Talli's Judgement: The Path of Eagerness
“Come, little one.”
The words spoken by Lord Balok seemed to resonate inside Talli’s head and she crawled along beside the dark elf as he led her forward into the testing chamber. The metal rings that dangled from the black leather cuffs that encircled her wrists and ankles clicked as she moved, her shoulder length brown hair cascading down her shoulders and down by her jaw. A black leather collar around her neck matched the manacles and provided a dark contrast against her pale skin. Even in the dim light though, the multiple piercings along her ears, at the tips of her breasts, and even her exposed clitoris, seemed to glitter.
When they crossed the threshold of the doorway there was a prickling sensation that seemed to flow over her skin and the way it interacted with the metal made her shudder with absolute delight. In an instant she was on the cusp, barely able to resist the urge to touch herself. She almost stopped due to the intensity but Lord Balok continued walking. She scurried after him.
Her natural curiosity made her head swivel left and right as she moved, but her eyes were unable to pierce the shadows that loomed to either side of the large hall. An entire chorus of sounds swirled around her as they moved across a triskelion symbol etched into the floor. She recognized what she heard immediately and she felt her sex tighten in excited apprehension. Some of those sounds were passionate; soft moans and gasps that only made her arousal more tangible. But there was a flurry of other noises as well, ones that spoke of extremes. Talli heard the mewling whimpers of desperation, high-pitched squeals of discomfort, the brittle shrieks of sexualized pain, all punctuated by the occasional scream of unbridled lust, or absolute agony, cutting through the darkness. She heard the familiar crack of leather being snapped against flesh, the hiss of a cane whistling through the air, and the thump of a thick paddle against some girl’s pliable buttocks. She knew what those sounds meant and she gulped with both trepidation and excitement.
She kept looking around, distracted by her curiosity, to the point where she almost ran into Lord Balok when he stopped by two silver circles embedded in the smooth surface of the floor. Talli immediately froze and looked up at the dark elf. He was tall, and even somewhat elderly, his long white hair full and luxurious. His dark robes seemed to flow around him as he turned and looked at her.
“What is your name, child?” He asked. It wasn’t a polite request. Talli felt herself shuddering, a ripple of energy flowing through her, going right down to the tips of her breasts, and even to her clit, as if even his gaze alone was sufficient to stimulate her.
“Talli, Master,” she said softly, averting her eyes. Still on all fours, she waited. He seemed to appreciate her demeanor, because he nodded, a slight smile on his face.
“Stand.”
Talli practically jumped to her feet. “You are here to be tested and judged. This will determine your penultimate value to the dark elves. Demonstrating the qualities of a proper sex slave will provide you with better circumstances and will fetch a higher price. Should you fail to meet these qualities, you might not be purchased at all, and the prospects for a human slave girl in other lands are not good. We will test your obedience, your submissive tendencies, your endurance, physicality, levels of masochism, and arousal.”
Talli nodded eagerly. “Yes Master, I’m ready!”
Balok shook his head. “You think you are, but I can assure you, nothing you have experienced in the past has prepared you for the torments about to be inflicted upon your body and mind. You will beg me for release, and to spare you the suffering.”
Talli licked her lips, eyes sparkling. Then she grinned. “I kinda doubt that, Master. I’ve been through some pretty intense sexual torture.”
A flicker of irritation flashed across Balok’s face and without a word of warning, his hand flashed out, striking Talli’s breasts. She gasped, almost bringing her hands up to her stinging bosom, but then she gulped. “Thank you, Master. May I please have another?”
“Your breasts will certainly be whipped,” he said firmly. “Along with other parts of your body.” She licked her lips and gulped, waiting quietly.
The Trial of Obedience
Lord Balok pointed downward. “There are two circles inscribed onto the floor. Spread yourself and stand on both.”
Talli had already seen the two silver circles. It was a stretch, but she spread herself open and managed to put a foot in each spot. The circles were wide apart, almost too wide, and she felt the tension in her thighs as she spread herself open, rising up on tiptoe to maintain the position. In fact, she almost lost her balance. But even as she adopted the pose, she felt her excitement surging. She wanted what was coming. She needed it. She licked her lips, feeling the wetness of her arousal actually begin to seep down her outstretched thigh.
“Interlock your fingers behind your head,” Balok ordered. Talli didn’t hesitate. She brought her hands up to the back of her neck and clasped her fingers together. “Now, little one. Hold that position. Do not step out of the circles. Concentrate solely on that. When you fail, you will be punished,” Lord Balok said. She nodded as his hands came out and began touching her. At first, his fingers were exploratory, testing the suppleness of her skin, tracing her curves. But then he delved deeper, touching her between the legs. It wasn’t a caress and somehow she knew it wasn’t meant to work her into a froth, but it did. She found herself groaning, thrusting her hips forward, rising up even further as he explored her dark, moist secrets. He pulled his hand away, leaving a wet line across her hip as he walked around her. His fingers flickered across her back, between the dimples of her ass, only to move downward. Talli gasped as he even pulled her buttocks apart, studying her. Then Balok stepped back.
“Oil, Alarae,” he said. Talli blinked, confused and unsure of what Lord Balok was asking her to do, when suddenly there was a woman in front of Talli.
At first, Talli thought she was a dark elf, but as the buxom and naked elf girl lifted a horsehair brush, glistening with liquid freshly pulled from a jar in her other hand, Talli realized that she must have been one of the progeny Bob had told her about. She was too curvy to be a pure elf and as the woman began brushing oil across Talli’s taut belly, Talli could see the human mix within her. Her hair wasn’t quite snow white. Her skin was almost cream colored, rather than gray ash. She was wearing an intricate, black leather strap harness that encapsulated her body without covering any of her private parts. Her breasts were full, the nipples taut and raised and pierced, just like her exposed clitoris. A row of beautiful earrings dangled from her pointy ears and Talli suspected they were enchanted, just like her own.
