He paused at the dark stair that was clearly the source of those dark whispers, and cocked his head as if trying to catch the sound of them himself.  But then he led her away, down a passage of stone with short hallways and heavy doors of bound wood.<br/><br/>Through one of these he passed, drawing her behind him into a room that clearly served as a guard chamber.  Doors locked from this side lead off from it, and she could feel the huddle captives beyond.<br/><br/>But in the room itself was a small stove to provide some warmth and cooking.  And a table which was currently the host of a most disturbing sight.  Brom had not lied when he told her there were other elves in his captivity, nor that they had been trained to enjoy the abnormal sexual games he'd spoken of.  The proof of it was sprawled on that table for her to view.<br/><br/>One lay upon her back, head leaned off the end of the table to take a guard's thick shaft in her mouth.  Her dainty hands where kneeding his balls and rubbing them lovingly across her face as his thick cock made her slender neck budge obscenely as it pushed into it.  The face of the next was buried between her sister elf's thighs, noisily sucking and licking and moaning into her sex as another guard filled her from behind, rocking her petite body with his rough use.  The third was seated in the lap of the third guard, her legs spread lewdly open to make it obvious his cock was filling her rear, and she was curled down in a display of lithe flexibility even for an elf, her lips and tongue nuzzled to her shamelessly displayed cleft, licking at her own pearl while the human lifted her up and down to ride his shaft.<br/><br/>And worst of all, there was no sign of reluctance or dismay from any of them, only a wanton enjoyment of the sexual acts that rivaled the men they were pleasuring.