“Seriously? You got it already?” Tosh asked, surprised. “And you didn’t get caught?”
“I don’t think so,” Quin said. “One of you mind driving? I need to change my face,” he said. Nadir moved to the controls and they were off to the West to Azya’s stronghold. Quinten shortened his nose and made his eyes a little further apart.
“What next then?” Tosh asked.
“You know, I’ve been just winging it. Seems to be working. Let’s go with that,” he said.
“I’m regretting leaving the elves already,” Tosh said. “You know, my life wasn’t this nerve racking before I met you.”
“You mean not as exciting,” he corrected. “Look, we make contact with this guy. Find the rest of their people. I think Chartalla said there were 30 total. Then we get them off the planet a few at a time with this ship?”
“I don’t think that will work,” Nadir said as he flew. “I spoke to the guards. They said all slaves have Null System and stat collars. The collars block mana,” he admitted. “They also track the slaves with the collars.”
“Crap. So we need a way to get the collars off without raising suspicion,” Quinten said.
“Yes, and this ship won’t have enough mana to do more than a few trips off planet,” Tosh informed them.
“Maybe we get a ship then?” Quinten asked. “A private ship. Have it meet ours in the middle of nowhere.”
“That could work with enough Syscos,” Tosh said.
“Get me a price. I’ll spend it. I’ll infiltrate her castle. See if I can’t get a way to disarm the collars. Nadir can change his face. He will be the go between,” he said. “Or we stick to Comms.”
“We are going to drop you off?” Nadir asked. “What if you’re captured?”
“This is our best option for now. I just want to touch base with Hiken. Then we work on the plan from there. We have like 5 days to get this done. There will be no sleep for any of us. Tiff is on the line. I’ll kill everyone on this planet if I have to. The Star Elf can mourn the innocent. Her people are so important, she can deal with some guilt.”
They left it at that. Quin was serious, he would kill them all. He didn’t have a conscience in this role, especially if that’s what it took to get her back.
It took an hour to get to the city. The buildings were not as tall as the Roktai cities, the land looked more barren. Rocky terrain was all around them. The buildings were black like most, but only about 10 stories tall. There was a slightly larger building at the center that he assumed was her palace. All these city lords loved their own palaces.
“I’m going to bribe some more people,” Quinten said, getting out. “I will call you if anything comes up. Wait for me for now.”
They nodded and he was out. On his red Glider he flew closer to the city. Slowly the sky was becoming brighter. With 2 suns the nights didn’t last long. Quinten walked into the city. No one stopped him. The area was quiet. Usually he saw some people walking around, even the Burill capital had been lively. This place seemed almost sad and desolate.
He didn’t see anyone until he was almost upon the palace. There were some Blood Elves walking about, but Quin noticed a Star Elf. She looked a little like Chartalla, but that may be because all the Elves looked similar. She was heading into the city.
Quinten shadowed her easily. After she bought some things he approached her. “Do you know a Star Elf named Hiken?” He asked. She jumped, her body immediately began to shake. This caused her breasts to jiggle for him.
“What do you want with Hiken?” She asked. Quin was much taller than her, and she was only level 30. He didn’t mean to scare her, but it would make interrogation easier.
“I owe him a favor,” he said cautiously.
“My husband does not know any humans,” she said angrily. Quin let go of a wide smile. He grabbed her. Covering her mouth he jumped to the top of the building next to him. She fought him but he restrained her easily. When they landed he let her go.
“What do you want?!” She screamed rather loudly.
“I want your fucking daughter and son off my back,” he said angrily.
“Chartalla? Naminsk?” She asked, awe in her voice. “They are here?”
“No,” he spat. “They kidnapped my wife and sent me here,” he admitted. “They used some artifact to make a System quest which led them to me.”
“And you are?”
“Quinten Hardly. Your friendly neighborhood gopher man.”
She studied him skeptically. “I am sorry for anything my children may have done. But it is impossible for us to leave,” she said. “My husband and I will not escape without the rest of our people.” Quinten wanted to curse at her and ask why her people were so selfish. Couldn’t she see they weren’t the only slaves here? He didn’t want to get roped into saving more people though.
“My quest is for everyone,” he said. “We are working on securing a ship. You get everyone together and I can do the rest,” he promised.
“That would not be possible without releasing these collars,” she said. Around her neck was a black leather collar with the distinguishing symbol of an X in a circle.
“And how do we take them off?”
“Only the chief guards can take them off,” she admitted.
“Then I’ll just have to kill one of them,” he said.
“They are level 65 at least,” she said. That was a little high, but Quinten could figure it out.
“That will be on me. Let’s worry about finding your people. Is there anyone that can find them?”
