *FWOOSH*

            “AHHHHHH!!”

            The human’s tummy seemed to get even larger as lay on her back, her hands clawing at the floor and her legs spread obscenely in a birthing position. She barely even registered the anal fucking she was still receiving as, to her alarm, she could feel something clawing its way out of her defiled love channel.

            “Arrrghh! What did you do… Ahhhhhh!”

            The head guard’s pussy could be seen to stretch wide again as a dark figure began emerging from her once sacred garden. The newly born shadowfiend cared little for its de facto mother as it entered Azeroth from her sopping depths.

            *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH*

            “AHHHHHHHHHH!!”

            Lieutenant Sinclari’s body was being pushed to its limits as more seeds hatched within her and their dark contents scrambled their way out of her corrupted womb. Her head thrashed left and right in fear and pain as more shadowfiends made their way through her birth canal. Her sexy back arched high in the air and she rested on her toes and shoulders as she now tried her best to push her unnatural children out of her. Sweat flowed down her tits, thighs, and ass as her muscles strained to cope with the unknowable intentions of her n’raqi torturer.

            *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH*

            “OH LIGHT JUST STOP!!”

            *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH*

            “OH GODS FORGIVE ME!!”

            *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH** *FWOOSH*

            “AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

            The piteous mage felt like she was about to burst as the remaining detonations within her womb chained together in rapid succession and a train of nether creatures poured forth from her nethers. When the last one was finally out, she collapsed on the dungeon floor in a pool of sweat and vile void ichor. The deflated human’s body shivered as Kaahrj commanded the last shadow tentacle to extricate itself from her back door. Exhausted from her ordeal, she thought perhaps she would finally get the rest she had begged for.

            Instead, her shadowy “children” began to swarm her depleted body. This was when the defeated human finally broke. She had defied the Sunreavers and the evil inmates of the hold for three weeks, hoping to hold out long enough for the Alliance to mount a rescue. But after almost a month of continuous rape, this final defilement overwhelmed her crumbling will power. As the shadowfiends overran her abused body and began violating her from every angle, she admitted defeat.

            “I-- I surrender! Long live the Horde! Long live Warchief Garr—Mmmmfff!”

            A shadowfiend shut her up by sending a new void tendril deep down her throat.

            “Ah, I was wondering when she would fall to the darkness,” said a blood elf, now turning back to Vereesa since the show was over. “She had lasted over a week longer than any of your Silver Covenant whores. The final holdout has at last given in. Of course, that doesn’t mean we’ll stop raping her. She’ll continue to service the Horde and Dalaran. But at least now we’ll give her a chance to rest every now and then.”

            The blood elves around her all snickered at that. Vereesa was finally able to look away from the debauched scene. Lieutenant Sinclari had indeed been an ally and friend to the Silver Covenant. And it’s true that she had always cautioned the Dalaran leadership, including Vereesa, about the risk of a jailbreak. Now her worst fears had come to pass and there was nothing the dejected Ranger-General could do for her.

            “Don’t feel too bad for her, lady Windrunner,” said one blood elf. “You’ll be joining her soon enough.”

            “You depraved lunatics! How have you fallen this low? I will never give in to your warped tactics!” Vereesa shot back.

            “So they all say,” replied one of the mages. He then pinched Vereesa’s nose and forcefully poured a vial of some unknown liquid down her throat.

            “Mmmmff! Ghhkk!” *cough* *cough*

            “So how effective do you think it will be?”

            “Apparently one dose was all it took to have that bitch Proudmoore turn into putty in Garrosh’s hands.”

            “I always knew she was a whore,” chuckled another mage. “But a Farstrider and Ranger-General should be able to handle more, right?”

            “A very good point,” agreed another. With that, he produced three more vials of Aphoria and force-fed them to Vereesa as well. “This should enhance her sensitivity to five times her normal state.”

            “Kuuhhk!” *cough* *cough* “Stop this! What have you done to me?” demanded the Ranger-General.

            “You don’t think we overdid it, do you?”

            “This should be nothing for a daughter of the legendary Windrunner lineage.”

            She had a rough idea of what Aphoria was and what it could do based on what Jaina had told her. Despite her respect for the archmage, she believed her elite Farstrider training and high elven constitution would allow her to resist the effects of the drug much better than Jaina had. Her beliefs were immediately put to the test as the quadruple shot of Aphoria hit her naked body like a freight train. She was suddenly acutely aware of all her erogenous zones. Just the cool air passing over her body began to inflame her passion. Hoping to further humiliate the noble elf, her captors wryly observed the effects of the solution on her body aloud.

            “Look at her nipples! You could poke an eye out with one of these,” said one as he flicked her stiffening tips casually.

            “So this is what a Ranger-General’s cunt looks like. Check it out, she’s already oozing with need,” said another. He chanted something, and spell circles now appeared around Vereesa’s ankles. They forced the ranger’s legs wide apart, allowing an unobstructed view of her pussy. He then scooped up some of the juice that had started dripping from Vereesa’s inflamed sex and brought it to his lips. “You taste quite appealing, my lady.”

