Chapter 7: A glimmer of hope

Cassandra takes pity on me a few hours later, and she removes the metal cage locked over my cock and balls. I suppose you could call it a reward for my coming up with a solution to where to rehouse the Elves in the ghetto. It will need the Emperor’s approval, but Cassandra is optimistic that his permission will be obtained. It will only be a temporary solution since the local residents will almost certainly object to having so many Elves living in their neighbourhood. But it should give everyone enough time find a more permanent solution. More importantly, it will provide a warm place for the Elves to live and work over winter.

A few years ago, the old cloisters on the northern edge of the city were abandoned by the religious order who lived there. The cloisters once held nearly a five hundred monks, but the order had been in a slow decline ever since Elves were brought to Thurn. Unsurprisingly, young men lost interest in living a monastic life of chastity and purity. The cloisters may be old, but the buildings have been well maintained. As with all land in Thurn, abandoned buildings become the property of the Imperial family to manage and redistribute as necessary. Finding a new use for the cloisters has been a particularly thorny problem because of its size. Allowing the Elves to move there would solve two problems at the same time.

Over the next few days, Cassandra is a whirlwind of activity. Our plan to reassign the cloisters as a home and workplace for the Elves starts coming together. The Elven Council have confirmed the cloisters are suitable and the Emperor has given his approval for the cloisters to be redesignated as an Elven ghetto. It would be better if the law requiring Elves to live in designated ghettos was repealed, but that would take too much time to put into effect. Arrangements are made for the Elves to move to the cloisters in stages spread over a few weeks.

On a personal matter, DF36 came into heat today, and I wasted no time before fucking her. We’ve both been waiting for this moment to cement our contractual relationship. Cassandra wasn’t pleased that I hadn’t waited until I had told her, and she threatened to use the cock cage again if I didn’t consider her feelings on the matter. My relationship with Cassandra has developed far beyond the close friendship we had when we were studying history together. I’m still not certain what her feelings really are about my relationship with DF36, other than she seems to want to participate in any sex play between us.

Cassandra seems to be in a much better mood when she joins us at my house later that afternoon. We spend several hours playing increasingly lewd and fanciful sex games. This is a side of Cassandra I never knew existed but I’m eager to participate in satisfying her sexual cravings. My cock is getting plenty of exercise and so far I’ve not had to plead for a respite. That, in part, is because DF36 and Cassandra seem happy to use DF36’s leather cock to satisfy themselves while I’m recovering from my latest exertions.

We invite Cassandra to stay for an evening meal which she readily accepts. That in turn leads to her staying the night. Her appetite for sex seems to know no bounds now that she’s discovered she can have an orgasm when not in heat.

The sleeping arrangements in my bed are cramped, but no worse than the sleeping spaces in the Elven workshops. I’m sure Cassandra will be used to a large bed all to herself, but she is enthusiastic enough to snuggle close to DF36 and me.

The next morning it takes over an hour of sexual games before we mutually agree that we should all do some work. I leave DF36 to her work while Cassandra and I return to my office. During our walk to work, Cassandra reveals her idea of how we might be able to improve the life of Elves and address the so-called Elf Maiden problem.

“What everyone calls the Elf Maiden problem isn’t really about the increasing population of Elves,” says Cassandra, confirming my own thoughts on the subject. “It’s the fact that while Thurnian men can enjoy sex with Elf Maidens all year round, Thurnian women can only have sex during the rutting season. But we’ve just proved that that doesn’t need to be the case. If Thurnian women can enjoy sex with a Thurnian man at other times of the year, then Elf Maidens are beneficial to both men and women.”

I mull over what Cassandra is proposing. “So you are saying that men, like myself, with an Elf Maiden companion should share the sexual experience with a Thurnian woman. Much like what the three of us did yesterday and this morning.”

“Exactly,” says Cassandra.

“But how are Thurnian women going to make it known of their interest in participating in sex?”I ask. “It’s not as though you can just walk up to a stranger and ask them to fuck you. The Thurnian women I know would never venture into one of the Elven brothels for sex.”

“I think there will need to be more long-term relationships between Thurnian men and women. Casual sex works alright during the rutting season, but for regular sexual contact, a more permanent relationship arrangement needs to be made.”

“You mean like marriage?” I ask.

While long-term relationships and marriage between Thurnian men and women are rare, they aren’t completely non-existent. If Cassandra’s idea takes root, then it is likely there will be an increase in formal and informal marriage arrangements.

“So how do you propose to get the whole idea going?”

“I shall use my influence in Thurnian society to set an example. I shall marry a Thurnian man and move in with him and his Elf Maiden.”

“And who have you chosen for this honour?” I ask.

“Silly man. You, of course. You will agree to marry me, I presume.”

“Um ... Err ... Yes, of course. But my modest house is going to be a bit cramped with three of us living there.”

“There will be four of us,” replies Cassandra. “I think we should invite your Elf Maiden’s sister to be a part of our arrangement. That way we have an Elf Maiden in heat for most of the month. I have money, so I’m sure we can find suitable accommodation for the four of us.”