The Legend of the Dark Elf Mage: Swords and Magic

My origins
: My master said he found me. That day, he saw an elf woman lying in the swamp, almost
dead. Her belly was swollen. She begged my master to save the child inside her. My master agreed.
My master was a necromancer, with almost no compassion for living beings. Without hesitation, he cut open the woman's belly
, took out the child, and left, ignoring the woman's painful cries.
Before he died, he told me that there were actually two children in the elf woman's belly, both girls. I
was the one my master took out later, so I'm the younger sister. I have an older sister who was
taken away by a she-wolf when she was one year old.
From the age of two, my master taught me kung fu and magic, and he discovered I was a very intelligent
girl. Every day, he would bring a sexy woman home, have sex with her, and then torture and kill her
to become his nourishment. He never hid from me when they made love, and always did it right in front of me. From the time I was old enough to understand,
I knew that sex was a very pleasurable thing. He also made those women wanton,
their screams of pleasure and moans of pleasure as he cut open their bodies .
When I was 16, my master had sex with me. Seeing myself bleeding, I felt a strange surge of excitement
and did it with him again. He didn't kill me; he wanted me to inherit his mantle. He told me how to conquer men,
how to drain their semen. He fed me many strange herbs and soaked me in a large, dark green
vat. I felt my breasts grow larger in a short time, my hips enlarge, my thighs become round and long, and
my skin become as smooth as a snake.
A year later, I had become a sexy woman with full breasts and a curvaceous bottom. Looking in the mirror, I found myself so beautiful that I could
n't help but touch my face—a slender cheek, upturned and alluring eyes, and sexy lips. Even my master
would often stare at me blankly, making me blush. I not only knew swordsmanship but also some intermediate magic.
That day, he called me to his side and told me to take a bath. I did as he said, standing naked before him.
He stared greedily at my body, then his eyes flashed with malice. He grabbed me, pinned me down, and took out
a small knife, beginning to cut my body. Though I moaned with pleasure, I begged my master not to kill me. He remained
silent, slicing my flesh open piece by piece.
I screamed in terror as I watched my breasts, my thighs, every inch of my skin being torn apart. When I was exhausted, my master got off me, seemingly satisfied with his
work. I weakly raised my head and looked at my body; almost no part of my flesh was intact. I felt like I
was about to die. He encouraged me, saying, "Gina, hold on, I'm about to begin the final work!" I tried to
stay conscious. Just as I was about to faint, I felt a cool sensation and instantly woke up
. He was casting a spell. I saw my wounds healing little by little. When my body returned to normal
, my master looked at me with surprise and then lay on the ground, unable to get up.
He said that from then on, I wouldn't worry about being tortured to death. He gave me a silk scarf to tie around my neck; as long as
the scarf wasn't broken, I wouldn't die. He gave me a spell for self-healing, which I memorized. My
poor master died just like that, convulsing after ejaculating his last drop of semen into my mouth.
I washed myself clean, put on a short leather skirt, wrapped my large breasts with a tube top, tied my hair up, and
put on high boots. I buried my master. He had told me that beautiful women shouldn't always show their
faces, so I put on a heavy robe, and a wide hat completely covered my face. I looked
like a priest. I packed my simple belongings and embarked on my journey to find my sister. I took the
parchment
my master had given me and arrived at my first stop, the human outpost near the border,
the town of Falak.
I hid in the woods until midnight before entering the tavern.
There weren't many people inside; they were all drinking, and a few drowsy singers were playing the violin. The bartender was slowly wiping the tables
. I went over, ordered some mutton and a pot of sweet wine, took the key to my rented room, and sat down in a corner.
I glanced up; almost no one was paying attention to me. But I noticed someone staring at me. He was huge, dressed
in tattered clothes, and had a bow beside him. I'd heard my mentor mention these kinds of people; they were called wanderers, and they could smell
a woman's scent. When the food arrived, I reached for it. Because I'd lived in the swamp for years,
my skin was very fair, and when I saw my white hands, I was afraid someone would notice. Just as I was relieved
that no one was watching, a huge figure blocked my view. It was the wanderer. He stood in front of me.
