Surprise and Torture

Author's Note: I've never written this style of story before, so I'm not sure how good this is. This is also why it seems unfinished; I simply couldn't come up with an ending I liked. It's technically complete, but I have it marked as WIP in case I "finish" it.

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“I knew I should’ve taken that fork back there,” the Night Elf muttered as she treaded through the overgrowth, attempting to continue to follow the road. She jumped as she heard a twig snap off to her right, her glowing silver eyes scanning the nearby woods. She was beginning to turn back to face the path when a white hot flash of pain seared her mind and she slumped to the forest floor.
“That was almost too easy,” the Blood Elf said, stepping out of the shadows to the side. She had been the one to set off the noise, distracting the now unconscious druid. A deep chuckle sounded from her companion as the Tauren scooped up the prone form effortlessly. “Almost being the key word,” he replied as they walked casually down the path towards their small camp a few miles down the road.


The Night Elf awoke to a dull aching in the back of her head and attempted to sit up, only to find herself tied to a sparse bed. She struggled vainly against her bonds, her eyes widening as she lifted her head to take in her surroundings.

Spotting the Blood Elf sitting casually on a chair nearby, she growled deep in her throat, mentally preparing to shift into a sleek nightsaber and pounce the petite plated figure. The Blood Elf chuckled and shook her finger, speaking in Common. “Uh uh uh. None of that now. We’ve put a little damper on your abilities…” she said pleasantly, gesturing towards the other woman’s neck. The captive suddenly became aware of a collar tight around her throat; were she to attempt to shift into any form to escape, the collar would tighten, cutting off her air supply. She also sensed the arcane energies emanating from it and wondered what they did.

“What do you want from me, traitor?” she snarled. A deep timbre answered from the shadows at the foot of her bed, catching her offguard. Unfortunately, she couldn’t understand the Tauren’s words; he apparently didn’t speak Common. “My friend here says you look like you’d be fun. I think I’ll let him take what he wants from you, then decide.” The Night Elf inhaled sharply, wincing as the action brought to her attention bruising on her ribs. She swore in Darnassian, earning a chuckle from the petite figure seated nearby. “Our languages are close enough still that I perfectly understood what you said. What a tongue! Now you really deserve to be punished,” she grinned.

The Tauren figure had approached the side of the bed, blocking her view of his companion. She glared at him, snarling as he effortlessly ripped her leathers from her body, revealing her ample violet breasts to his gaze. He said something that clearly indicated appreciation as he moved to rend her leggings similarly. She struggled more against her bonds, spouting curses all the while. His eyes widened as he took in the surprise awaiting him; she had something he had never seen on another woman. He looked over his shoulder at the Blood Elf, speaking to her in a flowing tongue; the bitch understood Taurahe? She knew little of it, but recognized its sound from spending time in Moonglade.

A sharp laugh from the Blood Elf sent the captive straining to see past the massive figure blocking her view. “So, you have a little surprise, I’m told. Perhaps I’ll be the one to make use of you, instead,” she said, stepping around her friend. One brow raised in surprise as she took in the Night Elf’s cock.
“Fascinating. Never heard of such a thing before…” She lithely stepped closer, her small hand immediately reaching for his large member, stroking it expertly. The Night Elf cursed as the traitorous flesh rose to meet her touch. His tormentor merely chuckled, continuing to caress him, a cruel smile playing across her lips. “Yes, you’ll do nicely,” she murmured as she grasped his straining cock. She slid her hand over the head, causing him to gasp and jerk in response. Looking over her shoulder, she spoke quickly in Taurahe to her coconspirator, who promptly skirted the small Blood Elf, his large hands reaching down to roughly squeeze the Night Elf’s firm breasts.

Biting back a moan, the Night Elf struggled with the realization that part of him was enjoying this. He fought such thoughts, determined not to give his captors the satisfaction of—the Tauren suddenly tweaked a deep violet nipple, interrupting his train of thought and causing him to moan loudly – No! Must… resist… He gritted his teeth, fighting to regain some modicum of self control. His eyes rolled back as he was suddenly engulfed in the Blood Elf’s hot, wet mouth. He cried out a plea to Elune, causing the Blood Elf to chuckle around his dick, the vibrations earning her a spurt of precum and a loud moan. She continued to tease him, bobbing her head up and down, alternating between sucking as she pulled away and lightly scraping her teeth along the vein on the underside .

