[F4M] The Elven Royals Fall From Grace

Queen Asya grits her teeth as she feels the Goblin currently 10 inches deep in her asshole approach his next orgasm. She knows exactly how the events will unfold, it's not the first time she's been forced to take the goblins load inside of her, nor will it be the last. First, the erratic, sloppy thrusts will begin to quicken, no regard for her well being let alone her pleasure. Then, one hand will yank either her golden hair or her breast depending on whatever way he decided to take her royal body while the other hand slaps whatever part of her he thinks would be most fun. After his hands had made her skin thoroughly reddened, she knows he'll bury his vile goblin cock to the hilt and pump his rancid seed nto her body without a care for her lineage or prestige, his melon sized, hair and wart covered balls throbbing between her legs while she's left no choice but to take it. 

The worst of it all, however, is the horrid sounds the miserable little imp insists on making every time he floods her holes with his Greenskin swimmers. With every orgasm the vermin reaches, Asya is forced to listen to his screeching shriek of victory, of conquering a foe well above himself. The wretched moans of such an inferior creature reaching climax through means of her body is enough to bring tears of anguish to the poor queens sapphire eyes while the goblin decides wether to switch holes and continue the fun, or if he's had enough for now and let his Warg have a run at the Elven queen.

Princess Iridria has only the faintest idea of her mothers predicament, her own world swallowed up in darkness. Pig Chief Ul'Grok did not quite fit in the Elven throne that has been carved from the ancient elder tree for which Iridria's line had originated from, but after slicing through the precious arm rests and having the kingdoms formerly virgin priestesses hold up his overflowing flab. Iridria had been designated a far worse role however, her once slender, almost angelic form now lay splayed between the pigs hulking, onyx legs, her picturesque face buried beneath the beasts dark ass, her tongue desperately servicing his putrid anus. Ul'Groks black cock lay across the torso of the princess, his balls draped around her slender throat while her tits were lifted around his trunk-like spear by a thin chain hooked through her nipples and held in the massive palm of the Pig Chief. 

This position was more than simple pleasure for the barbaric Chief, it was a show of dominance, for just past the flared tip of his monstrous cock, the princesses body swelled with his spawn. A tattoo had been printed across the distended stomach, the symbol of his tribe to mark his ownership of the royal princesses womb. This was how the pig Chief liked to hold court, to mock the elves who would dare crawl to him for mercy or pity only to see their beloved princess serving as the first step in Ul'Groks plan to breed them into extinction. Iridria would whimper like a pathetic puppy beneath the warlord as his bastards kicked in her womb, but her tears only added salt to the taste of this monsters anus.

Hello! I hoped you enjoyed the read! Today I'm looking for a dark tale of subjugation where the conquering Pig Chief Ul'Grok sits comfortably on the elven throne and crushes the pitiful Elven spirit beneath his feet. 

A little background to both section of this plot I'd love to include, one thing I adore is the concept of being made an unwilling slave through magical means, wether that take the form of a slave collar or a womb tattoo, being bound to an imbecilic creature who's only intent is to use the elves best and brightest to drain their aching balls is heaven to me. I don't want my characters to "break" or end up enjoying it per se, I'm definitely more in the camp of them having to suffer the brunt of their new realities with disgust and wrath that cannot be released upon their new masters, fighting back uselessly as their fate draws even nearer.

So if that sounds like you please send me your kinks, limits, and most importantly, an example of some of your vile creativity. This is what I look for most in an RP partner. A bit of effort goes a long way!

Kinks: Raceplay, beast, breeding, rimming, public, first times, religious play, anal, breeding talk, treating my character like an inferior, culture play, non-con, tattoos, piercings, collars and leashes, big girthy cocks, heavy swinging balls, ball worship, Lezcest, making a mockery of my characters history and ancestry, cuckolding, and plenty more!

Limits: Gore, Vore, Snuff, and playing my character for me

Hope to hear from you!