He said softly, "May I sit down, miss?" My heart skipped a beat, but I told myself to stay calm. I
nodded slightly. He sat down without a word. I felt like he was watching me, and I didn't dare speak. He
said, "Where are you from?" "I deliberately lowered my voice and said, 'Dust Mist Swamp.' He laughed heartily. I
looked up at him uneasily; he was a strong human. He said flippantly, 'Dust Mist Swamp? Girl,
you're trying to fool a seasoned swordsman. Dust Mist Swamp is a place where lakes and swamps meet;
how can anyone live there?' I was stunned. He already knew I was a girl! I pretended to be seen through and said, 'Oh
…
uh, really?' He thought I was a naive little girl and arrogantly said, 'Girl, life
is unpredictable. If you're a pretty girl, this world will eat you up; if you're ugly,
you might as well go home and wash dishes.' I hated this kind of person. Just like my master said, humans are foolish and arrogant. I
thought, then I'll use him as my first gift before I leave home.
I placed my hand on his thigh and stroked it. He was dumbfounded. I leaned over and kissed his ear,
saying to him, 'Thank you, mysterious hero.'" "Room three, hurry, I'm waiting for you." I peeked out a little, just enough for
him to see. He was amazed by my beauty, and I knew how beautiful I was. I teasingly licked my lips
. I slowly walked upstairs, and in less than a minute, he rushed up. I opened the door, and he
shoved me inside and locked the door. I slowly took off my robe, his eyes wide, and started to pull it off from head to toe.
He looked from my feet to my head. I took off my tube top and threw it in front of him. He seemed to wake from a dream, sniffed
my tube top hard, then threw it away, rushed over and forcefully pulled down my skirt
. He found I wasn't wearing underwear and excitedly started playing with it. He stroked my breast with one hand, rubbed my vulva with the other, and sucked on my
other nipple. I treated this as relaxation after a tiring journey and enjoyed it to the fullest. He was quite
a good lover; I was moaning and groaning softly. Hearing my moans, he took
his hand out of my vulva, which was covered in my vaginal fluid, even dripping onto the sheets. He grinned
lewdly and said, "Little slut, so wanton, let me fuck you properly." I gasped, "Come on, fuck
me." He thrust in, and only then did I realize how big his penis was. I cried out in pleasure.
He began thrusting, and I tried to stay awake, chanting a spell. He seemed to be enjoying it and didn't pay attention to my incantation.
I chanted, "Dark spirit, display your lustful body, absorb the essence of lewd men, and enhance
my energy!" He mumbled incoherently, "What are you chanting, you slut..." I calmly waited for him to ejaculate
. My vagina sucked in his semen like a pump, and he kept ejaculating, moaning with pleasure
.
After a little over a minute, he seemed to realize something was wrong, still ejaculating. He screamed in fear, "What's going on?
What have you done to me! What are you going to do!" But the extreme pleasure made him keep ejaculating until the last drop of semen
shot into my uterus. He lay on top of me, barely breathing, and said, "Who are you?" I
said comfortably and seductively, "Me? My name is Gina, remember that!" I held him and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, I woke up to find him still fast asleep. I shoved him off the bed, and he weakly opened
his eyes. I said, "From the moment you ejaculated last night, you've been my slave.
Try to escape!" He didn't believe me, glaring at me hatefully. He dressed and was about to leave, but as soon as he opened the door, he
groaned again, his pants soaked. He looked at me in terror. "That's right," I
said, looking at my fingernails, "If you want to leave me, you'll keep ejaculating until you die. I've cast a spell on you.
" He roared, "You slut, what do you want?!" I lay on the bed
, stroking my body and making sexy sounds, "Hmm... I'll let you go once I find the person I'm looking for.
" And so I had my first slave.
