HIGHBLOOD'S SLAVE GIRL~

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After the ship docked you and the other prisoners were taken off the ship and to what looked like a Uhaul for horses! The kind with the slats on the side so the live cargo could breath. Walking out in the open was so awkward for you because every single 'troll' you passed was staring at you like you were a freak show. Some pointed and whispered while others just flat out gaped like a school of fish out of water. You sighed and tried your hardest to ignore it. You focused instead on everything around you. And after a time of observing you began to notice a few things. Things that were a bit of a trend.

You noticed that trolls who were slaves or workers were made to wear warm colors. Like reds, browns, yellows, and greens. But the ones who were giving the orders wore cool colors like different shades of blue and the occasional teal. You wondered if this was a type of uniform of the classes. Like how royalty from your world prized purple or whatever. It certainly would explain things you supposed.

But before you could really think any more on these 'trolls' or their odd fixation on fashion you were tugged forward by the captain of the slave trade ship. She'd seen the curious and oddly lustful looks some of the trolls had been giving you. She knew with your exotic and one of a kind looks she'd be able to get a small fortune for you. And she didn't want to risk you getting stolen before she got you sold. That would be very bad for her because she'd already contacted all the highest bloods and invited them to her next slave auction. Having to tell them you'd been stolen could end up getting her culled. And she didn't want that.

The slaves were taken to a wide stone building that made you think of a prison. What with its high stone walls and narrow entry gate it could definitely pass for one if needed. But soon you and the slaves were unloaded. But while the trolls were herded to the left, you were dragged to the right by the captain. She grinned at you and you frowned at her pointy teeth. But she paid no mind to your sour attitude and simply tugged you along while happily whistling a tune.

After traveling down a long winding hallway you stopped at a green door. The captain didn't even knock but instead just barged in and called out to someone named Yaleta. You saw a tall older troll woman in green lipstick walk out with three younger trolls behind her. The captain pushed you forward and said in a superior tone,

"Clean her up and put her in something nice. And make sure whatever it is shows off her strange foreign skin and hair. Those and her plush body will be her selling points. I grimaced at the blue dressed troll and stuck my tongue out at her back as she left the room before turning back to the three female trolls. They were all looking at you in wonder. Like they'd never seen a girl before. But then Yaleta gave you a small smile and waved you forward. You considered just running but knew there was no way you could escape this prison like place by yourself.

So with a forlorn sigh you shuffled forward and let the troll women lead you into the back. They stripped you and the eldest gasped and you looked at her curiously. She was staring at your nude form in confusion and you covered yourself in a rare show of shyness.

"What? Just the same things you got no doubt." But the troll woman shook her head and you furrowed your eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean? You're...you're a lady right?" You quickly yanked your hoodie up and covered yourself with it. You looked from the different grey faces and said, "Right?" The woman nodded but said, "Yes dear, I am a female. But I see troll females and...whatever you seem to be...your races females look different."

You looked at her with a wondering look and ask her to explain. She tells you all that she can while she and the other women bathe and dress you. She tells you troll females have no nipples for one. And your jaw hangs open in shock when she tells you they have 'bulges' as well as a 'nook'. And you told them that there were some people from where you come from who have both a 'nook' and a 'bulge' but it was incredibly rare for it to happen naturally. You all talked some more before the captain came back.

She whistled lewdly at you when she saw you in your small strapless wrap top and tiny slit skirt. Everything was white and showed off as much skin as was tasteful. Which wasn't saying much. They covered your breasts, ass, and front but that was it. She told you to follow her and then told the four troll women to follow behind you so you didn't try and run. You just rolled your eyes and quietly picked up your backpack and slipped it on before following the troll. You were led to a lavishly decorated room that had large throne like seats on one side and a small stage on the other. You gulped and thought as you suddenly felt cold,

'This is it.'

You were put on the stage and commanded not to move before a large curtain was pulled so you could no longer see the other side of the room. You stood there for a couple minutes before you could hear multiple people come in the room before it was quiet again. Then you heard the captain talking excitedly.

"Welcome highbloods~! I have quite the spectacular little treat for you all today. I-" But a woman with a ghetto-tastic accent spoke up loudly and cut the captain off. She sounded irritated and just about fed up with the captain. I grinned as I listened to the mystery woman on the other side.

"Yo blue blood! Hurry the krill up! I ain't got no time for this shit! Let's see this strange gill you got already!" The captain stuttered out an affirmative before the curtain was pulled aside and you saw a group of trolls sitting in the previously empty chairs. A muscular male and a sinewy female were dressed in different shades of blue and another male was in fuchsia with a cape. And a tiny woman with copious amounts of hair and a gold trident and dressed in pink while the last (and largest) was in purple with scary face paint. And oddly enough he was toting a large, spiked club that was splattered in what looked like paint. They were all looking at you with smirks on their faces. The blue dressed male not so much though, he actually looked kind of nervous. Which you secretly thought as cute.

