A Dark Elf Titjob (Titjob, Dark Elf, Femdom)

I was ankle-cuffed to a large and soft bed, and left alone with my erection. The room was clearly done to Dark Elf sensibilities. There was nothing masculine in this room, but there was nothing precisely feminine, either. There were no windows; this room was in the middle of the keep. Instead of a window, there was a rug over a locked hatch, and a bookshelf which, by the massive deadbolt going through one book, was clearly a secret passage. Dark Elves believed in multipled escape routes, and no windows for an assassin to climb through.

The room was gothic in its aesthetic, with furniture of dark black jagged spikes, and mirrors where one would expect photos, or portraits to be. It was like one of the obsidian rooms in Orthanc, if Saruman had liked ceramic cats and pink flowers.

I waited in this room, resting on the comfy bed, looking at the heavy wrought chain which led from a metal clasp around my ankle to a large iron circle, attached to a post on the bed. I realized that the Queen had built her bed with dominating a man in mind. I wondered at how many years she must have waited to find a man to fill it, and swallowed as I realized that it was me.

Despite my excitement at this thought, I found myself relaxing as my arousal subsided. As time went on, and the bed began to feel softer and softer, I decided to shut my eyes for a moment. I was, after all, rather tired from my battle with Cancerino…

“Asleep, are we?!” A high pitched, aristocratic voice announced.

I opened my eyes to see Alestrial, staring down at my naked body, her arms folded and her nose scrunched up in the most adorable fashion. She took her finger and flicked at my flaccid penis, making it wobble and sending a little thrill up my body.

“And here I thought you were excited to see me,” she said with affected hurt.

“S-sorry, My Queen,” I said. “I was tired from my fight with Cancerino…”

“Blah blah blah. You had to lay here and wait a whole twenty minutes for me to come downstairs,” Alestrial said. “But being a boy, you fell asleep. I see I shall have to get you back into the mood.”

Her dress fell away, and I saw the naked body of my Queen, a full frontal view. My mistress, my new owner, the Dark Elf who had claimed my heart with her mere gaze. Her body was flawless. Her skin was without blemish, her figure was perfect. Her hips and breasts were fulsome, and she was the most beautiful creature that I had ever seen.

She smiled when she saw the hunger in my eyes, and began to sway her hips from side to side, as she ran her hands along her body. She said nothing with her voice, but her eyes and smile said everything. I was ensorcelled by her tremendous beauty, and she knew it.

She licked her lips, and leaned down over my penis, her red eyes glittering in the dark. She winked at me, and I the traces of a smirk on her severe, aristocratic face. Her hot breath fell upon my penis, making me twitch.

She stared at my cock a moment, savoring the power of her breath over me. “I bet you think you were the master of me upstairs…” she whispered. “But I’m going to show you who is really in charge. I am going to break your mind, slave. You will not have a single thought in your head that doesn’t revolve around me, when I’m done with you.”

Her words alone were enough to make me harden, but as I watched her thick, full lips hover just above my cock, I became turgid. I was so, so eager to feel her lips just come down ever so small an amount, to press them against my shaft, and let my penis savor the feeling of those big, dark, full lips.

I whimpered, and Alestrial smiled at me triumphantly, revealing her white teeth in contrast to her dark skin. She laughed haughtily, and worked her way up my naked body before resting on her elbow. She traced her finger on my chest and stomach, making me tense, and even tickling me a little.

My manhood was hard again, and I felt tortured by the beautiful Dark Elf Queen’s teasing attention.

“My…my Queen…”

“Yes, I imagine this must be torture for you,” she said. “To be a slave in the presence of so much Dark Elf beauty…” She thrust her breasts forward. “To be so, so close to these perfect, spherical breasts…”

“Alestrial…” I rasped, and overcome by the proximity of her perfect Dark Elf mammaries, I reached out to touch them with my hand, as I had earlier as I had licked at her pussy.

“Do not dare touch!” Alestrial commanded, slapping my hand away from her skin. “A mere SnowSkin boy cannot touch a noble Dark Elf without her permission. Apologize this instant!”

“S-sorry, My Queen…” I stammered, reeling from this sudden aggression.

But even as I apologized, her hand reached down and grabbed my testicles with ferocity and ownership, and as she did so she stared into my eyes with a shining eyes. The message was obvious: she could touch me on my most private places with any intensity that she wished, where I could only touch her when it was her will for me to do so.

Her dark hand groped and squeezed at my cock, the contrast of our skins firing neurons in my brain. Her fingers wrapped around my base, squeezing and making my cry out.

“Mine. This is mine,” she growled through clenched teeth. “Mine to grope and play with as I please.”

She stroked me a few more times, each up and down motion wringing a groan out of my body as the pleasure overwhelmed my manhood. Then, she stood, and walked over to the foot of the bed, facing me and gripping her breasts.

“You want to touch these so, so bad?” She asked, taunting me. She wiggled both in her hands as she stared at me with narrowed eyes and clenched teeth. “You want to grab them, and squeeze them, and bury your face in them?”

I nodded, babbling insensate as my heart pounded. More than anything else in the world, I wanted to feel those gorgeous dark mounds against my skin. My mouth watered, my hands twitched.

