From Shera to Cherry Ch. 01

After of a bit more teasing, the orc finally put a finger beneath the pissed underwear and slowly pulled them down to Cherry's fit, where her pants had been laying for a while now. Gelka was almost surprised as she inspected the now bare girl's nethers. "Do you shave them?" she asked curiously, as she couldn't imagine a girl with Cherry's character doing something so indecent on her own. "Blood elves... Aaaah! Don't grow haaaaaaiiiir there, m-mistress Gelka!" the girl struggled to breath as a clawed finger was exploring her groin with limited delicacy. Despite herself the elf had started moaning again, completely at the mercy of the orc who was fondling her. Gelka kept interrupting her teasing with sharp pinches that brought her plaything back to reality, only to start teasing her again the next moment.

Even more curious than the girl's rose petals, the orc kept watching the little rose bud of the elf go slightly up and down as Cherry breathed. Gelka hungrily imagined that little gate to heaven forced to stay open for hours, draining her doll's physical strength continuously as Gelka teased and tested it with all sorts of toys. Oh, yes, there was so much to explore on her doll that Gelka correctly guessed that she would wake the next weeks with a smile on her face, maybe even months. But all that could wait, now the schedule said it was time for punishment.

Without any warning Gelka stopped her teasing and, within a second, drew back her hand and then drove it with full momentum on Cherry's buttock. The girl had been trying to mentally prepare herself for another pinch for a while, but the surprise slap found her completely unprepared. Without control though all she could do was gasp in pain, as a second slap came furiously on her other buttock. Another blast from the past, Cherry remembered when her mother had to spank her when she was little for breaking a vase. Back then it was the first time Cherry had to suffer that sort of humiliation and now here she was again. The stinging kept becoming more and more intense, as Gelka kept spanking her without break, using her ridiculous strength to rhythmically leave a handprint on each of Cherry's asscheeks, as a reminder of who's in charge.

Eventually Cherry started preparing herself after each strike for the next one. Left, right, left, right, left, right... The elf took it with her eyes closed, trying desperately to minimize the pain in her mind. Left, right, left, left. The surprising break from the pattern earned Gelka another loud yelp, as she finally dropped the pretense of following a rhythm and just started spanking the girl randomly. Cherry had lost count of how many times she had cried that day, but it didn't look like it would end anytime soon.

"Are you sorry for being a sneaky little thief?" Cherry answered in desperation, as her butt was starting to flame badly. "Yes, yes I'm sorry! I'm sorry mistress Gelka!" The spanking finally stopped, leaving Cherry panting heavily and her butt begging for some ice. A green hand raised Cherry's chin again, forcing her to look at her orc mistress. "Are you really sorry?" asked the orc. A green finger cleaned away the tears from Cherry's face, reminding her how powerless she was to do even that. "Yes, mistress, I'm really sorry." the elf panted. At this point the exhaustion was starting to hit her hard, as soon as the torture stopped she would probably collapse to sleep. Gelka grinned at her doll, who was having trouble keeping her eyes open. "Good. Then here is another round to really learn your lesson." It took a few seconds Cherry to process the information, but her eyes opened wide as another slap came crushing down on her poor butt.

By the time the second round was done, the elf's behinds were burning red and in desperate need for ice. Cherry was left grasping for air again, her body still unresponsive and increasingly sensitive. Drool was running freely from her mouth, forming a small lake in the floor below. Gelka was left admiring her work, a beautiful swollen butt that would leave little doubt her hands were there. Cherry was laying there half-fainted, but at least the punishment time was over, she thought to herself. She whimpered again as the orc lay one hand on her bottom, as a test for how much it burned her. Satisfied with the painful moaning the girl was giving her, Gelka lifted her hand and petted Cherry's head, as if she was a dog and had just brought back the branch to her owner.

Gelka moved to grab the pants of the elf to take them off permanently, all the while wondering if she should leave her doll naked all times, but feeling the cold moistness of the leather, a new, far more sinister idea sprouted in her mind. So instead, she first started with the panties, which she lifted back to the girl's privates, properly adjusting them. The startled elf tried to turn her head around at the sudden cold on her nethers, but instead only managed to leave a surprised "Eh?!". Wherever the piss-stained material was touching her spanked skin Cherry was starting to ache unbearably. The orc observed the elf's whining and satisfied with her brilliance, started lifting the pants as well, even going as far as to secure the belt again. Now it wasn't just Cherry's bottom that was burning, but her lower half that pleaded for the breath of fresh air, that unfortunately never came.

