Orc Dominion: Elfin Descent Ch. 14

If only she had a cloak to cover herself with. Instead her pretty, cum stained face and golden hair were on full display, and the skirt of her dress unhindered as it swooshed upwards when she ran. Lyriena made her decision and stepped onto the main road that would lead directly to Faerie Lights. All she had to do was make it one more block and she would be safe.

She picked up the pace and began darting down the street only to slam face first into a group of drunken orc revelers stepping out of an alley.

"Well, what do we have here?" The one she ran into asked as he grabbed her by the arms.

"Looks like another pretty elf lass desperate for orc cock."

"Practically jumped into your arms, she did. Must want it bad!"

"I think we can satisfy her needs."

The princess shivered as she looked up towards the towering orc. His dark features were hard to make out in the moonlight. "Excuse me, sir." She tried to sound meek and humble, which was hard for her. "But I do not have time to tarry. I am late for work."

"Heh, late for work? Looks to me like you've been hard at work already! Who painted your face, doll, some human lover? Ain't got nothing on an orc, which I'll be happy to prove to ya!"

She knew that not cleaning off the facial was going to come back to haunt her. "Oh, I know already; I have had more than my fair share of orcs. I work at Faerie Lights" she nodded down the road, "you can come see me there if you like, maybe even help in a performance. Just ask for Amerei." That was the second time tonight she had used the fake name and lied about her employment. Mother must be rolling in her grave. She'll haunt me from the Abyss for my sins she thought.

"Faerie Lights, eh?"

"I know it, Forolg, it's a nice joint, especially to orcs. Lots of fun to be had there" one of the orcs said.

"Oh yes, they have got special booths to get your pe-, your dick sucked, live performances where members of the audience get on stage, and other amenities. But please, I really must be going or I will be late for my show!"

The orc gave her a hard look, before finally letting go. "Alright Amerei, run along. Maybe we'll see you there later tonight, eh?"

"I will look for you sir!" Lyriena called out as she ran, relieved to be escaping so easily. She made it the rest of the way to the club without incident. She burst inside the doors, and was initially stopped by the hostess, who didn't recognize her at first. If she had any judgment about finding the Crown Princess of Deznessuian with a face sticky with cum and wearing a tattered prostitute's dress, she made no sign of it. Doubtless she was used to such scenes.

Lyriena was ushered into a back room, and a moment later Brahm came in to join her. "Your Highness! You look a fright, what happened?"

"It has been a long night, Brahm. I do not want to talk about all of it. I need to stay here until morning. And please send someone to the castle for appropriate clothing. Someone discreet. Just ask for Elenorei and she will see to what I need."

"Of course, Your Highness, you can stay as long as you need. Someone is coming with some water so you can freshen up." Silence lingered between them for a moment. "I hope what you've learned here hasn't gotten you into any trouble, Your Highness. If there are things you want to do, or to explore, please, believe that you can trust me to do them here. You needn't risk yourself out there on the streets."

"Thank you, Brahm, but it was not like that. It is complicated. Besides, I have gotten a more thorough education in the castle than I have here, sad though it is to say."

"To be sure. Things go on up there that you'd be hard pressed to find even in a place like Faerie Lights. It must surely be an eye opener for a maiden such as yourself. I hope it has not put you off too much though. Indeed, that you've come down here to explore things further means you must enjoy it at least a little, right?" Brahm shot of a sly glance as he watched her reaction speculatively.

"Well, I would not say, that is" the princess was clearly flustered at the suggestion.

"That you can't definitively deny it is proof that it's true. Don't worry, Your Highness, I'm the last guy to judge you. It's normal behavior for healthy young people, there's nothing to be ashamed about."

"I do not know that I would say that" she replied, somewhat morosely. She had done several shameful things up in the castle, even excluding the pleasurable activities that should be reserved for her husband.

"Oh? There's no shame in enjoying yourself, Princess. Even if you're doing something untraditional. Pleasure is a beautiful thing. If you weren't supposed to feel that way, your body wouldn't respond the way it does."

There was some truth to that, she had to admit. "Maybe, but we are people, not beasts. We should be expressing love and other high emotions, not rutting like animals."

