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Life of the City Elves	By : Whitelotus Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 4833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Life of the City Elves
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Alright people, bare with me. I don’t write much but people say I have a knack for it and I’ve had this idea for a while now. Telling you now, only one of these characters actually exists and she’s my own. I have a sequel in mind telling you know, but I’ll only right it if I get good reviews, so please enjoy and review.

Life of the City Elves
“I’m sorry Love.... It’s the only chance we have to clear this debt, I’ll be fine I promise... I’ll be back in a couple months. I’ve managed to save away enough money for you and Lucie to live while I’m away.” Said the tall elven man as he sat at the table, holding a letter from the army to fight the horde. As he looked to his wifes worried face he knew that she would have difficulty living while he was gone, their daughter was no older then three and he’d be leaving her while he went off to fight. He hated the idea of being away from them, but he knew he needed to do this for them to live a good lives. It was difficult for city elves in Stormwind, and usually many would find themselves in great debt.
The woman who stood next to him was youthful, her beautiful green eyes hid behind the mystical white glow all female Night Elves had, her beautiful face was framed by her long green hair, not a single mark on her face, to show that she was no fighter. Her body was luscious, her breast large, firm and perky, still producing milk as a result of having a child. Her hips wide and what many described as perfect child baring hips, and her rear was nicely rounded and firm. She stood next to her husband who she adored, her voice quivering as she spoke “But Honey... Who’ll look after Lucie and I? Without you here...no one will be around to stop strangers from barging in...”
“Don’t worry my love. I asked the neighbors to keep an eye on things while I’m gone. You’ll be well looked after. I promise.” He leaned in to kiss his wife. He was to leave in the morning and he didn’t wish to leave his darling wife in tears. His kiss was deep and passionate, never once he took his eyes off of hers. His embrace warm and comforting to her as she moaned quietly into his mouth, not wanting to wake their daughter. “I have to leave in the morning love. I’d like to leave with a fond memory of my wife.”
She would blush as the kiss was broken and he made his request. However she would smile shyly and mover in closer, pressing her breast against his muscular chest as she kissed his neck lightly, leaving little love marks as she went. “Anything for you my love... Just please...be safe.”
He picked her up off her feet and carried her into their room just like he did on their wedding day, he kept his kind and loving smile on his face as he lay her down on the bed and looked deep into her beautiful eyes. “I promise Lexista I’ll be careful this is for you and Lucie remember?” He began to undress her, and she helped him with his own clothes. The love they shared with each other that night was passionate, and if it weren’t for the constant lip biting they would have woken the entire neighborhood. In the morning when Lexista awoke, she found herself drained and alone, a note on her bedside table from her husband. As she read the letter she felt strange as though something was wrong. She had no idea how right she was.

About a month later Lexista received news of her husbands death. He had been sent out on a scouting mission with three others. One of them survived, but was badly wounded and told the story of how his comrades had died. Apparently Lexista’s husband died last, as he had dispatched two of the assailants and the last ran him though, this gave the survivor time to flee. Lexista however was devastated, she cried and cried. Lucie becoming worried for her mother found herself never to far away. “Mommy.... When’s Daddy coming home?” Asked the child as she sat next to her mother, looking up innocently.
Lexista was heartbroken and she knew that Lucie would be two, she was only three, but she was very smart. “Oh sweety.. Daddy...Daddy isn’t coming home.... He, passed away..” She said through her tears. As she predicted, the little girl soon began to whimper.
“D-Daddy’s not coming home? But..but he promised to take me to Darnassus when he got home...” Whined the child as her mother wrapped her arms around her protectively.
“I-I know Lucie.... I’m so sorry... He’s not coming home...” And so the mother and the daughter cried together. They mourned for what seemed like ages, and they never truly recovered from the loss. The debt however began to steadily increase again. Lesista was forced to find work. She worked as a barmaid for some time until one unfortunate evening, where she was attacked by a drunken man. She knew no self defense and was terrified of the muscle bound man. He raped her, violently, leaving many marks on her and bruises, on her soft and delacate. He was sober enough in the end and when he realized his actions he interrupted her as a prostitute and unlatched the bag of gold at his side and dropped it in front of her and turned to take his leave. Lexista looked at the money and as much as she hated the thought of it she knew that this would earn her more money, enough to settle the debt and enough to take her daughter away from Stormwind and to their homeland. So began Lexista’s life as a prostitute.

