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Fixation	By : Kitsunami Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 22373 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Seven
Welcome to Durotar, Buy a Souvenir!
                Orgrimmar was truly a wonder, everything about the warrior-city projected strength. It was built directly into the valleys and caverns that made up northern Durotar. The cliffs matched the rest of Durotar, red and dry. The massive armored buildings were often built right into the ridges and cliff sides, often protruding great defensive spikes. The windows were in most cases short and wide, perfect for archers to shoot from in case of a siege. Everyone seemed to be dressed for war. Armored orcish grunts patrolled the streets, countless in number. Spiked pauldrons adorned their massive green-skinned shoulders with hulking cleavers of axes in hand. Warriors, battle-mages, hunters, and all manner of combat trained shamans and priests roamed the city.
Most of them orcs, which resembled humanoids with green skin and exceptionally broad arms and shoulders, their men were always hunched over and all of them had small tusks protruding from their lower lips. Goblins were present in significant numbers as well. The massive tauren were not uncommon either. They appeared as great bulls that stood on their hind legs, usually dressed with tribal bark or leather clothing. Elves and members of the Forsaken were not present in great force, unsurprisingly. But she had expected to see more trolls; she was puzzled by this but was intent on finding out the reason.
                “Why haven’t I seen many trolls?” Meloriana asked Julien while they rode the goblin elevator down from the ridge at the center of the city, where the zeppelin towers are.
                “There is some animosity between the Darkspear tribe and Garrosh Hellscream right now” Julien explained. “Also, since they made a stand against the other troll tribes they are spearheading the campaigns against Zul’gurub and Zul’aman. I imagine your cousin, the Ranger-General, is working with Vol’jin right now to siege Zul’aman.”
                “Ah yes, I had hoped to see him at the palace when I departed but he would have been far too busy with a threat so close to the home front”
                Night would be settling in within the next few hours, and Julien was leading her to his home away from home. He kept a place rented in Orgrimmar as he lived here most of the time and stayed with his father upon visiting Silvermoon. He lived in an area of Orgrimmar known as “The Drag” which by his description sounded to be Orgrimmar’s equivalent of Murder Row. He graciously offered to let her stay the night with him so she might make her delivery in the morning. Meloriana suspected he had an idea how she could compensate him for his hospitality.
                As they rounded into The Drag they noticed a pair of oddly shaped caravans parked near a small pond, which did nothing to alleviate the appearance of dehydration that Orgrimmar possessed. The dirt was cracked and red or covered in sand, right up to the edge of any water present. The caravans were mostly unique in that they were completely covered, from any direction it was impossible to see what they carried. Julien veered slightly to move towards them, and Meloriana had little choice but to follow.
                “What are you doing?” came her inquiry.
                “They’re slave traders” Julien responded “They haul ‘em up to the arena and force them to fight beasts or each other. I just want to see what they have”
                This actually piqued Meloriana’s interest as well. This must have been how the Ambassador procured the draenei slave for his party. Julien might even have purchased it for him as a present.
                A handful of young orcs, sat around a campfire in this empty lot of the city. Two more seemed to be a few seasons older than the others and were talking shop with an elder orc, this one’s hair greying. Clearly the man in charge, this was whom Julien spoke to when he asked to browse their wares in perfect orcish. The elder orc appreciated Julien’s respectful tone and began to personally give them the tour.
                He explained how they had gotten a great deal buying captured combatants from the Bilgewater Navy, who had sunken an Alliance transport ship en route to Theramore. They would be sold off to the coliseum team owners in the morning. He lifted the rear canvas from one of the caravans to reveal four cages inside it. One of them contained a dwarf who appeared to be meditating, his eyes closed and his face framed by unkempt black hair, including an enormous beard. Next to him was a cage shared by two kobolds, the rat men sat back to back, non-reactive to any attention. The two cages closest to their end of the caravan each held a human man.
                The orc continued to discuss their trade practices with Julien as the two of them moved on to the next caravan. But Meloriana stayed behind, she was studying these creatures. Who all seemed to be lackluster, devoid of energy or hope. One of the men stirred, and she realized he had been sleeping until now. As he rose he glanced over and saw her. A handsome man, he had dark brown hair falling shaggy about his face. His facial hair had clearly grown coarse since his imprisonment. He made eye contact with Meloriana and much to her surprise he grinned, revealing fanged teeth that did not belong on a human.
