Chains Willing Ch. 07

Bead came just after me, from being anally tormented by just the fleshy half of her master's massive cock. Bead came into the air, just in front of me, and it all splattered on the floor.

"Oh, the slave made a mess?" said Mai.

With her cock still in me, she kneeled, making me kneel too. Mai did the same with Bead. On all fours, with our butts stuffed with cock, they made us lick up Beads cum from the cold stone floor. With the tips of our little pink tongues we cleaned up the mess of semen, together, until our tongues met each other and we shared a salty cum filled kiss for a short moment.

After breaking our kiss, I flipped onto my back with Mistress Koren's cock still in me. Bead climbed over me and took my lifeless limp cock and balls into her mouth. I did the same to her. Our Mistresses then fucked our butts while we stuffed our mouths with the other's privates.

We moaned and moaned into each other's cocks. I couldn't believe Bead fit my pee pee and my balls in her mouth. I guess I was rather small. Regardless, I enjoyed her circling my cock and scrotum with her soft wet tongue. I did the same to her, though her soft cock and balls nearly filled my whole mouth.

The view was rather pleasing from my perspective. I got to watch Mai's pink fleshy portion enter and exit Bead's butt, making all sorts of lewd sounds. Oh, Mistress, I wish I could have gotten hard. By the Great Daemons, Mai's cock was such a marvel to me. Too complex it was, being hidden up in its sheath of wrinkly flabby dark green skin. When she got hard and let it out in the open, her balls would sink low in her scrotum. They were sort of hairy, and they tickled a bit as they bounced back and forth over my forehead.

Oh Bead, it was adorable to me that she couldn't take all of Mai's cock. I was so glad that Mai enjoyed her, at least with the first half of her penis. I laughed at myself in my head, recalling the first time it took all of her in me. Poor Bead, someday perhaps.

I felt that our sounds reached the heavens, other realms, waking the Eternals with the slapping of our butt cheeks against the hips of our mistresses. It was then that I realized, they were holding back their urge to cum. I assumed they had a bet. I rolled my eyes at it. They would do that. I bet the one first to cum owed the other some sort of beverage, but I didn't know.

I was right though, I noticed Mai was using one hand to hold Beads hip, and the other to constrict the base of her cock to last longer. By the Great Trees, how Odrean of them to place a wager like that. I loved it over the immense pain of needing to pee, and I loved watching Mai's cock violate Bead's hole as her big fuzzy balls grazed my face.

Maybe the loser's slave had to spend the night with Lady Lynn'Kai the Queen of the Seventy-seven Tribes and her Al'nuun, Lady Everaen. My heart sank at the thought of it. That would be the worst. Bead would die. I didn't care. I prayed to the Goddess that Bead wouldn't have to endure that kind of punishment. But I knew Mistress Koren wouldn't lose to a bet like that. She truly hated what they did to me that day.

I felt that my voice went rasp from moaning for so long. Dreariness plagued my eyes from enduring Mistress Koren's thick veiny cock.

Alas, the moment came, Mai pulled her cock out of Bead, leaving her a gaping pink hole. She lowered the thick broad head of her cock down to me and I released my mouth off Bead. Taking in just the big flat tip of her penis in my mouth, Mai released her grip on the base of her cock and she came down my throat. Thank the Daemons ... Foooood!

I swallowed all of her seed, all of her thick delicious seed. She moaned so greatly at it too, as I gulped down her slimy flow of semen.

Mistress Koren laughed. "Dreg!" she boasted.

I knew there was a bet.

My Mistress was the best. She came into my ass, filling me with her load of hot juicy seed. My tummy pressed against my bladder, increasing my suffering, increasing my punishment, my pleasure. She moaned deeply as she milked her cock into me. After a short moment, she pulled herself out of me and I clenched my butt cheeks to close my hole so I wouldn't lose any of her semen. She stood and stepped away, and then quickly returned. Our room was just around the corner from the balcony.

"Do you want your Bead, Red Dove?" asked Mai.

"Mmmhmmm," hummed Bead, with my privates in her mouth.

Mai popped the blue glass plug, Bead, into her slave's freshly punished butt.

I glanced over at Mistress Koren. In her hands, I could barely notice, were my plugs and a handful of leather straps. I quickly took Beads cock and balls into my mouth once more, since she kept mine in her mouth.

Mistress Koren then pressed my anal plug into me, letting it pop into its warm pink squishy home. I hadn't named my plugs yet. Perhaps I'd ask Lady Eve if she had given them names. They did used to be hers, after all.

