Fantasy RP IS SHE A SLAVE OR A WIFE ? [ W/ LORD SESSHOMARU ].

[Milky]

name : talathiel ianthyra
age : around 6000 years old, but appears to be in her early 20's
gender : cis female, she / her
appearance : 5'5" in height, blonde hair, green eyes, busty ↴

talathiel ianthyra : appearance

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TW : SMUT, NONCON

it had been an entire day, since the esteemed queen of mithriel had gone missing. it was obviously the work of the orcs, for they had left a taunting note behind. written crudely with blood upon animal skin, the note read : " YOUR BELOVED QUEEN IS GONE. SHE'S NOTHING MORE THAN A CUM DUMP FOR US ORCS NOW. MITHRIEL WILL FALL INTO OUR HANDS SOON ENOUGH. ". the people were horrified. but more horrified was the elven queen, who awoke all tied up in the middle of an orc camp. she was naked, her massive tits hanging out through the ropes, that had purposely been tied in such manner to make her chest easy to view. she squeezed her legs together, cheeks flushing bright red and ears matching in colour. talathiel looked around. the orcs hadn't noticed that she had come to and they were celebrating their small victory around a big fire. calling out in a crude, made up language and lifting mugs of wine, that had probably been stolen from human travellers, or made crudely from chiseled rock. seeing as the orcs were paying no attention to the captive queen, talathiel laid on the ground and rolled on her torso. she used her knees to stand and began to inch away from the makeshift camp. hopefully, a traveller would find her and free her. they would be rewarded handsomely for returning the queen to mithriel safely.

of course, it wasn't going to be that easy . . .

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@Lord Sesshoumaru, i hope this works !

 

[Lord Sesshoumaru]

( Very sorry for the Long wait, will try to respond quicker tomorrow / later today )

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Name:

Lord Sesshoumaru - A.K.A. The Beast King - A.K.A. Daiyokai who Rules the Western Lands

Sesshoumaru
Age:
209 - Appears 19 in human form.
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Humanoid

Bestial / Demon

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In a distant land, with in a dark realm, shrouded by purple and black smog like mist, known as Miasma. the demonic form of gas filled the area, poisonous and deadly to most life forms. in this darkness flashes of steal striking, sound of tearing flesh, and severing limbs echoed. as the squelching impact of the flesh falling apart, as two almost humanoid shadows became momentarily visible with each flash of impact. a fight of entities unknown to most at this time, taking place, as it was as unforgiven as any could see. as one of the figure landed, sliding back leaving two linear indents in the ground, another figure in the distance release bright sparks, as it took on a serpentine form, slipping, and gliding through the dark poisonous air as if alive. as the energy cracked, sparks searing, and marking surfaces, it traversed tours it's target. making a strange almost crying chirp, and roaring sound from the mixture of elemental, and heated reactions. only for the sound of buzzing to soon drown out the sparking show, bursting a strange wall of insects. turning the summoned creatures to smoldering cinders. as the two figures glared upon one another, only to suddenly brandish their armaments, and dart tours each other once more. the piercing eyes locked upon their foes, with full intent to slay the other, for reasons unknown at this time, however upon the impact of the next attack, the sparks would seem to create a bright flash, turning the entire realm around the two pure white, as even they would seem to vanish into the scene.


xxxx - mean while - XXX - With the Orc Camp in another land - xxxx

In the now well lit camp, hidden in a forest of another land, a massively well built beauty, one with long knife ears would be tied and on display, as massive orcs excitedly drank, ate, and danced about their camps. for this queen of the land known as Mithriel. the largest and scarred orc, his brownish, green skin adorn with pink scars from old wounds of glory past. his one tusk broke, and opposing eye pure white from being lost in battle. the massive brute standing almost 9 feet in height was not just tall but wide, like all his brethren, but this was the largest in size, muscle mass, and even fat beer like belly or gut. the powerful brute moved tours their captive. with a grunt and a laugh he would shout out, once he was before the elf, only to hear his men cheer, and their response to his wicked decree.

