Mindbroken

Lyra wakes slowly. Her mind is fuzzy. Her body numb. Where is she? She can't remember.

She tries to open her eyes, but she can't. Something stick covers them. She tries to speak, but only mumbles escape her gagged lips.

She panics, suddenly realising her situation. She is bound in a tight mess of webbing. Her arms and legs are completely immobilized. She is blind and gagged. And dangling upside down from the roof.

She is naked. Her clothes cut away. The webbing wraps around her body, but leaves her breasts and cunt exposed, along with some of her pretty face.

She squirms in her bonds. She feels weak. The paralysing **** still pumping through her system. Weak and helpless.

She hears the voice again. Of her captor.

"Awww. Is my little pet scared? Don't worry sweety, your goddess is here"

The woman steps up close, pushing her body against Lyras. Lyra can't see the woman, but she can feel her soft curves, and smell her rich scent.

Lyra whimpers. She needs to escape. She's not some monsters pet!

She feels the womans hands roam over her body, testing the size and feel of her breasts, petting her hair, reaching down to her cunt. Lyra tries to flinch away, but she can't. She can't do anything.

"You are truly beautiful. For an elf. You'll do for my first worshipper."

The woman gently brushes lyras thighs, and then, suddenly, digs her claws in deep. Lyra screams, as more venom is injected into her body. The pain is intense.

The woman gently strokes lyras cheek, in a soothing gesture.

"There there little one. It's okay. I'm not knocking you out again. This particular venom will fix your pretty little brain."

Lyra panics. She squirms, screams. What is this creature doing to her? She has to resist! She thinks back to the sermons from the elven temple back home and tries to call on her gods.

Oh great protectors of the light. Protect me from the darkness. Shield my body ... and.... and... what... what was...

The thoughts don't come. Lyras mind goes foggy.

Where... where am I? What... whats happening?

Nothing comes to her. Not even her own name. Then she starts to feel it. A heat spreading out from the claw marks between her legs. It flows through her body like a wave, setting her nerves alight. Her skin tingles. her breasts poke out from her chest, her cunt aches with need. A moan escapes from Lyras lips, a **** plea for attention.

"Thats better little pet" A powerful feminine voice speaks to her

Pet. Thats my name.

The idea settles in the pets mind as something solid, and enduring.

A hand touches the pets cheek, brushing over her gag. "If I take this off, are you going to beg your goddess to fuck you?"

Beg. Goddess. Fuck me.

Lyra nods her weak head, whimpering a yes into her gag. "Mmm!"

"Good girl" the goddess speaks. Her claws easily pierce the thick webbing, and pull it away from her toys mouth.

The elven pet gasps for breath, and immediately begs

"Please. Please fuck me. Please. I need it. Please goddess"

The goddess giggles "He he. Good girl."

Two fingers slip into Lyras cunt, and she moans loudly. Lips press against her own, exploring her mouth, a tongue pressing in forcefully and dominating her.

After a moment the fingers start to thrust, fucking her little wet hole. Lyra shudders and moans again and again. It feels soooo good.

The lips pull away, and the goddess speaks

"Moan for me slut. Show me how much you love the pleasure that only a goddess can give you. Isn't it wonderful? You've found your place little one. Your purpose. Serving me."

Service is... pleasure. My purpose is to serve.

The goddess wonderful fingers pump in and out of her sluts needy wet hole, sending waves of pleasure through her body, setting every nerve alight. It isn't long until the needy bitch is cumming on her new owner's hand, her body spasming in her restraints.

The goddess praises her display, then shows her how to pleasure the mistress. With her tongue, her hands, her words. Lyra spends the night in worship, before long her needy cunt is **** for more, but she knows she will have to earn it.

Nothing has ever made her happier.