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Behind Enemy Lines (Exodus x Azn Twink)

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Exodus

Super-Earth
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Sep 3, 2009
The horizon bled red with the descent of the sun. It had been a long day in Arathi Basin, and Eeviee was just excited for the day to be over. Before too long the Alliance would reclaim Arathi Basin from the enemy and the Horde would be banished from the lands - for awhile, at least.

Sighing, the Night Elf priest took one last glance towards either end of the valley, seeing no enemies coming her way, and decided to take a short break in the shade just at the mouth of the cave. The others had gone on to secure the Blacksmith, leaving her to defend the Mine on her own. It was not an ideal situation, but reinforcements were needed badly, and it seemed most of the Horde attackers were headed there anyways. She was not a shadow priest, just a young healer, but she did alright when it came to defending herself.

Smoothing the flowing robes she wore down over her round hips, Eeviee shook her long, silvery hair from out of her brilliant eyes and gazed up at the sky. Soon, the battle would end, and she would be heading back to Darnassus to celebrate her victory with her friends. The floral tattoo pattern that was painted on her face creased as she smiled, taking a deep breath while thinking of her beloved home.
 
Watching with his dark hues, a fairly large, green-skinned Orc stood there as his allies charged across the bridge towards the blacksmith. It was obvious to him that it was futile to try to take the blacksmith, as it seemed to him that the Alliance had gotten a large amount of reinforcements. They were already losing soldiers and land quickly, and attacking where the Alliance was strongest was such a foolish idea. He mounted his black wolf and moved away from all the commotion to scout the other areas. The first one he came to, however, were the mines, and from what he could see, there was just a measly Night Elf in robes. The she-elf didn't have the looks of a fighter, so he grinned as he rode off the path and into the tall grass before dismounting. Even should she not be able to put up a fight against him, she could still call for reinforcements at an instant, so he had to silence her quickly.

Drog was a Warrior, and he was clad in heavy plate armor as he made his way as silently as possible in a way that her line of sight couldn't detect him. With his weapon hung on his back, he soon made it to where there was nothing to hide his bulky form. Drog quickly charged, not even bothering to bring his weapon out, and used his momentum and speed to basically tackle the small priest to the ground. Not even taking the time to think, he grabbed her petite and slender body and pulled her to him, using his other hand to place over her mouth as he brought her into the mine, where no one could see or hear her. He ignored what resistance she gave until he was fairly deep in the mines, which he then tossed her up against a wall in a dead end. Grinning, the Orc moved a hand to his weapon, tempted to draw it on the defenseless night elf, but what stopped him was how she looked in the mine's light. Drog had always cut down those in his way, never taking the time to really look at them, but the Night Elf seemed to have some...attractiveness to her. Loosening his hold on the weapon, he slowly approached her, trying to recall the language that all of the Alliance could speak. Common? "Night Elf... What sort of foolish strategic move is it to leave a defenseless little she-elf alone?" He spoke in low and growling voice, lifting his free hand to her chin, as if examining her, "From the looks of it, you're a priest? Don't even bother putting up a fight... It'll only end you quicker, and you want to say a few last words, don't you?" Even though he was threatening her with death, his Orc mind was in the works. The Horde was losing, it was clear, and he would soon have to retreat to gather troops, but in the meantime, he was alone with this Night Elf. It was pointless to claim the mines to only be overtaken by a mob of Alliance, so it would be more logical to just let them think they have it while he...had some "fun" with this Night Elf. It would be disgraceful to the Alliance, and it would relieve some of that stress Drog had built up in a while. Just looking at her gave him a semi-erect member, and that already was almost the size of a human.
 
Eeviee could hear the trumpets in the distance and smiled, knowing the Alliance was making headway and the battle would be over soon. The sun was warm, the evening was still, and the sound of battle was already beginning to fade. Distracted, shamefully, the inexperienced young priest did not notice the approach of the warrior until it was too late, her long ears twitching a bit when she heard his arm clanking just behind her.

The sheer weight of him was enough to knock her off her feet quite easily, and she fell to the ground with a small cry of pain and surprise. Her bright eyes had barely had the chance to blink the dust from her vision before a large, green hand was clamped securely across her lips. She screamed into his palm, finally catching up with what was happening, realizing he was an enemy and she needed to fight. He had caught her off guard though, and he was so much stronger, so much bigger, with all the fight she had in her, kicking and thrashing hard enough that her long skirts were flaring up around her legs, but she was as easy to carry away as a small child.

The breath was knocked from the elf as she was thrown back against the stone wall, a sharp gasp escaping her, a rush of colour flooding her lilac-coloured features. Her reflexes shaky, she clumsily retrieved her wand from her belt, a thick, long little twig that sparked with holy energy. She wouldn't be able to do much damage against all that armor, but what else could she do? He was too close to chance trying to cast a shadow spell. "What does it matter, orc?" She spat back at him, smiling wryly. She could hear the trumpets from here. "The Alliance is about to be victorious, whether you take the mine from me or not! You've lost!"

A triumphant smile flashed across her pretty face, and she laughed a bit shakily, still keeping her wand trained on him. "Why don't you run home before the rest of my men get here?"
 
Drog could only smile as she tried to act brave in front of him. That twig in her hand didn't frighten him at all. In fact, it made him chuckle as he saw how ridiculous it made her look, holding up such a small stick towards a fully armored Orc. "Oh? Do not think that I am so foolish that I would believe the Horde can take this battle. I know that it's impossible for us to turn the tides, so my goal isn't to take this pathetic mine from you, Night Elf. In fact, you would be dead by now had I truly wanted to claim this place," The Orc stated, lowering his hand from his weapon as he moved forwards just slightly, grinning with a confident look on his face. "I'm far from losing, puny Night Elf, as I've already won. My prize is standing before me..." His words were low as he suddenly swung his hand out, smacking the useless twig out of her hand as he used his other hand to force her shoulder to the wall behind her. "Had you been more aware or had requested one to stay behind with you, perhaps your fate could have turned out differently?" Drog grumbled, laughing at her predicament.