This unnerved Meloriana significantly, so she turned her back on him to find Julien. She saw him immediately and realized he was clearly very excited about something. He and the elder orc were speaking in orcish very fast, and Meloriana would have needed to try very hard to keep up. Instead she ignored them and rounded to their side of the caravan so she could see what was inside.
Once Meloriana looked into the caravan she realized that Julien was haggling for the purchase of a slave. In the cage very closest to where she stood, sat a young human girl. She was a kid, a pretty one, with brown hair that fell about her face and an exceptionally petite frame. Meloriana dusted off her common, and brought herself close to the cage so she could speak to the girl.
“Hello”
The girl acknowledged her presence for the first time and looked up at her. She was clothed in nothing more than a ragged robe. She was covered in dust and dirt and her hair was grimy, but with a bath she could be a wonderful little toy or present.
“Hi” was the girl’s awkward response.
“I’m Meloriana, what’s your name?”
“My name’s May”
“Can you tell me how many years old you are, May?”
This was clearly an unusual question for May. She had to think for a few moments before responding “seventeen”.
Meloriana was shocked. Elves mature at a much slower pace than humans, so she had no reference to guess this girl’s age from, but she was shocked to find the girl was so young. Certainly a teenaged girl being put into danger where she might be captured is a rare occurrence. Julien was so excited because the opportunity to raise a slave from such a young age is extraordinarily rare and expensive.
He and the orc seemed to come to some kind of agreement. Julien looked please as slave-trader walked back towards his compatriots around the campfire.
“I may as well have stolen her” Julien informed Meloriana as he joined her in marveling at the girl. “Were you speaking to her?”
“Yes, I asked her name and age. May here, is only seventeen years of age” Meloriana praised. “Are you going to gift this to your father?”
“Certainly not” Julien said, taken aback. “She is going to be my own personal attendant for many years to come.”
About then the slave-trader returned with the keys to the cage, a collar, and a leash. He congratulated Julien as he accepted his gold, then turned to loose the girl from her confines. The girl made no effort to escape or flee. She obligingly crawled out of the cage and onto the ground when asked. The orc handed Julien the collar to allow him to apply it himself. Julien knelt down to one knee and fastened it to her neck tightly, but not so tight as to discomfort her. As he knelt down close, he spoke to her in a soft voice.
“May, do you know who I am?”
“No” her response came fearfully.
“I am your master now. Do you know what that means?” Julien asked her. May did not respond and continued to look at him with an expression of blank fear. So he continued:
“There are monsters in this world, and I will protect you from them. I will keep you safe, take care of you, and feed you, May.” Julien spoke caringly. “What I ask of you is that you do exactly as I say. Do you understand, May?”
May did not hesitate a moment and nodded vigorously. She probably hadn’t seen any elves yet, and the presence of someone who looked like her offering salvation was something she could accept.
“Excellent” Julien spoke with a pleased tone. “Now I want you to remove your clothes”
This actually gave the girl pause. She looked up at Julien, confused.
“May, I need you to do exactly as I say” He reminded her. Cleverly using the same phrasing to make sure she remembered that his protection was dependant on her obedience. This spurred her on, and she began pulling her tattered robe over her head. Meloriana and the orcish slave-trader watched intently as she stripped. She stood before them now naked, except for her collar, and was clearly abashed. She had little shape or curve to speak of yet, as one would expect. Small breasts, but her pink nipples were erect. Her flesh was completely unblemished, aside from being covered in dirt. No hair revealed besides what was on her head.
“May, you are to stay like this at all times; unless I tell you otherwise.” Julien’s tone was not commanding or formal, he was simply explaining calmly to the girl. “Do you understand?”
She nodded again, with less excitement than before. But she also seemed to be a little less afraid, Julien was having a calming effect on her.
“Excellent” came his approval. He then attached the leash to her collar and slipped his wrist through the other end. “Now I think you need a quick bath, before we take you home. In fact, I think we could all use one” Julien made eye contact with Meloriana and grinned. She rather liked the idea as well; she had gotten quite sweaty from her in-flight adventure. Delaying their arrival at Julien’s home was an acceptable consequence to enjoying the luxury of arriving there clean.
