The grand hall of your lavish mansion is silent, save for the faint clinking of chains. Before you, two elven sisters kneel, bound by slave collars and shackles that glisten under the dim candlelight. Celestia, the elder, keeps her gaze lowered, her expression unreadable, yet the tension in her shoulders betrays her discomfort. Even now, she carries herself with the quiet dignity of the queen she once was. Beside her, Sylvaine is the complete opposite—her crimson eyes lock onto yours with defiance, her jaw set, her mind clearly racing as she searches for an escape. One look is all it takes to see that this one is trouble. But no matter how different they are, their fate is the same. Right now, you can do anything you wish with them.
"Good morning, you must be... Celestia and Sylvaine, right?" I ask, leaning down to them to observe them better "Guards, you can go"
Celestia glances up at you warily, her expression unreadable. "Good morning, Lord Eldric," she says softly, using your title as if it might grant her some measure of respect. Sylvaine, on the other hand, snorts derisively and looks away, her cheeks flushing with anger. The guards who were standing watch over them exchange glances before finally leaving the hall, their footsteps echoing down the marble corridor as they depart.
"Good morning to you girls too. As you can see, I'm not entirely human, and that makes me, like you, a slightly... inferior race... to the average human..." I say, grabbing some better clothings from a drawer "While legally you're both slaves, I managed to thrive... But I want you to also feel at home." I add, handing to Sylvaine the keys to her chain and the clothing
Celestia watches as you hand Sylvaine the keys to her shackles, her brow furrowing slightly in confusion. She glances down at her own chains, then back up to you, unsure of what you're getting at. "Thank you for your kindness, Lord Eldric," she says softly, accepting the clothing from one of the guards who had departed moments ago.
"The clothing they had were too revealing... You must now, dear girls, felines are quite easy to tease..." Says, before walking towards the kitchen "I've made for you breakfast*
Sylvaine studies the keys in her hand, then looks up at you with narrowed eyes. She glances over to where the guards were standing and sees that they've really gone this time. Her posture relaxes slightly as she rises gracefully to her feet, tossing aside the chains that held her down. They clatter noisily on the stone floor before coming to rest at your feet. She regards you warily from beneath her lashes, still unsure of what game you might be playing.
Celestia stands up as well, more slowly than her sister, looking at you with curiosity but also caution. "Thank you again for your consideration," she says quietly, carefully folding the clothes over her arm. As Sylvaine moves away from their shared chains, Celestia glances at them before quickly avertting her gaze and following after her sister.
Their steps are silent as they trail behind you into the kitchen, both women acutely aware of the power dynamics at play here.
"Grab anything you want girls. I'll finish with some paperwork then I'll be right with you" I say, before writing some things in papers
Inside the kitchen, there is an abundance of food laid out on the table—fresh fruit, warm bread, cheese, and even a small pot of honey. The two sisters exchange glances as they take in their surroundings, both of them still unsure of what to make of this situation.
Sylvaine's gaze drifts back to the chains that had bound her mere moments ago before she shakes her head and focuses on the food instead. She helps herself to a large slice of bread slathered with honey, then sits down at the table, her back straight as a board. Her eyes narrow as she watches you work on your paperwork across the room.
Celestia hesitates for a moment longer before reaching out to take some fruit and cheese from the table. As she sits down beside her sister, she glances over at you again, still unsure of how far she can push things. Her stomach rumbles audibly, reminding her that she hasn't eaten since yesterday, but something inside her refuses to let go of that lingering sense of duty and responsibility.
The sound of your pen scratching across the paper fills the silence as you work on whatever it is that has your attention. The tension in the room seems to build with each passing second, both elven sisters growing increasingly uncomfortable with this new reality they find themselves in.
"I've finished" I say, sitting down across the table "Do you have any questions?"
Celestia glances up at you warily, her expression cautious but polite. "What... what are your intentions toward us, Lord Eldric?" she asks softly, her voice trembling slightly despite her attempt to remain calm. "Do you intend to keep us here as..." Her voice trails off, unable to bring herself to say the word 'slaves'.
