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Orc and his slave (me and cevl)

EmoSilverHeart

Planetoid
Joined
Oct 24, 2011
Arriana walked around town, her basket on her hip fool of fruits from the market. She swayed her hips as she walked, the spring sun shinning down on her dark carmel skin, she was happy that the spring rain had lightened up abit so she could go with less clothing.

Her skirt was a sky blue, tied around her hip, showing off long skinny legs. She wore one of her older, more tattered, but still sexy, shirts; it was white and was tied just below her boobs. Her light Red hair was put into a french beraid and swayed near her rump, patting it as she walked.

"Good morning Ari," a child called as she walked by, oh, she loved this village so much.

"How is your father?" another person called behind a booth, "He could be better, the cold has gotten him hard this year," she said to the man before countinuing. She lived with only her father, who was much older than she, he had taken 5 wives in his years, all of which died. She had 16 other siblings but didn't know of them, she was youngest, and she has heard that most of her siblings have died, and only about 5 remain, or atleast keep in touch with her father.

She walked to the outskirts of town, and somewhat into the woods to where they're large hut is, smoke drifting lazily out the chimny. "Father I'm home, how are you?" she asked, setting the fruits on the table and walked to his room. As she entered her father was laying on his bed, coughing again, some blood on his hand. Arriana got his medcine and a warm wet cloth from before she left and began helping him clean up the blood. "There you are," she said after administering the medicine.

Arriana was somewhat happy of her perdicament, just before her father had grown seriously ill, she had become a woman, she had hit pubierty at age of 17, and at that time she was sopposed to wed. But because her father was ill he hasn't figured it out or have any time to find her a sotter.
 
While in the village all went by nicely, it wasn't as if everything was a-okay around there. They may not have known it, but the people who had gone on a hunting excursion had never come back, hadn't went further then the hill, where they were killed, or if they were female, worse. The bodies of those were now lying dead and rotting, or alive and shivering at the camps outsides.

They were preparing for a fight, after which the town would be another burned down village, stripped of all of value, with only the dead around to tell the tale.

They were armed with various types of armour, and battle trophies, from ears, to noses, to cocks, to clits, all of them had them. Their leader was the only one who hadn't, as he had a chest full of them. That same man was rousing his troops, getting them ready for the fight against this nameless town, an easy victory.

Guk'tar then turned around, and led the men over the mountains. They stormed down the hill, overwhelming the defences, if they had any, with not all too much losses, most coming there from other orcs who wanted a promotion. Afterwards they spread through town, killing all men, from firstborn to old of day, and all women under 10 and above forty. Afterwards they took all of value, including the women. The girl who had greeted Arriana before was taken too, sobbing and crying, about to witness more and worse than before.

Guk'tar went furthest, and soon found a large hut, untainted by the orcs as of yet. The tall, muscular green man grinned, knowing it'd soon change, and swung his battleaxe over his shoulder, bashing through the door with it. He saw the woman and the old man in bed and grinned. He lodged the axe deep into the wall before going to grab the woman, if need be he'd burst through a wall after her before he'd take her, then kept her in his arms, pulling the axe out of the wall while the woman hung over his shoulder, and said in a mix between orcish and english, this is what she could understan: "Should - -leave - -man- -sickness - - death - - axe - - intestines" The man then laughed, throwing the woman aside for a second, her back bashing into a wall, then swung his axe, four times, leaving the man limbless and bleeding out. He then stood over the girl, and with a bit more effort to speak english he said "Walk or axe tastes more blood"
 
Arriana swallowed hard as she heard screams and rumbles coming from the town. She turned and walked back into the room her father was in, checking to see if he was okay, she noticed something that made her freeze and stop cold, he had no pulse.

Behind Arriana the wall burst in, rubble dropping everywhere and breaking a few things. She walked backwards against the wall before the beast picked her up, she heard the words, and shook her head. Her fathers corpse would be defilled and not properly barried.

When Arriana was thrown against the wall, she had let out a small scream, when she raised her head, she wished she had stayed on the ground as she watched her father being hacked.

Arriana looked to the orc as he spook to her, no doubt there were several other women that they were taking. She nodded and stood, awaiting to see what he would do now.
 
The orc grinned, and took the back of her top, before ripping it off, afterwards doing the same with her skirt and underwear, with the same ease one would rip paper. He grinned, then patted her on the back with the middle of the axe, blood smearing onto her back. "Walk." He said, before leading her out, her father incapable of talking, let much more.

Afterwards he led her through town, where she could see some of the women already getting defiled by the orcs, mostly the ones with the better bodies. The orc grinned in approval, then looked back at the woman before him, thinking about all he'd do to her. he then patted her back "Faster" his rough voice came.