“My husband knows where they all are,” she said.
“Then let’s bring him out here and have a little chat,” he said. He really didn’t like pointing out the obvious to these people. Everything was moving along nicely. His goal was to speedrun this quest.
—-
It took her another hour to bring Hiken down the alley. Quinten jumped down, grabbed them both and jumped back up. Hiken screamed the whole way up.
“What the hell? You didn’t warn him?” Quinten asked, dropping them on the roof.
“The palace is monitored,” she said. Quin remembered Chartalla saying her mothers name was Yultee.
“Alright, quick synopsis. Your kids kidnapped my wife so that I would save your people from being kidnapped. Get your people together and let me know how to get your collars off.”
That explanation didn’t work so Quin had to go much slower. It took him time but Hiken got there. “And you are?”
“Quinten Hardly. Your angry neighborhood gopher man,” he said. “Listen, the System thinks I can help. So I want a little more belief on your parts. Now stop the questioning and start the answering. Can you get your people together?”
“Most likely,” Hiken said. “It would take a few days. Some are in the underground fields. But again, it would be no use with these collars on.” He touched the leather collar to emphasize.
Quin frowned. “Let me worry about that. Your wife says you run the Azya household. Can you get me in there?”
“If you wore one of the collars, yes,” he said. “Only Blood Elves don’t have them.” Quin considered changing his looks to that of a Blood Elf. He doubted he was good enough to fool anyone’s ID though.
“Then get me one of the collars,” he said. “I’ll put it on and scout the place.”
They looked at him aghast. “But then you’d be bound to them. Anyone with a master key would be able to torture you,” Yultee said.
“And you wouldn’t be able to access your System,” Hiken added, like that part was worse.
Quinten chuckled. “You people. You do know that everyone doesn’t have a System right? It’s not the end of the world to be without it.” They didn’t look convinced. He spurred them along.
An hour later Yultee was back to her cooking chores. Hiken and Quin were walking inside the palace. Before putting the collar on Quinten had put all of his accessories in his ring and used his Body Control to make a pouch in his mouth to hide the spatial storage item.
The collar blocked a lot, but not everything. If anything it was just really tight on his skin. He could still access some skills, but they felt weak. Mana Sense and Mana Sight were mostly there. As was Powerstrike. He couldn’t muster enough mana for Mana Manifestation. But he wasn’t completely naked. Like in League Prime’s time out room he could easily access mana around his skin. His stats were grayed out but the ambient mana should be enough to strengthen him a little.
Hiken nervously walked with him inside. Whenever a Blood Elf came down the hall Quin and the star elf moved to the side and bowed. No words were said between them. They came to a small room in the back.
“This isn’t going to work!” Hiken hissed. Quinten guessed it was the star elf’s room. A small cot for a bed he wondered where his wife was supposed to sleep.
“Calm it down,” Quin said. “You’re doing fine. Get your people here. Show me around. My friends outside the city will help us. If need be we can storm the place and get whatever we need to take this off.”
Hiken still paced in the small room. “Hey!” Quin barked. “Do you want out of this place?” The man stopped. “Then man the fuck up and do what needs doing. Your daughter has already shown me more balls than you have. I threatened to kill her and she didn’t blink to sacrifice it all for you.” Quin wondered where she got it. The words appeared to snap the older elf out of it.
“You’re right,” he said. “For Chartalla and Yultee,” he whispered to himself. He began to breathe normally.
“Hiken!” Someone yelled from the other room. Hiken jumped.
“That’s Wjiskult. He runs the palace slaves,” Hiken hissed nervously.
“Then he should have a key,” Quinten whispered excitedly.
The older elf nodded and stepped out. Quinten followed. Wjiskult was a short blood elf man about 5 feet tall. The shortest elf he had seen. The dark skinned Blood Elf had a sneer on his face, but he looked like he might be suffering from resting dick face.
“Good, you found another,” Qjiskult said.
“Um, no sir. This is just a new slave,” Hiken said, pointing at Quinten.
“Exactly,” Wjiskult said. “I see he’s human. But the bitch is one of those. I doubt she will have standards. Let’s go slave,” he said pointing at Quinten.
“I am sorry,” Hiken whispered. Quin shrugged and followed the Blood Elf.
“Stick to the plan,” he hissed. He looked for a good spot to kill this guy and dump his body. Then again he could just throw the body in his ring. A plan was quickly forming. Maybe he could kill them all one by one. Slowly people would disappear and as long as he didn’t leave a trace then no one would be notified. It was all coming together nicely.