They lived like this for two years. Lucie now a five year old, would often notice men leaving their house and coming from her mothers room. She’d look in the door and would often catch her mother crying to herself after the client had left. She would often say to herself, “Why...Why did you have to die honey? Why did you have to leave Lucie and I.? Why didn’t you run?” Lucie would listen to this often and would have to swallow the lump that would form in her throat.
One day however an offer was brought to Lexista that would give enough gold to pay the last of her debt and enough for her and Lucie to move to Darnassus. She thought hard about the offer, mainly because it meant sleeping with and up and coming gang leader who was out to make a name for himself. In hindsight she shouldn’t have taken the offer, but she needed the money, she had done this many times before, she wanted this to be the last. So she took the offer, she actually started to become excited that she would finally be able to live happily, but would she really? She had sold her body, to many men, and even the occasional woman. Worst of all however, she would have to live without her beloved husband, her only reminder of him being the ring he gave her, and the note he left the morning he was sent out. She had Lucie though, and she was untouched, safe, well fed, and soon, where she belonged. Lexista’s only goal at this point was to get Lucie away from Stormwind, she would do anything for her daughter.
Lexista prepared for her final client getting her room as neat and tidy as she could. Lucie smiling happily at her mother as she cleaned. When Lexista finished she looked to her daughter and crouched down to get eye level with the child, she smiled at her, for the first time in a long time Lucie could see her mother was happy, and it made her happy. “Lucie, you see this necklace I wear?” She would hold onto the shard of emerald attatched to the silver chain around her neck.
“Yes Mommy. I always thought it made you look really pretty.” Was the child’s response.
“Well sweety my mother gave this to me when I was little. She told me that when I had a daughter that I was supposed to give this to her. So I’m going to give it to you. Promise me you’ll take good care of it. It’s been passed down though our family for many years. When the time comes, I’m going to want you to pass it onto you’re first daughter, ok?” As her mother explained the history of the necklace in light detail Lucie felt overjoyed and eagerly agreed, completely aware of the promises she made.
“Yes Mommy, I promise!!” She giggled cutely as her mother undid the necklace then put it around the girls neck, smiling at the child as she happily wore the family heirloom. “Mommy? What’s that noise at the door?” Asked Lucie as someone had knocked a the door.
Lexista felt her stomach drop, she hadn’t had a chance to hide Lucie in her own room yet and the client had already arrived. For a lack of better judgement she told Lucie to hide in the closet and not to make a sound. Lucie did as she told but was clearly confused. Lexista answered the door and there he was, the up and coming gang leader, accompanied by two other men who she hadn’t known were going to be there. “Hey, I thought only one of you was going to be here...”
“Quiet whore! You speak when spoken to, they are here simply to keep watch.” Lexista was quite used to such names, as she heard it often from clients, she obeyed though and lead the three men into the house and into her room. As they entered the room, the leader instantly grabbed her and threw her to the floor, tore off her clothing and pinned her to the floor. Lexista hissed in discomfort at this and gave a questioning look to the man. His response to this was a quick slap across the face, which easily rattled her and the questioning look turned into a look of fear. Sure she had been used roughly, but she was never hit, all she could think was. Thank the gods this is my last client.
The man stood himself up and undid the front of his pants, he stood over the elven woman admiring her curvy body, his member quickly becoming erect, it was a rather impressive size in her mind and she found herself fantasizing about her husband for some reason, maybe it was the muscles, or maybe it was his scent, the scent of a man who worked hard for what he had, it was something she was attracted to and admired, so at least she’d enjoy her final client. He reached down and griped her long flowing hair tightly and pulled on it hard bring her to her knees and without warning forced his member in her mouth and down her throat, he held her head and forced her back and forth on him, refusing to give her the chance to adjust.
He laughed quietly to himself as he continued with this now thrusting his hips a bit as he choked her on his shaft. “Use that tongue of yours” He said and she obeyed, she used her tongue as best as she could to please him. Suddenly he would pull out of her mouth and looked down at her a cold look in his eyes as he forced her to turn around and get down on all fours, her plump rear up in the air for him, and suddenly with no warning she felt him enter her womanhood with great force, the head of his manhood pressed against her cervix, and just as before, she was given no time to adjust and he abruptly began to thrust in and out of her hard and fast, hitting her cervix again and again at the end of each brutal thrust. The man found that for a whore she was incredibly tight and decided that he’d give her his all. Already hilting himself inside her with each brutal thrust he’d pick up his speed and ram into her with more and more force. Her loud and lustful moans intoxicating to him and in no time he lost control and suddenly erupted, filling her with his thick potent seed until she could fit no more inside her, which is when he pulled out and allowed it to flow from her. He wasn’t done with her however and with a low laugh he suddenly thrust into her tight and virgin ass. The man was surprised by her painful scream, who would have thought that she’d have kept her rear untouched, this mattered little to him however and he continued to thrust into her with his uncaring and brutal force, making Lexista scream and moan all at once as he made her reach her climax. Not long after he once again released, filling her tight ass with his seed, when he pulled up he smirked as his seed slowly poured from her two holes. He whistled sharply and the two men who had accompanied him stepped forward, their own members out, erect and ready for her. “Boys this wench is a good one, she’s all yours.”
“Wait!! I thought I was only serving you?....” Asked Lexista, a scared and tierd look on her face.
“Shut up and do your job, I’ll pay you extra for both of them!” Snapped the man as the two others jumped, Lexista remained obedient, not coaxed by more money, but fear as she was forced to sit up, she felt one man suddenly enter her rear again as where the other filled her womanhood, she cried out in pain and extacy, a new sensation she had never felt before had easily forced her to climax almost instantly. The men however continued their brutal assault until they two reached their climax and filled her holes simultaneously.
This continued for hours as the three men continued their use of the elven woman all enjoying their time. Lucie however cowered in fear, hidden safely in the closet as she clutched the necklace her mother had given her, trying to understand what it was she was watching, what it all meant.
When the men had finally finished, Lexista lay limp in the floor, the seed of all three men coating her and slowly flowing out of her holes. She struggled to sit up and looked up at the man, her eyes pleading for them to be over. The leader laugh, as he played with the bag of gold in his hand and eyed her over. Until she spoke up. “A-Are you done? If..If you are.. I-I’d like my gold now....” She said weakly, her voice hoarse from the screaming and moaning. The man laughed again and tied the money pouch back to his belt, suddenly lifted her to her feet by her hair, looked her dead in the eyes, he saw only fear in those beautiful tear stained eyes. Suddenly Lexista felt pain in her throat and saw a blood stained dagger in the leaders free hand.
He had slight her throat, so quickly that it took her body a moment to register that it happened, he let her go and she dropped, her body twitched as the life was drained from her. The last thing she saw before her life ended was the terrified look in her daughters eyes that had been peeking through the crack in the closet door, Lexista shut her eyes tight so she wouldn’t have to see those eyes look at her in such a way, until her body finally became limp and lifeless, the floor stained with her blood. As the leader turned to leave, the two men who had accompanied him stared in shock of what he had done, to which his reply was. “Who cares? It’s just an elven whore, they are everywhere.”
Lucie remained hidden in the closet for what seemed like hours after the men had left. When she finally came out she slowly approached her mothers cold lifeless body, whimpering quietly as she knew by now that her mother was gone. She knew she couldn’t stay their, she may have only been five but she was smart. When she finally left she found a guard and tried to tell him what happened, but he seemed not to care for what the child said. She continued to look and when she approached a female guard she received much better treatment, her mother was cleaned up, the slit in her through was healed over to look like it hadn’t happened and she was given a proper burial, next to the grave of Her beloved husband, and Lucie's father.

