In a quiet cave, Eric ties a rope to the collar. He pulls the girl inside. To others, it might look like he is enslaving a human. Eric knows she is a monster.
"Eric, you " she starts, her voice less stiff now.
"Do not call my name, you filthy monster. I am your master now. Call me master," Eric snaps, glaring at her with disgust.
"Yes, master," she says softly.
"You are my slave now. Do what I say," Eric says harshly.
"Yes, master," she replies, lowering her head in shame.
"Do not make that face like hers!" Eric yells. He grabs her head roughly, forcing her to look up. He slaps her hard. A red mark blooms on her pale cheek.
"You monsters mimic even blood flow. Impressive," Eric says coldly.
"Master," she says, tears in her eyes. "It hurts."
Eric slaps her again, harder. "No more nonsense! Who do you think you are?" he shouts. Tears spill from her eyes. She tries to stifle her sobs, trembling under his gaze. Fear fills her eyes, avoiding him.
* The gentle Eric is gone. He is a demon now, * she thinks.
"Kneel!" Eric orders.
"Yes, master," she says, dropping to her knees. The collar seems to enforce his command, making resistance hard. Her naked body trembles on the cold ground.
"You have a strong will to live, monster," Eric says, patting her head mockingly.
* Is she still Lina? * he wonders, but hate consumes him. He hates this monster for killing Lina. He hates himself for not killing it. * If I cannot kill you, I will make you suffer, * he thinks.
Eric undoes his pants, revealing a thick, veiny cock. "Time to use you," he says. His cock hardens at the sight of her body. A musky scent fills the cave. "Suck it. If you fail, I will kill you now."
She swallows hard, staring at his cock. She nods and leans forward. Her small mouth opens, hesitantly taking in the tip. Her tongue licks the swelling head, warm and wet.
"Mmm," she murmurs, struggling with the size. The tip alone fills her mouth.
"Is that all you can do? Show your monster nature!" Eric snaps, annoyed. He grabs her hair and shoves her head down. His cock fills her mouth completely.
"Guh!" she chokes, gagging. Her body shakes, but Eric holds her hair tightly, not letting her pull back. Her throat bulges as his cock slides deeper. Green liquid seeps from her skin, her mimicry faltering under the strain.
"You cheap monster, deep-throating so easily," Eric sneers. She tries to pull back, but he holds her firm. He pulls out suddenly, letting her cough and gasp.
"Guh, cough," she sputters, shaking. Before she can recover, Eric grabs her hair again and thrusts his cock back in, deep and hard.
"Ahh!" she cries, muffled by his cock. Her throat adjusts, slicker now. Eric uses her mouth like a toy, thrusting in and out, ignoring her muffled whimpers.
"Woo, mmm," she moans, her hands grabbing his arms weakly, trying to slow him. It is useless. Eric thrusts harder, faster, the wet sounds of her mouth echoing in the cave.
Her nose stings, tears stream down her face. * Even as a slime, her body mimics elf sensations perfectly, * She realizes pain and pleasure mixing. Eric's thrusts grow frantic. His cock pulses, hotter now. "Take it all!" he shouts.
A hot flood of cum shoots into her throat. "Guh, cough," she chokes, gagging as the thick liquid fills her. Eric pulls out, and she collapses, coughing, trying to spit it out.
"Swallow it, or I will break your neck!" Eric grabs her throat, forcing her head up. Her eyes widen in fear. She gulps, swallowing every drop under his glare.
"Why that hateful look? Slimes love to swallow, do they not?" Eric mocks.
"Master, please let me go," she begs, voice trembling.
"Let you go? This is just the start," Eric sneers. He grabs a rope from his bag and pushes her against a cave wall. He spreads her legs and arms, tying her tightly in an X-shape. The ropes dig into her skin, but as a slime, she feels pain without real damage. She bites her lip, enduring it.
Eric grins coldly and pulls the handle off his sword. The wooden handle has a round ball at the end and a cylindrical shaft. He steps close, stroking her cheek. "Time for your punishment, monster," he says.
"Master, what are you doing?" she asks, fear rising.
He presses the handle's round end against her pussy. The ball is as big as her fist, far too large for her small opening.
"Master, no, it is too big. It will not fit," she pleads, shaking.
"Shut up," Eric snaps. He pushes the ball against her pussy. Her body, reacting to fear, leaks green slime, slicking the ball. He shoves harder, forcing it inside.
"Aaah!" she screams, pain tearing through her. The ball stretches her pussy wide, the shaft following, gripped by her tight walls. Her body shakes, green and clear fluids leaking to ease the pain.
"Aaah, it hurts!" she cries, thrashing her head. Eric keeps pushing, the handle sliding deeper. Her stomach bulges slightly from the intrusion. Tears stream down her face, her green hair a mess, her body trembling.
"Master, please pull it out," she begs, avoiding his gaze.
"Pull it out? No chance," Eric laughs. "No mercy for a monster like you." He grabs the handle's exposed end, where her juices drip, and yanks it halfway out.
"Aaah!" she screams, the sudden movement jolting her. The pain shifts, her slime instincts adapting, turning agony into strange pleasure. Eric pushes the handle back in, then out, faster each time.
"Mmm, aaah," she moans, her face flushing. Her breathing quickens, the ropes and collar tightening as she squirms. The gem on her collar glows faintly.