"I have never truly set my eyes upon a Night Elf woman before, so I will take that chance now. You truly intrigue me, she-elf, as I've always thought you Alliance to be nothing but fools, and I've never thought of you as a woman before," Drog continued, the hand on her shoulder taking a hold of her robe and pulling at it roughly, tearing it somewhat already to reveal what was beneath it on that side of her upper body. "Tell me, are you frightened, little Night Elf? I want to see that fear within your eyes, as that would be another victory towards me. It is you who has lost, and you are about to lose much more..." He whispered, eager to take off at least his lower half of armor to reveal to this Night Elf what was to come. Drog wanted to hear and see her reaction once she realized that the Horde's bodies were much different than the Alliance's. Especially an Orc's.
 
At first she was confused, and her glowing eyes narrowed in the dark as she weighed what he was saying. The defeat of the horde was undeniable for some time, all hope had been lost some time ago, it was just that the battle was lingering on. Why would this orc waste his time coming down here if not to claim the mine?

As the brute stepped into the light the elf noticed the quirk in his smile, the light in his eyes. She felt the hair on the back of her neck prickle, and she thrusted her wand further towards him in warning. "I am no prize of yours, orc." She snapped back, this time in orcish, though her accent was thick and clumsy. She blushed as he moved forward, insulting her novice defenses, while grinning down at her in a lewd fashion. She clenched her teeth, and drew back her wand to fire on him, but had the stick smacked out of her hand as quickly as he had her pinned to the wall directly after.

Even being as tall as she was, the orc towered above her, his large eyes leering and fangs glinting in the light of the cave. Heat rolled off his magnificent body, and his armor nearly blocked everything from sight around her. He was taking up her entire world. "Get your hands off me!" Eeviee snapped, and reached up with her free hand to push against his breastplate, just before he tore into her robes. She yelped in shock and embarrassment and recoiled from his touch, her right breast nearly being fully exposed as the front of her robes were split down from the shoulder seam.
 
Drog admired what he could see from his small tear, already impressed with her breast size. The sound the Night Elf gave off when he had torn into her robe had surprised him, but not in a negative way. It turned him on. His breathing grew ragged and gruff as he lowered the hand from her shoulder to that very breast that was almost revealed, directly fondling it partially bare and partially through the robe. Should he play with her roughly enough, the rest should come off easily was his thinking. Seeing how she had recoiled and shrank away from him, he used his other hand to slide behind her and pull her up and against his cold armor, wishing that he could feel her warmth against his hard and muscular body. It was then that his breath could reach her face, and that wasn't all that she could smell or even taste, as he pulled her up even further, while still playing with her breast, and pushed his rough lips against hers. It was a sloppy kiss, but a very needy and lustful one, a sure clue that what was coming to her wasn't going to be gentle or "nice."

His hand that held her to him had lowered to her ass, groping her slender hips and soft ass cheek at the same time, finding that the robe was getting annoying because of it's interference. The tear at her shoulder had grown larger, however, as his fondling of her breast had grown much more rough, finally finding it's way to her complete and bare right breast, his rough fingers rolling against that magnificently soft mound. "Such a fine body, little Night Elf, and your lips taste so pure. Tell me, do you put this body to use for the Alliance?" He growled as he pulled away from her lips, not being able to imagine those puny Humans and Night Elves having sex with this fine specimen. It had been so long since he had sex, and he was eager to relieve himself of that all on this young Priest. As Drog's lust grew for the she-elf, so did his heat, and what was being blocked in between his thighs would soon be revealed as he allowed his hand on her breast to make the tear larger and larger till it tore right down to her waistline, making it fairly easy to reveal her upper half, but that wasn't the important half, at least, not at the time. He wanted to access her lower area, to violate her and show her the size of the "pride" of the Orcs. Drog was certain she'd be surprised. His gaze always had some sort of lewdness behind them now. "How long has it been since you've fucked Night Elf?" Drog asked, still speaking in Common, remembering how she had spoken Orcish in such an accent that it was almost not understandable, yet, at the same time, the fact that she knew even a small amount of Orcish turned him on. She could easily become a wife by cooking and allowing herself to be taken anywhere, as she didn't have to know much Orcish, unlike the female warriors. This she-elf didn't seem to have any real training, so it wouldn't be hard to strip away what training she's had and train her like she should have been with a body like hers. "Tell me, and tell me who and what race he was. I want you to compare me to him," He finished, demanding her to tell him who her last partner was.
 
His large hand enveloped her breast completely, and she couldn't help but react to the warmth of his hand against her exposed and unexposed curves. She shivered, and tried to draw back, but his other arm wrapped around her securely, pulling her towards him until her busy was pressed flush against him. His arm was cold, and she shivered, her skin tensing and nipples hardening from the shock of the cool metal, even against his hand. Increasingly sensitive, the elf whimpered in dismay, squeezing her eyes shut as she pushed with all her strength against his breastplate, though she might as well have been trying to move a mountain. Her small cries of dismay became angry, fearful, and she writhed in his embrace, stilled only by his forced and sloppy kiss. She moaned in distate into his mouth, exposing her soft tongue for just a moment, and she shivered as he gripped her tighter, letting his hand slide down to her round ass.

