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Proud No More	By : Red_Anticius Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 61816 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 2: Wrath of the Elements

            “Show's over boys, get back to work. And someone give me a status update on the other Alliance scum that got away.”

            Garrosh's Horde proceeded to disperse after the debasement of the human archmage, although most went straight to their own quarters rather than going back to work immediately. Garrosh couldn't blame them. He got to finish all over the beautiful diplomat. The rest of his crew wasn't as lucky. As long as they went back to work after they took care of their business, he would be appeased.

            Meanwhile, Jaina was being brought to a deep recess within Ragefire Chasm. Her jail cell was an unusual one. It was a small island that rested in the middle of a lake of magma. There were no walls to her jail cell, although the hundreds of meters of liquid magma was a sufficient deterrent to escape for most people.

            The only way onto the island was by wyvern, which was how the two orcs that carried Jaina's prone and still naked body arrived on the island. Obviously, they wanted nothing more than to have their way with the human like Garrosh had done earlier. But Garrosh ran a tight ship, and no one dared touch his possessions without his express permission.

            So instead, the orcs did as they were told and brought Jaina to a large rock outcropping in the middle of her new home. The rock had been shaped by dark shamans to create a flat wall, about 10 feet high and 10 feet accross. There were two metal shackles attached to chains that went into the rock near the top, and another two shackles attached to chains coming out of the ground.

            Although still unconscious, the orcs sat Jaina's body against the wall, and proceeded to lock her delicate wrists and ankles in the iron manacles. The chains were fairly long, and had a lot of give. Finally, one of the orcs took out a peculiar looking device that looked like an iron choker. Opening it, he approached Jaina and put it on her swanlike neck, locking it back up from behind. The device fit very snugly against her neck; not enough to choke her, but enough to be noticeably uncomfortable.

            “That's all we got to do, right? Just put it on her and it'll start working?”

            “Ya, I think so. Come on, let's get this whore strung up proper, and get out of here. If we can't fuck her, I want to at least go home and fuck the wife.”

            The orc that just spoke went next to the wall and pushed a button on what seemed to be a control panel. Immediately, the sounds of clanking chains and turning gears filled his ears. Slowly, the chains attached to the archmage's wrist manacles receded into the wall, pulling up first Jaina's arms, then her entire body.

            Both orcs then hopped on their wyverns and left the archmage in her prison. On their way back, they mused on the pretty human's fate.

            “So you think the goblin device will work?”

            “Well she's supposed to be pretty good mage. But I wouldn't bet against goblin tech either.”

            Back on the island, the weight of her body being pulled up by her arms caused Jaina to stir. Blinking her eyes open, she immediately noticed the shackles around her wrists. Looking around, she took stock of her compromising situation as the chains continued to pull her up.

            [Now what?] she thought despairingly as she tried to get her bearings. When the sound of gears finally stopped, Jaina's arms were secured high above her head. Her feet barely reached the ground, and that was only when she was standing on her toes. Exhausted as she was, she had trouble staying on her toes for too long. But if she tried to drop to her heels, she was forced to bear the weight of her entire body on her arms and shoulders, as she hung suspended, inches off the ground. The result of her unfortunate situation was that she was forced to switch between the two kinds of discomfort, her fit but tired body constantly straining, never at rest.

            [So that pig decided to keep me alive. Probably to torture me more, maybe try and get intel out of me. But if he's really so arrogant as to think some magma and a couple of handcuffs are enough to keep me from getting out of here and ending his worthless life, he deserves everything that's coming to him. I just need a little time to gather mana and then I'll have my revenge. I'm coming for you, Garrosh.]

            So the archmage thought.

            48 hours later...

            [Why...? Why can't I...]

            2 days with no food, water, and only short intervals of sleep always interrupted by the now-unbearable pain in her shoulders and thighs had muddled Jaina's once sharp, brilliant mind. The pain, starvation, dehydration, sleep deprivation, and inexplicable nullification of her magic powers had nearly broken her.

            It didn't help that she was completely immobile, unable to even relieve herself in any kind of dignified manner. Lasting until as far as the morning of the second day, the once pristine lady was unable to hold back any longer as she unceremoniously discharged her bladder. Due to her restraints, the archmage was unable to spread her legs very far. This naturally resulted in her feeling much of her own warm discharge trickling down her thigh as she fought back another sob.

            Only one thing kept her going. The image of her stabbing Garrosh in his black heart for all that he had done to her. That thought gave her enough peace to slip back into merciful oblivion, if only for a little while.

            A short while later…

            “Well, well, I think she's finally had enough, don't you, Haromm?”

            “How pathetic. She is clearly no orc. Only a human could be so easy to break.”

            “Who...?” rasped Jaina, as she awoke from her latest bout of restless slumber. Shocked at hearing someone else on the island, she looked in the direction of the approaching voices. Her tired eyes had trouble focusing at first.

            “She's forgotten us. I'm a little insulted.”

            “Perhaps we should remind her then, Kardris.”

            “Owww!” gasped Jaina, as Earthbreaker Haromm grabbed her hair and forced her to look at him in the face.

            Slowly, recognition dawned on the archmage, which was then quickly replaced with alarm.

            “You... You're one of the dark shaman!”

            Wavebinder Kardris took Jaina's hair from Haromm and pulled Jaina's face towards her.

            “Surprised?”

            “You too? How is this possible? The Alliance vanquished both of you in the streets of Orgrimmar!”

