**DISCLAIMER: All characters in this work are fictional and are of legal age. This work involves rape and non-consensual triggers. Please enjoy responsibly.**
**Author’s Note**:
Hi there! My name is LittleCopperRobot. You can call me LCR if you want. I find myself wanting to write erotic fiction. This following piece is something that I wanted to see if others would enjoy. I’m new to posting my work so please be kind to me, and please let me know if you would like to see more written in this style. I’m trying to find my voice as a writer, along with whether or not people like it when I speak. Please enjoy this work in progress:
#March High at Midnight
##Section I: Predicament of Selena / Suidae in Milwalk
###Dakora’s Guidebook:
– Suidae – The race of proud humanoid pigs.The Suidae people boast significant physical strength making them excellent workers. The military of the Suidae is imperialized and unyielding. It is thought that their prowess as warriors lead them to maintain one of the largest territories, second only to Human beings.
– Elven Parlor – Brothels in which Elves are enslaved by Human beings as sexual servants. By many accounts the practice of Elven sexual enslavement began near the beginning of the 12th century as a representation of total domination of the Elven race by Humans. The war that preceded Elven enslavement is known to many of course as “The Great Missing Hunger”
##Human County of Milwalk
##1728 H.R.
*“Cesta…I’m…alive”*
The words fell from her mouth, echoed, and dissolved into fog against the bitter cold air in the room.
The elf woman stood bound through a wooden crossbeam suspended by chains. It was essentially two long planks of hardwood tightly joined with metal brackets. It made for a barbaric and effective means of containing Selena. In front of her a male figure disappeared behind a curtain that hung in a doorframe.
She had been strung up nude with the hardware. Her skin was naturally a pigment of pale blue. Where blood-flow increased, such as in her lips, the blue became a dark, richer shade. The spots of indigo decorated her naked body which was now contracted in a recoiling position against the ambient temperature of the room. From her head grew vibrant red hair that appeared darker near its roots. The strands of Selena’s hair were currently in a frizzy, breaking mess. Her figure was average and generously pear shaped, albeit being covered in scuffs, dirt, and displaying signs of malnutrition.
The wooden beam held her arms forwards in-line with her head and raised her bottom slightly. Her buttocks was covered in small scratch-like bruises. Evidence of being caned repeatedly. The forward stance pulled her breasts towards the cluttered concrete floor.
*“Ugh!”* Selena spat on the floor. The chains jostled as she did so. She hung her mouth open and let the saliva drip onto the floor.
She had just been used again. One of the men had taken a liking to using her mouth frequently throughout the day. He’d always enter with his face concealed by a long roll of cloth, mining helmet or otherwise, then he would enter her mouth and thrust until his cum dripped from the corners of Selena’s lips. Afterwards, just like that: he’d leave. She imagined it was one of the men working in the kitchen. He wore an apron and Selena could smell the grease as the front of his stomach made contact with her forehead as he pumped in and out of her mouth.
*“I ought to bite your cock off next time…”*
She muttered and pursed her lips to one side letting a last strand of the man’s load fall to the floor. The floor which at this point might as well have been paved in imbeciles’ seed.
Selena had been raped at least 2,212 times as kept by a record book on a sturdy shelf near the door. It had been established to keep track of her value as a sexual slave on the elven marketplace. She knew that this number was slightly off, due to various workers sneaking into the back of the parlor and having their way with her. After-all, why keep track of your abusing amenities.
To humans, elves were in fact perfect sexual servants. Their alluring variety of figures and colors, along with their superior endurance, and resistance to human disease made them particularly more appealing than enslaving their own people. They didn’t age either. At least not physically. Most elves on the marketplace had been resold multiple times. Selena herself was nearly 700 years old, and had been rehoused several times already. Her body was still quite healthy and bounced back quickly despite as much.
It was quite obvious to Selena and the majority of elves that nature had revealed human beings as being naturally evil. They took all they wanted.Then they took more than that. They entitled themselves to be rightful owners of the land and if given the chance, all the other races would be reduced to slavery as well. Luckily, the other races were stronger and stockier ones. Centuries of war had proven the other races as close to equal. They were permitted to travel and be free by humans. Suidae, Canis, even Felidae people sometimes appeared throughout the human claimed counties, and they certainly found their way into the odd sex parlor. In fact, Selena even recalled at one point being anally penetrated by a Suidae visiting the parlor.