"Unhand me, horde scum!" She demanded, and continued to struggle against him, though she was only helping to shred her robes. Once the top most part of her robes had been destroyed, she abandoned her attempt to push him away and instead folded her arms protectively over her exposed breasts, heat rushing to her face. "You disgust me." She spat hatefully, keeping her arms crossed tight, ignoring his questions as to just how she was of 'use' to the Alliance. She had her pride, and was not about to sacrifice it. She could feel the heat rolling off his body, his excitement increasing as she struggled and insulted him, able to hold her easily, while pressing his huge body further against hers. His last question, that crude wondering of just when she had last been wth a man had thrown her off guard, and she felt herself light up in embarrassment, her mouth dropping open in shock. "T-that is none of your business you disgusting, horrible brute!" She screamed at him, and abandoning her need to cover her breasts began to beat and pound on the hard metal armor desperately, trying so hard to wriggle under his arm and get away. She hated being so exposed, so vulnerable. What shadow spells she did know would barely be enough to stun the orc at this range, and that was only if she was able to fire it off in time. What else could she do?

"Help!" She screamed, her musical voice echoing off the walls, bouncing down the corriodr and hopefully being carried out into the open. Eventually, somebody would come for her. They would hear her.
 
Drog was amused by her futile resistance, and the way she reacted to him seemed to make her that much more attractive. As she beat on his armor, him not at all fazed, he took his time to admire her full and plump breasts, but he ended his gaze quickly as he heard her scream for help. "Wench!" He growled, tossing her onto the ground on her ass, moving over her so she couldn't move past him or even get up because of the hand that rested on her head, gripping that silky hair of hers. "Do you think someone will come to your rescue? Someone clad in armor and bathed in the holy light? Think again, she-elf, as this disgusting, horrible brute will be all that you need to worry about," He continued, using his free hand to slowly unhook his armor, letting it crash to the floor, making sure it didn't fall of the fragile priestess. Drog stretched his arm a bit as he had much more mobility now, and even without his armor, he was this huge mass, and plenty of him was of muscle through long and weary battles. He remembered how her soft tongue had been exposed for just a moment, but he had already grown addicted to how pleasant this woman was. Releasing her hair, he lowered that hand to run his thumb over her soft and supple lips before shoving his index finger, which was still fairly large, into her mouth, forcing past her teeth to press against her tongue. After a long day's battle, he had sweated plenty, and he wanted this Night Elf to know what a real warrior's body tasted like. What it felt like.

Drog, once again, used his other hand to slowly undo his plate legs, keeping the slender elf silenced, and stepped out of his boots in the end. He was undressing right in front of her, and he hoped to see her surprised reactions as she could run over his Orc body. He pushed aside his discarded armor and footwear to the side so he had room, and he grinned down at her as he pulled his finger out of her mouth. "Like what you see, Night Elf?" Drog grumbled, all but a loincloth attempting to cover what was underneath, yet it could not hold back the monstrous cock beneath, as it only being semi-erect had already pushed past the loincloth and raised juts slightly in front of the Night Elf's face. It was a vulgar piece of meat, not really similar to humans or elves, but it was most certainly bigger. His was a mammoth cock that plenty praised, yet he had not much use of it during battle, until now, at least. Drog lowered himself and lifted the woman to her feet before lowering his hands again to her hips, grabbing what was left of her robe and tearing it away from her, leaving whatever she wore underneath it for him to see. "Scream again and I'll be sure to make it quite painful for you, Night Elf. Cooperate and I'll be sure to make it quite...pleasurable. You know you wish for my dirty and crude cock to be pushed inside of you, as I'm sure the last partner you had can not compare..." He mumbled, one hand resting on her curvaceous hip as the other rested on her waist, holding her tightly as he was slowly pushing himself more and more onto her, making her sandwiched between the walls and his large, muscular body.
 
The startled elf screamed again as she was thrown to the ground, the rough movement enough to tear her skirt a little, though not enough to reveal much. By the time she had caughter her breath, winded from the fall, he was already looming over her, blocking out the view of the cave and only exit entirely with his large frame. The elf swallowed nervously, having seen the first real show of aggression from the orc since he had dragged her back here. He was even stronger than he looked, and that presented a problem for the cloth-wearing priest. She winced, staring up at him as he tugged her face closer by the roots of her hair and glared at his insinuation that he would be the only thing she would ber able to think about in due time. She had been about to respond, say something brave and angry again, but his large fingers had abandoned her hair and were now tracing the delicate curves in her face, running over her smooth lips. She shuddered when he forced his finger into her mouth, his thick digit being enough to keep her quiet. If his fingers were this big, she realized with a shudder, then he must...

She bit down on his finger when he began to undress, but with his thick skin she was unsure if she had even hurt him. He skillfully shed his armor singlehandedly, tossing it to the ground unceremoniously, the heavy mewtal clanking loudly as it crashed to the ground. Seeing him cast aside his massive pauldrons, she cringed out of the way, sure that the weight of one of those would break her clean in two if shr got in the way. She squeezed her eyes shut as he continued to undress, though she couldn't help but peek when he pulled his finger from her mouth, asking her if she liked what she saw. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of him, his large muscular body in no way diminished by the loss of his armor, with thick corded muscles bulging everywhere she looked. Swallowing deeply, her eyes slid downwards, over his strong chest and stomach, down to the waistband of a simple loin cloth.

She cried out in fright when she saw him, only semi-erect and already bigger than any man she had been with. His cock looked strange, a little different than a human or a night elf, ribbed with thick veins and already beaded with precum. If it were not for the strength of her embarrassment she would have turned sheet white, thinking about what he planned to do with her. She was silent when he reached down to drag her to her feet, literally shaking in fear, only flinching when he tore the rest of her robes from her body. She wore simple panties that barely covered the mound of her curiously damp pussy and her round ass. She shrank back from him, unable to take her eyes off his huge cock, shaking her head a little from side to side.

"Please..." She breathed in a whisper, finally tearing her eyes away from his length to catch his gaze. There was genuine fear and concern in her eyes, but something else. A spark of primal desire, perhaps? "You're too... I can't..."
 
