Adult-FanFiction.org : Games

Proud No More	By : Red_Anticius Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 61816 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own World of Warcraft, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 8
- 9
- 10
Chapter 9: Defias Downfall

           The Defias queenpin was normally quite stunning in her thigh-high boots and tight leather bodice. But completely unclothed, she was even more breathtaking than usual. Her raven black hair accented her tanned complexion beautifully. Her slender neck drew the eyes to large, perky breasts that somehow never got in the way of her roguecraft. Topping her impressive boobs were sexy, alluring nipples, each pierced tastefully by a barbell. Below her breasts, Vanessa’s body was slim yet perfectly toned. Her tight abs and long, fit legs were the result of a lifetime of intense physical training. And from behind, her delectable ass was among the best in Azeroth. The manicured nails on her fingers and toes were painted a seductive black.

            But more than anything else, Malkorok was drawn to her pale blue eyes. Those eyes had defiance in them. And contempt. Plus a fair amount of impudence. They were eyes that had already seen the worst the world could give. And it was with those piercing eyes that Vanessa now glared back at the Blackrock orc. A smirk started to form on the corner of her mouth as she sized up her enemy.

            “Do your worst orc. Just know that before I escape from this hellhole, I will come for you,” taunted the Defias leader.

            “You are hardly in any position to threaten me, human bitch,” replied Malkorok. And he was right. Despite the rogue’s bravado, she was in a rather compromising situation. In addition to being naked and unarmed, her hands were cuffed behind her back and there was a spreader bar between her ankles that kept her feet wide apart.

            After Garrosh had recaptured his prized whore and sent her high elf guardian to the Violet Hold for the Sunreavers to deal with, the Warchief had the Defias queenpin brought to the lower dungeons. For her alleged treachery in stealing his kill, Garrosh had given her up to the tender mercies of Malkorok, the cruelest and most sadistic of his lieutenants. The Blackrock orc had been given orders to punish the haughty human as he saw fit.

            “So, it’s to be rape then? Or simply torture?” asked Vanessa nonchalantly.

            “You won’t sound so insolent when you’re on your knees begging for my mercy,” challenged Malkorok. “And I won’t give it easily.”

            “That’s quite an imagination you have there, big boy” mocked Vanessa.

            Without saying another word, Malkorok walked behind the gorgeous rogue and picked out a few instruments from the dungeon wall. Before Vanessa could see what he had, the orc reached around and applied a pair of nipple clamps to her cute nipples.

            The Defias leader barely betrayed a hint of discomfort. A sharp intake of breath was all that Malkorok got from her. For now.

            Next, the grey orc attached a cylindrical, magnetic weight to the bottom of each clamp. As he let go of the weights, they fell and pulled the human’s pretty teats down a little with them.

            “Hurrrmph!”

            Vanessa yelped as her nipples bore the weight of Malkorok’s sadism.

            “These are two pounds each. Your gigantic, slutty udders can probably handle it for a little while, but soon you’ll be feeling the burn,” explained Malkorok coolly, still from behind her. “It’s not too late to beg for leniency.”

            “It will take more than the sick, deluded perversions of one orc to bring down Vanessa Vancleef,” retorted the rogue.

            Still, even as she said this, her proud tits were getting sore. No matter how she tried to reposition herself, shifting the way the weights hung from her nipples, the force of gravity was unrelenting. Soreness soon gave way to pain, and the rogue’s elegant body began to coat itself in a light sheen of sweat. But the worst was yet to come.

            Malkorok now walked in front of his prisoner with his hands behind his back. Slowly, he brought them to the front and showed the dismayed human what he was holding. Another set of magnetic weights.

            [Damn this orc! This is going to hurt…]

            “If two pounds isn’t enough, let’s try four. Tits as fat as yours need more than the usual punishment,” said the orc, as he attached the second set of weights to the bottom of the first set. Then he waited a second, still holding the weights, temporarily alleviating the pressure from Vanessa’s nipples.

            She knew he was only taunting her. The skilled and well-trained rogued steeled herself for what was coming.

            Malkorok dropped the weights.

            “Yahhhhh! You bastard!”

            Four pounds of uncompromising gravity now weighed entirely on each of her poor nipples. She staggered back from the pain, almost tripping due to the spreader bar between her feet. As a professional thief, she was noticeably ungraceful right then.

            Vanessa took in short, quick gasps of breath as she tried to master her pain. Her normally perky breasts were now hanging low on her chest, her clamped nipples pointed straight at the ground. Gritting her teeth, the rogue stopped moving to minimize the swinging of the weights, which reduced the pressure somewhat.