            “That's the problem with your kind,” said Kardris, as she let go of Jaina's hair and shoved her head back against the wall. “You don't have the guts to utterly destroy your enemies. You have to learn that unless their heads are mounted on pikes outside your door, you haven't vanquished anyone.”

            “You managed to get the better of us, yes, but we ended up surviving,” Haromm clarified. “For the last couple of days, we've been recovering from the wounds you and your associates dealt us.”

            “Recovering, yes, and also plotting our revenge, of course,” corrected Kardris. “So imagine our surprise when, instead of punishing us for failing him, the Warchief generously offered your body to us as a reward for serving the True Horde with honor and courage.”

            “We tried to get here as soon as we were able. I hope you weren't waiting too long,” mocked Haromm.

            Resigned to her fate, Jaina replied coolly: “Mercy is never a weakness. Although apparently it was wasted on you. Do what you want to me, vile orcs, but know that whatever you do to me can't be worse than what you've done to yourselves and all the other shamans you've misled.”

            “You're really going to call us vile while you wallow there in a puddle of your own filth? Our spirit wolves are better trained than you,” retorted Haromm.

            “And trust me, bitch, we'll do worse. Much worse. In fact, before this is over, you'll be begging me for the mercy you love so much,” threatened Kardris.

            Not wanting to waste any breath on the orcs, Jaina just stared back at them, projecting as much contempt and defiance as she could while chained naked to a wall.

            “Let's see how long you can keep looking so brave,” snarled Kardris. “Haromm, why don't you get started.”

            “My pleasure,” said the orc male. He approached Jaina as Kardris stepped back, and looked at the prize before him. Despite being starved for the last 2 days, the leader of the Kirin Tor remained an alluring sight to behold. Standing on her tiptoes emphasized the straining of the strong but weary muscles in her toned thighs and calves. The archmage's pendulous breasts were as magnificent as always, their impressive weight adding to the torture of the wall. And despite the telltale dark circles under Jaina's eyes that spoke of her torment, her glowing, blue irises still took the dark shaman's breath away.

            Haromm began tracing his hands over the human female's defenseless body, paying particular attention to her breasts, nipples, and pussy. Jaina thought she was beyond embarrassment at this point, but she still couldn't stop herself from blushing as the orc boldly explored her impeccable body. She wanted to kick out, fight back in some way, but even if she wasn't shackled to the wall, she had only enough energy to stand there and accept the orc's abuse.

            As his hands rubbed the small patch of Jaina's trimmed, white pubic hair, he got annoyed with her current position.

            “Kardris, I think this Alliance whore must be tired of being in the same position for so long. Why don't we help her stretch a little?”

            “My thoughts exactly,” the orc female replied. Jaina watched apprehensively as Kardris approached the control panel on the wall to her right. There, she pushed a few buttons, and the sounds of gears filled the small island again. This time, the chains on her wrist shackles started to come down and away from her on both sides. The ones on her ankle shackles started to move away from her on the left and right as well, pulling her into a spread eagle position.

            “AHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

            Jaina screamed, as muscles that hadn't moved in days were forced into motion. Her blood rushed through her arms, shoulders, and legs, finally able to move more freely now that she wasn't stretched taut vertically anymore. And although that was a good thing, the initial effect was unbearable, prickling pain in her shoulders and calves.

            “Ahhhhh! Fel, that hurts!”

            She felt her muscles spasm angrily in protest all over. It was like a hundred cramps assaulting her at once. Unable to stop herself, Jaina began sobbing uncontrollably from the pain.

            “Ahhhhh! Ahhhh! You bastards!”

            “Oh, I'm sorry human, I was just trying to help,” mocked Kardris, delighted that the human wasn't so dehydrated she couldn't cry anymore.

            “Ah, much better,” said Haromm, as his hand went back to Jaina's tempting pussy. With her feet now spread five feet apart, there was nothing stopping the orc from dipping his fingers inside of Jaina.

            The archmage was still recovering from the intense pain from moving to a spread eagle position. While she no longer had to bear any weight on her shoulders or toes, her new position was unpleasant for different reasons. She was just stretched horizontally now, instead of vertically. A weaker and less limber woman would have been very badly injured by now, but thankfully, Jaina flexible body was just able to hold her new, unpleasant stance without collapsing from weakness.

            “Do you like this, Alliance slut?” asked Haromm, as he pistoned two fingers in and out of Jaina. The archmage's nether lips were naturally spread open in her new position, giving Haromm easy access to her core.

            Again, Jaina decided silence would be the best way to answer them.

            *ZAP!*

            “Owwww!”

            A small blue lightning bolt had jumped from Kardris's fingertip onto Jaina's bare stomach. Pain radiated from the spot where Jaina had been shocked.

            “He asked you a question, whore,” taunted Kardris, with a smirk on her face.

            Jaina hesitated just a second. For Kardris, it was a second too long.

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhh!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Yowww!”

            *ZAP!*

            “Uhhhh!”

            While she had been given strict instructions by the Warchief not to permanently mark the archmage, Kardris still made sure her spells hurt as much as possible within the confines of her orders. With expert precision, the orc female sent three more small lightning bolts dancing across the archmage's body. One landed on the underside of her left breast, one on side of her right breast, and one near her navel again.

            “No! No, alright, I don't like it!” cried Jaina.

            “Oh my, I guess I should step up my game then,” chuckled Haromm.

            “Wait, before you start Haromm, I have a better idea.”

            Haromm looked at his partner quizzically.

