The Decoy Princesses

Ellisar glanced at King Rayden. "Why, pray tell, do you keep him around?"

Rayden took another drink. "Gods knows why, sometimes."

Ellisar's jaw worked. The chaotic Paladin was correct in that he should do everything in his power to free those that he and his new bride basically handed over to slavery. He looked over at his personal guards who all looked back at him expectantly with hard stares. Ellisar could feel their condemning looks and almost feel their shame at being shown up by a mere human.

The decision was easy from there. "Well don't just stand there; go after him! Bring back my lady's handmaidens at once!"

"Yes m'lord!" they all chorused back, heartened that their King had given them orders to act at long last. They turned to follow the Paladin out without any hesitation.

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CHAPTER 4:

When Sharia woke up she discovered that she was still as naked as she was when she had been at the ruins save for the tiara on her head. She noticed that she was standing upright and that she'd since been cleaned up. Looking around, she saw that she was in a dungeon of some sorts and they only company that she had was a couple of torches that lit the circular room that had a single pillar in the center; a pillar that she was chained to by her wrists over her head.

She then noticed that she was not alone.

Sharia let out a gasp at the sight of the biggest, burliest, most muscular orc she had ever seen. Her eyes traveled down his body, looking at him as he stood there naked and proud with arms crossed over his olive green chest. "So," he said in common that came out as a deep, booming voice. "You are now awake." He stood well over a foot taller than she was at least and his balls had to be the size of her own breasts. His cock, while flaccid, had to be the size of a human's forearm.

Swallowing hard, Sharia summoned up what little courage she had left. "Who are you? Where am I?" she asked tentatively.

"I am Kerug, Commander of the Orc Hordes of the North and you, Princess, are in the Storm Citadel of Valiance which is my capital." The orc replied calmly.

Sharia couldn't help but let out a whine of dismay. Valiance was over a hundred miles to the north of Caoluna in lands that her people dared not go to. The Storm Citadel was a place of legend even to her elven people. It was rumored that the orcs had constructed it during their wars with man and that its walls had never once been breached. And, of course, Kerug the Unstoppable's reputation had been spread far and wide that there was no one alive who could bring the most ruthless orc of them all down.

She was essentially doomed.

Kerug chuckled. "I see from the expression on your face that you have come to realize the enormity of your situation. So you know how little you can expect any of your people to come to your rescue." He held up a single finger that was as thick around as a small tree branch and was about just as long. "I will make you a deal, Princess; tell me the nature of your mission and I will make you merely my personal slave for my bedchambers." Sharia looked away to try and hide the shame in her face and Kerug let out a disappointing growl that seemed to resonate within the room.

"Come now," Kerug said in a surprisingly reasonable tone. "Is your life worth so little? You elves have not dared to cross our lands by royal caravan to each other's respective kingdoms in ages. Why do so now? What mission are you on? Why are you trying to make contact with the other kingdom in such a way? Is it a diplomatic mission? Is it a mission of your beloved ideal of mercy? Why are you doing this?"

With each questions Sharia's heart felt heavier and heavier but she dared not speak. Kerug took a step forward and grabbed her head, forcing her to turn to look at him. "You will tell me or I will fuck it out of you. And after I am done with you I will then let my guards have you. If you haven't told me by then, I'll let orc after orc in here to have you until you've either told me what I want to know or you've been fucked dead. Now which is it?"

Sharia glared back at him. "You are going to have your way with me regardless," she replied. "So get on with it already."

Kerug smiled. "Fire. Defiance. I like that. Had you been born an orc you would've have been highly sought after as a mate." He pushed her away roughly and he stalked around her to stand behind her. She turned away from him as much as she could, averting her face so that she wouldn't have to see just how hard his cock was now becoming. His big beefy hands slid over her smooth skin and she couldn't help but notice that his hand was so large that with his fingers just slightly spread it went from her hip bone all the way up to the underside of her breasts.

