Tender submission

Ok, before you start leaving comments about me ripping off Feather's character name Jyota; I had this story started long before I read her wonderful story, I actually got the name from the Dance dance revolution child prodigy off of youtube, Ryota.

I wrote this as part of a story I’m currently writing, I always get ideas for potential scenes that would happen in the future while I’m writing. I’m not sure yet if this is what actually is going to happen, I’m still playing with the story line a bit.
n.n so try to enjoy the porn, u.u I apologize in advance if there is mistakes I’m without a beta currently.

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Roku stared down at the plush carpet beneath him, he gulped nervously as he heard Ryota approaching. Crimson robes clung to his small malnourished form; he was kneeled down on his knees on a mauve tinted pillow matching his skin color. The footsteps grew louder as Roku’s master came closer; Roku squeezed his silver eyes tightly fearing the blood elf’s arrival. Roku flinched as the door creaked open and a tall, fit, fair skinned blood elf entered the room. Long blond hair hung tied loosely on the right side of Ryota’s face, his stunning pupil-less elven eyes shone like emeralds contrasting with the infamous blood elf smirk plastered on his face. His chiselled jaw opened as he spoke, "Roku!" He yelled causing the smaller elf to flinch. Ryota flicked his long blond hair out of his eyes and took in the sight of the terrified night elf. He always got so aroused seeing the night elf fear for his life as though he were going to die at any moment, he craved that look of fear in his slave’s eyes; that look of forced pleasure with the undertones of desire and fear.

Reaching into the dagger sheath on his right hip, Ryota pulled out a purple glowing dagger. He knelt down to Roku’s level and pressed the edge of the sharp blade against Roku’s neck. Roku shivered as the blade left a trail of goose bumps as the cool smooth metal grazed it; Ryota ran the blade across Roku’s pulse point, tendrils of blood sprung forth from the wound as Roku gasped at the pain but kept his eyes on the floor. Leaning in close to Roku, Ryota’s thick tongue gently swiped across the slit lapping at the coppery substance. Roku slid his starlit eyes shut, shuddering as his hands nervously played with his robe; Ryota pulled him slightly closer and slid his hand over his twitching hand. Ryota ran his thumb over Roku’s hand as he licked the smaller elf’s neck again. He spoke in a deep husky voice into Roku’s pointed ear "Stop fidgeting boy, or I’ll give you something to play with" Roku cringed and stopped his shaking hands as he let his master ravage his neck, the blood elf let loose a deep laugh at the night elf.

Roku let loose a small cry of pain as his master bit him, his short elven fangs dug into Roku’s flesh bringing forth more blood for the elf to feast upon. "I love it when you do that". Ryota spoke in thalassian, thinking Roku would understand some of what he said, and not really caring in the least if he didn’t. Ryota’s hand buried itself in Roku’s soft silver white hair as he kissed his neck; his other hand fiddling with the ties at the front of his slave’s robes. Roku "eeped" as he was suddenly hoisted off of the pillow and hauled up onto the king sized bed where Ryota laid him down, face up. Roku’s smooth light purple skin was tinged red as Ryota’s skilled hands made their way into his now loose robe.

The night elf tried as he always did to turn off his emotions, though it never seemed to work he felt fear and desire well up inside as he knew what was coming very soon. Roku gasped in a breath as he felt a hand knead the soft flesh of his thigh, he closed his eyes tightly willing his body not to react to his torturous master’s hands. "look at me, you’ll regret it if you don’t boy." Ryota’s hand took Roku’s chin in its grasp; the small elf opened his eyes as he felt pursed lips fall upon his own. "open boy." Ryota panted against the night elf’s delicate lips, Roku, having heard this many times had learned what was expected of him. Ryota’s tongue invaded the smooth cavern; Roku shuddered at the taste of volatile rum in his master’s mouth. The small bit of alcohol was enough to burn Roku’s throat like acid, but he dare not push his master away least he wished to die that night.


Roku gasped as his master’s fingers grazed his sensitive stomach, his palms slowly skimmed upwards; his fingers worked their magic drawing lazy circles in his slave’s skin causing Roku to lose his breath. Some where deep within his mind, Roku wondered why his master was being so gentle this night; was he perhaps more intoxicated than he first thought? His heart fluttered and he cursed himself for showing concern for his tormentor. Memories flooded Roku’s mind as he tried his hardest to make his thoughts of a kind master go away; for this kind master Roku dreamt of was long gone. Ryota had long since forgotten his promise to take care of Roku like a good master; after years of patience Roku pressed Ryota for the last time and they had never been the same.

Tossing his head to the side Roku moaned at his master’s touch; his eyes fell upon the guild calendar hanging on the wall in the room. March 14th, Roku gasped feeling a pain in his chest; Ryota nuzzled his neck before sliding the robe from Roku’s body. So the man still did have a heart, to be so kind to Roku on his birthday, he felt tears prick to his eyes as he thought of the happier days.

