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Subject: {ASSM} Olde n Breeds 2/?{Rusty Magill}(SM,rape,anal,oral)
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Olde n Breeds 2/?{Rusty Magill}(SM,rape,anal,oral)
 
    The elf stands watching the dwarf stomp up the steps and then hears him 
in the kitchen area opening doors.  Then a door slams.  Looking back to the 
helpless woman, the elf  sees the woman, shaking legs, the strain of muscle 
cramps. Picking up a bucket, by a hand pump, he fills it with cold water.  Walking 
to the half elf woman, he runs water down the small of her back.  A gasp and 
loud scream of surprise issue from the woman's lips.  The shock to her body, 
causes her to go in limp in the stock.  The water does run down her spine and 
then between her cheeks, washing the slime down between her legs and to the 
floor.  The couple of more tilts of the bucket and the water runs down her thighs. 
 Taking a small ladle, the elf throws the water underneath to wash down her 
pussy and thighs.  
    Setting the bucket on the floor, the elf grabs a piece of cloth and dries 
the woman's back and asre and pussy and legs.  Briskly rubbing the cloth, he 
warms her flesh and then kneads the muscles of her legs, slowly the cramping 
subsides and the leg flesh softens.  Walking around to the front, he washes and 
dries her face and hair.  Taking the ladle, he spoons some water into her 
mouth, the dry lips softens with the liquid.
    Sputtering as some water makes her cough, she straightens up her body, 
legs again supporting her weight.  Neck and hands now loose in the holes, red 
marks at the wrists and neck, where they had held her up in her faint.  A couple 
of more mouthfuls of water and the elf puts the ballgag back in place.  He 
had been afraid that she might talk and ask questions.  Her silence or lack of 
negating vocally what had been done to her, made it acceptable in his mind.  
Just don't let her say "no".
    Not wanting to damage her clothing, the elf thinks on how to get it off 
the girl, without letting her get free.  With her size, she could easily handle 
the elf, and not in the way he would like.  Seeing more eyebolt around the 
stock, he took rope and tying it around each wrist, he pulled each wrist tight 
through the stock and secure the end to the floor in front.  And to be more 
secure, he tied a rope around her waist and pulled the end to another eyebolt in 
the front.  A loose noose around her neck was secured also to the floor in 
front.
    Unlatching the lock on the stock, he swung it up and then quickly 
bunching her dress up around her shoulders and neck and then arms.  Dragging it all 
to the front of the stock, bunched around the woman's neck and arms.  Dropping 
the stock back in place and latching it, he undid the rope on the woman's 
wrists and neck.  Pulling the dress over her head and off.  Now totally nude the 
woman stood bent over.  Goosebumps on her body raised by the bareness and cool 
air.  Taking a drainplug from the floor, the elf rinsed the water and slime 
from around her feet.
    Looking around the elf, is amazed by the array of instuments and devises 
lining the walls, ceiling, floor and tables.  Not even daring to guess at the 
use of some of the items.  Walking to a fireplace along one wall, he gathers 
logs and then starts a blaze that quickly warms the air.  Brightens the room; 
but at the same time throwing shadows that flit across ones eyes.
    Looking again to the woman, Alana.  Her form much mored defined, bereft 
of all clothing.  Legs long and muscled, not slender, but strong.  Ankles with 
red marks from the leather straps.  Ass cheeks round and firm.  Bent over, her 
stomach just a small roll of loose flesh.  Back long and muscled like her 
legs.  Red angry bite marks on her left shoulder.  Breasts hanging, large and 
heavy.  Nipples just discernable. Walking around behind the woman, legs spread, a 
tuff of brown hair just barely visible, pussy lips hanging slightly spread 
and still swollen.  Asshole still gaping; but slowly closing to normal.  Walking 
to the front, view the long silvery white hair of an elf.  Free and laying to 
each side of her head.  Mouth and cheeks distored by the gag.  Nose small and 
pert and elfin ears pointy but delicate like a seashell.  Eyes, well that to 
be seen another time, but remembered as large and friendly.  The mouth with 
nice lips, so often with a smile parting them.  That also to be seen again; but 
not now.