"Tonight, we make this one ours, I shall prepare the tribute boys, we make much fun, and knife ear squeals long time for us. "
saying this aloud as he moved tours the struggling queen, for her body was facing away from the orcs. her attempt to escape making them all laugh, and enjoy the view all the more. as the massive leader planned to enjoy this one, and show her off as he did. however once he had his turn, the queen would be passed through to all his boys, or so they planned. for his massive palm moved to grasp her by the smaller yet flawlessly shaped hips, where his thumb on one side, and his pointer, and middle finger the other, tight enough to leave small bruises. thus grasping her, only to drag his prize back tours the group, as this would give Talathiel a golden view of all the arm thick monstrous cocks waiting for a go with her tiny frame in comparison, despite how well built, and massive her assets were. despite these alluring thing, making her an ideal beauty for a queen, also made her a prime target for fiends like this pack of horny, feral orcs.

the roaring cam fire panting an ideal lightning, with warmth licking at the bodies around it, with the cold chilled air mixing along the atmosphere. enough to excite body parts naturally, however the worse would be once the night began to grow wild all to soon.

 

[Milky]

talathiel was known to he a head - strong and benevolent queen, but in the face of the orc party and their cocks standing in full attention before her, she felt all colour drain from her face and her body stiffen almost painfully. there was no escape from this, was there ? even if her finest warriors did find her, it would not be in time. it would not be before her body had been defiled by those vile orcs and her " purity " taken in such unglorifying manner. she swallowed the lump in her throat, her will almost broken before the face of what was to happen to her. that was alright. if it was going to keep her kingdom safe, she was going to " enjoy " every bit of it. she would sacrifice her body for the good of her people. although, she doubted that the orcs would cease hunting elven women because they had fucked their queen. this was likely only the beginning. and with their queen falling, the women of mithriel would likely cease fighting their worst enemy as well. talathiel looked up at the man who was holding her. " you can, at least, untie my arms. elven magic doesn't work on orcs. and running away would be futile and delaying the inevitable. " she spoke, her voice cold and detached. no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel. she couldn't find pleasure in what was coming her way. in all honesty, she was afraid.

the orcs' cocks were gigantic. would they even fit inside her untouched hole ?​

 

[Lord Sesshoumaru]

Now in the hands of the gang of Orcs, all of which were very erect, and excited, the largest and most powerful looking one moving to take hold of the elven queen. with out much care of his grasp would hurt her small build or not. his tusked, and scarred face speaking in his broken tongue.

"Knife ears, You ours, Breed for us, Feel good, Maybe spare others, If sated If not will need more. "
as the leader spoke, giving her quiet the deal, one which would be almost impossible to fulfill, but if she could endure and sate all these studs, then they would make very good use of her alone, but if she failed this task, which would most likely be the case, then more of her race's women would be gathered from her queendom.

after speaking two more of the larger studs moved tours her, for it would be slow yet precise, as the leader planned to lift, and drop the elf upon his thick log. over filling her, yet which hole would he take, this would be discovered once her body was impaled. all the while another was moving tours her, to try and abuse the mouth, as another wanted her hands. it was far from ideal, but the ordeal would soon begin for the queen to endure, and prove her worth, as a cumdumpster or just another simple toy to be tossed by the tribe of orcs.

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in another area, with in the darkness of a den. .

sparks flew, the very walls and ceiling scorching, as the sounds of chirping, and faint roaring echoed. each time clash of fangs, and steel. the release of blood, and miasma. as the assaults grew more fierce. the area around the hidden den began to burn. as massive bolts of ocean blue lightning in the form of dragons, would burst forth from the earth. roaring to the heavens, before colliding back into the earth. leaving massive craters, of scorched death, and demonic cinders. as to smaller figures darted about, releasing tornadoes of poison, and black fod, blue lightning, and flashes of light in what looked to be a whip like motion. the area was being devastated slowly, as all this went on, a pair of eyes began to glow bright purple. as a wicked grin grew across the face. the predator of a predator would soon be freed. as this darkness could not hold the two battling for long. it was only a matter of time, before the two's clashing energies would begin to crack the dimensional prison's wall, yet it was unknown if it would be their land, or else where in the world, nor did ether care, for all that matter to each other, was the fall of their foe, before their eyes.