The Gnolls cave

I was carried silently through the woods. The beast was fast, running, jumping, moving swiftly through the thick tree while carrying it's helpless bundle.

I don't know how we traveled, or how I'd ever find my way back home.

Eventually we slowed. The air felt different here. I guess it's some kind of cave.

The beast lifted me off it's shoulder and lowered me down to the ground, settling me down on patch of rough earth. I couldn't see through my blindfold, but i heard the beast move around. After a few minutes there was a crackle, as a fire started in the cave.

The warmth was soothing. I tried to shuffle closer, then I realized. Fire was how you cooked meat. A vision flashed through my mind, of my own body roasting in the flames while the beast licked it's lips hungrily.

I panicked, and pulled on my bonds, desperately trying to get away, to escape, to flee the cave. I succeeded only in wiggling helplessly, and drawing the beasts attention. I heard the beast turn, and a moment later two rough hands grabbed my bound arms.

A low growl rumbled out of it's mouth, and then, to my amazement, it spoke!

"Grrrr. What are you doing? Trying to escape? Bad girl!"

The arms pulled me sharply, dragging me infront of the beast, between it and the roaring fire. The heat lapped at my cheek, singeing my face.

I had no idea it could speak. It's voice was fearsome. rough, firm, savage. I was scared, but it was my only hope. I whimpered again, the gag muffling my voice. I whined with all my energy, mewling into the tight cloth, begging desperately.

There was no response for a few moments, and then I felt a sharp clawed hand on my cheek. I winced, thinking it was going to tear into flesh. And then I felt the gagged being pulled out of my mouth.

My mouth was sore and full of saliva. I **** my words through my pained lips;

"Please. Please don't eat me!"

There was another pause, and then the beast burst into laughter

"Ha ha ha! Eat you? Why the fuck would I want to do that!?"

I froze in confusion. I couldn't see her face through the blindfold but she sounded sincere. What did she want me for then?

She spoke again, softer. Her hand stroked my thigh softly, just above the tight rope that bound my knee together.

"There are much better uses for a little pet like you"

I shivered at her touch. The elves had never touched my body so softly. They said I was ugly

"Uses?... I... I can work... the elves train..." I whimpered softly, my heart still pounding with terror.

"Elves!" She interrupted me with a sharp word full of bile. "Fuck those cunts. You lived with them? No wonder you're so fucking skinny"

She touched my chest, feeling the outline of my ribs through my skin.

"Come on" she spoke firmly, grabbing my bound form and lifting me up, onto her lap. She shuffled me around until she was cosy, my back pressed up against her body, my face towards the fire. Her chest was soft and furry. It was like resting on a blanket.

"I made enough for both of us" She spoke again. I heard some movement. then a command "Open"

I was unsure what she meant. Then I spelled it. Meat. Succulent delicious meat. I opened my mouth cautiously, and she slipped a strip of flesh into my waiting mouth. I chewed slowly, savouring the flavours. It was delicious.

She ate a bite herself, then got me another. I don't know what animal this was, but it tasted wonderful. The elves didn't much like meat, and didn't eat many of the animals of the forest. This was... the best thing I'd ever eaten.

As I eat I felt a hand touch my hair. I flinched, then relaxed. The beast.... woman... had her hand on my head. I felt her fingers shift as she... stroked my head? I didn't know what she was doing. But it felt....

I was being fed delicious food, nestled in the arms of a warm soft body, while gentle hands petted my head. Shivers ran through my body, I purred softly, I felt... overwhelmed. I didn't know what was happening to me. Later I would learn that what I was feeling was contentment. I was relaxed for maybe the first time in my life. But in the moment my body was overwhelmed, and I began to cry.

After a moment the woman noticed, and the stroking stopped

"Oh, I ... do you need me to stop?" her voice was soft and full of genuine concern.

I gasped, barely able to speak "No... No.. please.... don't stop"

"Okay sweety. Let it all out. Feel what you need to feel" Her hand resumed it's gentle petting of my head. And I cried. I didn't know why. But I cried, the water washing down my face for long minutes.

Eventually I got control of myself, and I smelled another delicious strip of meat before my mouth. I received it eagerly. I eat slowly, savouring the wonderful taste. Waves of relaxation flowed down from my head, soothing my mind. I let my mind drift away. I nibbled, licked, purred.

I came back to myself, and realised I was sucking on my captors fingers, buried inside my mouth. I felt embarrassed, then I heard her words softly spoken in my ears

"Good girl. Go on, clean my fingers."

I did, happily. I wanted to show her my thanks. Obeying was easy. It felt good.

I gently sucked her fingers, while her hand caressed my head, and I breathed deep. I could smell the delicious food, the fire, the woods, and something else. Something primal, powerful. I didn't know what it was. I felt my body growing hot.

Slowly the fingers slipped out of my mouth. I whimpered, then realised what I had done and blushed.

My captor giggled. "He he. Cute"

I was too shy to speak for a moment, but I needed to say something...