            “And look at her clit!” laughed a female mage. Indeed, Vereesa’s clitoris had been coaxed out by the drug and was now noticeably erect, standing tall for all to see. “You have the clit of slut, Windrunner. I always figured you noble types to be nymphos.”

            “Look, even her ass is responding,” giggled another blood elf woman who was watching the Aphoria induced the high elf’s dark hold to start twitching cutely. “No surprise, if the stories are true. From what we’ve heard, you have quite the talented ass, my lady.”

            “Sh-- Shut up! Huh! You will all p-pay for this! Ahh! Uhh!”

            Vereesa tried to maintain her cool demeanor as she castigated the Sunreavers. She steeled her will and did her best to ignore them as they played with her body, pinching her nipples, fingering her pussy, and probing her asshole. But as seen from the undeniable flush that spread across her normally pale skin, the concoction was having the desired effect on her.

            “Well, what do you think lady Windrunner? How do you feel?”

            “This is n-nothing! If you think s-something as pathetic-- Hah! As pathetic as this-- Huh! Will break me, you are sorely mistaken! Just like your master was in allying with the Horde against Dalaran,” retorted the ranger unconvincingly.

            “Sounds to me like she’s asking for more,” said one of the mages. “Let’s mix it up and try applying it directly to her.”

            Two of the female blood elves produced more vials of Aphoria. But instead of forcing them down Vereesa’s throat, they conjured some paint brushes and dipped them in the liquid. They then began painting the drug straight onto the high elf’s already sensitive body.

            “Huhhhh! Stop it!”

            The brushes alone on her nipples would have been agonizingly pleasurable. Soaked with Aphoria, it caused the huntress to instantly arch her back and moan breathily. The blood elves ignored her as they diligently went about their task of painting her fit body, tracing every delicious contour, from her swaying breasts to her defined abs, and regularly going back to her pointed nipples to anoint them with more of the devilish aphrodisiac. Vereesa tried to minimize her squirming, but was largely unsuccessful to the amusement of her tormentors.

            “Ahhhh! Stop, you bitches! Uhhhh!”

            Now the blood elves had gotten to the exposed flower of her sex. Slowly, one of them dipped her brush into the vial again and extended the soaking tool towards the Ranger-General’s pink clitoris. Everyone, including Vereesa herself, was silent in anticipation at what was about to happen. They all stared intently as it made contact with the huntress’s most sensitive part.

            “Hyaaaaahhhh!”

            Despite all her resolve, Vereesa screamed as her clitoris erupted in intense pleasure. Her body, restrained as it was, could only quiver in unwanted ecstasy. If it weren’t for her iron willpower, the huntress would have undoubtedly climaxed by now. But the high elven noble would not allow her captors that pleasure, if she could help it. Although they certainly weren’t making it easy for her.

            “Stop! St-Stop! Huuuaaaahh! Cowards! Bitches! Hahhhh!”

            After initial contact, the Sunreaver turned body painter began insistently swirling the fiendish brush over the distressed markswoman’s clit. The blood elf had always been jealous of the life of privilege the Windrunner sisters and those like her lived. She now took to the task of humbling the Ranger-General with great fervor. Swishing left and right with her brush, she did not allow her victim a moment of reprieve. She reveled in the obscene twitching of the huntress’s toned body under her ministrations.

            For her part, Vereesa’s hypersensitive pearl was being thoroughly stimulated. White hot pleasure emanated from her bud and threatened to overcome her admirable resistance. The ranger’s lusty body strained against the sexual assault. You could see her abs tensing, her calf muscles clenching, and her elegant toes curling tightly, although none of that stopped her from trembling uncontrollably. With what little freedom her restrained body had to move, Vereesa’s hips jerked left and right in a futile dance to dodge the diabolical paint brush. Such a small tool to tame such a renowned warrior.

            “She’s still resisting, is she? She’s made it further than any of her lackeys. As expected of a Windrunner. But you should give in now, my lady. A body like that is not meant to fight pleasure,” mocked a blood elf. Vereesa was going to quip back, but at that moment, another blood elf brought a paint brush to her pussy and began bathing the inside of her pussy walls with Aphoria. She was quickly joined by yet another brush that started to paint her flushed labia with the drug.

            “Hnnngghh!”

            With two brushes working her pussy and another continuing to anoint her clit, the master sniper wailed in renewed anguish. As much as she refused to believe it, they were right. Her throbbing, sensitized body was approaching the limits of its endurance and she would not be able to stave off orgasm forever in the face of such a perverse assault. As if to further this point, another one of her assailants then expanded their attack from a different angle by taking a brush to her most shameful hole.

            “Hyaaahhh!”

            Her already twitching asshole now started winking in earnest as Aphoria was applied directly to her sphincter. Being attacked from all sides, Vereesa’s body twitched in all directions, unable to find respite anywhere. The blood elves marveled at her chiseled huntress ass and the sweat that now flowed down it as she exerted herself. They delighted especially in the sight of the brush mercilessly teasing the archer’s asshole. Now forced to confront unsought pleasure from both ends, Vereesa clenched her ass and did what she could to master her hole, reducing its twitching somewhat.

            “Huuhhh! Hahhh! Ahhh!”