"Ryota you silly" a spiky short haired blond blood elf spoke to a small night elf druid, he hadn’t made much progress in learning the thalassian language even though it was derived from his own language darnassian. "Raiohtah" he continued to pronounce it just a bit off from what was the blood elf’s actual name.

Roku was thrown back into reality as Ryota’s mouth descended down upon the dagger wound once again; he arched up into the older elf’s touch a soft cry of pain being torn from his lips. Ryota moaned in arousal into the night elf’s ear; his hand still slowly crept up higher to Roku’s chest. Roku shivered under the predatory look his master gave him. He leant down to lick at the salty tears that had fallen from his slave’s eyes.

Roku gulped seamlessly as his master took a seat on his stomach, his impressive erection pressing against the fabric of his pants visibly; Ryota’s hand strayed down to stroke himself teasingly through the thin material. His vertical elven ears bent in arousal as his skin flushed from the pleasurable contact. Roku licked his dry lips staring at his master; as much as he told himself to hate this man, he couldn’t; Roku had seen his good side, and his heart still held hope that he would come back one day. Roku still saw that kind Ryota some days, and how he wished he hadn’t drove his master to near insanity that day.


"Come back to me boy, your far away" Ryota spoke slowly as he watched Roku fade in and out of memories. Ryota nibbled his way down Roku’s chest, drawing small gasps from the small elf. As the memories finally stopped plaguing Roku’s mind, he focused in on Ryota’s eyes possessively staring at his body. He loved those eyes of his, always claiming him, he couldn’t stop the soft moan that escaped his lips at the realization each and every time, that this man owned him. As much as he hated his life and the hard ships Ryota had put him through; he stilled loved him. Ryota smirked against his slave’s skin "There you are boy, I was a little worried for a moment; you get so distant."

Roku drew in a shaky breath suddenly wishing Ryota would just stop trying to show him kindness this day, he wasn’t important enough for the blood elf to care any other day; why should he give a damn today? Instead of feeling grateful that Ryota was being nice, he cursed him in his mind; how dare he pretend to care.

Trembling Roku closed his eyes again willing his mind to leave; Ryota’s eyes danced with mischief as his lips grazed his slave’s nipple. He bit down gently not getting the reaction he wanted from Roku, he bit harder till the smaller elf cried out from pain. He smiled fiendishly, satisfied with Roku’s display of acceptance and submission. His hands trailed their way around Roku’s waist and into his undergarments.

Roku flinched as he felt Ryota’s hands inside his pants, but they merely tugged the garment down slowly. Ryota attentively took his time removing the garment slowly revealing Roku’s body below him.

His body was small and malnourished, Ryota no longer fed him like he should, he barely fed him enough to stay alive now a days; Roku always had a cough, a sign of his state of weakness. The night elf’s cock was slowly pulled out and the garment was cast aside. He spoke in a raspy voice. "Master" he moaned feeling Ryota’s hands encircle his shaft, which was becoming more and more aroused every second Ryota touched him.
Ryota’s smirk returned "That’s a good boy" he said finally seeing the submissive side Roku always showed after he’d gotten used to the situation. Ryota gently pulled back the foreskin revealing the aroused head of his boys cock. He rubbed the slit with his thumb watching the younger elf squirm in pleasure, he licked at Roku’s chest again closing his eyes for a moment to bask in the sounds of his slave’s heavy breathing.

Ryota toyed with Roku’s flared cock head, lightly pinching it causing the elf to take sharp intakes of breath. Taking the shaft in a tight grasp he firmly stroked making Roku shudder and clench his fists into the silky sheets.

Roku threw his head back becoming more vocal, another thing he loved about his master, he wasn’t a selfish lover; no matter how rough Ryota was with Roku, he never left his slave unsatisfied. A tongue was forced back into his mouth as he opened his mouth to gasp again; Ryota’s hand swiftly glided over Roku’s shaft, and both elves panted in arousal against each other’s mouths.

Roku’s head swam as he was assaulted with sensations, he was a little more aware though than when his master blindfolded him, his senses were heightened in those times. Breathing was scarce as Ryota claimed Roku’s mouth repeatedly still lightly teasing Roku’s cock. Slowly he pulled away from Roku’s mouth wiping away the saliva that connected their mouths with the back of his hand. Ryota raised his other hand to his mouth, silky drops of pre cum were splayed on his fingers from where he had fondled the head of Roku’s cock; he licked the salty essence off of his delicate fingers watching as Roku’s cock jumped at the sight. The smirk once again graced Ryota’s features, mmm it had been far too long since he’d played with the night elf, he knew his lover would be mad at him but knew the jewel crafter would get over it.

