You and Me, Black and Green
"You back with us?"
"Y-yes, you bitch...!"
Staring at Silveryia grinning right in front of her, Lenaris stuck out her tongue and heaved ragged breaths. Forcing her to drink piss! No matter how parched and dying of thirst she looked, and even if she was a slave now, how could anyone treat another sentient being like this?! Drinking piss wouldn't quench her thirst, but at least some liquid had entered her body temporarily. Glaring daggers at Silveryia, Lenaris ground her teeth, dying to kill the woman right then and there.
But Silveryia didn't even flinch. Instead, she smirked mockingly at the glare, as if it were pathetic. Then—buuuuuuuuuum!
"Hnnngh?!"
Lenaris's body arched like a bow, as if she'd been waiting for it. She'd thought she'd gotten somewhat used to this damn thing (the rotor) over the past three days, but it could vibrate even stronger than this?! Every erogenous zone on her body had become so hypersensitive after those three days that even a faint breeze might make her collapse. And then this sudden intense stimulation—!
"Kkhiii... s-stop, stop it...!"
With no more fluids left to squirt, all Lenaris could do was tremble pitifully. On top of that, the stench of Silveryia's urine wafting from her nose and mouth filled her with such humiliation that tears welled up in her eyes. She was supposed to be the next queen of the dark elves! Reduced to a slave slurping piss and getting mocked!
Silveryia squatted down beside her, eyeing the piss dripping pathetically from her pussy lips. With a dissatisfied frown, she said to Lenaris,
"You say you hate it, but then you guzzle it down like it's the best thing ever—what am I supposed to do with you? And Master the breeder gave you some water, but instead of thanks, you act like this?"
"Shut up! Mmph?!"
No sooner had the words left her mouth than Silveryia planted her ass right on Lenaris's face. The weak, pitiful dark elf flailed beneath the weight of those cheeks, but no matter how much she struggled, dislodging Silveryia was impossible.
"And after guzzling all that piss, cleaning up is the least you could do, right?! Here, here! There's still drops left! How can a bitch like you even exist?! You're a disgrace to females everywhere!!"
Recently, with sow-mother Veronica's arrival cutting into her exclusive dick time, Silveryia was pretty pissed off. She bounced her ass up and down with sharp slaps.
"Mmmphhh!!"
"Drink it all! I said drink every drop! There's still one right here!"
"Glurghhh?!"
"No backtalk—just slurp it all down!!!!"
It was one-sided violation, but different from before. At least now Lenaris could clench her mouth a bit. She had no real way to fight back against Silveryia, but she decided to make this tiny act of defiance.
Chomp.
"Agh!!"
A short scream escaped Silveryia. She jumped off Lenaris's face in a hurry, but there between the defiant dark elf's teeth glinted her pussy lips.
"Can't even appreciate kindness, huh? How could you do this?! Master had my pussy lips so nicely trimmed to look hot, and now they're ruined!!"
"Hmph... o-orc whore."
Not only did she dare rebel, but she mocked her too?! "Orc whore" wasn't wrong, but it pissed Silveryia off anyway, so she latched onto it.
"Hiiing?! N-no, don't grab...?!"
She grabbed Lenaris's clit. By now, Silveryia had removed the rotors from her nipples and clit. Then—stab!
"Gaaahhh?!"
Something flashed silver, and sudden agony like her nipples were being torn off assaulted Lenaris.
What the hell?! What the fuck is this?!
Shoving a blade into her body out of nowhere! If she'd seen it coming, she might've braced, but it happened too fast to react. Was it really pierced? Trembling, Lenaris glanced down at her chest.
"Hmm, pierced nice and pretty."
"What?! Th-this jewelry?! The same as... on your body...!"
An unfamiliar ring dangled from the tip of her massive breast. Just like the ones on that wicked bitch Silveryia—then and now!
"Huh? Yeah, it's Master's mark. And heh, once it's pierced here, guess where's next?"
With those words, Lenaris caught a glimpse of the ring on Silveryia's clit shaking. Then came another wave of immense pain, and she blacked out.
A moment later.
"Wh-where... ugh?!"
It hurt. The second she woke, agony radiated from her nipples and clit.
"Woke up at just the right time."
"You bitch...! Putting this filthy shit on my body... urgh!!"
Suddenly, something yanked her body. What? Lenaris frantically rolled her eyes. Then she realized chains connected to the piercings stabbing through her.