            The Sunreavers continued to apply Aphoria liberally to the shackled ranger for over an hour. Against all odds, the Ranger-General managed to keep from climaxing in front of her hated enemies the entire time. Delirious with lust, the beleaguered high elf focused on her single goal of denying them the satisfaction of seeing her final capitulation. Her high-strung body, slick with sweat and aphrodisiac, was utterly spent from the hour of hellish teasing.

            “As impressive as your performance is, I’m starting to grow tired of your petulance, Windrunner.”

            “I can’t believe this cold bitch still hasn’t cum yet. You’d think with a rocking body like that, she would have succumbed by now.”

            “It looks like Princess Thal’ena was right. The orc’s methods are as unreliable as you would expect.”

            “Must just be some show of token resistance. How pathetic. We don’t care if you cum or not. We have plenty of time to turn you into the Alliance whore we know you are,” grumbled a blood elf. Despite her carnal stupor, Vereesa noticed the annoyed tone he tried to hide. Clearly they did take offense to her body’s sexual defiance. But what he said next negated that small victory and disheartened her once more. “I’ve waited long enough. We’ll just fuck the impudence out of you.”

            The impatient elf walked in front of Vereesa. With a snap of his finger, his robes disappeared and he stood naked, showing everyone the erection he’d had for the last hour. He presciently cast Mage Armor on himself in order to avoid the effects of Aphoria that coated the high elf all over. Then, with callous disregard to the current state of the inflamed huntress, he sheathed himself within her dripping flower.

            “Uhhhhhnnngghhh!”

            Vereesa’s throbbing pussy gripped the intruder with great zealousness. Just the initial penetration was almost enough to take her over the edge. It took all her willpower to reign in her libido and calm her ravenous sex. Her rapist didn’t give her much chance to adjust to him though. Despite how tight she was, her excess juices allowed him to begin pumping into her in a steady rhythm.

            “Hahh! Uhhhh! Huunggh!”

            Vereesa was unable to keep from moaning frantically as her hypersensitive love canal was taken by the mage’s hard member. Taking his cue from his friend, another mage, now naked as well, moved behind the ranger and angled his own weapon towards the entrance of her other hole. Being even tighter than her pussy, Vereesa’s asshole was a challenge to plunder. But her resolute rapist pushed passed her spasming sphincter and into the shameful depths of her high elven ass.

            “Hhhhuunnnnngghhh!”

            The two blood elves got into a synchronized pattern as they raped both the huntress’s holes. To their immense amusement, they noticed the aphrodisiac had the effect of causing Vereesa’s pussy and asshole to pulse powerfully with every thrust, milking both their members like the fuck slave they intended her to be. This only encouraged them further, causing them to double their speed and fuck her even more aggressively.

            “Ohhhh! Ahhhh! Fuckkk! Hahhhh!”

            Not content to sit on the sidelines as the men satisfied themselves with the high elf’s body, the female blood elves looked for ways to amplify Vereesa’s sexual subjugation. One continued to paint Aphoria into her overwhelmed body. Another grabbed hold of her hard nipples and twisted them harshly. Yet another found the engorged clitoris of the huntress, which by now had its sensitivity raised to inhuman heights, and pinched it cruelly.

            “Hhhhyyyyyyaaaaaahhh!”

            “Oooh, a nice reaction!” chuckled Vereesa’s abuser.

            This last attack had the poor high elf seeing stars as she shook violently within the embrace of her rapists. By this time, they had released the mana bindings around her ankles without her realizing it. Unconsciously, the huntress had wrapped her shapely legs around the back of the blood elf fucking her pussy to brace herself against the relentless double penetration. As long as she did not cum, she could forgive herself for anything she had to do to survive this nightmare.

            Her violation continued for hours. The blood elves used the mana shackles to arrange her supple body in a variety of positions as they fucked her. They were skilled and inventive in their technique. A less experienced lover might have gone mad from the exquisite coitus the blood elves forced upon Vereesa. But the Ranger-General of the Silver Covenant proved them all wrong by repressing her passion and containing her long-building orgasm with nothing more than sheer force of will.

            Yet after five hours of Aphoria-enhanced rape, she could tell she had little fight left in her. The exhausted markswoman had a rudimentary plan of escape in mind. Vereesa was familiar enough with the layout of the prison from back when she walked through these halls in a position of power. There was a portal room nearby. If she could just reach it, she might be able to leave this depraved dungeon. She knew the odds were against her, but she had to try something, no matter how degrading it might be. And so, the cunning huntress made her move.

            “Hahhh! Ohhh! P-Please, that’s enough! I can’t t-take anymore! Ahhhh!”

            “What’s this?” smirked a tired blood elf. “Is the lady finally submitting?”

            “Ohh Light! Please let me rest! Hahhh!”

            Vereesa was currently in a doggystyle position, with one blood elf fucking her pussy from below her and one fucking her ass from above. Despite rotating out to give each other time to recover, the male blood elves were getting close to exhaustion themselves.

            “Uhhh! L-Lords and ladies… Hahhh! I surrender!”

            “I’m a lord now, am I?” chuckled the mage whose cock was currently within the warm embrace of Vereesa’s ass.

            “Guhhh! Yes, my lord, please forgive m-my insolence. Hahhh! Huhh! You win. My p-pussy and ass can’t take anymore.”

