The man didn't even hear her words, though he would have paid them no heed even if he had. Instead he was storming through his own home, an odd mixture of rage coursing through him. Rage at being shunned by the busty, black draenei. Glee at the oppurtunity to rape her companions, and to have the proud woman not only watch it, but be guilty over it. It was only the tip of the iceberg, but he entirely intended to enjoy it all the same, and L'lara's eyes would bear witness to everything.<br/><br/>It was a few moments before he reached the stables, and during that time the sullen orc and Falithas' companions had found great entertainment. The two draenei were bound; their wrists strapped together and attached to rings mounted into the walls. Their shoulders hung from their arms, then their bodies went horizontal as far as her hips, before their legs fell straight to the floor. The resulted in a pair of very exposed backsides; the girls' panties were around their knees, and their robes were bunched up around their waists. Each cluster of white flesh was marked with flecks of red from where the riding crops had landed, and they were both wailing and crying out for their mistress loudly.<br/><br/>Falithas' arrival stopped the whips landing for a moment, but one of them was in for an even worse time. "Your Mistress is being oh-so-contrary, girls. She would rather I raped the pair of you than swallow her own pride and stop fighting against us... So that is what will happen." Their wails gained in intensity, which made him smirk. "Consider it practice. Tomorrow you will be in stocks in the street, getting fucked for a silver coin a pop."<br/><br/>He pushed at his pants as soon as he was behind one, dropping them toward his ankles. The man's hand fell to her backside, rubbing and stroking the fine curve of her backside. His hand shifted to the other rump, rubbing and gripping it while his burgeoning erection pushed up against the tight entrance of the girls virgin pussy. His fingers flexed, closing around the full, rounded arse and enjoying the softness. Blood Elves were so slender... It proved a pleasant sensation. His hips pressed forward; Mirna's cunt felt itself stretched apart for the first time, dragged wide around a large, stiff cock.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateGray">She cried, oh by the light she was crying out her agony so hard that her mistress could feel the agonising pain within her loins in her own body. The mental image together with the phycshical connection was breaking her head of a terrible mind flaying pain. She couldn't watch but she was forced to, and with that she saw her struggling sweet young sister being raped.<br/>
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The tight walls of her young slit were dragged painfully over the thick shaft of the bloodelf, her virgin blood serving as the best lubricant it could give at that very moment as her burning bum got grasped so tightly underneath his sadistic fingers. The lean muscles in her arm tried to drag herself away from him, pulling herself up, only resulting in clenching and stretching her loins around his hard cock that was buried inside of her. She was losing her light so rapidly, losing the friend that had seem to hover over them during the whipping pains. Tears ran down her pristine white cheeks as she kept screaming, looking at the face of horror of her sister when the elf was working on her body.<br/>
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"L'lara.. L'laraaaa LARAAA..." She kept calling out, tried to find her protector, but the connection faded the more his searing rod dragged itself along her walls, feeling him pump his shaft in her young body. Then with welling tears in her eyes Elive casted a shimmering shield around herself, the fear in her great big blue eyes evident as she tried to protect herself from the inevitable, watching her sister getting used as a piece of meat. It looked quite hilarious, the young white dreanei hanging from the ceiling, and using her pathetic protection to try and resist the worst.<br/>
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In the meanwhile L'lara watched and with tears that muddled her vision she saw her precious apprentice being used like the dog she was called for, every vein in her body ached and burned of the magic being drained by the collar, and surging it back into her system. The hot burning feeling was reminding her from her precious light, only raw and unrefined, painful but making her react so shameful. She tried to clench her searing thighs together, but nothing could prevent her to have her body it's reaction to the warm feeling that spread trough her muscles. She felt her thighs getting moist, her folds warming to painful temperatures, nonetheless her cunt was dripping from the powers that tortured her, together with the sight of that cock sliding in and out her precious sister.<br/>