The oil covered brush dipped low, coating Talli’s exposed and vulnerable petals with oil and the bristles teased and tormented Talli’s clit with far more strokes than was necessary. Clearly the elf maiden was not just spreading oil, but was there to assist in Talli’s torture and testing. Talli groaned, pleasure searing up from her clit and then the brush moved downward to her thighs. The elf maiden dipped the brush back into the jar and spread another liberal amount down Talli’s outstretched leg, all the way to her toes, even going so far as to brush the underside of Talli’s foot. It tickled and Talli jerked, almost losing her balance again
The elf maiden switched to the other side, painting her way across Talli’s flesh, up her leg and then slathered on another layer of oil over and even through Tall’s sex, using the brush to open Talli’s petals and coat the inner pink walls of her slit a second time. Talli quivered, crooning with pleasure as her body quivered with unanswered need. She arched her hips, struggling to apply more pressure onto the brush, but to her dismay, the brush, along with the elf girl, moved around to her back side. Now the soft horsehair bristles spread oil into the crack of Talli’s ass, teasing her brown button and sliding down the backs of her thigh. Talli let out another gasp as the brush finally found its way between her legs a third time, brushing at her entire slit from behind, only to once more travel down her other leg.
As the elf girl painted Talli’s back and then arms with the oil, it became harder and harder to hold still. Talli trembled as the brush tickled as it ever so gently stroked her flesh. Then the girl finally came around front. With half-lidded eyes, the girl swung the brush back and forth, leaving behind a glistening trail of oil over Talli’s belly, moving higher. Talli’s breath came in ragged gasps as Alarae finally brought the brush up to Talli’s breasts, teasing the taut and erect tips. The effect on Talli was almost electric and she quivered with almost animalistic need. Finally, Alarae stepped back and turned, which is when Talli saw the tattoo on the girl’s back.
It was complicated; a wavy and beautiful, symmetrical design etched between the dimples of her bared bottom. It looked organic, vines, or perhaps stems, but there was also a sharpness to it, like blades drawn from a forge. Talli’s eyes were drawn to it, tracing the pattern in curiosity. Then Lord Balok was there and he saw where Talli was looking.
“Ah, you see her Múl Gwen. It is Alarae’s standing. Those who can read it know that she has walked the Path of Strength and is considered among the most deviant, most masochistic, most passionate of our elvish slaves.” He walked around Talli and she felt his hand on her hip, only for it to circle around to her flank. She twitched as his touch went to the same spot on her body, tracing circles in the oil in the small of her back. “I wonder what your Múl Gwen will say about you when we are done.” Talli gulped. The dark elf moved in front of her and raised one hand.
Orange, glittering light seemed to exude from his fingers and only Talli’s familiarity with magic kept her from gawking. Being the vessel of a powerful mage had shown Talli some of the things that magic could do and her eyes locked onto Lord Balok’s hand. The power coalesced into a pair of strange looking slivers, thickening at the center. Both slug-like things moved, snakelike. Talli flinched as Balok extended his hand toward her, almost stepping out of the silver circles.
“I cannot tell you what these will feel like,” Balok said, as the magical constructs seemed to writhe, searching for something. “The trial of Obedience can be challenging. It is the stepping stone to both Paths and their Trials. Elven girls say it is pleasure, human females say it is maddening, and yet women of all races find it agonizing. Regardless, you must keep your feet in the circles if you wish to be released from the magic.”
Talli blinked. “I can cum if I keep still, Master?”
Behind Balok, Alarae snorted, a smirk on her face.
“Orgasm will not be an option,” Lord Balok said simply, his hand still raised. “Though nothing prohibits it. Your arousal is inconsequential to the Trial, and it is all about obedience.” Talli bit her lip. Balok touched her on the right wrist and the orange, glittering thing moved onto her skin. Then he bent down and the second thing crawled onto the top of her straining left foot.
Instantly Talli sucked in a breath. The sensation was a mixture of feelings. There was a maddening itch beneath both constructs that made her long to scratch at her skin. The one at her wrist encircled her arm and began slowly winding its way toward her elbow, while at the same time, the construct on her foot seemed to crawl under the black leather bondage cuff on her ankle, clearly heading upward. Almost immediately, Talli gasped as the tingling sensation seemed to both burn and tickle, but even more maddening was the way the muscle beneath each magical slug seemed to suddenly tic and twitch, jumping crazily without any control.
“Oh! Oh gods!” Talli blurted out. For a moment, Talli’s mind went back to Beatrice being pulled from the mouth of that chameleon monster, her clothing dissolving into pieces from the caustic acid. Part of her imagined that what she was feeling had to be like that. Her left calf suddenly began jerking, as did her right bicep and Talli gritted her teeth, struggling to both resist the urge to slap at the strange magical things crawling on her body, as much as keeping her straining toes in the two silver circles.
She gulped as the magic curled into the sensitive crook of her elbow. But just as she closed her eyes and shuddered, the construct on her leg crawled onto the sensitive and ticklish area behind her knee, both leaving a glistening, burning trail along her skin. But underneath the glittering stream of magic there was a burrowing pleasure, as if someone was gently stroking her flesh, trying to tantalize her. The construct on her arm passed along the inside of her elbow and continued toward her torso while the other began crawling up the inside of her thigh. Talli felt her breathing become more ragged as it got closer and closer.
“Where… where are they… going?” She gasped in alarm as the higher magical slug slid into the slight depression beneath her arm. Talli twitched, her toes white from the pressure as she struggled to remain in place. The magical slug slid forward, creeping up the side of her right breast, heading straight for the nipple. The muscles beneath it jumped, a disturbingly odd sensation to the girl. She only barely noted that the construct on her thigh had turned away from her sex, barely grazing one petal of her flower, to crawl upward along her bikini line toward her hip. The reason she was so distracted was that the other construct had found her nipple.
It circled her areola twice before crawling across the tender tip and Talli’s skin puckered, tingled, and tightened as the magic seeped into her flesh. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as the sensation surged through her breast, a mixture of pleasure, irritation, burning, and strangeness.
“Oh gods!” She said again, arching her back. “Can you… can you… put another on my tits?” She begged.
Lord Balok’s eyebrow went up and Alarae gave Talli a disbelieving look.
“You will not find them so pleasant when they reach their intended destination,” Lord Balok replied.
Talli shuddered as the lower construct crossed her hip and began crawling onto her buttock. Her ass tightened, then shook, the muscles contracting violently as it traced an asymmetric path toward her crack. Talli winced, mewling, her entire body starting to shake as the caustic tingle felt like a line of freezing fire being etched across her bottom. Her attention was drawn upward again as she realized the second slug had made its way across its own trail, over to her other breast, and was circling the nipple.