"What... is this..."
"The best thing about ring piercings is you can hook chains to 'em. Oh, don't worry—I disinfected 'em good so they won't get infected. You're a dark elf, right? You'll be fine."
"Answer me—"
Clink!
"Hyaaahhh?!"
The chain suddenly pulled upward. Her nipples and clit, linked to it, were dragged along, forcing Lenaris to rise desperately on tiptoe. Her body was wrecked from extreme fatigue, starvation, and thirst, but this novel pain(?) jolted her upright like a miracle.
The chain extended toward the ceiling, gripped by—of course—Silveryia. But Lenaris noticed now that Silveryia's outfit had changed. She'd been naked before, but now she wore some mystery bondage gear and a black eye mask, sneering down.
"Alright, shall we keep going?"
"Keep going with what—hngh?!"
Crack! Lenaris shuddered as the sound rang out. A whip. Not the brutal kind ancient kings used on tomb-building slaves that shredded skin and sprayed blood—no, this was for training animals.
Am I... less than a slave?!
Piss was just to humiliate her, but this was for speechless beasts!
"No idea how Master'll use you, so no marks that scar. Though you'll have bruises for a few days."
"Hmph, serving an orc like that as master—you must be pretty stu—grrrgh!!"
Crack! Crack! Crack! Three lashes in a row struck Lenaris's body. She nearly collapsed. But she gritted her teeth and endured. Falling now might really rip off her nipples and clit. The pain and strange itch from her erect nipples and clit pointing skyward, plus the whipping—it was too much.
"He's not someone a pathetic dark elf like you gets to call out! Watch your mouth!"
Crack-crack-crack!
"Hngh, grraaaah?!"
Dodging meant tugging her nipples and clit; taking it meant her rotor-tortured, hypersensitive body felt pleasure instead of pain from the whip after three days. She had to choose. Lenaris chose the whip. Her wrecked body couldn't risk tearing those off—shock might actually kill her.
I have to survive. For my people, for revenge on those traitor white Albs!
"Holding up well? No words—guess beasts only listen after a beating?"
"Tired already? As expected from an orc's playthi—hnggrrr?!"
Clank. Lenaris's body lifted slightly.
Higher?! Even higher?! Barely on tiptoe now, soon it'd be just her toes. Then another whip—crack!
"Hyaaaaah?! It's gonna rip off! Stop, stop it!"
"Why? Running your mouth again!!!"
Crack! Each lash made her swing like a hog in a butcher shop. Toes alone were torture; enduring whips on top was impossible. All she could do was bounce to avoid falling.
"Looks like you don't get it—keep it up, and it'll get even more fun."
"Grrrh... haaa..."
She couldn't hold out. Not from fear of the whip.
My body... it's... weird...
That faint pleasure from the lashes earlier—crack!
"Hiiin♥"
Now she was fully embracing it. Her body melted. And each time, the chain yanked her nipples and clit too. Pleasure lurked in every choice, terrifying her.
"D-don't...♡"
"Finally some good sounds. Oh? Thought you'd die of thirst, but your lower mouth is drooling through all this?"
"Wh—"
Before "what," she felt the slick, sticky fluid under her toes making her slip. The chain pulled taut.
"Hyaaaaah?!"
Immense pain—no, even that turned to horrifying pleasure in an instant. Lenaris lost balance. But at the same moment—fortuitously—Silveryia slashed the chain as she fell. Her nipples and clit, stretched to tearing, were freed. Trembling violently, Lenaris came hard.
"Whew... feels better now."
"Y-you devil...♥"
Silveryia smiled in relief at Lenaris writhing in her first true orgasm. Knowing this was partly for Silveryia's stress relief made her want to lunge, but
N-no... no strength in my body...
And this weird feeling...♥
Tortured, yet why this strange euphoria? Realizing it terrified her. This place corrupted females. She had to escape—fast!
"Hehe, now what should I play with next?"
But lost with no idea where she was, and that monster right there, hope faded.
"Mooooom! Mommy!!!"
Then, perfectly timed, Snow White's wail from across the way.
"Snow?! You, stay right there!"
"Hnggrr..."
Silveryia glared daggers at Lenaris, gagged her tight to prevent nonsense, and dashed to the opposite cell.
If there was an escape chance, it was now—but no strength. Eyes drooping. Seven rotors still inside, but fatigue and odd refreshment dulled them. Thus, Lenaris drifted off to sleep.