The Secluded Spring | By : Magluakk Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 6503 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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liked the last chapter and you like this one, the next one will probably drive
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It was dark and quiet in the high forest of Teldrassil, yet
at the same time the sounds of the chirping crickets and hooting of the large
owls was like a roaring crowd of people to Ma’zum’s long troll ears. He had
come to Teldrassil by sneaking into one of the boats and then climbed the very
large tree, which took so long that he had to spend the night on one of its
very large branches at one point.
Now, however, he had made it to the top and set up a small
low maintenance camp in a tucked away corner. He poked at the dead fire he
started much earlier in the night as he sat hunched over, staring at it as if
not focused on anything at all in the immediate area, but as though he were
focused on something far away that he didn’t need to look at.
After almost an hour of this, Ma’zum stood and walked over
to a crude mat formed from animal skin and laid down upon it, stretching out his
long lanky arms and letting out a muffled yawn, although it was still quite
loud. He removed several articles of leather clothing and came to be in nothing
but his animal fur woolies. At last, looking extremely vulnerable in the dark
night of this unwelcoming forest, he closed his eyes, just for a second…
Immediately, a thin and quick figure leapt out from the dark
shadows at Ma’zum, knife in hand and less than a foot away from striking a
killing blow, when just as fast as she launched her attack the troll’s much
larger hand grasped the wrist of the arm that held her blade. From both shock
and a jolt of pain she let go of the knife, and it fell into the mat to
Ma’zum’s side.
The night elf quickly recovered from her surprised state and
brought her leg around with amazing speed from a place Ma’zum would never have
expected bodily possible, and using the very weight of his grip on her arm he
delivered a powerful kick into his side. He gasped, the air knocked out of him
temporarily, but he did not let go of her arm, instead he furthered the
advantage he already had and jerked her entire body over him, rolling onto of
her back and grabbing her spare arm, holding her pinned to the crude bed.
Naelia had not expected the troll to foresee her attack, no
orcs, tauren, forsaken or beast of the wild had in the past, but this was her
first time to attempt to kill a troll, and she clearly underestimated his
ability to hear. She writhed and struggled under his overwhelming body weight,
both of her arms bound behind her back by a single hand of his, and no matter
how hard she tried to pull away her arms would not budge. Suddenly she became
tired of struggling, and she turned her head to the side to look up at him.
Finally now that she had stopped struggling, much quicker
than expected, Ma’zum got his first good look at his would-be assassin. Right
off he was surprised to see that she actually wore next to nothing, the vast
majority of her smooth, pinkish purple skin open to his eyes. She wore a small
thong-like piece of armor that seemed to sink into her round ass, which gleamed
reflecting the moonlight off of her perfect skin. Around her back there was the
thin strap of her ‘bra’, which was made out of the same lacey metal material.
His eyes followed the strap to the side of her chest and he could see the outer
curve of her breast poking out as it bubbled up under the weight of her chest.
Then he brought his eyes up to her face, which looked very smooth and young
although he knew she was probably ages older than he, and her hair was a
deeper, darker purple than her skin that gleamed like it was sopping wet.
Ma’zum felt his erection growing in his loose woolies, the
bulge barely contained pressing against the lower half of her curvy ass. Her
glowing yellow eyes widened, and he saw the expression. Though he had this
amazingly sexy night elf under him and at his absolute mercy, and though she
just tried to kill him, he did not want to rape her. He knew that she was
probably defending her home land for fear that he would attack one of her own
kind, and he did not blame her.
He momentarily pondered the situation, trying to think of a
way to safely release the elf and assure that she would not try to attack him
again when he felt her wiggle her ass against his now fully erect cock, his woolies
so insufficiently containing the massive rod that the slight brushing of her
ass cheeks was enough to push the fur cloth away. It sprung out, pressed
against her tiny lacey metal thong, and she gasped both at the heat and the
size of his dick.
The night elf started to grind her hips under him, rubbing
her ass up and down against his huge throbbing troll cock and groaning as she
did so. “Could she really want this?” Ma’zum thought to himself as Naelia
continued to grind against his thick girth, her moaning increasing in volume.
He brought his free hand down to her waist and hooked one of his large fingers
into her thin lacey armor and tugged quick and hard, snapping it open. Her ass
jiggled a little as the strain was loosened, and she seemed to whimper when he
shifted up on his knee and the warmth of his cock left her ass. He pulled her
metal thong with his hand and threw it a few yards away against a tree. He
replaced his large cock between her ass cheeks and she moaned in deeper
pleasure as she resumed grinding against him, harder than before, and he
started slow, steady thrusts against her.
