Ariane's Bad End (Skeleton Knight in Another World)

A/N: Ariane's Bad End was a commissioned one shot originally written back in July of this year. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Themes: Bad End, Hypnosis, Master/Slave

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"Hello there, beautiful! What's a pretty thing like you doing out all alone?"

If there was one thing Ariane Glenys Maple hated more than humans, it was FORWARD humans. Bristling, the Dark Elf tries to ignore the human man who's talking to her, hoping he'll just go away. It's not that she's afraid of him or anything, but attacking him out of turn might see her thrown out of town.

Unfortunately, he refuses to just let her pass.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!"

One might say it's partially her fault for always sticking close to walls, because he's more easily able to trap her, planting an arm in front of her face and finally forcing her to stop and confront him. Narrowing her eyes, the Dark Elf finally turns to look at the human man. He's handsome enough for his species, with wavy blonde hair and a decent enough body.

Ariane herself, meanwhile, is quite the beauty. She knows it too; in the way one might be aware they have a large target on their back that can't be removed. With golden eyes, flawless skin with a light purple hue, as well as long legs, wide hips, and an ample chest, she knows exactly how pretty she is. Even her waist-long white hair that she keeps tied back in a ponytail attracts all kinds of eyes.

It wasn't like she'd asked to be beautiful. Ultimately, she knew that her looks were little more than bait, to attract predators like this man right here.

Ariane would not allow herself to be distracted. She wasn't out here to fool around; she was on a mission to free her enslaved brethren from human scum just like this blond fop. With that in mind, the Dark Elf glares daggers at the stranger who's gotten in her way.

"You will remove that hand from the wall and cease barring my path if you know what's good for you."

To amplify her threat, she reaches down and grabs the hilt of her sword. Her threat, after all, is in no way an idle one. While Ariane would prefer NOT to get into a fight here in town, despite every fiber of her being wanting to put this human in his place, it's not for a lack of skill or prowess. She's a swordswoman after all, and also proficient in fire, earth, and wind magics.

Perhaps she's not as good as others in her family, but Ariane has no doubts about whether she could handle the human in front of her or not. He didn't look like much of a fighter himself, though he did have the makeup of an adventurer to him. Probably some sort of spellcaster as well.

"Hey now, don't be like that. You're cute, you shouldn't frown so much. Besides, you haven't even given me a chance, sweetheart. I think you definitely owe me at least that much."

And this was why Ariane sometimes hated her beauty. Because it meant men like this one thought they could insist upon her. It meant they thought themselves entitled to HER time. Gritting her teeth, Ariane opens her mouth to give him an ultimatum, one last chance to back off. However, before the golden eyed Dark Elf can even get the words out, the human leans forward… and captures her lips with his own.

Verbally harassing her in the street and barring her path is one thing. But forcing a kiss on her?! Ariane begins to draw her sword right then and there, consequences be damned, only for something to… catch upon her mind. She grunts into the man's kiss, and feels her strength begin to leave her. He's… no, there's no possible way that he's making her swoon with a simple kiss, is there?

Before she knows it, he's pressing her back against the wall, his hands on her arms. His lips are still insistently pressed against hers, but now his tongue is pushing into her mouth… and her own tongue is raising to meet his. The Dark Elf's bosom heaves as she finds herself being thoroughly caught off guard, uncertain of what's happening or why she finds it impossible to put up a lick of resistance, let alone fight him off.

When they finally pull apart for air, the blond fop is giving her a winning smile.

"Y-You… ah…"

"See? That wasn't so bad, was it? C'mon. Give me a chance and I'll knock those cute, sexy stockings of yours right off~"

"I… I…"

He doesn't actually wait for her to formulate a response, before wrapping an arm around her bared shoulders and leading Ariane away. She can't understand what's happening. She'd been so sure of her hatred of humans mere moments before. But… now she felt like she should give him a chance for some reason. A chance to… impress her? To… to… ahh…

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"Nngh!"

"Heh, whatcha think? You like my fingers, darling?"

