1. Queen Yavara: Chapter One


    Date: 10/15/2017, Categories: Fiction Anal Ass to mouth, Non-consensual sex Rape Teen Author: White Walls, Source: sexstories.com

    Chapter One Yavara sat upon a black throne, the hall filled with the screams and moans of her prisoners. Below her laid a spectacle of depravity; churning and writhing masses of flesh oscillating to some unheard cadence. Yavara smiled from the corner of her mouth as she savored the sight. Her hair as black as night, her skin bronze, her face structured with high cheekbones and full lips, and her eyes adorned with blazing orange irises. She wore a thin black corset that ended before her navel, and started just above her areolas, giving the appearance that her large breasts could burst from their constraints at any moment. Her thighs were thick and bare, and her modesty was barely kept by a thin black leather thong that disappeared between her shapely cheeks. Her legs ended into a pair of high boots that clung to her just above the knees. Yavara sighed and pushed a strand of hair behind her pointed ear before slightly adjusted the crown that adorned her head. She was the Dark Queen, monarch of Alkandra, the realm of beasts. When Yavara was younger her complexion was much different; she had hair so blonde it almost appeared white, her skin was pale, and her eyes a piercing blue. She was a high elf once, part of a noble race that lived just beyond the Great Forest to the west. But that was before she was taken by the orc, before he had his way with her under the canopy of the Great Forest. Only the creatures of the woods heard her shrieks of terror and pain, only they witnessed ...
    ... as the shrieks of pain turned to cries of pleasure. Yavara’s fingers began to explore herself as she remembered the moment fondly… YAVARA I was on route to Castle Thorum, the cool fall wind gently blowing my dress against me, the dry leaves crunching beneath my sandals as I walked down the dirt road. I adjusted the bow that was slung across my shoulder and pulled a bottle from my satchel. I made my way to a nearby stream to quench my thirst and soak my aching feet. The stream was still and clear, the afternoon sun reflecting off it in such a way that the water acted as a perfect mirror. I took a moment to admire my reflection in the calm water. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My straight blonde hair was pulled up in a ponytail, revealing two pointed ears on the sides of my head. My high cheekbones, full lips, thin, pointed nose and big, blue eyes had gotten the attention of many potential suitors in the past, though what distinguished me from my female peers was my body. My lanky teenage frame used to be a point of embarrassment for me, but my mother always told me I would grow into it. Her encouraging words turned out to be damn near prophetic, for as my late puberty bloomed within me, my lanky body transformed into the striking form of a woman. The sun beaming on my white dress gave it a translucent appearance, and I could see my large breasts and small ...
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