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Hanging her head in shame, she felt herself dirtier and disgusting then ever before, her proud attitude rapidly waving away as the dripping noises of her juices ran down her thighs on the ground. The guards that had let her loose from the bed, now stopped and stared at the miserable but hilarious reaction the beautiful ebondark dreanei was giving to her situation. They didn't do anything, no, they knew she was for their master to be dealt with. Nonetheless it couldn't hurt to rub themselves over their growing bulges as they watched the hardened nipples of the shadow priest materialize back into flesh, the glistening between her legs and the blood that dripped in the corners of her mouth of her own resisting. She looked battered but oh so flushing hot, as the rape continued before her eyes. </span><br/><br/><br/>The best kinds of taunts were those which were true. Like the ones growled into Mirna's ear as he ploughed her, though loud enough that her companion would hear them just as much. "Your Mistress can see this, you know? She's in her room, watching through a portal... But she won't help. Even if my guards were to let her, she's far too busy moaning, and creaming herself, at the sight of your virginities flowing down your thighs. You really are very, very alone..."<br/><br/>He chuckled, then straightened up. From here he had the perfect posture to clutch her hips, and piston himself against her arse. Her plump bottom provided a perfect pillow for his hips to smash into, and almost eased the very apex of his intrusion. The last inch of his heavy thrusts were muffled, but it didn't stop his enormous cock stretching and rubbing *all* of Mirna's snatch from the inside. Faster and faster his hips jolted, sending the draenei's body bouncing and - to his glee - her free-hanging tits bouncing lewdly.<br/><br/>His eyes crossed to the untouched draenei, though she was trembling and sobbing with terror. "Aww, don't cry, Princess." His words were soaked with sarcasm, and the girls rather suspected his words were designed purely to make sure she -did- cry. "Your precious virginity has a couple of hours left in tact. See you're going to be my backup.. Whenever your Mistress refuses, I'm going to have you dragged up, and do it twice as hard to you." He smiles, cruelly, abandoning the sarcastically kind tone in favour of a genuinely threatening one. "So whenever that L'lara dog refuses to kneel and suck my cock, my guards are going to haul you up, perch you on a big, fat, wooden cock and hold you there while I fuck your mouth over, and over again."<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateGray">"Noo.. noo.. p-p-please stop... you are lying.. you.. you ..." Her whimpering cries were muted from the painstaking plows inside of her loins, looking up she saw the glistening teared eyes of her sister watching how she was being abused by this monster. Her nails already had dug deep inside of the palms of her hands, her cheeks covered with white streams of salty tears, she could taste on her bloodied bitten lips.<br/>
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Her walls clenched down painfully on his shaft as if to try and push him out, only succeeding in massaging his cock in a very pleasant way. Her virgin walls were tight but slightly loosening up by his length and excruciating painful widht for being pushed in so hard. She looked down, to ashamed of herself, and still screaming of pain, moans of the burning feeling that was collecting in her loins were muffled away as best as she could. As soon as she looked down, she saw bloodied streams of juices and a thin line of her virginity contrasting against her once so pristine white skin. How could this have happened to them?<br/>
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Elive was trembling of fear on her legs as soon as that monster looked her into the eyes. Biting her lip of the surging fear that welled up inside of her body she tried to resist screaming for L'lara again. But as unexpected it might have seen in her situation she looked him in the eyes with her own bright blue orbs, shivering all over her body before she replied with a trembling lip.<br/>
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"I'd rather have you take me, then dishonour my mistress, you beast!" She cried, weeping tears were rolling over her cheeks as she doomed her own situation, but her loyalty to her mistress was greater then the beastery of this animal that dared to call himself a man. <br/>
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L'lara felt herself getting dizzy in her mind, the constant stream and struggling with her magic was only worsening her situation by the second. Her lips were bloodied from her grinding teeth, her nails had dug deep in the bare thighs from the pain ans burning feeling that had overtaken her body. Nonetheless she heard the brave words of her servant, and with her last remaining powers she screamed out an agonising call that drove deep into the lands and minds of the people within 10 yards of Falithas' house. The girls could hear their mistress distress, her pain and her suffering before she blacked out from exhaustion, no longer able to stubbornly resist against the magical bond around her neck. She fell face down on the ground, on her knees with her bare bum in the air, her whole body back to being materialized and out of her shadow form. It looked rather spectacular, her dripping wet thighs, with little blood streams on the sides from her own nails, the glistening wet depths of her tight pussy exposed to the open air as her folds had slightly parted. Her hair had fallen over her head onto the ground, and her skin that once shone beautifully black shined and glimmered underneath a pearling sweat-coat of the excruciating heat she had endured.<br/>
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She drifted away into the nothingness. her guards and suffering finally ending as she stopped fighting against Falithas' collar.</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>