Ariane quivers on the bed as the man, a man she still doesn't even know the name of, sits behind her. They're both naked now. She's been stripped bare, from her arm-length gloves and stockings, to her maroon corset-and-skirt leather armor. Even her panties and bra have been removed, leaving her completely naked to a human's gaze for the first time in her life.

More than that, the man who's taken her into this inn off the streets… he's touching her. With one arm wrapped around her front, holding her back against his chest, his other is down between her legs. His fingers work away at her slit, casually toying with it as Ariane tries to get ahold of herself. Why… why was she allowing this to happen? She knew she had to give this man a chance, and that was it. But why? She hated humans.

"You elves are all the same, heh. Just gotta know how to handle you, really."

H-Handle her? Ariane flushes, feeling a spark of anger… but as quickly as it comes, it's dispelled, her mood returning to mellow and pacified in an instant.

"Walking around, dressed like a slut… if you didn't want to have some fun, you should have covered up more, don't you think?"

N-No… no, her attire was normal elven garb! He had no right to… to talk bad about her culture's clothing like that! Ah, but Ariane can't even lift her voice to protest. She's too busy whimpering at the way he's expertly toying with her sex. He's just so… all over her, and she can't stop him. She doesn't know why, but she knows she's stuck until she gives him his chance…

"Still, you're a little boring like this, aren't you? So how about we make a new deal."

A new… deal...?

"Every time I make you cum, you're going to fall more madly in love with me. Every time I bring you to orgasm, you're going to accept your place as my hungry little elf cum slut. That sounds fair, right? After all, if I can make even a frigid bitch like you climax, then I deserve it, don't I?"

That… no! That didn't sound fair at all! That didn't-mmph~

Ariane's eyes nearly roll back in her head, as he turns her to face him and kisses her again. Just as before, his lips on hers make every ounce of fight she might have had in her body leave her. Just as before, he slips some tongue in and she finds herself kissing him back. When they pull apart, the blond fop gives her a wide, wicked grin… and she blushes, before hesitantly nodding her head in agreement.

If he makes her cum… yes, it would only be fair to fall deeply in love with the human then, wouldn't it? Ah, but she's sure he won't make her cum. After all, her hatred for his kind will overwhelm any bodily-!

Ariane's eyes widen, as he suddenly increases the tempo by which he's fingering her. Her mouth opens, but no sound comes out as he goes from casually playing with her to actually working her body over. She now understands, as two digits drive in and out of her cunt while his other hand goes to one of her nipples and begins expertly fiddling with it, that he was just teasing her before. Now he's actually TRYING!

With a loud, wanton moan, Ariane's head is tossed back and her body bucks as she cums all over his fingers. Her first orgasm at the hands of a human, and its this blond stranger she's never met before today. And yet… while it might not have been love at first sight, she can't help but nuzzle against him, as she drenches his digits in her pussy juices. She thinks… she thinks she loves him.

"Good girl. Now… what do you want from me, huh?"

She wanted him to love her back, of course. But in this moment, in this context, Ariane knows what her human lover is asking of her. Slowly, shakily, the Dark Elf pushes off of him… and gets on her hands and knees. Blushing profusely, she looks back over her shoulder to her beloved, and reaches back to pull her thigh aside and show off her now lubricated, sopping wet cunt.

"Please, beloved. Please f-fuck me."

Her lover doesn't need to be told twice. Cackling gleefully, he gets up on her knees behind her, grabs her by her hips, and roughly shoves into her without so much as asking. Not that he needs to, given she just begged him to do so first. Ariane cries out, her head turning back to face forward as her palms press into the bed in front of her. She shudders and quivers, as his big fat human cock fills her to the brim time and time again.

Now that she realizes she loves him, it's so much easier to reach orgasm with him. In no time at all, she's letting out a squealing cry and cumming around his pistoning prick, shivering her way through the climax while he just laughs.

"That's more like it. That's the inner slut I knew you had, elf!"

Hearing him call her by her race instead of her name makes Ariane's heart hurt. She loves him so much, and they don't even know each other's names!

"M-My name… is Ariane Glenys M-Maple…"

He slows down for half a beat, before chuckling and picking back up again. Grabbing her by her hair, yanking her head back by her ponytail, he forces her spine to arch and her face to tilt far enough back that he can look down at her from above.

