Arya was chained to a stone slab and she was tugging at her restraints. She grimaced as the cuffs bit into her wrists, when Durza opened the door to her cell.

"Hello, little elf. It looks like you're still sane."

She growled at him. She'd been tortured relentlessly, brought to the edge of death and back numerous times, but she still hasn't lost her will to fight or divulged information.

"you could just make it a lot easier if you'd just give up and tell us what we want."

"I'll never say anything you sick son of an Urgal!"

"We'll see about that."

He walked over to her with a bag and set it down next to her.

"I'll make you go through heaven and hell today, you'll be begging for the chance to reveal everything just to make it stop."

She braced herself, but she was thrown off guard when she felt her leggings being ripped off with a razor sharp claw.

"What are you-"

She was cut off as the shade waved his hand and she felt her words catch in her throat. She stared at his in silence as he ran a hand along her legs, rubbed her hips and thighs, making the elf give a silent gasp and twitch, earning a smirk from Durza.

"Do you want your voice back?"

She nodded.

Do you promise not to yell?

She thought for a moment, then nodded. She felt the pressure lift off her throat, and she hissed at him.

"What do you think you're doing? You won't get away with this!"

"Oh, I think I will. Nobody's coming to save you, and you're chained to a stone slab. I can do whatever I want to your-" he positioned a claw on the top of her simple leather shirt. "-nice little body."

She heard her shirt rip as he tore apart the garment in one swift movement, and he took out a syring from his pocket and injected it into her arm.

He squeezed her nicely formed breasts and she gasped and bit her lip to prevent from moaning.

"It seems like you're enjoying this."

"N…no! I'm not… nngh!"

She whimpered as she felt his hands massage her breasts, playing with them expertly. When he pinched her nipples, her body convulsed, trying to suppress the intense pleasure forming in her body, threatening to topple her sanity.

Why is he so good at this… Arya wondered as she moaned and squirmed under his clever hands, pinching, twisting, pulling, and grinding her nipples. She didn't want to but her body kept reacting to the new form of interrogation.

His next movement would have made her jump 3 feet into the air if she wasn't chained down.

"my my. Are you a little sensitive, little elf?"

"S-stop… I don't… unh… wan to… nngh! Aah! Please!"

"please what?" he continued pumping his fingers in and out of her, watching the elf convulse and moan on the stone slab.

Arya shut her eyes and wailed as she felt her first orgasm rip through her body, starbursts dancing in her eyelids. She turned her head so that her hair concealed her expression of shame and pleasure.

"I hate you." She spat.

"That didn't stop you from liking it though."

"I didn't-"

He held up his wet fingers. "Here's proof."

She blushed and turned away from the figure that could be dimly called a man.

"What are you relaxing for? We're only getting started."

"What?"

"you heard me."

He walked outside and came back with a bag labeled Arya.

He walked over to her and opened the bag and pulled out a bag of small marbles, a pink syringe, and some tape.

He looked into her emerald green eyes, taking in their defiance and liveliness.

He took out a marble from the bag and put it inside Arya's slit. She whimpered as she felt another marble being shoved into her. And a third… and a fourth…

Ugh! When will he stop… she screamed in her mind. He put tape over her opening and injected her arm with the pink syringe.

"The pink syringe is an enchanted aphrodisiac. You can cum, but the pleasure will still be there, wanting to be released. Which means no matter how many times you cum, you'll want to cum even more."

"You sick bas… aaah!"

She screamed as Durza cast a spell and the marbles started vibrating. She screamed, thrashed, and bucked her body, trying to escape the strange form of pleasure that the shade inflicted on her. Durza watched her squirm for a moment, then walked over and started to suckle a nipple and play with the other breast.

Arya's screams became louder and more desperate as she came, but wanted more, thanks to the drug. The pleasure became more and more intense, and soon, she was having an orgasm every 5 seconds.

"Stop it! Sto… aaah! Make it stop! Aaah! Please!"

He took off the tape and the marbles fell out, still vibrating.

"there. You happy?"

Arya was still screaming and cumming, her body wracked with orgasms and her beautiful face twisted into an expression of pure pleasure.

"Oh, right the antidote."

He pulled out another syringe from his pocket and injected it into her arm, and after 12 more orgasms, she stopped cumming.

Durza unlocked her chains, and she curled up, shivering. The shade cast a spell to clean up the mess, and he threw her a blanket and a pillow from the bag.

"tomorrow will be even more fun, little elf."

He leaned in and gave her a long kiss on her lips.

"make sure to get some rest."

When he walked out and closed the cell door, she fell unconscious, curled up in the blanket, her one small comfort.