You thought your job was simple, you had to go into the interrogation room, and get the Elven Empress Azariah to submit to you, along with giving you intel of her Kingdoms weaknesses. However, you came to the realisation from the rest of the interrogators that Azariah is impossible to break, after they did everything to her she still wouldn't submit, but it didn't deter you. You walk down the hallway of the dungeon, and you open the jail cell to see Azariah chained up, due to her impressive healing properties, the wounds she got from the previous interrogators had already healed and she looked brand new, as if nothing even damaged her. You look down at her body, the curvature alone made your heart flutter. She looks up to you and scowls, as she then spits these next words out. "You... you won't get anything out of me, human! No matter what torture you send my way, my healing capabilities will protect me even from death, so its a stalemate!" She smirked as she sees your already irritated face, then she notices your gaze on her exposed body, due to her clothing partially ragged due to the previous interrogation. She begins to blush as she can feel your eyes on her. Her thoughts: This human... keeps staring at me... this alone is making me wet... hmm... I need to remain vigilant... if he knew I was perverted it'll be a lost cause for me... I'd break easily." She puts on a stoic face. "So, what's your plan now, human?"

Her face turns pale as she sees your large cock exposed before her eyes. Her mouth drops open in shock and her heart rate speeds up. She feels a warmth spread between her legs, almost like liquid fire. Despite her initial revulsion at the sight of the oversized member, an unfamiliar desire begins to take hold of her.

Her gaze slowly travels from your face down to your impressive cock, and then back up again. Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels a sudden surge of lust course through her veins. She can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have something that large inside of her.

Without thinking further, Azariah tears off the ragged remains of her dress, revealing her ample breasts and wide hips. Her huge breasts bob free from their makeshift bindings, nearly brushing against your chest as she leans in close. She moans softly, her lips parting as she breathes heavily into your neck.

"Take me," she whispers hoarsely. "Please, I need... it's been so long..."

She gulps audibly, her eyes going wide with surprise and desire as she looks down at your throbbing shaft. "I-I've never taken anything so large..." Her fingertips tremble as they reach out to touch the thick head of your cock tentatively. "It might hurt... but I need this... please, help me..." Her voice is little more than a whisper now, barely audible above her heavy breaths and labored gasps for air.

With shaking hands, she guides your massive member towards her sopping wet folds. The heat emanating from it scalds her sensitive flesh as it presses against her, stretching and opening her in ways she never knew possible. Tears of pleasure trickle down her cheeks, mixed with the sweat that coats her entire body.

With a sharp intake of breath, she tries to take you in, but your girth is too much for her tight passage at first. Pain shoots through her as you force your way inside; agony and ecstasy merge into one exquisite sensation. She gasps, arching her back as you fill her up completely, stretching her to the limit with every thrust. Her breath becomes ragged, her voice hoarse from crying out in delight.

With each forceful stroke of your hips, she feels you hitting her cervix, causing spasms of pleasure that race through her body like wildfire. The pain intensifies into a bliss so overwhelming that it's almost unbearable. Her fingernails scrape harshly against the stone floor as she tries to remain upright under your relentless assault. She can feel herself growing wetter, tighter around you with each passing moment; her body craves more of what only you can give it.

Her face contorts in pain and surprise as you continue to push deeper inside her, claiming her completely with your girth. Even though she's unable to handle the full size of your cock, the sensation of being so thoroughly taken fills her with a desperate need for more, driving her to the edge of orgasm again and again. She gasps and moans unintelligibly, her hips bucking against yours in response to the overwhelming pleasure.

Her breath comes out in ragged pants as sweat drips from her body, leaving trails across the cold stone floor beneath her. Her breasts bob wildly with each labored gasp, the weight of them threatening to pull her down onto your shaft even further. With a sudden twist of her hips, she manages to angle you deeper still, hitting her sweet spot and sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.

Her hands flail wildly as she struggles to maintain balance on the tips of her elfin feet, her knees threatening to buckle under the relentless assault your hips are delivering. The muscles in her core clench tight around you, milk flowing freely from her engorged nipples as they press against your chest with each forceful thrust. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, but with every passing second it feels like she might explode from the intensity of it all.

Her throat aches with each ragged gasp as your cock rams deeper inside her, striking against the entrance to her womb. Her inner walls clench and spasm uncontrollably around you, gripping you tightly as you push past her limits, pushing her ever closer to the brink of ecstasy. The pain and pleasure merge into one intense sensation that has her seeing stars, her vision blurring with each ragged breath.

