Her fingers tenderly lay around the bulging udders of the young milk mare. The pregnant Draeneim girl whined softly in her leather gag. The elf Ravijel smiled cheerfully and stroked again and again over the plump belly of the blue-skinned girl, who shaved her hooves slightly in the stable floor. The frame that held the pregnant exotic in its milking position hardly allowed her to move and so the blonde Ravijel rated it as consent if her milk mare number 14 did so. It was a kind of pillory that held her head and wrists tight.
Her fingers pressed the mammary glands of her left breast and immediately a jet of the lukewarm body juice shot out of her. She skillfully held the golden cup underneath to catch everything. Every time her fingers closed around the young breast, the girl gasped again. It was not a whimper of pain, the touch of the elf was far too delicate. The petite blonde creature knelt in front of the Draenei with the thighs open. Golden brackets hung on their exposed breasts, which squeezed into their own nipples and swung lightly through their weight with every movement. She was wearing a red silk loincloth under which you could see her bare shame, which also contained golden brackets.
With her bright green eyes, she eyed the swollen body of the female aliens. She felt the pleasure that was spreading in the young body. She felt the desire to be in the milk mare and couldn't help but smile herself. More and more of the moist breast milk spilled from the body of the young Draenei and quickly filled the goblet. Number 14, would make a good milk mare. Her pregnant body was willing, her mind was broken long ago and so Ravijel was able to milk her for her masters several times a day without help.
„ Yes, you are a good dairy cow. Give me your juice. “
„ Mhhhh “, was all the girl could answer. The leather ball between her sharp teeth prevented further sounds, but the blood elf could look between the slightly open thighs of the milk mare as she switched from the left to the right nipple. She literally smiled at the damp column and Ravijel could not help but put her fingers wetted with breast milk on the young woman's swollen shame.
„ Mhhhhmmm “, it sounded through the thick leather ball. The milk mare reacted willingly to the welcome stimulation of her crevice. She tortured herself by her own shoots in the brackets of the frame.
Ravijel smiles and glided through the violet lips dripping with moisture. She felt the plump bud of the pregnant woman who lifted herself out of her young slit. She stroked this pearl and then got a voluptuous reaction from her milk mare. The elf's smile widened. This large, delicate being trembled in his bonds. Again and again the delicate elf fingers circled the sensitive curvature to move to the narrow entrance of the blue-skinned mare, following the column.
Her large milk breasts wobbled in time with pleasure and the elf could clearly feel the lining that was in the body of the milk mare at her crevice. Whenever she dipped her fingers lightly into the volley, the girl pressed her pelvis towards her. Yes, number 14 had deteriorated into a real animal. The once proud young woman no longer existed. She asked to satisfy her lust. She wanted to touch her and Ravijel granted her.
The elven milk girl interrupted the milking of her breasts a little and set the goblet to the ground. She licked her tongue over the already milked nipple and tasted the precious nectar. She whispered quietly into the mare's ear: „ Your milk will serve as an elixir in your mother's insemination today. Do you want to be there? “
„ Milhhhhmmm “, number 14 came up when Ravijel simultaneously pressed her fingertips into the girl's horny vulva. She felt the narrow channel that lay like warm skin around her delicate elf limbs. She felt the excited twitching of her vagina. She was damp, literally dripped with undisguised lust. Her blue milk breasts twitched excitedly in the tight play of her milking frame.
The elf's tongue played around her victim's stiff milk teat with pleasure. In the past few weeks, since the demons took control of the milk farm, she has enjoyed these lonely moments with her milk mares more and more. Neither the Sukkubus Finyra, with her whip and her diabolical lust, she tortured at this work, nor the little demon Wyrn, who loved to wait for her and fuck her ass with his relatively huge limb.
The thought of the lust demon let a shiver drive through her delicate body. Almost like a child, she started sucking her victim's nipple as her fingers penetrated deeper into the damp grotto. Her own column also shone wet in the light of the torch. The brackets, which had been pressed deep into their labia between their slender thighs in the past few weeks, made the elf react particularly sensitively. Each twitching of their own vulva hurt and excited them at the same time. She also excited the brackets on her own stiff nipples more than it hurt her.
With hasty movements, Ravijel introduced her fingers into the hot cunt of the milk mare. In thought it was her own pleasure grotto, which willingly squeezed around the fine limbs of her fingers. Since she was defamed by the bull who had brutally desecrated her, she has been thinking more and more about how it would feel, to be fucked in their healed grotto in the normal way. She sighed lightly and wished Wyrn's tail in her, but the demon only rammed his limb in her tight ass.
The Draenei breathed rhythmically in her frame. Her plump milk tits rocked her violet fuck meat every time the elf was pushed. She stammered her lust more and more excessively in the leather gag, on the edges of which her pleasure sabber dripped from her mouth. Her sharp teeth, which testified to the demonic descent of the milk mare, dug deep into the damp leather ball. Lustnektar dripped from her cunt onto the stable floor.