            “Alliance scum, are you saying you don't want to get fucked by my friend Haromm here?” asked Kardris. To ensure her prompt response, the shaman sent another lightning bolt at the archmage, this time hitting her on her inner thigh, dangerously close to her pussy.

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhh! Stop it already! Yes, that's what I'm saying! I wouldn't want to be fucked by an orc if my life depended on it!”

            “That's what I thought. In that case, let me give you a choice. Either you beg Haromm to fuck your whore pussy with his big green dick, or I keep torturing you with elemental lightning. Your choice.”

            Without missing a beat, Jaina replied through gritted teeth: “Do your worst.”

            Kardris was expecting some hesitation, and ultimately a reluctant defeat as the archmage shamefully asked for Haromm's cock. What she didn't expect was the tortured, sleep deprived human to immediately challenge her with such a flippant attitude.

            “Don't answer too quickly now. What if I upped the ante?” asked Kardris, as she bent down and reached for a rock on the ground. Using her elemental mastery over earth, she shaped the rock roughly into the form of a small bowl. Then, pointing at the bowl, she cast a riptide spell into it.

            “As a bonus, if you beg for Haromm's dick, I'll even let you have a drink of this ice-cold bowl of refreshing water,” said Kardris, as she held the ad hoc bowl in front of the thirsty archmage.
For the slightest of moments, Jaina considered taking up the dark shaman's offer. But as desperate as she was for the water held so close yet so far from her, her principles wouldn't let her give in to her tormentors.

            “I'm not like you orcs. I won't compromise who I am, especially not for a little bit of water. You must have me confused with one of your own weak-willed cohorts.”

            “Bravado will get you nowhere, human,” growled Kardris, as she dropped the stone bowl. “Step aside Haromm. Apparently she hasn't learned any humility these last few days. You can have her once she's properly broken in.”

            Haromm reluctantly stepped aside as Kardris took his place.

            “You will never break me. And neither will your pathetic, despicable Warchi--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhh!”

            “I will teach you to not speak ill of your betters, whore.”

            “Garrosh is no--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhh!”

            “Perhaps you wouldn't be so brave if I started targeting you here...” Kardris threatened, as she traced the circles of Jaina's areolas with both her hands.

            Even the stalwart Jaina couldn't help but stiffen slightly at that. Kardris smirked.

            “Or maybe I should shock you a little bit here?” asked Kardris, as her hands roamed down to her still spread legs, and began toying with the archmage's vulnerable nether lips. “Are you sure you wouldn't rather just get fucked instead?”

            “I'd rather be dead, orc sc-”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Uhhhhhhhhh!”

            Two lightning bolts leaped from Kardris's fingers directly onto Jaina's nipples. Pain radiated from both of them, as Jaina struggled to catch her breath.

            “Gah! Hah! Ugh! Hah!”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Arrrrrrrrgh!”

            Without giving her any chance to rest, Kardris sent two lightning bolts to Jaina's abs and two more on either side of her inner thighs. To her amusement, Jaina's body rocked and twitched uncontrollably in her chains. The archmage's face was a mask of pain, mixed with a small twinge of fear every time she felt her hair stand up, a reliable prelude to the coming torment. Between the lightning bolts and screams, only the sound of clinking chains and Jaina's labored breathing echoed on the wall.

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

            This time, Kardris only targeted Jaina's legs, aiming to break her stance. Again, two lightning bolts hit the top of her inner thighs, close to her pussy, causing Jaina's thighs to shudder violently. Another two snaked behind the archmage and hit her behind the knees, making her legs jerk. The intense shocks caused Jaina to lose her footing slightly and she fell into an even more uncomfortable splits.

            “Careful now, you don't want to fall. Here, let me help you with that,” said Kardris, as she bent down and took hold of one of Jaina's feet, lifting it off the floor. The dark shaman looked at the archmage's cute, elegant foot, admiring the blue painted toenails that matched Jaina's eyes. The orc was going to enjoy this.

            *ZAP!*

            “Gaaahhh!”

            Kardris had shocked the sole of Jaina's foot.

            “Did you know that the sole of your feet is one of the most sensitive places on your body? Whipping a slave's feet is a very common and effective form of discipline. Are you ready to be disciplined, human?

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhh!”

            “I just love the way you scream, mage. It's a real turn on,” mocked Kardris. Upon hearing this, Jaina mentally steeled herself, intending to deny the orc for as long as possible. A pointless effort, she knew, but her pride wouldn't allow her to continue satisfying this sadist's sick perversions.

            *ZAP!*

            Jaina bit her lip and stayed silent, even as her foot jerked from another painful shock. Kardris smiled to herself. So she had taken the bait. This would be even more fun now that she was trying not to react.

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Huh!”

            A small gasp escaped the archmage, but she remained mostly silent again, despite the three consecutive lightning bolts blasting her soft sole.

            Kardris chuckled at her victim's plight, watching with glee as Jaina's poor toes twitched sporadically, an after effect of the shocks.

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Nnnnnnngggghhhh!”

            This time Jaina couldn't quite stifle her cry as Kardris fired 5 lightning bolts into the sole of her dainty foot. She was visibly shaking now, the last bit of water in her body materializing in a glistening coat of sweat. But despite it all, she looked down at her torturer, eyes showing anger and rebellion, rather than fear, as if in challenge.

            That wouldn't do. Kardris gripped Jaina's ankle tightly, and launched a barrage of lightning bolts at her sole.

