<strong>Aleria</strong><br/><br/>Refusing the only option left for her, anything Aleria could think of took time she didn't have. Either starvation or thirst, or her rapid weakening eventually led her to fade away, her her body limp and as if sleeping once they came for her. Her soul, unable to tear free of its prison ways then claimed by Rafael, who proceeded to have his fun with her. Aleria was left in the eternal torments of her rape, playing over and over again, each time different and always a sliver of hope for escape. Whenever her mind and will would break, things would turn different only to provide her with a new source of despair. Her captor didn't even get started by the time her screams and sobs begged to do something, anything different, to serve her father, to be Hagan's slave, to be kept as breeding stock by the beastmen or even to have her soul be consumed. Any of that would have been mercy compared to the fate she was cheated into, that would never end. In the end she was a broken doll driven to madness and raped for all eternity.<br/><br/><strong>BAD END</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Bremorel</strong><br/><br/>While Bree was drunk with bliss by the rough fucking she received, the duergar doing her cracked a whip behind her, quite possibly the one that was taken from her belongings. Adjusting the tool, because like the drug, the exotic weapon was just a tool of trade for these slavers, he struck the half-elven ass of the girl he was doing several times, then to be sure cracked it against her pale, arched back twice as well. Each time, he enjoyed her tightening quim, and made sure not only to fuck her deep and hard, but also stimulate her clitoris inbetween, blurring unimaginable pleasure and pain together... When he finally came, the intoxicating, fulfilling and blissful sense of warmth spreading within her body, Bremorel finally understood what she was missing, what completed her. As the brutal slaver's rich cum flooded her, amplifying the aphrodisiac in her channel coming into contact with male seed, she felt fuller, more wonderful, more beautiful, more wanted and ultimately more female than ever in her life before. Had she known such was the true reward of sex, had her cowardly lover in that place she used to be before ever fill her with his seed, she'd have never left to... to only find completion here! The rush of bliss was over as soon as her lover pulled his softening manhood from her, his precious treasure drooling from her begging snatch. Soon enough however, she felt another pair of hands on her ass, forcing the cheeks apart, and the next cock was buried in her pucker, no less gentle that the previous ravaging pole she rode to the heights of heaven. After sever minutes of incomprehensible mumbling, screaming in ecstasy and laughing uncontrollably, she felt the same warmth fill up her back passage before this cock had to leave her lonely and wanting for more too. Then the next one rammed in her quim again, filling up her pussy with love, then the next again, and again and the next and the next one the nextthenextnextnextnext........<br/><br/>The drug overdose, with amplified potency after coming in contact with male reproductive fluid destroyed the poor sorceress' sane mind, though she probably found the experience enlightening. Taken by the duergars, the half elf awakened to masochism as she was fucked by countless masters and trained to be a sex slave.<br/><br/>No one ever heard again from Bremorel the adventuress, and years later a young but physically frail noble from the southern city-states purchased an exquisite slave from his contacts. The girl always had a sparkle of craving and devotion in her eyes and dedicated her life to fulfilling her master's needs. She knew she could never ask for anything better than being cared for, away from danger and fighting. Her pretty, silvery hair was arranged in whatever style her master liked, his name tattooed over her shaved pussy a week later to show off as a badge of honor. He was a cruel master, but she welcomed even stick and whip. At times she had dreams of a brave, kind half-elf who would travel with her friends, but morning always made her forget about such silliness and let her enjoy the life she was always meant to live.<br/><br/><strong>HAPPY END</strong><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2014/04/14/article-0-1D189DBC00000578-981_634x446.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Continuation to this post (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202194.msg10976461#msg10976461)</div></div>