The short Blood Elf walked down halls until they were in a large coliseum like area. A sandy pit was on the floor of the 500 foot open expanse. At the center stood 4 other men. 2 were star elves that were nude and muscular. One was what looked like a Bofin male. 7 feet tall with bulging muscles that put Quin’s to shame. And last was a demonkin. He had red skin and horns on his head. Instead of hooves like Ezarian he had feet with long sharp nailed toes.
Quinten was directed to line up next to them. His clothes were taken off by a female Star Elf. He didn’t fight her about it. Giving her a wink he hoped she was one of the damsels he was supposed to save. Looking around, the other 4 slave men were quiet. Quinten thought he had all of them beat in the muscle area but the Bofin. The others covered their genitalia but Quin and the Bofin let it hang. Quin was surprised to see the bull's dick was bigger than his own. Though flaccid it was still a good 9 inches. He wished he had access to more mana, he could show the man what a real dick should be.
“Dang dude. I’ve been with Bofin women. No wonder they like it big,” he remarked. The bull eyed him and let out a snort. All of them had collars on their necks. Quin wondered why they were there as the door at the other end opened.
He expected to have to fight some monster but a beautiful Blood Elf walked in. She wore a white dress that was simply thin cloth strips at the front, back, and covering her breasts. Her ears were long and thin. Her hair was braided in a ponytail and was as white as her dress. Her bust was somewhere between C and D. What surprised him was how young she looked. She was only about 5’-4” but still had some baby fat on her face.
She stepped up, her head held high as she studied the line of naked men. Looking them over she started with the Star Elves. Skipping the Bofin she focused on the demon. When her eyes landed on Asher he gave her a wink and smile. He thought she blushed.
Turning around she said, “the human.” Walking out without a word Quin wondered what just happened.
“The rest of you may go,” Wjiskult said. A few of them sighed audibly.
“What the hell?” Quinten asked but the female star elf ushered him after the girl blood elf. He was taken to a restroom and told to shower. He asked if she would scrub his back, but was politely declined.
He was given a new set of slave attire that had stripes on it. The stripes set it apart from the other slave outfits he had seen. Finally he was guided into a large room. It reminded him of Lyola’s chambers. Wide and tall, but there were no pillows. A large bed sat at the side. Chests and cabinets lined the walls. An ornate carpet at the center of the room.
“Hello?” He asked.
“Good, you cleaned up well,” the blood elf girl said. She stepped out of a side room. She wore the same clothes as before. So close now he was really able to enjoy her beauty. Her pink skin was smooth. “I am Azya Burill,” she said.
“I am Quin, oh mighty queen,” he said with a bow.
“Do you mock me, slave?” She asked angrily. Her fists clenched and her cheeks puffed out. Quin thought it was cute.
“I don’t think so. I just got to the planet yesterday. Would you prefer princess? Mistress? Oh mighty pink skinned one?”
She calmed down a little. “Mistress would be fine.”
“Whatever you say Azya,” he said. Walking around the room he ignored her attitude. He was looking for something that could be the master key. Hiken had said it resembled a miniature golden disk. Killing everyone and hiding their clothes was still his go to plan. He probably couldn’t kill this cute girl, but he could knock her out.
“You are not like the other slaves,” she said slowly, watching him.
“Thank you,” he said with a bow. “They’ve all acted very scared. Is it true that blood elves eat people?”
She blushed. “That is usually the men. They eat their kills,” she said. “What about you humans? Do all of you look like you?” She remarked at his body. It bulged in his slave attire.
“They wish,” he said. Flexing for her he could tell she liked it. “So princess. What can I help you with? As your slave I guess I must do whatever you say.”
“Yes,” she said. Turning around she moved to the bed. “I have been on the lookout for a pleasure slave. You will be my first.”
“You need a slave for that?” He asked, amazed. She grew angry again. “I mean you’re so beautiful. Why not just go get a boy toy. I’m sure any would be happy to do your bidding.” It finally happened. Quinten was in a porno. His mind was rocked by the idea of it. A part of him said to not do it. A bigger part said to do it. That part justified the reaction to get close to her for the key.
She accepted the words gladly. “I have my reasons, slave,” she said.
Quinten sighed. “Have you ever had a boyfriend before?” He asked.
“I did,” she said. “Once.” Her face blushed as she looked away.
“The first thing you should know is you don’t call someone you have sex with, slave. Unless it’s part of an agreed upon roleplay.”
“Roleplay?” She asked caught off guard. “What do you know of roleplays?”
“I know a few things. We humans have active sex drives,” he said. “Now, if you want me to do this. You call me Quin. And I call you…Azya.”
She bit her lip. “I can accept those terms if it is just the 2 of us,” she admitted. “Just the 2 of us.”
“Fair enough mistress,” he said with a bow.
