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Yavara giggled in my ear, then nodded to the woman before me. Prestira Rasloraca grinned, pushed the robe off her slender body, and horny milf crouched on the bed between my legs. I tore my mouth from Yavara’s grip. “No, not you!” “What, you don’t think I’m pretty?” Prestira teased as she looked up from my crotch. “Of course, she thinks you’re pretty, Prestira.” Yavara sneered, “This little dyke was probably touching herself while she watched you get hot milf fucked.” “Is that right, Elena?” Prestira licked her lips, her white eyes half-lidded with lust, “Did you like watching Yavara and I get fucked?” She brought her face to mine, curly black hair tickling my cheeks, red, generous lips set in a shrewd pale face, “Did you like watching your best friend get fucked in the ass?” I shook my head fiercely, my eyes wide with terror. Yavara’s grip on my cock tightened, her hand moving up and down the length of me. Without warning, a surge of pressure lanced up my rod, and a shot of precum squirted on to her hand as I let out another shameful moan. “Mmmm, your body is so responsive.” Yavara moaned with me, “I think you milf pov liked watching Prestira and I get fucked in the brunette milf ass. Have you ever been curious?” Yavara’s hand moved from my cock, slid down my slit, and rested against my anus. I froze in abject horror. “You know, Elena, this is my favorite place to get fucked.” Yavara whispered, “Ever since Brock raped my ass, I’ve been addicted to it. Maybe I can get you hooked too. Prestira, why don’t you find out if Elena has a prostate?” Yavara’s hand moved back to my penis as Prestira’s breath caressed my taint. “Don’t!” I whimpered pathetically. My ranger stoicism was thrown to the wind, my pride and bravery following suit. I’d been trained for torture, I’d even been trained for rape, but nothing could train me for this. I was broken. To her credit, Prestira glanced up at me with uncertainty in her eyes. She’d never done anything like this before. I pleaded with her silently, and saw her gaze soften. Then she looked at Yavara, and something akin to reverence flashed across her lenses, and when the witch next regarded me, it was with an expression full of merciless hunger. There was no mistake; Yavara was the queen, and the others were her subjects. And I was her prisoner. Prestira lowered her face. “What a delicious-looking asshole you have, Elena.” Prestira’s voice rose from my depths, “I’m going to taste it.” I felt something warm and wet slither along my rim, then press to my center. I clenched in revulsion, and inadvertently coiled my puckered exit around her prodding tongue. Her oral member pressed into every fold and crease of my tender sphincter, alighting the bunched nerves there. Such a strange, vile feeling, but not unpleasant. Very far from unpleasant. Oh no… Prestira’s gentle pressure coerced me to relax, and my clenched pelvic floor eased back into place, presenting my lewd rim. “I think she likes it.” Yavara giggled as my hips shifted involuntarily. There was no use denying it. My painstakingly built defenses had been shattered by the trauma of my transformation, and Yavara was right, my new body was so responsive. It wasn’t just my new cock that sang with nerves, for I felt everything with a heightened sense; every touch, every lick, every press of flesh on flesh. I recalled with horror the stories of the dark-elves, of how they’d reveled shamelessly in debauchery, often with their own kin. For they were born to lust, and shackled with the heritage of the succubi; a heritage I now shared. Prestira drew her fingers up my taint, and sunk three into my slit. As she did, her tongue pushed through the coiled resistance of my anus, and burrowed into my grotesque nethers. 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