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Slave to the Iron Horde	By : DamnedSputnik Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 14924 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Slave to the Iron Horde
- 1
Yrel pulled with as much force as she could muster. To her dismay, the chains binding her wrists didn't budge from the wall. She slumped down, her brain desperately searching for some escape from the caves. She'd been just beyond Karabor, escorting a pack of her priests towards Elodor, when they'd been ambushed by a group of orcs. The Iron Horde, they called themselves, and they'd been assertive of their superiority to the draenei. They tied up each of their hostages, and when they had run out of rope the orcs resorted to "alternative" methods of containing their prey. To her guilt, Yrel thanked the light that she was tied up first.
"Is-- Is there anyone out there?" she called out into the dim cave. She hoped there would at least be another prisoner somewhere in her cave, but no response came. As the words came out of her mouth, she was aware of the dryness in her throat. Yrel didn't know how long she had been in here but it must have at least been a day without food or water, and thirst was beginning to overwhelm her.
After countless more attempts to connect with someone else in the cave Yrel closed her eyes. She couldn't bring her arms below her head, but attempted to get as comfortable as possible considering the situation. She drifted in and out of sleep for what seemed like hours, with no sound but the buzzing of various insects throughout the caves.
She had almost dozed off when she was aware of footsteps down the cave hall. She rose to her feet assuming a defensive stance, and preparing for whatever may come.
"Water, please..." Yrel croaked out.
"It's your lucky day, boys. The stock's awake." A brown-skinned orc woman stood before Yrel, leading two axe-wielding males behind her. "If you want water little girl, you'll have to drain it from these strapping young peons' cocks. The woman groped the orc to her left's manhood through his trousers. In panic, Yrel struggled against her shackles, rubbing her wrists raw and bloody in the process.
"I'll leave you two with the slave. Make sure that by the end of this she knows her place in this world. In OUR world."
As the woman left the cell, Yrel began to scream as loud as she could. The orc that had been groped began discarding of his pants, removing all straps that had fastened them to his legs, while the other bald orc approached Yrel and slapped her forcefully. He brought his face to hers and snarled "scream harder draenei, it will make this better for me."
The stinging slap brought tears to Yrel's face, but succeeded in silencing her. The orc in front of her began to knead her breasts through her white top. Far from gentle with her, the orc's groping soon turned painful for Yrel, and she involuntarily let out a cry as the his fingers roughly passed over her nipples. The second orc had succeeded in removing his trousers and was stroking himself at the sight of the helpless Yrel. The orc who had been exploring Yrel's tits kept one hand on her chest as his right hand slid its way down her back to her ass. He squeezed one of her cheeks for a time, until releasing her and slapping her ass hard.
"Stop hogging her Garrok," the masturbating orc snarled at his comrade. "Let me give this slut what she deserves."
"Take her mouth Orlek," Garrok responded. "I want her maidenhood first."
Orlek shoved Garrok out of the way and pushed Yrel down to her knees. With her hands shackled high above her head, she was helpless as Orlek's thick cock was pressed against her face. Yrel clenched her lips closed with all her strength, praying to the light that the orc wouldn't be able to defile her mouth.
"If you value your life, slut, I would open your mouth and suck." Yrel reluctantly parted her lips at one of Garrok's motions towards one of the pair's discarded axes.
Almost immediately, Orlek's manhood entered Yrel's mouth and pushed against her tongue. She remained motionless for what seemed like minutes until the orc's hand came down hard on her face. "Suck" he commanded. Yrel had no choice but to move her head forward on his shaft. The horrible taste of the orc's member dominated her smell as she sucked off the orcish peon. As she worked up and down Orlek's cock, he would occasionally interrupt her with a slap on her face. Soon, her cheeks were red and tears were streaming down her face. His hands found their way to the back of her head and he pushed down on her head. Her mouth was soon at the base of his shaft, and she was choking as the meat was pressed down her throat. With lightheadedness beginning to overtake her from the lack of air, Yrel tried to pull back on the cock, but was denied as Orlek held her head in place. Yrel felt as if she were going to pass out deepthroating his brown dick, and soon blackness was edging into her view of Orlek's crotch.