Spasms rippled through Talli’s petite frame and she grimaced, eyes closed. “Please! Oh gods! Please! It’s so… it’s so…”
Lord Balok grinned. “It’s so? What? Maddening? Painful? Endure! Keep your feet in the circles!”
Talli let out a frustrated shout, her fingers tightening on each other as she struggled to hold her position. The sensation of the magical constructs sliding along her skin sent prickling, tickling, burning sensations up to her brain, undercut with a strange pleasure that forced Talli’s messed up mind to translate the stimulation into something else. Suddenly her hips were thrusting, her sex tightening with desperate longing. She tilted her face upward, squealing as the slug slid across her nipple. As her bosom tingled madly, her nipples tightening and releasing in a flurry of spastic jerks, the construct headed downward toward her navel. Talli longed to bring her hands to her breasts, to pinch her nipples, to squeeze and scratch at her flesh.
“Wwaait! Where… oh gods! Not my ass!” She blurted out. Her body spasmed again, but she still kept her legs spread wide, her straining toes in the circles, both arches tense, heels raised. Behind her, the glittering gold construct began sliding into the crack between her buttocks, heading straight downward.
Alarae, who looked excited, moved closer as Talli began shaking, barely able to remain in place. “Talli, you must hold. Endure.”
Balok looked over at Alarae, a frown of disapproval. “Do not encourage her. Or give her false hope. No human has ever withstood the full exploration.”
Alarae looked down apologetically. “I’m sorry, my Lord.”
Talli’s eyes widened as the magic slug found the small brown button of her ass. “Oh gods! Where is it going?” She whimpered, ignoring the way the upper construct slid into her navel, then continued downward toward her sex. Her body felt like it was on fire, but not with flame. It was as if Alarae was stroking her with that oiled brush again, while at the same time someone was running a pinwheel along Talli’s skin. And under that, someone was licking the same spot, and even beneath that, someone was giving her a sunburn. Talli let out a slightly hysterical laugh, blinking tears.
Talli screamed as she felt the first penetration. The lower of the two magical slugs thrust itself into her ass, wriggling into her bottom, only to begin crawling up inside her. Talli quivered violently, her toes and ankles twisting as she struggled to stay standing on the two circles. Alarae’s eyes widened in delighted surprise as Talli then cried out again, this time when the upped construct found the human girl’s clitoris. It circled it, tightening around it, squeezing and Talli gritted her teeth for a second.
“Master!” She screamed, looking desperately at Balok. “May I cum?”
Balok blinked in surprise. “What? From this?” He asked in surprise. But then he realized it was too late.
Talli shook, her body rippling with spasms, her toes alternating between white and red as she twitched madly, still struggling to keep her legs spread, her feet within the silver circles. “AGGGGHHH!” She screamed as the thing let go of her clitoris and slid down through her petals. It penetrated, moving into Talli’s depths with a squirming thrust. Heat and need burst within her and Talli’s hands flew from the back of her neck down to her groin. Fluids burst from her sex as she orgasmed, splattering the floor between the two silver circles. Her hips jerked wildly and she fell backward, barely catching herself with one hand before hitting the floor. The magic seemed to react to her orgasm and wave after wave of something, not pleasure, not pain, but stimulation so intense that she could barely register it, surged through her as her hips thrust wildly.
Then she groaned.
It took Talli a moment to recover, to jumpstart her brain back into functionality. The first thing she realized was that her hands were on her breasts, nipples pinched tightly between her fingers. Her thighs were burning, but not from the magic. It was because she was still stretched wide apart, laying across the triskelion symbol, the heels of both feet still within the two silver circles. The heat in her ass and pussy was already fading fast.
Lord Balok blinked. “Well, it seems that maybe your declaration wasn’t typical human arrogance after all.”
Alarae just stared down at Talli, an expression of disbelief on her face. “She… orgasmed!”
Lord Balok frowned and glanced over at the elven girl. “Take her to the Trial of Trust and prepare her.”
Alarae bowed her head, looking away from Talli. “Yes, my lord,” she replied softly as the dark elf mage walked away. “You may remove your feet from the circles,” she said quietly to the supine human girl.
Talli gulped but didn’t change her position. “What if I don’t want to?” She breathed, her chest still heaving from the orgasm. Alarae frowned.
“Then I will be forced to discipline you. But why would you wish to remain like this?” She asked curiously.
Talli let out a soft chuckle and a groan. “Because I like the way it feels when I’m open like this.” She closed her eyes. “What were those things? Because Bob needs a set.” Talli paused, pushed herself upright on her elbows and grinned. “Actually, two or three sets.”
Alarae looked confused. “They were magical constructs that set fire to the skin, but leave a trail of desire. And who is Bob?”
Talli laughed. “He is my master,” Talli replied.
Alarae’s eyes narrowed. “The dark elves are your masters now.”
Talli’s eyes flashed hotly, but then she smiled and looked right at Alarae. “Did you cum when they did this to you?”
Alarae frowned. “I did not. I have never heard of any female, elven, half-elf, or human, to have done so. It is very peculiar. As was your being able to withstand the entire trial.”
Talli, legs still stretched open wide, grinned. “I’m a little strange I guess. So, what’s next?”
“Are you so eager for torture?” Alarae asked curiously.
Talli licked her lips. “One elf’s torture is a human girl’s pleasure.”
Alarae still looked discombobulated. “You will not think that soon. Stand up,” she said, this time making it an order. Talli pulled her feet from the circles with a disappointed look, then stood. “Follow,” Alarae demanded. She turned and led Talli deeper into the judgement hall.
The Trial of Trust
With her eyes now starting to adjust to the dimness, Talli got glimpses into the various niches. The first thing that Talli noticed was that there were several human girls already being tested, or sexually tortured depending on one’s perspective, all in niches on the right side of the hall. One beautiful brunette was mounted on a chevron shaped frame, her legs bound open, but the soles of her feet brought close together. Weighted clamps clung to her nipples and she was being spun on a phallic post.
In another niche a redheaded girl with long braids was on her knees, bouncing on a strange, leather padded saddle. Another dark elf, a male, was standing in front of her, his cock buried deep in her mouth, getting a blowjob. But from the way the girl was twitching, Talli wasn’t sure she was enjoying the experience. Talli slowed to watch, a mixture of jealousy and fascination on her face.
“You need not study her,” Alarae said simply. “You will eventually endure the Trial of Dedication. It is part of the Path of Eagerness.”