            Malkorok wasn’t having any of that. The orc casually prodded at each set of four pound weights, swinging them around and causing them to pull cruelly on the human’s teats.

            “Hahhhh! Stop, you fucker!”

            The master rogue started clumsily backing up again in an effort to escape the orc’s torment.

            “I don’t think so, human. Come back here,” commanded Malkorok, as he grabbed a hold of both sets of weights and pulled towards him.

            “Hiyyaaaahhhh!”

            Powerlessly, Vanessa started walking forward toward the orc, trying to lessen the pull on her tits. The orc found this amusing and began leading the sexy thief around the dungeon.

            “Yuuhhhhh!”

            To keep her on her toes, he would pull her slowly, then quickly, then slowly again. There was no way for her to simply keep pace with the orc. The distance between them would grow and shrink like a slinky. When she got too far, Malkorok would reel her back in by her nipples.

            He ended up leading her around the dungeon a dozen laps. By the end of it, the enraged master rogue was a mess. Her face was no longer the mask of indifference it once was. Real pain and even fear showed in her pale blue eyes. Although, so did her fury.

            As well trained as she was, there was no way to train for this. She was panting hard at this point. Vanessa’s tender tits hung sorely on her glistening chest. Indeed, her entire sensual body was soaked in sweat, mostly from the pain, causing it to gleam exquisitely in the dungeon’s torchlight. In a different context, she might have looked like a bronzed and oiled goddess of antiquity.

            When they stopped, Vanessa thought she had earned some respite. Perhaps there would even be an opportunity for escape. No such luck. Malkorok produced another set of magnetic weights and began reaching for her heaving chest.

            “No wait! I can’ possib--”

            *Click*

            “Huuurrrraaaaaggghh!!”

            With six pounds hanging from each tit, the rogue finally collapsed to her knees. Doing anything she could to reduce the load, she arched her back sexily and pointed her abused boobs at the ceiling. This caused the weights to rest partially on her abs instead of hanging in the air, which made it a bit more bearable. And that was something Malkorok could not abide.

            Callously, the orc pulled the kneeling woman’s nipple weights towards him, only letting go when she was bent forward, still on her knees, with her massive tits drooping down and the weights hanging in the air just above the ground.

            “Ohhhhh f-- Fuckkk! You mother fucker! Yahhhh!”

            When the abused rogue tried to rest the weights on the floor below her tits, Malkorok viciously grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up so that the weights continued to hang just an inch or two off the ground. And there he held her while she suffered, kneeling and trembling.

            “Yuhhhhhh!”

            The orc said nothing.

            “Let go! Let go, let go, let go!!”

            Malkorok continued ignoring her.

            “I can’t take it anymore!”

            “Did I not say you would be on your knees begging, wench?”

            “Ohhhhh fuckkk, ok already, you were right!”

            Appeased at the human’s apparent surrender, the grey orc mercifully removed the clamps from Vanessa’s tortured teats.

            “Hiiiyaahhh!”

            As the blood rushed to her nipples, she felt a stinging sensation possibly worse than anything she had experienced yet. It was so bad her whole body shook. More sweat poured from her athletic body as she desperately waited for the prickling to subside.

            At last, she recovered her bearing.

            “Now then human, let us see how much you’ve learned. Present yourself for mounting,” ordered Malkorok.

            Vanessa took a moment to catch her breath and summon her courage before replying.

            “Fuck you, you spineless orc. I swear it, I will kill you before this night is done,” she spat.

            Furious at her continued insolence, Malkorok grabbed her by the hair again and dragged her across the dungeon to one of the walls. There, he sat her down with her back against the wall, with her hands still cuffed behind her, and her legs spread wide in front of her by the spreader bar. Then he retrieved a cat o’ nine tails from a nearby table and kneeled menacingly in front of the rogue.

            “No more pleasantries, human whore. You will address me as master, and nothing else. Do you understand?”

            “Bullshit you--”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Yahhhhhhh!!”

            The orc started brutally whipping her aching breasts with the cat o’ nine tails.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Ahhhhhh! Stoppppp!!”

            “Listen carefully whore. We’re going to play a game. If you don’t want me to whip your fat tits, you will ask me politely to whip your whore cunt. And if you don’t want me to whip your whore cunt, you will ask me politely to whip your fat tits,” explained the orc as he continued to rain blows down on Vanessa’s defenseless bust.

