Upliftment

It's a very different place that you find yourself upon awakening from when you passed out. Given the state you were in, you're glad to awaken at all. The bright light of day comes in through large windows, rather than the dim light of torches. There's a soft mattress underneath you; a welcome change from the cold, stone floor covered in squalor. There's a gentle fragrance wafting through, either of someone's perfume, or fresh flowers brought in. There's a soft linen that's been pulled down to your knees, no doubt by the company that you now find yourself in.

As your eyes open, they make contact with two unfamiliar, but identical faces. Elven women, twin sisters at that, with soft green eyes and dark brown hair, set in complicated braids. Neither wore anything except the heavy make up on their faces, luscious red lipstick paired with dark eye shadow and a slight blush on their cheeks. You're pretty sure they're the ones with the perfume you smell. They softly smile as you wake up as they continue plying their trade, softly massaging the muscles in your body on either side.

"That's it" You exclaim to yourself "I'm dead." The elves giggle at your statement, though it's a slightly familiar voice that speaks up.

"I would hope you are not so rude as to insult the work of everyone you come into contact with" You are slow to move, seeing that your body is heavily bandaged, but creaking your neck up, you see the odd robed man from before, this time his cloak is off and you can see him properly in the face. A thin, wiry man of lean muscle with a single knot of dark hair, the rest having been shaved. His face looks worn and tired, but principled.

"Who are you?" You ask.

"You may call me Shoghi. I was responsible for putting you back in one piece after you nearly threw your life away."

"It's not like I had much choice you know. I'm not in there fighting voluntarily."

"Yes, I know. All the more reason one should value your life. Dying in that arena is ghastly business."

"I don't see you trying to stop it."

"One cannot build a wall tall enough to stop a storm, master orc." Shoghi's response was quick and concrete. "I saved you from ****. That is the extent of what I am capable of."

"Thank you for that, by the way." You slowly shift yourself to sit up, your back leaning against the headboard. The elvish twins remained dutiful and silent, and somewhat perverted, no rubbing your upper body with their voluptuous tits.

"Think nothing of it. It won't be long before I have to apply my craft on you again, I suspect"

"The Boss hired you?"

Shoghi made a short bow in response "Yes, Proxley, the man who insists on being known simply as The Boss, has hired me for some time now as a medic for the slaves he believes are worth holding onto."

"Lucky me" You say with rolled eyes, which is met with a precise but soft slap against the side of your head

"Luck has nothing to do with it, but even if it did, you should be thankful. This is the first time I've been dedicated to only one of his slaves, and I've never seen or heard him give such..." Shoghi struggled for the correct words as he motioned towards the elves "lavish extravagance."

"Why is he doing all of this than? Why me?"

Shoghi's answer is of little help "He's spending a copper today to earn a gold coin tomorrow. Whatever he does, it's to make money and gain power."

"And to keep me under control" You add, to which the monk nods in agreement.

"I'm going to escape from all of this somehow, and I'll need your help Shoghi."

"You know I can't do that, master orc." He said with a deep breath. "Nobody has ever escaped from his plans, and he'll kill us both for having tried."

"My fate is sealed either way Shoghi. **** is all that I have, so it may as well be in the means that I choose." Your response gives Shoghi a slight smile, the first sign of any emotion since you've been talking "there is wisdom to your words. You understand that I cannot say yes and that I will not say no. I am with you in spirit. That is enough for now."

Shoghi stands up "Proxley is letting the arena dry out. By the time he is ready to resume the tournament, you should find yourself perfectly revived. I will leave you with your present company. I hope it is some time before I have to see you again." He makes a full reverential bow as he escorts himself out of the apartment. You look at the two elves, and find yourself with an immense grin.

"Well, I guess it's time we introduce ourselves" The two elves giggle at your introduction.

"Silly orc. We already know who you are Kromdor" One started, and the second interjected "That's why we're here, if you catch our meaning."

You shake your head slightly "I can't say that I do. Help me out here."

"The Boss was looking for slaves to purchase. When we heard that he was looking for pleasure women for you, we volunteered ourselves, as a pair."

"Wow" you state simply "That's an honor, I guess. Why me though?"

The conversation takes a sudden turn, their voices turning more sultry and seductive "Because you're going to be the next champion, and we want to be with the winner."
"And because you're hot..."

The revelation having been made, the conversation came to dead halt. Each of the elves pressed forward, holding their large breasts in their hands and shoving them in your face.

"Don't worry Master. We'll take good care of you." One of them softly coos. Your mouth struggles to pick one of the four tantalizing nipples to focus on. The warm softness in your face is glorious, made all the better by the soft moans of the elves these tits are attached to. With your mouth occupied, the two sisters have a moment to themselves

"Looks like Master has a thing for big tits Glarina"

"What man doesn't, Patrina?"

"Do you think we should? You know?"

"Ooooh, that sounds like a great idea."

The twins pull themselves away, laying on either side of the large bed. They take turns spitting on your cock, fully erect and upright, and slowly stroke it in. Once it's good and slippery, they wrap it in both of their tits, stroking up and down. You start to moan heavily almost right away, leading to more giggling.

"I think we found the mighty Kromdor's one weakness."

"We best not tell anyone." They giggle again, and start to move even faster, still spitting on your cock to keep it wet and pleasurable. These two mean business, and probably because of your injuries, you can't perform quite the way you want to. You shoot cum up like a geyser, a few spurts landing on Glarina and Patrina's faces, but most landing on their soft tits. Sitting up, they start to lick and suck the cum off of each other in front of you, in the slowest and most sensual way possible.

"Thank you for the cum Master." Glarina stated as they finished up.

"Yes, that was very good. It's time to rest again Master, but let us know if you need anything else. We live to serve you now..."