            “How disappointingly average. I thought your dignity would have lasted longer. You understand what this means, whore? You will forsake your name and titles, and serve the Sunreavers as a fuck slave until we tire of you. You will perform for us and gratify our desires in any way we demand of you.”

            “Yes, yes my lord. Ahhh! I submit. I will be yo-- Hahhh! I’ll be a fuck slave! I will perform for you and let you toy with my wanton body. Unggh! You have tamed my wild cunt with your undeniable power. Hunhh! Please, just stop!”

            “Very well,” said the relieved mage that been fucking her pussy. Both of the blood elves raping Vereesa now extricated their sore members from her well-fucked orifices. Vereesa’s abused body sagged within her mana bindings, finally getting a break from the constant fornication.

            “Please… Please my lords, these bindings… I just need a moment to rest,” panted the huntress.

            “Should we release her?” asked a mage. “I’m pretty sure she’s not going anywhere.”

            “She’s in no state to escape. Go ahead and dispel her bindings. I think she’s earned it,” answered another.

            With an audible chiming sound, Vereesa felt all her restraints disappear into thin air. That’s when she executed her plan. She immediately jumped up and broke into a dead sprint towards the portal room. The mages, tired from raping her for so long, reacted slowly. Some tried to catch her in new mana shackles. Others tried to freeze her in place with frost magic. But the skilled huntress dodged their attempts to contain her once more and kept running.

            “Someone stop her! She’s trying to escape!” one of the blood elves exclaimed.

            Vereesa now had to duck and weave around the other Sunreavers in the hold that were between her and the portal room. Using her ranger grace and agility, she pushed, slid, and vaulted her way to the room, disabling or eluding any enemy that tried to stop her. At last, the portals came into view. But to her dismay, Vereesa saw that none of the Alliance portals were active. The only ones available to her would take her to Horde capitals.

            The Ranger-General deliberated for just a moment as she weighed her options. That was all that was needed for two arcane golems to sneak up behind her and grab her.

            “No! Release me!”

            Of course, the stoic golems did no such thing. In their rigid grip, a crestfallen Vereesa was taken from the portal room and back into the main room of Violet Hold. There, a familiar figure awaited her.

            “You!”

            “You’ve caused quite a commotion in my prison, lady Windunner. I’m afraid that cannot go unpunished,” said Aethas Sunreaver expressionlessly. “I will give you one chance to repent. Surrender yourself completely to the Horde, or be reduced to nothing more than the quivering quim you truly are.”

            “You’re insane if you think I’d ev--”

            *WHAM*

            “Gkuuh!”

            A third arcane golem had walked up to the restrained huntress and drove its metal fist into her unprepared abs.

            *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM*

            “Oooff! Guh! Arrgghhh!”

            Vereesa tried to twist her body away from the blows, but the golem continued punching her abs with deadly aim.

            *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM*

            “Gahh! Uggghh!”

            She then tried to curl herself into a ball, hoping to block its fists with her knees. This only caused the golems holding her to manipulate her body into a yoga wheel pose, forcing her shoulders and legs back, arching her back forward, and thrusting her belly towards the other golem. In this forced contortion, Vereesa’s hard abs were an easy target. Wary of the impending punishment she was about to endure but unable to do much about it, the huntress clenched her core and braced for impact.

            *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM*

            “Gah! Ooof! Guh! Arrghh! Hurrhh!”

            The golem pummeled the poor huntress’s washboard abs ruthlessly. As toned as her core was, her defenseless abs were still no match for the golem’s flurry of blows. No amount of training could have hardened her body sufficiently to withstand this battery.

            *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM*

            “Kuhh! Graahh! Hhhrrrgh! Ooff!”

            The unrelenting metal construct continued to pulverize the Ranger-General’s weakening belly. Unable to keep her abs clenched any longer due to the pain, Vereesa relaxed her muscles. This had the unfortunate effect of removing her last bit of defense against the pounding. The golem punched her softening tummy with devastating force.

            *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM*

            “Aaaaarrrrggghhhhhhhh!”

            Finally, the blows stopped, and the shattered high elf was dumped onto the floor. But before she even had a chance to faint from the assault she had just endured, new mana bindings appeared around her wrists and ankles. They lifted the sniper’s body up into a spread eagle position. Then, from all around her, numerous arcane whips fizzled into existence. There must have been at least 30 whips in all that encircled the debilitated huntress. Instantly, they all flashed into action at once.

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

            “HYYAAAAHHH!!”

            30 mana whips began lashing the ranger’s body from every direction. There was no possible escape from the 360 degrees of punishment. No matter how the huntress twisted and turned, the whips found their mark and flogged her savagely. After six hours of sexual torment, then the belly pounding she just received from the golem, Vereesa had nothing left to resist the extensive whipping. The illustrious and noble Farstrider could only scream in pain and humiliation as her abused body was subjected to 30 whippings a second.

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

            “YYUUUUHHHHH!!”

