The Rogue's Poison

The Ghostlands was not a place you would book a holiday to. The Scourge infested wood
was not exactly a welcoming place, what with the multitude of man-eating spiders and
things that went bump in the night. But then, the night-elves knew it wasn’t going to be
an easy ride, and they weren’t there to relax in the sunshine.
Tina had been assigned to this horrid region as part of her regiment of sentinels. She
considered herself an adept woman, capable of fulfilling her various assignments with
ease. She so dearly wanted to show the blood elves that they would not be tolerated, and
to hinder the new members of the Horde.
Currently, she was patrolling around the perimeter of the spy camp, wary of any sneaky
blood-elves that would dare to go anywhere near the Alliance headquarters in the
Ghostlands. This was when it started to go wrong for her.
She skulked about, her eyes gazing over the landscape, trying to see any movement
whatsoever. She wanted a good fight today, and a blood-elf would be the perfect victim.

From high up on a tree, a masked woman prepared to strike. She was an impressive
figure, with a slim waste line and massive breasts, which sat tight in her full set of rogue
armour. The blood elf bandit mask hid most of her features, but her fearsome, seductive
green eyes were out on display, and currently they were looking down curiously at the
night-elf spy walking around the area. Lasha grinned inside her mask. This was going to
be a good day after all.

The night-elf studied the ground. Why would anyone leave a bag of money here, of all
places? Why not in a convenient bank or in their backpack? It was just begging to be
stolen or gobbled up by a spider. Tina shrugged. More loot for her, she supposed. She
bent down to pick it up, and suddenly felt a gloved hand upon her mouth, and a pointy
blade to her neck. She gasped into the leather glove, totally and utterly caught unaware
by the unseen attacker.
‘What’s this?’ asked her ambusher amusingly, ‘a night-elf out all by herself in the dark?’
Tina’s struggles earned her the blade cutting across her neck lightly. ‘Don’t fight my
love, it’s pointless.’
Tina felt a moist tongue lick her left cheek, and she shivered at this show of affection.
She became away that she was becoming weaker, and she realized that the dagger had
been coated with poison. Even now, the liquid was pumping through her veins,
corrupting the Alliance member.
‘What…what did you put on that?’ he asked, still unknowing to who her attacker was.
‘Oh you know,’ purred her captor, ‘Just a weakener. It’ll help you submit easier. Nothing
too bad, nothing you won’t survive.’ The ambusher turned Tina around, and Tina found
herself looking into the alluring eyes of a blood-elf rogue. A female. ‘What is your name,
darling?’ asked the blood-elf, twirling her gloved hand through the night-elf’s blue hair.
‘Tina,’ gasped the unwilling spy. Her eyes were getting lost in the rogue’s own green
eyes, which looked out at her sexily.
‘Mine is Lasha,’ replied the Blood-elf. She removed her bandit mask, revealing a knee-
buckling pair of full lips, and smirked. She closed in on the night-elf, clasping her leather
clad hands on the beauty’s face. ‘and this is where your adventure ends.’ And then she
kissed the prostrate night-elf, licking the girl’s dry lips before snaking her tongue into the
spy’s mouth. Tina moaned slightly at the blood-elf’s tongue probing her mouth, as Lasha
devoured her beautiful victim. Lasha’s hands stroked Tina’s face, all the while her tongue
drinking the spy’s mouth, the deep kiss going on for quite some time, Tina losing herself,
and any resistance she had left, to Lasha’s mouth.
Eventually, the attacking temptress pulled away, and regarded the night-elf with lust.
This is what she had secretly dreamed of; a lesbian relationship in which she was in
charge, a cute Alliance member totally under her power, and her influence. Soon the
night-elf would have thoughts only for Lasha…
Lasha pushed Tina against a tree, and stalked up on her. She began to unclasp the night-
elf’s armour. ‘Nooo, nooo,’ whispered Tina pleadingly, her energy constantly being
drained. Lasha ceased this insolence by placing her gloved hand on Tina’s lips.
‘You don’t have any choice in the matter, Tina, you are going to be mine, and there is
nothing to prevent it. Just enjoy it…’ And then she went back to unclasping the armour
again. Soon the armour was whipped away, and Tina stood slumped in front of the blood-
elf with a black bra on.
