Getting to know your mate

The six elves sold quickly, and you got fifty coins for three of them, only forty for the least pretty of them, but a hundred for the remaining two. All in all, you’d gotten 390 coins for six elves!

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When you and Mom returned home, you took your dark elf to your room, and tied her hands and legs to the bedpost.

“Heard you sold six elves at the town square today.” Dad said, walking into the room. He gazed lustfully at the dark elf spread-eagle on your bed, and you chuckled.

“Sorry, Dad. She’s not for public use.” you grinned. He laughed.

“I know. But she’s damn gorgeous.” your father grunted.

“That she is.” you agreed. He gave the dark elf another wanting look.

“Anyway, how much did you make?” Dad asked you.

“390 coins.” you grinned.

“Almost enough for a nice little cottage.” Dad said. You nodded.

“Exactly. I already have a bit of coin saved over for my home, but even with that money, it’s not enough.” you sighed.

“How short are you?” Dad asked.

“I’m twenty five coins short. If only I’d had seven elves.” you huffed.

“You’ll get there.” Dad comforted, then left your room. You looked back to the dark elf, who was still asleep. You shook her awake, and after a minute or so, she began to stir.

“Hey.” you smiled. Her eyes fluttered and you realized they were a striking purple. Was your brother’s wife purple-eyed? You’d never really looked at her eyes, you know?

“Hi. You’re the orc who **** me, right?” the dark elf murmured. You chuckled.

“You seemed plenty willing.” you grinned.

“Haha. You **** me.” she said, and groaned.

“And tied me up.” the elf squinted.

“I’ll untie you if you stay calm.” you shrugged. She nodded. You yanked on the ropes holding her hands pinned and broke them. She moved her arms into a more comfortable position, and I yanked her leg ropes free, too. She gave me a small smile.

“Thanks. I’m Myvra.” she said softly.

“I’m Urag.” you nodded.

“Urag, huh? Odd name.” Myvra noted.

“Myvra’s not normal either.” you remarked. She laughed.

“What would you name me?” she batted her eyes.

“Maya? Myra? The v makes it hard to pronounce.” you admitted.

“Ha! I rather like Myra. You can call me that, if you’d like.” she said.

“You seem awfully calm about being captured.” you said, a little suspiciously.

“You’ve spent too much time around elves. I’m a dark elf. You made me orgasm, which means I can only get pleasure from you, unless someone breaks my mind, which is super dangerous. I’d rather just be on good terms with you than risk a mind break.” Myra shivered.

“Hm. I like that logic.” you grunted. Myra laughed.

“So, I can’t help but notice I don’t have orc cum between my legs. Did your other **** help you out?” she asked.

“That was my mother, actually. But yes, she did.” you chuckled.

“Ah. Right, orcs do that whole **** thing without a care.” Myra recalled.

“Well, surely you had sex with your mother.” you pointed out. Myra laughed.

“No, I didn’t.” she shook her head.

“Hm.” was all you said. Myra tossed her black hair.

“So, what now?” she asked.

“Sex?” you asked. Myra gave you a look.

“I just got fucked for the first time in my life a little bit ago. I need a break, if you don’t mind, oh mighty master.” Myra said, flopping back onto the bed. You climbed into bed with her, and she squeaked as you laid on top of her, squashing her enormous tits against your chest.

“Enjoying your break?” you joked. She laughed.