The keep was taken without a fight. The elves were simply too adept at siege-craft to hope holding out against them. And so I, Prince Philippe, was taken into captivity with my little sister Amanda.
We were bound immediately after the elves entered the castle. Chains were put around our necks, our arms were cuffed behind our backs, and we were led out on leashes. I thought to protest, but knew protesting would be useless.
Neither Amanda nor I looked at each other. We knew the high elven methods for humiliating rulers who opposed them. Rulers were not harmed, but instead sexually humiliated. They especially loved to exploit incestuous taboos, and we had little doubt of their intentions for us.
They did not lead us far before stopping us. In front of the castle, the garrison had been disarmed and made to kneel. Amanda and I were lined up at the entrance to the keep. Two elves walked up, and in a fluid motion cut through our clothes with a blade.
Despite myself, I gasped as my bare skin was exposed to the air. I kept my eyes on the ground, refusing to look at Amanda or the group ogling me.
"What should we do with these ones?" an elf mused. "The last group we gave to the tentacle monster, do we want to do that again?"
Amanda whimpered softly as she knelt naked before her captors. Her legs shook uncontrollably. She was terrified beyond reason.
I wanted to stand tall and bravely face my fate, but found it impossible. My body trembled like jelly, unable to support itself. It felt as though my insides were being squeezed by some invisible hand.
"We could do the usual and have them mate here," another elf suggested. "That way they can get acquainted with the pleasure of serving us."
My stomach lurched violently as a wave of nausea swept over me. I choked back vomit and fought to hold down what I was feeling.
"Better to start with it than stand around debating," another conceded. "I'll begin the magic."
The elf grabbed my cock with one hand, and with the other bent me over. She began quietly chanting in old elvish. A warm feeling emanated from her hand through my hips. Another elf grabbed Amanda and bent her over the same way.
"Toss me the salve," one said casually. A thick liquid was rubbed onto my anus. Warmth spread inside me as I tried to relax. My heart rate accelerated, and I found myself stiffening.
"There we go," the female elf laughed. "Now, look at your sister."
I did so without thinking, eyes wide. She was breathing hard, her tight breasts heaving on her chest.