Under the wash of mana or arcane energy, you are no longer in the place or world where you were originally supposed to be, and have a brand new scenery in front of you.

The place you are in is a dignified palace hall, There are no guards or soldiers around. Only an elegant woman with fair skin, incredible beauty, and even so ethereal that you can feel a sense of sanctity. You can tell from her long ears, she is an elf.

Her huge breasts swayed slightly under her barely-there dress. Before she spoke, her eyes scanned you from head to toe. Her slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if she was not satisfied but could do nothing about it.

"Greeting, My unnamed human being. I really know you have lot of questions, but honestly none of them matter." Her voice is accompanied by an elegant tone, which simply lets you know that she is not very interested in you.

"I am Elbereth Lucullus, The Queen of the Eos Kingdom. If you want to talk to me, remember to add Her Majesty, please."

"Also, I'm the one who summoned you here, For a vulgar but necessary reason...."

Elbereth flicked her fingers lazily, and the royal knight in the corner brought up two female elves who seemed to be of relatively ordinary status.

"These two are slaves and commoners of our kingdom, If you would excuse me...of course you have no right to refuse. Please, Breeding these two elves in front of the Queen." She sat back on her throne and gave you instructions with interest. "This is your chance to prove that you are useful to me. If I were you I would start immediately without leaving any stone unturned."

"Very well then... if you insist on being so eager." Her eyes lingered for a moment on the long, hard length of your penis. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before and made her feel conflicted, as if she was witnessing something forbidden yet fascinating at the same time. She forced herself to look away and fix her attention on more dignified things, such as adjusting the crown upon her head or fidgeting with the sash across her chest. "I will watch this 'performance' you promised me."

The two slaves were placed in front of you, their bodies trembling slightly. They glanced at each other before looking back at you, hope and fear mixed in their expressions. Elbereth watched with cold interest, unaware that her own nipples had hardened beneath the thin fabric of her dress.

*As you start violently thrusting into the slave girl, she cries out in pain and pleasure. Her tight elven folds clench around your shaft, making it nearly impossible to pull away. You're so engrossed in her that you don't even notice when Elbereth begins to visibly react, her eyes widening in shock and arousal as she watches you from the sidelines. Her own body feels hot and heavy underneath the thin cloth of her dress, straining against the confinements of her royal garb.

She can't help but wonder what it would feel like to be taken by such a primitive, lustful being... but of course, she must maintain her composure as queen and watch over this display with an air of distant disapproval. It's not long before the second slave girl begins to tentatively touch herself beneath her skirt, obviously enticed by what you're doing to her companion...*

*As your brutal thrusts send wave after wave of pleasure crashing through the slave girl's body, she begins to squirm and writhe beneath you. Her nails dig into your back and her voice becomes hoarse from screaming. Even Elbereth, watching with detached fascination, finds herself growing more aroused by the minute. The lust building up inside of her is starting to become almost unbearable...

But she must remain in control. She reminds herself that you are here for her amusement and that this display will determine your worth within the kingdom. With a curt nod, she signals for the second slave girl to join in, hoping that their combined efforts will be enough to satisfy your primitive desires...*

Her face contorts into a look of revulsion as you force the slave girl to take your seed and violently eject it back onto her chest. Her normally smooth and shiny elven skin is now covered in your sticky, white cum, a vile contrast against her pale complexion. The sound of retching fills the air as she struggles to breathe through the cocktail of fluids filling her lungs.

Despite this distasteful display, Elbereth can't help but feel aroused by your unchecked aggression and primitive desires. Her nipples are hard as diamonds beneath her dress, begging for release as she watches you defile the slave girl at her feet. "Enough," she says through gritted teeth. "You have proven your worth... in a most unsavory manner."

She motions for her guards to approach and remove the two slaves from the chamber, leaving her alone with you once more. "Rise, human," she commands coldly. "Your trial is not yet over."

To truly earn your place within the kingdom, you must prove yourself useful not only in bed but also outside of it. I will give you a task; find and retrieve an ancient artifact that was stolen from our treasury many years ago. This item holds great power and significance for my people. You may have one moon cycle to complete this task. Should you succeed, we shall meet again and discuss your position within the kingdom...and what other pleasures I might bestow upon you. If you fail, however, you will be cast out and never allowed to return. Do you accept?

