“Then I told her, those will be six coppers, right? If you can’t repay me for the damage I’ll have the guards come down here and put you up for sale you wench.” The man behind me, some human who I couldn’t get a good look at, leaned casually on my protruding butt cheek as he slowly stroked his length into full erection. He was the twenty-second man that day, and the sun had barely touched its zenith. The course skin on his palm made me grit my teeth as he stroked my back, feeling the smoothness of my firm curves and the straining muscles of my back that worked to keep me standing on all fours in the stifling heat of the city’s bazaar. My ankle ached as a metal chain dug into the soft flesh beneath, keeping me secured and confined to a small, improvised tent that barely covered me and shielded my pale skin from the sun.

The sprawling marketplace was host to every rarity of goods. From exotic birds to gut-wrenching spices, and the unfamiliar scents and sounds had the fine, golden hairs in the nape of my neck stand on end.

“Ten coppers ain’t enough for you to stand there and gab away my working hours! Either fuck the elf or fuck off!” Dockar the dwarf, the bastard who had bought me and Yrana, barked at his customer, who snarled back some muffled comment before grabbing hold of my thighs with both hands, pulling them apart in a way that exposed the pink star of puckering butthole and the sopping slit of my silky vaginal channel, both so full of unloaded goo that the slightest manipulation caused it to pour out and down my legs.

I held back a deep sob as salt stung my eyes. My lips parted silently as I mimed a desperate, stifled scream, and a film of transparent spit stretched across my mouth.

It broke as a pained moan pushed out of my throat, forced by the strange sensation of being widened by yet another human cock, pushing past the outer ring of my glistening sphincter, penetrating my rectum as he let out a deep sigh of relief.

“Aaaaah… Ariera’s sweet bossom. An elven princess indeed.” He muttered the human goddess’ name in his disrespecting way, and references the obscene sign that the dwarf had put up next to my tent, stating that I was some sort of wayward princess of an elven kingdom. “How in the hells did you come upon some highborn bitch like this, Dockar?”

The merchant gave a small laugh, which I noticed he did whenever he stalled for time to think of an answer.

“Connections. Trade deals. Some with tribes and monsters most foul in the deepest parts of the eastern jungles of Khalesh and Myrmalar… But I can’t be giving away all my secrets now can I?” I could hear the self-satisfied smile on the bastards lips as he spouted his dwarven lies.

“Uuuh… that’s… aaah… fuck… amazing…” The human male bucked his hips, faster and faster, spattering my butt cheeks and back with droplets of sweat as he pounded into my ass.

“Uuuuuuhhh!!! Nooooo! Uhhuh! Aaaah! Stooop! P…Pll…llluuuhh…! Aaah! AAAAHH! Ah! Aah! Aah! A… Aaaah! No! I… Nooo!” There was no way to hold back my screams as he violently slid his length back and forth inside my bowels, stroking across the smoothly ribbed muscle of my tight hole that clenched around his glans as he started to lean over me, buckling as his legs shook with the pleasure of raping me.

“Ghhhhaaaaa!!!! Aaahhaha…” Strands of cum stuck between his stomach and my back as he pushed back and started to cream me, emptying his human balls inside the rosy pink of my star as he hilted himself deep within. Bubbles of cloudy white burst forth around his shaft as I overfilled, and my thighs trembled uncontrollably as I cried breathlessly into my own arms and the makeshift pillow that supported my head.

He pulled out slowly, savoring the sensation of slipping past slick bumps and ridges inside me.

“…aaaah… best fuckin’ coppers ever spent. Better than those regular sluts at Aldwin’s, that’s for sure.” He sighed happily and started buckling himself back up.

“Human girls and orcish whores aren’t much of a comparison when you’ve got them tight elves. They say it’s ‘cus them elf men got pencil cocks, so their women got snatches to match.” Dockar barked a laugh, genuine this time. “Just tell your mates about our little establishment here. And if you want a bit of variation to spice things up, I’ve got this one here’s handmaiden in another tent, starting from tomorrow. Firm little brown-haired bitch with the smallest pussy you’ve ever seen. Two elves are always better than one.”

I clenched my jaw at the thought of Yrana suffering the same fate as myself. And I tried not to think of what obscenities the dwarf was putting her through tonight.

We will get away from this place… somehow… I promise you Yrana… I cried out as another pair of hands grabbed ahold of my waist, breaking me out of my reverie. And my eyes flared wide as a monstrous girth found the slit of my womanhood, pushing aside my lips with the hulking pressure of its heavy glans.

The tell tale sound of an orc’s snorting breath billowed out behind me.

Tears started back down my face as my body stiffened with fear. It was barely past midday. And this was my twenty-third rape of the day.

I let out a harrowing scream.

Story by EllieSands.
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