            Her usually pale skin was now marred by countless red marks, and more continued to be added. No part of her was safe from the lash. Her still sensitive body felt the pain even more than normal as a result of the Aphoria coursing through her. The incessant arcane whips struck her tits, belly, thighs, ass, calves, heel, and everything in between. And the whole time, the disgraced huntress could only stand there in her bindings, feeling every impact with unnatural intensity.

            After what seemed like forever, the floating whips stopped their motion. Most of them dissolved into nothingness, although four of the ones directly behind the ranger remained sinisterly poised. Tears were now flowing from the defeated markswoman’s eyes as she hung limply in her bindings. But the distraught high elf felt even more dread as one of the arcane golems approached her, reached behind her, and spread her ass to the cool dungeon air.

            “Nooo! Please Aethas, merc--!”

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

            “HHYYYUUUHHH!!”

            Inspired by the stories, Aethas commanded his whips to lash the humiliated huntress’s exposed asshole. Although reduced to only four whippings her second, they were now all concentrated on Vereesa’s tender starfish.

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

            “YUUUHHHH!!”

            Each lash caused red hot pain to radiate from the high elf’s backdoor. She clenched her asshole pointlessly, but it made little difference in the face of such staggering abuse. To no surprise, she lost control of her bladder once more and pissed herself in front of all the denizens of Violet Hold.

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

            “HHYUUUUHH!! MERCY!”

            At last, the last four whips also stopped their attack and disappeared from sight. The utterly vanquished Ranger-General once more hung weakly in her bindings, her powerful and well-trained body thoroughly humbled by the day’s events. She stood barefoot in a pool of her own piss and sweat, gasping for air and praying for rest.

            “Please… No more…”

            The chamber echoed with the sound of footsteps as everyone watched Aethas walk nonchalantly towards the subdued Farstrider. Without saying a word, he pointed his finger at Vereesa’s still engorged clit. A spark of arcane energy leapt from his finger and zapped her pretty pearl.

            *ZAP!*

            “HAAAAHHHHH!!”

            The massive orgasm the huntress had kept at bay with all her resolve was unleashed unceremoniously in a single instant. The dark spell the archmage cast instantly forced the high elf to squirt her nectar in a spectacular display of her carnal subjugation. No amount of willpower would have allowed Vereesa to resist cumming at the command of his evil magic at that point. The huntress’ spent body seized up and came undone hopelessly under the power of the archmage.

            *ZZZZZZZZAP!*

            “HHYYYYAAAAHHHHH!!”

            Aethas continued to channel the orgasm inducing spell into Vereesa’s compliant sex. The hypersensitive Ranger-General came again and again in rapid succession as the arcane energy shocked her clitoris continuously. Her body produced more girl cum that sprayed from her quivering pussy with each unwanted climax.

            *ZZZZZZZZAP!*

            “AAAAAHHHHH!!”

            Aethas channeled his spell for a full minute, during which the conquered heroine came at least 10 times. All her efforts to avoid this fate, to keep her captors from seeing her reach climax, were for naught, as Aethas’s potent spell made her body slutty for all to see. But that wasn’t something that concerned her now. Her eyes had rolled to the back of her head and drool had started dripping from the sides of her mouth. The once stoic huntress knew nothing through the haze of her sex-crazed mind except the feeling of her quivering quim, just as Aethas had promised.

            When he ended his spell, the sexually dominated huntress collapsed, unconscious, her mind falling into oblivion to escape the reality she was in.

            *FWI-PSHH!*

            “HAAH!”

            The elven archmage was relentless. A newly conjured mana whip lashed the poor high elf awake. He would not allow the subdued sniper a moment of rest. With a gesture of his hand, he conjured a certain familiar item out of thin air. He then walked coldly towards Vereesa.

            The huntress looked through heavy lidded eyes and gasped. Somehow Aethas had gotten ahold of the wicked Bitch Tamer device from the Maiden Fancy’s crew.

            “W-Wait, Aethas, no--”

            With unceremonious callousness, the archmage slid the sophisticated vibrator into the soaking depths of his distraught prisoner.

            “Ohhhhh!”

            “We will see if you are more docile in the morning, Lady Windrunner,” he said.

            “Wait Aeth-- Hyaaaaahh!”

            The hated device roared to life and began pounding the high elf’s hypersensitive sex with reckless abandon. With her willpower completed expended, Vereesa’s sex-subjugated body had no way of resisting the pleasure anymore. Any attempt to stave off additional orgasms proved to be a futile task. Within seconds of insertion, the insidious vibrations and clitoral stimulation rocked her passion-stoked body into a spectacular climax.

            “Ahhhhhhhh!”

            Of course the Bitch Tamer did not stop, and only continued to torment the huntress. From behind her, one of the blood elves wrapped a blindfold across her eyes, plunging Vereesa into darkness. In addition to adding to her vulnerability, this served to further elevate her sensitivity.

            “Mages, it seems you all still have a lot to learn,” chided Aethas to the other blood elves. “Lady Windrunner here may have no magical talents, but she is still a deadly ranger and not to be underestimated. In the morning, we’ll have Princess Thal’ena teach you a few lessons on how to properly domesticate a harlot like her. She will see that all her physical training will be no match for arcane domination. For tonight, we will just allow her to… Marinate in her own wantonness.”

