Rise of a Matriarch Chapter 13 Life and Death decisions

In the dark of the cell Iliafray dozed as she embraced Xanaphia, several times during the night Xanaphia had cried and struggled in her sleep as nightmares plagued her but each time the reassurance of arms around her seemed to calm her and let her fall back to sleep.To Iliafray it was obvious Xanaphia was near breaking point and she was genuinely worried for her friend, she could only hope that she was right and the escape called for by her Matriarch’s plan was soon and that she would then be able to turn it to a genuine escape.

After what seemed like a rest period the door to the cell opened and a goblin slave came in to clean away the straw and replace it with fresh straw as he left the door stuck remaining slightly open, Xanaphia had been woken by the noise of the Goblin and remained lying embracing Iliafray, outside the door the two slaves heard a part of a conversation between two of the drow slavers much was irrelevant but part of it was asking if the prisoners were ready for the rites of devotion and it being confirmed that they would be tomorrow or the next day, Iliafray knew that in the rites of devotion one of them must die and so expected the opportunity to escape to come that day or never if the Matriarch had tired of her original plan.

There was no opportunity to try and talk to Xanaphia not only were they monitored but soon one of the mistresses would enter the cell and catching them talking would have consequences which may prevent an escape.

A few minutes the cell door opened and the mistress came in accompanied by a pair of human slaves who set out a low table with manacle attachment points visible and a couple of stools along with a ***********ion of tools and torture sevices placed onto the table. As the drow entered the room both slaves struggled to get into a kneeling presentation posture , with Xanaphia’s hands still secured behind her back and Iliafray placing her hands behind her as if they were secured. “You are looking well, although you smell badly enough that I am going to have to punish you for it after you are clean enough for me to touch,” the drow mocked “I think you first Elf-Bitch , Orc Cunt can wait” the drow manipulated a gem on her bracelet and the line linking Xanaphia’s collar to the wall slit up the wall and along the roof until it was anchored over her and began to shorten forcing her to first struggle to her feat and then to stand on the tips of her toes stop stop herself being strangled by the collar. “You do look pretty stretched out like that Elf Bitch , well if you weren’t so filthy and an elf. Orc Cunt go pick up the cleaning gel container in your mouth and then break it on Elf Bitch here so I can get her clean enough she won’t soil my whip , then when you have done that break another vial on yourself for when it’s your turn”, She turned and watched as Iliafray stood and walked over to the table where the bindle of tools had been left and bend over to pick up a vial of a red liquid in her mouth , with her hands still apparently immobilised behind her back. Ten with the vial held in her mouth she walked over to Xanaphia and pressed the vial against her shoulder trapping it between Iliafray’s chin and Xanaphia’s shoulder until it broke with the shards of glass drawing blood from both of them, The red fluid started to flow over Xanaphia’s skin slowly spreading to cover her entire body. As it did so Xanaphia began to moan in pain as the fluid started to feel hot , so hot in fact it felt like boiling water was being poured over her skin, the moans turned to a shriek of agony as the fluid swept over her cunt ,finally as the fluid covered all her skin and hair it began to evaporate as a swirling cloud of steam leaving Xanaphia very clean and with her skin undamaged rather to her relief as the heat had not been real, As the fluid had spread over Xanaphia Iliafray had backed away returning to the table as the Mistress watched , then as she picked up and bit though the other vial , the mistress returned her attention to Xanaphia taking the whip of her belt and taking a few practice swings.

“Well Elf Bitch now it is time to punish you for assaulting my nostrils with your stench, I think twenty strokes should get me warmed up ready for something more creative” She started by landing a blow across Xanaphia’s breasts drawing a strangled cry of agony as the pain momentarily caused her to lose her footing, the next four strikes landed across Xanaphia;s stomach causing quiter groans of pain after the fifth blow the drow mistress stepped forward pressing against Xanaphia’s chest while forcing the fingers of one hand into Xanaphia’s cunt “Well how the mighty are fallen Elf Bitch it seems that now getting whipped makes you all wet and excited” she held her wet fingers up in front of Xanaphia;s eyes , which went wide “ No need to be embarrassed you little slut,, Its quite normal for a sla. …” .

The Mistresses sentence went unfinsihed as Iliafray who Xanaphia had seen sneaking up behind reached over the drows shoulder and cut her throat with a sharp knife from the torture tools,the blow severed the wind pipe and major arteries, blood fountained forward over Xanaphia;s naked body and the drow slumped to the floor with a last gasping rattle from her throat. Iliafray looked down on the body with a dispassionate look “You always were careless and lazy and now you’ve died from it” Then reaching down she took the wrist control off of the dead mistress and quickly manipulated it , with a click both her and Xanaphia’s collars came off , Xanaphia stumbling and almost falling as the weight went back on her feet , then gasping in relief as her bracelets unlocked themselves freeing her arms for the first time in days. “What are you doing “ asked Xanaphia , Iliafray responded quickly “ W e don;t have much time . The rites of devotion they mentioned are a test to see if a slave is broken, they would have pushed us until one of us killed the other preferably you killing me. So we have to take this chance to escape. Please trust me for know, There is a lot to explain but once we are out of here and on our way somewhere safe”. Pausing for a moment and feeling the blood dripping down her chest Xanaphia responded “Ok, I’ll follow you”, Iliafray handed over the knife saying “You are probably more skilled with this than me if we have to fight”.

The pair quietly opened the door left ajar by the Mistress , which opened out into a dimly lit corridor. Iliafray familiar with the layout of the family fortress recognised which section of the dungeons they were in and knew which way to head for the exit. Moving quickly as they did not know how long it would be before someone else entered the corridor they followed the curve of the corridor until they came to a crossing corridor which headed towards the exterior walls.