"So I wonder if it is true what they say of elven women," Kerug mused as the hand on her side closed around her midsection to grip her firmly. "Is it true that you remain as tight as the night you lost your virginity? While I don't think that those goblins that brought you in could do much, their leader might have been able to stretch you just a bit." He lifted her up again, forcing her to bend a bit at the waist so that her ass was presented to him. With his other hand he extended his middle finger and proceeded to rub it from the cleft of her buttocks all the way forward to her pussy, making her shudder in the process.

Then, with the same extended digit, he pressed it into her. "OH!" Sharia involuntarily gasped as her pussy was stretched wider than it had ever been in her entire life. His probing finger was like someone was trying to stuff a large wooden pole up into her. Kerug got it in up to his first knuckle before withdrawing it. Already it was dripping with her juices.

He then shifted his grip over to her thigh, enclosing it with his hand easily. He brought it up for more leverage and shoved his finger in again. This time he got it into her all the way and she let out a deep guttural grunt as he penetrated her deep. She'd never been filled so completely before and could only imagine what his cock was going to be like when he got around to doing the deed.

Kerug fingered her hard for a minute, making her nice and wet in the process. Now his cock was standing fully erect and was demanding to be put into her. He reached over and grabbed her other thigh in his hand and easily lifted her up. Leaning back he poised his cock straight up to her waiting pussy. Goddess, no! Sharia mentally pleaded as she braced for the inevitable. Kerug then pulled her back down, impaling her upon his massive cock.

Sharia cried out as her pussy was stretched and filled to limits she never even thought possible. Kerug's cock was so big that not all of it made it into her. He was grunting as he tried to stuff the remaining few inches into her tightness but ultimately unable to. The head of his cock was firm against her cervix. She shuddered involuntarily as the erotic pleasure radiated from her loins. Her nipples stood hard on end at the tips of her breasts. Her entire body cried out for breeding while her mind cried out for the orc to stop.

Not stopping, Kerug let her legs dangle while he was firmly entrenched within her pussy. He reveled in the tightness of her sheath and the soft mews emanating from her mouth. Sharia buried her face to the side in the crook of one arm and cried. The pain of this monster invading her body she could endure. The shame of this monster having his way with her she feared that she could not endure along with the fact that she would have pleasure forced upon her as the goblins had done.

"Tell me what I want to know and I will spare you this indignity." Kerug whispered into her ear, his hot breath on the back of her neck. "I will make you my slave only and have you properly instead of some common prisoner."

"No," Sharia breathed, steeling herself for what was to come."

"Fine!" Kerug snapped. He grabbed her hips, reared back until just the head of his massive cock was inside of her, and then slammed his cock back into her.

Sharia screamed as his cock tore into her. Again and again he did this all the time demanding that she answer him. Soon Sharia was nothing more than a blubbering mess as Kerug continued to fuck her hard. Then she was calling out to Selune for mercy as the orc's thickness drove in and out of her tightness, tearing across her clit and forcing waves of pleasure to radiate out from her loins. Finally she was screaming incoherently as an orgasm suddenly ripped through her.

Behind her, Kerug smiled and smacked her hard on the ass. "That is it! Cum for me. Cum all over my cock my little elf bitch! If you will not talk then you will scream for me!" He plowed into her as hard as he could, the green skin of his body slapping against the pale tan of hers in rapid staccato. His balls tightened and he let out a roar of triumph as his cock exploded deep into her, causing her to scream in dismay.

When she came down off of her forced climax, Sharia fell limp in her bonds. She dangled before him still impaled on his massive cock that continued to sputter and throb within her. Before blacking out again, she let out one last sob of dismay wondering if this was what was going to become of her life?

She prayed to Selune that it wouldn't.

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CHAPTER 5:

The orc army was cheering as Morok led his prize in by her rope leash late that night. From on top of his warhorse he pumped his fist into the air as he proclaimed "Send riders to the Storm Citadel at once! I have captured the Princess of Caoluna! If anyone needs me," he reached back to yank on Celeste's lead for emphasis, "I'll be in my bunk!" The nearest orcs howled with laughter at the elf's misfortune.

When he dismounted in front of his barracks he noticed a multitude of small heads marching his way. Morok sneered at the sight of goblins but reminded himself that they were a necessary evil as they did jobs that no self-respecting orc would be caught dead doing.