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Nnnnnnnggggggghhhhh!”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Nnngggggaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

            All attempts at holding back her screams failed her as the constant storm of pain assaulted Jaina's foot, with no sign of abating.

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Uhhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhh!”

            Jaina struggled desperately in her chains, trying piteously to get away from the merciless orc, as yet another strangled scream was ripped from her throat.

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Ohhhhh fuck, stop it! Arrrrrghhhh! Just stop! Stop! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

            Her foot jerked up and down, trying hopelessly to find some relief. But there was none as Kardris held her firmly with one hand, and kept zapping her with the other. As she did so, she couldn't help but notice the way the archmage's toes were trying to curl up tight, but being forced to uncurl with each successive shock. The strange dance of her toes to the beat of the lightning bolts was oddly hypnotic. This lasted for a whole minute without pause, before finally the dark shaman had to stop to recover her mana.

            Before getting up, Kardris admired her work. A few dozen small burn spots now dotted the sole of Jaina's left foot. Nothing a few healing spells wouldn't take care of, but it probably stung like crazy right now.

            Dropping the archmage's foot at last, Kardris got up to face her victim, who was now sagging against her chains. After a brief pause to regain her mana, Kardris stepped forward with elemental lightning in her palm once more.

            “Are you ready to submit yet?”

            “I already told you, I'll nev--”

            *ZZZZZZZAAAAAAAP!!*

            “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

            Although her stubbornness was almost admirable, Kardris was beginning to tire of her inhuman resistance. This time, to finally break her, she had summoned lightning in each finger and thumb and channeled 10 separate lightning bolts across Jaina's poor, helpless boobs for 5 long seconds.

            Jaina's hair was starting to stand on end now. Her enormous breasts heaved with effort as she took in large gulps of air. She couldn't believe how much her foot and now her tender breasts hurt.

            “Oh Fuck, you perverts... Uhhhh...”

            “You're taking this very well human. But I'll ask again. Do you want this to stop?”

            “I...”

            “Too slow!”

            *ZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAP!!*

            “AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

            Once again, the sadistic shaman channeled a storm of lightning bolts across the archmage's bust, this time maintaining the cast for 10 seconds. The electric torture, combined with the condition of her body for the last few days, finally took its toll on the archmage, and she fainted.

            But the sweet blackness of oblivion lasted only a few seconds before Kardris splashed a riptide on her victim's face, bringing her back to reality.

            “Don't go falling asleep on us now, mage. We're not done here yet. If you faint again, I'm just going to keep pulling you back. Now tell me what I want to hear.”

            Too scared to say anything, the once mighty archmage just stared at the ground, slowly shaking her head.

            Kardris took Jaina's chin in one hand and tilted her head, forcing Jaina to look at her. With her other hand, she reached down and began playing with Jaina's pubic hair, which was also starting to stand on end now.

            “What do you still have to prove? I think you've done more than enough. No one would blame you if you caved at this point.”

            While she was saying that, Kardris began summoning lightning into the hand that was near Jaina's pussy. Hearing the now familiar crackle, Jaina made a frightened mewling sound that was really more fitting for a mouse than an archmage. Kardris laughed loudly at that.

            “Well? What do you say? Last chance.”

            “Please... Don't...”

            The crackling from Kardris palm started getting louder.

            “Alright! I... I want to be fucked...”

            “You don't sound very convincing,” taunted Kardris.

            With true resignation in her voice, Jaina finally gave what her torturer she wanted: “I beg of you... Please fuck me. I want you both to fuck me.”

            “Ah, see? That wasn't so hard, was it?” said an appeased Kardris.

            “About time,” grumbled Haromm. Finally getting his turn, Haromm stepped between Jaina's legs. Watching Kardris do her work had gotten him very worked up, and his long cock was now hard and more than ready.

            Haromm began lining up his cock up with Jaina's wide-open pussy, staring hungrily at her opening. Kardris was equally fixated on the archmage's impending penetration. With both her opponents sufficiently distracted at last, Jaina struck.

            A powerful explosion of arcane energy knocked both dark shamans to the floor. Immediately, the archmage began casting a mirror image spell. Although unable to summon more than two clones to her aid in her current condition, even just one image of the archmage was a formidable foe to contend with. The first clone began to case ice lances at the chains holding the original Jaina to the wall, while the second lobbed fireballs to keep the orcs at bay.

            Unfortunately, the orcs were reasonably skilled themselves, and were already standing and protected by their earth shields. But the fireballs bought enough time to free the original Jaina, and now it was three against two. Exhausted as she was, the archmage was starting to like her chances.

            “Unbelievable,” muttered Haromm, robbed of his reward yet again. “You'll pay for that, bitch!”

            Uninterested in wasting words, and knowing she needed to end this quickly, the three Jainas all began casting powerful direct damage spells. Then, in one concentrated effort, team Jaina shot off a fireball, an arcane blast, and a frostbolt at the dark shamans.

            In an eruption of spell power, the expert magic user dealt a crippling blow to her enemies. However, realizing her mirror images were already reaching their limit, Jaina commanded them to distract the orcs while she ran behind the wall that she was bound to just moments ago.

            Hoping beyond hope that her clones could distract the weakened shamans long enough for her to escape, the archmage closed her eyes in concentration and began casting a teleport spell. Behind the wall, she heard the telltale sounds of magic and the enraged screams of the orcs.

            She still didn't know how she had started to recover her mana a few minutes ago. But now was not the time to ask questions. She could figure it all out in the comfort and safety of her study.