His name was Snow, a wandering bounty hunter and a playboy who specialized in seducing women. So, the
moment I entered the tavern, he sensed I was a woman, but he still succumbed to my charms. Actually, he was still quite willing
to follow me. If he wanted, I would be his slave, and he would often have sex with me, regardless of time or place. He had
women to sleep with, especially a woman like me that every man desires; he couldn't be happier.
The Cannibal Jungle
. He followed me eastward, across a plain, until a forest appeared before us. He was a wandering
bounty hunter, an excellent guide.
He looked around, his face showing horror, and said, "The Cannibal Jungle!" "What Cannibal Jungle?" I asked.
"This is the Cannibal Jungle, one of the most terrifying forests on the continent of Terral. It's
the jungle that separates Farak City from the rest of Terral." "What's in there?" I asked curiously.
"Ogres! Ghouls, piranhas, almost anything that eats people is in there." I considered
for a moment, then asked, "Has no one ever been here? Is there no other way?" "Yes, there are many options. Besides here,
there's also crossing the orc camp, but the orcs demand exorbitant tolls every year to cross their territory. So, some
reckless individuals, like fugitives or merchants fleeing debts, risk crossing the cannibalistic jungle. Very few, if any,
have ever come out." "Then what should we do?" I asked impatiently.
"If you have the beauty of a master like that…" He glanced at my buttocks and swallowed. "Let's go back
. The orcs have a more sensitive nose than I do; they can smell the scent of a woman's genitals. You'll be eaten alive,
leaving not even bones behind." I was startled. He added, "And this jungle is practically impassable;
almost no one has ever made it." I thought for a moment. This meant this jungle was the only way out, so I gritted
my teeth and went for it.
I dragged him along; he was so scared his nose was running. I chanted a spell, and he ejaculated again in his pants.
We walked as fast as we could, hoping to get out of the jungle before sunset, but there were still two
hours left. Along the way, we didn't see any of the so-called man-eating monsters, only some small dinosaurs that
fled in terror as we passed. Finally, we emerged from the forest before the sun's last rays faded. "Were the legends all false?" he 　　said, seemingly lost in thought
, as we sat exhausted on a rock outside the woods . 　　"Haha, did you want to be eaten by a monster?" I said. 　　"No, it's just..." Before he could finish, everything went black, as if something had grabbed 　　me. I felt my feet leave the ground, then heard a deafening roar, and then felt my 　　legs being bent backward, touching something warm. Then I heard 　　the sound of my legs being torn apart. 　　I screamed in pain, struggling to see what it was. I peeked out and saw a huge 　　hand gripping me, along with a huge head and a long, enormous mouth, my thigh being chewed inside its mouth 　　. My slave desperately tried to escape; there was no hope of saving him. I struggled to reach out my hands, chanting a fire 　　spell. Just as he opened his mouth to bite down on my lower body, I unleashed a fireball that 　　blasted a hole in his head. He roared, threw me aside, and collapsed, clutching his bloodied mouth 　　. I fell to the ground, blood streaming from my lower body, groaning in pain. My slave ran back, looked at me pitifully, 　　and said, "What a beautiful woman, dead just like that. Oh well, at least I won't be your slave anymore, 　　hahaha." Before his laughter had even faded, I saw nerves and bones slowly growing from my thighs, then 　　muscles, then skin. Snow stared at me in astonishment. I stumbled to my feet, touching my legs...

It was still so smooth and white, but the base still stung a little.
"What are you?" he asked, his eyes wide. I felt he was about to collapse.
"You'll find out later, I'm immortal. Hehe." I gave him a seductive smile, took
another pair of boots from my bag, and put them on.
A moment later, I heard a sound like a stampede of horses coming from the forest. It grew louder and louder,
accompanied by strange roars. A creature the size of a rotting dog charged out, then two, three
… then about a hundred of these creatures rushed out, devouring the dead ogre.
A few of them saw us, and I immediately sensed something was wrong.
"Run!" I shouted back to Snow, but he had already disappeared. I
froze the few closest to me with ice magic and ran too.