    Reaching forward his hand brushes alongside her cheek, feeling the soft 
down.  The woman, feeling this tender gesture, pushes her tongue to that cheek, 
to encourage the elf to let him know that it feels good.  The stretched 
cheeks and swollen tongue and dry lips, so very uncomfortable; but the ladles of 
water, did ease the soreness.  She nows feels fingers stroking along the length 
of her neck, long sliding strokes,  her throat still parched and sore from 
substaining her body as she hung limp with her faint.
    Sensing and hearing movement, she now feels the slender fingers of the 
elf on her shoulder.  A flinch of pain, as the kneading fingers dig into her 
shoulders, bruised from the dwarf's strokes.  Quickly the elf stops, as he feels 
and then sees the black and blue bruises.  Reaching under her bent form, his 
hand palms one of Alana's large breasts.  Lifting the weight, heavy but the 
flesh so soft, feeling the  nipple erect with his touch.  Like a ripe melon.  
Fingers now rolling the rubbery flesh.  Leaning down, he kisses the side of the 
breast and then sucks gently at the flesh, till moving his lips suck the hard 
nipple into his mouth.  Sucking deeper, the flesh around the nipple fills his 
mouth, tongue swiping at the turgid bud.  The woman's weight shifts and 
breathing is heavier as his mouth and lips and tongue play with the round orb.  
    The elf is tasting her breast as one would a fine fruit, testing the 
shape and texture and taste.  Alana, again feeling the gentleness of the elf's 
efforts.  Relaxes and feels her body responding to the touch.  Moisture now deep 
in her tunnel.  Feeling fingers on the inside of her thigh, stoking the 
velvety flesh, she relaxes her legs and then the quick start as a finger polks into 
her pussy.  Lips part already lubed by the breast play.  The finger slides 
easily, first one knuckle and then another, till it is swallowed.  Another finger 
slides in beside and the walls accomodate the second.  Her swollen lips 
grasping at the intruding digets.  It feels good, as they gently slide in and out 
of her oiled hole.  Not too large or too thick, the slender fingers.  She 
gasps, as she feels the thumb rubbing on her swelling clit.  Gently circlling the 
hardening flesh.  A whimper of pleasure pushes at her throat; but cannot escape 
the ball gag.  Pushing her hips forward to press the thumb hard to her love 
bud,  a spark of need pushes at her innards.
    Senses attuned to the quietness of the room, Alana feels a sense of loss 
as the fingers withdraw from her pussy.  The lips leave her nipple at the same 
time and then a slurp whispers to her ears.  The sound of someone sucking and 
licking.  The feeling of loss as she realizes the elf is cleaning his 
fingers, is quickly replaced by a feeling so exquisite as she feels a tongue stroke 
the groove of her wet lips.  Male lips, sucking at her outer pussy lips, pul
ling and teasing.  Then the tongue pushing deeper into her pussy, probing and 
stroking.  Her legs quiver, as she pushes at his face.  The the tongue is licking 
her swollen clit.  Her hands are clenched and head shaking, as her orgasm, 
pushes hard again his face.  On tiptoes muscles standing out, as she squeezes 
her thighs, as best her restraints allow, around his head.  The elf wraps his 
arms around her legs and pulls them tight to his face.  Lips and tongue mashed 
to pussy and clilt.  
    The feeling of collapse, tempered by the restraints holding her up.  The 
lips and tongue still laving her pubic area.  Finally the pleasure now turning 
the need to be away from the tongue.  Finally the male elf, releases her legs 
and moving around to the back of the woman, pulls the single step stool 
around again.  Climbing up, he quickly frees his hard cock and pushes it smoothly 
into the warm moist hole.  Reacting just slightly to the intrusion, the woman 
braces herself, as the elf stroked in and out.  The strokes coming faster 
signal that the elf is ready to climax.  Braced as best she can, she feels the hot 
liquid flying into her pussy.  Another series or strokes and the elf leans 
over, resting on the woman's back.  As minutes pass, the softening penis, slowly 
slips out and then dangles drips of cum wetting the head.  A stream of sperm 
flows out of the moist tunnel.  Running down Alana's thighs and some just 
freefalling to the floor to again form a puddle between her legs.  A couple of 
ropes of cum hang from her lips.