            Jaina was just a split second away from completing her spell when she felt a sudden chill come over her as she began to become encased in ice. With her concentration broken, the glow of her failed teleportation spell began to fade. Exasperated and anxious, the archmage turned to face what she expected to be a shaman summoning the power of elemental frost. To her surprise, she instead saw a mighty water elemental staring her down.

            While it was rare for shamans to use water elementals, the class generally preferring the use of storm, earth, or fire, it wasn't completely unheard of either. But what stunned the archmage into silence was that this wasn't just any elemental. The thing that just stopped her from escaping just now was her very own water elemental.

            There was no mistaking it. The size, armor, and indeed face of this elemental was the archmage's own. Few other mages in Azeroth could summon something so powerful, and only Jaina could summon this one. And yet, she saw her elemental vanquished during the siege of Orgrimmar. Why was it here now?

            “But... How?”

            Before she had a chance to process what was happening, her water elemental moved in front of her and the wall, and shot a waterbolt at her. The wave of water knocked her from the ice she was trapped in and pushed her against the opposite side of the wall she used to be chained to. Then, with swiftness expected of an archmage's elemental, it cast a series of ice spells targeted at Jaina's wrists and ankles, freezing her in place.

            Jaina sat dumbfounded, knocked on her ass, back against the wall, hands frozen to the wall at her sides, and her legs forced wide apart due to the ice encasing her ankles on the floor. While normally, ice would be quick to melt in this environment, the ice of Jaina's elemental was backed by extremely potent magic. Once again, the archmage found herself trapped and exposed.

            The frustration of her failure and the fear of reprisal almost made the archmage break down again. She had been so close to being done with this place. But instead, she was forced to sit and wait for whatever harsh punishment was sure to come.

            At this point, Kardris and Haromm appeared from the other side. Following behind them were two earth elementals, each holding one of Jaina's unconscious mirror images. More surprised than ever, Jaina wondered why her clones hadn't dispersed after getting knocked out. Kardris began clarifying her many unvoiced questions.

            “You're probably wondering why your own water elemental is apparently attacking you. Well, I didn't think I'd have to pull the thing out so soon, but your daring little escape attempt gave me no choice. You see, we didn't simply banish your pet to the elemental plane back when we first fought. Instead, we sent it to a darker plane of existence, where we train all our minions to obey.”

            “And then, before coming here, we visited your elemental there. Using the dark shamanistic rituals that the old Warchief so foolishly outlawed, we spent hours torturing the damn thing and bending it to our will,” Haromm continued for her. “It was a tough one to crack, but eventually we managed to break it.”

            “And now it listens only to our commands,” finished Kardris.

            Jaina was enraged. [How dare they do this? They're shamans for Light's sake. They're supposed to respect the elements. Is nothing sacred in Garrosh's Horde?]

            “You're probably also curious why your mirror images are still around,” said Kardris.

            “Using the same dark shamanism, we are now able to bind even these images to this world, instead of letting them dissipate into nothingness,” explained Haromm. “Do you understand the power of our magic now, puny mage? Without the absurd limitations Thrall put on our craft, we can do so much more than we used to.”

            “Torturing a defenseless elemental is hardly anything to be proud of,” replied Jaina. “And I fail to see how keeping my images around will help you.”

            Jaina noticed with apprehension the twinkle in Kardris's eye as she said that.

            “Do not fear, human. All will be made clear soon,” the orc said cryptically. Then, looking through her totem pouch, Kardris took out an unassuming spirit link totem. Placing it on the ground, she began invoking its power.

            Still unsure of what the devious orcs were planning, Jaina continued watching her jailers, while wondering if she'll ever get another chance to escape. It was then that she realized the mirror images were still a drain on her mana. So that's what they were for, thought Jaina. As long as they existed, she would not be able to recover enough mana for another attack.

            Kardris stepped up to one of her unconscious clones, still being held by an earth elemental. With practiced ease, she started channeling lightning in her hand once more. While fearful, Jaina still didn't quite understand.

            *ZAP!*

            “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

            All three Jainas cried out in unison, the two clones being shocked out of their stupor. The lightning bolt had clearly only struck the one clone in the midriff, but somehow the real Jaina felt the same shock, sitting on the floor a few feet away. And apparently so had the second clone.

            “Ahahahaha, I bet your draenei pals never thought to use this totem like this!” said Kardris, as both orcs burst out laughing.

            Understanding slowly dawned on the archmage as she realized the dual purpose of keeping her images bound to this realm. On top constantly draining her already low mana reserves, the glowing spirit link totem transferred whatever pain any one of the three Jainas felt to the other two. [How sadistic], she thought. [They've twisted a totem meant for healing into yet another method of torture.]

            “Careful Kardris, you know what happened last time you went overboard with your lightning,” cautioned Haromm.

            “What does it matter now?” replied Kardris. “The flimsy goblin tech is already short-circuited. It's not like I can break it again. Besides, the mirror images should be a sufficient burden on her mana in her current state.”

            [Goblin tech? What was she-- Oh.] Finally the explanation dawned on her. The choker around her neck was more than a humiliating collar. It served to constrain her magic powers. Kardris must have damaged it earlier while shocking Jaina. [But if she was ever holding back, she no longer has any reason to now...], realized Jaina with dread. As if on cue:

            *ZAP!*

            *ZAP!*

            *ZAP!*

            “Gaaaaaahhhhh!”