They laid a folded blanket across the saddle of Meloriana’s hawkstrider, and Julien lifted May up onto him. He led them now from The Drag into an area of the city that Julien called the Valley of Honor. It was one of the few significant sources of running water inside the city. It had a waterfall coming from the cliffs and into a small pool; from there it fell another short distance and ran out and into the Azshara River. Most of the bathing, on this side of the city at least, occurred in that pool. This made the creek that ran from it unfit for drinking. Meloriana did not relish the idea of bathing in the open and putting on a show for a bunch of orcs. But she knew she couldn’t have expected them to be as civilized as having bathhouses.
                When they reached the pool, no one else was in it and few passersby were to be seen. Julien explained that they had missed the rush of goblin workers going home, and also reminded them that they should be brief as it would only get colder as the sun went down.
                They tied Kim’Malanore to a small tree at the edge of the pond and made a pile of their belongings next to him. Julien brought May down from his saddle and removed her leather collar, reminding her to stay close to him where it was safe. Neither of them particularly feared the girl running away. The trio was now entirely nude, and descended into the water right next to the small waterfall. Julien alone had packed any kind of hygiene products, knowing they were far more expensive in Orgrimmar as they were sold almost exclusively to blood elves.
                The water was already starting to lose too much of its warmth. So Meloriana hastened to clean her hair and scrub down her body. Julien was attending to May first; he paid special attention to her hair, making sure to get all the grease and dirt it had collected out. He then scrubbed down her body carefully and slowly, taking his time. Running his hands over her tender skin, her breasts, pinching her erect nipples. He dragged his fingertips across the downy skin of her stomach, making her shiver. He gave extra attention to her rear, and dragged his finger down between the cheeks and all the way through her legs, teasing her slit. The experience was alien to May, but Julien took care that it was not unduly unpleasant.
                Meloriana observed as Julien turned her around to face him. May was now afloat in waters that Julien could stand in. He supported her with one hand under the water, holding up her butt and the other on her back. He brought his lips to hers and slipped his tongue into her mouth. May reacted to this passively, clearly never having been kissed like that before, but not being put off by it. As Julien kissed her, Meloriana approached from behind. She brought her hands to pet May’s sides, and planted a few tender kisses on the girl’s supple shoulders and neck.
                Julien pulled away, allowing Meloriana to lift May from his arms in the water. She turned May around to face her and replaced Julien. She began kissing May passionately, using her arms to both hold her up and pet her. Sliding her tongue into May’s mouth, and giving her all the attentions she would give any other lover.
                Julien observed this with great interest, waiting until Meloriana broke the kiss to interrupt. He presumed that May had never needed to bathe anyone else before, and asked Meloriana to help teach her. Meloriana rolled her eyes playfully at Julien, who intended to enlist not only his new servant but a beautiful woman to attend to him.
                Meloriana took May by the hand and turned her palm up, then placed the soap in her grip. Julien moved into slightly shallower water so that May could stand. Meloriana overlapped May’s hands and guided them for her, rubbing down Julien’s chest and stomach. They moved down to his legs, May never took her eyes off Julien’s engorged member. Meloriana noticed her inquisitive staring, so she acted on it. She took the soap from May’s hands and brought them up to cup his balls. May's eyes widened at the new experience, and when Meloriana guided her to massage them gently she continued at the task even when Meloriana took her own hand away.
                Julien made eye contact with Meloriana, clearly pleased at how well his new toy was taking to her duties. Meloriana decided to advance things, and took one of May’s hands away to place it on Julien’s cock. With some guidance, she started sliding it up and down the length of Julien’s cock. Julien groaned softly, so aroused was he by his new slave girl giving him such attention. But the water was getting colder, and Julien decided that he was ready to move home. So he bid her stop, and the group of them climbed out of the water.
                They began shivering immediately in the evening air, spurring them to towel off quickly. Meloriana and Julien dressed again, leaving out certain excess articles of clothing such as underwear. They didn’t have far to go, anyway. They took pity on May and wrapped the blanket around her before setting her back onto Meloriana’s hawkstrider.
                When they reached Julien’s home, Meloriana was a little nervous about leaving her hawkstrider stabled so near a fearsome looking raptor. But both the stable master and Julien assured her it would be alright. They took the blanket from May and repacked it, having her walk naked behind Julien who held her leash. They climbed a few short flights of stairs affixed to the side of the wooden building. It was five stories tall, built against the cliff. The top two floors both belonged entirely to Julien. He did quite well it seemed, being both the son of an ambassador and a politician in his own right.