Yrel was unsure for how long she'd been out when she found herself desperately gasping for air, a thin trail of spit connecting her mouth and the brown cock slapping against her face. She hadn't caught her breath by the time Orlek grabbed her by the horns, and was once again forcing her face down on his length. He took direct control of her, using Yrel's horns as a handle while he viciously throatfucked the draenei priestess. The obscene sounds of flesh slapping on flesh filled the caves of the Umbral Halls. Yrel was hard at work fighting for breath between thrusts and gags, and Orlek showed no signs of holding up. Behind the orc, Yrel saw Garrok off to the side. Unlike his companion, he had opted to remove his breastplate, and was pleasuring himself to the sight of Yrel's throat rape.
With tears wetting her face, Yrel didn't know how much longer she could endure the face fuck she was receiving. A mix of spit and pre-cum splattered out of her mouth with every time that Orlek forced her face down. The orc moaned in pleasure and sped up his thrusts into the draenei's mouth. She found it difficult to keep up with his motions and was soon sputtering and gasping around his length.
"Are you ready for your branding, whore?" Orlek sneered as he further quickened his thrusts.
"Mmmpphhh...?" was all Yrel could muster as Orlek forced her to deepthroat him. His erect manhood twitched in her mouth as the first spurt of his semen shot down her throat. He pulled her head off of him, and released the last of his load directly onto her face. Yrel, caught unaware, took the majority of his cum in her open mouth. When she turned her face away from the oncoming stream of cum, Orlek opted instead to shoot the last of it on her top. He was quick to cover her mouth and plug her nose.
"Swallow, whore." She struggled in his grip, desperately trying to break free, until she had no choice but to swallow Orlek's thick load. The slimy cum slowly made its way down her throat, adding to her disgust at the situation. The cum on her chest marked her as a slave to the Iron Horde, and no matter how hard Yrel forced at the chains, she couldn't reach enough to wipe it off.
Gasping from the abuse she'd just received, Yrel slumped her back onto the wall. Orlek was stroking his now-soft cock in the afterglow of his orgasm, and Garrok was nowhere to be found. With Orlek distracted, Yrel realized that now was a perfect opportunity, and began searching for an opportunity to escape. Across the room were numerous stocks and chains, presumably to contain the previous prisoners of the Umbral Halls. There was only one exit to the cavern, which was unfortunately blocked by her rapist. She heard footsteps coming from the cavern entrance, and soon Garrok reemerged. He approached Yrel from the other side of the cave.
"Stand, slut" he commanded. When Yrel was hesitant to do as he commanded, Garrok took the initiative. He grabbed her by the waist and forced her to her feet. He wasted no time with her, as he pulled at her chestpiece. When the cummy cloth proved too tight to remove normally, he tore off her top in rage. Yrel's shapely tits bounced free from their prison, being exposed so lewdly for the first time. Garrok grabbed both of her tits in his hands and forced his lips onto hers. Yrel tried to fight back against his intruding tongue but her will to fight quickly evaporated and she sat limp before Garrok.
Yrel cried out as she felt an unfamiliar intrusion inside of her most sacred of areas. Garrok's hands had found their way down under her britches, and had begun exploring her pussy. She convulsed involuntarily as he removed himself from her.
"You're wet. You really are a whore!" Garrok exclaimed and brought his fingers up to her face. They were slick with her own juices, and Garrok briefly slipped his damp fingers between her lips. "Taste yourself slut" he commanded. Before Yrel could react, her arms were free. The shackles slipped off of her chaffed wrists and she was restrained by Orlek. He directed her towards another side of the room, where her neck and arms were promptly forced into one of the sets of stocks. Her leather pants were slipped down her legs, exposing her to the two orc rapists. Orlek took position behind Yrel, and pressed his now-erect member against her slit.
"NO!" Yrel screamed. "Do not—!"
"You get no say in this, whore!" Orlek exclaimed as he slipped the head of his cock inside of her.
"Orlek! Her pussy's mine." Garrok stopped him mid-thrust.
Orlek grunted angrily and pulled himself out of her. After a second of deliberation, he opted instead to take her other hole. He forced his semi-lubricated cock inside of her ass, inciting an agonized scream from Yrel. He eased himself slowly into her ass, only stopping when he was hilt-deep inside of her. He pulled out of her fully, pausing for a second to admire the sobbing Yrel.
"Your everything belongs to the Horde now, slut. You'd better get used to it."
Yrel's body was rocked as Orlek once again entered her asshole. Contrary to his last thrust, he slammed in and out of her quickly this time, wracking her ass with each thrust.