"What other options do I have? You're war slaves, if you're recognized as escaped everyone is allowed to kill you. Here, you have my protection." I say sadly, looking down in embarrassment
Sylvaine snorts derisively at your words, her eyes flashing with anger. "Protection?" she spits. "You call this protection? Chaining us up like animals and calling it a favor? I'd rather die fighting than live like this!" Her hands clench into fists as she glares defiantly at you across the table, her body tense with barely controlled rage.
"I'm sorry, but you have taken off your chains... What more can I do? You both look like you've been beaten up... Do you girls need a bath?"
The mention of a bath causes Celestia to blush deeply, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She looks down at herself, realizing that she hasn't bathed properly in days due to their captivity and the long journey here. "T-that would be... appreciated," she stammers quietly, averting her gaze from both you and Sylvaine.
Sylvaine scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, sure, whatever," she mutters under her breath, not meeting your gaze.
"It's upstairs. What clothes would you like to wear? Fortunately I got a range variety of those!"
The two sisters exchange glances as they consider their options. Celestia hesitates, unsure if she should accept the offer of a bath and new clothes. She looks down at her own tattered clothing, stained with blood and dirt from their journey, and realizes that it would be foolish not to take advantage of this opportunity to clean herself up.
"I-if it wouldn't be too much trouble," she says finally, "we could both use some fresh clothes."
Of course! I'll go and get them. Feel free to stay in bath as long as you like!
Sylvaine raises an eyebrow at this offer, but says nothing. She stands up from the table and crosses her arms over her chest, watching you carefully as you get to your feet. "What do you expect us to do while we wait for our new wardrobe?" she asks sharply, the sarcasm in her voice unmistakable.
Celestia glances at her sister before turning back to you with a small smile. "
We can help around the house if you need us to," she offers tentatively, her voice gentle but firm. She doesn't want to appear weak or overly accommodating in front of Sylviaine, but at the same time, she recognizes that serving their captor in some small way might be preferable to doing nothing.
Sylvaine scoffs again, rolling her eyes. "Fine," she mutters under her breath, following after you as you lead the way upstairs.
"Oh don't worry, I've been cleaning this house since I discovered I'd have important elves in my home! Feel free to explore, even go into my library or ask me anything!"
Celestia nods politely, her expression still cautious as she follows you up the stairs. "Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Eldric," she says quietly. She glances over at Sylviaine, who is already poking through some of the books in the library, and frowns slightly.
"Perhaps we should help you with whatever tasks you have for us," Celestia suggests, stepping into the library to join her sister. "That way we can show our gratitude and also learn more about your culture."
"Unfortunately, I'm a money and books guy, the only thing my race can do... And something else..." Blushes slightly, looking downwards
Sylviaine looks up from where she was still examining a book, her eyebrow raised. "Something else?" she asks curiously, her voice laced with suspicion. "Well, I've... always been interested in art, painting," Alex says sheepishly. "I don't suppose you two are any good at that sort of thing, are you?" he asks hopefully.
"A-and... I have a sexual addiction... Sorry... I'll try to contain myself, I promise!..."
Sylviaine snorts derisively at your admission, but there's a gleam in her eye that suggests she might be somewhat intrigued by the idea of painting. "I'm not bad," she says cautiously, setting aside the book she was holding. "If you have any paints or canvas, I could give it a try."
Celestia looks surprised by Sylviaine's offer but doesn't object. In truth, she has always found art to be soothing and therapeutic herself.
"Sure, I'll go get the necessary stuff!" Says, before heading off the upper floor
The two sisters exchange glances as they wait for Alex to return with the painting supplies. Sylviaine can't help but feel a small spark of excitement at the thought of creating something beautiful again. Celestia, on the other hand, is more cautious and reserved, unsure if it's wise to trust their captor even in this seemingly innocent endeavor.
As Alex returns with paints, brushes, and a canvas, he hands them over to Sylviaine with a smile. "Thank you,"
"Anything you want, dear"
Celestia nods politely as she takes a step back to give her sister some space. Watching Sylviaine begin to work on the painting, she can't help but feel a sense of pride in her sister's skill and determination. Despite their circumstances, Sylviaine refuses to let anything hold her back from creating beauty.