Still he did not trust her, her kind were known for
seduction and for trickery, the only difference in his intentions between now
and a few minutes ago was that now she was asking- begging- for him to fuck
her, and whether or not she planned to try to escape, he was going to give it
to her. Again with his free hand he slipped a finger into her thin bra strap
and snapped it apart, the lacey metal armor falling to the sides of her large
bubbled breasts against the animal skin. Ma’zum then brought his free hand down
to grasp his thick cock at the base, guiding the bulky head to press and rub
against her wet slit. She moaned loudly under the troll, a throaty moan filled
with deep sexual excitement that served to greatly encourage him. Still using
the guidance of his hand he pushed himself into her, stuffing her with his
mammoth shaft.
Her body was now a writhing, gleaming, curvy mass under him.
She moaned even louder as he filled her, so loud that the crickets had stopped
chirping and the owls had gone from the nearby trees. Naelia had mated with her
own kind a few times in the past, but none of them felt like this. He was so
big; it felt unnatural yet at the same time very welcome.
Ma’zum’s huge cock was completely inside of her, and he held
it in her like this for several seconds, enjoying her whimpering breath and her
pleasant wiggling. Finally, he took her left wrist in his left hand and her
right wrist in his right hand, pulling both of her arms back and eventually
lifting her torso off of the ground. Her thin metal bra stayed on the ground,
her large round breasts reflecting the moonlight just like the rest of her
supple purple body. She let her head hang down, relying entirely on his
strength to keep her body up.
Slowly Ma’zum pulled back, withdrawing his immense length
from her tight slit. It felt like an eternity to Naelia, having something so
large being pulled almost entirely out of her so slowly. However, Ma’zum
stopped before the head came out and pushed his entire length into all at once.
She yelped loudly, her entire body shook. He repeated the action, but not
nearly as slowly, and continued to quickly increase his pace, each thrust as
powerful as the last. Every time he thrust into her she yelped, her body shook,
her breasts bouncing wildly now.
Less than half an hour ago Naelia lurked in the shadows,
fully prepared to kill this being who now had her at his mercy, who totally
overpowered her and was now ploughing her like he would a troll woman. And yet,
she loved it. She encouraged him to take her, and even though Ma’zum could not
see it from behind as her face was masked by her mess of hair, she was smiling
with deep satisfaction as this powerful troll man fucked away all conscious
thought.
The night elf, as Ma’zum could obviously tell by this point,
had already had several orgasms, and after several minutes of pounding into
her, he could feel his own orgasm coming. He let go of her arms, and for half a
second Naelia fell to the ground. Caught by surprise she brought her hands down
to keep her up, but before that half of a second was over Ma’zum’s hands were
on her ample breasts, kneading and mashing them as he slammed his cock into her
as hard as he could until his entire body shuddered as he came, filling her
with his seed. She screamed and came hard with him, the world merely a blurry
haze for the both of them as they semi-collapsed together.
“Naelia!!!” called the voice of a male night elf, only a few
yards away from the dazed pair. Both Ma’zum and Naelia looked up in shock. They
saw the night elf who called her name, but then several more night elves came
out from the hidden shadows. Ma’zum pulled himself out of Naelia and as he
pulled backwards from the group they all looked down with widened eyes at his
massive erection, even though it had begun to soften. Suddenly the night elf
who spoke before’s expression changed from shock to anger, he lifted the spear
he held and prepared to strike at Ma’zum when suddenly another voice called for
him to stop, a female voice.
The attacker froze in his position and turned, with the rest
of the group to a draenei woman who stepped forward from behind the crowd. She
wore a long, flowing traditional runecloth robe, common among those who worship
the light, and Ma’zum deduced that she was a priestess. She stepped in front of
most of the group, up next to the night elf that planned to kill the troll. She
looked down at Naelia who was obviously full of shame and gave a neutral look
at Ma’zum, which almost seemed forced, though no one was paying that much
attention to her expression.
“These two must be redeemed by the Light, not killed.” She
turned to the elf directly next to her. “I ask your permission to at least
attempt to absolve these two of their actions. As a favor for the things I have
done for your people.” She smiled politely at the elf, which still seemed quite
angry. His face bore a deep scowl as he muttered, “You have done many great
things for us ever since your people arrived here, Atalya. I will permit you to
take both of them to redeem them as you see fit.” He turned to the rest of the
group of elves. “Take these two to the river to clean themselves of this
wretched mess… bind the troll and throw him in. Pull him out before he drowns,
and then take both of them to the priestess’s cabin.”
Atalya smiled as the group of elves set forth to carry out
their orders. She set off toward her cabin, and her smile deepened with
wickedness.
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