Freedom (dark)
  by DS

Contains: tragic, humiliation, amputees, futanari, fellatio, bestiality, orgasm denial, non-consensual

This story is set in the world of Belial, a fantasy-in-modern-day setting created by Demon-Man. Though no advance knowledge is required to follow the story, you can visit his website Legends of Belial (Yahoo! account required) for more information on the world.

This is the original version of the story, an uncompromising and miserable account of Saeri's misfortune. If you don't enjoy tragedy in erotic fiction, this might not be a good story for you - if you dont' mind it but prefer a happy ending instead, please try the version with the alternative ending.

Chapter 1: Saeri's Auction

The weekly market of Ellyras sounded quite busy, a cacophony of voices, shouts and car horns drifting into the slave truck, strange and wonderful smells mingling with the vehicle's rank odor she had gotten so used to. "You look beautiful, I'm sure someone will buy you today..." she heard her caretaker Yua whisper while she felt the girl slowly oil up her sensitive breasts, her arousal brooding in anticipation of what was to come. "And remember - smile out there, you hear? Nobody is going to spend a kriss on you if you just stand there looking frightened again". Saeri nodded in affirmation, turning around as instructed, feeling the girl's hands rubbing more oil in broad strokes down her back. "Yua, thank you... you've looked after me so well, even though Master can't sell me anywhere..." she muttered after Yua finished oiling her up, trying to turn to where she heard her scurry off to. "Just doing my job... and it's not your fault your tits are a little smaller" she joked, and Saeri blushed - they both knew her smaller breasts had little to do with the consistent lack of interest. "Open wide, sweety... it's time for your bloodlust elixir. I'll give you a little extra today so everyone can see what a horny little dark elf you are... but you'd better find a new master, promise?" "I... I hope so" Saeri smiled timidly; she couldn't work the crowd as the other slaves could, couldn't make eye-contact with potential buyers, could only stand there and hope someone would notice her... but time and time again, nobody had been interested, and she knew her Master's patience with her was growing thin.

A strong smell hit her nose as she heard Yua uncork a bottle, and she eagerly reached forward with her lips, waiting for the girl's guiding hand as she set the bottle to her mouth. Drinking bloodlust was the one thing she liked about being auctioned - all slaves were administered the potent aphrodisiac to show off their virility, and despite not being bought so far Yua had always let her cum afterwards to discharge the elixir's effects. "Keep drinking" the girl whispered, and Saeri swallowed the burning liquid nervously - she had never been given this much before, and she was getting aroused just thinking about what it'd do to her. "You're such a slut... you're already getting hard, and the elixir hasn't even kicked in yet" Yua laughed, clasping her dick with her oily hands, a few strong rubs enough to entice it to full length. Saeri blushed; she knew the elixir was enough to make a slut out of any woman, felt too good once the rancid taste cleared from her mouth, her already sensitive body switching into sexual overdrive as it took effect. She moaned in delight as Yua continued stimulating her throbbing shaft, but unfortunately Yua was a professional handler, switching to her already moist pussy and ass just before she could reach her peak. "There you go... dripping wet like a good slave" Yua giggled, two, then three of her fingers slurping into her increasingly hot and wet slit while wriggling her thumb deep into her squirming ass. Her dick begged for attention, for that last stimulation that would send it over the edge; she could feel her cum churning in her tight, smooth balls, every inch of her bare genitals now pulsing with lust, but she knew her release wouldn't come until the auction was over.

"What's taking so long? Why isn't she ready like the rest of them?" the cold, calculating voice of her Master entered, and Saeri cringed; he didn't sound like he was in a good mood at all. "She's ready sir, all oiled up and wet in her holes, and look at how big she's gotten" Yua hastily detailed while fumbling with the lock that attached the chain leash to her heavy slave collar. "I don't want to see you come back here, do you understand?" Yua covertly whispered, and Saeri nodded, worried by the concern in Yua's voice, but before she could return her parting words, she winced as her leash was abruptly yanked forward, forcing her to stumble ahead to retain her balance. "Big crowd out there... you'd better not disappoint me again, slave" her Master growled, leading her down from the truck's loading ramp; Saeri shivered as her feet touched the cold cobblestone underneath, but impatient as ever she was roughly tugged forward towards the swelling noise of the market, nudged up onto what felt like a hardboard stage, her ears drowning in the turmoil that surrounded her now. "Turn around and face the audience you stupid cunt" her Master hissed, his riding crop cracking painfully on her ass, and Saeri made sure to obey, bending down for her Master to tie her leash to the floor bolts. Judging by the jingling of chains to her left, Master positioned her out on the side again, the more well-endowed slaves in the center; she could even smell Valawi to her left, her unmistakable musk ingrained in her memory since Valawi forced her to eat her out the first night the strong slave had joined their caravan. But she couldn't let herself be distracted by her longings - her Master had begun announcing his auction, and her job now was to look as good as she could.

"Everyone, gather around for a special opportunity to purchase yourself a fine slave... When I heard dark elves weren't exactly popular in Ellyras, I immediately concluded that you good people must be thrilled with the prospect of having one chained at your feet, docile and willing to be used and abused! Whether you're just looking for a spare fucktoy for when the missus has a headache again, or just want to rape their deserving pussies over and over while she watches, these ashies will aim to please! They're horny sluts, each and every one of them there to satisfy their human masters, and with cunts this pink and wet..." Saeri heard an admiring gasp from the audience, "...titties this big and plump..." Appreciative whistles followed, and she blushed as she tried to stick out her own pair a bit further, "...and some even sporting a monster cock that'll be sure to keep the missus quiet for a while, you won't regret your purchase!" Laughter rose up from the audience, mixed with calls of 'fucking ashy whores' - working his usual magic, her Master had managed to tame the hostile crowd as easily as he tamed most slaves on their first night. "And have I got some fine slaves for you people today!" The auction had begun again, and as usual Master started with his best slaves, getting good prices while the crowd was eager. She knew she'd be last in line, and all she could do was keep smiling and await her turn.

"...and finally, here's our lovely Saeri - sure, she's blind as a bat, but she's got a mouth to rival an Ondoran whore on her folks, her ass and cunt still nice and tight, and as you all can see this slutty little herm comes equipped with a decent prick for the missus as well..." Saeri shook off the tiredness from the long wait, smiling the seductive smile she practiced night after night with Yua, thrusting out her modest breasts and ass, slowly turning her armless torso from side to side to where she heard the audience, guessing left and right hoping to be making eye-contact. "Is that your budget model something" someone called out, and was received with hearty laughter - she blushed because she knew it to be true, being the cheapest slave on the block... but every other slave had sold so far, some even for quite respectable amounts considering how much this city seemed to hate dark elves, so perhaps... "I know you Ellyrians have an eye for good deals, so we'll start the bidding at the special price of three-hundred and fifty kriss!! Do I hear three-hundred and fifty?!" Ever since her first failure to sell, she had been his 'special offer', and just as every other time she prayed it would be enough to be sold. "Three hundred then! She may not be useful in your household, but she's twice as good in bed!" "Please someone, buy me" she thought, biting her lip as her body was begging for sex. "Two hundred, do I hear two hundred? She's still young folks, good for a whole number of years!" Her throbbing erection gently swayed with her posing, a warm droplet of pre-cum running down its length. "Anyone, please... I'll be such a good slave slut for you..." "Well, since you folk have been so good to me, I'm practically giving this cunt away - one hundred kriss and that fine piece of ashen ass is yours to take home!"