After she slid my vaginal plug into me. Her and Mai used the straps to bind Bead and I as we were, with each other's cocks in our mouths and our legs straddling each other. After they finished, neither of us could move. I tried. We really couldn't move. We were bound in our lewd state.

I had Bead's cock and balls in my mouth, she had all of mine in hers as well. All of our holes were plugged and I was full of cum from both ends of my body. To top off our lovely humiliation, our two masters stood over us and peed on us. We were now covered in lovely sweat, icky grime, and smelly pee. And yes, I did truly enjoy my humiliation. To the epic deep of my soul, I loved it.

They walked away to do whatever they had to do, leaving us bound together in a puddle of pee, like bad girls. Time went on, till the Azuris star had set into the night and painted the sky with its final pinks and purples.

My hell was unending with humiliation ... and I still had to pee.

-The Next Day-

Red Dove and I were unbound. My Mistress led me by my leash to our room. I squatted over my bucket and stared up at her with tears nearly pouring from my eyes.

"Mistress, please may I relieve myself now?"

She grinned. Using Worm Call, she just winked at me. The little restraining worm in my urethra obliged and released the urine from my bladder. I moaned with satisfaction and nearly came from it.

Lately, I've been relieving my bladder in our room. Usually she liked playfully walking me around like a domesticated animal, making me pee on all fours in the grass out in the field. I sort of missed doing that, but I guess we had to at least try to act like we were going to be the next Queen and Slave Princess of the entire Kingdom of Whalhuun while the Lords and Ladies of the Tribes were present.

As I tinkled, a piece of the Little Black Book flashed through my head. Whalhuun was such a weird name to me. In Oro'keen, it meant ... Endless Winter Trees. In Odrean, it meant ... The Father's Green Home. I guess the two races just came together and found a word they both liked. I mean, the Odrean really really liked the way it sounded and were willing to fight about it, so an aching compromise was made by the Oro'keen. The difference between the two dialects was the difference between the city of Roengreen's central "Roengrav" people and the surrounding "Roengraf" people. Like, the Odrean spoke rather simply and the Oro'keen spoke with higher a higher distinction. I understood both now, so I didn't care. I imagined Bead was still rather confused by it.

Relief coursed through my body and I smiled at Mistress. She kneeled to me and gripped the base of my cock with a finger and a thumb, and squeezed a little squirt of the remaining pee from me. Keeping hold of me, she gently stoked my little shaft.

"You haven't came from your cock in a while. Would you like to?"

I nodded and pecked her lovely perfect lips with mine, tasting her. She moved my bucket out of the way and rolled me onto my back, to my shoulder blades. With her thigh, she propped by butt up in the air so that my cock hung over my face.

With just her pointer finger and thumb, she stroked my cock gently, milking my penis as if it were a nipple on an udder. Her face was right by my butt so she indulged herself, removing my vaginal plug with her mouth and replacing the emptiness with her tongue.

"Oh, Mistress, you're the bestest," I moaned.

Her tusks poked the corners of my thighs as she made love to my pussy, with her nose grazing my balls gently. I fucking loved her so damn much. She didn't care that I smelled like piss and sweat. She loved me too much to care about that sort of barrier.

"Oh ... oh ... oh ... yes ... thank you," I panted, "I'm gonna cum, Mistress."

She sped her strokes for me. Faster, yes, faster ... and I came onto my face with a satisfying moan, attempting to catch my cum in my mouth but failing. My face, now painted in my seed. I smiled at her and licked some of it from my lips. She let my hips go and I laid flat on the floor.

I loved the way she laid on me. Her big perfect breasts weighed down on my chest, granted me comforting warmth. The weight of her cock as it laid limp over mine dominated me indefinitely. She propped her big green thigh over my legs, pinning me down like an animal. I fucking loved it. She licked my cum off my face slowly.

"Oh slave," she said, "You got your breakfast all over your adorable cheeks."

I giggled. "I'm such a messy girl."

She smiled and kissed me with tiny pecks all around my lips and cheeks. I tasted myself on her lips and I loved it. Her eyes were so damn deep with a green that would make the forest complain in jealousy. A lock of her deep black hair fell over my face as she pecked my neck. Her hair smelt of white lavender, and wild flower tea. I groaned as I took in her godly scent.

"I fucking love you, K—"

She lifted her head and stared at me with a grin. "Say it."

I stuttered. "Mistre-"

"No." She smiled wider. "Say it."

