The Keep

Strong Rape Warning

Kaesa, a.k.a. Sunia Frostwhisper, growled angrily, rubbing the developing bruise on the side of her head. She was naked, on a cold rock floor but for a centaur rug, a tiny mattress beside her, no blankets or pillows to be found. The tiny elf looked around for a source of warmth, and finding none, she moved to the bed, her legs firmly crossed, her arms covering her chest. Metal bars were thick across from her, behind them an empty, dry corridor, all rock. There was dampness in the air, and with no windows, she could only assume she was underground. She strained her ears, listening for sounds of life, only hearing her own breathing.

She waited, knowing she was in the right place.

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A large, metallic clang woke her. Sitting up, startled, in the bed, she moved back against the wall, clenching her thighs shut, her arms firmly over her chest. She was greeted by two trolls, lean and muscular, wearing matching green outfits that fit too tightly, displaying their physique a little too well, with daggers strapped to their hips. Brown masks covered their mouths and hair, leaving only their matching blue eyes exposed, which were narrowed in an identical look of lust and anger.

Loud, clanking footsteps echoed outside her cell and a tall, broad human strolled up, casually inspecting her fearful pose. He grunted, and the troll on the left opened the gate. They both saluted the human, and marched off, a heavy door closing behind them. The human walked up to her, sitting on the opposite end of the mattress, leaving the gate open behind him. He shook his head as he smiled a disarmingly handsome smile at her, chuckling, his laugh low in his chest and eerily cold. “I would love to see you try, elf.”

He watched her every move, his green eyes complimented by short brown hair, a strong jaw line attacked to his body by a muscular neck, his body boxed and strong – that of one who works hard to be powerful. Her eyes nervously darted from his to the door and with a grunt she leapt from the bed, ducking around him only to be grabbed from behind, one of his massive hands grabbing her firm chest, the other gripping her roughly between her thighs.

She stopped dead in her tracks, unsure of what she should do, and before she could come up with an answer, he easily lifted her up from beneath, slamming her face first on to the mattress. She let out a loud cry of surprise, her voice feminine and soft. He leaned his body over hers, pressing his crotch into her ass and whispering in her ear. “Sunia Frostwhisper, you’ve been arrested and convicted of theft, and you’ve been sentenced to jail. How long you stay here is dependent on you and you alone, and how well you behave. You want out, don’t you?”

She nodded, clenching her eyes shut to try to prevent the tears from escaping, failing. He grabbed her short, black hair, lifting her head from the mattress to make her look in his cold, uncaring eyes, a sinister grin on his lips. Licking her cheek, he again spoke, “Do as I say, and we’ll see about getting you out of here in one piece…”

Pressing her head down into the mattress roughly, he heavily dragged his hand down her neck, stopping at her shoulder blades. Easily pinning her down with his hand, he leaned forward, his other hand unbuttoning his pants, freeing his massive organ. Moving his hand from his cock to her naked body, he lifted her ass into the air, propping her up with his hand. She yelped, opening her eyes in fear, and wiggling her ass, trying to free herself, her hands flailing at her side as she yelled out aloud “Stop!”

The jailer grinned down at her wiggling body as he plowed his cock roughly into her tight cunt, the head roughly hitting her inner most point. With one hand still pinning her shoulders down into the mattress, he brings his other hand into the air, cracking it to her ass with a powerful blow, the skin reddening instantly. She tried to cry out, her head still mashed into the mattress, sobbing heavily, moaning in pain. He cried in glee at the sight, slamming himself back into her harder, again bringing his hand down on her ass. Pistoning in and out of her, with every thrust fresh tears coming to her eyes, he brings his thumb to her delicate sphincter, lightly rubbing it long enough for her to yell out in protest, before thrusting his thumb in, pounding it in further with each of his powerful thrusts.

His fucking shook through her entire body, pounding her head and shoulders into the mattress further as she cried and sobbed, the jailor brutally ravaging her lower body. His grunts of pleasure mixed with her cries and screams of pain.

When she had taken this assignment, she had gotten in way over her head.