            Again, all three Jainas suffered the pain of Kardris's lightning, as bolts of blue danced over the one clone's breasts.

            “I'm tired of your games, woman,” said Horamm, as he turned to his own clone. The real Jaina, still frozen in place, watched as the male orc released his earth elemental. Both rocks and mage clone fell to the floor at Horamm's feet. Wasting no more time, Horamm quickly called to the living earth in the ground and fashioned manacles of rock to bind Jaina's clone. Now this clone laid spread eagle on the ground, as the orc looked on with lust.

            The worst was still to come as what Jaina saw next caused her eyes to widen in trepidation. Haromm's form began changing, and his body started to become more translucent. Before long, what stood in place of the orc was a huge, black ghost wolf, looking hungrily at his prey.

            “You can't be seri--”

            *ZAP!*

            “Owwwwwww!”

            The Jaina in front of the ghost wolf form of Haromm bucked from the shock, as did the other two Jainas. Recovering from Kardris's lightning, the real Jaina sitting against the wall watched as the ghost wolf lowered its head between the clone Jaina's legs and started sniffing at her sex. The hair on the back of the real Jaina's neck started to stand on end at the unnerving sensation of hot air being breathed on her own pussy, despite the empty space between her legs.

            The clone Jaina was terrified, and the emotion was also shared with the real Jaina. But fear soon gave way to disgust as the ghost wolf, evidently pleased with the odor, began lapping his tongue at the clone's nether lips. Unsurprisingly, the tingly sensation of the canine's tongue was relayed to the original Jaina too.

            “Ohh!” she yelped, unable to keep from sounding out. The wolf's began to lap more aggressively, as it reached inside the folds of the clone Jaina. Its tongue had an extremely unique texture, forceful at times, and yet ethereal at others. It was an interesting, if traumatizing, experience.

            The clone Jaina started to buck against the wolf, unable to help herself. Growling with satisfaction, the ghost wolf penetrated even deeper with his canine tongue, pleasuring places a human tongue could never hope to reach.

            “Ohhhhhh!”

            “Ahhhhhh!”

            “Huhhhhh!”

            The island echoed with the lustful moans of the three Jainas. As much as she hated being raped again, this was at least better than what Kardris was doing.

            *ZAP!* *ZAP!* *ZAP!*

            “Gaaaaaahhhhhh!”

            As if on cue, Kardris went back to her own thing, sending lightning bolts to the other clone's inner thighs. The cruel spirit link totem continued to work its magic as all three Jainas felt shocking pain and undeniable pleasure at once.

            “Don't have too much fun now, little whore,” mocked Kardris.

            Having eaten his fill, Haromm's wolf form lifted his head from the clone's legs and stepped forward. Even though she knew this was eventually coming, the sight of the giant wolf's erect ghost dick poised to enter her clone's exposed pussy sent a shiver down the real Jaina's spine.

            Then, with unexpected precision, the wolf began to sink his eight inches into the clone Jaina.

            “Ughhh!”

            The enthusiastic licking had done a good job of preparing the clone Jaina for the canine's cock, and it entered slowly but smoothly, bottoming out all the way to the hilt. If she wasn't being raped, this would almost feel good.

            But Haromm, of course, wasn't doing it for the pleasure of the Alliance scum. With savage speed and animalistic fervor, the wolf began thrusting in and out of the archmage's clone, giving her no time to adjust.

            “Ahhhhhhhhh!”

            “Ohhhhhhhhh!”

            “Nnnnngghhh!”

            All three Jainas began bucking hard, sharing in the unwanted pleasure. The real Jaina shamefully humped the air, unable to stop from thrusting her naked pussy at the empty air in front of her like a bitch in heat, all the while still constrained by the icy manacles around her hands and ankles. However, at the back of her mind, she knew what was coming. Any second now, the crueler of the two orcs would wrack her other clone's body with lightning once more.

            Yet when the real Jaina turned her head to look, Kardris was channeling not lightning, but wind in her hand. Not knowing what she was scheming, but sure that it would be a new level of hellish depravity, the archmage braced herself as best she could.

            Noticing her attention, Kardris said: “Don't worry human, Haromm isn't the only one capable of pleasuring your whore cunt.”

            And with that, Kardris lifted the leg of the clone still held by her earth elemental. The clone was too preoccupied to fight back, her body in the throes of her sister's rape. Kardris brought her other hand, the one channeling elemental wind, to the clone's now exposed pussy. Scared of what was to come but unable to do anything about it, the real Jaina could only look on, still doing her best to ignore the savage lupine fucking that continuously rocked her overused body.

            Kardris palm completely covered the clone Jaina's pussy, and suddenly, all three Jainas cried out.

            “Ohhhhhh!”

            “Huhhhhh!”

            “Ahhhhhh!”

            But instead of the pain she expected, Jaina felt an indescribable sensation on her clitoris. Her eyes suddenly widened with horror as she realized what Kardris was doing. Using her hand, she'd made a tight seal around Jaina's pussy. Then, using her mastery of wind, she began siphoning the air out, gradually creating a vacuum-like environment. With each passing second, Jaina felt more air being pumped from the enclosure around her pussy. As more air was pumped, Jaina's cute, and ordinarily rather small clit began to get pulled by the unrelenting suction of the vacuum.

            “Ohhhh Light, what-- You're sick!” cried the archmage, but her protests were cut short by the combination of wolf cock and clitoral stimulation.

            “Hahhhhhhhh!”

