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An Orc's New Play Toy (Angel & Viper)

Angel216

Supernova
Joined
Jun 11, 2012
Location
USA
Bella stood in the forest, hardly breathing as her eyes were trained and focused on a deer that stood grazing in the field, just merely a hundred yards from where she stood, still and quiet, waiting for the right moment to let her arrow fly. She had a arrow notched in her bow and a quiver slung around her back as she crouched down, moving slowly as to not make a sound. She looked like an average hunter, but for one difference. She was wearing a dark green, lace dress that didn't leave her much room to train in. She had to stay in it though, because in about 15 minutes she was due back at the castle for her studies, she just wanted to hunt and practice before she had to go. She remained crouched, the dark green dress swooping and billowing out over the forest floor as her blonde, almost white curls swept down to her waist, pulled back by an light pink orchid braided into her bangs and tucked behind her ear as she remained poised.

She had always trained in secret, for as long as she could remember and so, even though she had skin the color of ivory as if she had never seen a spark of sunlight, she was toned, athletic, practiced, her body curved and twisted to create the perfect build for stealth and agility, and as well as hunting and fighting. She had rounded muscles along her narrow arms, slender fingers that now clutched at the bow. She also had, beneath the dress, slightly rounded legs that curved to form tight muscles along her calves as she tensed, seeing the deer lift its head, its ears perked up as if it had sensed her. She had piercing blue eyes, arched and high cheek bones that were accentuated with a flourishing, natural blush, and of course, a sprinkle of freckles dotting her cheeks and her nose. She also had natural dark red lips set against the pale skin of her face and slightly pointed ears, though, she was human. Her face was heartshaped, and it curved down to two D cup breasts, cradled by the lace, green dress she wore. Her chest slimmed down to a narrow belly which curved out to form two broad hips and a wide bottom, though, not disgustingly wide. Her bottom and hips narrowed down to her legs and her bare feet. She had abandoned her high heels a bit back in a clearing as they had kept getting stuck in the grassy, and mossy forest floor and that just wouldn't do.

She had been warned about going into the forest, there were several bigger creatures who could harm her and, though, she knew and, sometimes, even encountered these creatures, she loved the forest and could not stay away from it. She just wanted to be free from her blood line and her duties, little did she know that she soon would be free from that, but only to be taken in and chained to the service of an orc. She remained crouched, oblivious to the orc that watched her from behind the trees as she finally let the arrow fly and it hit it's mark, right in the chest of the deer. The deer let out a small chirrup of pain before it fell to the ground with a satisfying thump as Bella did a small fist pump, slung her bow and arrows into her quiver and jogged forward, lifting her dress as she bent down to examine the deer. Her arrow was dead on in the target and she smiled, satisfied, she seemed to be getting better each and every day.
 
Koffuto had been wandering around the forest for days now. He had been sent by his tribe to prove his manhood. He had a variety of ways to do so: hunting down a predator and bringing it back for food and as a trophy, somehow managing to conquer a village, or capture a woman to be his prisoner. Koffuto--or Koff--didn't particularly care which he managed to perform, as long as it was deemed worthy in his tribe's eyes to grant him the title of 'man'. He already looked the part. He was a tall beast, standing at 6' 7" tall with a heavily muscular build. His skin was dark green with coarse, dark hair covering his arms, legs, and chest. His hair was long, black, scraggly, and pulled into a ponytail. He had small scars from various fights he had with the other Orcs in his tribe. He has a pronounced under-bite with two large canines jutting from his full lower lip. He wore damaged leather and steel armor with wolf fur padding and loincloth. He wielded a wicked-looking, yet primitive dagger and broadsword. He went barefoot as he was accustomed to trampling through the forest floor. He had searched for so long, he was beginning to doubt that he would be fully accepted by his tribe. However, it seemed that fate was on his side.

He was about to pass a large clearing when he spotted his target. She was very beautiful and graceful in appearance. Her pale skin and blonde hair provided a sharp contrast from the dark trees and leaves in the area. Even though she wore a dress, her body was clearly built for combat, though she wasn't heavily muscled. That aside, she had a body that was also incredibly appealing. She was very well endowed and slim. His lips curled into a devious grin. He knew what he was going to do to show his manhood to his tribe. He would capture this woman and make her his prisoner. She would have to do as he wanted, and he already had a pretty good idea at what she was going to do for him. He lied in wait as she finished her hunt, slaying a deer with a bow and arrow quite skillfully. It served to excite Koff even more. Women who could fight and hunt were well appreciated in his tribe. He watched as she celebrated her kill before rushing to it and checking it.

While she was a good distance from him, he grabbed the shackles and chains from his leather pack. He held them firmly in his hands before creeping up on his prey. She was so preoccupied with the deer, she didn't seem to notice how close he was. Without warning, he lashed his muscular, right arm out to wrap around her neck, hoping to get her in a tight choke hold. He then dropped his chains and reached wrap his other arm around her tiny waist.