The taste of breast milk excited Ravijel more and more and greedily sucked her mare's teat. The brackets on her shame and her own tits slowly but into a frenzy. She sucked on the udder faster and faster, the girl fucked her cunt faster and faster until she finally began to twitch violently. The elf could feel the ecstatic lust that chased through the willing body. She almost exploded as the demanding lips wrapped around her finger as if the girl wanted to milk her fingers with her cunt.
The elf bit her nipple and sucked almost desperately as if she were to transfer the lust from the girl's body to her own. Longingly, she sucked out the precious milk from the trembling body of the pregnant woman. Ravijel's whole hand was damp from the photocut and the smell of her lust almost anesthetized the senses of the elven blonde.
It took a few moments for her to get a clear thought again. She reluctantly took her lips from the delicate teat and put her fingers, still wet with the mucus, around the other, well-formed, plump chest. She hesitantly took the golden goblet again and put it on the mammary glands.
The milking started again. While the body of the blue-skinned demon girl was slowly recovering, Ravijel again stroked breast milk from her body. She willingly indulged in the touches of the elf and so she was soon able to fill the vessel for her master.
***
Finyra led number 13 on a chain that was connected to her collar. They looked like unequal sisters. The Sukkubus and the Draenei. Both with horns and hooves, both with bluish skin. Mighty fires lit up Kruhl's newly created throne room, deep below the property. The granite had been reshaped by the demons.
Two devil guards stood at the entrance to this diabolical dungeon. At her side was a devil dog waiting to pounce on every hidden intruder.
Kruhl, the terrifying lord sat on his throne. His eyes fell on the blonde blutelfe at his feet. She knelt in a humble position and offered him to the chalice. He reached for it and took an excessive sip of the valuable liquid. He sucked breast milk into his throat like a drug. That's exactly what it was for him. Intoxicated by the female juice, he groaned. His huge limb lay unveiled between his legs.
He carelessly threw away the golden cup and looked again at Ravijel. She immediately understood and reached for his genital with her tender elf fingers. She stroked his dark red sack and felt the mighty seed that was born in there. Her fingertips trembled at the diabolical power that the horned man radiated. Her nipples stiffened and her shame worked again against the golden brackets.
„ Prepare them! “, He ordered the succubus that brought the prisoners to the sacrificial altar. Number 13 could be passed on to them without resistance. Like her daughter's will, hers had been broken. It was just a willless piece of meat. On her hooves she followed the chain's train.
The stone altar shone black. Here and there the flames caught on its smooth surface. The naked Draenei groaned when the Sukkubus pressed her naked body onto the stone. Her wrists were placed in gold chains and fixed. Their hooves were also tied to their thighs with chains before these chains were also fixed on the altar.
Ravijel had started to lick her master's huge limb with her tongue. In their hands it quickly became as huge as the link of the Tauren. Fear played in her eyes, but the slave dared not say anything. Again and again her tip of the tongue stroked along the huge shaft and the demon put his claw on her neck.
A shiver drove through her body. The fear that he could force her to put the huge link in his mouth built up. But even if, what should she do? The demon lord was superior to her in every way. She could only serve, everything else would mean her death. So she served and kissed his fiery glans. He smiled and with a jerk he actually pressed his tip into her petite elf mouth.
He grabbed her by her blonde crest and pressed his lance deep into her neck with quick bumps. Ravijel had to choke but she couldn't escape him. Her throat was brutally widened and her air was gone. Tears shot into her eyes, which almost swollen from the caves. Saliva drooled out of her mouth while the Lord fucked his slave into it.
The lustful looks of the Sukkubus stuck to Ravijel's abused body. She stroked the Draenei lying on the sacrificial altar, which had led her to her master insemination, but the interest was now in the blood elf, who had to indulge in the bumps of the horror lord. The erotic demon now stroked her own body, even if she really wanted Ravijel's body. She kissed her own shame with her fingertips and sighed. The other hand had laid on the victim's labia and fingered them with light bumps, so that they too moaned slightly.
Kruhl had not missed this spectacle, but the Sukkubus hardly appealed to him as much as the mortals, whom he almost fucked in her throat for insanity. When Ravijel's body slowly went limp, he removed his tail from her and carelessly threw her body to the ground. The elf gasped and then lay there. She wrestled with a wheezing as the demon lord rose. He climbed on his mighty hooves and overcame the path to the Draenei, helplessly tied to the stone, with just a few steps.
„ I pregnant your daughter! “, he said to her and his voice filled the room. „ Now I'm going to make you pregnant. Your body is mature and soon you will produce large amounts of milk again. I show you this grace so that you have one more use of worldless piece. “
„ Thank you! “, number 13 whimpered in the language of the demonic Eredar. Her mind was no longer a suitor. She was just a willing milk mare and so she didn't think about it anymore, what he said. He would pregnant her with his demonic seeds and she would continue to be milked. That was all she understood, even if she didn't even know her own name anymore. She was number 13 and she was inseminated.
