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2017/11/22
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Name: Jeong Choe
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance: Picture, a cream bra and white panties.
Personality: Prideful about both her intelligence and looks, yet still shy around people she doesn’t know.
Location: Staying behind in an empty building in her neighborhood to study alone until late hours.
Unfortunately, someone let Alicia Henderson join the militia. However, I couldn’t stand for a half-elven bitch to be allowed to fight in our army! Her being let in was a disgrace to our tradition, not to mention that with her being half-human she could easily betray us to the humans if our shaky truce was to be broken again. So when she was given scouting duty as a test, I knew what I had to do – cleanse our ranks of the half-bred heathen.
As she set off towards the location she was told to patrol today, I followed closely behind, carrying a dagger with myself. She didn’t suspect a thing – after all, the bitch most likely thought that we all accepted her now. While following her, I had the chance to see what she thought could pass for an uniform. I realized she might have been let in only because she was visually appealing to some officer, and I felt more contempt for the militia for letting her join. Her chest was only covered with a green leather bra, leaving her sizeable tits barely covered. On her wrists she wore green guards, possibly to help her with bow recoil. The bow was beautifully crafted, having her hold it was a insult to it to be held by a half-bred. She kept her arrows in a quiver hanging just behind her ass. Her sex was only covered with a piece of cloth, tied with straps wrapping around her waist as the cloth moved between her shapely legs. As I watched her, I understood why some would be willing to overlook her parentage – she was quite pleasant to look at. I, however, couldn’t stand for such a thing, her looks only strengthening my resolve.
I continued to follow her until she decided to take a break. I knew we were far enough from the settlement now that no one would interrupt us. I smiled as I saw her set her bow down on the ground – a deadly mistake for anyone to make, convincing me she deserved what I’d do. She took a look around to make sure no one was nearby, but didn’t notice me, then laid down with her back against a tree. She closed her eyes as she slipped one hand beneath the cloth on her hip, leaving no doubt in what she was about to do. Her other hand pulled her leather bra down, and started to caress one of her breasts.
I that time to sneak closer in, until I grabbed her bow. When I took it, I looked at the half-bred. It proved to be quite a mistake. Her face was now crimson red, the slut panting heavily as she touched herself with her chest arced upward. Seeing her like that, I couldn’t help being aroused, and because of that I didn’t notice a twig in my way. As it crunched beneath my foot, her pointy ears snapped in my direction and she abruptly opened her eyes. I barely had the time to ready the bow, pointing one of her arrows straight at her.
When she saw me, I could see her calming down. “Oh, it’s you. You followed me here?” I didn’t respond – I felt there was no need to. “Weird. I figured you didn’t like me with all your “half-elven slut!” screams you threw at me. Still, since you are here, and you watched me like that, what do you say we share some pleasure? I know you must have found me arousing, your crotch is the best proof of that.” She gestured towards my still visible erection, and I shivered. To be given such a crude proposition from that slut! Trying to convince me, she undid the strap on her hip, and removed the cloth, showing me her wet half-elven cunt. As I felt I couldn’t last like that much longer, I released the string. She opened her eyes wide as the arrow hit her left breast. She looked at me with a mixture of pain and confusion as she grasped the arrow, breathing heavily as her blood started to flow.
“Should have worn better armor, you half-human slut.” Tears appeared in her red eyes as she understood how much trouble she was in. I shot her with another arrow, this one hitting her straight in her toned stomach, and readied a third one. I thought of ending her right away, but her lewd body continued to tempt me. I lowered the bow, setting it down on the ground. Some hope appeared in her eyes. “Please, help me!” She begged me as I approached her. I undid my belt, and pulled my pants down, freeing my cock. She squealed in fear, knowing I had no intention of helping her.
I lowered myself onto her, forcing my member into her lowly snatch. She tried to fight against me, but with the two arrows sapping her strength she couldn’t do much. I pinned her down, and continued to rape her. I continued to slam in and out of her, my hand caressing her sharp, human chin and pointed nose. When I did, she started to move her hips against me, trying again for the release she was close to before I interrupted her. “A slut to the very end.” I thought to myself as I felt her cunt squeezing my cock in an orgasm, and it made me release my load inside her as well. Her eyes widened again as my hot semen shot into her cunt, probably worried about getting pregnant. Well, that was not going to be an issue.
As I removed my cock, I took out the dagger I had with me. She looked at me with fear again, and I knew she wanted to beg me for mercy again. I didn’t let her do that – I just stabbed the dagger into her throat. Blood began to flow from both her neck and her mouth, as she opened and closed her mouth silently. I moved my weapon to the side, cutting further through her neck until it went fully through. I looked into her eyes as she passed away, feeling a great deal of satisfaction. I killed the halfbreed that was a disgrace to all of us pure elves. Still, standing over her dead body, I felt a question come to my mind. “Shouldn’t the mother, who bred with a lower race, also be punished?” I pondered the question as I returned to the village.
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