"I'll buy her!" she heard a coarse voice bellow from the crowd, and Saeri's heart leapt - someone bought her, at long last... while he sounded like an obese, boorish man, today she would finally make her Master proud... she'd have a new home; no more uncertainty, no more travelling from city to city, no more abuse for being such a hard sell... and if her new master would allow her, she'd be able to cum too... "...Wait, we're bidding on the big-titted one, right?" he suddenly added, to the amusement of the crowd. "Valawi is already sold good sir, but for a mere one hundred kriss Saeri here can be-" "Who'd want that blind cunt, I ain't biddin' on her". More laughter, and Saeri cowered in shame. "Anyone else then, c'mon people, they don't get much cheaper than this, for such a price you can even just use her as a footrest while watching your favorite show on television!" Saeri swallowed away her tears. "I know I'm only a blind, armless slave, but I will do anything you say, my hot pussy and wet ass will be all yours to use... my breasts may be small, but they're so sensitive... and my dick is so hard and ready to cum... please, anyone..." "Last chance folks, you won't find a deal this good anywhere else in Heron..." Saeri was trembling on her legs, her hope faltering as no response came from the buzzing crowd. "All right, no sale". The words thundered into her ears, and fear clasped her heart as she heard her Master's heavy footsteps across the deck to untie the slaves that were sold today. Everyone but her, again.

"I'm sorry Master" Saeri whispered as he finally got around to releasing her from the auction stage. His silence was nothing new to her; he had stopped encouraging or admonishing her after a few auctions since neither seemed to help, and the only emotion she could sense from him now presented itself in the unnecessary roughness with which he yanked her along across the floorboards. He didn't even bother to warn her for the edge of the stage; fortunately, the change in his footsteps and direction alerted her in time to prevent a fall, but it was clear her Master was very upset with her. Walking across the cold cobblestones, Saeri was again taken by the strange mixture of guilt over disappointing her Master and intense arousal awaiting Yua's slender hands milking every last drop of cum from her dick, a feeling that grew stronger as she caught the rank scent of the slave truck; would Yua be disappointed with her as well? Or would she pity her again, comforting her with her warm lips and tongue... "You're worthless to me" her Master suddenly spoke, coldly startling Saeri from her daydream, the disdain in his voice a blow to the fragile remains of her confidence. Another sudden pull on her leash sent her stumbling along, the noise of the crowd growing as she sensed he was leading her out into the market. "W-where are we going, Master?" she muttered, cringing as she stepped on a broken plastic cup, but he remained silent, relentlessly yanking her along through the crowds.

She didn't understand what was happening. The market square was littered with discarded plastic, rotting vegetables squishing under her toes, and she had to focus all her senses on staying upright, the unsteady tugs on her collar her only sense of direction. The noise and smells were disorientating enough - the strong stench of the many fish stands in the harbor city occasionally overtaken by the scent of fresh bakings or fragrant fruits, merchants loudly peddling their wares over the steady murmur of the crowd around her. No matter how hard she tried, with people rudely bumping into her left and right through the thick crowd she simply couldn't keep up, stumbling again and again, until she finally slipped and tumbled onto the painful cobblestones, with nothing to brace her fall. "You're in the way, fucking ashy" she heard a young man call from above her, a heavy shoe grazing past her leg; her Master had stopped for her to get back up, but his only assistance came as a sharp upward yank on her chain, giving her only seconds to find her balance and regain her breath from the choking grip of the collar before he resumed his stride through the masses. Where was her Master taking her? Was he going to try to sell her somewhere else, or maybe he even found a buyer after all... she coughed as they passed the loud, repetitive rumbles of stationary trucks, their exhausts filling the air around her with noxious fumes, and hoped that wherever they were going, they'd get there fast.

To her relief, they finally came to a halt at the far edge of the sprawling market, yet her questions remained unanswered - it was a little quieter here, though noisy mopeds zoomed by occasionally on the asphalt road they crossed just now; her Master still hadn't spoken a word since they left the slave truck caravan. Recovering from her ordeal, she felt her Master padlock her leash around something, the chain jingling as he tested it for strength; she cautiously tried and failed to pull her neck away, verifying that she was tied to a wall, post or other fixture. Her Master's steps blended with the sounds of the city around her, and not knowing where she was, she grew nervous - it was obvious the inhabitants of Ellyras hated dark elves like her, and even being left alone for a short while was very unnerving. Hopefully her Master would come back soon to release her, maybe with her new owner... Pressing her back against the wall, she blushed as she heard the surprised sounds from people passing by. Modesty wasn't something she was taught as a child; dark elf slaves weren't even allowed clothing to cover up, yet it was difficult not to feel self-conscious standing on display like this. Had she been born with arms, she would've been able to cover herself up, as not to offend people passing by with her current state of arousal... but feeling like she did, there were lots of other uses for hands she could think of, her body still pulsing with sexual heat, her dick throbbing with residual lust, her pussy dripping warm trails of her juices down her inner thighs. "Master...?" she called out in growing despair - what was taking him so long... she desired Yua's touch so much, the double dose of bloodlust keeping her constantly on edge...

But no answer came. She could sense people stopping and staring at her, the random insults people hissed at her becoming more and more frequent, but all she could do was stand there and wait, the noise of the city slowly quieting down around her. "Master...?!" she called out again, feeling less and less safe in the hostile area. "Look, she's still there - I told you, didn't I?" she suddenly heard a young girl's voice call out over the loud buzzing of several mopeds. "Wow, it really is an ashy slave... Jessy look, the bitch is chained to the wall..." another girly voice giggled as the noise of the mopeds sputtered to a halt, the scent of gasoline mixing with that of strong perfume, hair spray and a faint hint of bubble gum. "Hey, ashy - what the fuck do you think you're doing out here" the one breathing down on her hissed, accompanied by a sharp prod to her shoulder. "I-I'm waiting for my Master..." she muttered, praying to hear his footsteps approach soon. "Your 'master'? All humans are your 'master', you fucking ashy - look at me when I'm talking to you!!". "F-forgive me, I meant... I belong to the slave caravan on the market... my... my owner will be right back, and..." "The market's cleared out an hour ago already you dumb shit, whoever owned you is gone". "T-that c-can't be, m-my Master-" Saeri sputtered - it had quieted down while she had waited, but surely her Master wouldn't have just... "Are you calling me a liar?" the girl hissed, and Saeri was startled by a sharp slap across her face before she could even respond.