"Don't struggle, and this will be much easier on you, wench!" he roared as he prepared to struggle for the capture.
 
Bella had gone to check her kill, and was bending over the deer, examining it. When she was satisfied, she was about to turn around, but then she felt something, or rather someone grab her in a tight choke hold. Her eyes widened, or rather bulged as she let out a squeak of fear, trying to breath. She managed to draw in shaky breath after shaky breath, though, it was hard for her, but she had to stay conscious. She felt another arm wrap around her waist and she let out a choked, breathless whimper of fear as she immediately started struggling. He was an Orc and a rather big one at that, she yelped and struggled trying to get free, while trying to breath. Black dots danced in front of her eyes as she struggled, and she stopped, drawing in a breath to keep the unconsciousness away, or at least temporarily as she struggled and squirmed, letting out another breathless whimper that almost sounded like, "let me go." She kicked up her feet, struggling, as she tried to kick at him and she cursed herself for staying in the dress, as it restricted her movement as she tried to kick and struggle to get free.
 
Koff had to increase the strength of his grip while the girl struggled to get away from him. He felt her breathing grow ragged. He heard her whimper under as he held her firmly. He grinned cruelly as she tried to fight against him. He laughed as she kicked up her legs, flailing around and trying so hard to get away from him. He wasn't going to let this little beauty escape his grasp. Once her legs were up in the air again, Koff knelt down and pushed her onto the ground on her front. He grabbed his chains and shackles and clamped them down on her ankles. He laughed as he then shifted to straddle her hips from behind as he grabbed at her wrists.

"Stop struggling, human!" he demanded as he grabbed her by the back of her hair, his dark green skin strongly contrasted against her sun-bleached hair. He pulled lightly. "The less you struggle, the less painful this will be for you, got it?!" He then reached behind, looking over his shoulder as he grabbed a fistful of her dress then pulled it up, slowly revealing her slender, pale legs as the fabric slid upward. His nasty grin widened. "You have a nice body, woman, and now it belongs to me."
 
Bella's eyes widened as he tightened his grip and she tried to kick, losing her breath, as black dots passed before her eyes, rapidly as she coughed violently and then suddenly, he let go, instead pushing her to the ground. She gasped for breath as she shook violently from the lack of air, unconsciousness making her brain fog over, before she managed to barely shake it off. By the time she did, her hands and ankles were shackled and chained and she whimpered, still trying to squirm as she let out a scream, feeling him pull on her hair. She stopped squirming, though she trembled violently as she whimpered. She felt her dress lifting up and her heartbeat sped up as she closed her eyes, wanting the nightmare to end as she whimpered, hearing him say that it belonged to him now. She swallowed hard, opening her eyes as she realized this wasn't a nightmare. Then she let out a piercing scream, hoping to attract the people of her village.
 
Koff laughed heartily as the girl tried to squirm under his weight and chains. Even as her voice whimpered and screamed, it was quite melodic. He couldn't wait to see what her screams of pleasure sounded like. He planned to use her as his sex partner, after all, if she was his prisoner, she would have to do everything he demanded, and what better way to assert his manhood than to fulfill his task and use her body as he saw fit? However, when she screamed, Koff found himself very annoyed. He reached forward and grabbed her throat in his large, calloused hand. He squeezed hard enough to keep her from screaming, but refrained from squeezing hard enough to bruise her creamy flesh.

"Silence, woman!" he growled. "You're mine and you will not scream like that anymore. After all, I'd hate to have to kill you for making such a raucous!"

Feeling he had probably threatened her well enough, he swooped her into his arms before slinging her slender body over his shoulder. He had planned to take her right there in the forest, but her screaming caused him to think again. She would just cause him too much trouble here. He would have to just take her to his tribe. Human screams were common there, so no one would be bothered by her. He quickly began to dash in the direction of his village, holding onto her tightly as he ran, his free hand reaching up to grasp at her buttocks as they ran, grinning to himself and feeling quite proud of his prize.
 
Bella's scream cut off as she felt his hand close around her throat and she coughed, trying to scream, but nothing came out, nothing but a squeak, hoarse and quiet. She swallowed hard, and then she heard his words and her eyes widened, she didn't want to die, but she didn't want to be his either. She didn't want to belong to this Orc, she wanted to just go home, or to wake up, finding herself safe in her bed. She knew that neither would happen and she bit her bottom lip as she squirmed and nodded slowly. Her eyes still wide.

Then she felt him swoop her up and toss her over his shoulders as if she were nothing but a rag doll and she knew if she screamed, he might kill her. She whimpered as he begin to run in a way different direction than her own home and she squeezed her eyes shut, suddenly feeling nauseous as she was swayed, seeing nothing but the ground, upside down. She jolted as she felt him grasping at her buttocks and her eyes snapped open as she tried to swat at his hands, though, she knew it to be useless, she still tried as she whimpered and squirmed, trying to get away, with a feeble hope that she might. She then got an idea and balled her hands into fists, as she started banging them against his back as they ran.
 
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