Love and Tragedy | By : ThirstyLizard Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 5310 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(Sorry about long absence, been busy with life and such. I've gotten better with the good bits ENJOY!!)
It had been a year since the death of Dawn. Oh how so many things have changed, the Dark Portal opening and the fight against the Legion finally showing signs of progress. Rohan Eredor had been at the forefront, continuing his battles, heedless of the danger to his own self. Growing more powerful meant more powerful enemies. He had volunteered for the most dangerous of missions, with the least chance of survival, yet the most vital. It had been so since his wife had passed, Rohan ready to do whatever he was requested for. He had slowly been making his way through the Hellfire Peninsula toward Zangarmarsh. Finding the Cenariun Circle once more, performing whatever quests they required. His murder of the paladin had not gone unnoticed, however, as he had began building his reputation in Outland. There had been a bounty placed upon his head. The bounty hunter hired to capture him was one of the darkest sort. a dark warrior serving the Lich King, not for the bounty, but for the revenge for the killing of an aspiring necromancer. A Death Knight. Silveress had been her name. A Draenei, her long, flowing silver hair spilling over the dark saronite armor covering her body, though the armor showed the curves of her elegant body. She had tracked the warlock for a couple days, thinking to herself of a reason why he would not hide his path, for he simply left a path of destruction wherever he went, bodies, burnt out buildings, or just scorched pieces of earth. She smiled to herself, An idiot. Not even bothering to hide himself from the fury of the Scourge She thought. She walked into the clearing, ice forming upon the ground below her hooves. Where...Where...He should be...Here. She thought to herself as she stands at a freshly abandoned campsite, the fire still flowing. She had her sword drawn, ready to strike, the large blade in her hands ready to strike death at any angle. Rohan watched her atop a low-lying mushroom, noting her features, frm the silver hair to her well-toned body. Holding his hand back to keep his imp from attacking, "What we waiting for?! We should strike strike!" The imp said in his frantic-sounding voice. "Quiet Huknar. If you value your existence in this realm you will stay quiet and do as ordered." Rohan replied, looking at the imp. "There you are...." He heard a sweet, melodic voice say below him "Shit...." Rohan sighed as he picked up the staff at his feet, mere seconds before being pulled off his feet by an ethereal hand grasping him around the waist, "What the hell?!" He shouts as he hits the ground below the death knight's hooves. He barely had time to bring his staff up to block her downward swing. She grunts with surprise when he rolls to the side to dodge her next swing. "Get back here you coward." She says as she glares at him with her bluish-silver eyes, "Get over here so I may gut you." : "Such a lovely incentive, but I will have to refuse." Rohan replies as he grins, "Now Huknar!" And with his order, the imp releases the firebolt gathering in his hands right at the death knight, knocking her off her feet. "Bastard..I'll be sure to skin you alive for that..." She says as she picks herself up off the ground, but as she does, she loks at Rohan casting a blackish-green bolt right into her chest, she stumbles, but doesn't fall, the blue glowing on her armor brightly shining as the shadow energy disperses. "I will kill you....Kill you...." She mumbles as she spits out blood, hardly able to stand, "F...Fight me...." he raises her sword weakly when she is hit by another shadow bolt, knocking her to the ground finally. Rohan walks over to her, his short demon ally skipping over to the fallen draenei girl, "You know. She is cute-cute when she is not trying to kill-kill." The imp chitters to itself. “You can have the body when it's being burned all you life." Rohan says to himself as he bends down to the girl, but surprised to find her still breathing out a cold mist, "What the hell..." Rohan sneers at her, “Prepare to die monster" He holds up his hands, both of them on fire, but his imp steps between them, "Wait-Wait. Useful..Useful she can be!" "What?" Rohan asks as he looks at the imp, "She is nothing but evil, to be destroyed." Rohan looks at the imp, awaiting an answer. "Master...demons could use her, yes-yes." the imp snickered, the draenei girl groaning in whatever strange dreams she was having. Rohan grins at the suggestion, "Yes...I like the idea...Break her." He