The Orc let out a lustful growl that echoed somewhat in the mines as he gazed down at the slender elf girl. Her reaction was exactly what he wanted to see, to see the reflection of his huge cock in her pure eyes. Drog laughed a bit as he heard her whisper, her plead, almost ignoring it completely as his eyes ran over her almost bare body, knowing that he had visited that spot where her panties barely covered any of her delicious goods. His cock pulsed and twitched visibly, growing a bit larger as he was approaching his full size, getting more and more and turned on as he continued to take in her splendid body and her musical voice. As his own gaze met hers, he licked his lips with his rough tongue, adoring what he saw deep within her eyes. Fear and concern were obvious, but what was in the very back was what made him even more interested in her. "I'm too what, Night Elf? Big? As I expected. Don't be afraid... All the women I've fucked have never been broken...completely, at least, but then again, they weren't of the Alliance. Perhaps women like you are so deprived of a real man's cock that you truly will break underneath me?" Drog continued in his low voice, pressing his muscular frame against hers, the hand on her hip slowly pulling her panties away from her body till it snapped and came completely off. The bulbous head of his thick mammoth cock pressed eagerly against her pussy without hesitation, smearing his precum against her slit, and Drog gave a low grumble of a moan as he pushed her even more roughly against the wall as he tried to get more of her against his hot flesh.

His hand drew away from her waist and yanked the useless loincloth off and tossed it to the side with her panties as he finally had the two of them completely bare, pressed against each other. "It's too late to resist, puny she-elf. However, I want to continue to hear your melodic voice as I ravage you with my hefty and fat cock," He whispered, moving both hands down to grab her soft and slender thighs, lifting them so all that was holding her up was the fact that she was stuck in between the massive Orc body and the wall. This spread her automatically for him, and he prodded her entrance yet again with his massive cock. He hooked her legs around his waist, not caring if she cooperated in that sense at all, and moved his hands back to her warm and delicate body, roughly grabbing her breasts as his heat emanated from his body to hers, their sweat creating a friction between the two bodies. With the buxom Night Elf all set, in his eyes at least, he slowly penetrated her with the bulbous head, which was a challenge in itself, and started to slowly inch inside of her, wanting to make sure she felt every inch of length and thickness of his cock, to make her remember this dreaded day. "Oh! Are all Night Elves this tight?! Such...a splendid feeling," Drog growled, pinching her nipples as he continued inside of her, filling her up more than she had ever been before.
 
Too what? Big? As I expected.
The orc seemed to be enjoying her discomfort, excited by the idea of driving his huge cock into her too-small elven pussy. Whereas orcs were built for power, size, and strength, Elves - especially the females - were lithe and agile, and would be non-accomodating to the girth of him, let alone the length. She swallowed, noticing his cock twitching, growing even larger. His attempt to reassure her was weak and cruel, and she shivered while thinking she would be the first of her kind to be put through this. Of course the orc and troll women could handle this brute, but she was much more delicate. What if she did break. She closed her eyes, imagining the intense feeling of what it would be like to have him wholly inside her, and shuddered. It was terrifying, and yet, it made her feel warm all over.

She moaned, half in anticipation half in dismay, when he finally reached down to rid himself of the loin cloth, exposing his impressive cock fully. The length was bad enough, but it just seemed to be growing thicker an thicker. Too transfixed to fight, she yelped as he tugged her panties, snapping them off and tossing them aside. It was done. He had her pinned to a wall, his huge arms preventing any escape, and that terrifying cock was already dripping, erect and waiting to be enveloped by her creamy thighs. He was right, it was too late to resist. She shook her head and backed up a bit more, wishing she could just meld into the rock and get away from him, but the stone was unforgiving. "Oh Elune save me! oh please, don't do this." Eeviee whimpered when he reached down, his powerful hands enveloping her thighs, lifting and spreading her easily. She was so embarrassed, and the force of his stare excited her and frightened her. He moved forward, the slick head of his cock now massaging her moist folds. She could feel his precum mixing with her own feminine juices and looked away from him, horrified by the betrayal of her body. She didn't want this, but each time his bulging head brushed over her small entrance she felt her heart skip a beat.

She closed her eyes as he shifted forward, slowly, almost gently, pressing his cock against her tiny passage. At first she didn't think he would be able to penetrate her, it just seemed to big, but before too long her eager pussy relaxed against the invasion, letting the thick head of his cock slide into her tight passage. The poor elf through her head back and moaned, the mixed pain and pleasure overriding her senses. It seemed that the orc was surprised by the feeling as well, as he clutched at her breasts, rolling her nipples roughly between his fingertips, while continuing to slide slowly deeper and deeper. "Ooh, oh, take it out!" She pleaded, panting, her eyes rolling back. "I c-c-caaaan't!"
 
Drog panted as he could feel her soft walls clenching so tightly around his thickness, making his cock twitch that much more. Having come to his full length and size now, especially after hearing her sweet moans, he busied himself with roughly playing with the elf's breasts as he continued to shove inch after inch of his crude and dirty cock inside of her. "Elune can't save you now. In fact, Elune has abandoned you, leaving you in my care..." He growled, finding himself releasing a loud moan as he felt himself so close to having his entire length inside of her. He leaned in and attacked her neck with his lips, having enjoyed enough of that dirty look at the slutty elf's face, and he quickly took in the taste of her warm and succulent flesh as he finally hit bottom. Drog had hilted inside of the poor Night Elf, and with his mammoth cock, he was sure she would think it had gone deep enough to even have penetrated her womb. With his huge cock buried inside of her tiny passage, he set his hips and legs, knowing that he'd have to be forceful to pull his thickness out and then force it back in. He allowed her one moment, however, to try and adjust to his size, but he doubted she could do it so quickly after stretching her walls so quickly and greatly. "Poor Night Elf... Take it out? No, I will continue to ravage you with my big cock until you scream for it. I will ravage you until there's nothing left but that need to be filled with my dirty cock and my thick and fertile seed..." Drog growled, rolling her stiff nipples in between this thumb and index finger as his others just dug into her plump and round breasts.