"You should know your place... what the fuck are you thinking leering at us humans with a hard-on like that, I bet you wish you could rape us, huh? You ashies are all the same". "N-no miss, I'm b-blind, I can't-" "You're buh-buh-blind?" the girl mockingly interrupted her; "No wonder you got ditched, you're pretty worthless for a slave". It couldn't be true... had her Master really left without her? "Hold on, let me get my phone out" another girl laughed, and Saeri felt the girl in front of her roughly grab her chin. "Okay, ready". "Say it. Say I'm a worthless slave". "I'm s-sorry miss, I..." Saeri sputtered, pressing her back against the brick wall behind her, but there was no escape for her. "Say it!!" the girl yelled, and Saeri swallowed in panic. "I-I'm... I'm a w-worthless... s-slave... ahhh!" she gasped as the girl suddenly clasped her erection, instantly returning it to full life. "Are you getting this?" the girl quickly asked her friend; were they taking pictures of her, or filming her or something? "I bet you want to cum, don't you" she heard her whisper, her voice full of disgust, but Saeri could only feel her soft hands around her dick, a droplet of her pussy juice running down her thigh as she fought her urge to hump against the girl's hand. "I..." she weakly managed to start, but there was no point in denying it. Her nipples were burning with desire, her dick aching with rekindled need and her pussy and ass were so wet, and she knew the bloodlust would keep her feeling that way until she finally managed to orgasm somehow. "Y-yes... yes please, m-miss..." she whimpered, blushing fiercely, and all three girls laughed.

"Want me to help you cum, ashy? I know just what you filth like, don't worry". Despite her deep shame, Saeri found herself nodding frantically. "Okay. Imagine my hand is a really tight pussy... just like a little girl's..." Feeling the grip around her member tighten, Saeri lost herself, humping pathetically into the girl's hand. "That's right... the virgin pussy of a human child you ashies love to rape..." She gasped - she wasn't like that at all, she would never do a horrible thing like that... "She's so scared, but her pussy is just so fine, isn't it? So nice and tight and warm around your hard dick..." "P-please, I w-would never hurt-" "You're still fucking my hand, you filthy liar" the girl spat, and Saeri realized it was true - she couldn't stop herself, couldn't stop her body's desperate craving for an orgasm, no matter how humiliating or wounding the girl's words were. "Look at how wet you're getting just thinking about it..." the girl continued, using her free hand to slide at least three fingers deep into her sopping pussy, "...so how about you just admit it... say I'm a disgusting ashy slut who wants to rape little girls" "N-no..." Saeri stammered weakly, her legs trembling as her arousal built and built, her pussy squishing around the girl's fingers, her chain jingling with each desperate thrust of her hips, her pre-cum oozing onto her legs. "I won't let you get off until you admit it, you lying cunt".

Saeri swallowed nervously, her throbbing arousal dulling her thoughts and senses, only able to focus on the sheer need and pleasure she was experiencing. "I'm..." she started, blushing even deeper, but she knew her desire was too strong. "I'm a d-disgusting... ashy s-slut..." Saeri panted, almost moaning every word. "Yeah yeah, I'm getting it all" she heard an excited whisper in the back. "...who w-wants... to rape... to rape little... g-girls..." She felt terrible even just saying it, but she had no choice, she just wanted to cum so bad... "Just as I thought" the girl laughed, her fingers instantly slurping out of the slave's pussy, her hand simply releasing its tight grip on Saeri's pulsing shaft; in her frantic, aroused daze, Saeri blindly humped after her, feeling her orgasm so close now, but with a shrill snap her chain went taut, denying her any chance of further stimulation. The girls never intended to let her cum... and only now she heard the murmur of the small crowd that had formed around them. "We should teach that dirty cunt a lesson..." the third girl offered, "I say we find something to fuck her ass with until she bleeds..." Saeri even welcomed that utterly depraved idea, turning around and bending over submissively - she'd do anything to reach her peak now... "Wow, look at that slut, I bet she'd cum even from getting her ass raped. Linda, you keep filming... I think we might be able to use-" "That's enough" a man's voice suddenly boomed to her right - was that... Master?! "Clear out you three - I don't want this crap at my store, you're chasing away my customers". The store owner... "Fuck you, ashy lover!" one of the girls yelled, their mopeds already revving up, the grating noise soon blending with the rest of traffic as they sped off.

"T-thank you sir" Saeri whimpered halfheartedly, her realization of what she had been inviting the girls to do only slowly dawning on her. "And you... what are you doing chained to my store - where's your owner?" "I... I don't know," Saeri muttered apologetically, "sir, the market isn't really over yet, is it? I mean... my Master wouldn't..." "Just great, an abandoned slave. This day just couldn't get any better". Abandoned. Saeri's spirit was crushed by the finality of the word, stripping what little reference she had in this world from her, her mind fighting to deny the dawning realization. She heard the rattle of her chain, felt slight tugs as the man was applying some tool to the shackles; the final metallic snap sent a chill down her spine, the last certainty in her life just severed. "There, you're free - now get out of here". Free... she didn't even know what that meant. It only sounded like a harsh sentence to her, terrified her. "F-forgive me sir, I don't know where to go... I... I can't see, and... if I could just w-wait here for my Master, I'm sure..." her voice faltered as she heard the man's irritated sigh. "Not my problem. Go search for him or something if you're so desperate to be his property, just don't do it in front of my store". Another moment of hesitation was too much for the man, and Saeri yelped as she felt a sharp swat on her ass, forcing her to stumble forward, her first hesitant steps alone in the hostile city.

Chapter 2: Saeri's Hope

It was dizzying out in the open, her arousal slowly diminishing as her anxiety increased. The only reference Saeri had was the way she was led here - through the bustling market, then across a noisy street; if she could somehow get back to where the slave caravan was stationed, at least she'd know if the girls had been telling the truth... But without her Master to guide her, even just crossing the street would be a dangerous challenge. Cars went by before her again and again, honking loudly at each other as seemed to be custom in this city. But Yua was beyond that street, waiting for her... At the first lull in traffic she could sense, she strode forward with pounding heart, almost instantly greeted by screeching breaks and an ear-shattering claxon. She stood frozen with fear, the car's horn repeatedly pressed, and panicking, she finally regained enough sense to run across, scraping her foot on the curb in her hurry, the remnant of her chain leash slapping painfully against her body as she stopped on the other side. The cars behind her resumed their way, but she was almost too frightened to remain upright herself, her legs shaking as hear near-accident slowly sank in. Her only consolation was the smell around her: rotting fish, the smell of the market. She forced herself to move on; she couldn't be abandoned in this city, surely Yua would stop her Master, make him come back for her...