We were exhausted and lay down on a rocky beach near the river. I washed my face, and
he simply lay down in the stream.
"How terrifying!" I lay down. He saw me lying on the ground, climbed out of the water, and touched my
legs. I groaned comfortably.
"What are you?" he asked softly, stroking my thighs.
I told him my story. He looked at me incredulously, but after a while, he revealed a wicked
smile, took out a dagger, and looked at my body.
"What do you want to do?" Before I could stop him, he stabbed me in the stomach, and blood immediately flowed out
. I cried out in pain.
"No...it hurts so much..." I tried to push him away, but he pulled out the knife and stabbed me in the leg again.
After stabbing me, he continued to grind inside my body.
"Ah...it hurts so much...don't do this, it will hurt..." I tried hard to push him away, but he touched
my vulva.
"Seeing you leaking so much fluid, I really have to torture you." He pulled down his pants and thrust in hard
. "Ah...no...ah..." I cried out as he thrust in and out, 　　cutting
my body with a knife . Though I was in excruciating pain, the masochistic pleasure quickly brought me to tears as I moaned. 　　"Ah...so good...ah...it hurts, thrust into me...oh...ah...um...don't cut my breasts 　　...ah..." I babbled incoherently, "Ah...fuck me harder, fuck me to death...oh... 　　ah...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to die...oh...ah...ah!" I 　　climaxed in my own blood. 　　He thrust into me a few more times and ejaculated. A few minutes later, my body recovered 　　. I washed myself, got dressed, and he took the luggage. We needed to 　　find a hotel before it got completely dark. 　　We arrived at a huge castle. The guard looked at me strangely as he let us in. I was still wearing my 　　heavy robes. At his request, I showed my face briefly, and the guard stared at me blankly for a long time. " 　　Running Horse Inn 　　, what a strange name," Snow said, looking at the tavern's sign. 　　"It means the people here are as wild as horses," I teased. 　　He slapped my butt and laughed, "You slut." Since that wild encounter on the grassland, we'd become 　　very close. You could say we were lovers. 　　The bar was bustling with people. As expected of the largest castle in the Western Regions, even the bar had so many different kinds of people. Dwarves, orcs 　　, elves, humans—almost everyone was there. When we pushed open the door, everyone's eyes were on 　　us. Most people continued drinking and chatting after seeing us, but a few orcs with keen senses started 　　sniffing the air, talking nonsense, and then laughing and continuing to drink. We sat down in a corner, intending to 　　eat and then go upstairs to rest. 　　Just then, an elven woman approached us. She asked softly in Elvish, "I seem to sense 　　the presence of one of my own kind. Could this masked person be an elf?" I am a dark elf, a different 　　race from the white elves; she mistook me for one of her own. I glanced up and saw her. She was truly a beautiful elf— 　　beautiful eyes, thin lips, and round breasts that nearly burst out of her low-cut top. She wore white 　　hot pants, and her long, slender, white legs were incredibly alluring. 　　I decided to make her my second slave. 　　I nodded and said in Elvish, "Yes, beautiful girl, I am an elf too." Hearing my 　　voice, she was pleased that I was also a girl and sat down to chat. She said her name was Selena. Snow's eyes 　　glazed over the elf, practically spitting fire. She glanced at Snow and told me 　　she was going to the restroom. 　　After she left, I grabbed Snow's hand and whispered in his ear, "Want to sleep with her?" He looked at me suspiciously. 　　I said, "How about making her our sex slave?" He nodded vigorously. Then I took 　　a small packet of white powder from my bag and poured it into Selena's drink. 　　Selena came back and asked me, "Why do you always cover your face with your robe?" I said, "I 　　have a disease and can't be exposed to light." She sighed and said, " 　　It's pitiful for a girl like you to have such a disease." I thought, you'll find out who's more pitiful in a moment. 　　She picked up the drink in front of her and took a deep sip. Snow had already returned to the room as I planned. 　　The drug hadn't taken effect yet, and she asked me, "Who was that man just now? Your friend?" "No, he's 　　an annoying suitor. Sometimes I really hate him. Girls like you are better," I said. 　　"Oh..." She finally lowered her guard and started talking to me intimately, like a good friend. 　　She suddenly said shyly, "Sister Gina, can I..." "Go ahead, what is it?" 　　"I asked. 　　"Can I touch you?" she asked tentatively. 　　I was stunned by her question. 　　"What?" I asked. 　　"Hehe, it's been a long time since I've seen an elf, I feel a strong urge to get close to them, can I touch you? 　　" Her tone became somewhat urgent. 　　Could she be a lesbian? A thought flashed through my mind.