Quin studied her. Her pink skin perspired a little. As he studied her more he noticed that she was shaking slightly. It slowly dawned on him. “Are you a…virgin?” She gulped but nodded. “Why would you give your first time to a slave?” He couldn’t help but ask. “You should save it for someone special.”
“Slave!” She spat getting up, but slowly she calmed down. “Quin. I have my reasons. Now will you do this task to the best of your abilities or will I choose someone else?”
Quinten thought about telling her to get someone else. But she was the supposed head honcho. He wouldn’t have a better chance to get the key. He slowly walked closer to her. Nervously she stepped back until she hit the foot of the bed.
“Whatever you want princess,” he said, leaning down and kissing her. Their lips pressed against one another. Her hands shook, unsure what to do. He leaned in more, wrapping his arms around her. She melted into them as his tongue entered her mouth. She groaned at the sweet taste. He had turned it back to the starburst flavor, but the rest of his body was Ambrosia. He wasn’t sure he could change it with the collar on.
Azya was a quick study with tongues. She was soon moving hers along his slowly. He lowered them to the bed. Her white dress was tied together at the shoulders and waist. Slowly untying them she moaned as her crotch bucked into him. But she didn’t stop. When the knots were untied he stood back up and disrobed himself. It was tiring to have to take off clothes. The spatial ring had been too useful.
Her clothes loose on her she studied his tan muscular skin. If it was really her first time he had to make it special. Lifting the thin strip of cloth between her legs he moved his head inside. She groaned as he kissed her pink thighs.
He came up to her mostly hairless muff and kissed it. Her legs opened for him and he could smell her sex. It was an almost spring scent. Wet and like soil. He didn’t mind it at all. He tried channeling a little mana in his tongue but it was hard to concentrate on. He hoped his Ahegao skill was enough.
Tongue licking her slit from base to clit he did that a few times. His tongue going deeper into her folds with each lick up. By the time he touched her clit her hands were gripping the white cloth over his head. Twirling his tongue around her hard clit she gasped.
“Right there. Oh right there pleeeese,” she moaned. Her legs began to shake as he sped up and continued doing circles around her small bean. She shook and gasped more until she pulled his face deeper in and came hard. No squirt but enough of an orgasm for him to notice.
He continued slowly until she let up and released his head. Pulling his head out he appreciated his own work. Her hair was in disarray and the cloth strips over her breasts were slid to the side. She had been playing with her nipples. Since he couldn’t pull up his Relationship Screen, that was a good indicator her tits were Ero Zones.
“Shall we continue?” He asked. It took her some time to answer. But she nodded. “How do we prevent pregnancy?” Quin asked. He wasn’t sure if his fertility control worked.
She touched a necklace around her neck. “Enchanted for it,” she said. He nodded lying back down on top of her. Sliding the top of the cloth at her waist to the side he moved his rock hard dick at her entrance. “Should I not undress?”
“Fuck no. You’re hot in this,” he said. Leaning down he began nibbling on her nipple. His dick head reached her lips. He tried to pull up his relationship screen again but nothing happened. She would have to take his whole dick.
He slid in, she gripped his arm. Long nails digging into him. He kept going. When he reached the maiden head he asked, “are you sure?”
She nodded. “I must do this,” she said almost to herself. Her eyes watering she looked to the ceiling. Quinten began licking her nipple until she relaxed a little then pushed through. She gasped and let out a shudder but didn’t stop him. He moved in a little more. He stopped and continued to lick her nipples. Then up to her neck, chin, and finally he began kissing her again. She moaned as he entered her more.
She wasn’t able to take all of him. Only about 6 inches. He slowly moved himself in and out at that length. She gasped. A few tears escaped her eyes. She didn’t stop him as he thrust in her harder. Quinten still had good control over not cumming despite being able to go balls deep in his wives for so long. Though she was tight he would prefer to make her cum. He was able to focus and not shoot early.
Slowly she began to get into it. Her legs moved further apart. He got a little more inside. She began to play with her breasts as he stared down at her.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “I’m lucky to be your first.”
Her lower half shook a little. Her eyes lidded, she asked, “Faster?”
He chuckled and sped up. His dick going in a little more she began to pull at her tits. Holding himself up he grabbed one of them and pulled her nipple hard. She groaned, biting her lower lips. He sped up more. Her legs began to shake and finally she let out a loud “Oh! Gods!” as she came. He joined her. Slamming into her he filled her up with his cum. She shuddered as her hands scratched his back.
“Fuck!” She yelled as the aftershocks left her. He pulled out slowly. She hissed in pain. After a few minutes she appeared to relax and looked at him.
“Again?” He asked.
“You can go again?” She asked, a little surprised.
“Azya, I could do this all day with you.”
