R: 14 / I: 0 / P: 1 Elf and barbarian story
For a long time now I've had fantasies about something and I want to be a writefag about it, so here goes.
His heart was beating like a drum. For the past twenty minutes his village had been under assault by humans. Dressed in furs and pelts, wild and somewhat unclean, these amazon-like women were slaughtering everyone they could find and setting fire to people's homes. This elf was lucky though, he hadn't been killed yet. He was under a bed, safe and sound. At the same time though, he felt regret for not being able to stop them.
But an ashen smell came from within the house. It was on fire! He watched it slowly creep around the inside of the tree he lived in. There was no chance to hide anymore... it was either being burned alive or facing the barbarians outside. So, he chose the latter, climbing out from under his bed and running out of the door before it caught aflame too.
The forest seemed darker and more sinister that day. Some corpses of elves he knew were on the ground, bleeding, but those were the ones that put up a serious fight. Spears and bows lay in their hands, cracked or broken. They lay in slight pools of blood.
He looked up, his chest shaking, his mind in a whirl, and he saw what was really happening to most of the elves. They were being raped. The barbarian women were lighting the tree houses aflame so that the people inside would rush out, then they would catch them and begin fucking them. One woman had just finished being fucked, cum spilling from her ass and onto the ground. She fell onto the grass, gurgling in pleasure and pain.
"Look, there's another one," a tall redheaded amazon laughed, pointing at the scared little elf. This frightened him so much that he ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction. Through the woods he went, not caring if his bare feet touched stones or tree roots, ignoring branches that were in his way.
Eventually he could run no more, but it wasn't enough to be far from an amazon. Most of them were far away, but this one had just came to the village, looking for fresh meat. She saw the little elf. An erection rose in her pants.
"Come here, baby," he called out in a sultry voice. Her disheveled blonde hair was cut just above her shoulders. She had breasts as big as pumpkins that were barely covered by furs. Her skin was pale, but marked with scars and muscles and dirt. In her hands was an unbloodied battle axe, which she dropped on the ground as she approached him. She cracked her knuckles and smiled.
The elf tried to run, but didn't go far before his fatigue just didn't allow. And unfortunately, running in the presence of the amazon was like running in the presence of a dog. Her eyes lit up, making her look psychotic, and she sprinted after him like a professional runner. The amazon's huge tits were the only thing that made being slammed against the tree comfortable for the elf.
"No no no no no no, please let me go, please," cried the elf. Tears were in his eyes. He didn't want this. He was terrified. Being fucked was horrible enough... but being fucked by a human? There was no greater dishonour for an elf, even a wood elf like him, except for being fucked by an orc or some other beast.
But the barbarian woman just laughed in that same deep sultry voice. Her arms pinned his girlish little body against the tree. She removed his tunic, tearing it apart with her fingers alone and tossing it aside. His chest was like a prepubescent girl's, his long thin blonde hair ending just after his nipples, something which really turned her on.
"Let me go, please," he whimpered again. The barbarian responded by kissing him deeply, sloshing her tongue around in his mouth and against his. He blushed. It was a dirty human, but... oh gods... He was actually getting turned on... The amazon was, too. Her erection felt warm against his bare legs and was out of her makeshift kilt at this point.