Perhaps she mistook my earlier comment about hating men for a lesbian relationship.
I extended my fair hand, and she hesitantly stroked it.
Then she asked, "Can I touch other parts of your body?" I feigned anger and said, "What do you want
!" She seemed frightened and said, "No, no, I just really like you and want to be close to you!
" I deliberately said, "How can you be so shameless! I can't stand this insult!" I got up
to leave, but she grabbed my robe and started crying.
She said, "I'm sorry, dear sister, I just... I just like you so much, I want to be your best
friend so badly! Please forgive me!" My scheme worked unexpectedly well. I sat down, and she continued sobbing
, "I take back what I said earlier, please forgive my rudeness, I thought we were good friends." I comforted her,
saying, "We are good friends." I placed my hand on her fair, jade-like thigh, and she stared at me with wide eyes.
"If you'd like to do something for me..." I whispered in her ear, then gently bit her
neck. She groaned and slowly nodded.
She came into the room with me; according to the plan, Snow should be on the balcony right now. I glanced over; he
was dozing.
My beautiful Bella was babbling incoherently in my arms; the aphrodisiac was starting to take effect, and the intense pleasure
was almost driving her to the brink of collapse. Lying on the bed, she was touching her breasts and vulva, crying out, "Good sister,
come on, come on, take me..." I woke Snow up. He saw the elven beauty on the bed, masturbating,
and kissed me with delight. He couldn't wait to rush over and enjoy her.
I sat beside her, took off my robe, and watched the scene of lovemaking.
Snow was indeed a master of lovemaking, licking and touching her until the elven slut was covered in her juices
.
She moaned incoherently: "Mmm...ah...so good...so good...oh...sister...you
're killing me...ah...good sister...I love you so much...ah...oh...lick my breasts...ah
...so good...oh...I'm going to be played to death by you...I can't take it anymore...I can't take it anymore, mmm, mmm
...ah..." She actually climaxed like that.
But she was still not satisfied, and Snow took out his penis and thrust it in hard.
"Oh ah...ah...sister you...how...oh...so good...ah...sister is so amazing...
you can still...fuck me...ah..." She opened her eyes with her eyes half-closed and saw a man on top of her, thrusting in
and out, and screamed in terror. She saw me next to her and shouted at me: "Sister, help! He's raping me!
" Seeing this lewd scene, I couldn't control myself and started masturbating. I moaned intermittently,
completely ignoring her. She finally realized what was happening and tried to push Snow off, but the aphrodisiac made her
whole body numb, and she had no strength at all. She could only watch as a man ravaged her, bringing her to a wanton
climax.
She cried out, "No... ah... ah... help... don't do this... oh... oh..."
Seeing her being violated in agony, I felt inexplicably excited, increasing the speed at which I inserted my hand into her vagina.
I
moaned, "Oh... oh oh... ah... so good... ah... ah ah ah ah ah~~~~" The climax left my mind
blank, only the painful cries of Selena could be heard.
Snow also ejaculated, his white fluid shooting into Selena's uterus.