Talli licked her lips. “Good,” she said softly. Alarae glanced back at her, noting that Talli’s hand was between her legs, already stroking her clit in soft circles. “Mistress? Why aren’t any of the stations on that side of the room being used?” Talli asked, pointing.
Alarae stopped and looked back at Talli. “Do not call me Mistress. I am Alarae. I am a sex slave, just like you.” She frowned. “That is the Path of Strength. You are on the Path of Eagerness.” She shook her head and sniffed disdainfully. “Human girls are not suitable for the Path of Strength.”
Talli glanced at one of the empty stations. A simple leather bench sat between multiple pots, each filled with a vine-like plant that grew upward toward the ceiling. Talli felt a surge of curiosity, especially since she couldn’t quite figure out what the torment might be. “Who is it for?”
Alarae grabbed Talli’s arm and pulled her deeper into the Hall of Judgement. “It is for those with elven blood. Human girls are too frail to withstand those torments.”
Talli snorted. “Someone is seriously underestimating us human girls,” she replied sourly. Her eyes narrowed. “But don’t you have any elven girls to test right now? I thought I saw an elf girl being brought in before me.” She grinned. “I’d sort of like to see what happens.”
Alarae stopped Talli in front of a wide wooden platform that sat in a sunken depression on the floor. A channel led away and into a drain in the wall behind the platform. The stone appeared darker than the regular raised surface and there was a cool moisture in the air. Soft, bluish light seemed to flicker around the platform.
“There are no elven girls being tested now, and you speak foolishly,” Alarae said with scorn.
“But I know I saw one,” Talli insisted. “An elf girl. She was blonde, really thin and cute.” She licked her lips. “I’m just curious, um… about the Path of Strength. I want to see it.”
Alarae shook her head. “I told you. There are no elven girls taking the trial.”
Talli looked around. “Are you absolutely sure?” She asked insistently.
“Why are you asking this?” Alarae asked, suddenly suspicious.
Talli blinked, then blushed. “Well, I just think I could handle the Path of Strength.”
“You need to focus on walking the Path of Eagerness. You seem very well suited for it. You might even walk it fully to the end.”
“Did you walk the full Path of Strength?” Talli asked as Alarae pushed her down to sit on the edge of the table.
Alarae blinked. “Barely. The Trial of Waves, which is the last trial for both paths, even as the trial of Obedience begins them both, was… difficult to bear after so much torment. I passed out on the second orgasm.” She pushed Talli down onto her back.
“What's the Trial of Waves?” Talli asked as Alarae moved down to Talli’s feet and spread Talli’s legs.
“Were it the first of the trials, it would never end,” Alarae said simply. “You are pleasured until you can bear no more.”
Talli grinned. “That actually sounds like fun,” she said. “I can bear an awful lot.”
“No girl has cum more than three or four times. Put your arms down by your hips,” Alarae ordered. Talli let out a frustrated sigh but followed the half-elf girl’s command and Alarea attached the wrist cuffs to the table’s sides, leaving Talli helpless. “It is not the pleasure that is the trial. It is being forced into it, over and over, that breaks each of us. But you must now focus on the Trial of Trust.”
“Trust?” Talli asked.
Alarae ran her hand down Talli’s body. “You must trust me.”
Talli frowned. “Trust you to do what?”
Alarae looked down at the girl. “To test you. And only test you.”
Suddenly, the table tilted backward and Talli’s feet swung upward. “Ohhhh!” Talli gasped as her world inverted. Talli’s weight was now taken by her ankles and she squirmed a bit as Alarae brought a thick leather belt across Talli’s midriff. Of course, Talli saw Alarae’s sex, the perfectly thin and delicate petals exposed, her pierced clitoris swollen and extended, forced out from under the hood by the metal ring. Talli couldn’t help herself. She lifted her head, tongue coming out. Alarae jerked in surprise as she felt Talli press up between her thighs, but then she sighed and spread her legs, allowing Talli to lick her clit.
Alarae groaned softly, pressing herself against Talli’s mouth, but then seemed to pull herself together. She pulled away and Talli’s head dropped down with a disappointed groan. Talli looked up at Alarae as the elf girl pushed a half barrel over.
“Lift your head,” Alarae commanded. Talli pulled her chin to her chest and Alarae positioned the container beneath her. When Talli relaxed, she found her vision mostly blocked by the edge of the half-barrel. Her sex pulsed, the previous orgasm only slightly dulling the insane amount of arousal that coursed through Talli’s veins. She wished that she had one of Bob’s vibrating stones inside her. Or Florentino’s huge cock. Which is when something cool and wet fell right on her vulnerable, exposed sex, and splattered into droplets.
Talli lifted her head as a stream of water began falling directly down upon her sex and she saw Alarae positioning some sort of trough above Talli’s body with a rope. It was high up, barely visible. Water gurgled and another pint’s worth of fluid fell, striking Talli’s sex with heavy impacts. Then Alarae moved another trough into place, pulled a lever, and Talli spluttered as a fresh splash of water fell upon her breasts, then splattered all over her face.
Talli blinked water out of her eyes. It flowed down her body from her sex to her head, only to pour down through her hair and into the half barrel below her. It was difficult to see and not being able to wipe her face, or clear her eyes, quickly became an irritation. Irritation led to frustration and Talli grimaced, struggling to find a position for her head that minimized the water droplets splashing onto her face.
“I will release you when you cum,” Alarae said, “and only when you cum.”
The water falling on Talli’s sex and breasts came from high above her and the continuous flow fell hard, seemingly right on her clitoris and nipples. Water splashed downward onto her belly and face and the first few minutes Talli struggled to adjust to the constant flow constantly getting in her nose. She coughed and turned her head to the side, which helped mitigate her breathing problems, but as the immediate problem was resolved, allowed Talli to realize that she was becoming sensitive to the non-rhythmic stream striking her clitoris and breasts.
Talli began to squirm, growing more frustrated minute by minute. Between the water splashing into her face, and the incessant streams falling on her sex and breasts, Talli trembled and groaned. The water was maddening. Her body didn’t quite know how to interpret the sensation. It felt good, but also bad. She could feel her clitoris getting pounded, as if the tender nub was being lightly beaten. But the longer she hung there, the stronger each blow seemed to feel.
“She appears to be uniquely sensitive to this torment,” came Lord Balok’s voice. “Raise the trough height to maximum and increase the flow.”