I gulped. "I fucking love you, K'Oren."

"I fucking love you too, Liana." She resumed her light kissing of my neck and ear as she traced my lips with her fingers. "Don't tell anyone I let you call me by my first name, or I'll have to punish you with the Fal Orn again."

Oh dear, the itchy cock worms, that was pretty bad. I liked it? I guess. But I thought, maybe only as a onetime thing. I nodded and she continued her loving of me.

We cuddled for such a long time. I traced my fingernails up and down her ribs and back as we kissed and nibbled playfully on each other's flesh. I cherished every moment with her and held them deep within my heart. I couldn't help to think that if I hadn't gone back into the woods that day, I wouldn't have met the love of my life.

That was the best decision I ever made, though I had made many life changing decisions after. I made Bead a slave, yes. I summoned dark spirits to my aid, indeed. I even ventured into the Eternal Realm and returned with a really powerful cloak and a Red Letter. But those moments fell short of the time I decided to go back and find the savage Orcs that violated me.

"Thank you for making me yours," I said.

"Thank you for coming back to me," she replied.

I blushed, chest fluttering with adorableness.

"Not many humans understand our savage welcoming rituals," she added.

After a short silence, we laughed. We laughed like an amazing fucking couple. I cried too, with my happiness. And... for the first time, I saw her shed a tear. It landed on my cheek. We were empty of words, right then, the Oro'keen Dark Mage and soon to be Queen of seventy-seven tribes, and me, the little human girl who went back into the forest one day to get violated by savages again. We were perfect. She completed the fuck out of me. I had to make her happy in return, with every string in my heart. Her cuddles were the best, better than my hell. We kissed deeply. We tasted each other. We licked each other.

"Will you get all sweaty today so I can clean you?" I asked.

"Of course, for my little bow-maiden."

I giggled.

"Will you summon an ethereal arrow today so I can reward you with my sweaty cock?" she replied.

I frowned. Damn it, on my second try? I didn't know. It felt like a bad deal. But... "I will try."

She noticed my lack of enthusiasm. She grinned. "Hmm? My sweaty cock and balls and asshole? Hmm? And my bush too, you can't forget that. You can comb it if you wish. With your tongue, of course," she said, flaring her eyebrows at me with a smile.

I gulped lustfully, my mouth watering out of control, mind blanking out thinking about it. "I will for my Mistress," I said, more confidently.

She smiled. "That's my girl."

She stood, and picked me up to my feet in the process. She gave me an assuring pat on the butt as I paced over to her dresser and slid on my archer's sleeves and riding boots while she clothed herself with her usual rough leather garments and skirt. While I laced the back of my boots tight, she stepped behind me with her hands behind her back. I turned and looked up at her.

"I should have given you more by now. I'm sorry, love," she said. Then she brought forth her hand and opened it, showing me four earrings. Two of them, simple black metal. One of them, gold with a tiny yellow rogue-stone setting. The other was a silver rod with metal studs at the ends.

I smiled. "Oh Mistress, really!?"

She smiled too. "Really, Liana. I forget the traditions sometimes. Though, this one I love. The Realm will be envious of your beauty."

I giddied with so much joy I was shaking. I had seven earrings now, with the silver rod through the cartilage top to bottom, and the rings lining the cartilage around it. I also had nipple rings and a belly ring too, making ten!

I stared at myself in her mirror. I loved her gifts. They complemented the runes on the side of my head, and my long super-white locks. Oh, and my black leather sleeves and boots, I was her little bow-maiden, indeed. She smiled at me as I admired myself. Our happiness was the best. I loved her so much. I turned and she handed me Starbringer, and a quiver of three practice arrows.

"Three? I had twelve the other day," I said.

"Only three today. Your forth with be an ethereal one," she replied, clutching my cheeks in her hands.

Oh, damnit anxiety. I really hoped my fourth shot would be an ethereal arrow. She kissed me, and we ventured down the stone passageways to...

-The Meadow-

More tribal representatives had arrived since yesterday. The meadow was almost full of tents, with elders, mages, warriors, and slaves meandering about. I clutched onto her arm as we walked through the camps. Kinsmen and kinswomen both free and slave alike, paused their doings and gave a slight bow to us. And they did indeed bow to us, not just her.

"Ki nah K'Oren," one would say.

"A good one to you, Al'nuun," said another.