"Please-! Stop this!" Yrel screamed in agony. Each time he drew himself inside her the pain was only increased, and eventually her body was convulsing almost constantly. Yrel eventually took notice of Garrok's approach. Stroking his cock rapidly he slapped himself repeatedly on her lips. He reached under the stocks and began fondling her breasts. This continued for what seemed to Yrel like hours, with Orlek abusing her ass, and Garrok pleasuring himself in front of her. Every time that Garrok would seemingly approach his own orgasm, he immediately let go of his shaft, evading his climax. Eventually, Orlek moaned and slowed his thrusts. He pulled out of Yrel and approached her face.
Orlek pushed Garrok out of the way and began stroking his own cock. As his orgasm overtook him, he thrust his lubricated dick deep inside her throat, and released once more. He deposited his second load of the night entirely into her throat, and Yrel swallowed every last drop like a trained Horde slave. With her asshole defiled and stomach full of Orlek's cum, he grunted in satisfaction.
"This is one fine slut Garrok" Orlek said in passing as he wandered out of the cavern. "I suppose you can have what you paid for."
As Orlek left the cavern, there was an eerie silence. Not even the sound of Garrok stroking himself. Yrel felt relief wash over her as she assumed that Garrok had left. Her relief was short lived, however, as she felt something cold and wet slide along her inner folds. Yrel shouted as Garrok's tongue teased her pussy, and explored her entrance. "Do-- do not do that!" she exclaimed, but Garrok was seemingly content to continue on with just his tongue. As time went on, Yrel's body fought against her, getting closer and closer to her peak. When she was on the verge of orgasm, Garrok removed his tongue from her. There was an unbearably tense moment in the moment afterwards, with Garrok positioning his manhood at her entrance.
“By the end of this, you will beg for me whore.” Garrok pressed his head just inside of her pussy. He slowly advanced until he pressed against her hymen.
“A virgin? Who would have guessed that a draenei slut like you would be so pure?” he sneered, pausing halfway inside of his captive. Yrel's pussy clamped down on Garrok's dick in anticipation of his penetration, which was a pleasure he was not quite ready to grant her. Garrok's thrust slowly pressured its way forward, teasing her entrance sinisterly. Garrok pulled out when he heard a whine escape Yrel's lips.
“What was that, slut? I didn't quite hear that.” In response, Yrel mumbled inaudibly.
“Louder” Garrok commanded, letting his hands idly toy with her clitoris.
“P-- please enter m-- me”. As soon as the command was issued, Garrok thrust deep inside of his slave. Yrel screamed as her virginity was claimed by the orc behind her. Pain blurred in to pleasure as Garrok thrust wildly into Yrel. The sound of flesh slapping on flesh quickly dominated the cavern, joined by the moans of Garrok and Yrel. Her initial guilt at finding her own rape pleasurable was erased as Garrok fucked her senseless. His large member seemed to grow inside of her as Yrel gradually clamped down harder and harder on Garrok's length.
Hours passed as the pair's carnal activities continued on. Yrel had gone through near constant orgasm as her will was broken by the Horde grunt. Garrok had Yrel's hair in his hand and was roughly pulling at the silver locks when he spontaneously let go. Reaching around her, he grabbed her breasts and pressed his body close to hers.
“I am going to cum, slut” Garrok whispered into Yrel's ear, all while continuing to plow the willing slave.
“Not-- not inside of me” Yrel begged, on the brink of yet another mind-shattering orgasm.
“Does it excite you, to know you shall carry my halfbreed inside of you, draenei whore?” Garrok breathed down her neck, kneading her breasts. Garrok took both of her nipples between his fingers and pulled with all the force that she could take as he released himself inside of her. She felt every spurt as Garrok deposited his massive load directly into her vulnerable womb. Yrel screamed in ecstasy, the large load of potent cum being shot inside of her being just enough to send her over the edge.
There was an emptiness following immediately afterward as Garrok pulled out of Yrel's used snatch. Instantly, milky cream oozed out of her pussy, marking the deed that had just been done. Yrel immediately felt regret for her actions. She had begged of all things- begged for an unknown orc to ravage her and attempt to impregnate her virgin pussy. She began to cry, her strength of will having been broken.
“You will bear many great warriors of the Iron Horde- I guarantee it.” Garrok left Yrel sobbing and broken, still locked in the stocks.
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