Alarae’s surprise was evident. “Master?”
“Do as you are told, or you will be punished along with the human girl. Now increase the flow.”
Talli cracked open her eyes, blinking water out of them, only to see Alarae quickly moving to the side of the device. Above her, a mechanism was shifted and Talli immediately felt the change. More water, from much, much higher, began falling on her body. Talli had no way to describe the sensation. It was as if she were fucking Florentino, his thick cock pounding away at her sex, but much more rapidly than the conscientious rock giant would ever inflict upon her. It was like someone was taking a mallet and pounding on her sex. Talli cried out, her hips twisting as the heavy stream thudded onto her outstretched and vulnerable sex, her full breasts actually deforming from the constant streams of water. Even more got in Talli’s eyes and she had to close them again. Now water poured into her mouth. It was fresh, but there was so much of it!
A hand reached up under her head, lifting it upward. That helped, getting her face out of much of the spray and she only realized belatedly that the barrel was filling with water. Lots and lots of water. A soft cloth brushed her face, clearing the water beading on her eyelids away. She opened her eyes to see Lord Balok there, holding the cloth, soaking up the fluid. She groaned as her sex tried to cope with the unusual beating it was receiving. She felt herself tightening as her clit was repeatedly smashed flat. It didn’t hurt per se… but it was… intense. Deep. Penetrating.
“Please?” She managed the beg. “Can I suck your cock, Master?”
Lord Balok lowered her head back into the stream of water and she was forced to close her eyes, spluttering again as water fell on her face. But even as she spluttered she felt the trapped effluvium filling the container her head was in, now almost high enough to touch the tops of her ears. A surge of panic rushed through her, but a sharp stinging sensation exploded viciously across both of her breasts. She yelped, looking up toward her breasts, eyes blinking against the stream, to see Lord Balok swinging the soaked cloth he had used to wipe her face once more..
It struck perfectly across her bosom and stung just as much as the first blow. Talli cried out with a gurgle. But even as her mouth filled with water and she spluttered, she felt the pain of the wet cloth being whipped against her body fall again, but this time between her legs. Her feet jerked as her sex tightened and a third, then fourth set of blows to her sex left her shuddering.
“Aagghh!” Talli squealed, thrashing on the inverted frame. Water was now almost to her eyes and she coughed as Lord Balok continued with his makeshift weapon. He didn’t hold back either, striking hard and slashing at her chest and sex with the wet cloth, until her skin was flushed pink under the deluge.
“Please!” Talli cried out, no longer able to see, her eyes filled with water. She coughed, spluttering. “I’m drowning!” But Talli’s cries became even more waterlogged as Balock flicked the soaked tip against her clit. The stinging burn seared through her and suddenly, Alarae’s comment surged through Talli’s mind.
Trust. To test you. And only test you.
Talli turned her head, took a deep breath, and forced herself to relax. It wasn’t easy. Water crept upward toward the tip of her nose. Worse, Lord Balok continued to whip her across the breasts and between the legs. But she knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that they wouldn’t drown her. Alarae and Lord Balok could be trusted to hurt her, and only hurt her. And when she allowed herself to calm, moving away from the fear of drowning, only the sensation between her legs and across her breasts moved her.
The pain of the whipping, now experienced as something other than just agony, seemed to swell. The sensation was so strong, so arousing, that even Balok was surprised at the tone of Talli’s cries. He continued to slap the wet cloth against her loins, her clitoris swelling, water splashing everywhere. Talli blubbered something, her words intelligible, but the way she stiffened a second later, toes curling as her body began a flurry of sexual spasms, left Balok and Alarae with little doubt as to her condition.
She was cumming.
He stepped back. Talli groaned, spitting water out of her mouth and letting her head fall back into the half-barrel. Water threatened to engulf her, but somehow her nose and mouth stayed exposed. She relaxed as the sexual euphoria seemed to fill up every part of her. Water continued to cascade down onto her exposed sex and breasts and she twitched as her now sensitive clit continued to bear the brunt of the falling water.
“She orgasmed,” Alarae said in surprise. “I did not expect that.”
Lord Balok stepped back. “Do we not instruct them to do exactly that?” He asked.
Alarae frowned. “Yes, my Lord, but few do.” Her eyes flickered to the water still falling hard on Talli’s outstretched and quivering body.
Balok stroked his chin. “She has completed this test quicker than I have seen before and the other two trials are still occupied. Since she seems susceptible to this kind of torment, and it is not the sexual aspect that is important.” He eyes Alarae. “Leave her on it until she satisfies you.”
Alarae’s eyes widened and she smiled softly. “Yes Master. Thank you, Master.”
Balok walked away. Alarae pulled Talli’s head out of the half barrel and tugged the container away, tipping it. Water rushed down into a drain in the floor and Talli spluttered again as her face was once more drenched. Alarae reached over to a nearby rack and removed a leather flogger, then stepped up to Talli. Shielding Talli’s face with her loins, the elf girl spread herself open and pressed her sex against Talli’s mouth. It blocked most of the water and it only took Talli a few seconds before she began licking. Pleasure surged up into Alarae’s sex, but Talli’s tongue was only half the satisfaction she wanted. She raised the leather flogger and snapped it down between Talli’s legs, striking the water soaked and still tormented slit with eager viciousness.
Talli screeched, jerking on the slanted table, but her tongue didn’t stop moving. In fact, Alarae was sure that the human girl’s licking had gotten even more intense. The elf girl struck again, loving the way the now soaked leather strands bit into the soft, pink folds of Talli’s flower, spreading it open. Water continued to pound down, causing Talli’s clit to flatten and flap back and forth in the downpour, and Alarae peppered that sensation with additional strokes, beating Talli’s sex with the whip until the girl was once more screeching, her body trembling. It wasn’t until Talli sucked Alarae’s clit into her mouth and then let go with a wild, raucous cry, that Alarae realized that the human girl had beaten her to climax. She stepped back as Talli shuddered a second time on the rack, her third orgasm in total, ankles rolling as the adrenaline pumped through Talli’s limbs. Alarae marveled, shocked that Talli could endure so much and still cum from it.
Talli fell limp underneath the pouring water, eyes still shut, head turned to the side in a desperate attempt to keep as much of it out of her nose and mouth as possible. Alarae put her back to Talli’s body and once more moved into place, lifting Talli’s face. She locked her knees around Talli’s head, supporting it, shielding her from the splashing water, and their eyes met. Talli’s mouth opened and once more her tongue delved into Alarae. It didn’t take long for the elf girl to grimace in orgasmic delight and her own fluids mixed with the water, streaming down Talli’s neck.