“Seriously? You got it already?” Tosh asked, surprised. “And you didn’t get caught?”
“I don’t think so,” Quin said. “One of you mind driving? I need to change my face,” he said. Nadir moved to the controls and they were off to the West to Azya’s stronghold. Quinten shortened his nose and made his eyes a little further apart.
“What next then?” Tosh asked.
“You know, I’ve been just winging it. Seems to be working. Let’s go with that,” he said.
“I’m regretting leaving the elves already,” Tosh said. “You know, my life wasn’t this nerve racking before I met you.”
“You mean not as exciting,” he corrected. “Look, we make contact with this guy. Find the rest of their people. I think Chartalla said there were 30 total. Then we get them off the planet a few at a time with this ship?”
“I don’t think that will work,” Nadir said as he flew. “I spoke to the guards. They said all slaves have Null System and stat collars. The collars block mana,” he admitted. “They also track the slaves with the collars.”
“Crap. So we need a way to get the collars off without raising suspicion,” Quinten said.
“Yes, and this ship won’t have enough mana to do more than a few trips off planet,” Tosh informed them.
“Maybe we get a ship then?” Quinten asked. “A private ship. Have it meet ours in the middle of nowhere.”
“That could work with enough Syscos,” Tosh said.
“Get me a price. I’ll spend it. I’ll infiltrate her castle. See if I can’t get a way to disarm the collars. Nadir can change his face. He will be the go between,” he said. “Or we stick to Comms.”
“We are going to drop you off?” Nadir asked. “What if you’re captured?”
“This is our best option for now. I just want to touch base with Hiken. Then we work on the plan from there. We have like 5 days to get this done. There will be no sleep for any of us. Tiff is on the line. I’ll kill everyone on this planet if I have to. The Star Elf can mourn the innocent. Her people are so important, she can deal with some guilt.”
They left it at that. Quin was serious, he would kill them all. He didn’t have a conscience in this role, especially if that’s what it took to get her back.
It took an hour to get to the city. The buildings were not as tall as the Roktai cities, the land looked more barren. Rocky terrain was all around them. The buildings were black like most, but only about 10 stories tall. There was a slightly larger building at the center that he assumed was her palace. All these city lords loved their own palaces.
“I’m going to bribe some more people,” Quinten said, getting out. “I will call you if anything comes up. Wait for me for now.”
They nodded and he was out. On his red Glider he flew closer to the city. Slowly the sky was becoming brighter. With 2 suns the nights didn’t last long. Quinten walked into the city. No one stopped him. The area was quiet. Usually he saw some people walking around, even the Burill capital had been lively. This place seemed almost sad and desolate.
He didn’t see anyone until he was almost upon the palace. There were some Blood Elves walking about, but Quin noticed a Star Elf. She looked a little like Chartalla, but that may be because all the Elves looked similar. She was heading into the city.
Quinten shadowed her easily. After she bought some things he approached her. “Do you know a Star Elf named Hiken?” He asked. She jumped, her body immediately began to shake. This caused her breasts to jiggle for him.
“What do you want with Hiken?” She asked. Quin was much taller than her, and she was only level 30. He didn’t mean to scare her, but it would make interrogation easier.
“I owe him a favor,” he said cautiously.
“My husband does not know any humans,” she said angrily. Quin let go of a wide smile. He grabbed her. Covering her mouth he jumped to the top of the building next to him. She fought him but he restrained her easily. When they landed he let her go.
“What do you want?!” She screamed rather loudly.
“I want your fucking daughter and son off my back,” he said angrily.
“Chartalla? Naminsk?” She asked, awe in her voice. “They are here?”
“No,” he spat. “They kidnapped my wife and sent me here,” he admitted. “They used some artifact to make a System quest which led them to me.”
“And you are?”
“Quinten Hardly. Your friendly neighborhood gopher man.”
She studied him skeptically. “I am sorry for anything my children may have done. But it is impossible for us to leave,” she said. “My husband and I will not escape without the rest of our people.” Quinten wanted to curse at her and ask why her people were so selfish. Couldn’t she see they weren’t the only slaves here? He didn’t want to get roped into saving more people though.
“My quest is for everyone,” he said. “We are working on securing a ship. You get everyone together and I can do the rest,” he promised.
“That would not be possible without releasing these collars,” she said. Around her neck was a black leather collar with the distinguishing symbol of an X in a circle.
“And how do we take them off?”
“Only the chief guards can take them off,” she admitted.
“Then I’ll just have to kill one of them,” he said.
“They are level 65 at least,” she said. That was a little high, but Quinten could figure it out.
“That will be on me. Let’s worry about finding your people. Is there anyone that can find them?”