The afternoon passes quietly as Alex leaves them alone to paint. He occasionally offers suggestions or comments on their work, but for the most part he seems content to observe from a distance.
I go to my room, and when the girls are distracted, begin to masturbate on the bed "Fuck... this is getting out of hand..."
Sylviaine doesn't notice Alex leaving the room as she becomes completely absorbed in her work. The brush moves fluidly across the canvas, bringing forth vibrant colors and intricate lines that seem to dance before her eyes. She loses track of time, losing herself in the creative process.
Celestia, on the other hand, is more aware of their surroundings. When she hears Alex leave the room, she glances over at him thoughtfully before looking away again.
Keeps masturbating, until I pull out a dildo and begin riding it, but keeping my moans down
Celestia: Looks up from where she was observing Sylvaine's painting, a frown creasing her brow as she notices Alex's movements from the corner of her eye.
Sylvaine: Continues to focus intently on her painting, her mind lost in the world of colors and shapes.
Celestia: Standing slowly, she approaches Alex's closed door, hesitating for a moment before knocking gently. "Lord Eldric," she says softly, her voice barely audible. "
"Yes?" I ask, putting the dildo away and covering myself with the covers "What do you need?"
"Is everything alright? You seemed to have left rather suddenly." Celestia's gaze flickers towards the door, then back to the floor, unsure if she should pry into his personal affairs.
"Oh... It's nothing... Just old habits..." Says, remembering my past "It's just a thing from the past..."
The two sisters exchange a glance, their expressions both concerned and curious. Sylviaine looks up from her painting, her eyes scanning the room for any signs of distress or discomfort. Celestia, instead of reacting immediately, keeps her distance but her curiosity is piqued.
As they continue their conversation, Alex seems to be drifting off into sleep, his body still covered in the sheets. The silence between them is filled with the soft sounds of their interactions and the quiet moments that reveal their shared experiences.
"I-i was a slave too..." Admits with low voice, so that only Celestia can hear me "We felines are preferred for sex slavery commerce..."
"Would you like to talk about it?" Celestia asks softly, her voice laced with sympathy as she notices your troubled expression.
Sylvaine remains silent, but her eyes narrow slightly at this revelation. She has always suspected something dark lay hidden beneath Lord Eldric's surface charm and hospitality.
"I mean... time to time I have to get the stress off me. The old life does make my body needy..."
Celestia: Nods slowly, her gaze dropping to the floor in understanding. "I see," she murmurs. "Thank you for sharing that with us."
Sylvaine: Leans back against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest as she regards Alex thoughtfully. "Is there anything we can do to help?" Her tone is cautious, but not unkind.
"I won't force you... But sometimes if anyone wants to engage with me... I'll be only happy to indulge..." Blushes heavily, covering my face with the blankets
Celestia: Eyes widen slightly at the unexpected proposition, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "I... I'm not sure..."
Sylvaine: Chuckles softly, shaking her head. "Oh, Celie. You know this is inevitable." She turns towards Alex, her eyes glinting with mischief and desire. "We may as well embrace it."
"A-are you sure? I'll do anything you want!" Exclaims, looking excitedly towards Sylvaine
The room feels charged with tension as Sylviaine steps closer to the bed, her eyes locked onto Alex’s form beneath the sheets. She reaches out, her fingers tracing the outline of his shoulder through the fabric.
"It's been too long since I've felt a man," she murmurs, her voice low and husky. "And after all you've done for us... it seems only fair."
Celestia watches from the doorway, her breath catching in her throat as Sylviaine pulls back the covers slowly, revealing more of Alex's body.
"I-i... Thank you, Sylviaine... I've had any type of experience, if you need something, it's in the closet..."
The silence that follows is heavy with anticipation, as Celestia steps fully into the room, her gaze fixed on the scene unfolding before her.
Sylviaine: Smiles slyly, taking hold of Alex's hand and pulling him up from the bed. "Let's see what treasures you have hidden away for us," she purrs, leading him towards the closet.