Morok watched the goblins file in behind their leader; Dnesut the Warlock. He snorted disdainfully down at the grubby little green goblins. "What are you doing here, Dnesut? Were you not to be up north at the elven temple ruins in case the Princess and her escorts were routed there?" From what he remembered, the ruins were a good ten miles from here at the very least.

Dnesut nodded and smiled with glee. "And we were there when she appeared all by herself." Dnesut cackled with glee. "She refused to talk so we had our way with her before we handed her over to Warlord Kerug's warriors. Kerug then ordered us to rejoin the army and so here we are!"

"What are you talking about, Goblin?" Morok asked, untying Celeste's makeshift leash from his saddle and yanking her forward for the goblin to see. Celeste stumbled at being pulled forward at the neck suddenly but managed to catch herself. "We have already caught her!"

"HA!" Dnesut laughed and pointed up at him. "I heard your little announcement. I hate to be the bearer of bad news but that's not the Princess of Caoluna. We already caught her up north wearing the royal vestments and everything. What you have, my large friend, is a decoy!"

Oh no... Celeste thought as her eyes went wide at that comment. They must've captured poor Sharia. She won't last a day with the orcs!

"Not possible!" Morok retorted, still arguing with the goblin. "She was wearing the royal tabard and battle armor."

Dnesut snorted. "So were half of the guards from what I was told! This one wasn't wearing the crown, was she?"

Morok paused at the goblin's words, glancing to the side toward his captive who looked back at him with wide, fearful eyes. "No..." he said slowly as the information slowly sank in.

Dnesut smiled in triumph. "And she never tried to cast any magic, did she?" his smile widened with Morok stiffened up and then shook his head. "Everyone knows that the Princess of Caoluna is a magic user and not a fighter. So, like I said; you have a decoy."

Morok wheeled on Celeste, pulling her close so that their faces were scant inches apart. "Who are you? Are you or are you not the Crown Princess?" he roared at her, causing her to flinch. "SPEAK! Or I will rip you limb from limb right now!"

"No," Celeste said at last, making the painful decision. Her orders were to keep her real identity a secret for as long as possible but to also stay alive as long as possible as well. Besides, she figured in her mind, I cannot escape them and report on their numbers if I am dead. A hint of a smile crossed her lips. "I am not. I am just one of her handmaidens."

"BAH!" Morok threw his hands up in frustration. Outraged, he cuffed Celeste on the back of the head, sending her to the ground to land at Dnesut's feet. "Here, you take her then! Without the real princess all I have is just another slave that I do not need at this point! I must send a rider at once to Warlord Kerug," he said, stalking off.

"Perfect!" Dnesut screeched with glee. "Two elves in one day! Best day ever!" He picked up the loose end of Celeste's rope leash with his free hand and gave it a tug. "Get up, you! Follow me and do not even think of any funny business!" he said, brandishing his staff over his head. It hummed with magical power as he did, getting Celeste's attention.

Any given day, she could've handed the goblin his head. However without her weapon or even her hands free and the goblin ready for any move she made, she was entirely at his mercy. Their eyes met and Dnesut saw that he had her. She lowered her eyes in defeat. "Good. Now walk, slave!" another tug and Celeste was dutifully following behind.

She was led out of the orc part of the encampment and down the hill to where the goblins were camped. Around her, the grubby dark green goblins were hopping up and down with glee at the prospect of ravishing another elf. Did Sharia get taken by these ugly creatures already? Celeste wondered. She must have since their leader... this Dnesut... already bragged about it. Poor Sharia...

As much as Celeste loved her sister handmaiden, Sharia was a delicate flower. Celeste had been trained in combat and hardened by the realities of war. She was specifically chosen to be the true Princess' last line of defense should the worst happened and she'd been selected for this route just due to the very low probability of any caravan making it through.

Celeste silently prayed that the other three caravans made it.

She was led into an area up against a cliff face that was naturally embedded into the side of the hill. There was a place there that had sharp wooden spikes that had been nailed together with planks. All the spikes were pointed inward. A prisoner pen... Celeste thought as Dnesut motioned for her to enter. With her head down, she did as she was ordered. When she passed the goblin, he stuck his staff out and tripped her. Celeste stumbled and fell to the grass. She got to her knees despite her hands still being tied in front of her.