Alarae quickly let Talli’s head go and she disappeared back under the cascade. Alarae moved fast though, turning off the water falling first on Talli’s breasts, then stopping the flow pounding on her sex. Talli groaned as the downpour became a light rainfall, then a mild drip. She mewled a little, hair wet, eyes still closed, as Alarae lowered the other end of the table, returning Talli to a horizontal position. She released the human girl, helping Talli down to the floor. Talli dropped, shuddering, only to curl into a fetal ball.
“You must not,” Alarae hissed. “You must kneel.”
“Cold,” Talli whispered.
Alarae frowned, but then nodded. “You will be warm soon enough,” she said. “Now kneel. Ready yourself for the Master. You must now face the Trial of Dedication.”
Trial of Dedication
Slowly Talli nodded. She pulled her legs underneath herself, then got on all fours. She just barely managed to get into a proper kneeling position, hands on her thighs, knees spread wide, when Lord Balok returned. He looked at Talli, then put a hand on her head. Suddenly a wave of warmth washed over Talli and she groaned with immediate pleasure.
“Thank you, Master,” she said as she felt the cold disappear.
Lord Balok looked at Alarae. “Are you satisfied?” He asked.
Alarae nodded, but she had a concerned look on her face. “I am, Master. But… the human girl… Talli. She orgasmed once more before I did.”
Balok looked confused. “You stimulated her?”
Alarae shook her head. “No Master. I used the flogger on her sex.”
His eyebrow went up and he glanced down at Talli. “How interesting.” He paused thoughtfully. “Then let us continue.”
Lord Balok led Talli over to another of the Trials and Talli saw the leather saddle. Without a bouncing girl straddling the padded seat, Talli could see the impressive phallus that stood erect. It was massive, though only in comparison to a human cock. Talli smirked a little, knowing that her experience with Florentino would make such a large probe relatively easy to take. But as she was guided to straddle the saddle, she saw small black runes drawn along the length.
“Sit. Impale yourself. Enjoy the pleasure,” Lord Balok said simply.
Talli sank down, kneeling to either side. Her pussy was still quite tender from both the pounding impact of the water and Alarae’s whipping, but she rocked her hips, rubbing the tapered tip of the phallus against her sex. She was still quite aroused and wet and with a groan she took the full length of the thing, sinking down with a rapturous look on her face. When it was fully inside her, she felt a soft vibration and her pussy tightened in sensuous need. In seconds her hips were rolling as she began working herself thoroughly, bouncing up and down. Alarae moved quickly, coming up and securing Talli’s ankles and calves down so that while she could move up and down the shaft, getting off it would be impossible.
“Let us begin,” Lord Balok said simply, stepping directly in front of Talli, only to pull aside his robes and thrust an impressive cock into her face. “You will only be allowed off the saddle when I have had my satisfaction.”
Talli grinned, reaching up to grab hold of the dark elf’s throbbing prick. “I’m planning on taking my time,” she teased. “This feels incredible. I’m allowed to explode, right Master?”
Balok nodded. “If you are able.”
And with that Talli opened her mouth and engulfed him.
She bobbed her head only two or three times before she realized that the sensation of the cock in her pussy had changed. The vibration intensified, but something was… off. It was as if the phallus was shaking at a frequency her body was unaccustomed to. Still, it excited her and she ground herself against the different sensation and continued her licking and sucking of the grayish rod in her hand.
The texture of Balok’s skin was smooth and soft and the scent of him was a mixture of dark red wine and one of the special treats Bob liked to give her. Chocolate. And dark chocolate at that. Talli took him deep, bobbing her head and even used her fingernails to stroke his scrotal sack. Balok endured it silently. Beneath Talli, she felt the phallus tremble differently, and this time, her pussy locked up around the thing, almost in protest.
“Uggghh,” she moaned, pulling her head off Balok for just a moment. Her bottom tightened and for the first time she felt a prickling sensation coming from her loins. “Oh.. what the fuck?” She asked, glancing down. She tried lifting up, but that only made the weird and slight irritation seem to affect her clitoris directly.
Balok shook his head. “The discomfort will only increase. I highly suggest you focus on the task, before the sensation overwhelms you.”
Talli gave the dark elf a worried glance. “Overwhelms me?”
Balok nodded. “You will only be released when I have been satisfied.”
Talli bit her lip. Now her loins were twitching, and not in a completely fun way. Each time her sex convulsed around the huge phallus there was a genuine chaffing sensation. Talli licked her lips and grabbed hold of Balok, who pulled back completely.
“Gently, child,” he chided.
Talli let out a tiny whine as her thighs started to shake, but she nodded and when Lord Balok stepped back into place, she opened her mouth. This time she worked him quickly and expertly, her head going back and forth, her lips curled around her teeth to make sure that he felt only softness, even as her tongue swirled around the tip. She’d blown Bob and Florentino often enough that she knew how to bring satisfaction to a man, but Balok’s response was almost imperceptible and as the prickling sensation became stronger, turning to an actual caustic flow, she felt a sliver of trepidation. Worse, she couldn’t stop her hips from churning, the nettle-like ordeal seemingly moving her on its own.
“Unnngghhh!” She mewled a moment later, mouth full of cock, as her ass began clenching as well. The tingling twinges turned to acute discomfort. It was as if she were fucking a cactus, or a fire demon, or… and Talli’s fucked up mind envisioned this for a moment, getting licked deeply by the chameleon creature with the acidic saliva that had attacked Lady Beatrice. She imagined Gwendolyn tying her open between two trees, unable to close her legs while the reptile lapped and lapped at her sex. Talli tried to blot out the sensations and focus on Lord Balok’s cock, but the intensity continued to increase and Talli let out a squeal, her mouth still wrapped around the elf sausage she was sucking on.
Alarae watched passively as the human girl began shaking, clearly in distress, but Talli didn’t give voice to her pain, only opening her mouth so that Balok’s cock could slide in and out. She mewled, whimpering, closing her eyes and Alarae saw a tear begin to slide down the girl’s cheek. But then Talli’s hips began rolling again and Talli brought her free hand up to her own breast. Alarae blinked in confusion as Talli began pinching, even as she slurped noisily on Balok’s rod. Then Talli’s body jerked with involuntary response as it tried to escape the pain. Except… Talli’s mouth went deep. She closed her eyes and even in pain, began deep throating Lord Balok’s cock.