            At that, they all watched as the quivering quim of Lady Windrunner squirted her girl juice in yet another inexorable climax.

            Four hours later…

            “Haahhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

            The delirious, sweat soaked huntress had long stopped even trying to fight the orgasms. She didn’t even have the mental strength left to keep from moaning out whorishly as the Bitch Tamer coaxed orgasm after orgasm from her. The once powerful high elf hung limply in her bindings as the device continued to thrum tirelessly in her warm depths.

            “P-Please! Hnnnnghh! I need rest! Hahhh!”

            There weren’t many people still awake in the hold at this point, and the few that were still around simply enjoyed the show as they raped Silver Covenant sentinels. While the scene had not changed much in the last four hours, the captivating high elf was still ravishing to behold. Hours of gang rape and abuse had not changed the fact that her perfectly formed breasts, her rolling abs, and her long, athletic legs made for a bewitching sight.

            Particularly mesmerizing was her sopping pussy. Hours of penetration had left her labia plump and engorged. Her flushed pussy lips clung weakly to the all too familiar metal intruder within her. Her once dainty clitoris had now been stretched obscenely by the constant clitoral suction. A vulgar mixture of lube, sweat, and girl cum frothed around her flower and pooled at her feet.

            “Gods, haven’t you done enough? Ahhhhhhh!”

            The blonde huntress’s pleas fell on deaf ears as she felt the goblin tech vibrator drive her towards climax once more.

            The next morning…

            “My, my, my, so this is the famous Vereesa Windrunner, Ranger-General of the vaunted Silver Covenant,” said a malevolent voice. Blood-Princess Thal’ena, darkfallen daughter of Blood-Queen Lana’thel and prior inmate of the Violet Hold, stood before the trembling form of the huntress. The vampyr had been a valuable ally to Aethas when he first took over Violet Hold, and was one of his key advisors on running the facility. She was also a skilled arcanist by any measure. “Must have been a rough night, darling.”

            Behind her stood the same group of blood elven mages that had assaulted Vereesa yesterday. As directed by Aethas, they had come to learn the powerful spell he had used to subdue the stalwart Ranger-General via orgasm.

            Thal’ena approached the high elf sagging in her bindings. Vereesa was still held up by her mana shackles. A full night of riding the Bitch Tamer had left her nearly catatonic. It was only after the sixth hour when the vibrator finally ran out of batteries that she was finally able to get some precious sleep. Moreover, the Aphoria had run its course through her body and been completely flushed from her system by now. Still, the once proud huntress was in no shape to contend with whatever the sinister Sal’layn had in mind for her.

            *SLOP!*

            “Uhhnnggghh…”

            Thal’ena pulled the cum-slicked vibrator out of the master archer’s tender nethers and removed her blindfold. Then, without skipping a beat, the blood princess shoved it roughly into Vereesa’s mouth, forcing her to taste herself.

            “Mrrrfff!”

            While choking the high elf with the Bitch Tamer, Thal’ena pointed a finger at her clit and channeled arcane energy into it.

            *ZAP!*

            “Hyyaaahh!”

            The same spell Aethas had used yesterday once again brought the Ranger-General low as she shuddered violently from the forced clitoral orgasm.

            “As you can see ladies and gentlemen, even a Windrunner can be tamed with the proper spellwork. By manipulating arcane energy in the right way, you can cause an uptight bitch like her to cum while drinking her own nasty juices,” explained Thal’ena. As she said this, purple sparks began crackling menacingly in the palm of the vampyr’s hand. “The spell I taught Aethas is called lust shock. You must focus your mind on pure, unadulterated arousal. Once you’ve done that, shape and direct those carnal thoughts into arcane energy. Mold your feelings into a weapon to impose your will on others. Then concentrate all that energy into the tip of your finger. When you’re ready, simply release the power you’ve accumulated into your victim’s weak point.”

            “Wait a second, don’t--” started Vereesa.

            *ZAP!*

            “Hhhhnnnggghh!”

            The sexy high elf trembled anew as the blood princess shocked her clitoris into another unwanted climax.

            “As you can see, the effects are much more reliable than that silly drug the orcs use.”

            “Can I try?” asked a female blood elf eagerly.

            “Certainly dear, be my guest,” replied Thal’ena.

            With complete disregard for Vereesa’s ordeal, the precocious mage began emulating the spell Thal’ena had just taught them. After gathering mana in her palm and forming it into a bolt of sexual manipulation, the young blood elf pointed at the huntress’s throbbing clit and smiled.

            After Thal’ena’s humiliating words, Vereesa’s injured pride and indignation helped her recover some of her fighting spirit. The Ranger-General refused to be their plaything, doing as they bid and following their every command. Vereesa set her jaw, stared defiantly at the mage, and braced herself to resist the powerful spell.

            *ZAP!*

            “Uunnhhh!”

            The spell was not nearly as effective as when Aethas or Thal’ena cast it. That being said, it was still remarkably potent, and it took all of Vereesa’s determination to keep from cumming. She thrashed her in her bindings, her hips gyrating sensuously and her toes curling tightly to stave off the magic-induced climax that the mage had wanted to extract from her. Her electrified clitoris throbbed with need, but the huntress’s iron will was ultimately able to enforce cold discipline on her enflamed libido. Panting with effort, the daring high elf glared back at her tormentor in triumph.

