Chapter 22: The Pussy Den

I head across the village to relieve Seamus in what we privately call the pussy den. It’s a small out-of-the-way cabin that Kahu has assigned for Elf Maidens to visit when they want sex with a Thurnian man. I enter through the main door and see an Elf Maiden waiting patiently for her turn in the room beyond. The grunts and moans coming from the other side of the door confirm that Seamus is busy reaming an elf.

“Hello, Ihapera,” I say as I walk past the waiting Elf Maiden. “Back again so soon?”

“Oh hi, Alex,” smiles the pretty elf. “I’m only going to be in heat for another couple of days, and I really need to get pregnant.”

I’m not sure where Ihapera learned to speak the Thurnian language, and she speaks it better than Kahu. While I understand Kahu’s desire to halt the decline in Atene’s population, and the enthusiasm of many of Atene’s Elf Maidens to sample Thurnian cock, I didn’t interpret Kahu’s request as meaning every fertile Elf Maiden had to be pregnant by the end of the month.

“There’s always next month, Ihapera,” I laugh. “We aren’t planning on leaving.”

“I know. But any unbonded adult elf who isn’t pregnant before her next cycle will be claimed by one of our males. It’s a condition the Rangatira agreed with our males in order for you to be allowed to stay here and fuck us. I don’t want to be bonded yet, which is why I need you to make me pregnant.”

I wasn’t aware of any deal that the Rangatira made with the male elves, but it explains why a dozen or so Elf Maidens want to be repeatedly fucked as though Seamus, Drew and I might vanish overnight. I know Cassandra said that a female elf must consent to a bonding, but it is easy to imagine how that consent might be bribed or coerced from a young Elf Maiden.

“I’m about to relieve Seamus,” I say. “The room won’t be available for a few minutes, but if you are pressed for time, we can use the spare room.”

“Yes, I would like that,” smiles Ihapera.

I’m delighted by Ihapera’s response. The young leather worker can’t have been an adult for more than a year and she has all the eagerness of youth. As a race, elves are naturally attractive to Thurnian eyes, and Ihapera is a stunning beauty. Her tight cunt is a delight to plough, and her unashamed abandon as she surrenders to her sexual desire is a sight to behold. Her powerful pheromones mixed with the pleasant smell of her leather tunic powers my cock into a magnificent erection.

While I would like to savour my union with Ihapera for as long as possible, I’m aware that others may be waiting. Most Elf Maidens we meet don’t speak Thurnian, so our union is more of a business transaction. Usually the Elf Maiden leaves once her cunt is filled with cum. Although Ihapera says her motive for sex with me is to bear a child, she clearly enjoys the sexual act. Her ability to have a conversation with me means that she doesn’t lose interest as soon as my seed flows. Far from it, she wants me to fuck her in several different positions before we are done.

“Are you here tomorrow?” asks Ihapera as she finally prepares to leave.

“Yes,” I reply. “I’ll be here at this time tomorrow, and again three hours later.”

Seamus, Drew and I take turns to do three one-hour shifts in the pussy den from midday until nine at night. It would be more convenient to do a single three-hour shift each day, but our cocks simply aren’t equal to the task. What’s more, it isn’t the only time we get to fuck Elf Maidens. The Elf Maidens who arrived in Atene with us are also starting to become sexually active once again. However, they usually prefer to have sex in their own quarters rather than visit the pussy den. And, of course, Cassandra and Egbertha will soon be demanding their share of sex.

“In that case, I’ll come tomorrow at this time,” says Ihapera with a cheeky smile.

After my second shift I return to the cabin assigned to Cassandra, Egbertha, Seamus, Drew and me, to find Cassandra busy preparing an evening meal. Drew is on duty in the pussy den and Egbertha is taking her turn feeding the babies in the crèche. I’m not sure where Seamus has gone, but for the first time in a while, Cassandra and I are alone. Cassandra is humming to herself, which is an indication that she is excited about something.

“Have you made a breakthrough in interpreting the murals?” I ask, guessing at the likely cause of her contentment.

“Yes, but I will tell you about that tonight. Tell me about your afternoon first.”

“Hmm. Nothing much out of the ordinary. The usual procession of Elf Maidens eager to spread their legs. Are you sure you want the details?”

“I do. And try to stop calling them Elf Maidens. That’s a Thurnian term which implies they are inferior beings.”

“I don’t think of them as inferior, and it’s very difficult to stop calling them by the name I’ve used for all of my life.”

“At least don’t use the term in front of Kahu or the Rangatira. Better still, don’t use it in front of any Atene elf. So, details please. Which elves did you fuck this afternoon?”

“OK, if you want the details. I fucked five Elf Mai ... elves this afternoon. First, there was Ihapera, a leather worker. She seems anxious to become pregnant this month. Apparently any adult females who aren’t pregnant by this time next month will be persuaded to bond with an Atene male.”

“Yes, Aputa told me that other Atene elves are saying the same. But I think the Rangatira may allow the males to use something stronger than persuasion. The Atene males demanded a heavy price for their cooperation. I don’t approve of what the council has done, but I’m not sure what we can do about it.”

“Other than make all the Elf Maidens pregnant,” I reply, slipping back into using the Thurnian label.

“Yes, that would solve the problem for now. So, who else did you fuck?”

I list the names of the other four Elf Maidens I fucked this afternoon. I’m not sure why Cassandra wants to know, but I don’t intend to keep any secrets from her. Cassandra will tell me why she’s so interested when she’s ready. I’m surprised she is being so tolerant of this arrangement given our marriage vows.

We settle down to our meal, which we finish in time for me to go for my final shift in the pussy den. Cassandra walks with me as far as the crèche. Although the crèche operates day and night, we both prefer for Rawiri to sleep with us in our cabin. Egbertha will also bring Rangi back with her when she returns to our cabin.

Early the next morning, Cassandra and I meet with Kahu and two adult female elven scholars called Nyree and Ikaroa in the Halls of Ancestors. As soon as we arrive, I realise that this is going to be an uncomfortable meeting. Both scholars are in heat and my cock is responding in its predictable way. My discomfort is only made worse by the light translucent clothes both Elf Maidens wear. I bite on my tongue to prevent me from asking if I can fuck the two scholars before we begin.

“The history of our races is both enlightening and terrifying,” begins Nyree, speaking excellent Thurnian. “We can’t put a date to the events depicted in these murals, but we believe they occurred at least three thousand years ago.”

I look to Kahu and Ikaroa for their reaction. It’s then that I notice the tag in Ikaroa’s left earlobe. She’s bonded to a male elf. I immediately feel a wave of disappointment. The attractive young Elf Maiden is desirable beyond words, and certainly one I would like my cock to sample. However, being bonded puts her off-limits to me.

“Pay attention, Alex,” chides Cassandra, clearly aware of my throbbing cock problem. “Perhaps Ikaroa might offer to help while you fuck me later.”

I’m surprised by Cassandra’s words. Not because of her suggestion about Ikaroa’s involvement, but that Cassandra feels ready to resume sexual intercourse.

“Yes, of course,” laughs Ikaroa, not ashamed at the blatant sexual content of our conversation. “But Nyree must also bear witness, or Mikaere, my male, will become jealous.”

Kahu coughs loudly and brings our meeting back to the subject in hand. Ikaroa looks sheepish as Nyree resumes. As Nyree talks she illustrates what she is saying by pointing to the relevant picture in the mural.