His shaft slid down past her tongue and Alarae’s eyes widened. How the girl avoided gagging was beyond Alarae’s understanding, but even more astonishing was the way Talli was thrusting. How could she even respond to the pain in such a sexual manner? Every girl that Alarae had ever tested on the Trial of Dedication had either failed, or focused solely on sucking cock. Of course, few of them had ever been forced to pleasure Lord Balok. The elf lord was legendary for his restraint.
Talli’s face turned upward, her eyes opening. Agony flickered across her face, but she bobbed her head, each thrust taking Lord Balok deep. She stared up at him, devouring his sex and then she took hold of the base of his cock and began rubbing rapidly as she sucked and licked the sensitive tip. But even as she did, Alarae saw the change come over her. Her toes curled as her muscles tightened and her back arched. Her chest stuck further out, thrusting her tits forward and her movements became intensified.
“FUCK!” She suddenly cried out. “Oh gods! Thats… that’s…” she closed her eyes and then slammed her own face back down onto Balok’s throbbing cock, muffling the cries of agonized ecstasy that threatened to overwhelm her.
Balok groaned and then suddenly yanked his cock out of Talli’s mouth. He grabbed hold of it, but by then it was already spurting, coating the violently shaking human girl’s face. White cream dripped down onto Talli’s heaving chest and she leaned back, hands twisting and pinching her own nipples, as Alarae watched in shocked astonishment.
“I’m… I’m… so… close!” Talli shrieked. She gritted her teeth and then her wetness exploded out from around the cock she was impaled upon, soaking the saddle, her thighs, and even the floor around her knees. Talli pitched forward with a cry, almost smacking her head on the floor, but Lord Balok caught her, holding her as a violent ripple surged through her body. Then Talli sagged, panting heavily. She groaned a moment later and Lord Balok gestured to Alarae.
“Release her,” he said. “And take her to the Trial of Balance.” Balok turned away, leaving Alarae alone with Tall.
The Trial of Balance
Alarae darted forward and freed Talli’s legs, but the half-elf girl knew that Lord Balok’s orgasm had silenced the magic of the phallus. Talli unfolded, pulling herself off the saddle and she fell down to the side and stretched her legs.
“Wow,” she said, sounding a little worn out. “That was intense.”
Alarae squatted down by the human girl. “It is unusual for a subject to orgasm on the Trial of Dedication.”
Talli looked up and smiled. “Well, I’m pretty dedicated to cumming,” she admitted somewhat ruefully. “That said, dark elf jism tastes as good as regular elf, which is better than human cum, and way better than rock giant.”
Alarae looked at Talli with an expression of horror. “Rock giant?”
Talli nodded. “Chewy, tastes like wet sand, and has the same texture.” She glanced around. “Trial of Balance?”
Alarae blinked and let out a frustrated sigh. “You are a glutton for punishment.”
“As long as I get to cum, of course I am.”
“I cannot guarantee an orgasm, but with you I am beginning to believe that no torment will prevent you from exploding,” Alarae said. She turned and Talli couldn’t help admiring the elven girl’s posterior, the black harness cupping her exquisite buttocks perfectly. But it was Alarae’s Múl Gwen that caught Talli’s eye. It was a far prettier tattoo than the flower of tiny skulls on Talli’s right bicep. Talli could help but wonder what her own Múl Gwen would look like. Would it hurt? Alarae led her to the next station where the chevron shaped frame lay flat on the floor. But as Talli crawled over, she realized that it looked more like an arrowhead.
“You will lay your head in the upper section, arms stretched straight out along the top braces. Bend your knees and lay them on the downward sloping bars here, and here.”
Talli looked over at the unusual and lumpy phallus, then shrugged. She lay down where Alarae indicated and moved her arms into position. Alarae wasted no time and began binding Talli to the frame, first just above the elbows, then at the wrists. Double straps above and below the knee fixed Talli’s legs in place, and then Alarae secured her ankles. It wasn’t until the double rope connecting the very top of the frame was drawn up and Talli raised into the air, that she realized she was well supported, but completely immobilized. Talli groaned softly as Alarae positioned her above the strange, lumpy phallus and began lowering her.
“If you require lubricant, I can provide some,” Alarae said softly as Talli let out a soft moan.
Talli glanced downward. “No, I’m wet enough,” she replied, her voice strained a bit. “It’s just bigger than I thought. It’s about as big as Florentino.” She closed her eyes and rolled her hips a bit as she sank down even further. “Ohhh,” she groaned. “Right about… there. Oh yes!” She wriggled a bit more, clearly trying to work herself on it. Her toes and feet were able to touch the shaft, but she was unable to get any up and down movement. “That’s… that’s frustrating.”
Alarae came around to Talli’s front, two silver objects glittering in her hands. “You will soon feel movement, I assure you.” Alarae lifted the first steel clover clamp and lifted it to Talli’s chest. The human girl winced and groaned as the clover clamp bit deep behind her piercing.
“Owww,” Talli hissed. “That’s tight!”
Alarae lifted the other one and locked it down on Talli’s other breast. The human girl winced as both pink tips were tightly pinched between the metal pincers. Both clamps rose and fell as her breathing began to increase. Alarae allowed her to adjust for a half a minute, then held up two heavy iron weights.
“These are each a kilo in weight,” she said, though from the confusion in Talli’s eyes, the elven girl sighed. “A little more than two pounds,” she added.
Talli blinked. “Two pounds?” She blurted out, but Alarae was already hanging the first weight on the right side of Talli’s bosom. Instantly Talli let out a hiss as the weight tugged the clamp downward. Her nipple literally bent, pain shooting up through her breast. Worse, the clover clamp was designed to tighten when tugged on and the weight managed to make the bite even worse.
“Oh gods,” Talli groaned. But then Alarae added the second clamp. More pain exploded through Talli’s top and she shuddered, tightening her sex around the lumpy, weird phallus. Then Alarae stood and with one hand, she began to rotate Talli slowly clockwise.
