Hammerblows assailed her body, each thrust a rapid, brutal one.  He was almost there, a few more grunts, moans, and then he threw back his head and bellowed in triumph, thrusting as deep as he could into the elvish general.  Pressing against her womb, the elvish vixen could suddenly feel hot warmth filling her as rope after rope of verile, sticky cum filled her nethers.  He held in her for a few minutes, emptying his balls into her with the clear intention of getting her pregnent.  Giving her ass one last slap, he gave a contented sigh, going back to sitting on his throne, he gripped her head and pulled her lips to his lap, while his cum dribbled out of her pussy.  "Clean me, girl."<br/><br/>Clutching her hair, he was clearly urging to do just that.  "Keep this up, and perhaps i'll even let your royal family go.  But from now on, you're mine.  You will be mine at my beck and whim, and shall sleep in my chambers as my pet.  Is this clear?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>