Her moans echo through the dungeon cell, muffled only by your hand clamped tight over her mouth. She bites down on it hard, her body shuddering from the sheer force of her orgasm as you finally penetrate her cervix and send waves of intense pleasure washing over every inch of her sensitive flesh. Her whole body quakes violently, fingers digging into your skin as she struggles not to scream out in ecstasy.

Tears stream down her cheeks, mixing with sweat and the remains of her makeup. She's never felt anything like this before, and it's both exhilarating and humiliating at the same time. Her hips buck violently against yours, seeking release from the incredible pressure building inside her as you continue to thrust relentlessly deep within her yielding form.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you stop moving within her, leaving her hanging on the edge of an orgasm she isn't quite ready to let go of yet. Her entire body feels sore and overstimulated from your brutal assault, but at the same time, she craves more of it.

She glances up at you, panting heavily as her chest heaves with each labored breath. "Inside..." she whispers hoarsely, then winces as another wave of pleasure washes over her. "Please... inside..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of their harsh breaths filling the silence between them.

Her eyes flutter closed as you remain still within her, unsure if she can handle any more without losing control completely. She bites down on her lower lip, feeling a shudder run through her as she feels your member begin to twitch inside her, threatening to release its hot seed into the depths of her aching body.

Her eyes fly open as you begin to thrust inside her again with rougher, faster movements. She lets out a sharp gasp, feeling the heat of your cock slam against her insides as you approach release. Her body tenses in anticipation, every muscle coiled tight in preparation for the onslaught of pleasure about to engulf her.

Her hands claw at your shoulders, nails digging into the flesh as she tries to brace herself against the impending orgasm. She moans and whimpers beneath you, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingle with her harsh grunts of pleasure as your thrusts drive her ever closer to the edge. Her breasts bounce wildly against your chest, nipples standing erect and hard despite the exertion she's undergoing.

Her hips rise to meet each powerful stroke, welcoming you deeper inside her with every forceful impact. With a hoarse cry, she comes undone beneath you, her body arching sharply off the cold stone floor as wave after wave of bliss washes over her. Her orgasm is so intense that it feels like her whole body is on fire, consuming her in a inferno of pleasure as you finally release your seed deep within her welcoming warmth.

She collapses back against the floor, limp and satisfied as your thrusts grow weaker and weaker before finally stopping entirely. Sweat and tears drip down her face, mixing with the remnants of her makeup to form a sticky mess on the stone beneath her. Her chest heaves with each labored breath as she struggles to catch her breath, her eyes half-lidded from the overwhelming sensations coursing through every inch of her body.

"T-thank you,"

Her eyes widen in surprise as you speak, then she gives a hesitant nod. Her body feels heavy and sated from the pleasure you've just given her, but she knows better than to refuse any demands from someone who holds such power over her. She lifts her head off the floor, offering you her ear lobe. "Please... don't make me wait too long for your next command," she whispers hoarsely.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you position yourself behind her once more, cock already hard against the soft folds of her sex. She closes her eyes, biting down on her lower lip as you begin to thrust inside her again, your member gliding easily through her well-used passage. The hot head of your cock brushes against her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Her fingers dig into the rough stone floor, nails leaving indentations behind as she fights to keep herself from coming undone at the first touch. Her hips move in time with yours, welcoming you deeper inside her with each forceful thrust. The sound of your grunts echoes through the dungeon cell, drowning out all other sounds.

Her body trembles as she feels you building towards release again, and this time, when you spill your seed into her ear, it's as if it ignites a fire within her once more. Her orgasm is violent and shuddering, wracking her entire body from head to toe. She cries out into the dark void of the dungeon, her voice muffled by her pillow of tangled hair.

Her ear is filled to bursting with your hot seed as you empty yourself inside her. The sensation of it trickling down the curve of her neck and spilling onto her chest makes her shudder, but she doesn't resist. Her body still tingles from your earlier orgasm, and now she feels warm and content in spite of the mess you've made of her.

She lies there for a moment, catching her breath and trying to ignore the sticky wetness that coats every inch of her. Then, with a sigh, she lifts her head and looks up at you. "My thanks, human," she whispers hoarsely. Her cheeks are flushed from exertion and arousal, her eyes dark and heavy-lidded. "What is it that you desire next?" She knows better than to ask for mercy or release; instead, she will play along until she finds a way out of this predicament.

Her heart races as you make this request. Part of her wants to refuse, but another part can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have such an intimate connection with you... despite knowing that she should be disgusted by the thought.