The Suidae must have been highly regarded as the parlor keeper had specifically instructed that Selena be clean and her hair be braided into a long strand for the pig to grab hold of during the act. He arrived in the morning and quickly grew fond of Selena’s soft looks. She stood in the usual room; nude except for a pair of iron cuffs. The Suidae asked for her to be unbound and bent over something soft. Soon the parlor men brought in a hay bale. That displeased the Suidae. He shouted and grunted at the men:
*“Bring her something of value to kneel over. Elven rear-pussy is wasted on you. I am not an animal that lays in a barn.”*
The parlor workers didn’t protest.They disappeared for a few moments and then carried in an antique upholstered sofa with leather cushions. It had obviously been taken from one of the luxury front-rooms. They then began to unbind Selena. They were extremely careful doing so. One man turned the key in each lock whilst the other pointed a metal plated flintlock pistol held at waist level. It was mostly a precaution. Elves weren’t a strong race at all. They were however cunning and possessed a deceivingly quiet intellect. The Suidae waited patiently, looking closely as Selena became completely unchained. She stared back into the traveler’s beady eyes.
He was dressed in a light cloth garb. On his torso were two wide lengths of cloth dyed blue and yellow forming a vest. The cloth was tucked into a loose fitting pair of canvas cloth shorts. The creature was portly and stood slightly bent forwards. His body was covered in coarse brown hair that began to thin at the tip of a short snout. A thicker ridge of dark hair lined the ridge of his back. Selena was captivated by the visitor. Particularly by his intimidating facial features. From his jawline there were twin tusks that jutted out at different angles. Resting on top of his head were two flat ears that twitched and flexed while the Suidae was speaking.
Selena had been distracted for a brief moment. She remembered the act that had seemingly been arranged for the Suidae.
*“Rear-pussy…is a nice way to put it.”* thought Selena.
And how interesting she thought: that he had requested she be comfortable for the ordeal. Selena stood with her hands together respectfully as the parlor men stepped away.
*“You can leave now. If she tried anything I could break her arms with little resistance.”* grunted the Suidae.
As such they left, letting the curtains fall to conceal the doorway.
*“There my dear. Now rest forwards on what they brought.”*
Selena paused but quickly began to walk over towards the sofa.
*“Don’t worry.” He said undoing the cloth wrap across his chest.*
*“I’ve found the backsides of elves…and humans for that matter…to be quite yielding to Suidae cocks.”*
Selena timidly positioned herself across the back of the sofa pointer her ass towards the creature. She gripped the frame tightly as she pulled her breasts flush against the lining. The Suidae now dropped his shorts to the floor and moved forwards toward her. She peeked backward from the sofa. Between the pig’s stocky legs was a thick winding member. It’s girth was slightly larger at the base than a human man’s penis and it winded in a sort of corkscrew like manner towards the tip where it became thinner. The cock was long and hung limp like a wetted rope. It was dripping now with copious amounts of clear seminal fluid. As the Suidae moved forwards to meet her, he left a trail of thin, runny seed on the floor of the room. Selena started to smell the beast when he was directly behind her. He seemed to produced a bitter odor. It smelled akin to mud-soaked grass or forest moss.
His hot breath flattened against her back now. She felt him place the wet cock on her back. The warm member bridged the length of her lower back and terminated back into him at the indentation that lead to her buttocks. Warm drops of his fluid began to drip into the crevice, and the Suidae started to rub and flex his cock in place on her back. Before long, the fluid had coated her back; her ass had become a well for it. The Suidae rubbed his cock vertically between her buttocks with ease now. The cum was runny and slicker than anything she had felt before. It seemed unwilling to dissipate or be rubbed away with friction. Soon he pushed deeper and the shaft of his penis slid up and down across her anal ring. The liquid dripped farther down running over the indigo folds of her labia and wetting her thighs.
**To be continued…**
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k9yvgl/predicament_of_selena_a_suidae_in_milwalk
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I liked the writing style and attention to detail. I’d be interested to know more about the cat and dog people too. Thanks for sharing this with us. :)