1. Myth One: The path to glory
  2. Myth Two: Immortality
  3. Myth Three: Unbreakable stronghold
  4. Myth Four: Loyalty
  5. Myth Five: Shame. Part one
  6. Myth Five: Shame. Part two

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Mentor from the tree - Drop the bow immediately!

- They will kill me! - screamed scared Sindorel.

- Do not kill! Drop the bow! Lie down on your stomach! Ottopyr and bare ass! - continued shouting from above.

- What!? - indignantly yelled a young elf, not believing her ears.

- Do it! Immediately!

- So that I gave myself a pack of wolves?

- Do not pack! Only the leader will cover you, yes, maybe a couple more of the strongest wolves, but you will survive!

- Never! Better to die! The proud student cried hysterically, forgetting that a moment ago she was trembling with fear.

- That's an order! - shouted menacingly from above.

- Never! - screamed the girl, firing an arrow.

The huge wolf, obviously the former leader of the pack, having received an arrow in the chest, roared shortly and fell dead. The second arrow also found its target. Not expecting resistance the pack, devoid of the leader, chose to retreat. Leaving the girl nervously gazing around with the last arrow on the string.

Finally, Sindorel, who realized her victory, exhaled and lowered her bow. And then she was knocked over by the slap of the approaching mentor.

- I gave you an order! - she said, - We do not kill wolves! Children of the forest must live!

The girl who tried to object to something only received another slap in the face.

- Your behavior will consider advice! - growled the eldest, - you! She turned to the others. Take the body of wolves. No part of their body should be in vain! We will make clothes and armor from skins, glue and tools from bones, and sacrifice meat to other children of the forest. We immediately go back.

The elfs could only follow orders. Everyone tried not to look at the violator of laws.

Having returned to the city and having handed over the weapon, elfs received an order to disperse. The teacher immediately disappeared into the foliage of the nearest tree, preventing any attempts to speak.

Annoyed, Sindorel stalked proudly toward her tree.

Entering a small dwelling, the girl threw off her clothes and bent over the sink, plunging her hot head into ice water. The water procedure was interrupted by coughing, a messenger appeared in the aisle.

Not taking the lustful gaze away from the soft parts, who proudly did not want to change the pose of the elf, he said that she, now, was waiting for advice.

Sindorel thanked the messenger, wore a new one, but the same as in the morning, put on a suit, and followed the messenger, headed for the assembly tree.

The girl entered the meeting room with her head held high. Three counselors greeted her with silence. Having taken a place in the center of a small hall, she took a pose that most speaks of her independence and self-confidence.

And so, - the silence sitting in the center broke up, - you know, why did the council summon you?

- Yes! - defiantly threw Sindorel.

“Okay,” said the chairman, frowning.

“The senior mentor of the Rangers, Eoran, has already submitted her report,” the figure to the left of the chairman began to speak. - Do you have something to say in addition to this report?

- I defended my life! - arrived unbearably arrogantly arrived.

“According to the report, the threat was a pack of wolves that you didn’t manage to escape from,” said the one sitting to the right of the advisor. “Wolves do not kill elves, they just take their own! Mentor ordered you to lay down arms?

- Yes!

- She ordered you to lie on the ground?

- Yes!

- She told you what to do to prevent conflict?

- Yes, but ...

“In that case,” Sindorel interrupted, irritably, the chairman of the council, “I see no reason for discussion.”You are found guilty of disobeying orders, killing the children of the forest without extreme need and multiple violations of discipline! You will never become a ranger! From tomorrow, your work will be to monitor the growth of trees. And now you are waiting for punishment. Now and every subsequent morning, you will meet with wolves until you carry them and give birth to offspring, which will restore the population reduced by you!

“But I wanted to ...” the elf suddenly realized her position.

- WON !!! - suddenly screamed infuriated by the arrogance of the young elf, the chairman.

The guards entered the room, grabbed the vainly resisting girl and dragged her out of the hall. At the exit, the guard took a skinny kicking body on his shoulder and deftly ran toward the wall along the branches of the trees.

Running to the edge of the city, he handed the girl already warned rangers. The rangers thanked the soldier. They grabbed the still desperately kicking elf, tore off her scanty clothes and put her body in a wooden cage. The cage was grown from ironwood so that the girl sitting in it was immobilized and well hidden by the bars, but left a decently protruding butt sticking out.

The carefully forged girl, so folded in such a way, grabbed four hands and carried her out of the city. Moving a few hundred meters away from the wall, the Rangers chose a tiny clearing, threw their victim there and left, leaving the watchman on duty.

The observer, not paying shouts, scolding and pleading with the slightest attention, climbed the nearest tree and began to howl, imitating the wolves. Having received a wolf's answer, she stopped trying.

Soon a gray flock burst into the clearing.

Having realized the inevitability of punishment, Sindorel got hysterical.

- How am I going to carry them ?! I'm an elf, and they are beasts!

“Weren't you told that an elf could bear from any beast?” - Finally the ranger came down to answer, - And now, be good, shut up and enjoy, otherwise they will eat you of something good.

Frightened by the last comment, Sindorel bit her tongue and fell silent.

And in time. The huge pack leader was already sniffing at the bulging tender flesh. Licking several times with a rough tongue dark green labia, the wolf jumped on the cage, hanging its back over the coveted ass.

Feeling the touch of soft wool on the delicate skin of the buttocks, Sindorel burst into tears. The wolf unceremoniously poked at the bulging butt of the crimson, which had already managed to get up, with a stake, in search of the desired hole. On the fourth attempt, he managed to connect with a trembling body. The gray predator methodically moved its pelvis.

Unable to do anything, the girl, securely fastened in this position, could only senselessly feel like a huge hot piston, busily operating in her virgin crack.

The wolf tirelessly continued to hammer a young body, paying no attention to anything.

Suddenly, a hot jet splashed inside the girl, who issued her wolfish penis froze inside. Get out he was not given a huge knot, swollen at the base of the trunk and blocked the vagina of his female.

It was very painful. Sindorel seemed to be torn apart by this knot, but he was not blown away.

Having spent some time in a hitch with a female, the wolf left the hot body and trod back into the forest. His place immediately took the next contender for reproduction. Quickly finding the right hole, the new wolf, as well as the leader, moved the pelvis.

Time was infinite. Through the captive elf passed four more eager to breed wolf. She no longer had the strength to cry, and her voice was broken in endless cries of pain. So he now proceeded to her only sluggish ooh ooh ooh ooh in time with the movement of the wolf.

Finally the pack got fed up with its victim and left the clearing.

The Rangers, who returned by a signal, approached the cage and dragged the convict to the city, this time silently.

- Look! She is all in wolf seed! - rang out the voice of the ranger, how many have been in it?

“About a dozen,” the attendant answered dryly.

- Wow ... Usually one two ...

- I liked it, I guess.

Then went silently.

Still not squeezed by a girl, feeling the wolf seed flow from her, she vowed revenge.

Released until the morning, Sindorel wandered along the ground to her tree. She did not try to hide behind or undermine, so that everyone could see the shiny legs ... Read more →

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