‘Don’t, don’t you dare!’ said Tina defiantly. Lasha appeared to sigh, and then used Mana
Tap to sap away the will of her victim. Tina immediately feel silent, her head clouded by
fluffy thoughts, common sense gassed by evil’s influence. While this was going on,
Lasha ushed her dagger to cut the bra in two, and it fell onto the wood ground. Lasha
took in Tina’s lovely breasts, the dark purple nipples just begging for attention. She
cupped one in her hands, and squeezed it wantonly, making Tina squirm in pleasure. She
tugged at the nipple, and then placed the massive mammary in her mouth, sucking on the
trembling thing lovingly, the nipple going hard at the silky attention it was getting. With
a final lick, she withdrew, dripping saliva onto the girl’s body.
‘You taste great,’ she commented to the night-elf, who was panting as a result of the
pandering her breasts just received. Not giving the night-elf a moment’s rest, she started
to unbuckle the girl’s belt, and the pulled down the spy’s leather pants not bothering to
take them off her. Instead, she cut through the panties with her dagger, and looked at the
clit held within. She stroked it with her hands, teasing Tina’s vagina harshly, toying with
the rocking night-elf. And then…
Lasha’s fingers encroached into Tina’s labia, probing into it, feeling the wetness that had
built up within because of Lasha’s previous actions. Tina shuddered as Lasha’s clever
fingers varied their pace, making Tina shiver at the randomness. But where the pace was
deliberately wrong, the places and feel were perfect. Lasha’s three fingers, buried in
Tina’s vagina, dove back and forth, pumping the night-elf for all she was worth.
Tina had been fighting it, not wanting to give herself to Lasha’s dark embrace, but her
defenses were rolled over by Lasha’s expert teasing. The spy’s eyes closed shut, and her
juices swarmed out, covering Lasha’s glove with Tina’s most intimate liquids. Tina fell
forward in exhaustion, her vagina pushing yet more of Lasha into it, before Lasha pushed
the night-elf away from her wet, gloved hand. She licked it satisfyingly, and wiped Tina’s
face with it as well, smearing the girl’s face in her own juices. ‘You’re all mine, you
luscious creature,’ purred Lasha, even going as far as wiping the cum in her victim’s hair,
‘but you enjoy every second of it, I can tell.’
Lasha then started to undo her own clothes, as Tina lay slumped on the base of the tree.
She stripped in full view of the captured night-elf, her leather vest peeling off her skin,
which fluttered onto the floor, forming the basis of the pile that, as Lasha stripped,
included her pants, her bracers, her pants, but not her gloves, boots, or clipped on cape.
Lasha felt sexy in these garments, the gloves warm and leathery to her touch, the same
went for her boots and cloak. She stalked over to the night-elf, and slowly pulled at her
pants, drawing them off the helpless girl’s shapely legs. Lasha then climbed underneath
her, making Tina straddle her,and looked through beautiful eyes are the half-dropped
ones of the night-elven spy.
‘Grind me,’ she whispered, pulling Tina’s face down for another evil kiss. Tina didn’t
resist, she was too weak to even think about denying Lasha entry into her mouth, and
reluctantly she started grinding her dripping pussy on Lasha’s insofar dry one.
The forest ground was rough to the touch, but this was in massive contrast to the soft
beauties that were making love to each other on it.
‘Mmm,’ purred Lasha in Tina’s ear, in a break from the kissing festivities, ‘you’re
making me aroused, my prey, but keep going, you aren’t the only one who is going to
orgasm tonight…’ And then the kiss continued, as Lasha raped Tina’s ravished mouth.
Down below, their gashes rubbed against each other, locking into a beautiful battle. Tina
buckled involuntarily as Lasha smashed their two pussies together, Lasha’s arms
enfolded around her night-elf slave’s, pulling her closer in, both beauties grinding each
other as much as they could, before they both screamed in orgasm, juices mixing
together.
Tina lay spent on Lasha, her limp body unable to move. Lasha looked into girl’s half-
closed eyes, and smiled. She slithed out from underneath her victim, and lay next to her,
gloved hands caressing the tired night-elf’s face.
‘Do you surrender?’ Lasha cooed.
‘Yes…mistress,’ whispered the night-elf, falling into sleep.
Lasha smiled, content with her victory, and cradled the fallen elf in her arms. She
activated her hearthstone, which would lead back to her house in Silvermoon. She was
thinking of a use for that cellar…