Warrior

“Right this way!” The man gestures with his right hand for you to follow him. The two of you walk into what looks like a small prison.

Within the surprisingly clean back rooms there are cells full of female Dark Elves. So full you wonder how any of them sleep in such a crowded space. Many of them sat in their birthday suits, hugging themselves in an attempt to keep their private bits private. Everyone of them had the same look of fear on their face as you came into view. They knew one of them was going with you.

Within the prescience of such a powerful warrior such as yourself they all trembled in fear. All that is but one. “You'll find we have assortment of beauties here. From slender to curvy I serve all kinds! Not only do I sell quality slaves I also offer training services, for a modest fee, and I'll even throw in a loincloth free if you want her somewhat decent for your trip ho-?”

The man stops his speal as he see's you looking into a wooden door in the back of the room. It almost seem hidden since there were wooden crates stacked in front of it. There is a slot near the top allowing you to see a very beautiful, not too mention busty, Dark Elf inside. Her wrists were chained together above her head. Her ankles were also chained to the floor, but had far more five on them.

Her thighs were pressed together keeping her womanhood hidden but her ankles were on opposite sides of her. She had not a stitch of clothing on her giving you a good view of her extra large chest. Her snow white hair was messy. As if she had just fought someone. Most likely the chains.

But what you notice most is her eyes. They stare back at yours in defiance. Hatred clearly visible. All the other slaves are already broken. But not her.

They hadn't broken her and they had clearly tried hard. On further inspection you could see they were still trying. You didn't notice at first due to the small view space you had to look through but she was drenched in sweat and was breathing hard.

“Oh! NO! Good sir, you don't want that one! Believe me she's not worth the trouble! Now these girls here-” as he tries to point you towards a pair of, admittedly, cute twins you cut him off demanding to know this ones story.

Although begrudgingly he does answer. “This one was daughter to the previous Dark King. Guess you could call her the former Dark Princess. She refuses to accept that her people lost and are property now. Even though her magic is sealed she still fights me tooth and nail about everything.

No matter what I do I just can't seem to break this one. I was hopping a few day in the old hot box would settle her down. So like I said she's still a work in progress. Tell you what I'll give ya the pair here for the price of one! Or even my own personal **** up front!

None of them has been with man before so they are all clean! Even my ****! I don't really go for these long eared types myself if ya know what I mean haha.”

Guess it's time to choose bud, who will it be? The busty fallen princess? The slender servant? A pair of twins? Perhaps theirs a fourth option that catches your eye?