Kruhl held his damp rod directly to the fick column prepared by the Sukkubus. With a single push, he split the purple labia and rammed his demonic flesh into her stomach. Number 13 cried out loud. The woman wrapped herself in her golden bonds. Then the demon pulled his link out of her again, but only to penetrate deep into her again. The claw hands caressed their female curves and scratched their bluish skin.
The claws dug into her tits and the woman now screams in pain. Drops of her breast milk swollen from her dark blue nipples. The Lord laughed and fucked her further. Ever deeper until his mighty phallus hit her cervix. Yes, he wanted to pregnant her and he would. Ravijel, who was still wheezing on the floor, had already driven his desire to the maximum and it would not be long before, until he flooded her body with his demonic seeds.
Finyra leaned over the woman and licked the white breast milk from her stiff nipples, while the demon continued to brutally kill her. Her hand lay again between the thighs of the tied victim. They stroked the swollen clit of the milk mare and let their demonic seductive powers affect him.
The shadow magic seized the Draenei and she could not help feeling lust during this brutal rape of her body. The Sukkubus skillfully modulated their movements. Her magical kisses drove the desecrated woman further, so that she soon gave only helpless sounds of pleasure, which were combined with the greedy wheezing of the Lord.
Number 13 literally barked its orgasm into the stone hall, while the demon buried its seeds deep in its belly. The hot sperm rolled deep into the belly of the milk mare and merged with her fertile body. She shrieked and bent in her gold shackles. Her stomach seemed to be arched under the huge amount of male semen. The lance of the horror lord continued to pulsed in its torn vulva. More and more seeds filled her fragile, female body.
When Kruhl let go of her, Ravijel could see the wide opening hole in the Draenei. The cunt was still pulsating through the magically induced climax and part of the seeds dripped onto the altar together with its photocutum. Where it touched the black stone, seems to be blooming and the blood elf could feel the incredible energy that swept through the room. Her eyes lit up greenish.
„ Come here, slave and clean me. “
Kruhl's voice echoed through her mind and Ravijel immediately followed her. While the demon had found a place on his throne, she came to him and was the first to lick his limb smeared with sperm and pleasure mucus.
She obediently cleaned him while the Sukkubus removed the freshly pregnant woman from the hall. Soon she would deliver a large amount of fresh breast milk that the demons loved so longingly. But not just the demons. Ravijel had also found taste in this juice. His special magic made her feel like it and she got very wet every time she tasted it.
The taste of Kruhl's sperm intoxicated the elf. She felt incredibly intimate with her master. She gently licked the juice from his penis tip and Ravijel was now drooling with pleasure. The stimulating effect of the dark juices clouded the spirit of the elven slave. She was no longer afraid of her master's mighty phallus when he straightened up again to his full size.
Kruhl stroked his slave through her fine, blonde hair and looked into her greenish eyes. He liked the delicate creature and lifted it up. She willingly opened her thighs to him and he led his lance to her labia, which had been carried through the clips for weeks.
Ravijel bit her lips when she felt the tip of his limb at her narrow gate, but she was still drunk with his juice. So she settled down and the huge genital slowly pushed into her narrow pleasure grotto. The blood elf gasped and the Lord groaned well too.
The horned man, almost twice as tall, impaled the girl with an unnatural lightness. His demonic lance adapted to her narrow body and pressed deep into her stomach. Ravijel suddenly felt an unknown pleasure. The demon fucked her in this strange, erotic way and drove all her thinking out of her body.
She was no longer a slave, she was no longer a servant. She was just a willing piece of meat, which rubbed on the gigantic lance of the Lord with unimagined lightness. They put his claw hands in a cradle of pleasure.
She screamed and whimpered with ecstatic lust. She begged for an orgasm. She begged for his orgasm. She wanted to feel him deep inside, now she wanted to be inseminated by him. She wanted to belong to him, not only through coercion, but through the unholy bond of love. Ravijel nestled against him as he paled her up with every push.
The elf surrendered to the demon lord with an unprecedented passion and so soon her body seemed to shake under the first climax. The demon's shadow magic played this pleasure in her and held her captive in it. So this first climax soon became the second and third. Her body was just a source of pleasure that swung from one orgasm to the next.
She felt his diabolical masculinity squeeze against her uterus. She felt him take possession of her body. His seed is victorious and she would give birth to his child. Not as a slave but as a vessel of his power. It would be special. She felt him make her his wife the moment his seed exploded in her stomach. She felt the fertilization of a single egg cell that had only grown her ovary for him. She felt the new life in her stomach. Then a last orgasm collapsed over her. No, it was not an orgasm, it was the union of all orgasms that had united in their delicate bodies. Then the curtain closed around her mind and tore her away from this world.
Her unconscious body nestled on his limp. Her breath became calm. He too was now breathing calmly and his lance was still resting in her. The demon lord put his wings around his newborn princess on shooters.
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