And then the captain was explaining how she found you floating in the middle of the glubbin sea. (the pink trolls words, not yours) And then she was all in your personal space. Lifting your hair, showing off its 'unusual' color and grabbing your face so they could see your eyes and lips. You growled and pulled your face back and the purple, slightly wild looking troll laughed. You however were not amused. The captain growled and tried to grab you to yank you back but you jerked away and she only managed to grab the corner of your top. You squealed when it ripped and you quickly covered your breasts before anyone could get a peek.

Your face went red and you yelled in frustration before you snapped and swiftly brought your foot up and kicked her right off the small stage. She yelped and fell flat on her back. She only fell a couple feet but it still made the guy troll in the purple and the woman troll in the blue burst into laughter. The captain flushed blue and snarled as she got up. She was about to tear into you but froze when the purple troll smashed his club against the ground and roared out, "DON'T YOU LAY A MOTHERFUCKING FINGER ON HER! I'M GONNA BUY THAT MIRACULOUS LITTLE SIS! FULL PRICE!" He stood up and you gaped at how tall he actually was. He easily dwarfed everyone in the room.

"H-highblood?" the captain stuttered in fear but the giant troll just brushed her off in favor of ogling you and your now mostly nude form. And he would freely admit that your curvy little body was something that he wanted to get his hands on. And he planned on mapping that body of yours out like Mindfang maps out the sea. He licked his lips at the thought.

You gasped and backed up when he stomped over to you. But he just chuckled and in one swoop he plucked you up and tossed you over his shoulder. You watched as you were carried from the room, sack of potatoes style, while still covering your naked breasts. But before the captain and the other trolls were out of your line of sight you grinned cheekily at the rude captain and flipped her off with both hands. You giggled when you heard her snarl again but louder. A shocked 'eep' was pulled from your throat when a large palm came down on your ass with a loud 'smack'. You blushed and gasped in shock.

"You did NOT just smack my ass!" you said in (mostly fake) outrage while the Highblood just grinned and replied,

"You damn right I did motherfucker. This bouncy thing is just beggin' for a firm hand to show it who's boss."

That kind of left you speechless. You've never had someone be so seriously forward with you. Your friends would tease playfully but you knew this troll was dead serious. It was actually kind of a turn on if you were being honest with yourself. The Highblood took you to his large, looming, castle like hive and formerly introduced you to the troll culture.

Via pailing~

Though you did hold out for as long as you could. But it was mostly just to tease the ever loving hell out of the Grand Highblood. And though you were technically labeled a slave you didn't feel like one. You didn't have to do anything like work. All you had to do was wear cute little outfits and talk with the Highblood. And he'd taken to covering you in gold and purple jewelry, sort of like he was publicly staking his claim. And once while you were wandering around you heard a couple servant trolls gossiping around the corner. You listened in and was surprised to hear that they were talking about you and the Highblood. And oddly enough that very day you finally broke and 'pailed' for the first time with the purple blooded troll.

The servant trolls were giggling about how the Highblood had been so docile since you'd come home with him. He'd barely culled anyone besides the lawbreakers. You grinned and peeked around the corner and said, "You better hope the Highblood doesn't hear you both. He'd probably kill you on principal alone~" They gasped and scurried off in embarrassment while you giggled. And you felt the slight rumble in the ground that signaled the Highblood was moving close by.

You smiled and followed the sound of his loud footfalls and smiled when you caught sight of him. He saw you and grinned his sharp smile down at you before he picked you up and hugged you against his toned chest. You gulped and bit your lip while you avoided looking at his painted face. A low rumble vibrated in his chest as he leaned forward and started nipping an licking your neck. A shuddering gasp escapes you before you reach up and snake your arms around his neck. You tangle your fingers in his thick, coarse mane and lightly rake your nails down his neck. The Highblood growls in approval from your teasing touches before he pulls you back and says, "No more motherfucking waiting lil mama, you're mine today."

You nod weakly. You've about had it with the teasing. You were ready to finally see just what pailing was. You'd heard some trolls talk about it but they never went into much detail. Though you just hoped it wasn't too different from how humans had sex. 'Actually...' you thought to yourself as the Highblood carried you to his chambers. 'That may be a cause for concern. What if we're not anatomically compatible?' But before you could give it much thought you were sat down. A quick glance around and you saw it was the all too familiar room of the Highblood. This is where you slept as well. You weren't allowed to sleep anywhere else. And getting used to sleeping in spoor slime was surprisingly easy.