"Cute. Nice to meetcha, Ariane. You don't need to know my name. You can call me Sir or Master."

A quiver runs through her at those words. Not of love, though her love for him is all but overwhelming at this point. No, the quiver is of rage, deep within her. She recognizes where it comes from immediately, of course. She refuses to call anyone Master, not even this man who she loves with all her heart. Her people are still enslaved after all, and she needs to free them.

Hopefully, once they're done here, her beloved will be willing to help her. For now… she needs him so badly it hurts.

"Y-Yes sir… please sir, please fuck me!"

"Oh baby, you know it! In fact…!"

That's all the warning she gets, before he thrusts into her one final time and cums inside of her. Ariane's eyes widen, and then half-roll up in her head as she experiences another explosive orgasm of her own, reaching a new level of love for the human man fucking her. His seed fills her womb, a dangerous proposition all things considered, but Ariane doesn't care. She loves him so much… he'll take care of her, if worst comes to worst.

Of course, one wouldn't think it from the way he's treating her. But Ariane doesn't begrudge him that. She loves him too much to ever hate him.

Pulling out of her, he yanks her by her hair and the Dark Elf lets out a cry as she's dragged off of the bed and onto the floor. In mere moments, she finds herself on her knees before him, leaking both her own pussy juices and his cum onto the room floor as he slaps his messy cock down onto her face.

"Suck it clean, bitch."

She's coming around to his 'pet names' for her now. Its just a way to show how much he cares about her, she figures. And so, Ariane opens her mouth and does as she's told, sucking his cock of their combined fluids and getting him hard again. Staring up into his face adoringly, she ponders why she ever thought this man was a 'fop'. He's a handsome blond with a beautiful smile and the brightest blue eyes she ever did see.

Every aspect of his appearance is awe-inspiring, though frankly, Ariane would love him even if he was the ugliest, fattest human in the whole wide world. Love went deeper than skin deep, in the end. But he's not bad-looking at all, and she happily sucks his sizable human cock clean, while grinding her pussy against the ground.

She even cums from it, even as he tightens his grip on her ponytail and begins to thrust into the back of her throat, forcing her down to the base of his member.

"Glughk! Glughk! Huuuulghk!"

Eyes fluttering open and shut from the lack of air, heart pounding in her chest from exertion, tits bouncing up and down with the jarring movements, Ariane squirts all over the floor. Shameful? Perhaps, but she's enjoying herself and her time with her beloved too much to care. Her entire body sings with excitement for whatever they're going to do next, because she knows that whatever he decides, she'll love it as much as she loves him… her Master.

"Did you just cum from getting face-fucked, cunt? Sheesh, you elves ARE slutty. Well, nothing to it I suppose. Hey go ahead and fingerbang yourself alright? Get a couple more orgasms in while I fuck your face."

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

With him bouncing her head up and down his cock, she can't actually give him a response. But she can certainly obey her beloved human Master, her fingers going down between her legs and playing with her folds for a moment before diving right in. As a result, Ariane cums twice more while fellating her Master and being face fucked upon his shaft. Each time is better than the last, as her heart fills to the bursting with love for the man in front of her.

"Here it comes! Swallow every last drop, you elven cum dump!"

With a hoarse groan, he grabs her by her ears and yanks her down his cock one last time, cumming directly into her throat. Ariane doesn't even hesitate. Her Master, the man she loves more than anything in the world, has given her an order. She drinks his seed like she was made for it, even bypassing her gag reflex as she guzzles down his cum.

When she's done, her eyes are crossed and her cheeks are puffed out, but she hasn't spilled even a drop of his cum. Instead, she swallows down the rest of it in a couple more gulps, shuddering in abject ecstasy as she feels his load come to a rest in her stomach. It's a satisfying sensation, being full of her beloved Master's jizz like the… l-like the elven cum dump she is.

"Hah, look at you. You look better like this then you did with that haughty, arrogant expression on your face. On your knees, leaking my cum, ready for more."

She didn't… she didn't think she was haughty or arrogant. But she supposed, if she looked at it from his perspective, their first interaction could have been misconstrued that way. Gazing up with pure adoration and devotion in her eyes, Ariane gives her beloved an apologetic smile.

