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Elven Toy

DomG

Supernova
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Sep 9, 2010
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The battle for the city had been over almost as soon as it started. Hell in the opinion of Murdak it could hardly be called a battle at all. The city guard had attempted to resist but it had practically been a culling as they were swiftly struck down by the horde of Orcish warriors that had broken through the gates and scaled the walls.

The attack had begun an hour before dawn, an hour before the changing of the guard which meant that those on duty were exceedingly tired after a long and tedious night on post. What more it was apparently some minor Elven holiday, which meant that the guard commander had cut the shift down to the minimum to ensure that as many of the men and women under his command would be able to enjoy the time with their families... the fools had never seen the attack coming and so swiftly had they been over run that no warning had been sent out to the other cities of the Elven lands. They would learn of the conquest soon enough but by then the Orcs would have consolidated their rule over the city, enslaved the population, and fortified their position.

Now though there were matters of the clean up, removing pockets of resistance and of course the rush to grab a suitably beautiful slave that an Orc could keep to sate their considerable needs. Though Murdak had a already well trained and broken slave back in the camp he was looking to find an elven maiden to train and break down, he could use the distraction it would provide for him.

Screams of terror suddenly filled the air and Murdak's head quickly snapped around in the direction of the screams, they had clearly been feminine and offered an immense amount of potential for him. Moving swiftly, his powerful legs pumping Murdak pushed past the Orcs that stood between him and the source of the noise, arriving on the edge of a crowd and quickly making his way to the center of it where a group of elven maidens had been assembled, unharmed as of yet but many of them with their clothing torn apart. With a wide grin on his face exposing his larger fangs Murdak glanced to the other Orcs around him, noting right away that he was the largest there, first pick would be all his though there were enough of him around that he would only be able to claim one for himself rather then taking several of them for his pleasures.

Growling at the others Murdak advanced into the center of the growing group of Orcs, moving closer to the cowering Elven women before him, looking them over with a practiced eye, looking for the new toy that he would be able to take his pleasure from. Then, seeing one hiding towards the back of the group, Murdak reached out and grabbed hold of her by her hair, dragging her forward as he looked down at her much smaller frame... curious to see how she would react before her new owner.
 
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