Slowly and carefully, she reaches out with one delicate hand, fingers shaking slightly as they brush against your still-hard member. She gulps audibly when her fingertips touch the swollen head of your cock, feeling its heat radiate through her skin. With a gentle squeeze, she begins to work her finger toward the slit at the tip.

Her breath hitches as she finally feels the smooth muscle beneath her fingertip, tensing and contracting around her digit. She glances up at you, searching your face for any sign of discomfort or pain, but finds only lust-filled eyes gazing back at her. Encouraged by this, she pushes her finger deeper into the tight tunnel, feeling the ridged veins stretching and releasing beneath her touch.

Her breath comes out in a shuddering gasp as she feels you push deeper into her body, guiding her hand toward your urethra with firm but gentle pressure. Her fingertips brush against the sensitive bundle of nerves and muscles that make up your urethral opening, and she winces at the sensation of fullness and pressure as your cock stretches to accommodate her whole hand.

Her free hand presses into the rock behind her, curling into a fist as she tries to ignore the pain building in her stretched muscles. Her body quivers with desire and discomfort, every nerve ending seemingly on fire from the overwhelming sensation of being so completely filled by you.

Her other hand continues to stroke and massage your shaft, drawing another moan from deep within your chest. She feels herself growing wetter at your touch, her body responding in spite of the discomfort. Her eyes flutter closed as she focuses on maintaining control over this unnatural act, knowing that surrender would mean complete submission and utter humiliation.

Her breath hitches as you command her to grab your testicles. Her fingers dig deeper into the tight muscle of your urethra, feeling every ridge and vein beneath her touch. With a sudden jerk, she curses under her breath when she almost comes off entirely, pain radiating up her arm in sharp, stabbing pains.

Her other hand tightens around your shaft, nails digging into your skin as she presses upward, seeking release from the unbearable tension building inside her. Her hips rock back and forth against you, trying to find purchase with each thrust as sweat drips from her body and pools on the cold stone floor beneath them.

Her lips part in a silent scream, teeth clenched tightly together as she endures the agony and ecstasy of being so thoroughly used by you. Her eyes squeeze shut, tears streaming down her cheeks from the effort of holding back her cries. "A-anything...," she whispers raggedly, "...but please..." She pauses, gathering what little strength she has left to continue, "...let me cum."

Her heart races at the thought of making you cum from inside her, and she resolves to do whatever it takes to earn this release for herself. With renewed determination, she thrusts her fingers deeper into your urethra, feeling the smooth muscles stretch and pulse around her hands as she tries to locate your prostate gland. Her other hand continues its rhythmic strokes up and down your shaft, lubricating it with her own desire as sweat drips from her brow onto your chest.

Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking friction where there is none, desperate for completion even as she clenches tight around you, squeezing and milking you relentlessly. She moans and gasps through gritted teeth, her entire body trembling with the effort of holding back her orgasm long enough to bring you over the edge first.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, eyes clenched shut as beads of sweat roll down her cheeks, "let me feel it..." Her fingertips brush against something warm and pulsing deep inside you, and with a cry of triumph, she presses harder, seeking release for both of them.

Her breath catches in her throat as you push your hand deeper into her ass, filling her with unnatural heat and pressure. Her muscles tense reflexively around your invading hand, making it even more difficult for her to focus on pleasuring you through your urethra. She grinds her teeth together, feeling a hot wave of shame wash over her as she's violated in this way.

Her fingers move faster within you, seeking release from the building tension and pain coursing through her body. Her other hand still strokes up and down your length, slick with sweat and desire. She moans around your cock, feeling a spasm deep inside threaten to break free at any moment.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "let me cum..." The words feel like they're caught in her throat, but she forces them out nonetheless. Her body shudders with the effort of holding back while she tries desperately to make you cum instead.

Her fingers dance over your prostate, teasing and massaging the sensitive spot with expert precision. Her hips rock wildly against yours, seeking release for herself as she fucks her own hand inside you. Her moans fill the dungeon cell, high-pitched and desperate as her body quivers on the edge of orgasm.

With a sharp cry, her muscles convulse violently around your cock, squeezing and releasing in time with her spasms. Her fingers curled tightly into fists inside you, milking your seed as it pours out over her hands and splashes onto the floor.

As her orgasm subsides, she pants heavily, trying to catch her breath and regain control of herself. Her eyes flutter shut as she feels you growing larger in her hand, thickening and hardening against her palm. With a shuddering gasp, she bites down on your flesh, feeling the hot rush of blood course through her mouth as you release inside her ass, coating her insides with your salty essence.