Brahm shook his head. "That's not what I'm saying. But listen, we have things going on here. We have a girl who gets caned, and spanked with a crop. It makes her cum everytime. The audience loves it, she loves it, so what's the harm? It doesn't matter that it's not traditional. Everyone is having a good time. Can you really say that you haven't enjoyed yourself, at some level, with what you've done? Or better, let it put me like this: if you could remove all your societal expectations, all the pressures, all the little guilts; if you could just be yourself and enjoy the moment, would you want to do it?"

Lyriena didn't say anything, at first. She wanted to deny it, but could she? Part of her enjoyed it; even beyond what Trogar made her do, she was still drawn to do such wicked things. She had done many of them right here in the club.

As if reading her mind, Brahm continued, "We've explored many things here. Anonymously. It's been that perfect environment I described. With no one knowing who you are, you didn't have to worry about your reputation or what others thought. And you enjoyed it, right?"

"Yes..." she answered quietly. It was true; she couldn't deny it any more. She had enjoyed it, and if she were free from judgment she would want to do such things. Maybe not with Trogar, ideally, but with a husband who loved and respected her.

She was, after all, a princess; one day she would be the Queen. If watching Jeanette had taught her anything it was that a ruler deserved such pleasures. Oh, not so disgracefully public like Jeanette of course. But in the privacy of her castle she should be able to enjoy herself.

"Then it's really not the act that's wrong, or what you don't like. It's what people think of you. If you get past around that, you can fully enjoy the pleasures of the flesh. You aren't going to be here forever, Your Highness, and if you'll excuse my saying so, I think you'll find it much harder to play these games back home. Maybe you should enjoy it while you can?" After Brahm finished an elfin serving girl entered carrying a tray with a bottle of wine and a goblet as well as a water basin and towel so Lyriena could clean herself up.

After wiping her face as best she could, Lyriena took a long drink from the goblet of wine. She sat there, considering Brahm's words and her own situation. While it was true that she might not be here much longer, she was certainly going to be here long enough. The additional humiliation she suffered at Soleil's hands yesterday had made her burn even hotter for revenge. Yes, Trogar already punished her for the impertinence; but that was not enough. She wanted a personal hand in it.

Of course, that would mean sacrificing more of herself to Trogar. The elfin princess glanced down at the diamond engagement ring she still wore. Was it for Datoran? Or Henry? To be honest, she didn't really know anymore. Lyriena wasn't sure who she was saving her maidenhead for, but it wasn't Trogar. And the longer she stayed in the city, the more likely it was that the orc Prince was going to claim it.

Maybe he wasn't as bad as she first thought. No, that wasn't true. Maybe he was trying to start fresh and be better than when they first met. But that doesn't mean that she would forgive him. Use him, yes; work with him, yes. But not forgive. He had taken much from her, but there was still one thing she could deny him.

A part of her realized that after everything she had done, she wasn't a virgin in anything but the technical sense. Even still, her maidenhead was still a prize, to the Prince if not to her. Lyriena took another long drink from her goblet, then refilled it and emptied it again. "There is one thing I would like to do."

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Lyriena's heart pounded in her chest as she waited behind the stage. She couldn't hold back the violent tremors shaking her to her core, despite how unroyal it made her look. But perhaps that was for the best; she definitely didn't want anyone thinking she was royal tonight. She had been firm in her resolve to rob Trogar of the prize of her maidenhead, but now that the moment was here she couldn't help but have doubts.

The fact that she was naked from the neck down didn't do anything to help the shivering in her bones. Her pierced nipples and shaved pussy would be clearly visible to everyone in the room who was in position to see the stage.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we here at Faerie Lights have a very special treat for you tonight."

The only thing about her that would be obscured was her head. In order to protect her anonymity, Brahm had provided her with a leather hood that would cover her distinctive golden hair as well as her face. No one would be able to recognize her, now or later if they saw her in the street.

"All the way from the Elfish Isles is the young lady Amerei, eager to sacrifice her virtue on the altar of our delights." The announcer proclaimed to a roaring approval from the crowd.