    The elf cleaning his penis, covers himself and then sits down on a bench 
and sits in front of the roaring fire, thinking how good life can be 
sometimes.  Half opened eyes, widen as a noise wakes him from semi-sleep.  The stomping 
assures him that the dwarf had returned.  Down the stairs with a wine skin in 
his hand,  a burst of laughter, as he sees the woman before him.  
    The woman, legs tensed at the knowledge that the other had returned and 
seemed to be as coarse as the other was gentle.  Knowing that two males were 
enjoying her, was an easy guess.  No man could change from being gentle too so 
brutal.  Though that they were not men, well at least one wasn't for sure.  
Being so short, and strong of build but also short of limbs, one must be a dwarf. 
 The other short also and slender of build, felt like he may be an elf.  The 
gentle nature of the one and the coarseness of the other reinforced these 
beliefs.  The dwarf sounds like he is ready to have another go at her.  The pain 
he caused intense; but still he had given her pleasure of sorts.
    The dwarf whispers in the elf's ear.  The snow outside is like a 
blizzard.  The relief party would not get back to sometime after noon at the earliest. 
 They would not even start back till dawn, they had signaled.  And here the 
night was young.  Still many hours till the turn of night to morning.  The 
scent of alcohol strong on his breath.
    Looking to the woman, a smile broke the length of the dwarf's lips.  He 
knew that there was time and he was going to again enjoy this woman and some 
pain that he might inflict on her.  Many interesting insturments in the 
surrounding room.
    Walking to a small cart, he pulled it around the room filling it with 
many assorted items.  Then pulling it to where the woman stood bent forward, he 
reached forward and pushed his stubby hand along her slimed grooved.  Stabbing 
at the slit.  Hips pulled away and legs clenched; but to no avail.  Laughing 
at the cum stained hand, he walked around and rubbed it across her gagged lips. 
 Smearing the sperm across her face.  The woman's head bobbed but again, she 
could not stop his hand.  A slap across her face and then another to the other 
side.  The cruel ballgag bit at her inner cheeks.  A string of red drool 
slids down the corner of her mouth.  Cheeks white with the hand print, now 
flushing bright red.  A mean streak with women was second nature to the dwarf.  The 
whores would charge extra, knowing of this streak and the size of his cock.  
The elf sat numbly, watching his friend the dwarf.  It would be a long painful 
night.  Trying to stop him, would not succeed.  Maybe he could calm and tone 
him down some.  Drinking a long draught of wine from the skin for fortification, 
the elf walked over to the woman and daubed at her face with a wet cloth and 
then offered a soaked rag of wine to her lips.
    The dwarf now reached into his cart and pulled out wooden clamps, nicely 
fitted where small teeth helped with the grip.  Reaching under Alana, his 
fingers toyed with her left breast, gently stroking the round globe and rolling 
the hardenening nipple in his fingers.  Sucking now on the right one, bringing 
it hard to view.  Alana could feel the fingers and knowing it was the dwarf was 
surprised at the gentleness.  Long minutes of play and a small feeling of 
pleasure in her body.  The cheeks sore; but forgotten as the feeling creep 
through her body.  Reaching down the dwarf lifted one of the clamps and fitted it to 
the left breast and then screwed it till it was touching and slightly 
squeezing the rubbery nipple.  Then he did the same to the right breast.  A little 
feeling of pressure from the clamps.  Reaching again into the cart he pulled out 
a bit and walking to the woman's head removed the ball gag and squirted a 
slug of wine into her mouth.  Choking a little on the liquid and then the feel of 
the bit being placed in her mouth and secured.  Walking  under the woman 
again, the dwarf reached up and screwed the clamp tight on the right breast.  A 
loud moan of pain, hissed through the bit in her mouth.  The other clamp being 
tightened rewarded the dwarf with another groan.  Then as he tightened both 
till the woman felt like the teeth had pierced her skin, her breasts shaking with 
the pain.  They could be heard slapping against each other.  The dwarf then 
grasping each clamp, twisting and pulling to try to free them.  Attaching a 
string to a hole in each clamp and a small metal box to the end of each string.  