But her heart sank with each step she took. The only sound left on the market was a steady sweeping of rough brooms echoing across the square, and the crunching of plastic and organic rubble under her feet. She was wandering around aimlessly, almost wishing for the stench of the slave truck, but there was nothing but debris. The market was gone. The slave caravan had moved on without her. It was true... Master had abandoned her, took Yua with him, leaving her all alone... She stopped walking, sank through her knees in confused despair, but somehow, she could understand it as well. Why would her master keep her and feed her if he couldn't sell her to anyone... She had actually been lucky her Master tried as long as he had to sell her, but she didn't deserve her place on the smelly blanket in the slave truck if no one wanted to buy her. They were just better off without her; but that left her all alone, and she had no idea what she was supposed to do now, where she was supposed to go, how she was supposed to live. She caught a scent drifting in on the breeze that had begun blowing: there was still some food lying here somewhere, and it reminded her of her growing hunger. But as she scurried over to the source, a discarded pastry of sort, bending down with a blush, she just couldn't bring herself to bite the soiled bread, the smell of fish waste and mud the leftover seemed to be lying in too disgusting.

"This ain't a restaurant, ashy!" a woman's deep voice suddenly commanded from a distance, and Saeri rose up in fright - she could hear the heavy boots approaching, but before she could mumble an apology the worker already roughly pushed her away with her broom. "Fucking dark elf trash" the woman called after her, and walking off in fear, those words tore into her soul - in a way, that's what she was. Dark elf trash, left behind by her owner, swept off the market by the cleaning crew. Her Master really was gone... but perhaps there was someone out there that could still use her... maybe a poor student wanting to relax after his exams, or a horny girl using her to practice her blowjobs for her boyfriend... She guiltily bit her lip as she felt her dick begin to throb warmly again at those thoughts, though the cold wind swept mercilessly through the narrow streets she was wandering through; it was quieter here, the roads traversable without as much risk to her life. "E-excuse me, ma'am," Saeri stuttered as she heard the repeated snips of a garden tool, accompanied by the soft humming of what sounded like a middle-aged woman, "I... was wondering if you would know a p-place where... someone like me could be of-" "Huh? What do you want, why aren't you with your master?" "I... I think I don't... have a Master r-right now, so..." Saeri smiled thinly, the meaning of those words weighing on her heart. "You're a stray? You'd better get out of this neighborhood then... plenty of families here who lost someone to dark elf raids... and you really don't want the authorities to arrest you". "I... I see, th-thank you kindly" Saeri bowed as she picked up on the irritation in the woman's voice, and hurried along the freshly-cut hedge.

Finding someone would be difficult... she really had no idea where to look, but at least the one nice thing about having nowhere to be was that any direction was as good to her as the next now; she just had to keep her hope up that somebody out there would want her. And walking kept her reasonably warm... she'd just follow the walls, wherever they would take her, but so far she couldn't even find someone to help point her in the right direction. Most people just ignored her, some insulted her, or just bumped into her before she could address them - sometimes by accident, but others clearly did it on purpose, mocking her or laughing as they walked off. Saeri fought to keep her spirits up, even when her fatigue eroded her balance and particularly savage collisions started sending her to the pavement. Her previously impeccable oiled skin already felt encrusted with grime and dirt from her falls, and still she kept going, her heart lifted when two boys finally listened to her pleas. "Just keep walking!" the two encouraged her after pointing her in a direction... and in retrospect, it would've been better if she had just walked into the wall they aimed her at, provided them the cruel amusement they hoped for... "Fucking ashy... we don't want your kind here in Ellyras" one of them yelled as she stopped in time, the sound of a shattering of a stone just left of her head a shrill indication that they didn't appreciate her defiance... She scraped her rounded shoulder blindly running along the wall to find shelter from more stones flung her way, and staggered through the streets that followed, frightfully listening for their footsteps behind her. How was she supposed to survive in a city this hostile... why did it all have to be so complicated...

When she was only a child, things had been simple: like all dark elf slaves she was born armless, and her nanny would assist her whenever she needed anything, letting her grow up without a care in the world... even having both male and female parts was just something certain newborn slaves were born with, her nanny explained - it was nothing to worry about. Back then, she didn't need a purpose in life - she was cared for, fed, played with the other young dark elf slaves... loved, despite her visual handicap. Up until the day when her destiny was revealed to her, the day on which she was deemed old enough to start her training as a slave. "Out of my way" a man startled her from her thoughts, roughly pushing her against the wall she was following, and Saeri crumpled to the pavement, welcoming a moment's rest after her fearful escape just earlier. Perhaps the harsh transition from her kind, protective nanny to her strict and cruel first trainer had been intentional; to be pulled from a loving embrace and informed her sole purpose in life was to be a docile slave, serving her human masters with her body in any way they desired, had been incredibly effective in breaking her spirit. Her trainer had whipped absolute obedience into her in a manner of days, what little concept she had of freedom sealed with the lashes on her back... but she had been happy to serve, happy to obey. Her purpose in life was to be a fucktoy, and as her body bloomed to maturity, that prospect had become more and more appealing to her.

It wasn't just the wind picking up now; it was getting colder, and the streets were gradually becoming even more quiet as night had to be setting in. She couldn't stay here, the unsheltered and cold pavement chilling her already, but the distant sound of splashing water reminded her of one of her simple needs - her painful journey had left her simply parched. She shivered as she sat down on the wet base of the fountain she discovered, slowly lowering her trembling lips to find the water surface - despite its foul taste it quenched her thirst well enough, though the gentle spray of water that the wind swept in was chilling her to the bone. While drinking, she thought back to when she met her Master for the first time - she had been so excited, eager even when she was sold, feeling so confident she would be worth a good kriss, fantasizing about being resold to a cute human boy or girl, and they would become friends, and she could teach what she knew of giving and taking pleasure... She was trained well, and when Master first sampled her, she had been wet and ready; despite his roughness, pulling her closer by her long hair, forcing her down, deeply penetrating her pussy without any sort of foreplay... she had loved it, her seed spraying out of her hard dick as she felt her Master fill her pussy with cum, despite how one-sided it had been intended as. Perhaps that's why Master kept her around for as long as he did - perhaps he thought that her sheer enthusiasm for her fate would somehow compensate for her glaring shortcomings.