Instantly, the strange lumps on the phallus inside her became a focal point of sensation, almost overwhelming the throbbing agony shooting through Talli’s bust. Alarae turned her steadily and each lump on the cock in Talli’s pussy could be felt as she was twisted around the centered and mounted shaft. As Alarae turned her, Talli could feel herself rising as well, spinning higher and higher and she realized that by turning her, Alarae was essentially tightening the rope above her. It wasn’t until only an inch of the weird cock was left in her grasping and soaked slit, that Talli realized exactly what was about to happen.
“Oh gods!” Talli exclaimed. “Alarae! Wait! I’ll get dizzy! And… I’m not sure my breasts…” but her words were suddenly cut off as Alarae not only let go of the edge of the frame, but gave Talli a f push.
And Talli spun.
The frame got up to an impressive speed almost immediately as the tension placed on the twisted rope accelerated Talli. Instantly she screamed as a riot of sensation hammered through her. First was the phallus. As she spun round the lumpy cock, each of the protrusions seemed to be even bigger in size going down than they felt going up. In fact, it caused her entire body to shake, as if she were a log in a raging flood, caroming of rocks as she traveled downstream. It was a violent back and forth, pounding at the insides of her sex. But then, almost as quick, an agonizing sharpness seemed to burst at the tips of her breasts. Exquisite pain made Talli wail as her nipples burned, pulled outward as the centrifugal forces of her spin pulled the weights and clamps outward. It was a sensation she was unprepared for, and never before experienced.
But even as her nipples hurt, her feet arched and she pressed her toes against the shaft. Almost instantly she slowed, dramatically even, and the weights which had been extended out at forty-five degrees from her breasts, fell back down to dangle from Talli’s nipples. The sensation of the lumpy phallus pummeling her insides softened and she quivered, whimpering softly until the thick cock was once again fully inside her.
Alarae merely took hold of the corner of the frame and began turning it once again, though this time she went counterclockwise. Talli didn’t protest. Instead she let out a desperate moan and tightened. Each weird lump of the phallus was noticeable on the steady climb. In fact, Talli enjoyed the sensation. When she once again reached the top of the shaft, with barely any cock inside her, Alarae let go and even gave her another push.
This time, Talli was a little more prepared for the initial speed. Pressing the soft arches of her feet against the shaft, she slowed her rotation, though she was still unable to stop it. Each bump on the phallus was like having someone beat the bottoms of her feet with a stick. But it was still better than spinning wildly out of control until her nipples got ripped off. Downward she went, the thick and lumpy rod filling her sex completely.
Only for Alarae to begin winding her back up.
For a third time Talli began spinning, slowing her descent with her feet. She was starting to feel it too, the strain and soreness in the arches, each bump almost bruising her flesh. And no matter how much she pressed, she wasn’t able to stop herself as she rotated down onto the huge cock. Worse, the crushing bite of the clover clamps and the wiggling of the weights dragging down on her nipples became a throbbing agony that shot up through her chest.
She got to the bottom, her pussy filled almost to the brim, and Alarae began turning her again. Talli looked up at the elf girl. “How many… how many times… do I… have to… do this?” She panted.
“Until the clamps fall off your tits,” Alarae responded.
Talli blinked. “They’re clover clamps,” she exclaimed. “They won’t come off! They’re designed to tighten the more you pull on them!”
Alarae smiled. “That is why it is torture.” She continued turning Talli until the phallus was barely inside her, then let go.”
Talli's pussy tightened as she began spinning and for a second, she instinctively pressed the bottoms of her feet against the phallus, but then a sudden realization hit her. With a groan, she forced herself to pull back. Instantly the frame spun up faster and faster and the pain in her bosom doubled as the weights were flung outward. Worse, the spinning of the bumps on the phallus seemed to slam through her pussy.
Halfway down, Talli closed her eyes and screamed. A flurry of sensation rocked her, from the pounding and filling of her sex, to the agony shooting up from her nipples. She almost didn’t have time to realize it, but the vicious assault to her pussy left her soaked, her inside rippling with need. She was almost on the cusp of orgasm when the rope spun itself out and she came to a stop.
“Aagghghh,” Talli cried out. “Alarae! Please!”
The elf-girl shook her head. “You will spin again,” she said, once more beginning the slow process of winding Talli upward.
“No!” Talli shook her head. “No! Alarae! Go faster!” She jerked on the frame. “Wind me up! Wind me up! Hurry! HURRY!”
Alarae frowned, but began quickly spinning Talli, no longer walking her around, but using both hands to turn the frame. Talli whimpered as she was lifted and just as she got to the top, their eyes met.
“Spin me hard!” Talli gasped, clenching her teeth. “I’m so close!”
And Alarae pulled on the edge of the frame.
Talli’s world whirled and in seconds the clover clamps tightened even more. She spun so fast that the various asymmetrical lumps became a thudding ripple between her legs. Suddenly, an even more agonizing pain shot through her right breast and it took half a second for Talli to realize that one of the clover clamps had been pulled off, and she was feeling the return of circulation to the throbbing tip of her breast. Three quarters of the way down the phallus, the second clamp went flying. Talli’s pussy quivered and Talli screeched, unable to buck, or thrust, or do anything but be impaled. And cum.
She came to a stop and Alarae looked down. The phallus was soaked and even more fluid was dripping down at the base where it was mounted to the floor. The elf maiden blinked, shocked and she dropped to one knee, raising a hand to Talli’s sex. Girl goo coated the petals and Alarae ran a finger along Talli’s outstretched labia.
“Did you… did you orgasm?” Alarae asked incredulously. What sounded like a sob came from Talli and Alarae looked up, only to realize that Talli was laughing.
“I told… I told you…” Talli panted. She looked exhausted but smug. “You can… you can wind me… up again… if you… want.”
Alarae frowned. “You still must face the Trial of Waves,” she said sternly.
Suddenly Lord Balok appeared, watching as Alarae began turning Talli one last time. The human girl grinned up at the dark elf.
“I thought dark elves were these dark sadistic masters of sexual torture,” Talli quipped. “I endured worse in the Labyrinth of King Haggard.”
Alarae gasped and her hand slipped. Talli started to spin again, dropping down an inch or two. She groaned softly and when Alarae stopped the descent and began rotating her again, Lord Balok’s eyes were hard.
“No human girl has ever walked the Path of Strength,” Balok said firmly. “Until now.” He glanced at Alarae. “Take her to the Trial of Thorns.”
The Path of Strength and the Trial of Thorns