“My husband knows where they all are,” she said.
“Then let’s bring him out here and have a little chat,” he said. He really didn’t like pointing out the obvious to these people. Everything was moving along nicely. His goal was to speedrun this quest.
—-
It took her another hour to bring Hiken down the alley. Quinten jumped down, grabbed them both and jumped back up. Hiken screamed the whole way up.
“What the hell? You didn’t warn him?” Quinten asked, dropping them on the roof.
“The palace is monitored,” she said. Quin remembered Chartalla saying her mothers name was Yultee.
“Alright, quick synopsis. Your kids kidnapped my wife so that I would save your people from being kidnapped. Get your people together and let me know how to get your collars off.”
That explanation didn’t work so Quin had to go much slower. It took him time but Hiken got there. “And you are?”
“Quinten Hardly. Your angry neighborhood gopher man,” he said. “Listen, the System thinks I can help. So I want a little more belief on your parts. Now stop the questioning and start the answering. Can you get your people together?”
“Most likely,” Hiken said. “It would take a few days. Some are in the underground fields. But again, it would be no use with these collars on.” He touched the leather collar to emphasize.
Quin frowned. “Let me worry about that. Your wife says you run the Azya household. Can you get me in there?”
“If you wore one of the collars, yes,” he said. “Only Blood Elves don’t have them.” Quin considered changing his looks to that of a Blood Elf. He doubted he was good enough to fool anyone’s ID though.
“Then get me one of the collars,” he said. “I’ll put it on and scout the place.”
They looked at him aghast. “But then you’d be bound to them. Anyone with a master key would be able to torture you,” Yultee said.
“And you wouldn’t be able to access your System,” Hiken added, like that part was worse.
Quinten chuckled. “You people. You do know that everyone doesn’t have a System right? It’s not the end of the world to be without it.” They didn’t look convinced. He spurred them along.
An hour later Yultee was back to her cooking chores. Hiken and Quin were walking inside the palace. Before putting the collar on Quinten had put all of his accessories in his ring and used his Body Control to make a pouch in his mouth to hide the spatial storage item.
The collar blocked a lot, but not everything. If anything it was just really tight on his skin. He could still access some skills, but they felt weak. Mana Sense and Mana Sight were mostly there. As was Powerstrike. He couldn’t muster enough mana for Mana Manifestation. But he wasn’t completely naked. Like in League Prime’s time out room he could easily access mana around his skin. His stats were grayed out but the ambient mana should be enough to strengthen him a little.
Hiken nervously walked with him inside. Whenever a Blood Elf came down the hall Quin and the star elf moved to the side and bowed. No words were said between them. They came to a small room in the back.
“This isn’t going to work!” Hiken hissed. Quinten guessed it was the star elf’s room. A small cot for a bed he wondered where his wife was supposed to sleep.
“Calm it down,” Quin said. “You’re doing fine. Get your people here. Show me around. My friends outside the city will help us. If need be we can storm the place and get whatever we need to take this off.”
Hiken still paced in the small room. “Hey!” Quin barked. “Do you want out of this place?” The man stopped. “Then man the fuck up and do what needs doing. Your daughter has already shown me more balls than you have. I threatened to kill her and she didn’t blink to sacrifice it all for you.” Quin wondered where she got it. The words appeared to snap the older elf out of it.
“You’re right,” he said. “For Chartalla and Yultee,” he whispered to himself. He began to breathe normally.
“Hiken!” Someone yelled from the other room. Hiken jumped.
“That’s Wjiskult. He runs the palace slaves,” Hiken hissed nervously.
“Then he should have a key,” Quinten whispered excitedly.
The older elf nodded and stepped out. Quinten followed. Wjiskult was a short blood elf man about 5 feet tall. The shortest elf he had seen. The dark skinned Blood Elf had a sneer on his face, but he looked like he might be suffering from resting dick face.
“Good, you found another,” Qjiskult said.
“Um, no sir. This is just a new slave,” Hiken said, pointing at Quinten.
“Exactly,” Wjiskult said. “I see he’s human. But the bitch is one of those. I doubt she will have standards. Let’s go slave,” he said pointing at Quinten.
“I am sorry,” Hiken whispered. Quin shrugged and followed the Blood Elf.
“Stick to the plan,” he hissed. He looked for a good spot to kill this guy and dump his body. Then again he could just throw the body in his ring. A plan was quickly forming. Maybe he could kill them all one by one. Slowly people would disappear and as long as he didn’t leave a trace then no one would be notified. It was all coming together nicely.