She'd need to find somewhere to spend the night... yet she knew her chances for a warm place to sleep were slim at best. Everyone in Ellyras seemed to despise dark elves, and though she had no idea what a real dark elf was like, they had to be horrible creatures to inspire such livid hatred. She couldn't help being born as one, or at least the armless slave breed, but if she indeed looked anything like a real dark elf she could understand why even just her appearance sparked such anger. Her only consolation now was that she was bred by humans to be their tool, their docile servant, and perhaps that would be enough to show these people that she was different - she wasn't scary or cruel, just obedient and horny. But the people of Ellyras didn't seem interested in her, nobody did... She sighed as another shiver ran down her spine - despite how cold her skin was feeling, her body was still very warm inside, every stray thought quickly returning life to her erection. Bloodlust was relentless, her pleasant arousal now a nagging fever, and just didn't seem to let up. Crouching down in what felt like a somewhat sheltered corner she bent down as far as she could, but she had never been nimble enough to suck herself off, what little stimulation her legs could offer wasn't enough, and mentally and physically exhausted as she was she simply couldn't bring herself to try harder. She resigned to her fate for now, resting her head on the cold pavement and huddling up as much as she could to stay warm; letting her tiredness come over her, she held on to her hope that perhaps things would be better in the morning.

"Just relax". Yua's voice, a ray of warmth in her misery, and yet... Yua was gone, she had to be dreaming. "Look at how hard you are, you little slut... I guess we'd better make you cum soon, huh?" Yua teased, and Saeri smiled - even if it was just a dream, it was all she had left of her. "Yes please... I've been so cold, and yet..." she whispered, feeling herself blush; she was lying on her old, crusty mattress, but she couldn't smell the slave truck, only Yua's gentle fragrance she had grown to love so much. "Mmm, yes... your skin feels so cold... but I know how I can warm you up". Saeri gasped as she felt Yua's lips touch her neck, her slender, oiled hands caressing her rounded shoulders - the girl was so thorough in her ministrations, and Saeri was so impatient to cum... But slaves weren't allowed to beg for release, weren't allowed to speak unless spoken to. She bit her lip in delight as Yua's hands traced down her body, rubbing around her breasts, then down her belly, caressing her hips - she could feel the puddle of pre-cum dripping from her dick, could feel the wet stain her pussy was leaving on the mattress, but all she could do was lie there patiently while Yua worked her magic. "Are you feeling warmer already?" her caretaker asked, and Saeri nodded - Yua's warm hands were wonderful, stroking down every inch of her legs, then back up, massaging her thighs, around her hips again, up between her breasts... Saeri could feel her dick twitch in anticipation of Yua's touch, but not even a teasing stroke or lick came, just the gentle massage, until every inch of her body felt like it was on fire. "P-please Yua" she finally whimpered, ashamed to disobey her training like that, but she simply couldn't take it anymore.

Yua's hands left her body, though she could sense her staring at her; her heart pounding, Saeri heard the metallic click of the girl's belt, then the soft rustle of her clothing. "I'm getting warm as well, Saeri..." she whispered seductively, and Saeri could feel her breath on her skin, could feel her radiant warmth. "I will let you fuck me today, would you like that?" Saeri gasped as she heard the offer. "B-but Yua... what if Master finds out..." "Don't worry about Master... he won't mind," Yua gently kissed her forehead, "besides, it's just you and me here, right?" "O-okay" Saeri stammered, losing herself to her fantasy - Yua wouldn't offer herself like that, would always just service her with hand and mouth, but this was her dream after all... "C'mon... I'm ready for you... can you smell how horny I am?" She could, the distinct smell of musk close by driving her wild with longing, and when she heard Yua move over to another bed, she followed without a second thought. But with a harsh snap, her collar chain went taut. "Saeri, hurry..." Yua lewdly beckoned, but as much as Saeri tried, she found she was firmly bolted to the wall. "Yua, I'm... I'm still..." she gasped as she caught her breath, biting her lip in frustration as she heard Yua's aroused sighs. "Please Saeri... I'm on all fours for you... put your hard dick into my wet pussy and fuck me good..." "M-my collar... it's..." Saeri whimpered, humping her hips into thin air; Yua felt so close, she wanted it so badly, and yet...

"Well well, I believe we have located our treasure, my sisters" a cold, cruel voice suddenly spoke, or had it been there before? It was a strange language, a dialect Saeri could somehow understand, but she could only focus on Yua's fearful scream. "Silence that pink-skinned slut" the female voice commanded, and Yua's cries were instantly muffled, a bed creaking noisily under what sounded like a fierce struggle. "W-what are you doing with Yua?!" Saeri called nervously, a strange smell filling the room. "Why do you care for that pathetic human, mongrel?" Dark elves. These were dark elves, real dark elves... "It-it's not... she's only... p-please don't hurt her". "Oh, how sweet... this little mongrel loves her slave driver, doesn't she? You leave us no choice, we will harm her... the human filth must learn who is the superior race". "T-take me instead" Saeri whimpered, yet cringed as her valiant offer was met with mocking laughter. "We do not fornicate with pets," their leader giggled, "and it would be a shame to leave such a beautiful specimen untouched... her fairness is unknown to you, isn't it? There is no light in your eyes..." "P-please don't, it's... it's t-too big, it can't-ahhhmmmmpf!!" she heard Yua cry, followed by the satisfied moan of one of the dark elf women. "Mmm yes... my sister is inserting her member deep down your human's throat right now, such a spectacle you are missing... it is a shame her vagina is lubricated to such an extent already, what amusement can there be in that?" "Fear not, sister... her nether hole is still sufficiently tight" another voice panted, and Saeri felt her eyes tear up as she heard Yua's muffled scream.

"Does listening to her arouse you? Your little penis is quite erect right now" the dark elf in front of her smiled, and Saeri gasped as she felt a long fingernail slide against the tip of her dick. "I..." Saeri started, feeling herself blush deeply; why were there dark elves here, what were they doing to Yua... and why was she still feeling so... so... "You wish you were there copulating with the human, don't you. Let me be your eyes..." The woman's hand travelled up her body, softly scratching against her sensitive nipples, and Saeri bit her lip to keep from moaning - she couldn't betray Yua... but even just hearing the girl get fucked like this was just... "My sister is holding the human down like an animal, her member thrusting deep in and out of her stretched nether hole... her vagina is leaking indecent amounts of fluids down her legs, and can you hear the change in her voice?" Saeri listened with pounding heart, the wet, sloppy rhythm before her mixed with strange cries, as if Yua was torn between pain and... pleasure. "Yes, she is certainly starting to enjoy what is done to her... her breasts are bouncing with each thrust, her behind clenching down on the member inside her... and her oral ministrations have become so enthusiastic that my other sister had to pull out... Her delicate pink vagina is simply begging for penetration now, shall we see just how desperate she is...?" The hands left her body again, and almost involuntarily Saeri humped after them, her pre-cum dribbling from her shaft, her trembling thighs wet with her juices, but her collar chain was unrelenting.