A few weeks had past and Lucie had just turned six, unfortunately this wasn’t a happy birthday, she had run away from the orphanage a few day earlier because she was being brutally picked on, and even the matron did little to help her. As fate would have it a tall elven man from Darnassus would happen upon the small child sitting alone in an alley, crying quietly. He’d approach her and kneel down in front of her, seeing that her clothes were dirty and that she was clearly hungry. He took pity on her and stood up in front of her and reached into his pack and pulled out a small loaf of bread and handed it to her, offering a kind smile. As smart as the girl was, she was still hunger and she eagerly took the food and looked up at the man whimpering and lunged forward and started to hug him tightly, full out sobbing, actually finding comfort in it. The man simply smiled at her, he had no ill intentions for her, he had a family at home, and when he saw this girl he knew she needed a home. “What’s your name child?” Asked the man.
She looked up at him teary eyed as she responded. “L-Lucie...Lucieleath Lightfoot”
“That’s a pretty name. I’m Dastol Moonglow, you can call me Mr. D if you’d like. Lucie, I have a home in Darnassus. I have a wife and three children. And my wife has been wanting a fourth. How would you like to come live with me and my family?”
“Y-You mean I’ll have a family again? And...m-my own room? New clothes... and...and food?” She asked, a little nervously.
“Yes Lucie. I make plenty of money. I’m actually a very famous wine maker.” Was his response as he held a hand out for her. His offer genuine, not a single lie was said to her since he approached her, he was an honorable man. And he felt something for her, it was like she was meant to be his daughter.
Lucie reached out and took his hand a slight smile on her face as she followed her new foster father, she would finally get to live in Darnassus, as her father and her mother had promised. Her Life would be better now, but there would always be hard times, but from here, her life would be filled with a loving family.

Alright people, I know it’s a lot for one chapter, and I know I lead on a few more sex scenes but did nothing with them, but I did that because my story was long enough as it is. As for any spelling errors, sorry about that. I have a little learning disability that effects my reading, writing and spelling. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it, please review, I’d love to continue with Lucie’s later years. Please, only constructive criticism. Oh also, if you play WoW and you want to talk to me directly, go to the Moonguard server and look for Lucieleath. Oh and in case you've already read this story and wondering why I changed Lucie's mothers name Well it's quite simple, I've actually met someone with that name and it creeps me out to use it in my story.
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