Gelka hugged her tortured doll as a groom would a bride and lifted her from the chair, to carry her to the bed. The elf was now loudly begging for her pants to come off, the aching being so persistant that it momentarily surpassed her fear of disobeying her mistress. Gelka laid the elf on the floor right next to the bed and smiled as parently as she could. "What did we say about acting without permission Cherry?". Cherry was just busy breathing heavily and turning her eyes around rapidly, in an attempt to mimick head movement though, the most she could do to trick herself into ignoring the burning of her bottom and the pleas of her legs. Gelka carassed her doll's cheek. "Tomorrow you will receive a small punishment again." she whispered, her voice like honey but dripping with poison. Cherry's eyes opened wide as a flask was stuffed in her mouth, forcing her to drink water aplenty.

"You lost so much fluid Cherry... We need to properly replace it, or you will dehydrate." The orc placed a hand on Cherry's nosetrails, sealing the precious oxygen entrance. The elf had no choice but to swallow the water as fast as possible, filling the fluid run down to her stomach. Upon emptying the flask, she felt it drawn from her mouth and finally swallowed as much oxygen as she could, desperate for air. When she came to attention again, she saw the orc observing her, a wide snake's smile on her face. The orc motioned down, and the elf followed the movement with her eyes, that soon widened. On the floor lay another three flasks, filled to the brim with water. Panic started taking over the exhausted elf, as she realised the reason behind her mistress'es sudden concern.

Cherry couldn't bear it anymore. Her belly had inflated, and with every movement the orc forced on her, she could hear the water moving around. Moreover the burning of her butt hadn't toned down a bit, still torturing the elf non-stop. A pair of handcuffs was placed over her still paralyzed hands, composed by heavy iron rings connected to each other through an even heavier iron chain. After shuffling through the table for a bit, Gelka returned with with an iron collar, clearly intended for wolves and other wild animals. Cherry felt her mistress lock the heavy iron collar to her neck, with the back of the chain tied to one of the bedposts. The elf was too tired to realise how dehumanizing that was for her, and quietly accepted her new position in life, at the orc's feet. She was already slipping in and out of consciousness, which was probably good, because she would no longer be tortured by her lower half for at least a while. Gelka finished the adjustments by connecting a second and a third iron chain to her doll's bindings, uniting the handcuffs with the collar, forcing the girl to keep her hands close to her face. From Gelka's point of view, Cherry now looked like a kitten, begging to play with her master. Except this kitten was on the verge of collapsing.

Gelka realised she had pushed the elf too hard for one day. If she had been a bit more lenient she could have enjoyed her doll more, but it didn't matter. She had all the time in the world from now on, to degrade her new plaything until her mind broke completely. Satisfied that the heavy bindings would hold, Gelka climbed on the bed, not in the mood to work anymore today. She was the boss anyway, she was the one who decided who needed to work and who didn't. The bed was huge and soft, with Gelka already considering masturbating to today's events. Moving to the side, Gelka inspected her pet. Cherry had slipped to the side as well somehow, laying on the floor staring at nothing, and whining steadily but quietely because of her burning lower half.

Gelka looked at her slave for a bit, admiring her beautiful work on the girl. Finally deciding that Cherry couldn't be allowed to moan so freely, Gelka was about to smack the girl when another one of her brilliant ideas downed on her. Shifting on the bed, she quickly took off her pants and inspected her underwear, which had gotten pretty moist from having the girl lay on her lap the whole time. Small lines of clear fluid were connected to her privates and Gelka smiled in satisfaction, certain that her scent was all over her undergarments. She took them off too and laid them to the side as she replaced her pants. Taking the discarded underwear, Gelka sat on the edge of the bed, drawing the attention of the elf on the ground. "Say aaah!" the orc grinned, showing the elf what she was about to put in her mouth.

Despite her shock the elf was too tired and afraid to protest. She obediently opened her mouth and felt the orc stuffing it. She could immediately taste the weird unknown taste. At first she thought it to be sweat but quickly realised it was too sweet to be anything dirty like that. Gelka got her attention by lightly stepping on her. "If I wake up in the morning and these aren't still in your mouth I'll beat you seneseless." Not waiting for a response from the elf Gelka climbed back to her bed, spreading herself to the full length.

On this very bed Gelka had been fucked by countless men in the past, some not even orcs. She had been spread, licked, spanked, forced to suck and, of course, penetrated too many times to count. And she had enjoyed every bit of it. But despite Gelka recognising the joy of being on the receiving end, she now experienced an ecstacy she had never known existed before. She could finally relate to all her roughest lovers, who wanted to humiliate her and hurt her. But their imaginations were still too limited, they were all too soft on her. Gelka wasn't satisfied with some playful spanking or some simple forced gagging from cum. She wanted to utterly destroy, to erase every hope and dream of the elf, to make her grovel like a worm. The idea of completely breaking a sentient being, mind, body and soul, gave Gelka unending inspiration, made her far more wet than she had even been when she was the one being fucked. The wave of excitement finally passed over Gelka and she laid to the side, covering herself with the blankets, grinning as she planned the next day and the day after that and the day after. Cherry was hers. She was Gelka's little Cherry. And Gelka would drive her insane.

To be continued.