            It was almost too much for her to take. She had wanted to redeem herself for her earlier capitulation to Garrosh, but it seemed like she was destined to cum again, and hard. Even so, the archmage at least would make them work for it. Yet, even as she thought that, she looked down and practically gave up all hope then and there.

            While Kardris's hand was blocking from sight the effects of her wind magic on the clone's body, the effects were transferred perfectly to the real Jaina, who watched with alarm as her own clit doubled in size, and continued growing. It stood out engorged with blood, the suction continuously drawing it out, to her frantic embarrassment.

            “Ohhhhhh! Stop it!”

            Without Kardris's hand covering it, the real Jaina's quivering clitoris looked a little ridiculous, eventually maxing out at around 3 times its normal length, and sticking straight out like a sign post. Her once dainty pearl was now a raw, trembling, swollen symbol of her body's degradation at the hands of the True Horde. And while her most intimate body part was still exquisitely sensuous in its own way, if perverted somewhat by Kardris's malice, it was certainly a contrast to the prim and proper image Jaina had once tried to project. Indeed, that image of Jaina seemed like it was from a totally different timeline.

            But impossibly, Kardris still had more air to pump from her clone's pussy, and the real Jaina could do nothing but sit there and experience the sensations. And while her clitoris was indeed an unusual sight, the rest of her pussy was equally enrapturing. As Haromm ghost fucked Jaina's other clone, Jaina could feel her pussy walls pulse rapturously, grasping passionately at a cock that wasn't physically there. Her pussy lips flared with the rhythm of Haromm's pumping, mimicking what her clone was experiencing. And despite all her courageous struggles to resist the needs of her body, Jaina could feel a stream of her juices leaking steadily from her frothing pink hole.

            To an outside observer with no context, an isolated image of the real Jaina would have been quite curious. Her head was thrashing from side to side, while throaty moans emanated uncontrollably from her luscious lips. Her toned glutes worked hard to buck her hips in the air, humping what seemed to be nothing. Her massive bust heaved with effort as Jaina's athletic form endured the invisible fucking. And her whole body dripped with the sweat of her lascivious labors.

            Any other woman in this state would look outrageously vulgar. Yet somehow, in the orange glow of this volcanic prison, Jaina looked as lovely as ever, if not more so. Perhaps what made her different were her glowing blue eyes. When they weren't squeezed shut due to a particular vigorous thrust by Haromm, they stared straight out towards her enemies. Determined and tenacious, they were the eyes of a woman that had still not given up. Jaina couldn't stop the convulsing of her pussy, nor the spasms of her clitoris. She couldn't even stifle the heavenly chorus of her wanton moans. But she remained unbroken, and her eyes showed it.

            “Have a little shame, won't you, whore? Look at that gaping hole of yours. You're drenching this place with your stinking, foul cunt juice. Aren't human nobles supposed to be elegant?” said Kardris cruelly.

            “Ahhhhhhh!”

            “Guhhhhhh!”

            “Ohhhhhhh!”

            As much as she wanted to retort, Jaina was still focused entirely on fighting her impending orgasm. It was nothing short of miraculous she had lasted this long without succumbing to the orcs' sexual onslaught. But she knew she was on a razor's edge at this point. The slightest push would be enough to send her reluctantly overboard.

            “Hahhhhhh!”

            “Ohhhhhhh!”

            “Nngghhhh!”

            Haromm growled something to his partner.

            “Hmmm, I'm not sure I believe it, but apparently your slutty body still hasn't suffered the ultimate humiliation quite yet. But know that you have only delayed the inevitable.”

            With that, Kardris began muttering a spell under her breath. Jaina was too preoccupied to notice anything until she saw a shadow come over her. Looking up between spasms of unwanted pleasure, she saw that her water elemental had made its way over to her still restrained body. A part of her regretted her long-time partner seeing her like this, body twitching all over, hair plastered to her face, quivering pussy just moments away from a colossal climax.

            Her lamentations caused her to be utterly unprepared for what happened next. In one swift motion, her water elemental raised its hands and shot two continuous jets of water at the undefended place between Jaina's open legs.

            “No, nooo-- Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

            One stream of warm, soothing water targeted Jaina's oversized, hypersensitive clit, steadily blasting her with overwhelming liquid stimulation that mixed mercilessly with the suction from Kardris's wind spell. The resulting sensation was unlike anything the archmage had ever experienced before. The impossibility of the feeling was second only to the mind-breaking sexual pleasure it evoked.

            The other stream of magic water cascaded relentlessly into Jaina's open pussy. Thanks to the angle of her thrusting hips, the water rolled easily into her deepest recesses, and crashed against the trembling walls of her pussy. Here, the ghost cock of Haromm and the pounding of the water ravaged Jaina's intimate sanctum in tandem with indescribable bliss. Almost instantly, the archmage's pussy was overflowing with a mix of water and her own wetness.

            The effect of three simultaneous forms of sexual perversion finally brought Jaina's defenses crashing down around her. Her defiant eyes rolled up towards the back of her head, seeing nothing but stars, as the insane rape completely wrecked her writhing body.

            “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

            As clear and powerful as a bolt of lightning, Jaina's repressed orgasm ripped through her, affecting every inch of her tensed frame. From the depths of her belly, it spread like a tidal wave engulfing her entire being: mind, body and soul. Her nostrils flared unconsciously to take in more air and support her exertions as she rode out what seemed like the end of the world. Sweat poured liberally from her, as her body tried to use whatever liquid it still retained to cool Jaina's flushed and super-heated skin. Her glowing blue eyes remained unseeing, and for a moment, the archmage completely lost herself to her thunderous undoing. With her mind shattered, her exquisite body went on autopilot, trembling and quivering, shuddering and shaking, undulating and writhing, all in a vain attempt to physically express the pleasure of the supernatural forces assaulting the archmage.