"M-more... gimme more...!" Saeri was shocked to hear Yua pant. "Such a filthy creature you are... I take it you will gladly become our captive, then". Were these women planning to abduct Yua?! "F-fuck me... fuck my p-pussy... please..." Yua begged, her words mixed with lewd moans. "It seems the human is quite taken with the proportions of a proper dark elf" the woman laughed cruelly, and Saeri couldn't help feel jealous - if only they would have fucked her instead of Yua... she wanted a big dick in her empty pussy so bad... "Do you submit to your dark elf mistresses, human? Do you vow to be our obedient servant?" "Mmm... f-fuck me... p-please fuck me with... with your... delicious cocks..." Yua moaned, sounding almost delirious with pleasure. "What is your answer, human?" "Mmmmmmyesss... m-make me your slave... I'll... I'll be a g-good pink-skinned s-slut... f-for you..." "Hold her up" another voice requested, and Saeri moaned with longing as she heard Yua's cry of pleasure as she no doubt received her reward. "Did you hear what the human said, mongrel? And to think you serve such a pathetic creature..." the woman whispered into her ear, her hands sliding across her breasts again; Saeri sighed, a twisted smile on her face. "T-this is just a bad dream... my friend Yua would never say such a thing..." Yua shrieked, the two dark elves with her moaning as Saeri imagined them pumping her holes full of their hot cum, and in sheer empathy Saeri felt herself get so close as well... "Then why are you dreaming such things about your friend, hmm? What does that tell us about you?"

Saeri had no answer, was too aroused to think properly, and moaned in longing as she heard the dark elf woman walk off to Yua again. "Would you enjoy fornicating with your old pet one last time before you become our property, human? Even a little stimulation would suffice for her... and her lovely smooth balls simply seem to be brimming with cum". Saeri swallowed nervously, her dick indeed throbbing with desperate need. She knew she was just dreaming... but she wanted it so bad, just wanted to cum... "Nah... I'm not interested in that ashy slave cunt at all" Yua giggled, and the dark elves laughed with her, tears welling up in Saeri's blind eyes as she heard the dismissive words. "Well, mongrel... the human has no sympathy for you... you are as worthless to her as you are to everyone else". She nodded in defeat, tears rolling down her face, across her sensitive breasts, suddenly feeling so cold, so alone again. "Did you hear me, ashy?" the dark elf insisted in a strangely different tone, "Get up, I don't want my children seeing the likes of you here, okay?!" Saeri startled awake as someone shook her shoulder, the dark elf's voice changing to that of a frightened woman. "And go cool off in the rain you pervert, geez" the woman added, and Saeri half-consciously realized that after her shameful dream, her dick was already embarrassingly erect. She barely managed to stagger upright, her legs cramped from her uncomfortable sleeping position, shivering in the cold as she was fully exposed once again. "I'm s-sorry miss, I didn't know-" "My little girl's too young to be seeing that sort of thing, now get out of here before I get my husband to teach you a good lesson". "F-forgive me" Saeri whimpered, taking her first steps out of her shelter, still dizzy from her sleep, though an immediate drizzle of rain quickly began waking her up. Of course, it had just been a dream... she wasn't a slave anymore. She was free... and as helpless as the night before...

Chapter 3: Saeri's Purpose

The rain was coming down steadily now, and after enduring the cold shower for a while, Saeri tried to find shelter along the wall she was following. Her confusing dream still lingered however, had left her so horny again, her erection refusing to come down after her shameful awakening, her balls feeling so tight... Especially Yua's words kept replaying in her mind; Yua never said those things to her, and Saeri wanted to believe she never would either - Yua was the closest thing to a friend she had ever had. Yet in her dream, she had let her friend get raped by those dark elves... had even felt jealous when she was forced to listen to their big cocks squishing into Yua's dripping holes. What if that really was her depraved fantasy... what if deep down, she really was the kind of dark elf people here had come to hate so much. Perhaps it was a good thing she had no arms... feeling as horny as she did, even the harsh accusations of the three girls yesterday were starting to sound plausible, and she'd simply use arms to pull a young girl to the ground, rip off her clothing and thrust her dick deep into her tight pussy, pumping madly until she'd finally shoot her thick load into the mewling girl... Her thoughts shamed her, but no matter what she tried, it was getting too hard not to think about sex. The raindrops almost sizzled on the heat of her dick and nipples, and she had to steel her mind to calm down a little, but as soon as her arousal gave way, her hunger began to play up. Even the dirty, discarded pastry from yesterday would be welcome to her now... even just thinking about that made her stomach rumble.

She couldn't stay here - the rain was getting even worse, and the wall offered no shelter from the gusts of wind lashing through the street. Trying to ignore the stale smell of urine, she moved into a narrow alley she found, where only sporadic drops of rain could reach her. "Well w-well... a dark elf slave girl, all by herself" a slurring voice spoke before she could even find a decent place to sit, and she fearfully backed up against the wall as an intoxicating cloud of alcohol enveloped her, fingers groping her shivering shoulders mere moments later. "Blind, even... and your chain is broken, interesting, interesting... did you run away from your master, little one?" the man breathed into her face, tugging the end of her broken collar chain. "N-no sir, m-my master..." she started in fear - she could lie and say Master would come right back to her... but slaves weren't allowed to lie. She had no owner, was hungry, horny... this could be her last chance, her only chance; though drunk, the man's voice had a strange sophistication about it. "...m-my master abandoned me... I have no owner... if... if you want, my pussy is hot and wet sir..." "I can see that... such arousal despite this horrid weather... must be a potent aphrodisiac" the man breathed more heavily now, and Saeri blushed as she nodded, forcing her best smile, her heart pounding with excitement. "I'm always a little horny sir, and v-very obedient... I c-could be your slave if you wish, I don't eat much, s-sir... would you like to... t-try me out?" she offered, almost forgetting to thrust out her modest chest like Yua taught her - did she sound too desperate, too pathetic? "I have no interest in screwing strays sporting erections, but..." the man chuckled, and Saeri kept some hope as she heard him unbuckling his trousers. "M-my ass is nice and wet as well sir, if you prefer-" "I prefer you to be silent and get on your knees where you belong".

The impatient man roughly pushed her down while the smell of his dick in front of her blended with the odor of booze around her. "Now be a good stray slut and use your mouth to bring me off". She could do this - she was trained to provide oral pleasure as much as anything, and she had to show this man what a good slave she was. Saeri moaned in surprise as she wrapped her lips around the man's half-erect member - there was nothing foul about it, it was simply the delightful taste of a human dick... perhaps, the taste of her new... Master? "Mmm... such enthusiasm to service a stranger... they truly whipped all dignity out of you" the man mocked her, but Saeri smiled, eagerly running her tongue against the base of his hardening dick while her lips started a gentle motion around the shaft. Slaves needed no dignity, and she simply loved sucking cock, loved the delicious taste, the throbbing warmth in her mouth, the texture on her tongue... "You'll have to do better than that..." he warned, and Saeri moaned with her increased efforts; the man's dick simply wasn't very responsive. Yua had let her drink alcohol once... she knew what it did to an erection, but if she performed well enough, maybe she could even convince him to keep her after all, maybe even fuck her... "That's better... I want to see your drool dripping down your chin, slave". Saeri blushed at the half-hearted compliment, his erection still not quite there despite her frantic slurping, pressing her lips around his tip, then taking him deep again, trying to stimulate him as much as possible with her tongue. If only someone would suck her like this, she'd cum in seconds...