            “Yuhhhh! Ok! Ok! Whip my pussy! Whip my pussy!”

            The orc didn’t change a thing.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Ahhhh! Fuckkk! Master, whip my cunt then!”

            Still no change.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Yaahhhh! Please master, whip my whore cunt!”

            Finally, the orc changed his aim and began whipping at her exposed pussy.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Yuhhhhhhh!”

            Pathetically, the master rogue tried to close her legs, failing utterly.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            Vanessa twisted uselessly to try and avoid the blows, but Malkorok’s aim was true. Her dainty, painted toes curled cutely as she tried her best to withstand the pain.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Graahhhhh! Please master, whip my fat tits!”

            Again, the orc changed his target.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Yuhhhhhhh!”

            Her entire world was pain. There was no escape. Simply changing where she was being assaulted only made it slightly easier. But always, she was being whipped.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Hiiiyaaahhhh! Please master, I need a break!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Ahhhhhh! Please master, whip my whore cunt!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Yiiiaahhhhh! Please master, whip my fat tits!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Ohhhh fuck! Fucking fuck! Please master, I can’t take it!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Please master, whip my whore cunt!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Forgive me! I submit! Mercy!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “Please master, whip my fat tits!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            And so it went on for what seemed like an eternity to Vanessa. But at last, he relented.

            “Perhaps you now have a better understanding of your new place in life, bitch,” said Malkorok. “Now hurry up and mount yourself upon me.”

            Panting, sobbing, and in pain, the proud leader of the Defias Brotherhood made one last attempt at resistance.

            “I… I won’t do it. Of fuck, I know you’re going to make me in the end. You’ll whip my body until I submit completely. You’ll torture my tits until I faint. You’ll ruin my body like you did to the mage bitch. But… But you haven’t won yet,” said Vanessa through grit teeth.

            “Your courage would almost be admirable, if you weren’t such a lowly human whore. I have wasted enough time. You will break, now,” said Malkorok menacingly.

            He grabbed Vanessa by the hair again and lifted her to her feet. Then, he pushed her against the wall and pulled out the nipple clamps from before. There were still six pounds attached to each. To Vanessa’s despair, he affixed the weighted clamps back onto her tender teats.

            “Arrrrgghhh!”

            The only thing stopping her from crumpling to the floor was Malkorok’s hand gripping her by the throat and holding her against the dungeon wall. The other hand pulled two more magnetic weights from a pouch he wore, and he promptly attached two more pounds each to Vanessa’s clamps.

            “Yuuuuuhhhhhh!”

            Then, the nefarious orc produced yet another clamp. This time, he clamped it to one side of Vanessa’s nether lips.

            “Fuuuccckkk!”

            A fourth clamp was soon attached to the other side of her pussy lips. To these two new clamps, Malkorok connected four pounds of weights.

            “Ohhhh fuckkkk just stop!!”

            The orc took out one last clamp. This time, he probed the master rogue’s pussy a little before finding what he was looking for. Pushing past her clitoral hood, the evil orc carefully put the last clamp on her small clit.

            “AHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

            He only put two pounds of weight on the clitoral clamp, but it was still possibly more devastating than all the others combined.

            “YUUUUHHHH!!”

            The poor master rogue was truly sobbing in earnest now. Her tits and pussy were experiencing excruciating pain. But the orc was not satisfied yet. Malkorok took hold of the cat o’ nine tails once more and began raining blow upon blow all around the thief’s impeccable body.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “AHHHHHHH!!”

            Tits, abs, thighs, pussy, nothing was off limits.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “ARRRRGGGHH!!”

            Despite all her training, this was too much for Vanessa. Her fit, athletic body just couldn’t take all that she had been subjected to.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “MERCY, MASTER ORC!!”

            The stress on her body was so strenuous that the pitiful Vancleef heiress even lost control of her bladder. Malkorok looked on in amusement as Vanessa pissed herself in front of him. Not that that would stop the beating.

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “MASTER, FORGIVE YOUR WHORE!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “YOUR WHORE SUBMITS!”

            *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH* *SWISH*

            “MMEEERRRCCCYYY!!”

            A few hours later…

            “My name is Vanessa Vancleef, I am a fuck-slave, and my lusty body is being whipped for opposing my master.”

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “YUUUHHH!!”

            “My name is Vanessa Vancleef, I am a fuck-slave, and my lusty body is being whipped for opposing my master.”

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “HIYAAHHH!!”