You gasped when your purple wrap dress was ripped from your body. You covered all your sensitive areas because you wore no underwear. This didn't please the Highblood so he brushed your hands away and stared. He saw you only had a nook, which he thought to be fucking miraculous. And he saw that your breasts had nipples. Something no troll had. Because why have something that is meant to feed babies if the trolls don't have babies? But the Highblood liked them. They were pink and when he touched them you made pleased little noises that drove him up the wall.

The Highblood stripped himself bare and you stared at him hungrily. Every inch of him was toned, grey muscle. But what made your eyes widen was his bulge. It was purple, the same color as his blood. Its base was thick but it tapered out to a point at the tip and it had a ribbed underside. Its girth was decent but its length was what was impressive. The Highblood certainly had nothing to be ashamed about. And without thinking you asked,

"Are you sure...that it'll uh...you know, fit?" The Highblood grinned showing off his pointed teeth and told you that it would fit. He seemed pretty damn sure about it so you nodded okay. And before you knew it you were being picked up and sat in his lap. You hadn't even noticed he'd sat down, you were that distracted by thought. But soon you couldn't think of much at all because the Highblood ground the ribbed underside of his bulge against your lower lips. You moaned and he smirked. And he was ready to simply push home but you knew that wouldn't feel too great for you.

So you held your hand out and told him to hold on. He looked down at you irritably but that changed to curiosity when you held two of your fingers up to his mouth. But you just giggled and said with a blush, "Suck them~" The Highblood's eyebrows raised a bit before he smirked and took the fingers into his warm mouth. You shuddered from the feeling of the troll's tongue and mouth on your fingers. It felt pretty nice but once they were wet enough you pulled them back. You absently noticed his spit was tinted purple too before you reached down and started pushing your now slick fingers into your wet heat. You pumped and scissored your heat until it started to feel good. Really good.

So good that you let your head tip back and your mouth open as moans spilled out. The Capricorn watched with hooded eyes as you basically rode your own fingers. His bulge was writhing in need. It needed to be buried in your nook now more than ever. So he growled and you looked at him and gulped. He looked...hungry. So you removed your fingers and gripped his squirming bulge and pumped it making him hiss. You guided it to your womanhood and slowly descended on it. About half way down you had to stop. The purple blood wanted to buck the rest of the way in but saw you wince and held back.

After a couple minutes of deep breathing and relaxing your muscles you managed to take him the rest of the way in. At first it seemed almost unnatural to be so full. But after tentatively rocking your hips up and down you became used to it. Or as used you could be. So with that done you nodded to the Highblood and he grabbed your hips and lifted you off him a bit. Then he abruptly dropped you back down. The slap of your skin hitting the troll's was audible in the mostly quiet chambers. The only other sound being your labored breathing and the tinkling sound of the jewels that draped your form as they clinked together under your movement.

You groaned and your metaphorical floodgates opened and you started lifting and dropping yourself on his bulge. You got a good grip on his shoulders and starting riding him for all he was worth. Your breathy moans and his deep, rumbling honks filled the space between you both. You were having trouble regaining your breath. It felt like your body was on fire. You could feel your orgasm approaching at an alarming rate. A mounting pressure that was going to be let loose any second.

"Oh god, Highblood! I-...I'm gonna..." you keened and he nodded and started going faster. You bit your lip and came with a cry, your clear fluid covering his pistoning bulge. He was close and his thrusts turned animalistic as he sought out his own release. He held you to him and buried his face in your breasts as he worked your body. You needed something to gain purchase with so you reached up and held his horns. His thrusts lost their rhythm and he groaned between his honks. You smiled and started rubbing your palms up and down them, liking how their rough texture felt against your skin.

The Highblood's thrusts turned erratic and you gasped and gripped his horns tighter when he very suddenly got on his knees and pulled his mating pail over. You wrapped your legs around his waist to hold on as he started vigorously slamming into you. You whimpered and cried out from the overstimulation. Then you gave a choked yell when the troll buried himself into the hilt in you once more and held himself there as he flooded you with his genetic fluid. It filled every bit of your womanhood before it gushed out into the waiting pail below.

Your body shook and the Highblood grabbed your hair before pulling your head back. He slammed his lips into yours in a lazy, sated kiss. When he pulled back he chuckled at both the dazed look you wore and the smears of paint that now decorated your flushed face. He thought you looked pretty cute. He even said so.

"You're motherfucking cute lil mama. Especially right after a good pailing." You flushed darker but smiled at him none the less. Then you smirked and replied, "Wanna see all the different ways humans pail?"

I think we all know the troll's answer.

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It was yes.