[GM] 17. She’ll serve the camp slaves tonight.

“Perhaps we can still train one of her holes without her losing any value. She can be the fluffer for the night.”

Dalisae tries to free herself from Mabyn’s grasp but only twists futilely against his massive frame.

“In fact I want to break her throat in. Have Bevan bring the chastity belt so no one gets tempted.”

Mabyn himself carries her to the main tent again. Bevan is already there with a metal device that frightened Dalisae. Mabyn drags her up onto one of the tables and his lackeys lock her limbs in place. She’s finally free of her elvish arm bindings only to be rebound to the table. The chastity belt is slid on to cover her unsullied holes and her legs are locked in place so they’re held together rather than apart. Her head dangles over the edge, cradled by a headrest built into the table.

She watches Mabyn as he nods approvingly and begins to free his cock from his breeches. Dalisae’s eyes widen. He was easily 10 inches long and thick. He smiles as he lines the head of his cock up with her lips. The girl instinctively parts them and he takes this as an invitation to plunge as deep as he can.

The slaver groans as his balls hit the elf’s face. She thrashes against her bindings as she chokes on the massive member. Her throat muscles massage the tool as he begins to thrust in and out. Spit covers his cock as he thrusts and she hears someone say the words “lube slut” somewhere distantly. But worst of all, it felt good.

[Stimulation 31/100]

Dalisae finds herself moaning against the commander’s thick cock. He laughs and slaps one of her exposed breasts. A shock of pain and pleasure rockets through the elf.

[Stimulation 53/100]

Mabyn groans and pulls himself fully from her throat. “All yours boys.” He walks off to one of the saddle girls and plunges himself deep into her pussy.

His cock is quickly replaced by another, luckily not as big. She remains strapped to the table for almost an hour before she sees a cock she’d seen earlier in the night. When it plunges deep into her throat, she tastes something new. It’s bitter and makes her want to vomit.

As she gags, the slaver fucking her face calls out “she does ass to mouth like a champ!”

She tries to thrash against her bindings, but they’re strong and hold her in place. She’s **** to escape the knowledge that she’s cleaning some camp whore’s ass off of a stranger’s cock. Dalisae realizes that part of her thrashing is actually to try desperately to stimulate herself. She was raised that her people are special in a way that was now being utterly debased. And it turns her on.

[Stimulation 85/100]

She can’t bring herself off in the chastity belt and she can’t cum from giving blowjobs alone. The night devolves into a blur of cocks. She passes out a few times only to come to as one cock leaves her mouth to be quickly replaced by another. She thinks she must have tasted every ass and every pussy from every whore in this tent by the time rosy dawn sneaks in through the flaps of the tent. She pauses. She’s one of those whores too now.

[XP: 200/220]

That morning, two of Mabyn’s lackeys begin to unlock her from her bindings on the table. She remains encased in her chastity belt as her arms and legs are tied together. She is carried out to a wagon and pushed into a smaller cage inside.

[Stimulation 50/100] [-1 will]

The man who brought her to the wagon calls out “last one!” and it lurches into motion. She can hear Mabyn’s voice talking to whoever else is driving the cart but she can’t quite make out anything he says.

They travel for the better part of the day before they come upon a much larger camp.

It is still made of impermanent structures like tents and lean-tos, but this place feels much more permanent. The girls are unloaded to stand on a platform at the center of the clearing. They are tied to individual posts and left for the members of the town to peruse. Mabyn stays close to Dalisae. When any prospective buyer walks past and asks about the chastity belt he explains that she’s a virgin from one of the elf clearings. Every possible buyer’s interest is piqued by this rare commodity. The girl blushes a deep red throughout the showing.

It’s Mabyn that begins the auction. One by one the other girls are sold off–one to a brutish looking orc, one to a man dressed in noble clothes, one to an unremarkable looking human man–leaving only Dalisae at the end of the night.

“Now, gentlemen, a treat. One of the elf girls left in the clearings. She is fully virginal, but we at camp have trained her to suck a cock so one of her holes is broken in. I invite the Mayor to confirm her condition for the crowd.”

Another man comes up as Mabyn unlocks the chastity device. He also parts her folds with his fingers and grins when he sees the slaver was telling the truth. Like her captor, he puts his fingers to her lips for her to clean them. This time she does without hesitation.

“As you can see, she’s a very obedient girl. I’ll start the bidding at 200 gold.”

The numbers begin rising rapidly. Everyone wants a chance to take Dalisae for the first time. Finally she hears Mabyn call out “sold!”

Who buys her? [roll 1d20]

• 1-2 A merchant on his way out of the forest.
• 3-6 A hunter living alone in the deep woods.
• 7- 10 A dragonshield fighter.
• 11 - 12 An orc chief.
• 13-15 A cult leader looking for a particular commodity.
• 16-19 A tiefling priest.
• 20 An elf ranger.