We smiled and nodded our heads to their greetings. Tall Elven mages, rough Odrean warlords, fancy Oro'keen mystics, meek Odrean slaves, frail Elven slaves, even some human slaves too, all bid us a good morning as we walked by them. I never asked to be a princess, but by Bartaine's might, I did enjoy it deeply. I had been nude for so long, I didn't even realize or care that my breasts, privates, and anal plug were open for all to see. I noticed how I was being eyed and I loved it. Such envy they all had for my Mistress.

Lady Everaen stood just ahead by her cart wearing her usual purple gown, cloak, and hood. There, she greeted us with a warm hug and a kiss to the cheeks.

"How are my girls doing this morning?" She chirped.

"We're having wonderful morning," replied K'Oren, with a smile.

"Rather wonderful, indeed," I added, snuggling my cheek against Mistress Koren's arm.

"Bow practice, I see?"

I nodded to her with a smile. "Indeed, I hope to summon an arrow today. Forth shot."

"Forth shot?" said Lady Eve, with as much amazement as concern.

"Yes," I nodded, with a smile. But on the inside, I was burning with doubt. Oh me, I was going to fail terribly. I was going to embarrass myself and my Mistress in front of so many lords and ladies.

My archery target stood bout forty paces away and was made of a big bale of hay and wood. I glared hatefully at it. My heart pounded with anxiety. My legs turned to noodles in water. A deep breath didn't help, but I did it anyway.

"Let's see it!" Shouted a Lord, thrusting his bashing-cane in the air. Others joined, damn it. Mostly warrior folk, but some mages too, spectated my training.

Mai squeezed through the crowd behind me and shouted, "Remember your stance, Liana, and breathe damn it."

Beadrieth was with her too, with her big tits hanging out in the open and everything. She waved at me, sporting a shy little smile. I waved back, feeling no better, but worse. Oh dear, I said to myself in my head, what a failure I was going to be.

I took two arrows in my bow hand, the third in my firing hand, and faced perpendicular to the target. Another deep breath, I nocked the arrow and took my stance with my feet shoulder width apart and most of my weight on the balls of my feet. I could hear the lords behind me judging my stance and asking each other if I was using the legendary Starbringer or if it was just a fake. I focused, drowning out their criticisms and comments as much as I could.

I kept the arrow parallel with the ground as I drew the string to the middle of my chin. Weak eye, closed. Breathing, ready ... steady ... fuck it ... release.

The arrow took flight and met the target almost dead center. I grinned. Oh, how pleasing it was, the feeling of hitting the target where I wanted to. Nothing existed right then as I entered a trance. The next arrow I loosed met the target again, almost center. Again, the third the same. An applause of cheering Orcs followed.

"Quite the bow-maiden she is," said an Oro'keen Dark Lord.

"Indeed, why doesn't she join us on a hunt?" said an Elven archer.

One stepped forward, an Odrean Warrior Elder of high stature, I was told. He placed his hand on my shoulder and stared at Mistress Koren.

"With aim like hers, she would only need three arrows to slay any of our mountain's beasts," he said, "Let us borrow her this evening."

Those around him scratched their chins with some sort of agreement, mumbling, "Indeed," and, "Yes, yes."

Mistress Koren eyed him down, and he took his hand from my shoulder. "Perhaps," she said. Her comment leaned more towards no than yes. Then she stared at me and smiled.

That was all that I needed, just her smile.

"Use Rei," said Lady Eve, "She's the weakest. We wouldn't want the whole meadow to be erased."

My anxiety returned. My heart raced. My anger, hate, and sick shadowy dread followed with every pounding beat. Deep breath ... deeper ... into ... darkness.

I closed my eyes and felt the aura surrounding the target, my target. I drew the string back, without an arrow. With the string touching the center of my chin, I gathered my darkness deep within my soul. I felt it pulse with aggravation, with an immense need to take. The beats resonated with my heart and we raced as one dark rhythm of hate, like a great daemon drum.

"Rei."

Oh Rei, where was my favorite fairy now? I saw her little devious smile glittering in the darkness, my darkness.

"Thither er thou."

Hello, Rei.

"Fainting ever for'ard into darkness."

Rei joined me now. I felt her tender fingertips trace up my belly to my heart as it beat slower and slower, fainting ever forward into my own darkness. Her cunning smile melted my soul into a deep oblivion as I focused on my target's aura. Keeping my stance, I began to fall from my body, leaving myself in place.

"Fall forth and raid."

I felt her little fairy hands at my waist, ushering me to unleash her spell, Ice Haven. I let my ever-looming darkness fall forward from my body into my hell.