"This is c-certainly taking too long" the man grunted, though his breath was getting ragged; impatiently, he clasped her hair for support and began roughly thrusting into her mouth. Saeri fought to keep up, trying to support his broken rhythm as much as she could, but despite her inviting pussy, so hot and wet with her juices, the man seemed content just fucking her mouth with his finally firm erection. "That's good... suck like the hungry little whore you are" she could hear the man pant, a few tell-tale twitches in his dick announcing his approaching peak. She could only give a muffled moan in response, hoping it would be enough to encourage him: her mouth getting filled with delicious cum... she shamefully salivated at the thought of it, knew she wouldn't spill a drop, even though the man's grip was almost painful now. "Ahh... n-now open wide, my little stray..." the man grunted, but she groaned in frustration as he pulled his dick out of her mouth, rigorously jerking his pulsing shaft, wet with her saliva, in front of her. Desperately, she opened her mouth as instructed, trying to face from where she heard the sound, but couldn't help a hot string of cum splashing onto her face instead, her tongue only managing to catch a few droplets trailing down her cheeks while the man wiped his dick on her armless shoulder. After quickly licking off what else she could, she shakily rose to her feet again - she couldn't afford to mess up now. "H-how did I do, sir? Would you like to keep me...?"

"Don't be ridiculous" the man laughed, a shuffling sound announcing his pants being pulled back up; his laughter shattered Saeri's hope - was it something she did wrong? Something she didn't do right? "What would my wife think if I brought home a useless, blind sex slave - what would my friends think? No no my little stray, I'm afraid you only have my inebriety to thank for your opportunity to be used as a sperm receptacle". "I-I'm sorry sir... d-do you think s-someone else would b-be interested, I... I mean... I'm so hungry... and m-my dick is so hard..." "Listen... the only thing anyone here will be interested in is seeing you suffer. You know why? Because everyone in this city hates you. When they look at you, they'll just be reminded of the brother they lost to the dark elves, or the sister that returned home unrecognizable to anyone... seeing your misery will at least provide them with some sadistic entertainment". "B-but... what am I s-supposed to do... why are y-you so mean, I c-can't help-" "Aww. Life isn't fair, ashy. Face it... you're a worthless stray. Nobody cares about you. The best thing you could hope for is to find some vagrants in a piss-stained alley like this that'll let you suck their disgusting little dicks for some nourishment. That's not being mean, that's being realistic. Do you understand that, you dumb little cunt?" In a miserable daze, Saeri nodded, the man's words slowly hammering home. "Y-yes sir". "Very good. Now don't even think about following me out... I don't want to be seen with ashy filth like you".

The man simply staggered off after his final insult. Saeri clumsily stumbled after his footsteps, but kept her distance as instructed, until their sound disappeared into the noise of the city. Hungrily licking the little streaks of cum from her shoulder, she pitifully wondered if she could even survive on semen alone, servicing vagrants in dirty alleys like the man suggested... A tired smirk appeared on her face - was living her life as a cum dumpster really the most she could hope to be now? Was there really no one out there that would offer her a place to stay... that would feed her... and fuck her ass and pussy so hard, and oh, jerk her shaft until her cum would gush out... she moaned, trembling on her legs, trying to calm her unsatisfied needs. No, they were just unreasonable dreams... and as she stepped back into the rain, the steady droplets slowly washing away the sticky sperm from her face and hair, she realized there just wasn't a point to keeping her hopes up for a wonderful life in the loving care of a nice Master anymore. Stumbling blindly through the streets again, she just apologized as a man rudely bumped into her, just smiled at the name-calling from a group of adolescents. If she'd just keep on walking through this rain... out of this city, out of this province... how long would she have to keep walking before someone would accept her again?

It was getting difficult to focus - her mind clouded with hunger and brooding lust, and more and more her missteps on the rough pavement and cobblestones she passed over were exhausting her stride. But now she was tormented by the delicious smell of food nearby as well; the street around her sounded quite busy, and she could walk only slowly, trying her best to keep people in the crowd from stepping on her feet. She couldn't help it, she was drawn to the scent of fried pork before her, swallowing her saliva down as her stomach churned noisily. A slight giggle followed by a swift poke to her right distracted her. "I-I'm sorry, I was c-careless..." she whispered apologetically, but before she could move on something delicious was shoved under her nose. "You look hungry, ashy... would you like this nice chunk of crisp pork, huh?" Saeri could hear the mocking tone in the woman's voice, but smiled regardless - she simply had nothing to lose. "Y-yes... yes ma'am, I'm really hungry... but I have n-no money..." "Of course you don't... animals like you don't have pockets to keep kriss in. But you want my leftovers, don't you. Let's see you beg for them". Saeri hung her head, confused as to what was expected of her. "...p-please use this slave... to get rid of-" she tried, but a sudden and sharp slap across her cheek told her she failed. "Sit pretty ashy, like the animal that you are".

With a wry smile, Saeri complied like a good slave - even knowing that the chances of actually getting any of the food were slim, if humans enjoyed seeing her kneel and grovel, she'd kneel and grovel. "Plea-" she started over, but another slap immediately silenced her. "A stray bitch like you shouldn't speak. Pant and whine for it, you miserable mutt". She heard others laugh now, and she blushed deeply with the attention her groveling was getting. Thrusting out her bare chest, she hung her head back, trying to face up at the woman before her, and gave her best imitation of canine whine, then panted nervously. "A good bitch lets her tongue hang out when she pants" the woman corrected her, and Saeri hastily complied, her saliva immediately trailing down her chin - was this how a dog begged? Would it be enough? "Now wag your tail for us, mutt, show how badly you want it" the woman continued. Momentarily confused, Saeri began shaking her hips, the crowd around her roaring with laughter as she felt her throbbing erection flop from side to side. "Good bitch... now go fetch your treat" the woman hissed. A dull splash followed somewhere behind her, but Saeri was ecstatic - did the woman actually throw her leftovers on the ground for her? Was she really going to let her eat it?! Stumbling forward on her knees, she fought to keep her balance as she scurried towards where she heard the morsels land. "Look at her go!" a man laughed; "She's heading the wrong way, is the stupid thing blind or something?" another woman whispered. To further amusement of the crowd, she sniffed the air for clues to its location, finally locating the chunk of meat and hungrily sunk her teeth into the now mud-coated scraps.