For a moment an image of his lover flashed in his mind, the jewel crafter was crying, Ryota shook the image from his head, its hurt his head but not his heart; Karas didn’t have his heart, and he knew it, the beautiful night elf below him had it. Ryota’s body went on auto pilot as he went into a depression spell, how could someone he raped frequently love him? Surely he couldn’t and never would, he supposed taking the younger elf so roughly didn’t help his chances either. Still drowning in his thoughts Ryota’s hands moved on their own, reaching for the lubricant and preparing Roku’s passage with oil slicked fingers. The night elf whined in anguished pleasure, he hated himself for missing the feel of his master inside him; the pain was but a dull ache as the blood elf dug his fingers in hitting pleasurable nerve endings deep within Roku’s body. Gentle and slow, he scissored his fingers opening up the orifice for his slightly curved aroused shaft. Roku took a sharp intake of breath as another finger was gently eased into his body, Ryota stopped stretching his slave’s hole and began curling his fingers as he found Roku’s pleasure spot. Roku panted unconsciously spreading his legs wider for Ryota as the fingers inside him alternated their pattern of rubbing against his prostate; Roku finally began to feel the immense pleasure after a minute or two of Ryota arousing his prostate.

Ryota faded back into realization of the situation as his boy thrust down onto his fingers crying out for him in darnassian. He stilled his hand watching the druid as he took control of his own pleasure for a moment, Roku clawed at the sheets, his eyes turning an animalistic yellow hue as he shifted his body making Ryota’s fingers hit just the right spot.


A steady flow of pre cum trickled past the foreskin of Roku’s dick, Ryota felt his mouth water at the sight of the druid’s essence. Ryota withdrew his hand from Roku watching the night elf cry out in desperation, his eyes deepening in their animalistic hue; he snarled at the blood elf. Ryota drew his hand back and slapped the druid.

Roku blinked in surprise, that hadn’t hurt, but it had stunned him out of his lust driven state, he "eeped" again as his master pinned him to the bed and licked his pointed ear. "Remember just who’s in charge boy, if you want it, beg. When have I ever given you anything you’ve demanded of me? Hm? Who do you think you are?" Ryota fiercely licked at Roku’s neck nipping at the dagger wound again asserting his dominance over the night elf, the druid lay stunned for a moment before he felt Ryota’s corded muscular thigh rub against his throbbing arousal. He gasped once again and Ryota shoved his fingers into his open mouth making him taste his own essence. Roku choked at the taste and the fingers were thrust deeper with the intent to restrict Roku’s supply of air.

Roku calmed himself taking deep difficult breaths from his nose as Ryota’s lips slowly left a trail of liquid fire with his tongue down Roku’s chest. The fingers were gradually slid from Roku’s throat and out of his mouth as Ryota’s tongue drifted in spiralling patterns down Roku’s torso. Roku’s breath hitched as Ryota’s tongue gently swiped across the fine trail of silver hair on his stomach.

Pre cum dribbled down the side of Roku’s shaft, it glistened in the dimly lit room; as Ryota stared up at his slave he dragged the flat of his tongue along the base of Roku’s cock up to the head. Roku shuddered, Ryota was never a merciful master, always driving the younger elf to his breaking point. Pleasured crying sighs escaped Roku’s lips, tears falling from is eyes in sexual frustration, the tears were suddenly licked from his face, Ryota above looking down in pity. ²Mmm my poor baby, god your so beautiful just like that² Roku lidded his eyes half way staring into Ryota’s optics, he had him now, Ryota was lost in the starlit depths of Roku’s eyes.

Roku’s lips parted seductively, he had perfected his enchanting purr of Ryota’s name, Ryota shuddered, Roku’s heavenly voice resonating through his body going straight to his cock. Gripping Roku’s hips with bruising force, he pulled Roku’s fragile body down the bed, rising to his knees, he pulled Roku’s ass up onto his lap wrapping his slave’s legs around his waist. Roku shuddered and moaned as Ryota rubbed the slicked flared head of his cock against his entrance.

Ryota purred slowly sinking his long elven cock into Roku’s tight body, mewls of pleasured pain spewed from Roku’s mouth. ²Oh Master, I’d never tell you I missed this² Roku shifted sighing in rapture, his voice was husky from arousal as he spoke in common feeling Ryota slowly fill him. Panting, Ryota tried to contain himself, everything the druid did aroused him to no end, he calmed him self pressing even slower into his boy.

