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Elf Maidens of Thurn

Copyright© 2023 by Rachael Jane

Chapter 73: Bonded to Tayn

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 73: Bonded to Tayn - For fifty years since the capture and transportation of their forebears to Thurn, the women of a race the Thurnians call Elves have been at the mercy of the citizens of Thurn. Although talented in metal and leather work, it is the Elves beauty and sexual allure to Thurnian men which is in most demand. Wealthy men are now creating private harems of Elf Maidens while government officials wrestle with the problem of the ever-increasing population of Elves in Thurn.

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Fairy Tale   Post Apocalypse   Sharing   Light Bond   Group Sex   Harem   Polygamy/Polyamory   Interracial   Lactation   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Pregnancy   Squirting  

By the time the party ends I’m feeling ready to collapse into bed. While Tayn has imbibed in several potent drinks, he barred me from doing likewise. In other circumstances I might feel offended at the prohibition, but my own desire to remain sober, and remember all of the events of today, means that I obey without protest. At least, that’s how I justify my complete submission to Tayn’s command. In reality I suspect the presence of the collar and leash are subconsciously suppressing my free will. Should I be alarmed at the thought? Perhaps ... but I’m feeling strangely euphoric.

I’m not due in heat for another two days, so the opportunity for sex with my new bondmate is confined to flirting and sensual games. In any event, Tayn is showing the effects of too much strong ale. Even if I was in heat, I suspect that his cock would struggle to stay erect for long. Fortunately, Tomyris custom doesn’t expect sex as part of a postceremony consummation. Once the collar and ring are exchanged, then we are a bonded pair in the eyes of the Tomyris, regardless of what follows.

“Now that we are alone, shouldn’t you release me from the leash?” I ask the inebriated Tayn.

“All in good time, my love,” smiles Tayn. “We have all night to explore our desires.”

“And what is your desire, Tayn? ... Or would you prefer me to call you ‘my lord and master’?”

“Hmmm ... that title does have a pleasant ring to it,” smirks Tayn. “But what should I call you in return? Wench? Filly? ... Or do you prefer something more romantic?”

“In the privacy of the bedroom you may call me whatever your male ego desires,” I reply. “However, if you forget that we are equals in the presence of others, then I’ll serve you your balls for breakfast.”

“Do you realise how incredibly sexy you sound when you assert your authority like that, Wench,” purrs Tayn. “No wonder the Tomyris respect your every thought.”

I’m not sure how much the strong drink is affecting what Tayn says. While Jaro, Hinano and the others politely listen to my ideas, I don’t consider myself to be a leader of the Tomyris community in any sense of the word. Following my recent conversation with Jaro, and our renegotiation of the use of the Esmeralda, I’ve relinquished any hold my expedition had over the ship’s activities.

While I’m struggling for a rejoinder to Tayn’s comment, he pulls on my leash and I’m drawn close to his naked chest. I forget any witty reply and opt for pushing him backwards onto the bed. I unfasten my blouse, exposing my tits. Despite my not being in heat, there’s enough chemistry working between us to enable some sexual play.

Tayn needs no further prompting to cup my tits in his hands. Meanwhile I work on the buttons of his breeches. His cock is flaccid, which is only to be expected without my sexual pheromones to trigger an erection. Normally an Elf Maiden can only emit the powerful pheromones when she’s in heat. However, I’ve previously discovered that I can emit a weak scent at other times when I’m suitably aroused. I kneel down and take Tayn’s cock into my mouth. Despite its lack of rigidity, we both gain some pleasure from the act. My nipples go hard in response to Tayn’s work on my tits. I start feeling aroused, but I need to push my body further if I’m going to achieve an orgasm, and emit the weak scent that will hopefully trigger Tayn’s cock into an erection.

Tayn moans in delight as his hands leave my tits in order to start undressing me. I don’t resist, although it foils my attempt to push myself deeper towards and orgasm. He reaches for my collar as though he’s about to unfasten my leash. I know it’s what I asked him to do earlier, but I sense the emotional impact the leash is having on my arousal.

“Not yet, my lord,” I whisper, halting his move to free me from the leash. “Demonstrate your manly powers over your wench and you’ll be rewarded with a special treat.”

I doubt Tayn fully understands my cryptic message of sexual surrender, and the strong ale he’s consumed isn’t helping him think clearly. However, he takes my hint and an invitation to bind my arms and chest as he has previously done. He finishes his work by guiding me onto my back atop the bed. He takes the loose end of the leash and ties it to the bed’s headboard. I’m at his mercy, which no doubt pleases his male ego. My previous comments suggesting that I find bondage unpleasant, probably makes him think I’m an unwilling victim of his macho dominance. He reacts accordingly and his rough handling of my helpless body is the trigger I need to drive my arousal towards an orgasm.

I’m not sure if Tayn realises when I peak. Unlike when I’m in heat, my orgasms tend to be tame by comparison. But my juices start to flow and I can feel the moisture between my legs. As soon as Tayn’s movements give me the opportunity, I suddenly buck upwards and wrap my legs either side of his neck. I draw him closer until he has a splendid view of my cunt. He soon realises that I’m wet, and he tentatively dips his tongue between the lips of my cunt and works towards my clitoris. His action is enough to send me on a spiral towards another orgasm. This one is more powerful than the first, and I detect the faint hint of sexual pheromones emitting from my cunt.

Even though his mind is befuddled by the ale, the moment Tayn detects the scent, he clutches his cock in surprise. His erection his not one of his largest, but it’s more than adequate to bury itself deep inside me. I release the grip of my legs and lie back, silently inviting him to plough me. Tayn doesn’t hesitate to push his cock into my cunt and proceeds to pump back and forth. In some respects his difficulty in achieving an orgasm allows me to enjoy the moment for longer. Eventually he ejaculates inside me and lets out a moan of triumphant pleasure. Although I’m bound moreorless helpless, I share the pleasure of the moment.

“Don’t fall asleep on me,” I whisper in Tayn’s ear when it seems possible that he might do just that.

I’m unsure how well I will sleep wearing the leather collar without having to cope with the additional discomfort of being bound. The combination of the ale and sexual release are making Tayn drowsy. I don’t want to spend the night bound as I am with Tayn comatose on top of me. Fortunately Tayn has enough energy to release my arms, so I’m able to free myself from the rope harness and leash. I could remove my collar, but I’m mindful of my oath to only let Tayn unfasten it. He shows no inclination to do so before he passes out. I make myself as comfortable as possible and after a short while exhaustion overtakes me.

 
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