At that moment, he took a breath before lifting his face to hers, forcing his mouth onto her open one, from all the moaning, pleading, and panting, and gazed into her eyes, wanting to see how she felt as she released her sounds into his own mouth. His tongue darted in and attacked her own tongue, letting her feel how slimy and rough this Orc's tongue was as it slithered over her delicate one. Drog truly enjoyed this Night Elf, as she was much easier to dominate, and never had he had someone so tight before. Feeling that need for friction hit it's limit, he suddenly pulled his cock out quickly and suddenly, pulling along her pussy walls because of how much she was clenching around him, but right as his head was stuck at her entrance, he suddenly rammed his enormous and veiny cock back inside of her, causing her their bodies to grind against each other, adoring the naughty squelching sound it made as their regions met. With that, he never stopped that process, as he pulled out and forced it back in her, whether her pussy was willing to accept it or not. Pounding away at her tiny pussy, he gave rough moans into the Night Elf's mouth, adoring the feeling of her slender and soft body emanate heat and sweat that mixed with the massive Orc's body. Pulling his lips away for just a moment as he continued to fuck her, never letting her body rest, he growled with a toothy grin, "Such a slutty elf you are... Your walls are always tightening around my cock in need, and I can barely pull out as it wants me to stay inside of you. How does it feel, Night Elf? Being fucked by the enemy? Being shown how weak your Alliance is and how we are clearly the dominant species?"
 
The pressure within her was fantastic, painful and yet strangely pleasurable at the same time. The young elf could only pant and gasp as the orc continued to shove himself up inside of her, surprising her each time he was able to push forward even a little bit. Her pussy was throbbing, the instrusion stretching and filling her completely, until he had finally sank to the deepest part of her, earning a low, primal moan from the helpless priest. Her normally sharp, bright eyes had become hazy, and at the corner sof her lips was a slight glisten of salivia, her mouth watering. She seemed almost delirious when she met his gaze, and slumped against him for the moment as he leaned in to kiss and bite at her neck, his alrge fangs scraping her sensitive skin. She whimpered a mewled, her hips shivering as her body attempted to adjust to the size of him, making her feel almost as if he were vibrating inside of her. There was no time to adjust, but she had become very wet. "Please..."

The sound of his voice, still rough and powerful, was incredibly sexy now that she could hear him straining to keep himself in check, slowing himself down just for her comfort. She could feel how badly he wanted it, and she almost felt grateful for the moment of patience and submitted to his mouth easily, her heaving breasts arched against the palms of his hands. She moaned when she felt his thick, rough tongue invade her soft mouth, and began to fight back a little bit again, turning her head away. However, every movement she made made her feel him stuck inside her, and she was soon panting and moaning helplessly in his arms. She felt like she was squeezing him, didn't it hurt? Before she could ask, he had begun to pull out of her tight passage, her hungry pussy resisiting and attempting to draw her back in. She gasped, breathless when the swollen head was all that was left invading her, thinking it might be done...

Sujddenly, he had sheathed himself inside of her. The force of his thrust and caused her to bounce upwards and grind against his hips, a scream of shock and pleasure escaping her lips. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes, and she moaned helplessly into his mouth, each scream being absorbed and hidden from the outside. The Alliance would have won by now, and people would be looking for her, but she was prone, pinned to the wall by his delicious cock, and screaming for pleasure rather than help. "Ohhh... Mmmmm."
 
The Orc pretty much ate up the sweet moans she gave up to him as he skewered her continuously with his giant cock. His hips never seemed to stop. In fact, he seemed to go faster as he saw the dirty face she had as she was ran through by his cock, capturing her in another rough and sloppy kiss, using his tongue to get hers involved, as she moaned in such a delirious way. Drog adored the way this sexy little elf felt as their bodies ground against each other, feeling her breasts bounce into his palms each time he hilted inside of her. He removed his hands from her breasts, leaving them to bounce due to their rough sex, and moved his hands to her own. Grabbing her hands with his large ones, he moved them to his chest, wanting to feel her delicate hands on him, before slowly moving his hands down her curvaceous sides and stopping at her slender legs. The Orc wrapped them around his waist, wanting to see if she would tighten her hold on him as he would bring her to multiple climaxes before he was done with her with his first load. He then slid his hands up her soft and smooth legs before clutching her hips in a primal way, pulling her to him as he thrust forwards into her, making their fucking that much faster. His own low groans of pleasure were released into her sweet and warm mouth, which contrasted his own, as his slimy tongue drew hers out to play.

"Perhaps I shouldn't hold back? You are a Priest after all... You could always heal your own wounds should I harm you, right?" Drog growled in between their sloppy kisses for intakes of air. His left hand scooted further than her hip and grasped her round ass, squeezing her roughly there as his fingers dug into her flesh while his middle finger found her puckered ass hole and rubbed it for a bit. He wanted to make her feel completely overwhelmed by what he was doing to her, whether she liked it or not, and he would do so by making sure she was completely used up before he was done. He suddenly shoved that middle finger inside of her tight anal passage, only shoving up to his knuckle inside of her, yet he could feel how tight it was as he felt her hungry pussy walls tighten around his member while he forced it inside of her. While dealing with her physical "torture," he knew he had to break down her mentality as well while she was physically weak, not wanting her to return with such a stubborn attitude like before afterwards. "Do you have a husband, Night Elf?" He asked, panting as they swapped saliva, knowing that their own mixed saliva was messily dripping down from their chins and onto their grinding bodies. The scent of their hard fucking was in the air, and it turned him on to smell his mate at the time was such a pleasant smelling one that mixed with his own musky Orc scent. "I would love to see your past mates see you now as I draw that slutty face of yours out with each thrust of mine, a face that has never been revealed to anyone before but me..."
 