grins as he casts the summoning spell, his felguard and hi voidwalker appearing, "Why have you summoned us?" they asked witht he voice of one. "I bear gifts." Rohan grins, pointing back at the unconscious girl, "Consider her a thank you for such loyalty." The imp cackles as he attempts to work the clamps holding Silver's armor together, but those cackles quickly turn into frustrated grunts as his tiny hands prove fruitless, the felguard laughs in its loud booming voice, lifting the girl up and inspecting her, "Ours?" he asks, to which Rohan nods, sitting back near his campfire. The felguard makes quick work of the armor, even with it being cursed saronite, it is no match for a true demon, the clamps buckling and snapping as the demon tears them away, her frost chestplate flying out into the swamp. As the chestplate is removed, her body shivers, her pale blue skin showing her beauty, the black silk bra translucent and seethrough, showing her perky breasts, the nipples a slightly darker color of purple, hardened from the cold metal they had been in contact with until now. The demons around smile with glee, except the voidwalker due to actual facial expressions being impossible, the imp, n the draenei girl's shoulders reach down, ripping her perky breasts in it's small hands, "Firm-firm! Not old-old!" the creature chitters with glee as it continues groping her breasts, causing a soft man to come from her unconscious mind, a moan that makes the imp cackle with wild laughter. The felguard, not content with just one side of her body, reaches down, forcing its hand under the girdle of the heavy play, and pulling, causing a loud screeching of metal as it is ripped in half, the metal torn at the knees, revealing a silk thong, of the same translucent design as her bra, with a small patch of silver hair above her sex. She shivers from the cold, sudden air rushing past her legs, the warm armor no longer in place, "My lord...not yet...i am not worthy..." she half moans in her state of mind, the demon clambering down tracing a finger along her quim, sneering as it holds up the finger, glistening in the light, "Wet-wet." The imp sets about tearing the delicate material in half, allowing her breasts to bounce from the not so delicate treatment of her undergarments. The imp nearly shreds its loincloth as it frantically paws her breasts, its member hard, average, if it were on a dwarf, not very long, but decently thick. The felguard lays her on the ground out flat, content to go after the imp as the imp scampers to her lips, placing the head of its tool at them, and slowly thrusting forward, sighing with pleasure as she sucks, slowly in her sleep like a newborn babe on a teat.: "G.....G-Good-Good...Mouth...soft..." the imp groans as he quickly bottoms out in her mouth, her cheeks bulging from the hot thing in her mouth. What the imp expected least happened though, Silver slowly opened her eyes, and realized that the thing in her mouth was not the Lord whom she served so obediently, this thing in her mouth was not whom she wanted, the demon's musk quickly gave it away as precum slowly started dribbling out of the imp's dick, she did what she thought natural for such defilement, and bit down, hard, and her efforts were rewarded with the thick taste of blood and a shrill, high-pitched scream. The imp screams louder and louder before Rohan dismissed it, covering his ears, "Damn thing..it'll heal in the Void." he said lowly as the Felguard quickly seized her legs and spread them, the imp's tool gone as well with his dismissal as she cried out. The felguard looked at Rohan for commands, to which he responded, "Break her legs. I want no more surprises." The demon grinned as it held her up by one le, the other n the ground as he raised his own cloven foot and stomped down directly upon her kneecap, shattering it and eliciting a scream that sounded as sweet as spring rain to the evil demon. "No n no no..NO!" she tried to plead with the unfeeling demon as he picked her up by her now useless leg, causing another scream as he stomped on the kneecap of her leg, her wailing louder with a sharp cry as it dropped her to the ground She was focused on the pain in her legs, too focused to see the felguard withdrawing its own tool, an unhuman blue color to it, with a length and girth to match the demon, nearly fourteen inches long and thick enough for her to nt even be able to fit a hand arund it as the felguard forced her to slowly stroke him, her doing so out of fear he would hurt her further. "Stop this...please.." She begged, but daring not stop her motions, stroking the large shaft a little faster, the demon grasping the back of her head, pulling her toward him, his dark