“Well, you can’t,” she said.

Alestrial plunged her tits down upon my hard member, wrapping them around it. My heart stopped for a moment, before it began thundering in my chest. My cock was wrapped in warm, oily dark elf breasts, which rose and fell upon my aching manhood with squishing sounds. Her tits became a canal of pleasure, the sounds of her dark breasts sliding on my white cock overwhelming my ears.

For her part, my Dark Elf Queen let out a happy sigh as she rubbed her chest and breasts against me. She clenched her teeth, staring up at me, drinking in my ecstasy at her touch greedily and zealously. There was no doubt of who was in control, who was the slave. Her every motion of her chest, as those pendulous spheres hugged my overwhelmed penis, was the most important thing in the universe to me. The only thing in the universe was her. I was beyond anything.

I had gone to my death just to protect her city, to keep her dignity intact, and as she titfucked me with savage purpose, I pledged my very soul to her.

“…Alestrial…” I rasped.

“Yes…” she growled. “Yes. Moan for me, SnowSkin. Be my slave. Give me your cum, worship my Dark Elf body.”

I groaned. Her soft tits slid up and down on my hard cock, and I could feel my penis throbbing between her pillowy mammaries. She stopped a moment, and rubbed her nipples against the tip of my cock. My precum smeared across her areolas and nipple, and the feel of her nipple, bumpy and smooth all at once, made me begin to buck my hips in wild pleasure.

“No no…” Alestrial admonished, pressing down on my hip to hold it in place. “I fuck you, remember? You lie very still, and groan and wail as I break your brain with pleasure. Understand?”

I didn’t answer, because I couldn’t. My powers of speech were overwhelmed, and I was little more than an animal as she squeezed and slid my cock between her soft and supple breasts. Her breasts were so big, they dwarfed my cock at its hardest, overwhelmed. She stopped titfucking me to slap my cock with her breasts, letting it rest against them, smearing her nipples over my shaft.

By her fierce smile, and by the light in her eyes, I could tell that she loved hearing my moans. My deep cries of pleasure and surrender made her face brighten, and her grin widen. Overcome with lust, she licked my cock with her long, pink tongue, sending an electric shudder up my body before she wrapped my cock in her tits and plunged against it mercilessly.

I could no longer handle the intense drubbing that Alestrial’s silky smooth breasts. My legs went out straight, her slippery breasts squeezed my manhood, overwhelming it in pleasure, and with a loud cry I erupted.

Alestrial laughed in triumph, intensifying my orgasm, and I shot my load up and into her waiting cushion of breast as she held them together, and I pulsed in the soft folds of her tits.

“Good Slave!” she exclaimed as she laughed haughtily. “Shoot all your cum into my tits.”

When I finished cumming, I was shaking. My ears were thundering, my heart racing. I panted, exhausted and out of breath. With a smile, my triumphant Dark Elf Queen, Alestrial looked at her handiwork. She ran a finger down my spent cock, then planted a tender kiss upon my still shivering head.

“What a good penis,” she said, giving it another little kiss. She looked at the massive amount of spunk on her chest. “Now what a mess you have made, SnowSkin! I shall have to clean all of this off…”

Taking her fingers, she ran them along her chest, collecting up all of my white cum until it was cupped in her palm. She grasped up a small cup, and poured and scraped my seed into it.

“There,” she said, adding a drop of an azure fluid into the cup. “That will be for tomorrow. I will be drinking my tea with your…additive…from now on.”

I nodded, slowly. “T-thank you, My Queen…” I said, still trembling, still panting.

She smiled, and taking up a towel she rubbed down her chest. “You can call me Alestrial for now, Anon. Now is the time for cuddles.”

“C-can I hold you, now, then?” I asked.

Alestrial smiled. She laid down beside me, pressing her body against mine. “You may,” she answered, shutting her eyes in eager anticipation.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, as I put my arms around her waist. I pulled her in to a tight embrace, making her squeal with delight, as I brought her wonderful smile up near to my lips. Our bodies contrasted in the torchlight, and I reveled in the feel of her skin on my fingertips.

She pressed her lips against mine, and our tongues mingled. It was not the dominating kiss of earlier, it was a gentle kiss, where our tongues mingled together. She let out a happy grunt, as did I.

Our kiss broke, and afterward we stared into each other’s eyes for a perfect moment. In my state of total contentment, I yawned. I was exhausted from my long night and my draining. Alestrial nuzzled up against me, putting her face against mine, as our naked bodies pressed against each other.

“I love you, Anon,” Alestrial said. “Because you are brave, and sweet.”

My heart surged, and I kissed her. “I have loved you since I first saw you,” I said. “You are so beautiful, and the best leader I have ever lived under. I would do anything for you, die for you…”

She quieted my words with her lips, kissing me. “Hush, SnowSkin,” she commanded in a whisper. “You’ll not be dying. Not for centuries. You will be by my side, my brave Line Cook. Now get some sleep. I plan to fuck you, soon.”

We embraced, and we drifted off into sleep in each other’s arms. And deep beneath the ground, I found paradise as the slave of a Dark Elf Queen.

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