🥊 Gloved Invasion

Helmut entered the dimly lit chamber, his black jacket making a soft rustling sound as he moved. His black shorts hugged his firm, teenage buttocks snugly. With stylish black boots on his feet and his hands encased within boxing gloves, he strode with confident footsteps toward the room's center, where a captured elf struggled helplessly against ropes anchoring him to two wooden posts.

The captive's eyes widened slightly as they took in the newcomer's appearance. His gaze lingered for a moment on the stranger's unusually large chest, which seemed almost disproportionate on a body otherwise lean and youthful. However, before the elf could fully comprehend what he was seeing, Helmut shed his jacket and revealed the truth – these were not just giant pecs, but in fact two gorgeous, richly oiled, massive female breasts that adorned this young man's otherwise male frame.

As if an enchantress had worked her darkest magic to create such a grotesque yet enthralling figure, each breast nearly the size of Helmut's head, they were immeasurably lush and ripe, glistening under their oil coating. They swayed gently as he confidently approached the captive. Despite himself, the elf found his cock beginning to stir at the sight of this perverse eighteen-year-old human teenager.

"Oh, hey there, little one," Helmut greeted, extending one gloved hand toward the captive's growing erection. "I'm Helmut, your new milkboy. Your old one, Danny, asked me to take over for a couple of days while he's away. I've heard you're quite a tough cookie," he continued, stroking the elven cock slowly and teasingly. "But don't worry, I have my ways."

Nate struggled helplessly against his bonds, groaning loudly as his cock continued growing larger and thicker under Helmut's skilled touch, his attention momentarily stolen by the captivating sight of the stranger's massive, swinging breasts. He tried to swallow to suppress his excitement, but found it impossible to ignore the delicious sensation of Helmut's gloved hand tracing his most intimate parts, gradually moving up toward his lower belly before beginning a slow and teasing dance around his deep, inviting navel.

"Danny shared some information about your vulnerabilities," Helmut murmured seductively as his glove sank into the captive's soft stomach, causing the restrained elf to shiver in pleasure despite his desire to resist the pervert's advances.

"Mm... I didn't think you would be this soft on the inside..." the tormentor continued, driving another deep thrust into the elf's stomach. "Huh, wow! Look at this, not even a single protest from your innards!" The glove sank so deep into the elven belly that it looked almost as if it would come out of his back any moment now.

Nate's eyes rolled back in his head, his whole body convulsing with ecstasy. The sensation of such powerful intrusion deep inside his belly was overwhelming. His cock throbbed wildly; its rhythm matching the beating of his racing heart as the glove slid even deeper into his guts.

"Please... deeper... harder," Nate whimpered, his voice barely audible over his ragged gasps for air, as the tormentor continued probing his innards.

Helmut couldn't help but chuckle darkly as he observed the dough-like belly in front of him swallowing up more and more of his boxing glove. He loved the sound of desperation and lust in the captive's voice, the way his entire body trembled helplessly under the assault on his most vulnerable parts.

"Oh, don't worry," Helmut smirked confidently, sinking his gloved hand even deeper inside the helpless youth's belly. "I know just how to make you cum."

He continued pressing the glove even deeper now, sliding it under the captive's rib cage and watching it sink into the lower part of his lungs. As he pushed further still, the captive choked slightly, coughing and gagging on his own saliva, his face turning bright red from lack of air. Yet Helmut paid him no mind – all that mattered to him was extracting that precious white liquid from the elf.

Despite his dough-like softness, Nate was known for being a difficult one to crack. He could take quite a lot more than their regular elven prisoners, but his unique lineage also made his essence a hundredfold more valuable than typical elven semen.

Nate was a true Hardwood Elf, a rare specimen among today's prevalent Hi Elves who had lost much of their magical potency over the centuries of relentless sexual interaction with humans. Even though most people still sought out elven brothels for healing, thanks to the universal acknowledgment of elven semen's extraordinary restorative powers, the Hi Elf courtesans simply could not compete with the raw might of the evasive Hardwood Elves. Much like Prince Nate himself, most of the Hardwood Elves belonged to royal houses, closely guarded and virtually inaccessible to ordinary people.

Even after getting captured, it took a true expert to breach the elf's defenses and force him to spill the prized seed against his will. That was why Danny couldn't contain his excitement when he heard that Helmut was coming to visit soon. With Helmut's charms and skills, there was hope they'd drain every last drop of magic from that enchanted elven ball sac!

As Nate struggled desperately against his bonds, trying to squeeze his balls together as much in an attempt to delay the inevitable, he suddenly felt an intense pressure building up within him, something that seemed almost unbearable...

"No... no... no!" Nate screamed in terror, realizing what was happening just moments before it was too late to do anything about it. With a loud gasp, his cock erupted wildly, shooting ropes upon ropes of thick, creamy cum all over his tormentor's massive tits, splattering them with hot jets of viscous liquid until they were completely coated with the stuff.

Helmut stared down at the mess on his chest, then looked back up at Nate with a triumphant grin. "There we go," he said smugly. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

Nate groaned feebly, struggling helplessly against his bonds now that he had no more strength left in his body after releasing such a tremendous amount of elven essence from his cock. Despite managing to suppress most of his arousal while under Danny's control, a few drops here, a few drops there... However, the newcomer somehow found a way through his defenses, making him erupt like a geyser when he least expected it!

If this continued, Nate knew he wouldn't last long. His butt cheeks clenched together tightly – if this guy ever discovered he could push that glove elbow-deep inside his elven ass, that would surely drain Nate's nut sack of every last drop he had stashed away for years!

But despite Nate's fears, the young tormentor smirked, turning his back on the bound elf and walking away, carefully cupping his enormous breasts, trying not to spill a single drop of the precious, viscous liquid.

"Until we meet again, perv," Helmut called back mockingly as he exited the room. "Rest well!"

Nate sighed deeply, feeling a wave of relief wash over him as he realized they hadn't yet discovered his greatest weakness. But he couldn't help but wonder just how much longer he could keep his darkest secret safe before it was too late...