            She had submitted hours ago. Since then, Malkorok had been savagely testing her obedience. The first thing he had done was make her clean up the mess she made when she pissed herself. Of course, he had her clean it up with her own tongue.

            “My name is Vanessa Vancleef, I am a fuck-slave, and my lusty body is being whipped for opposing my master.”

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “YUUUHHH!!”

            Currently, the master thief was kneeling with her knees spread wide apart in front of her and sitting her ass on her crossed heels. The spreader bar was gone, and so were her handcuffs. It didn’t matter, she had no intentions of attempting an escape and enraging her master. Vanessa’s unfettered hands were holding up her breasts, presenting them submissively as a plump target for her master to whip and discipline. And whip he did, this time with a wicked bull whip.

            “My name is Vanessa Vancleef, I am a fuck-slave, and my lusty body is being whipped for opposing my master.”

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “HUUURRGGHH!!”

            “Enough! Present your ass!” commanded Malkorok.

            “Yes master,” replied the human immediately.

            Just as quickly, Vanessa turned around, got on her hands and knees, with her face in the floor and her ass in the air. She then stretched her arms out in front of her on the floor, while her back arched seductively. The rogue’s perfect heart-shaped ass pointed right at her master.

            “My name is Vanessa Vancleef, I am a fuck-slave, and my lusty body is being whipped for opposing my master.”

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “YAAHHUUUHHH!!”

            The thief’s entire body was crisscrossed with angry red marks. A less athletic person would have passed out after the first hour. But the Defias leader was made of stronger stuff, to Malkorok’s delight. She was also a quick learner, and figured out the orc’s commands in quick order.

            “Present your asshole!”

            “Yes master,” said Vanessa, as she reached back with her hands and spread her well-toned cheeks for Malkorok.

            “My name is Vanessa Vancleef, I am a fuck-slave, and my lusty body is being whipped for opposing my master.”

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “YUUUUUUUHHHHH!!”

            Malkorok landed a hit right on her exposed asshole. Despite her laudable discipline, even Vanessa flinched violently from that strike. Her fingers dug into her ass, her knuckles white. Knowing she was expected to keep her position as much as possible, she only allowed herself to wiggle her ass in the air a little and curl her toes tightly. In addition, Malkorok could see her cute, whipped asshole pulsing rapidly and uncontrollably, a reaction to the whipping.

            “An… An excellent strike, master. My slutty asshole deserves to be punished,” said Vanessa pathetically.

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “AAAAHHUUHH!!”

            This time the whip landed on Vanessa’s taint, which might have hurt even more than the last one. Again, Vanessa maintained her stance, even as her exhausted body shook from the pain.

            “Another impressive strike, master. Thank you for teaching your slave the errors of her ways through fair punishment,” said Vanessa.

            The next few strikes hit, in order, her taint, her taint, her asshole, her taint, and her asshole again.

            “My name is Vanessa Vancleef, I am a fuck-slave, and my lusty body is being whipped for opposing my master.”

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “YIIIIIUUUUHHHHH!!”

            The last hit was too much, and Vanessa reflexively released her cheeks and used her hands to massage her abused, twitching asshole.

            “Pathetic! You need more discipline, slave!”

            “I-- Yes master, of course, whatever you say,” said Vanessa fearfully.

            “Prepare yourself!” the orc ordered.

            “Yes master,” Vanessa replied, as she lay on her back, arched her back, raised her pelvis in the air, moved her thighs wide apart, and rested on her shoulders and feet. Using one hand, she spread her pussy lips wide for her master’s viewing pleasure. With the other, she started vigorously fingering herself.

            It wasn’t easy arousing herself, but the human knew she had no choice. Failing to do so quickly would only lead to further punishment. So Vanessa used every trick of the trade she knew to bring herself off. Her dexterous fingers played with her clit, rubbed her g-spot, and penetrated deep inside her just where she liked it most.

            Somehow, she managed to bring herself off for her master. Her already flushed body flushed even further. Her already arched back arched even higher. Stunning abs fluttered and her clawing toes curled. Exhausted thighs quivered and quaked. The master rogue’s body came undone for the orc.

            “Hhhnnnnnggghhh!!”

            *WHI-PSSSHHHH!*

            “YUUUUUUHHHHHHH!!”

            At the apex of her orgasm, her master viciously whipped her naked pussy, aiming directly for her clitoris. Pleasure instantly gave way to extreme pain as Vanessa pissed herself yet again.
- 8
- 9
- 10
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Proud No More