Dnesut took the rope and tied it to a nearby stump jutting out of the ground. He whacked her on the back of the head with his staff. "Stay down on all fours, slave!" he squeaked. Celeste dropped down, propping her upper body up as much as possible with her tied hands. With his prisoner secure, he dropped his staff, shucked off his robe and loincloth, and then grabbed Celeste by her hair to drag her head down to his cock.

Celeste noticed that Dnesut was impressively hung for a goblin. His cock had to be the size of a human's. "Get to work!" he snapped. His attention then when behind her and he waved his free hand. "Not yet! You lot got the Princess first! I'm taking this one first and you all can have her when I'm done." He looked down at Celeste. "Hey! You! Why are you not taking me into your mouth yet? You get to work or else my boys will be having target practice with you instead of having real fun with you!" he jostled her head with the hand that was holding her hair to get his point across.

Trying to hide her embarrassment at the indignity of her situation, Celeste swallowed hard and opened her mouth. She rested herself down onto her elbows so that she could bring her hands up to cup his balls and lift his cock up to her lips. How low has she fallen to have to give a blow job to a mere goblin! She took his green cock into her mouth and started to suck. Instantly his prick began to stiffen at her touch.

Dnseut moved his hands to grab her hair at her temples. "Yeah, that's it elf bitch!" he sneered. "Take it all!" He shoved his hips forward and proceeded to fuck her mouth while his balls were being fondled by her hands.

Celeste's eyes widened and she fought to suppress the urge to gag when the goblin's cock hit the back of her throat. Dnseut ignored her muffled protests as he continued on. When she managed to settle down in a sucking pattern in time to his thrusts into her mouth, the goblin let go of her head to hunch over a bit so that he could reach her dangling breasts. He hefted them in his little hands as if handling a pair of ripe melons. "Bigger and fuller than the Princess' tits, that's for sure." He noted.

Below him, Celeste could only gurgle in response. She yelped around his cock and shifted her torso wildly to try to get him to lose his grip on her breasts. Dnseut's grip on her teats remained firm as he gripped her nipples and held on as she moved. It didn't take her long to realize the futility of her situation and she settled back down to resume her sucking on his cock.

The goblin didn't last long. Right when he was about to blow he let go of her breasts and grabbed her head. A second later he came hard, shooting his load deep down her throat and making her struggle to swallow it all. Celeste thrashed around briefly and tears welled up in her eyes again from the discomfort but she managed to swallow the creature's vile seed until his cock finally went limp in her mouth.

When he pulled out, she coughed and sputtered up the rest. A small pool of his white seed spattered on the ground in front of her. As Dnseut motioned for his boys to start lining up for a turn, she figured that the goblin cum on the grass would only be growing in size before the night was over.

She was correct in that regard as the goblins all jumped her after Dnseut was out of the way. What the rest of the goblin pack lacked in size and girth they made up in sheer numbers. Celeste heard a scuffle behind her until finally one goblin leaped forward to land smack up against her ass. She felt his little hands dig into her flesh until his small cock speared into her.

Wincing at the sudden penetration into her pussy, Celeste let out a small grunt and tried her best to relax as this was going to be the first of many little goblin pricks inside of her most intimate spot. Her attention was diverted from the goblin fucking her to another goblin coming up in front of her. Like Dnseut, he grabbed her hair on either side of her head and thrust his cock past her lips and into her mouth. She dutifully started sucking on him just out of caution as to what might happen otherwise.

The goblin at her head lasted all of a couple of minutes until he was blowing his load into her mouth. The moment he was gone, she was coughing and spitting it out. She got just a moment respite until another goblin replaced him. Behind her, she felt the goblin fucking her pussy shoot his spunk deep into her pussy. She let out a whimper as she felt his cum splash her inner walls. He held his cock in there for another few spurts before withdrawing only to be immediately replaced by another eager goblin.

Celeste lost track of time as goblin after goblin had their way with her. Was this what happened with Sharia? she wondered. I wonder if she shut down her mind just like this as she got gangbanged by this lot?