Yes he does...

"Not this time my dear little slut. This time, you got yourself into this mess, you get yourself out. If you are still conscious by the time I return I will grant your freedom again, and allow you to come with me. If not it seems this town has a use for you. ****, remember my words and behave."

The words of her Master shook her to her core and for the first time she was afraid! After all they had been through, even after all she had done for him! The countless times she followed his orders, reluctantly acting as bait to lure out the werewolves. Or the countless times kneeling and serving his need, eager to please and worship him, or bending over and allowing him to take her...hard and roughly! Even sometimes using her as a tool for negotiation, bartering and offering up a night with her for disclosing information or getting access to locations he wasn't allowed to get into. Numerous times she followed his instructions and dropped to her knees to orally serve various town guards to allow them to pass through check-points or border crossings!

After all of that, her devotion and servitude she felt the deep unshakeable fear that he might abandon her!

Her Master!

And a **** without a Master was nothing...

She would be nothing more than a toy, holes to be used by superior white men!

...as she was made and meant to be.

Her Master slapped her face hard again, before releasing her throat, which allowed her to finally breathe again! Tiva gasped a **** breath as her vision began to clear and oxygen filled her lungs! Her mind registering the unmistakable sensation of her womb being flooded and pumped full of thick, warm, virile human cum! her Master's words, replaced by the rather uncomfortable and painful feeling of having the white man's throbbing cockhead press insistently against her battered cervix as he came inside her.

"Oww..." whimpering softly more at watching helplessly as her Master stood and patted her head in an encouraging manner than at the shame and pain of the other white human roughly using her cunt like his personal cumdump.

"No...no....please..." The young dark-purple skinned night elf whined! Struggling in the stockade as she was **** to helplessly watch him, the man she loved, turn wordlessly and walk away from her, leaving her to her fate!!! It broke her heart as she called out to him, begging him with every ounce of her being.

"Nooo!! Master please!!! Please!!! Please.....don't leave me!!!!!! MASSSTTERRRRR!!!!! I'll never make you angry again!! I'll do anything....pleaseeeeee!!!! MASSSSSSTTTERRRR!!!!!!!"

Tiva cried out after him, feeling so lost and alone, hardly feeling the man pull out of her abused sex, before the next man stepped up. As hard and as eager as ever! Slapping his own thick cock down against her ass, taking his time with feeling and groping her spanked cheeks, before adding harsh slaps of his own, Tiva let out a pained grunt as he suddenly thrust into her. Quickly hammering his cock in deep! Like she was nothing more than a fuckmeat sleeve for him to purposefully ****!!

Tiva, starting to cry in earnest now, turned her head slightly to the guard.

"How.....how....many are left.....Sir?"

"A dozen young miss..."

The guard replied sternly but with an almost apologetic sound to his voice as he stepped up to the secured elf. Placing a heavy gloved hand on her head, his fingers take a firm grip on her white hair as his thumb rubbed her forehead like a gentle reassurance.