evil eyes warning her of the consequences if she should try what she did before. With tears in her eyes she lightly licks the tip of his shaft, trying to ignore the slowly building fire between her legs as she licks up and down his tool, the demon making no sounds with only the occasional bucking of the hips to show she was performing well for him. He tires of her simple licking as soon his hand grips her hair as he pushes her toward his cock, forcing her to take some of his length in her mouth, her pained gulping sounds from swallowing the thick, salty precum from the demon cock. *She gags hard as the demon suddenly forces his entire dick down her throat, her arms slapping against his thighs, though not needing air, the cock still causing heavy discomfort, he slowly pumpings in and out of her mouth, her eyes watering as she looks up at the demon, its face expressionless She cries silently as her mouth is used as a fuckhole for the demon, thrusting hard and fast, his heavy-set sack slapping against her chin over and over, she slowly sees spots from the jostling movement She is forced against his crotch, the demon finally climaxing and cumming in her mouth, the demon's spunk thick and salty. She tries to pull away, but the demon holds her head close, forcing her to swallow the thick spunk, but the demon comes so much that it escapes out around the thick shaft in her mouth, so much it runs out her nose, her eyes rolling back. Her body twitches as the demon pulls her away, a string of cum connecting her mouth with his cock, she spits up some of the cum still in her mouth, it flowing down her chin as she stays sitting up on her knees The felguard looks down at her body, her face dripping with his hot spunk as he lifts her up, her eyes half-lidded still rolled back as he lines up his thick cock with her soaking wet sex, her voice hardly above a whisper after the throat fucking she just received, "P...Please stop......don't do this..." The demon smiles for the first time and laughs, in its deep booming voice as it places the head of its thick cock at her pussy, a gasp coming from her as it slowly pushes in, a long banshee wail as she is painfully stretched by the monster cock now defiling her once-tight quim. "P-P-PLEASE!" she screams as she is slowly pulled up, only to be broght down again, the demon's cock triking deep, slamming fully inside her, her mind is reeling, I can feel him! So deep! So strong! So---- her thoughts are interrupted by an incredibly hard thrust frm the felguard, causing another scream, not of pain, but of pure ecstasy, SO DEEP! BY ARTHAS! HE'S...HE'S HITTING SO DEEP! I can't take much more! He's so strong! So big! He's hitting me deeper than anyone ever has! Even...Even.... Her thoughts are once again interrupted, not by the felguard, but by Rohan, who had become aroused from the show, his nicely-sized nine inch cock in his hands as he easily gets the rest of her armor off, it coming loose due to the extreme fuck session, "Dawn forgive me...I am only a man..." he whispers as he moves behind her, causing her eyes to widen as she tries to speak, but only able to make gibbering moans NO! Not there! No one has ever! She screams in her mind. He grins as he forces his cock slowly inside her asshole, the incredibly tight hole unyielding, forcing Rohan to thrust brutally to get inside, eliciting several pained screams on top of moans. The felguard stops thrusting, simply holding Silver in its arms, his cock deep inside her pussy as Rohan finally gets fully inside with his side, and as if on cue, both start thrusting at the same time, the same brutal pace, Silver, with her mouth agape, cum still covering her face can do nothing but scream of her love for demons and cock, “SO AMAZING! SO FULL! BETTER THAN ANYTHING I'VE EVER HAD! "FUCK ME! HARDER! MAKE ME YOUR SLOBBERING BITCH!" She screamed to any who would listen. Rohan and the felguard oblige her, fucking her at a constant, brutal pace, making her eyes roll back as he screams, "I'M COMING! FILL ME UP! FILL ME WITH YOUR HOT CUM! MAKE ME YOUR PERSONAL SLAVE-BITCH!" Rohan sends a mental command to his demon as they slow down, thrusting harder, but slower, before, just as she had so desperately wanted, They came, Long and hard. Filling both her holes completely the cum gushes out around their thick cocks They pull out, letting her fall to the ground, her asshole and pussy gaping and leaking with cum, her mind totally broken, a slave to Rohan if he wished it, all she could think abut was cocks, sex, and cum. She slowly got to her knees to kiss Rohan's boots, “M....Master...”While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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