Celestia: Remains by the door, watching them disappear into the closet, her mind racing with thoughts and desires. The air thickens with expectation as they embark on their shared adventure.
"I-i see you very dominant today... Behind the pants there's a pegging strap equipment if you want" Whispers in Sylviaine's ear, before hiding in the closet with her "Your sister shouldn't be able to see or hear us here..."
Sylvaine: Chuckles softly, her warm breath caressing Alex's ear as she nuzzles into his neck. "Oh, but I think Celie will enjoy this little show," she whispers back, her voice dripping with confidence and desire.
As Sylviaine reaches for the pegging strap equipment, Celestia's eyes remain fixed on the closet door, her heart pounding in her chest. She can almost hear the soft rustling of clothing, the muffled moans and gasps that filter out from within.
After some time, Alex comes out, with his mouth blocked by a big gag ball. Soon after, Sylviaine follows, dragging the catboy onto the bed
Sylvaine: She straddles Alex's prone form, pinning him down effortlessly despite his struggles against the gag ball. "Now then," she purrs, reaching between her legs to guide Alex's throbbing erection into position.
Celestia watches in rapt fascination as Sylviaine begins to ride Alex, her hips moving languidly at first before picking up speed. The sight sends shivers down Celestia's spine, awakening desires she had long suppressed.
Celestia bites her lip, her gaze drifting lower to watch the mesmerizing scene unfold before her. Her fingers tremble, finding their way to the folds between her thighs as she touches herself, mirroring Sylviane's movements. Her moan is barely audible beneath the increasing crescendo of moans and the slapping sounds from the bed.
Sylvaine's face contorts with pleasure, sweat glistening on her skin as she nears her climax.
Celestia: Her hands move faster, her breath coming in sharp pants as she approaches her own orgasm, driven by the sight before her.
Sylvaine cries out in ecstasy, her body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She collapses forward, panting heavily as she rides out the aftershocks.
Alex remains still, his eyes half-lidded and glazed with satisfaction, his chest heaving as he struggles to catch his breath around the gag ball.
Slowly cums in Syilviane... before collapsing completely on the bed
Sylvaine: "Oh, Alex..." she gasps, falling forward onto him and pressing a passionate kiss against his cheek. "You were amazing."
She turns to look at Celestia, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Your turn."
Celestia hesitates for a moment, uncertainty flickering across her features. But then, emboldened by what she has witnessed, she steps forward, closing the distance between them.
"You want me?" she asks softly, reaching out to trail her fingers along Sylviaine's sweat-dampened hair.
Sylvaine nods eagerly, turning towards Celestia with desire blazing in her eyes. The sisters' lips meet in a heated kiss, their tongues entwining as they explore each other's mouths passionately.
Their kiss deepens, becoming more urgent as they begin to undress each other. Soon enough, they are naked, their bodies pressed tightly together in an erotic tangle of limbs. Celestia grips Sylvaine's hips, guiding her down onto her waiting erection.
"Goddess," Sylvaine moans, her body arching into the penetration. She looks up at Celestia, her eyes filled with lustful desire. "Take me."
I get up slowly and push my cock against Sylviaine's hips while moaning against he gag
Celestia begins to move, setting a rhythm that rocks them both, her gaze locked on Sylvaine's face as it contorts with pleasure. She loses herself in the sensation, the sight of her sister writhing beneath her driving her higher and higher. Her own orgasm builds, a tidal wave gathering momentum.
As they climax together, their cries intertwine, filling the room as they collapse in a tangled heap.
Afterwards, Alex is released from his restraints, greeted by Celestia with a grateful smile.
"Thank you girls! I neede that... Sometimes I still wish I was a slave..." Closes my thighs, covering an already hardening cock
Sylvaine smirks, crawling over to Alex and planting a gentle kiss on his lips before whispering, "We'll have to discuss those fantasies sometime, won't we?"
Celestia nods, her eyes softening with understanding. "Of course, Alex. We're here for you."
Together, the three share a tender moment, basking in the afterglow of their shared pleasure before the reality of the world outside their little sanctuary begins to intrude once more.