The box swinging a foot above the floor.  The half-elf woman's breasts 
stretched.  Taking a little smaller clamp, he attached one to each of her outer pussy 
lips.  Tightening the sensitive flesh, again a short string with a small 
weight on the end pulled the lips towards the floor.  clamps on the folds around 
her clit, pulled by the flesh and exposed the nub.  Dropping more weights in 
the breast boxes, he was ready for the new item.  Reaching down, he pulled a 
short lifelike penis from the cart.  Reaching under the woman, he found her pussy 
dry, so he spit on her ass like before and shoved the dildo plug in her ass.  
A moan rewarding each time he added to her decorations. 
    Reaching into the cart, he stepped back and pulled out a short whip. Six 
rawhide ends now wetted, snapped across her back.  A scream this time the 
reward, muffled by the bit.  Being short the back did not suit well as a target.  
Aiming now at the soft round cheeks of her ass.  The rawhide leaving a spidery 
pattern of red welts across the white globes.  Dropping his aim lower, the 
whip now tracing a pattern down the back of her thighs and then legs.  The 
strands wrapping around the legs and then aiming to the side now around the thighs 
and then a strand finding the lips of her pussy.  Cries of pain, seeming to 
never end but continue as the whip caressed the sensitive lips and then 
occasionally across the clit.  The clamps kept many strokes from causing full effect.  
Seeing this the dwarf release the clamps on the pussy and then the breasts.  
Upward strokes swishing at the bruised tissue of the nipples.  A whimper of 
pain steady.  
    Now the dwarf is again standing behind the girl.  Upward sweeps of the 
whip and the swollen lips of her pussy feel the full impact of the rawhide.  
Wetting the strands to keep them supple.  Pulling the small table he used earlier 
behind her, the dwarf climbed up and beat at her shoulders and back and then 
her cheeks.  Unseen by the dwarf, the blindfold is wet with the tears of the 
woman.  Stepping down to admire his handwork, he swigs more wine.  His arms are 
tired from the whipping.  Sweat is pouring down his body and his clother wet 
with the effort.  A large bulge in the front of his pants signal his need.
    Putting clamps on her breasts and pussy lips again, he reaches into the 
cart and climbs on the table.  Pulling his pants aside, his huge organ swings 
free.  A drop of moisture, pre-cum, shows that he is ready to release his need. 
 Reaching underneath, he positions his cock and shoves it at the entrance to 
Alana's bruised pussy.  In spite of the pain,  her body has lubed her tunnel.  
Alana's weakness is that with pain she gains pleasure.  The huge organ slides 
between her lips and pushes slowly into her hot moist tunnel.  Alana feels 
great pressure as it slides pushing apart her walls.  But the feeling of being 
full, overfull makes her pulse with need.  She feels the bristly hair against 
her thighs and as the cock pulls out and pushes back in the full sack of the 
dwarf's balls caress her thighs.  Now the dwarf is back to pushing hard, 
slamming into the bruised hole.  Again the smack of shoulders on wood and the exhale 
of breath, pushed out of her lungs filling the room with sound.  The grunts of 
the dwarf, announcing each thrust of his body.  Again and again he pounds 
into the battered flesh.  Alana's orgasm hits quickly and her body shakes with 
the intensity.  And then before it finishes another splits her body.  A third 
orgasm leaves her a quivering mass.  The hard cock, still forcing at her tunnel. 
 As her legs sag, the dwarf pulls free and then pulling out the butt plug 
again forces his monster cock into her sore asshole.  
    Alana's mind is unfocused and the cock pushing into the small hole, 
doesn't allow the pain to register.  Six hard pushes and the cock is buried in her 
ass.  Pulling back and two hard strokes and the cum shoots in hot splashes 
deep in her bowels.  Pumping again he pounds the woman into the wood.  
Unconcious, Alana hangs from the stocks.  The dwarf's cock hard and pumping.  Finally 
with no resistance from the woman, he pulls his softening cock out of her hole.  
A flood of sperm drains through the valley of her cheeks.
    The dwarf is drained; but the night is still young.  Walking to the fire, 
he sits alongside his friend and they talk of their luck this night.  The 
woman still hangs in the stocks seemingly boneless.  
    
    
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