Chapter 51: Satisfying Tamaz

“Come back to bed, Katarine?” pleads Tamaz.

“Don’t be impatient, Tamaz,” I reply with a sigh. “I’ll give your cock plenty of exercise before we go to sleep. But I must complete my report. I promised the professor a complete copy of the first part by tomorrow.”

“Well you can always flash you pretty titties at him and ask for an extension of time,” continues Tamaz.

That’s certainly an option I could employ. The professor has been sneaking a peek down my blouse on several occasions when he thinks I’m not paying attention. I’m not entirely innocent of causing that invasion of my privacy. Despite the perfume I wear when I’m in heat, we are both subconsciously responding to my powerful sexual pheromones. It could be worse. The professor would be all over me like strawberry jam if he discovered that I was an Elf Maiden.

Four races emerged from this land’s hibernation chambers, or Potiora, several centuries ago; the Atenex, Thurn, Merope and Phebes. Although Elf Maidens look the same as Atenex, we aren’t identical. There are tiny differences between our two versions of ‘elves’ that only experts can distinguish. Elf Maidens apparently originate from a different Potiora, located far across the ocean. My forebears arrived here when a group of a hundred or so Elf Maidens were brought to Thurn over a century ago.

These days the term Elf Maiden is often used as an insult to imply that a woman is an illiterate whore. It’s an unfair slur that ignores the fact that there are hundreds of pure blood Elf Maidens like me who are well educated, and work in perfectly normal occupations. Contrary to popular myth, I don’t drop my panties at the sight of every male I encounter when I’m in heat.

I’m not ashamed that I’m an Elf Maiden and that Thurnian men find me sexually desirable. I simply don’t broadcast my heritage in order to avoid the impact of social prejudices. For decades, Elf Maidens in Thurn were regarded as nothing more than breeding stock to keep Thurn’s factories, mines and farms supplied with cheap expendable child labour. Adolescent ‘elves’ were treated like animals and made to work in serf-like conditions. When they reached adulthood, and became Elf Maidens, the powerful urge to mate dominated the rest of their lives. Some Elf Maidens entered into contracts with Thurnian men and joined their harems, while others lived in elven ghettos within easy reach of men wanting sex. Thurnian men are attracted to Elf Maidens like flies to dung, which is more or less how Elf Maidens were ... are ... usually regarded. The end of the Thurn civil war, sixty years ago, stopped the discrimination against elves of all kinds ... at least in theory. In practise, many still regard Elf Maidens as readily available sex objects.

Evolution may eventually erase that discrimination, although not in my lifetime. Mixed-race children of either gender are now relatively common between couples of different races ... unless the mother is an Elf Maiden. For some reason there remains a high likelihood that a baby born to an Elf Maiden will be a clone of her mother.

The genetic barrier to birthing mixed race children is eroding in all Potiora races from one generation to the next, but it is doing so at a much slower rate in Elf Maidens. With the dilution of the genetic barrier comes a dampening in the sexual desire to reproduce. Consequently wild elven orgies are much tamer affairs than in the past. The brief Thurnian Rutting Season still occurs, but it affects fewer and fewer Thurnian women, most of whom are now fertile for longer spells throughout the year. Only Elf Maidens retain a burning need for sex while in heat.