The poor elf was drowning in the intensity of this feeling, her entire body being jerked with every rough thrust he made into her tight passage. She was sure, at any moment, she would be broken plain in half, the pulsating of his heartbeat against her tender pussy walls seeming to echoe inside her body ominously. She could feel every part of him inside her, and it was painfully amazing. Her tears began to mix with a strand of drool at the corner of her mouth and she groaned heavily when one more of hsi rapid thrusts filled her up again. Her breasts, now abandoned, swund and boucned with the force of his thrusts, giving her a very lewd appearance. As he reached down, sliding his hands down around her bare ass, she began to cry and moan even louder as he slowly lifted her legs around him. The shift in angle was dramatic, and before he had even lifted her completely she had locked her legs around his waist, her pussy milking his thick cock desperately as she came apart, her body betraying her feelings as she screamed and moaned willingly into his mouth, her small, delicate fingers scratching at his bare chest while her hips bucked desperately against his. "Ah, Oh, I'm coming!" She screamed, her small voice trembling with teh force of her orgasm as it hit her. She grabbed at his strong shoulders and tucked her head beneath his chin, continuing to scream into his chest in a rapid, breathy voice "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm comiing~!..."

She might have passed out had that been it, but he just kept going, laughing at her, fucking her with no compassion, while smothering her face in wet kisses. Her whole body shivered, and she clung weakly to him, bouncing up and down on his cock helplessly while her throbbing pussy continued to milk his length within her. She felt his fingers wander and gasped feeling the tip of one large finger begin to probe at her ass, something that was foreign to her. She yelped tiredly, embarrassed, and bucked her hips forward against his once he forced the digit inside. The elf moaned, the pain striking and arousal swiftly returning, the wetness form her pussy leaking and dripping, giving him another lubrication to finger-fuck her ass as much as he liked. "Oooooh!" She whined, tossing her head back and shivering all over from the second intrusion. It was almost as if she were being doubel-penetrated!

Talk of her past lovers was embarrassing, and while she did not have a husband she did have a boyfriend of sorts back at home. He was a kind elf, with long hair and strong build - he was a warrior, just like this orc. She had thought he had been the most magnificent lover when they ahd first lain together, but realized now that he was nothing compared to what she was getting now. Still, she pictured his face and blushed hard, shaking her head and moaning in embarrassment.
 
Drog continued to let his eyes be drawn down to the sight of her breasts bouncing violently to his thrusts inside of her, adoring how sexy it looked for the Night Elf. Plunging his cock inside of her non-stop, he grinned as he held her to him while she screamed and trembled against him, allowing her to push against him as she climaxed, adoring the way she acted when she had hit her peak. Had she truly been resistant, she should have known by now that the little things this she-elf did turned him on that much more, his cock throbbing in need as she had finished her climax while he continued to fuck her throughout the ordeal. The slight scratching she gave him while she bucked her hips in hungry had done little to nothing, as he rather enjoyed feeling her force herself against him, but he grew a bit rougher as she locked those long and slender legs of hers around his waist, making sure he wouldn't leave till she collapsed, basically. Like he would leave for anything less. He chuckled as her pussy continued to tighten even more, as if begging to be overflowed by his semen, but he held on to his own climax, wanting to bring forth another great climax inside of the elf before he'd allow her to be filled with his hot and fertile seed. The way she reacted to his digit being slid into her ass made him grin, adoring the sounds of her whine as he saw that she rather enjoyed it. Was she really that slutty?

His pace never slowed or ceased as he watched her stay silent for a few moments after he had asked her about her past lovers, but he only laughed as she shook her head with moans of embarrassment. Drog didn't want to dig too deep while he was fucking her, as he could force answers out of her later to use against her to have her scream something indecent. Perhaps he should even hunt down whoever cared for her the most and show them how much she adored his enormous cock? At that time, he plunged a second and third finger simultaneously inside of her asshole, pushing deeper and deeper till it was impossible for him to shove any more of his those larger fingers inside of her, wanting to make sure she felt like she had a cock inside of her ass, as his fingers most likely were already bigger than most cocks. "You release such slutty moans, Night Elf... Do you love my Orc's cock so much?" He growled lustfully, licking her chin before returning to her lips for a sloppy kiss, knowing that he was just about there. Before that, however, he made sure to output all of his strength and energy to put a burst in speed and roughness, causing the sounds of their sex to echo as his thrusts made her hips go back slightly, which allowed his fingers to dig inside of her. It really was like a double-penetration. "Scream for me, Elf, as you...will be filled with your enemy's disgusting, thick seed..." Drog growled, pummeling her pussy a while more as he imagined at that time of having this Night Elf bearing his children for him. His thoughts disappeared as he hilted inside of her, pushing his entire length inside of her and stopping suddenly as it twitched violently before he climaxed. His jets of cum filled her womb almost instantly before it started to completely overflow her love passage, causing globs of his semen to leak out of her pussy. In the meantime, he panted as his release lasted a good deal longer than most, making sure she felt each pulse in her pussy as load after load was released, until he was finally done, his fingers still pushing into her ass to make sure she would stay tight around him until he was completely milked. "Don't you wish you were on the Horde's side...?" Drog asked, kissing and licking the Elf's lips as he stayed inside of her, feeling a puddle be created at his feet of their dirty fuck.
 
One finger had been more than enough, but as he added a second and third he had the night elf priest quickly regaining her stamina. She couldn't help but buck her hips, the mixed pain and pleasure of having her nether region so full enough to distract her from her situation as her as and pussy clenched around his invasion. She was losing her mind from pleasure of it, and was swiftly becoming addicted to the feeling of his cock impossibly filling her pussy completely. Each tim eh thrusted inwards, she was sure he would run out of room, but somehow she was able to accomodate him - barely. "Ohhh, I'm dying..." She breath, grinding her hips helplessly against his thick cock and jutting fingers, her pussy beginning to throb all over again. "It's... Too much, orc... Plee-ease..." God, a few more quick thrusts like that and she knew she'd be his all over again. "Please... M-mercy!"