After leading her out of town he led her over the hills and into camp. He decided it'd be fun to let the one he already named 'his' break emotionally, and pushed her over a rock, before undressing himself of his armour. Any questions of 'why?' 'why me?' 'don't do this!' or the like would be ignored, and as he was done undressing he'd grab her again, or go after her if not. He made her bend over and leaned over her, whispering in her ear "Humans funny, humans soft. Scream for your master, human." He said, moving his hard cock over her slit, it's full 15 inches pretty impressive, slicking it with some of his spit, before thrusting it into, not just her virgin cunt, but in her ass instead. Her cunt would be saved for when his men were around..
 
Arriana walked with shame, her naked body showing off to all the orc's around her as she walked through her village. She saw the woman who had greeted her just the other day being fucked by an Orc almost twice her size, his cock massive, she was amazed the woman could indure.


As they walked out of the village she could feel the blood drying on her back, and tried to keep pace with the large orc. As they entered the camp she saw some who had stayed behind, a few other women with them, very few, and from the looks of them, almost dead.

She wasn't expecting him to through her over the rock, she looked behind her and saw the orc undressing himself, she tried to crawl away but she was soon dragged back to the rock. She felt his might cock rub against her, she shook her head, tears running down her face. She heard stories of them, they took the healthies women the could find, ones who endure their sex drive, took them home, fucked them, and sometimes bred with them.

She didn't want to loose her virginity yet, she was saving it forever, she never wanted kids. For a pause, she was expecting him to thrust into her vagina, but instead it was in her ass, his cock was in her ass, she cried out in pain. She soon wished she was dead, she hated the feeling, the pain was aganizing for her.

Arriana could feel not just the orcs spit but what she suspected as blood from him ripping into her Anal virginity. She looked to the other orc's there and saw that they were getting turned on from her screams of pain.
 
The orc's all saw that this woman was probably one of the finer of them all, worthy for their leader to have. They wanted a piece of her themselves, but she was their captain's for now, and they'd only have their chance if he let them. When he'd get bored with her and throw her aside, there wouldn't be much left of her anyways.

As the girl was under the orc man, screaming in pain, the orcs laughed, and a lot went to get a woman from the groups that had been brought in, to add in on the fun. The others screamed to, but none could get quite the audacity as Arriana got out of her lungs. If she kept this up, she might even kept out of the breeding ground, as noone would want her to be off limit for the time she was pregnant.

The orc continued thrusting, over and over, in that tight little crevice, being stretched more and more, while the mans clawed hands went around her, grabbing her breasts and playing with them, squeezing them roughly, pulling at her nipples, hard enough that she might get bruised later.

After a while of him continuing like this the orc groaned loudly as his cock, after a bit of throbbing, spurted his load into her, a dark green, hot, sticky liquid flowing into her, filling her body up, while he pulled her off him. He stopped the others with a loud roar, then said "We've taken the city, now we dine!" The orc men roared in response, and got ready. They used the women as seats or tables, or sometimes food, while they ate the fresher human meat, some parts recognizeable as people from her town.
 
Arriana was nearly to the point of her passing out, the pain and lack of air made her head dizzy. As she got quieter she felt something warm fill her up and cried harder, the orc had cam in her, and it felt disgusting yet pleasurable, she didn't know why but she wanted more.

She heard the orc roar and relized he was the leader of them all, he had taken her sharply and threw he on the ground, she was used as a table.

Arriana nearly puked from the smells of the dead, and the feel of the meat on her back. She saw the blood dripping from her sides and stomach, pulling at the ground making a muddy bloody mixture that her knees had to kneel in. Her hands were scraped from the sharp rocks under hands.

Her tears had finally stoped when they were done feisting, she dreaded what the orc would do to her next.
 
The orcs had some laughs while they were eating, speaking in their own language, none that the humans would be able to understand, and if they were able too, they wouldn't want to hear it, so one way or another, they wouldn't hear it.

Sometimes the men laughed and slammed their arms into their tables, resulting in some broken bones, but no deaths, yet. Not that they'd care if it was so. After they were done, most of their tables covered in dark red, and some of them couldn't hold their last dinner in themselves, the orcs stood up, did a wardance, then a lot of them went to rest, but some, who took their human, including Gur'dak.

He pulled her body on his stomach, the blood on her, even though she was not the one who spilled it, arousing him, as he said "You use mouth pleasure. If stop, you hurt more." he pushed her head down towards his cock, making at least her lips touch it. "Do whole night. Understand?"
 
Arriana didn't get hit that night while the Orcs ate, she was grateful after seeing how some of the other girls looked. When she was dragged off and into the tent, she heard the Orcs orders and shivered. "Yes," she said, she began to lick and bob her head up and down as much as she could on the large cock.
 
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