I regained my senses and began casting a spell: "Dark spirit, display your sexy flesh, flow out your wanton
fluids, nourish this poor creature!" Selena emitted a purple light, which then converged in her
vagina, plunging in like a ball. Selena screamed and sat up. Perhaps the drug's effects wore off, for she quickly
stood up, tears still streaming down her face. She pulled a dagger from behind her back and charged at me. Judging by her skill, I
was sure she was an assassin. I silently chanted an incantation, but she moved with incredible speed, plunging the dagger into my left
breast. "Ah…" I cried out in pain. Thinking she had succeeded, she pulled out the dagger, intending to stab again, but
her body went limp, and the dagger fell to the ground. She clutched her overflowing, wet vulva, moaning with pleasure.
"You…" she murmured, her expression ecstatic, lost in sexual ecstasy. But then, a triumphant look crossed her face.
"You… oh… I've pierced your heart, you slut, die!" But
something astonishing happened: my wound slowly healed, as if nothing had occurred. Snow then
got out of bed, rushed over, grabbed Selena's hair, and shoved her aside. Selena seemed still
savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, yet she looked at me with terror, as if I were a monster. I went over, knelt down, and kissed her arm,
saying seductively, "You little slut, if you ever have any improper thoughts about me, you'll be ecstatically satisfied!
" After several orgasms, Bella lay exhausted on the ground, her empty eyes watching Snow and I
have sex with her a few more times. So she dared not escape, nor could she kill us, and could only follow us.
Orcish Cruelty
We didn't set off until noon the next day, but as soon as we stepped out of the castle, something terrible happened. A
group of orc soldiers grabbed us at the gate. "What do you want!" Snow roared.
"Keep this elven woman here, to be our slave!" one orc shouted, grabbing Bella's hand.
"No!" I cried out from inside my cloak.
"Haha, another woman, take her away!" They charged at me. Last night's debauchery left me
exhausted after unleashing a fireball. Although I burned the two orcs in front of me to a crisp, the others, seemingly fearless
, grabbed me and slung me sideways on their horses. My robes were torn to shreds, and
they roared with excitement at the sight of my alluring body. One orc slapped my backside hard. Selena
was lifted like a piece of paper and placed on the horse. Snow tried to save us but was knocked unconscious by a club.
I lay on the horse. I don't know how long we were jostled, but the orc led me to a cave and threw me off
.
He ripped open my thin bodice, and my large breasts sprang out. "What do you want?!"
I felt my voice trembling.
"You slutty dark elf, I'm going to rape you to death today!" He grabbed my long left leg and ripped open my
short skirt with his left hand, exposing my vulva to him. I never wore underwear for ease of movement. "You slut, you're not even wearing underwear! You don't even have any hair!" My 　　master had made me eat herbs to stop the growth of pubic hair
during my training . 　　He stuck out his tongue and licked my vulva, while kneading my sensitive nipples with one hand, making me feel incredibly good: "Oh 　　...ah...so good...ah..." My juices flowed continuously. After a while, he licked my nipples again, and 　　inserted one hand into my vagina. I was in ecstasy, moaning and begging him: "Fuck me, 　　I can't take it anymore..." But he deliberately teased me, biting my nipples with his teeth and then flicking them back. I couldn't 　　help but scream loudly: "Ah...so good, fuck me, please..." He panted heavily and suddenly 　　inserted several fingers into my vagina. "Ah!" I screamed out in pleasure. " 　　I didn't expect you, you slut, to like sadomasochism!" He said, then opened his mouth and began to bite my large breasts. My plump 　　breasts were bitten and bloodied. I reached my first orgasm amidst the pain and extreme pleasure. I slurred 　　: "Ah...bite me harder...eat me!" "I am your beautiful flesh...fuck me, fuck me to death... 　　ah...ah...ahhh..." He finally raised his gun, his huge beastly penis as thick as my arm, and 　　thrust it in violently. I was in so much pain that I couldn't scream. While he was fucking me, he continued to bite my nipples. One of my breasts 　　had already been eaten by him. Immediately, I started moaning with pleasure again: "Ah...mm...eat me, I am a 　　slutty slut, I like being fucked...ah...I like being eaten...bite my big breasts, fuck me to death 　　... 　　