His thrusts became faster, harder, and her ass throbbed from the fullness of his fingers. She had a fleeting image of having his cock in her ass and shuddered all over, even going so far as imagining another orc, one each side of her. "Oh stars, Elune... Forgive me." She sobbed, her voice becoming a bit high and hysterical as he fucked her closer and closer to her climax. The small elf sobbed, and moaned, giving him more of the slutty cries he seemed to enjoy so much while he pistoned his hips aggressively against hers. She could feel his thick cock throbbing, pulsating in warning and she shuddered. She dreaded it, but at the same time, craved the feeling of his hot, thick cum filling her womb. She wanted it to fill her completely. "Oh, ohh..." She breathed as his pace became frantic, her breasts rolling seductively as he fucked her hard up against the wall until finally she felt him thrust deeper than ever before. She couldn't help herself, she threw her arms around his thick neck and held on for dear life, her own hips beginning to spasm as his semen sprayed against her inner walls, filling her cunt and dripping audibly onto the stone below. She had screamed into the croom of his neck, this orgasm being more forceful than the first, as the feeling of his fingers in his ass drew the climax out.Tears streamed down her face, and she grinded her hips desperately against his, her body telling him exactly what she wanted - More.
 
Drog enjoyed it when she sobbed and pleaded, as it was proof that she was being dominated. As she had climaxed along with him, he grinned as her scent grew stronger as she basically threw herself around him, feeling her arms around his neck as her hips seemed to have a mind of it's own. As she finished, however, her was rather surprised to find her still grinding her hips against his in such a needy way, and a chuckle came to his lips as he could tell what this slutty elf wanted. "Oh? What's this? Are you craving for more of my cock, little Night Elf?" He growled, pulling his cock out of her despite her hip's actions, although his own body didn't want to leave such a delicious togetherness with hers. As soon as he pulled out of her with an audible pop, the excessive cum flowed out of her in streams, although he imagined her womb to be quite full of his semen, fertilizing what it could inside of her. He didn't pull too far away, however, as the Orc gave her a few more thrusts with his fingers in her ass before pulling out with it's own popping sound, moving both hands to her hips to gaze at her sweaty and dirty form. How had she looked when he had first come? That's right, she looked absolutely normal, as if nothing could affect her, but now, her hair was messy and her body was something to behold as his eyes ran over her. Sexy, and so easily fuckable.

Drog used his strength to pull her slender legs off of him, as if acting like it was all over, to torture her somewhat. He lowered her onto the floor, not wanting her to drop, and pushed her body completely away from his own. His cock, however, betrayed his teasing as it grew hard right in front of her, ready for another round. And plenty more after that. He continued, though, as his hefty form slowly moved away from hers before he suddenly flipped the buxom elf over, pushing her breasts into the mine wall as his hand rested on the middle of her back, holding her like so as he ran his eyes down her backside. God, did she have any flaws? Truly, the Alliance, at least the females, would do better to serve as their sex slaves and breeders rather than fighting against them. He doubted they would regret it, just like this Night Elf who seemed to be hungry for his cock. Drog forced her down onto her knees before pulling her legs out to make it so there was some room between her knees and hands, wanting her to support herself against the wall. He allowed his body to move against her backside, wanting her to feel that familiar warmth, as one of his large hands came around to play with her warm mounds, twisting her nipple to stimulate her body before he set his enormous cock in between the mounds of her perfectly round ass. "Unless you beg for it, I will hardly move...and I doubt you'll enjoy just having me stay inside of you without any movement..." The Orc whispered lowly into her elven ears before bringing it into his mouth, sucking on the tip of her sensitive ears as he pulled aside one of her ass cheeks with the hand not on her breast, allowing the head of his cock to wedge itself inside of her before releasing her cheek, making it that much tighter. He moved that hand underneath her to quickly grab a hold of her clit, wanting to make sure she a good deal of pleasure, although it wasn't much compared to the might of his cock running through her. Like her pussy, he slowly eased his thickness inside of her, ignoring her cries like always, but his handling of her clit and breast were rather rough, and he moaned as he sucked on her elven ears that much harder. There was nothing to block him from completely encasing his cock with her tight anal passage, and she would receive all of his semen inside of her. "Beg," Drog ordered in a rough voice, bucking his hips lightly to try and give her a tease of what would she would feel should she act like the slutty elf girl she was.
 
Eeviee moaned as he began to draw back, sobbing and clinging to him desperately, not ready to have him pull his thick, dripping cock out from her greedy pussy. She maoned, crying in embarrassment once he had finally pulled back as the cum he had pumped inside of her began to spill out of her passage, being that there was too much of it for her small womb to hold. Slowly, he set her down on the stone floor and moved back, and she leaned back against the wall with her eyes closed, breathing hard and fast and shivering all over. Lightly she reached down to touch herself, feeling how swollen her folds were thanks to the pounding of his hips against hers and winced, pulling back with her fingers coated in the thick, glistening evidence of his pleasure. It seemed thicker, somehow, than what she was familiar with. She looked up when he addressed her, obviously enjoying her wanton display and need for attention and gazed up at him dizzily, not wanting to admit that her body was not yet satisfied with all he had given her.