            “Not bad for a first attempt, but you need to focus your mind, and indeed your lust, more. Try again, but this time, really tap into your deepest carnal thoughts,” Thal’ena coached.

            “Wait, not aga--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Unnngghhh!”

            This time it was harder to fight the pleasure. Her body had already been well primed by the first lust shock. But the Ranger-General clenched her muscles just in time to fortify her body against the evil spell. While her clit surged with arousal, the Farstrider’s well-trained body quivered in denial. A new layer of sweat now coated Vereesa from the effort of her defiance. But tired as she was, she maintained her dignity.

            “I almost had her!” complained the blood elf.

            “Patience, my child, she’s not going anywhere. And we will certainly punish her insolent body for such insubordination,” said Thal’ena.

            “You people are pathetic! You need to use magic to--”

            *ZAP!*

            “…!!”

            Vereesa’s gutsy provocation was hell on her body. This time she couldn’t even make a sound as the full weight of her resolve was put behind the task of not cumming. She was no doubt on the very edge of climax, and barely hanging on. Before she could fully master her mutinous clit, the blood elf lust shocked her again.

            *ZAP!*

            *Hhhyaaahhh!”

            The high elf’s tightly wound body came undone in an explosive orgasm, her essence gushing from her bested pussy. Still annoyed at her attempt to delay her defeat, the mage, who was getting better at this, immediately lust shocked her once more.

            *ZAP!*

            *Haaaaaahhhhhh!”

            Her initial resistance only made it harder to stop the orgasms now as her body went through a double clitoral orgasm to the amusement of the spectators. Seeing the huntress’s steely resolve and physical discipline ultimately crumble in the face of overwhelming arcane power made the performance even more entertaining than if Vereesa had just given in from the start.

            “I want to try next!” exclaimed a male blood elf.

            “Step right up then, boy,” said the vampyr.

            “I wonder, princess, if there might be other methods of employing this spell? You had instructed us to target the slut’s weak points. Well, an Alliance whore like her surely as more than a single weak spot.”

            “Ah, you’re a smart one, aren’t you? Ahead of the class. Yes, while the bitch has a large clit that’s begging to be shocked, feel free to try somewhere else and see the effects.”

            The blood elf approached the still quivering huntress and began gathering arcane energy in his palm.

            “See if you can resist this, my lady,” he smirked. The sexually deviant blood elf then stuck two mana-infused fingers deep within Vereesa’s sex, curled them upwards, and lust shocked her vulnerable g-spot.

            “No don’t--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Uuuunnnnnggghhhhh!”

            Vereesa snapped her head back, arched her back sharply, and jumped up on her toes as she fought against this new angle of attack. Droplets of sweat flew off her shaking body while she struggled to contain the pleasure that radiated from so deep within her and brought her yet again to the edge of climax. But the blood elf had learned from his predecessor, and followed up quickly with a second shock to her sensitive g-spot.

            *ZAP!*

            “Aaaaahhhhhhhh!”

            The double tap to her pussy was more than she could withstand. Vereesa Windrunner gushed onto the hand of her rapist. Unlike with the intense clit-induced orgasms, the vaginal stimulation launched her straining body into a long, full body orgasm. The effect was noticeably more pronounced than before. Her thighs were quivering, her hips were bucking, and her pussy was throbbing hard. This one was felt more deeply, and left the sultry huntress panting in exhaustion.

            “Look! The bitch is soaking me with her need. What a pathetic slut.”

            “Very nicely done,” praised Thal’ena. “Who else wants to give it a try?”

            “There’s something I’d like to test out,” answered a female mage. Taking the place of the other blood elf, she reached behind a still recovering Vereesa and inserted a finger inside her ass.

            “Wait--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Huhhhhhhh!”

            The huntress jerked her body away from the invasive finger as her ass reacted to the sinful spell. Vereesa engaged her glutes and tried to stop the shameful twitching of her asshole. This helped to keep the pleasure at bay, but not for long. The blood elf placed her finger back at the entrance to Vereesa’s crinkled hole and pushed forcefully. Vereesa clenched her ass muscles, but as toned and fit as her behind was, it wasn’t enough to keep her sphincter from being penetrated again.

            *ZAP!*

            “Huunnnggghh!”

            The second shock to her dark star sent it into renewed spasms of pleasure. The huntress’ cute asshole twitched rapidly around the young mage’s finger in response to the spell. Vereesa tried to jerk away again, but this time the blood elf held her in place. She knew how talented the Ranger-General was at using her ass, and wanted to explore the limits of her anal proficiency. With a cruel smile, she gathered more energy into her finger.

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

            “Oh Gods! Hahhhh! Nggggaahh!”

            No amount of discipline could stop the huntress’ electrified asshole from twinkling disgracefully. Her ass canal pulsed uncontrollably no matter how much she tried to fight it. The pleasure from her ass caused liquid arousal to drip freely from her pussy. Still, the high elf’s exceptional anal skill allowed her to ride out the bouts of stimulation without succumbing fully to orgasm.