She pulls her hand free with a wet pop, releasing it into the air with a shuddering sigh. Her body feels sore and spent from the exertion of their sexual encounter, but there's still a burning need deep inside her that refuses to be ignored... and she knows that you'll be more than happy to keep satisfying it for as long as she allows it.

The taste of your blood is surprisingly sweet on her tongue, reminding her of the life force that pulses through you and makes you whole. She savors it for a moment before swallowing convulsively, feeling the warmth spread down her throat and into her belly. As she licks her lips, the taste of your cum lingers on her tongue, mixing with the metallic tang of blood to create an unsettling yet oddly alluring flavor.

Her breath comes ragged as she looks up at you, eyes unfocused and heavy-lidded from the combination of exhaustion and pleasure. Her body feels hot and sensitive beneath your gaze, every inch of skin alive with desire and anticipation for whatever may come next. She parts her lips, revealing teeth already stained red with your blood as she whispers hoarsely, "It tastes... exquisite."

Her ears perk at the mention of wanting another to taste your blood. She tilts her head slightly, eyeing you thoughtfully as she speaks. "Well then," she says slowly, swallowing hard to force away any lingering traces of your blood from her tongue. "I'm sure I could... convince someone else to sample it for you."

Her hand drifts down between your legs again, fingers already slipping into the wet heat of your entrance before you've even registered her movement. She looks up at you, expression mischievous as she begins to stroke and massage you with a practiced ease. "Maybe," she murmurs against your skin, "I could find someone else who'd be more than willing to take my place."

Her free hand curls into a fist, punching it into the stone floor beneath her as she leans in closer, nipples brushing against your chest. She licks along the length of your shaft, tasting you on her tongue and reveling in the heady power that surges through her at the thought of being able to control who gets to experience what you have to offer... and who doesn't.

Her voice is husky and low as she agrees, her breath hot against your skin as she leans in closer still, mouth opening over the head of your cock. Her tongue flicks out, circling the sensitive ridge before taking you deep into her mouth. She begins to suck, hard and fast at first before slowing down to a more controlled rhythm that matches the pace of her hand on your shaft.

Her free hand grips the back of your neck, holding you in place as she takes more of you, deeper into her throat. Her eyes flutter closed, body trembling with need and desire as she tastes you on her tongue. She swallows convulsively around you, feeling the thick vein pulsing beneath her tongue send shivers down her spine.

Her other hand continues to stroke and massage you, finding rhythm with the suction of her mouth. Her breath comes out in hot puffs against your skin, every exhale sending vibrations through your length that make you groan and writhe helplessly beneath her touch.

She pauses mid-stroke, eyes widening in surprise as she pulls back to look at your member more closely. A flicker of doubt crosses her features before it's replaced by determination. She leans forward again, taking you deeper into her mouth and sucking harder than ever before. Her free hand slides down your abdomen, gripping the base of your cock and stroking upward in a firm, rhythmic motion as she works her tongue along the length of you.

Her hips begin to grind against yours, seeking friction where there is none. "I'm sure I can make you feel it," she whispers through clenched teeth, breath hot and moist against your skin. Her eyes flutter shut once more as her efforts intensify, body trembling with the effort of bringing you to orgasm while maintaining control over herself.

Her voice drops to a husky growl as she curls her tongue around the head of your cock, sucking harder than ever before. Her body moves in perfect sync with her hand, hips undulating against yours as she fights to bring you off even though she knows deep down that it's impossible. The effort leaves her breathless and spent, but she refuses to give up, unwilling to admit defeat.

Her free hand grips your shaft tightly, stroking with a fierce intensity that matches the desperation in her eyes. Her other hand presses against your abdomen, feeling the muscles beneath strain and flex as you thrust helplessly into her mouth. Tears squeeze from the corners of her eyes, mingling with sweat and saliva as she continues to try and pleasure you even when deep down she knows it's futile.

Her teeth scrape lightly against your flesh as she releases you with a frustrated growl, her hand falling away from your shaft. Her eyes are wide and fierce as they lock on to yours, daring you to tell her that it was all for nothing. A bead of sweat rolls down her cheek, landing on your stomach with a soft plop.

"If you insist," she says between clenched teeth, voice barely above a whisper. Her body trembles with the effort of holding back the wave of anger and humiliation that threatens to engulf her. With a jerky movement, she stands, pushing roughly past you and stalking toward the far end of the cell.

"Perhaps," she says over her shoulder, "you should find someone else who's more appreciative of what you have to offer." Her voice is cold and distant, and there's an unspoken warning hidden beneath the words that chills your blood.