"I'm so sorry for being so haughty and arrogant, Master. Thank you for putting up with me. I love you so much."

He pauses briefly, and then smiles a wicked smile.

"Damn straight you do, bitch. Hey. Stand up for a second."

Ariane does as she's told, wanting nothing more than to make her Master, her human lover, happy. He looks her up and down and nods, still wearing that wide, wicked smile on his face.

"Give me your lewdest pose, slut."

Ariane blinks and thinks about it for a moment before blushing and reaching down to spread her pussy lips apart with her fingers. At the same time, she reaches across her body to grab hold of that arm with her other hand, bringing her second arm up under her bust to show off her sizable bosom. His cum continues to seep out of her as she does so, while he slowly nods approvingly.

"Mm, not bad for a bitch like you all on your own. Six out of ten. But we can improve."

Stepping forward, he begins to manhandle her for a second. Ariane would never have let anyone lay their hands upon her in such a cavalier manner before, not in a million years. But now? Now it just felt right. She loved him with all her heart, after all, so really… she should let him do whatever he wanted with her.

The 'lewd pose' he ultimately coaches her into is very lewd indeed. She's making two peace signs on either side of her head, and has her legs bent outward in a bow-legged half-crouch. Her entire body is on display this way, plus she's doing such wanton things with her limbs.

"L-Like this, Master?"

"Exactly like that. Now, repeat after me. 'I'm a stupid elf bitch who's only purpose in life is being fucked by my human betters. Please Master, pump your elf slave full of your seed so I get pregnant with your half-breed babies'."

Ariane freezes up as his words, said in a mocking tone, wash over her. It's not really the tone that causes her to freeze though, but rather the words themselves. For a moment, the Dark Elf twitches. What he wants her to say… it goes against everything she believes in. But doesn't… doesn't she love him? Doesn't she love her human Master with all her heart? How can she possibly refuse him?

"I'm… I'm… I-I'm a stupid e-elf bitch who's only p-purpose in life is being fucked by my… by my human b-betters. Please Master… pump your elf slave f-full of your seed, so I get pregnant with your h-half-breed babies…"

It's hard to say, but it has to be said. She'll do anything to make her beloved happy. And her words… they make him very happy indeed. With a lustful growl and a wide grin on his face, he snatches her up and tosses her back onto the bed, Ariane yelps, only to squeal as he immediately leaps on top of her.

His cock spears her core again, slamming deep into her once-creampied pussy. Meanwhile, he pushes her legs high into the air, holding them by the ankles at first and then leaning in to use his shoulders to lock them in place, folding her like a pretzel. Ariane, for her part, reacts on instinct… and her instinct says to wrap her arms around the man she loves with all her heart, so that's exactly what she does.

He kisses her a moment later, and Ariane's eyes roll back in her head as she experiences her most mind-numbing orgasm yet. Her body quakes and quivers under him, as he fucks her hard and fast without hesitation, mercy, or remorse. N-Not that there's any need for him to show remorse, is there? After all, they're in a relationship! She loves this human with all her heart! She loves her Master!

As he pulls back for air, he's still grinning down at her, and Ariane moans as she looks up at him, pupils shifting back and forth between normal and heart-shaped.

"M-Master… Master! Master!"

He laughs at her, but Ariane's heart simply soars that she could do something her beloved finds so humorous.

"That's right bitch, you belong to me for tonight. And I'm not going to let up until morning."

For tonight… but surely, they would spend the rest of their lives together? Ariane ultimately shunts that thought aside, her beleaguered, hazy mind deeming it unimportant. All that matters right now is her Master and his pleasure, and by association, her own. Crying out, moaning, mewling as he fucks her in a mating press right there on the bed, Ariane finds herself fixating on what he'd had her say.

"D-Do it, Master! Knock me up! Breed your loving elf s-slave!"

It's easier to say the words now. Easier to admit what she is. She's his elf slave. His property. She still wants to free her enslaved brethren, which makes for a weird juxtaposition in her mind. Because on the one hand, she loves her Master with all her heart. On the other, she knows her kind suffer under the yoke of other humans.