            But before Jaina had a chance to finish processing her first orgasm, the unending barrage of wolf cock, clit pump, and water fucking blasted her off to even higher highs.

            “Ahhhhhhh! S-- Stop!! Ughhhh! I can't-- Too much! Ohhhhhhhh!!”

            After cumming once already, Jaina's tender sex was easily and quickly brought to a second orgasm. Although not quite strong as her first, it was still incredibly powerful, and lasted twice as long.

            “Gahhhhh! Ughhhhh! Please stop! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Mercy! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!”

            Her body in full-survival mode now, Jaina tried desperately to dodge her water elemental's attack. But retrained against the wall as she was, her piteously bucking hips were an easy target for her high level elemental, thus crushing any hope to reduce her over-stimulation.

            Deciding that now was a good time to add yet another element to the mix, Kardris started pulling her hand from the clone Jaina she had been abusing. It took some effort, but with an audible pop, she managed to pull her palm from the clone Jaina's pussy.

            The sudden release of her clitoris from the artificial vacuum resulted in yet another new and gratifying feeling for the Jainas.

            “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

            The rush of air around her clit brought the distressed archmage to yet another mighty climax. All three Jainas shook in their restraints as the third orgasm jolted their delicate frames from head to toe. So distracted were they, that none of them noticed Kardris sneaking a finger into the tight entrance of the clone Jaina's asshole.

            *ZAAAAAAAAAAAP!!*

            “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

            Her vision darkened and her body bucked with renewed vigor as, right in the middle of her orgasm, Kardris channeled a lightning bolt right up her puckered star.

            Pain mingled inexplicably with pleasure as Jaina's confused nerve endings struggled to process the new sensations she now suffered. The archmage was only barely conscious now, but that didn't stop the familiar feeling of fear from creeping up from her belly as she watched Kardris's smirking face through her half-closed, tear-soaked eyes.

            Kardris marveled at the sorceress's petite asshole, as it spasmed on her finger, trying to recover from her last spell. The twitching of her cute, small hole fascinated the corrupted shaman, as she dug her finger in a little deeper, and waited for her next cue.

            She didn't have to wait long as the ceaseless assault of Haromm and the water elemental brought Jaina to yet another forced orgasm.

            “Ohhhhhhhhhh!!”

            *ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!*

            “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

            As the archmage fell from her fourth peak, Kardris flashed another lightning bolt into the clone Jaina's anguished rosebud.

            “Oh Light... Please... Just stop it...”

            The once proud archmage was now sobbing openly, as pain and pleasure continued to be heaped upon her heaving body in equal measure. Her anus radiated hurt, and yet just inches away, her devastated pussy continued to experience agonizing pleasure. Her exhausted body no longer had the energy to buck from the sensations, and instead just trembled woefully throughout the experience.

            “No, you aren't getting off that easy,” said Kardris.

            Over the next half hour, the archmage came four more times with excruciating helplessness. Each time she did, Kardris delivered elemental lightning up her abused rectum. The shaman noticed that Jaina's violated asshole was now noticeably looser than when she had first stuck her finger in there. Smiling at her handiwork, she finally extracted her finger from the clone Jaina's body, and then turned to take a look at the real Jaina.

            Her climaxes had been getting smaller and smaller since the first one. At this point, she was simply in a constant state of heightened arousal, with small mini-orgasms besetting her body every five minutes or so. In truth, Kardris stopped mostly because it was beginning to get hard to tell when the human was cumming and when she wasn't.

            Jaina, who had lost consciousness a couple times from the torture, looked distantly at Kardris, dimly noticing at the back of her mind that she no longer felt any foreign presence in her ruined anus.

            “You know, I was asked not to mark you permanently. And while everything I've done so far has been surface damage, easily mendable by a healer, I think there's one more thing I want to do to you before we go.”

            If Jaina wasn't so delirious, she might have been worried. Instead, in her daze, she didn't manage to comprehend what Kardris was saying. She only saw the orc approach her clone once more.

            “Somehow, I don't think the Warchief will mind this one exception,” sneered Kardris. And then, channeling elemental fire in the palm of her hand, the shaman slapped the clone Jaina's right ass cheek as hard as she could.

            “Arrrrggghhh!”

            Jaina didn't think she could scream anymore. But when red hot pain erupted from her ass cheek, a strangled scream-sob tore itself from her throat.

            “Consider this something to remember me by, human,” said Kardris, as she turned from the clone Jaina and started walking away. As she left, the clone Jaina she had just branded started to disappear into thin air. “I'll leave you with Haromm for now. As you can see he has considerably more stamina than I do. In his ghost wolf form, he can continue raping you for a couple more hours. Coincidentally, that's about as long as we'll be able to keep your elemental and other mirror image bound to this realm. I'm sure you all can have fun without me though.”

            Turning to the rutting figure of Haromm, she said: “Make sure to bind her properly again before you leave. And remember to request a new collar from Gallywix. I'm going back to work.”

            Haromm growled back his understanding.

            Meanwhile, the real Jaina continued being water-fucked by her elemental. But even that was pushed to the back of her head as only one thought now echoed in her mind: [a couple more hours...]
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