Her stomach was still growling as the crowd laughed around her... no, that snarl, that hairy smell in front of her... A sharp bark at her ear made her cower in fright, her legs slithering across the mud as she tried to get to safety, nervously swallowing the small bite she managed. "Ha ha, let's see how hungry she really is" the woman remarked, and trembling on her knees, Saeri gathered all her courage and inched closer to the dog that chased her off, the sound of his teeth ripping through the meat sending shivers down her spine. He only paused to send her a guttural growl that made the futility of her attempt very clear, and defeated, she crawled back to safety, her feet slipping out from under her as she tried to get up. "I guess she already had enough, folks" the woman concluded, and the crowd chuckled with her. "But that mutt is coming around for his dessert, look!" a young man to her left exclaimed, and panicking, she increased her efforts to get up, this time thwarted by a hand pushing her back down. A wet nose was sniffing at her ass, followed by a sloppy lick across her slit, brushing past the base of her tight balls - Saeri moaned, unprepared for the pleasure it triggered on her warm and hyper-sensitive crotch. "Listen to that, she definitely wants it". Saeri squirmed in panic as heavy paws on her back forced her face into the mud - was the dog really mounting her...?

"What a lucky little slut". Oblivious to the comments around her, Saeri cried out with mixed surprise, agony and... pleasure as the dog unceremoniously plunged his canine member deep into her pussy, his menacing growl inches away discouraging any further struggling. "Isn't she ashamed? Look at how hard her dick is already, geez". The dog's saliva trailed onto her neck, the clumsy rhythm the dog started inside her snatch almost enough to make her stomach turn... "Is she really enjoying getting fucked by a dog?!" She finally found someone still willing to have sex with her: a mangy beast, searching the streets for garbage... and it had found her. No matter how disgusting it was, her body was reacting to their copulation, her desperate pussy instinctively clamping down on the mutt's erection. "Serves that fucking ashy right". Was she even any better than this dog... her body certainly didn't distinguish between them, and Saeri was quickly feeling too aroused to resist much further. "Listen to her moan... she must be hoping for puppies, ha ha". It was true... she couldn't help moan like a cheap slut, her sensitive breasts sliding through the cold mud, her dick pulsing with desire, her pussy so full with the animal's member. The bloodlust simply wasn't giving her a choice... "Good doggy, fill that worthless ashy cunt with your seed". She was instinctively humping back at her stray lover now, biting her lip in involuntarily pleasure, her mud-streaked hair sticking to her face as she panted and moaned. A stray dog raping her wasn't going to make her cum... was it? "That slave has no shame..."

And suddenly, with a wild yelp and frantic thrusting, her mate shot his hot jizz deep inside of her. And to her utter surprise and humiliation, her bloodlust-fevered body immediately responded, her own dick discharging all her pent-up sperm with overwhelming pleasure, spurt after spurt of her cum splashing into the mud, her pussy milking the canine's member for every last drop of its semen as she shuddered with the most forceful orgasm of her life. A mad smile appeared on her face as she dazedly lifted her head from the mud, her body wracked with more and more small orgasms as she felt the dog attempt to pull out, his swollen knot tying them together for now. "How disgusting". Her face covered in mud, lying in a puddle of her own cum, locked with a mutt as she slowly came down from her orgasmic high, she truly felt disgusting, yet finally understood what her purpose was. The giggles in the crowd around her, the mocking words, the cruel insults flung at her... perhaps this really was all she was good for in this city. With one last cry of pain and pleasure, Saeri slumped back down into the mud as the stray finally managing to pull free, trotting off into the crowd. She lay there panting with a dazed smile on her face, feeling the dog's sperm slowly leak out of her snatch; people around her resumed their business, the show was over.

"Quite entertaining, ashy" someone above her spoke, and Saeri forced a tired smile. "Go on, eat it". It took her a while to realize the man was holding out something for her, something that smelled... like food, and without thinking further, she hungrily bit down on the offered chunk of bread. The humiliation by the woman, her degradation to be mounted like an animal in front of all those people had earned her a reward. Could she survive here on these streets... as a lewd jester, entertaining the people with her shame just like the sophisticated drunk had said? People would revile her, only seeing her as a disgusting dark elf, born armless to prevent her from acting on her dark desires. Still haunted by her dream, where she let Yua be so cruelly molested, she wondered if perhaps she really was deserving of their hatred. It didn't matter anymore; these people would ignore her, or abuse her, rape her... blind as she was, she'd be powerless to stop them, and that would be her service to her human masters, her final purpose. But she was already so tired. After her orgasm, the bloodlust she had felt was gone. She grew colder, her body shivering as it came to terms with the chill around her again. She couldn't stay here, but lacked the strength or conviction to get up... in a way, she could fulfill her purpose just pathetically lying there on the mud-covered square.

Saeri wasn't sure how long she lay there in the icy mud. Everything was blurring together as her face felt warmer and warmer, her body alternating between icy shivering and feverish heat that even the occasional rain couldn't cool. And yet, it didn't seem to matter anymore. Her purpose required no fighting, no hope. This city, this world didn't care for her, and she was glad she finally understood that. People seeing her shivering in the filth could smile and delight in her suffering... Perhaps she would evoke feelings of revulsion and sadness, mothers covering their children's eyes as they hurried past, her presence nothing but an unpleasant reminder of the ugly aspects of life... "Saeri... come with me, sweety". Yua's voice, a ray of warmth in her despair, and yet... Yua was gone. But she wasn't sleeping... it couldn't be a dream. "Y-Yua? Is... is it really you... I thought... you left without me... but you wouldn't... do that... I... dreamt such horrible things about you, I..." she sniffled, trying to rise up from the cold mud, but her legs barely responded.

"A dream is just a dream. And you're right, I would never leave my dear Saeri behind. Now that I've found you... let's leave this miserable city together, go someplace warm and dry, okay?" "T-thank you... Yua... b-but... won't Master be... upset if... you bring me back to the caravan..." Saeri stammered, slumping back down in the mud; in response, Yua caressed her face ever so gently. "We're not going back to the caravan, Saeri. You're free now, no more auctions, no more doubt". "But... I don't want to be free anymore Yua... please, don't let me be free..." Saeri whispered tiredly, feeling strangely light - was Yua lifting her up? "Ah... let me be your Mistress then, Saeri. Will you be a horny, obedient slave for me?" Saeri's heart leapt with sudden joy, hearing those words. Yua would allow her to be her property...? "Yes... oh yes Mistress, you c-can... trust... your Saeri..." she faintly whispered, a tear of happiness running down her cheek. "Very well then. It's time to go, sweety". Saeri nodded, smiling blissfully.

End