Titania Admits Defeat

Jerry, being a Forever Fantasy super-nerd, knew exactly how Titania would respond to being defeated. The Code of the Elves dictated that after being bested in a duel that the loser must offer submission to the winner. Titania grit her teeth, knelt, and bowed her head before him.

"I don't know how you did it but you have bested me. I, Titania Lley'Allam submit to your strength."

Jerry grunted and took a step towards his prize. "Stand up" he commanded.

His Orc friend also took a step forward; he knew what was about to happen and wanted a piece as well. Jerry held up a hand, silently to warn the Orc that the prize was his. Surprisingly, the brute stopped his advance and nodded respectfully. Orcs had a Code of their own.

Titania slowly came to her feet but her gaze remained lowered. Jerry could wait no longer. He lunged at her.

His ruddy fingers began to knead the Elf maiden's voluptuous breasts. He roughly pushed and prodded, delighting in the jiggling effect as he manipulated them. Titania let out a feminine scream despite herself. Jerry pushed harder and more enthusiastically. In no time at all he saw that Titania's body was beginning to respond. Her nipples were hardening under the pale fabric of her bra. It was time to expose her more.

Jerry ripped the fabric easily between two fingers. He didn't just discard the bit of clothing though. He ripped it and ripped it and ripped it again. He even bit one of the straps, tearing it with his teeth. Titania's eyes had filled with tears. Was it possible that the undergarments had some sentimental value?

"It's only cloth, you stupid cunt," he breathed, "Why waste your tears when I have yet to enjoy your body as intended?"

Titania met his gaze. "It was... a gift."

Jerry imagined a loving male elf bestowing his beautiful Titania with such a precious gift. Maybe on a special day. Celebrating their love. With a howl he ripped the fabric once more and tossed the bits towards his Orc comrade. To his pleasure the other Orc gathered up the tattered lingerie and unceremoniously stuffed it into his loincloth.

"Remove your panties," he commanded. "I want to see you as your pitiful Elf Gods created you.

Silently and without protest Titania stripped off her last bit of clothing. She stepped out of the small triangle garment with one foot and then the other, covering her sex with one hand and once again refusing to meet Jerry's gaze.

"Give them to me."

Titania's face showed undisguised disgust as she slowly picked up her underwear in one quivering hand and extended it to him.