The short Blood Elf walked down halls until they were in a large coliseum like area. A sandy pit was on the floor of the 500 foot open expanse. At the center stood 4 other men. 2 were star elves that were nude and muscular. One was what looked like a Bofin male. 7 feet tall with bulging muscles that put Quin’s to shame. And last was a demonkin. He had red skin and horns on his head. Instead of hooves like Ezarian he had feet with long sharp nailed toes.
Quinten was directed to line up next to them. His clothes were taken off by a female Star Elf. He didn’t fight her about it. Giving her a wink he hoped she was one of the damsels he was supposed to save. Looking around, the other 4 slave men were quiet. Quinten thought he had all of them beat in the muscle area but the Bofin. The others covered their genitalia but Quin and the Bofin let it hang. Quin was surprised to see the bull's dick was bigger than his own. Though flaccid it was still a good 9 inches. He wished he had access to more mana, he could show the man what a real dick should be.
“Dang dude. I’ve been with Bofin women. No wonder they like it big,” he remarked. The bull eyed him and let out a snort. All of them had collars on their necks. Quin wondered why they were there as the door at the other end opened.
He expected to have to fight some monster but a beautiful Blood Elf walked in. She wore a white dress that was simply thin cloth strips at the front, back, and covering her breasts. Her ears were long and thin. Her hair was braided in a ponytail and was as white as her dress. Her bust was somewhere between C and D. What surprised him was how young she looked. She was only about 5’-4” but still had some baby fat on her face.
She stepped up, her head held high as she studied the line of naked men. Looking them over she started with the Star Elves. Skipping the Bofin she focused on the demon. When her eyes landed on Asher he gave her a wink and smile. He thought she blushed.
Turning around she said, “the human.” Walking out without a word Quin wondered what just happened.
“The rest of you may go,” Wjiskult said. A few of them sighed audibly.
“What the hell?” Quinten asked but the female star elf ushered him after the girl blood elf. He was taken to a restroom and told to shower. He asked if she would scrub his back, but was politely declined.
He was given a new set of slave attire that had stripes on it. The stripes set it apart from the other slave outfits he had seen. Finally he was guided into a large room. It reminded him of Lyola’s chambers. Wide and tall, but there were no pillows. A large bed sat at the side. Chests and cabinets lined the walls. An ornate carpet at the center of the room.
“Hello?” He asked.
“Good, you cleaned up well,” the blood elf girl said. She stepped out of a side room. She wore the same clothes as before. So close now he was really able to enjoy her beauty. Her pink skin was smooth. “I am Azya Burill,” she said.
“I am Quin, oh mighty queen,” he said with a bow.
“Do you mock me, slave?” She asked angrily. Her fists clenched and her cheeks puffed out. Quin thought it was cute.
“I don’t think so. I just got to the planet yesterday. Would you prefer princess? Mistress? Oh mighty pink skinned one?”
She calmed down a little. “Mistress would be fine.”
“Whatever you say Azya,” he said. Walking around the room he ignored her attitude. He was looking for something that could be the master key. Hiken had said it resembled a miniature golden disk. Killing everyone and hiding their clothes was still his go to plan. He probably couldn’t kill this cute girl, but he could knock her out.
“You are not like the other slaves,” she said slowly, watching him.
“Thank you,” he said with a bow. “They’ve all acted very scared. Is it true that blood elves eat people?”
She blushed. “That is usually the men. They eat their kills,” she said. “What about you humans? Do all of you look like you?” She remarked at his body. It bulged in his slave attire.
“They wish,” he said. Flexing for her he could tell she liked it. “So princess. What can I help you with? As your slave I guess I must do whatever you say.”
“Yes,” she said. Turning around she moved to the bed. “I have been on the lookout for a pleasure slave. You will be my first.”
“You need a slave for that?” He asked, amazed. She grew angry again. “I mean you’re so beautiful. Why not just go get a boy toy. I’m sure any would be happy to do your bidding.” It finally happened. Quinten was in a porno. His mind was rocked by the idea of it. A part of him said to not do it. A bigger part said to do it. That part justified the reaction to get close to her for the key.
She accepted the words gladly. “I have my reasons, slave,” she said.
Quinten sighed. “Have you ever had a boyfriend before?” He asked.
“I did,” she said. “Once.” Her face blushed as she looked away.
“The first thing you should know is you don’t call someone you have sex with, slave. Unless it’s part of an agreed upon roleplay.”
“Roleplay?” She asked caught off guard. “What do you know of roleplays?”
“I know a few things. We humans have active sex drives,” he said. “Now, if you want me to do this. You call me Quin. And I call you…Azya.”
She bit her lip. “I can accept those terms if it is just the 2 of us,” she admitted. “Just the 2 of us.”
“Fair enough mistress,” he said with a bow.