Lyriena's heart thudded faster at that; Brahm's words were cutting a little too close to the truth. Why did he use her fake name? He didn't have to do that, but some people might remember that the former queen was named Amerei. She exhaled nosily through the hole cut out for her mouth, and then inhaled deeply through the slots for her nostrils. Everything else was covered; even her eyes. They were a window to the soul, Brahm said, and could be used to recognize her. She would never know who claimed her virginity tonight, but perhaps that was for the best.

The hood was hot and fit very snuggly with all her hair tucked into it adding to her discomfort and a bit of a struggle to put on. She was nervous at not being able to see but reasoned that maybe for the best. She thought her heart would beat out of her chest when Brahm had zippered it closed.

"But that is not all. You see, our delightful little ingénue is actually engaged to be married! But she is a little uncertain as to how exactly her virginity should be taken; she just knows she doesn't want it to be by her fiancé. So who shall it be? Who gets to take her virginity? An elf? A human? Or maybe even...an orc?" The latter choice got the loudest scream of support.

Another shiver went through her at the idea of an orc taking her maidenhead. She hadn't been sure about this little game when Brahm proposed it, but it was so naughty that it didn't take long to convince her.

"So our slutty little elf is going to sample one of each, before making her decision right here on stage before you all. So, would you like to meet our special guest?"

The crowd roared again, which was Lyriena's cue. Soft hands took her by the arm and led her out on stage. Is it Marietta, she wondered. It would somehow be fitting to have her so close on hand for her final depredation. She had a large hand in starting it, after all.

The cheers of the crowd were near deafening, but fortunately the mask did much to dampen the noise. Still, some of the jeers managed to cut through the noise and her mask.

"Damn that bitch is ready for it!"

"What's with them tiny tits?"

"Hah, I knew this was bullshit; no noblewoman would have her nips pierced like that. She's just another whore!"

"Nah, I bet all those rich elf bitches pierce themselves up like that."

Her elfin companion tugged down slightly on her arm, urging her to kneel. Lyriena sunk to the floor, legs spread slightly. She felt the soft hands leave her arms and slide across her breasts and pull and twist her nipples rings eliciting a moan from her as a foot prodded her to spread her knees wider which she obediently did giving the crowd a better view of her glistening slit. From the noise she sensed she was nearly at the edge of the stage, completely in sight of everyone. She could feel the hungry gaze of the crowd devouring her naked flesh. The princess couldn't believe she was doing this, but also couldn't believe how hot it was making her. She comforted herself with the thought that her face was entirely hidden and they would never know it was the princess herself performing for them tonight.

"It's time to begin with the night's festivities. Let's bring the first cock forward, and see how she feels about it."

A small, limp, flaccid penis brushed over her lips. She turned towards it and opened wide, taking the whole thing between her lips. She immediately began to suckle, swirling her spit around the shaft as she stroked it up and down with her lips. It quickly grew to its full length, which admittedly wasn't much. An elf cock for sure.

"See, what'd I tell ya? She's taking it like a pro." One of the voices cut through again. "Fucking elf slut."

Her face burned beneath the mask as she continued to focus on the cock. Her hand came up and cupped his tiny wrinkled sack. Lyriena began to bob up and down on the length, sucking it hard and fast. Did she want to lose her virginity to an elf? As bad as it made her feel, she couldn't help but wonder if she'd even feel it inside her.

Rationally, she knew that her pussy should be tight enough; it was unspoiled, after all. But compared to the human and orc dicks she experienced, it just seemed so small!

"Tonight's lucky elf is one of our very own servants here at Faerie Lights. Normally he is cleaning up after our lovely elfin ladies and the mess their male lovers leave behind. But tonight it is his turn, and with one of his own noblewomen to boot!"

The announcer's voice had a relish that made her cringe. She had figured any elf performer would be of a lower class, but to hear that she was sucking the cock of a semen cleaner was especially humiliating. Surely she couldn't let someone like him take her maidenhead!

Lyriena sucked harder at the realization the cock was that of a servant and shouts and laughter invaded her leather covered ears "dumb elf bitch!" Stupid cock hungry noble elf!"

"Whoa whoa, slow down there son. Don't get too excited! She still needs to experience what it would be like to have an elf dick inside her. Let's move on to the next round, shall we?"