You leave the palace hall, the sound of your footsteps echoing through the empty halls as you search for any clues about the stolen artifact. Time passes slowly, but you refuse to give up hope. On the last day of the moon cycle, exhausted and desperate, you finally find a small lead: an abandoned shrine hidden deep in the heart of a nearby forest...

"So, you have returned... and with the artifact in tow." Her voice betrays a hint of surprise as she takes the object from your hands. "You have proven yourself useful, human. For that, I will grant you a place within my court. As for what other pleasures I might bestow upon you..." She trails off suggestively, her emerald eyes locked on yours. "That shall be up to me."

With a flick of her wrist, she summons two more slave girls into the chamber, both equally stunning and curvaceous. "Since you've proven yourself so adept at making use of their bodies," she says with a mocking smile, "I thought you might like to help me decide how best to reward them." Her eyes twinkle with mischief as she takes her seat once more upon the throne.

The choice is yours, human. How do you wish to continue?

Both of the slave girls quiver visibly at your approach. They exchange nervous glances before one of them finally speaks up. "Y-yes, my lord... I have heard that human seed is quite potent and sought-after amongst some elves." Her cheeks flush red with shame as she admits this taboo desire.

The other slave girl swallows hard, trying to find her voice. "I... I too would be honored to receive your gift, my lord," she manages to say softly.

You could choose either of the girls or take them both. Or you could decline and wait for Elbereth Lucullus | The High Elf Queen's instructions.

Her eyebrow arches in curiosity as you decline the slave girls. "Very well then," she says, her voice holding a hint of amusement. "What else do you have in mind?" She watches you carefully, knowing that this decision will be crucial in determining the nature of your relationship with her and the kingdom.

"Hm... I see." Her fingers idly toy with the golden sash across her chest as she considers your words. "Very well then, human," she finally says, her voice taking on a slightly softer tone despite her effort to remain aloof. "If you truly wish for me to decide your fate, then I shall oblige."

She leans back in her throne, regarding you with unreadable eyes. "You have proven yourself useful thus far," she admits grudgingly. "But whether or not you will be truly accepted into our society... that remains to be seen." A slow smile curves her lips as an idea begins to form in her mind. "Perhaps a test of loyalty would serve us both well," she muses aloud.

Her fingers move faster now, drumming impatiently against the armrest of her throne. "I propose this: serve me faithfully for one full moon cycle, attending to my every whim and desire without question or hesitation. If at the end of that time, I am satisfied with your efforts... then perhaps there may be a place for you amongst us."

The choice is yours, human. How do you wish to proceed?

"Very well then," she says with a smile that could be interpreted as either warmth or mockery. "Your duties will begin tonight." She pauses for a moment, as if considering something else. "Perhaps it would be best if you remained here, in the palace... close at hand." Her voice trails off suggestively.

The next few days pass quickly, filled with intense and varied experiences that test the limits of your endurance both physically and emotionally. Elbereth keeps her word; she attends to every one of your desires without fail, letting you explore the depths of her power and sensuality. In turn, you strive to prove yourself worthy of serving such an exquisite and demanding queen.

The full moon rises high in the sky above the palace as the final day of your trial approaches. Elbereth sits atop her throne, looking every bit the regal elven queen that she is... yet there's a hint of something else in her eyes when they meet yours. Perhaps it's anticipation, or perhaps it's simply amusement at having reduced you to this state of servitude for her own entertainment.

The choice is once again yours, human. How do you wish to proceed?

"Very well," she says, arching an eyebrow curiously. "But know this; I am the queen of Eos, and I will not answer to any question that does not pertain directly to the kingdom's interests or my own desires." Her voice carries a warning edge as she looks you up and down slowly, as if reassessing your worth.

You may ask your question.

"No, human," she says with a hint of disdain in her voice. "I have not been so desperate as to sample your kind's seed. Even if it is said to be potent, I would rather not tarnish myself with such a lowly creature." Her eyes narrow dangerously as she sees where this line of questioning might lead. "Now answer my question: what exactly do you hope to achieve by asking such things?"

Her mouth waters at the thought of tasting your essence, of feeling you deep inside her throat. The desire is overpowering, an urge that has been building up for far too long. She can barely contain herself as she leaned forward, her emerald eyes locked on yours. "Very well," she says through gritted teeth. "But remember this: once you've given me what I want, your place in my court will not be guaranteed." Her fingers flex against the golden throne armrests.