The tears flowed down Roku’s face in a steady stream from the intrusive pain and stinging pleasure. Pleasurable nerve endings came alive as Ryota’s cock awakened Roku’s body to long forgotten pleasure. Fully sheathing himself within Roku’s tight body he felt high for a moment, Roku was a different type of drug to him. The rogue nuzzled up to Roku licking the wound on his neck again as he shifted pulling himself out slowly. Roku turned his head slightly toward Ryota’s lips drinking his life blood; mouths and fangs clashed as both elves kissed desperately, as Ryota began to build a steady pace as he thrust into Roku. Cries of rapture were swallowed up by Ryota’s dominating mouth. Ryota pressed his body against Roku’s feeling his slave’s cock rub against his abs as small bursts of pre cum glistened down his shaft. Roku pulled away gasping a loud moan falling from his lips his eyes rolled back in his head slowly. Ryota slowed his thrusts enjoying watching the way his cock was swallowed up by Roku’s body. Roku’s animalistic side resurfaced, his short fangs more defined by his druidic nature along with the yellow hue of his eyes.

"Please master, no more." He begged struggling even more with the orcish language in his highly aroused state. Ryota ran his fingers in the crease between Roku’s thigh and torso, his finger tips lightly drew over the skin as he continued to draw his cock in and out of Roku. Ryota leaned in close to Roku whispering to him in between pants. "Do it, finish yourself off." Ryota groaned as the druid wrapped his slender fingers around his own cock and began to stroke himself. Ryota s shuddered as Roku stimulated himself to completion, his testicles drew close to his body as he prepared for ejaculation.

Roku sobbed in sweet pleasure as his essence splattered onto his master’s stomach and chest. Ryota tensed and shoved his cock deep into Roku moaning loudly as he filled Roku with hot jizz. Both elves lay panting hard, the rogue kissed at the knife wound on Roku’s neck his pink tongue swiping out to lick up a bit of blood.

Roku’s breathing was slowly returning to normal as he stared up at the ceiling, his starlit eyes slid closed slowly as Ryota kissed him softly. Ryota pulled back slightly staring at Roku; he took shallow breaths as he admired the satisfied look on the druids face. Ryota cracked a shadow of a smile, it almost wasn’t there as he leaned down to lick up the druid’s long pointed ear. His hot breath washed over the elf’s ear as he whispered lowly, "Happy 113 summers." Roku sighed in content as Ryota lay his head down on his chest. "Its taken me 50 years to realize I love you" Ryota muttered in orcish; Roku of course heard nothing but gibberish but he smiled none the less down at his master blissfully relaxing in their afterglow.

The druid gently pushed his master off of him, knowing he wasn’t completely satisfied after one orgasm, he gently hopped up onto his master’s lap with assistance. Ryota now lay under Roku staring up lovingly at his boy, he felt him shift rubbing against him. His cock began to rise to attention once more at the gently stimulation, he lidded his eyes huskily whispering as he ran his palms up Roku’s sides.

"You always know just what I want, Your more perfect then you know boy." The druid looked up from his toying with Ryota’s cock the look of concentration fading from his features, he nodded saying something in common, he bore an uncharacteristic resemblance to Ryota as he smirked a bit.

His master smiled back, "You know I don’t understand that trash." Roku nodded again smirking wider. "Now you know how I feel." He said suddenly fascinated with his master’s belly button; he poked it, Ryota chuckled a bit before grinding up against the druid.

"Get to work boy." He said in thalassian just for Roku, he smiled back, knowing this playful banter would be gone come morning, he’d be left alone again in his room; but precious moments like these kept Roku sane. "Yes sir" the druid said as best as he could in orcish.

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Karas, took a step back from the seer’s orb in Ryota’s private sitting room, his green eyes were filled with tears. The orb swirled and became inactive as he released his grasp on it.
His vision blurred as he reached out to find a handkerchief he sat down dejectedly on a velvety red winged back chair. Taunting thoughts of Roku moaning mocked him and he began to cry, raindrop like tears streaked down his tan face. His long elven ears turned down at the edges in sadness as sobs racked his body. His blond bangs fell over his eyes, the tinged black edges falling just past his chin.

Thoughts swirled in Karas’ head. "Your not pretty enough for him, you wont ever be." His voice wavered as he spoke to himself aloud. The whistle of wind entered Karas’ mind as did a voice, one that prayed on the weak.

"Join him, he can take it all away." Voices from beyond spoke to Karas’ willing him to join the Lich King’s army of scourge. "Let him empower you weak mortal, you shall feel no more pain." Karas’ glassy eyes blinked, it wasn’t the first time the voices had spoke to him, but it was the first time he seriously considered joining this so called king.

"Perhaps its… for the best.." He said, a portal opened before him and he was gone.


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like it? n.n I hope so.

So basically the story I’m writing is about a rogue named Ryota, after killing the Alliance's High Chief Translator, he proceeds to steal her druid companion, to use him in whatever way he sees fit. watch for it sometime soon I'll start posting chapters, its called Lost In Translation.

|| Onissa ||