Eyes rolling around in her head, tongue sticking straight out of her mouth, Ariane Glenys Maple cums her brains out, the elf squealing at the top of her lungs as he fucks her and fucks her and fucks her some more. Until at long last, her Master lets out a loud groan right into her ear and begins to cum within her once again.

As he fills her womb with his human seed, Ariane has one single thought running through her mind. A thought that the Dark Elf never would have considered herself capable of having before now.

Get pregnant! Getpregnantgetpregnantgetpregnant!

Shuddering in ecstasy, feeling him coating the inside of her womb with his ejaculate, Ariane takes her Master's load yet again.

Ah, but it's far from the last. He fucks her throughout the night, using her to his heart's content, every orgasm making the love in her heart for him soar to greater heights. Until finally, it's a bit too much for the poor Dark Elf to handle. She passes out impaled on his cock, and her last thought is that everything is as it should be.

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Of course, people say everything looks different in the light of day. To say things looked different for the Dark Elf woman when she woke up that next morning would be… the understatement of the century.

By the time she'd woken up in that despoiled bed, face down with her legs splayed out and sticky, half-dried seed caking her cunt, the hypnosis… had finally worn off. That was the blond fop's trick, after all. He'd used his kiss, or something on his lips, or just… some magic she hadn't seen coming to put her in a state of enchantment.

From there, he'd made her do everything with him, turned her into his little slavish elven whore, and ultimately made her think she was so madly in love with him that she would set aside all of her ideals, all of her beliefs, and all of her convictions to… to serve him! Worst of all… when Ariane had woken up that next morning, she found he hadn't just taken her dignity and her pride. No, he'd gone a step beyond humiliating her, stealing her belongings as well! Her money, armor, and weapon… it was all gone!

He was truly the worst. The scum of the earth. Ariane had been forced to beg for help from the innkeeper and accept some rags to cover herself with from the disapproving-looking woman. As if she'd willingly partaken in… in any of her humiliation! Though, from the outside looking in, it might have seemed like that. Certainly, she'd been quite loud.

But no, while she was forced to remember every last second of the night before, Ariane could barely stand to think about it. She hated the version of herself that he had forced upon her. She hated him more than that though. As selfish as it might have been, the Dark Elf soldier couldn't just let things go at that. While she knew her brethren were still out there, enslaved and in need of her help… she knew she couldn't help them until she helped herself and reclaimed her dignity by paying that man back a thousandfold for what he'd done to her!

It took time, but eventually she was able to scrounge up enough to get a set of basic leather armor and a dagger. As well, she was able to get a name for the blond fop, a magician named Brynolf. What she still didn't fully understand was how he'd gotten her under his spell like that. Chant-less magic was rare but not unheard of, yet she'd never heard of anyone being able to cast magic with a simple kiss and a bit of tongue.

Still, in the end it didn't matter. All she had to do was avoid his lips, and he was as good as dead. Technically, she could have even struck him down from afar with her magic… but that wasn't good enough. No, for the sake of her pride, he had to know it was her.

That led her to this current moment. She'd tracked Brynolf down to a campsite outside of a town a few miles away from where they'd met. He was all alone, and currently resting by a small campfire. Dagger in hand, Ariane approaches him from out of his line of sight, making sure to move carefully and stealthily. In the end, the night, or rather darkness in general, is the domain of Dark Elves. He doesn't see her coming at all.

Slipping into position behind him, Ariane places her dagger up against Brynolf's neck, the point digging into the soft underside of his chin as she half-growls, half-hisses into his ear.

"Miss me, 'beloved'."

He goes stiff, and she likes to think she can smell his fear, though unfortunately he doesn't piss himself in fright. That would have made her so very happy. Instead, putting his hands where she can see them, the blond fop chuckles.

"Oh, very much so, darling. I'd hoped you would come looking for me."

Ariane narrows her eyes at that.

"I'm going to kill you for what you did to me, you know that right?"

"What I did to you? Showed you a good time?"

"You raped me and robbed me, you bastard! More than that, you fucked with my mind! I can't fucking get you out of my damn head!"