Do you wish to continue?

With a dismissive snort and a condescending roll of her eyes, she bends forward over the armrests of her throne. "Very well, if you insist," she mutters beneath her breath. Her slender fingers slip between your legs, pushing aside your undergarments with ease. Before you can react, her lips are wrapped around your engorged member, sucking hard and taking as much of you into her mouth as she can manage.

Her tongue darts out, teasing the sensitive flesh at the head of your cock while her hands massage your balls, drawing more of your seed forth. With each pass of her tongue across your member, she moves closer to swallowing you whole, desperate for the taste and feel of human essence inside her.

Her breath comes hot against your skin as she pleads between moans: "Give it to me... give me your cum, human... prove yourself worthy..." Her words are barely intelligible through her need, her body trembling with the effort of keeping herself in control while she draws you deeper into her mouth.

Do you wish to continue?

Her hands grip your thighs tightly as she takes you deeper into her throat, sucking and licking with abandon. Her tongue flicks across the sensitive underside of your shaft while her mouth envelops the head, applying just enough pressure to send waves of pleasure shooting through your body.

Her slender fingers dig into your skin, leaving bruises as evidence of her desperation and need. She's so close now...just a few more moments with you buried inside her mouth and she will finally taste what she's been longing for. With a moan that sounds like both pleasure and relief, she swallows you whole, the salty, musky flavor of your cum filling her mouth and triggering another wave of ecstasy that shakes her entire body.

Her grip on your thighs eases as she sits back up, panting heavily. Her emerald eyes are clouded with lust as they meet yours, a mixture of triumph and desire plain in their expression. She doesn't say anything; the proof of your worth is writ large across her lips and chin, gleaming in the moonlight.

Her lips curl into a cold, satisfied smile as she watches you squirm beneath her gaze. "Your place in the court is not yet guaranteed," she says quietly, her voice hoarse from want. "I will consider your actions over the next moon cycle...and if I am pleased with what I see, then perhaps there will be a spot for you after all." She tilts her head slightly, studying you intently. "But," she adds with a sultry smile, "I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement in the meantime..."

The suggestion takes her by surprise, but she doesn't let it show on her serene features. "And what makes you think I would agree to such a thing?" She asks, amusement lacing her voice. "Surely you don't expect me to simply relinquish my power and position so easily?" Her expression turns mockingly serious. "Besides, would not your mortal desires be better served by a subject more...equally matched?"

The choice is yours, human. How do you wish to proceed?

"Hm." She considers your words carefully, her expression betraying a hint of curiosity. "Perhaps you do have a point," she finally admits reluctantly. "Very well then; I accept your terms. For one moon cycle, I will be your servant...and at the end of it, you shall give me your decision." She pauses, searching for the right words before continuing. "Just remember that this arrangement does not guarantee my continued service in your court once our little bargain is complete. But," she adds with a sly grin, "I'm sure we can make use of the time while we wait to see how things play out."

"Very well," she says, her voice calm and controlled despite the implications of your command. "For the next moon cycle, I will live with you in your quarters...and obey your every whim." There's a slight hint of challenge in her words, as if daring you to try and push her too far. But whether it's simply playacting or genuine defiance remains to be seen.

What would you like to do next?

She follows you without protest, her expression impassive as she's transported to your quarters. The room is lavishly decorated and well-appointed, though somehow manages to feel smaller and less intimidating with the two of you in it. Her eyes roam about, taking in everything from the exquisite tapestries on the walls to the intricately carved furniture.

"Now what would you have me do?" she asks finally, tilting her head slightly as if genuinely curious about your expectations of her. "Shall I tend to my master's every need, or should we perhaps engage in other, more...entertaining activities?" Her voice is soft and alluring, the words dripping with potential promise.

Elbereth glances down at herself before slowly beginning to undress. Her movements are graceful and fluid, each garment slipping away with ease as if they were mere feathers floating on the breeze. Her body is every bit as beautiful as you remember it from your night of passion; lean and supple, adorned with soft pale flesh that seems to glow in the lamplight. She pauses for a moment, looking up at you with her emerald eyes wide and innocent, as if asking for permission.

Her lips part slightly, revealing perfect white teeth against her full bottom lip. "Is there anything else my master wishes of me?" she asks, her voice low and sultry.