oh ah...oh...poke me to pieces..." He fucked me hard, and I was fucked until I was covered in sweat and panting heavily 　　. I saw my sexy and tender body being pervertedly ravaged. My thighs were covered in bloodstains, my breasts were squeezed 　　out of shape, and my left nipple was already a bloody mess. While I was still in the throes of torture, several more 　　orcs entered and took turns raping me. I was raped beyond recognition, my flesh almost torn apart, my thighs gnawed down to 　　the bone. They brutally tortured me, scraping the flesh from my buttocks with knives, biting my thighs, kneading and grabbing my breasts 　　, licking my flesh amidst the painful yet extremely perverse pleasure. I reached 　　orgasm after orgasm during the torture, finally passing out. 　　Opening 　　my sore eyes, I found myself lying on a long, warm bed. The pain in my body had disappeared, and I only felt 　　the lingering effects of the frenzied lovemaking in my lower body. My flesh had returned to its smooth, white state; apart from some redness and swelling in my genitals, 　　there were no visible signs of torture. I was wearing my own boots, and someone had put a leather miniskirt on me. 　　On top, I was wearing an animal skin bra. I looked at my nipples; they were a pale pink, very delicate. I gently touched them, and 　　a wave of pleasure immediately washed over me. Now was not the time for masturbation. I put on my bra and tried some magic, but it didn't 　　restore my body. I could only rely on my own fighting strength. 　　I stepped out of the room and heard a woman's moans and heavy breathing outside the door. I gently opened the door and saw two 　　orcs gang-raping a woman. The woman was clearly unable to bear their abuse and cried out loudly, "No... 　　no...it hurts...oh...be gentle...ah..." That voice sounded so familiar; it was Selena 　　. 　　They were violently raping her, kneading her breasts forcefully. I watched, and even my own vulva was wet with lust. 　　After the two orcs ejaculated, they said, "It wasn't as good as that purple-haired slut. This woman was screaming like she was about to be killed 　　. 　　Let's go do that purple-haired slut." "That slut is the king's pet; we can't touch her." My 　　hair is purple. Could the purple-haired slut they were talking about be me? The thought of their brutal and perverse abuse 　　made me tremble. "Let's go to the dungeon; the women there are quite nice too." After they finished speaking, they left. 　　I ran out to check on Selena; she was drenched in sweat and completely exhausted. I carried 　　her to the room to rest. Once she woke up, we'd discuss our escape plan, but 　　going out with just the two of us, voluptuous women, would be like offering ourselves up to the orcs! I tore open a sheet and wrapped it around her, 　　then wrapped a piece of cloth around her waist and another around her breasts. I felt that wrapping her body tightly made 　　her look even more sexy and alluring. She didn't thank me, coldly watching everything I did, seemingly 　　hating me more than the orcs. 　　We left the room and found ourselves in a prison. In each cell lay three or four unconscious 　　, naked women—dark elves, white elves, human women, and even some orc women. Judging from their appearance 　　, some were fox women, cat women, and a few rabbit women. We couldn't save them; we could only leave. Reaching 　　the cell door, I heard more noise. Several orcs were raping a woman outside. This place 　　was a woman's hell! 　　Four or five orcs were toying with this woman; she seemed to be a catwoman, with short ears and 　　white fur. The orcs seemed to enjoy her, riding her and ravaging her, whipping 　　her with leather whips. She let out soft, pitiful cries. 　　But the orcs showed her no mercy. One of them stuffed something into her mouth, and immediately her body writhed 　　in response. She suddenly became incredibly wanton. After they ejaculated, the catwoman's belly suddenly swelled up and 　　then burst open, blood flowing everywhere. A small orc emerged and began tearing at the catwoman 　　's flesh. With each bite, the woman let out a moan of pleasure, not pain. The 　　catwoman was eaten in the midst of her orgasm. Selena was crying, and my heart pounded with fear. Who knows, one day 　　we might be the ones eaten. 　　We slipped out of the room while the orcs were drunk.

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