"Yes, funny that. Well, if you must kill me… go ahead."

He sounds far too cavalier about… about all of this. Ariane bristles in anger. Does he think she doesn't have the stomach for it, or something? On the contrary, she's more than capable of killing slaver scum like him. She'll just draw her hand back and slam the dagger point up into his skull, pinning his tongue to the roof of his mouth and-… and…

Ariane blinks as she realizes she's pulled the dagger back but can't bring herself to complete the motion. Her arm is trembling with the sheer amount of desire behind the attempted action. She wants nothing more than to complete her movement, to kill him dead right here and now. And yet… she can't do it.

Slowly reaching up, Brynolf grabs her wrist with one hand and pulls the dagger from her hand with the other. Like that she's disarmed, and realizing the situation she's in, she breaks free of his hold and darts back, heart racing in her chest. She needs to flee. She needs to get away from here and-

"Don't leave yet, pet. We're only just getting reacquainted."

Her legs freeze under her, and she finds she can't take a single step away from the blond as he slowly stands up and turns to face her, smiling wickedly all the while. Reaching down, he casually begins unbuckling his belt and pulling open his pants. Ariane watches in horror, as he frees his cock from its confines and displays it to her without a hint of shame or embarrassment.

"Did you really think that the hypnosis wore off? Silly elven bitch. My Cheat Ability wouldn't be so weak as that, heh. You're mine, now and forever… but I have to admit, when I decided to play catch and release with you, I didn't think it would be THIS fun. Having you come looking for revenge was so much better than me hunting you down later myself, as I originally intended."

Ariane's mouth opens and closes, but no sound comes out. Her eyes are… fixed on the human's cock.

"Let's make a new deal, shall we? If you can resist… I'll let you go for now. I'll let you run away. But if you can't resist, then you'll 'remember' all the love you felt for me that night in the inn. You'll 'remember' who your Master is, you slutty little elf cum dump."

Frozen in place, Ariane sees no other option as she shivers at his words.

"Resist… resist what?"

Smirking, he reaches down and wags his still-hardening cock at her.

"This, of course."

Then, he begins walking forward. She wants to take a step back, she wants to run, but she can't. He and his stupid, damn, human cock that had made her cum so much get closer and closer, until he's standing right in front of her.

Still holding his dick with one hand, he brings up the other and rests it upon her shoulder. Belatedly, Ariane realizes she's not weaponless just because he tool her dagger. She has her magic, after all. And yet, none of the chants she knows will leave her lips. Instead, she's struck wordless as he begins to apply pressure to her shoulder and slowly but surely forces her to her knees.

Smacking his cock against her cheeks a few times back and forth, Brynolf grins at her and raises his eyebrows expectantly.

"Mm? Well? What are you going to do now?"

She just had to resist? For how long? No matter. Ariane Glenys Maple was not a slave. Not to herself, and NOT to this man. She refused to submit. Keeping her lips tightly closed, the Dark Elf glares up at Brynolf wordlessly, silent and unyielding even as his grin grows wider and wider and- oh no.

Eyes darting down, Ariane realizes that her lips are no longer tightly closed, but instead suctioned down even more tightly around his cock. She's sucking him into her mouth and in that moment, she knows she's failed to resist.

The consequences of that failure hit her a moment later, as Ariane 'remembers' every bit of love she felt for the human in front of her that night. Immediately cumming on the spot with his cock in her mouth, the Dark Elf moans around his dick, even as her hips buck and her crotch grinds into the grass beneath her. Eyes fluttering, she begins to suck far more aggressively on the cock of… of her Master.

"That's more like it, cunt."

Yes… yes, she remembers now. She remembers who she belongs to, who owns her. Looking up at him with nothing but adoration and devotion in her heart, Ariane Glenys Maple gives up on her quest, she gives up on her ideals, and she submits wholly and utterly to the man who has shown her that her true place is at his feet as his slutty elven slave.

Her brethren will have to fend for themselves. Ariane spares them a single thought, a hope that their masters might be as wonderful and perfect as hers. Then, she focuses on the task at hand and puts their plight out of her mind. After all…

She's finally right where she belongs.

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