He squeezed shut his eyes, desperately fighting his libido. He had been on assignment for so long… it had been ages since… No! Stopitstopitstopit! He screamed silently, biting his tongue in an attempt to take his mind off the glorious sensations his groin was being subjected to. All thoughts left his mind as the Tauren suddenly leaned down and swiped one already hard nipple with his large tongue.
He felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge despite his struggles. He groaned loudly as his balls tightened. Suddenly, her mouth left him. His head shot up as he glared daggers at her. She merely laughed, enjoying his tormented gaze. “Not so feisty when you’re horny, are you?” she grinned. A string of Darnassian greeted her long ears and she chuckled again, saying something to the Tauren. He laughed against the nipple still under assault; apparently she had shared the Night Elf’s sentiments with her partner. Beyond all hope of recovery, the Night Elf merely prayed for release, his throbbing cock bobbing against his flat stomach.

The Tauren continued his assault of the Night Elf’s breasts as the Blood Elf suddenly stood and divulged herself of her armor and underclothes. Once naked, she tapped the Tauren on the shoulder, who stood and began to do the same. The Blood Elf took over on his nipples, lightly nipping at the pebbled flesh, the scent of her arousal reaching the druid’s keen senses. He blinked in surprise when the Blood Elf moved to straddle him, her wet folds coming into contact with his throbbing member. He groaned as she slid sensuously against him, licking his nipples teasingly.

The Night Elf felt the bed dip and heard the springs squeak in protest as he saw a figure kneel behind the woman atop him. The Blood Elf pressed her chest closer to him, lifting her hips towards the Tauren; only then did he register that the Tauren was smaller than before. Apparently he had drunk something or used some sort of device to make him a size that could actually be accommodated by her. She moaned loudly, squirming as he entered her. The Night Elf could feel the Tauren’s balls brushing against his as he sheathed himself to the hilt in the tight body of the Blood Elf. She exclaimed in Thalassian, “Oh yeah, just like that! I love your big cock!”

She arched her back and the Tauren leaned forward, bracing himself on either side of the elves. He took the tip of one of her long ears in her mouth, eliciting another moan from the petite woman sandwiched between them. He began to thrust into her, slowly at first, then building up speed. Each thrust rocked the Blood Elf, causing her to slide back and forth on the Night Elf’s tortured cock. He moaned in torment, then gasping in surprise as some of the weight temporarily lifted and her movement stopped.

She said something in Taurahe, earning a lusty growl from the Tauren. She moaned as he reentered her, but the Night Elf noticed something was different. He suddenly realized that her pussy lips were stroking his cock, coating him in her essence; that could only mean he was giving it to her in the ass! The Night Elf moaned in torment as the heat coming off her core drenched his rigid member.

Smiling down at him wickedly while moaning in abandon, she grunted with each thrust from the man behind her. Managing to regain some composure, she looked down upon the druid with cruel eyes before stating curtly, “I hate having my pussy empty, but I love it in the ass. Today’s your lucky day, druid.” Before he could respond, he found himself enveloped in her tight tunnel and moaned loudly.

He worked to thrust his hips as best he could while tied to the bed, no longer caring that he was giving in to enemies, merely longing for release. The Tauren’s thrusts caused her to bob on his cock, the action becoming faster and faster.

Suddenly, she cried out loudly and he felt her already tight passage contract around him almost painfully. She stiffened, moaning as she found release. It was more than either of her partners could bear, and they quickly were pushed over the edge themselves, emptying their essence within her small body. After several moments, they had all begun to calm somewhat. The Tauren groaned as he eased himself off the Blood Elf standing slightly unsteadily on the floor beside the bed.

“I’ve never come so hard. Can you stand, little one?” he asked her in Taurahe. “N-not sure. You’ve never been that rough. Help me up,” she replied, wincing as she gingerly slid herself off the Night Elf’s now flaccid member. She turned to face the Night Elf, switching to Thalassian. “That was fun. I think we’ll keep you around a little while,” she said, smiling wickedly at him. He merely groaned in response, squeezing his eyes shut…