EXTRACT FOR
Dark Elf
(Mike Hunt)

Fireflies blinked blue-green in the darkness that surrounded the small dell where Peninah had made her camp that evening, small branches crackled noisily as they burned bright casting long shadows. Above the embers portions of a small and tender rabbit roasted, the hapless creature falling to a swift and accurate arrow. The scene was idyllic, almost romantic, the naked ebony Elf stretched out upon a bed of soft meadow grass as she waited for her evening meal to finish cooking.

In the near distance the mountains loomed, she knew that she was just an hour or so from the forest. But it will be better to enter during the daylight tomorrow she had decided, and I'm in no hurry, I've had more than enough stimulation today, I don't need to cram everything into a single day and night.

Peninah closed her eyes and concentrated on the sounds of the night, the clicking of bats on the wing, insects humming and strumming in the bushes and undergrowth, a distant fox barked a high pitched challenge or warning. But too far away to cause any alarm or concern here she decided, if it had been a warning then the danger was many miles away.

But I must still be a little cautious she warned herself, she was now far from her village, and far from the lands controlled by her own kind. The mountains were the realm of her northern rock loving cousins, behind her lay the lands watched over by Dark Elves, but between, the land where she lay and the dark forest ahead, they were lands controlled by no-one. This is a lawless place she reminded herself then grinned, she was still feeling too horny to really feel any concern.

Perhaps it was the lingering effect of the giant leech bites, because they did have a calming and aphrodisiac effect that made Peninah lower her guard too far, she grew more and more drowsy as the firelight flickered patterns onto the surrounding bushes and the warmth lulled her almost to the point of sleep... she became so relaxed that the dozing Elf failed to pick up the creak of leather and the chink of chain mail until it was far too late.

Like a pack of rabid hunting dogs the Orcs pounced, eight of them, hard and ugly and cruel. In full armour they attacked, firelight reflected from steel mail and cruel curved scimitars. Heavy boots crushed down grass and flower tearing the ground as they rushed forward howling their battle cry. On they charged, then suddenly skidded to a halt as a very bemused and befuddled Peninah sat upright and stared about her.

"What is it?" an Orc whispered to the companion at his side, "Never saw nothin' like that before!"

"Dunno, but whatever it is it's female, look at the tits on it." came the reply with a hint of mirth, the Orc sheathed his sword. "What manner of creature are you?" he challenged as he stepped forward into the firelight.

"I am Peninah," she answered as she fingered her small blade and made an effort to stand, "And I am a Dark Elf."

"Don't know what you intend to do with that toy against eight members of the Imperial Guard, but if I were you I'd leave it in its sheath... or you might feel the sting of real steel, just a second before your pretty little head pops right off of your shoulders."

Peninah swallowed softly and nodded, then reached to her belt and unbuckled. Casting the strap and blade aside she intended to show them that she posed no threat, but all she managed to do was draw attention to her smooth naked mound. 

A menacing chuckle broke the silence that had descended and another of the heavy set Orcs stepped forward to squint down. "Looks like this little treat is already prepared and ready for us." he snuffled the air and grinned, the action revealing jagged yellow teeth, "I can smell her cunt from here, the dirty little slut is begging for it."

"So let's give her what she wants," another said as his heavy leather breeches hit the floor allowing his long, thick and wart covered cock to stand proud and strong.

Peninah gasped and attempted to crawl closer to her fire that had now burned low. Swiftly strong hands grabbed her and threw her roughly onto her back.