"Master, mmm, aaah," she gasps, the sensation overwhelming. The pain becomes pleasure, a feeling she does not understand. "It is strange, mmm," she whimpers.
"You are learning to act like her," Eric says coldly, watching her dazed expression. * She looks so much like Lina, * he thinks, tempted to stop. * No, she is a fake, * he reminds himself, pushing harder, faster.
"Aaah, mmm, I am going to " she cries, her body shaking. Her pussy clenches, and a gush of fluid sprays out as she climaxes, her elf-like body trembling in the ropes.
"Mmm, master," she gasps, legs shaking, barely standing. Her chest heaves, her small breasts rising and falling. Her pleading eyes meet his.
"All a monster's trick," Eric says, unmoved. "You climaxed without permission. Time for punishment."
"Punishment?" she whispers, trembling.
Eric pulls out a feather quill. One end is for writing, the other a thin feather with a hard stem. He squats before her. "Your urethra is here. Even that you mimic," he says darkly.
"Master, what " she starts, then realizes his intent. "No, not there. It is too sensitive. Please," she begs.
"Shut up! Do not use her voice!" Eric snaps, furious. He aims the feather's stem at her urethra and pushes it in.
"Aaaah!" she screams, pain worse than before. Her legs give out, but the ropes hold her up. The hard feather scratches her sensitive passage, unbearable. Green slime leaks, trying to push it out, but it stays lodged.
"Aaah, no, stop!" she cries, tears falling. Her body shakes, ropes cutting into her skin. The sword handle in her pussy and the feather in her urethra overwhelm her. She stays conscious, her slime nature forcing her to endure.
Eric watches coldly, unmoved by her sobs. * She is not Lina, * he thinks, anger growing. "Eric," she murmurs, looking at him with pained eyes.
He grabs her hair. "I said do not call my name!" he yells, slapping her hard. Her cheek reddens, green liquid seeping from the mark.
"Ooh, it hurts," she sobs, her voice weak.
"Do not look at me like her!" Eric slaps her other cheek, harder. Her face shows bruises, green liquid mixing with red. * She is a monster, not Lina, * he thinks, shaking her. "You are a monster! You feel pain? It is all fake! Admit it!"
"Master, I hurt," she says, tears streaming.
Another slap lands. "Do not say that! You ate Lina! You killed her!" Eric screams, hitting her three more times. Green liquid flows from her wounds, proof she is not human.
"Master, I am sorry," she whispers, eyes full of sorrow.
"Sorry? That is your slime trick to survive, right? You mimic her to fool me!" Eric shouts.
She pauses, tears falling. "It is not like that, master," she says softly.
"You use her voice again!" Eric roars, yanking her free from the ropes. They snap, leaving red marks on her skin. He throws her to the ground. She curls up, trembling, still plugged with the handle and feather.
"I am sorry," she whispers, shaking.
* Is she just a slime mimicking Lina to survive? Or is she Lina somehow? * Eric wonders, but rage takes over. He flips her onto her stomach, propping her up on her arms. His eyes fix on her anus.
"Master, I am sorry," she says, sensing his intent. "Not there, please."
Eric ignores her, pressing two fingers against her anus. He pushes them inside.
"Aaah!" she cries, her rectum clenching. Green slime leaks, trying to expel his fingers, but they stay. "Such a slutty monster. All slimes this lewd?" he mocks, feeling her tight walls.
"It is not like that," she says, shame washing over her.
"You are just a monster. You feel shame? Ridiculous!" Eric snaps, thrusting his fingers deeper.
"Aaah!" she screams, the pain mixing with the other sensations. Her body trembles, overwhelmed. Eric pulls out his fingers and presses his hard cock against her anus.
"It will break me, master," she cries, terrified.
"Who cares about a monster like you?" Eric shouts, thrusting his cock deep into her anus.
"Aaah, it hurts!" she screams, her rectum stretched wide. His cock drives in, relentless, as green slime leaks out. He thrusts hard, in and out, the tight hole gripping him.
"Mmm, aaah," she moans, pain turning to strange pleasure. Her body craves fullness, even as it hurts. The feather and handle add to the overwhelming sensations.
"You feel good from this?" Eric slaps her ass, mocking her. "It is because of you, Eric," she says, hesitating. "Because it is you."
Eric freezes. The cave goes silent. His cock stops moving. "I told you not to talk like her!" he yells, grabbing his belt. He swings it hard against her skin.
"Aaah!" she cries, a red welt forming, blood mixing with green slime. "You are not Lina!" he screams, hitting her again and again, thrusting into her anus with brutal force.
"Aaah, mmm, I am going to " she moans, her body shaking. The combined stimulation belt, cock, handle, feather pushes her over the edge. "Aaah, I am cumming!" she screams, her pussy and anus clenching as fluids gush out, clear now, like a real elf's.
She collapses, trembling, cum leaking from her anus, mixing with her juices. Her body is marked with welts and bruises, her hair a mess, sweat covering her.
Eric pants, pulling out, his cum dripping from her. * She looks so broken, * he thinks. Suddenly, he kneels, sobbing. "Lina, why did I not go with you? Why did this happen?" he cries, punching the ground. Blood drips from his knuckles.
"Master," she says softly, crawling to him despite her pain. She hugs him tightly.
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