The elf pulled his dick from Lyriena's mouth and moved behind the kneeling princess. He pushed her down onto all fours, and lined his slick cock up between her ass cheeks. Lyriena felt even closer to the crowd now as her masked face and bare breasts hovered just at the edge of the stage. If the crowd didn't stay under control they could get their hands on her before she even knew what was happening.

The slender elf cock pushed forward and slid into her ass. Her bottom was still sore from Trogar's cock the other night, but the much smaller elfin member was a welcome change to the orc cock. It pumped in and out of her easily, if not very deeply. The jizz mopper's hips slapped against her firm backside as he eagerly rutted with the princess.

"Hah, see, look how easily she's taking it up her bum! I told you she was a whore!"

"Yeah, but come on, it's an elf dick. It can't be that big, anyone could take it!"

"All elf bitches are whores, noble or otherwise!"

Another voice cut in from the left of the crowd in front of the stage.

"Those are real elfin rubies; surely no prostitute could afford them."

"You're right; she really must be a noble of some sort."

The voice sounded disgusted that an elfin noble would act in such a tawdry way. Was it an elf? The thought sent another tremor through her. She began to rub her clit as she pushed her hips back against the lower class elf male, eagerly riding his dick as it speared into her ass.

"What kind of noble elf woman pierces her tits?" someone loudly asked. The answer was a unanimous shout from the entire crowd "A STUPID ELF WHORE!" brought tears to her covered eyes as she rocked back and forth on her hands and knees her little tits swaying as the elf servant fucked her ass and she thought they are right.

"Well well well, it seems our precious noble lady likes something about the elfin dick. Maybe she prefers the taste of home? Well, it seems like she's about to get her next sample, I think our elf is ready to blow!"

Sure enough, a moment later the cock slammed all the way in and began to cream. A few spurts of hot elf cum splattered inside against the hot walls of her ass, before the dick shriveled and slipped out leaving its tiny mess behind.

Lyriena groaned in frustration. She hadn't even come close to begin to enjoy it before the elf had spent himself. She rose up to her knees again and turned from side to side as if eagerly looking for the next cock, even though she couldn't see a thing.

Luckily, she was rewarded a moment later when a hard shaft slapped her across her leather covered cheek. It dragged over her mask until the head swiped along her wet lips. Lyriena opened her mouth for it and quickly took half its length inside. Her lips stroked up and down the top half as she wrapped her slender fingers around the base. She started to jerk the man in her mouth as she ran her tongue along the underside. I wonder who this is, she thought. Probably some lowly dockworker.

Her guess was close, but not entirely correct. "Our next guest is a very lucky one. He is a sailor on the Gorgeous Bounty, and won the crew lottery to participate tonight. For those who don't know, the Gorgeous Bounty is one of the main suppliers of elfin beauties for our fine establishment."

Lyriena's eyes widened beneath the hood. This sailor is one of those responsible for prostituting my people, she thought angrily. She wanted to bite down on his dick, but really, it wasn't his fault. He was just a lowly sailor doing his job. It's not like he was the captain.

The human man stroked his fingers along the smooth top of the leather hood as if trying to pet her hair. With nothing to latch on to, he settled for gripping the back of the mask and using it to pull her deeper onto his cock. The sailor started to move his hips as well, eagerly fucking the hot mouth around his cock.

Lyriena fought her reflex to gag as the cock pushed to the back of her throat. Unlike the previous elfin shaft, this one had the length and girth to truly throat fuck her if she let it. Fortunately, she had a lot of practice recently sucking cocks, and was soon able to take the meat into her throat. There wasn't much for her to do after that, as the sailor was happy to do the work of moving her head up and down the meat. All the princess had to do was cold her lips tight and roll her tongue around in a circle.

"Somehow I don't think that this is our pretty elfin noblewoman's first time taking a cock in her mouth." The announcer laughed. "I bet some of you are doubting that she's really a virgin; well, I assure you that we checked, and she is. The proof will be apparent soon enough once she decides what kind of dick she wants to tear through her and make herself a total whore!"

Lyriena inhaled sharply to catch her breath after the cock was ripped out of her mouth. A human shaft wouldn't be so bad, she thought. They are nice and thick, but not outrageously so like with orcs.