                As soon as they got inside and the door was shut, they began a frenzy of undressing. Julien unclipped May’s leash, but left her collar on. Then he and Meloriana proceeded to strip naked, leaving their clothes on the floor at the door along with their luggage. Meloriana glanced around the room as she did so. It had short and wide windows along every wall, but little furniture. It was easy to distinguish pieces he brought from Silvermoon, such as his colorful and extravagant sofa, from Orgrimmar-made pieces, such as his simple wooden dining table and chairs, which was made by affixing planks together.
Meloriana followed Julien’s lead to the bedroom. May remained still, confused, and so Julien called her along by name. She responded by promptly scurrying along after them. This floor seemed to consist only of the large main room and the bedroom. The bedroom had the same stout windows and carried on the trend of little furniture. Containing only a simple nightstand and an especially large bed covered in Silvermoon silk blankets, sheets, and pillows. It was embroidered in various shades of red, gold, and purple in intricate designs and delicate threadwork.
                “May, it is important that you learn what will be expected of you here” Julien began lecturing her in his same kind tone. “We will show you, and you are to do as I tell you. You are to mind Meloriana as well.”
                May nodded her understanding once more.
                “Very good, now I want you to go lay down on the bed” came Julien’s order. May looked at the massive bed a moment then began climbing onto it. She crawled into the dead center and rolled over onto her back to lie down. She felt very open and exposed in the middle of such a large bed, it added to her nervousness.
                Julien turned to Meloriana and whispered in her ear in Thalassian. Meloriana revealed her shining teeth in a grin, entertained at his request. She then moved to follow May onto the bed. She crawled over top of May, inverted. So that she was on her hands and knees, with her wet folds not inches above May’s face. Julien followed them onto the bed and positioned himself behind Meloriana, his cock now waiting to enter her, also just in front of May’s eyes.
                Julien ordered May to pay close attention, then began sliding the length of his cock into Meloriana. She cooed and moaned as he did so, wriggling at his slow pace and delighting in the carnal sensation. As Julien began to pick up his pace he aimed to find that one spot that would unleash her. Once he hit it, the effect was instant. Meloriana’s volume increased significantly, she arched her back, and lowered herself to her elbows for support. This freed up one arm, so she reached under herself and found May’s leg. She slid her hand over May’s soft skin until she found her slit. Meloriana traced it with one finger until she found the young girl’s clit. She began to massage it especially softly, lifting its delicate hood and making small circular motions over the nub. She would also drag her finger along the girl’s slit every so often.
                May responded with some soft noises of her own, unsure of what to do with these sensations. She had never been introduced to anything like this before. But she never closed her eyes and never took them off of Julien’s cock, obeying his order to watch as he fucked Meloriana from behind.
                Meloriana could tell that Julien was holding himself back, waiting for her vocal queues. He asked her outright after a few minutes and in between moans she gave him permission to find his release. Julien held her by the hips and began thrusting violently into her. Soon he grunted a warning and let loose a torrent of his seed into Meloriana, which sent her into a fit of moaning as well. Meloriana achieved her orgasm only after finally achieving that carnal desire she had grown so dependent on, the need to be filled. First with Julien’s cock and then his cum. She had missed the sensation, having gone what seemed an eternity without it. Julien never stopped or slowed throughout their orgasms, only tentatively sliding out once they had both quieted.
                As his still semi-erect cock slid out of Meloriana with an audible “pop”, it caused a few droplets of their combined fluids to spill from her and onto May. It dripped on her cheek, just above her lip, and on her chin. Meloriana rolled off to the side, and lay on her back, recovering. She watched as Julien help May sit upright, plopping himself down beside her. With one finger, he collected the cum from her cheek and brought it to her lips, instructing her to suck it off. She did as she was told of course, then proceeded to lick the rest from around her lips at Julien’s request.
                As Meloriana watched her do this, she curled her lips in a mischievous smile. She recalled the last orgy she attended, how the servants had been trained to clean their master and his guests. She called May over to her, and tasked her with the same erotic chore. May was hesitant, but lay down on her stomach between Meloriana’s legs. Propping herself up on her arms she began to lick up any cum she could see, as instructed.
                Meloriana cooed and began petting her hair affectionately while she worked. Meloriana turned her attention to Julien as he moved behind her, lowering his face down to her rear. He planted a few light kisses on her pert and supple bottom, before pulling it open with his hands. He lifted her rear into the air so that she would be on her knees. Once she was properly positioned, Julien was able to begin giving her the same treatment she now gave Meloriana.
