“I’m really glad you made it." He smiled. He had such a nice smile. “Glad you invited me.” I smiled back at him. He took my hand and pulled me... inside. Everyone stopped talking when they saw I was here. I started to get nervous. By now he had let go of my hand and was talking to some other girl. She was pretty. Prettier than I am. I just stood there for a little bit before the host, Ashlee, turned down the music and started to talk. “Alright, people, it’s time to play spin the bottle.” Right. That sounds so vain. But I was trying to be objective. I looked like a model. It's a curse, but someone has to do it!I still had my summer tan. And my summer tan lines. My breasts, pussy and rear were snow white where my bikini had been. My bush was trimmed into a neat triangle of light blond curls, almost invisible.I started thinking about this evening and became really scared again. We were going to a baseball game! Thousands of people would see me!I'd been so excited when Richard asked me to. The truck came to a stop and he told me we were at a barn in the middle of nowhere and inside were 6 of his friends that he planned to show me off to. He told me I could scream as loud as I wanted…no one would hear way out there. I shifted in my seat as I felt the wetness run down my leg. My pussy was pulsing and it wasn’t even being touched…yet!He put the thick black collar around my neck and attached his leather leash to it. As he led me in, Master had my hands tied behind my back and I. Silent witness to the former temple's fall and rise as... something else.An eternity and everyone underground has forgotten the curse. Once a thriving country in the hollows of the earth. Even surface dwellers talked of the land in reverence. Golden chambers, jeweled armor, grand libraries gathering tablets covering any subject. They were practically seen as gods to humans barely making harvest. Yet with that kind of grandiose life came pride.Never had the elves claimed they were better. Might.