            “She’s gripping me so tightly! She definitely has a whore’s asshole. I guess all that Farstrider training was worth something after all,” the mage said mockingly.

            “Her anal prowess is becoming quite legendary it seems,” mused Thal’ena. “But no matter how gifted she may be at using her slutty asshole, she’s still no match for our magic. Try channeling the spell for a short duration. It’s a little harder, but the effect is… Exquisite.”

            “Gahh! Stop you bitches!”

            *ZZZZZZZZZZZZAP!*

            “UUUNNNNGGGGHHH!!”

            The mage channeled electric lust into Vereesa’s asshole for 10 straight seconds. The uninterrupted anal assault was too much even for the master sniper to handle. She came — loud, wet, and shaking — in a dramatic, anally-induced orgasm. Her tired ass muscles gave in and the humiliated huntress lost all semblance of control over her madly twitching rosebud. To her utter embarrassment, she even let out an audible fart as her body capitulated fully to the devilish spellwork.

            “Awwwww fuck!” cried the Ranger-General helplessly.

            “You are a disgrace to the elven race,” taunted the blood elf before she withdrew her digit from the huntress’ back door.

            “What say you now, Windrunner? Are you prepared to submit to Lord Aethas and the Sunreavers?” asked Thal’ena.

            “…”

            “Simply surrender to us now, and--”

            “Fuck you, you damn traitors,” Vereesa spat out icily.

            “I see. Very well then. Students, what we have here is a failure to adapt. Sometimes a subject will take particularly long to wear down. In my experience, such cases usually result in the most subservient fuck slaves when they do ultimately break,” the vampyr lectured. “Fortunately, that just means we all get to continue practicing our craft.”

            Thal’ena then put her hand between Vereesa’s legs and conjured arcane energy within her palm.

            “Don’t you dare--”

            *ZZZZZZZAP!* *ZZZZZZZAP!* *ZZZZZZZZZZZZZAAAAPP!*

            “HHHHYYYAAAAAHHH!!”

            Three bolts of violet lightning arced from the vampyr’s hand and struck the high elf’s clit, pussy, and asshole simultaneously. The blood princess expertly channeled the three-pronged assault for 30 seconds, lust shocking all of Vereesa’s weak points at once. The huntress’ overwhelmed body bucked and shuddered in her bindings, desperate to escape the unrelenting stimulation that triggered continuous clitoral, vaginal, and anal orgasms all at the same time. Her dainty clit throbbed, her pussy flooded, and her asshole was thrown into fits of renewed spasms. The Ranger-General’s entire body gave wanton expression to her total sexual domination by the San’layn. Tits flopping, abs fluttering, hips bucking, and thighs quaking, her toned Farstrider physique was put through the salacious rigors of a dozen involuntary orgasms in rapid succession.

            “Any change of heart, Windrunner?”

            “Fuck… You…” Vereesa barely managed to pant out.

            “I figured as much. Well students, I have other matters to attend to, but please do continue to train on her. By day’s end, I expect you all to be able to channel the spell for as long as I just did. Please make sure our distinguished guest gets the treatment she deserves,” Thal’ena said sarcastically. With that, the vampyr turned from the group and walked away to address other matters.

            “Don’t worry Lady Windrunner, we’ll take good care of you,” chucked one of the Sunreavers as they all gathered menacingly around her.

            Over the next eight hours, the deviant mages practiced lust shocking the huntress, working her sexy body all over and extracting countless orgasms from her. They delighted in the way she continued to try resisting their spellwork, and saw it as a challenge to overcome. Every sensitive corner of her erotic body was exploited and attacked. In the end, the magic always won out over her physical resistance, and she would climax hard every time in front of her hated tormentors. The spell even appeared to have the added effect of replenishing her juices, making it so she invariably stayed wet and ready for the next ordeal.

            And so her days progressed as such over the next couple weeks, constantly molested and raped by the Sunreavers and other inhabitants of Violet Hold. Being the prized prisoner, she was usually chained in the center of the hold, where all the inmates and the Silver Covenant sex slaves they were raping could see the Farstrider’s fall from grace. Most days started with some Sunreavers coming to hone their lust shocking skills on her. Her stubborn resolve made her the perfect target to train on, since the rest of the Silver Covenant guards had long accepted their role as fuck toys and no longer resisted in any way. Only the Ranger-General still tried her hardest to fight the pleasure, making her the most enjoyable and useful victim to practice on.

            In the afternoons, the high elf was rotated out between various parties that each had unique and ignominious ways to demean her. Sometimes an arakkoa would be sexually experimenting with her body using their cursed shadow magic. Other times, an ethereal would be testing the effects of esoteric sex toys on her from his trove of assorted arcane artifacts. She was even subjected to the mindflayer’s Seed of Corruption ritual that had so thoroughly broken Lieutenant Sinclari. After a full day of magical rape, the Sunreavers would feed her that day’s ration of soldier pills laced with Aphoria and birth control before stringing her up in mystical chains and running the Bitch Tamer in her pussy all night. Then in the morning, she was always awoken by arcane whips as they lashed her naked form to prime her for the next day, when everything was repeated.

            Although Vereesa was no sexual novice, even her experienced body developed rapidly under this brutal, degrading regimen
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