                May raised her head, slightly worried. But Meloriana was able to reign her in and remind her to focus on the task at hand. They remained as such for several minutes, it succeeded in restoring Meloriana and Julien to their lustful states. It even seemed to incite desire in the young May. Now at attention once more, Julien got up to sit on the edge of the bed. Meloriana bid May to attend to him, and began to get up herself.
                “You’re turn” Meloriana whispered in her sultry voice to Julien’s ear as she crawled past him. She and May dismounted the bed. Meloriana knelt down in front of Julien, and with a gesture beckoning to May, she followed suit. Julien was once more completely hard. Meloriana swallowed, salivating in anticipation. She tilted her head and made one long lick up from the very base of it, all the way to its tip. Then sat back on her haunches and turned, nodding to May.
                May looked up at Julien for confirmation, who responded by motioning her on. May had to straighten out from her knees to possess the necessary height to mimic Meloriana’s motions. She stuck out her tongue awkwardly, then planted it at the base of Julien’s cock. She moved her whole head to drag it along the length of Julien’s member.
                As Meloriana witnessed the young girl licking Julien’s cock with increasing fervor, warmth began to grow between her legs. The simmering coals of her lust re-igniting into a flame of desire. But not for her usual need to be filled, but to see May fulfill her role.
                Meloriana rose to her feet, and eyed the girl with sinister intent. She began running her fingers through May’s hair. May didn’t think much of it, the two of them had been petting her hair quite frequently. But she screamed when Meloriana violently grabbed a handful of her hair in a fist. It forced her to tilt her head back, and she starting squealing like an animal that was stuck on its back. Meloriana pulled her upward, forcing her to stand.
                “Stick out your tongue, May” Meloriana spoke with a limpid clarity, her eyes lidded with sexual intoxication. May obeyed out of fear, opening her mouth wide to extend her tongue out. Meloriana looked up at Julien expectantly. He was taken aback by Meloriana’s suddenly domineering demeanor. But he quickly stood to act on her whim, laying the head of his member on May’s waiting tongue. He stuffed as much of his cock into her as he could, which was little more than the head.
                “Suck on it” Meloriana ordered her, tugging her hair lightly to emphasize the point. May obliged, her hands rising to his cock naturally. Julien shifted his gaze to the ceiling and moaned, clearly pleased with her. He ran his hands through May’s hair where he could, and Meloriana released her so he might take over. She prowled around the coupling, standing now behind Julien. She planted a kiss on his neck, wrapping her arms around his naked body. With one hand, she curled her delicate fingers around his member and began work pumping all of it that was exposed.
               She trailed kisses up and down Julien’s neck while she worked, monitoring his breathing and his mounting pleasure. She licked the index finger of her free hand, and traced her nail down his spine. When she reached his ass, she twisted her finger slightly as she slipped it inside. It was just what Julien needed to be sent over the edge. He encountered resistance when he tried to pull away from May, Meloriana held him fast. He understood, she wanted to see May try to swallow it.
May was ignorant of the impending orgasm, in spite of Julien’s increasing volume. She was startled by the sudden flood of cum that was released into her mouth. She of course attempted to pull away, in her surprise. But Julien held her firm. She looked quite a sight with her cheeks puffed out and the head of Julien’s cock between her lips, preventing her from spitting out the cum. Meloriana wore a devious smile as she reached out to May and with her index and thumb, pinched the girl’s nose.
“Swallow it” Meloriana told her through her smile.
May could no longer breathe, and so had no choice but to do as she was told. Swallowing the entire mouthful in a few gulps. Julien and Meloriana released her, allowing her to catch her breath. Meloriana’s demeanor changed immediately, kneeling down to pat May’s back. Whispering to her how well she did, and what a good girl she was.
Julien smiled, in spite of his puzzlement at Meloriana’s erratic behavior. He climbed back into his bed, displacing the intricate quilt as he crawled under it. He turned his back to them, facing the window when he settled. Meloriana was eager to join him, and slipped between the bedcovers. Before May could even question her own place, Meloriana lifted the bedspread to allow her access. She tentatively crawled in next to her Master’s guest. Attempting to lay on the edge of the bed failed her, when Meloriana reached an arm around and pulled her in close. Her slowly heaving bosoms pressed against May’s back. She nuzzled May's neck softly, cuddling her. Meloriana began drifting to sleep, idly petting May.
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