Quin studied her. Her pink skin perspired a little. As he studied her more he noticed that she was shaking slightly. It slowly dawned on him. “Are you a…virgin?” She gulped but nodded. “Why would you give your first time to a slave?” He couldn’t help but ask. “You should save it for someone special.”
“Slave!” She spat getting up, but slowly she calmed down. “Quin. I have my reasons. Now will you do this task to the best of your abilities or will I choose someone else?”
Quinten thought about telling her to get someone else. But she was the supposed head honcho. He wouldn’t have a better chance to get the key. He slowly walked closer to her. Nervously she stepped back until she hit the foot of the bed.
“Whatever you want princess,” he said, leaning down and kissing her. Their lips pressed against one another. Her hands shook, unsure what to do. He leaned in more, wrapping his arms around her. She melted into them as his tongue entered her mouth. She groaned at the sweet taste. He had turned it back to the starburst flavor, but the rest of his body was Ambrosia. He wasn’t sure he could change it with the collar on.
Azya was a quick study with tongues. She was soon moving hers along his slowly. He lowered them to the bed. Her white dress was tied together at the shoulders and waist. Slowly untying them she moaned as her crotch bucked into him. But she didn’t stop. When the knots were untied he stood back up and disrobed himself. It was tiring to have to take off clothes. The spatial ring had been too useful.
Her clothes loose on her she studied his tan muscular skin. If it was really her first time he had to make it special. Lifting the thin strip of cloth between her legs he moved his head inside. She groaned as he kissed her pink thighs.
He came up to her mostly hairless muff and kissed it. Her legs opened for him and he could smell her sex. It was an almost spring scent. Wet and like soil. He didn’t mind it at all. He tried channeling a little mana in his tongue but it was hard to concentrate on. He hoped his Ahegao skill was enough.
Tongue licking her slit from base to clit he did that a few times. His tongue going deeper into her folds with each lick up. By the time he touched her clit her hands were gripping the white cloth over his head. Twirling his tongue around her hard clit she gasped.
“Right there. Oh right there pleeeese,” she moaned. Her legs began to shake as he sped up and continued doing circles around her small bean. She shook and gasped more until she pulled his face deeper in and came hard. No squirt but enough of an orgasm for him to notice.
He continued slowly until she let up and released his head. Pulling his head out he appreciated his own work. Her hair was in disarray and the cloth strips over her breasts were slid to the side. She had been playing with her nipples. Since he couldn’t pull up his Relationship Screen, that was a good indicator her tits were Ero Zones.
“Shall we continue?” He asked. It took her some time to answer. But she nodded. “How do we prevent pregnancy?” Quin asked. He wasn’t sure if his fertility control worked.
She touched a necklace around her neck. “Enchanted for it,” she said. He nodded lying back down on top of her. Sliding the top of the cloth at her waist to the side he moved his rock hard dick at her entrance. “Should I not undress?”
“Fuck no. You’re hot in this,” he said. Leaning down he began nibbling on her nipple. His dick head reached her lips. He tried to pull up his relationship screen again but nothing happened. She would have to take his whole dick.
He slid in, she gripped his arm. Long nails digging into him. He kept going. When he reached the maiden head he asked, “are you sure?”
She nodded. “I must do this,” she said almost to herself. Her eyes watering she looked to the ceiling. Quinten began licking her nipple until she relaxed a little then pushed through. She gasped and let out a shudder but didn’t stop him. He moved in a little more. He stopped and continued to lick her nipples. Then up to her neck, chin, and finally he began kissing her again. She moaned as he entered her more.
She wasn’t able to take all of him. Only about 6 inches. He slowly moved himself in and out at that length. She gasped. A few tears escaped her eyes. She didn’t stop him as he thrust in her harder. Quinten still had good control over not cumming despite being able to go balls deep in his wives for so long. Though she was tight he would prefer to make her cum. He was able to focus and not shoot early.
Slowly she began to get into it. Her legs moved further apart. He got a little more inside. She began to play with her breasts as he stared down at her.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “I’m lucky to be your first.”
Her lower half shook a little. Her eyes lidded, she asked, “Faster?”
He chuckled and sped up. His dick going in a little more she began to pull at her tits. Holding himself up he grabbed one of them and pulled her nipple hard. She groaned, biting her lower lips. He sped up more. Her legs began to shake and finally she let out a loud “Oh! Gods!” as she came. He joined her. Slamming into her he filled her up with his cum. She shuddered as her hands scratched his back.
“Fuck!” She yelled as the aftershocks left her. He pulled out slowly. She hissed in pain. After a few minutes she appeared to relax and looked at him.
“Again?” He asked.
“You can go again?” She asked, a little surprised.
“Azya, I could do this all day with you.”
