Diana knelt, exhausted and bound, she let the realization fade, her focus shifting to the unknown ahead.
Moments later, a strong-looking elven woman approached, her pointy ears piercing through a cascade of long, silvery-white hair that shimmered in the hall's dim light.
She surveyed the stations with a predatory gaze, pausing when her eyes landed on Diana.
With a fluid motion, she shed her shorts and panties, revealing a thick, erect dick that sprang free, its tip glistening.
She slapped it against Diana's face, the warm, firm flesh brushing her cheek, carrying a faint, earthy scent.
Diana hesitated, turning her head away, but the elf tapped relentlessly against her lips and face, the persistent pressure breaking her resistance.
Reluctantly, she opened her mouth, taking the tip, the salty taste flooding her senses as she began to suck.
The elf groaned in delight, her hands gathering Diana's hair into a makeshift ponytail, using it as a leash to guide her deeper.
With each bob, she pushed harder, the shaft sliding further, stretching Diana's jaw until she felt the head brush the back of her throat.
The sensation was overwhelming—gagging yet oddly thrilling, her saliva mixing with the elf's pre-cum, her lips stretched tight around the girth.
After a few more forceful thrusts, the elf's grip tightened, and with a low moan, she ejaculated, a hot, bitter flood filling Diana's mouth.
"Good girl," the elf purred, patting her head before striding away, leaving Diana coughing out the cum, dribbling down her chin.
Soon, a noble-looking woman approached, her presence commanding in expensive silks and glittering jewelry.
She'd been fucking another woman's mouth nearby, her strap-on glistening with saliva, but tiring of that, she turned to Diana.
"Nice," she whispered, her voice laced with sadistic glee, as she slapped her thick strap-on against Diana's face, the rubber cool and heavy.
Diana began licking it, the artificial taste mingling with her lingering arousal, guiding it slowly into her mouth.
But the noblewoman, her face twisted with cruel delight, thrust deep, the strap-on plunging into Diana's throat.
She gagged, a choking panic rising as her air cut off, her body convulsing against the collar.
The woman pulled back, granting a gasping breath, then resumed, the flexible strap-on sliding deep again, its length probing her throat with relentless rhythm.
After several thrusts, the noblewoman withdrew, leaving Diana panting.
Then the woman squatted over her face, spreading her pussy wide.
Diana felt the woman's ass cheeks settle heavily on her, the weight pressing her lips into the warm, wet folds.
She flicked her tongue against the clit, licking with desperate focus, the musky taste intensifying as she worked.
The noblewoman shivered, a loud moan echoing as she came, her juices coating Diana's face in a sticky embrace.
Satisfied, the woman reached into her robe, pulling out a coin and stuffing it into the waistband of Diana's chastity belt, the metal cool against her skin.
Before leaving, she tugged slightly on the dildos embedded in Diana's holes, the elastic rubber snapping back with a sudden thrust.
The dual penetration jolted her, a cute yelp of surprise and pleasure escaping her gagged lips as the dildos rocked deeper, the sensation reigniting her arousal.
The noblewoman chuckled, adjusting her robe with a flourish, and departed, leaving Diana trembling against the wall, her body a quivering mess of need and exhaustion.