He was standing so still, so painfully far away - but then suddenly was ontop of her again! He spun her around and pushed her rather roughly against the stone wall, her breasts scraping against the cold rocks as he jerked her hips back, positioning her forcefully on her knees. She braced herself with her arms against the wall and slowly turned to glance over his shoulder, and was met with the site with his already recovered dick. She swallowed hard, and felt her tongue dart out to wet her kiss-swollen lips. His warning was serious, and she shivered as he reached down to spread her ass open for him, yelping in humiliation. Cum still dripped from her pussy, and her own juices had kept her incredibly moist, so when he first began to press against her tiny asshole it was not too bad. Still, this was not a natural form of intercourse, and she had no idea what to expect from his huge cock. There would be no running out of room in her ass, he would be able to drive his length so deep inside of her she would feel him pressing against her stomach. The pain was exquisite, but the slowness of it was driving her mad. She screamed, moaned in exertiona s she tried to relax and let all of him in, her whole ass shivering from the shock of his size. If he stayed still, she could hardly breathe. "Please orc..." She whispered quietly, squaring her shoulders and pressing her ass back against his cock, urging him forward. "Don't stop. I can't... I can't take it... Like that."
 
Drog stifled his own moan as he continued to inch his cock forwards into her, his hands continuing to fondle her body roughly until he had finally shoved his entire length inside of her, engulfing all of his cock down to the base. Her screams and moans pleased him as he stopped as his huge cock was buried inside of her tight anal passage, keeping still as his hand left her breasts and clit alone suddenly, as if not allowing her anything except the feeling of stillness inside of her. "That doesn't sound like begging to me... You were screaming and moaning so wildly before, so what happened to that enthusiasm? You're hungry for my fat cock, aren't you? I want to hear it directly from your lips...what exactly you want me to do, and use as descriptive of adjectives as possible," The Orc growled, torturing his new little play thing. He had meant to only fuck her once and get rid of her, as he knew it was unsafe to still be on Alliance territory, but this slut was too good. Could all Night Elf females be sated so easily? Perhaps a new tactic would need to be employed when facing the night elves, as the Orcs showed the males on the battlefield how to truly treat a woman as the Horde raped their woman, making them their own. The bulbous head of his cock truly was right underneath her stomach, prodding it as Drog still tried to push more of himself inside of her. "Had you answered my questions earlier with truth, perhaps I would not be so cruel now, so you must pay for it. Answering my questions and following my orders will allow you to gain my favor...and in turn, I'll bring you to as many ecstatic orgasms as you wish..." Drog grumbled, pushing his muscular front side against her backside, nibbling gently on the tip of her elven ears. "Now...truly beg for what you want. To be rewarded, you must lower yourself to begging and indecency, but it's all worth it. After all, you get to have my fat cock pumping into you with wild abandon, and you know how good that feels..." He finally finished, chuckling as his hands ran down her slender frame teasingly. Drog knew it was cruel to keep an eager little whore like her waiting, but it was all to make her know that there was little room for her to do anything but follow orders and answer his questions. Still, it was hard for him to hold, straining to keep himself from pistoning his hips into her, to fill her completely up with his thick globs of semen, which was far more fertile than a human's.
 
He had filled her entirely, she was sure of it. Kneeling behind her, the orc had every bit of control, preventing her from shifting at all with his large hand pressed against the small of her back, forcing her to dwell on the stillness he was punishing her with. Her clit throbbed when he pulled back, refusing to touch or pleasure her at all until she had given in to him completely. Damn him, she thought, damn him to Hell. He was mocking her, throwing her previous passionate abandon in her face, taunting her with how quickly she had lost complete control of herself. She had been loud and eager, wanton and desperate once he had filled her completely. His unreal size had shocked her system, and she had lost herself somehow. She wanted very much to steel herself against that behaviour, but the stillness of his throbbing cock buried deep in her ass was excrutiatingly unfair. She had loved the feeling of him filling her warm, wet pussy, but this was different. She felt vulnerable, knowing that no matter how deep he thrusted he would not run out of room, that he had free license to fuck her ass any way he wanted to without worry.

That is, if he decided to move.

She could tell by looking at him that it was hard for him to keep still as well, but waiting him out was not working. As each second passed she felt more and more heat building inside her, her pussy aching and her clit throbbing, wanting the friction he had been offering before. "Please, orc..." she began quietly, her voice meek but tight with a desperate tone. "I can't stand it... You are driving me mad, being so still... I need you to... Oh please, please-" those shy words became more bold as she trembled on the end of his cock, her body tense in anticipation. "Please, please let me have it... Have mercy... I can't help myself..." Would that be enough? As much as she hated it, every word was the truth. She could not help herself, and in truth she was not sure what she would do if for some reason he stopped and left her alone like this. The throbbing heat that was tightening her lonely pussy and sweet, trembling ass suggested that she could not handle the loss. She needed this now, needed it as badly as she needed air to breathe. Once he had forced his length inside of her, she was too far gone for decency or remorse. "Please!"
 
Drog licked his lips as his massive, throbbing and twitching cock stayed buried inside of her. The moment she started to beg quietly, absolutely loving how much she seemed to want it despite how she had basically been raped by him earlier. "Have mercy?" He asked in a low growl, chuckling as he kept one of his large hands on her hips, his thumb digging into her soft ass as the other came forward from underneath, pressing his arm against her plump breasts as his index finger came from underneath and pressed against her soft and swollen lips before pushing slightly into her warm and wet mouth. "You ask for too much when a Night Elf whore begs for an enemy's cock..." Drog smirked as he slapped her ass once before suddenly pulling his cock back and running it into her again, filling her even more. He felt rather excited to fill this Night Elf with his seed once again, but to have it running through her entirely seeing how there was nothing to stop the flow of cum. Starting a bit slowly, to torture the slutty Night Elf, Drog then picked it up as he ran his hand from her hip to her slender leg, pushing it out further so she was set a bit lower but exposing herself more. He swirled his finger about in her mouth before pulling out and drawing that arm back until the hand rested on her breasts, grabbing a hold of her full and plump breasts, pulling at her sensitive nipples to hear her squeal in pleasure. "Well? You have to keep wanting it to keep receiving, Night Elf. Beg to be fucked like the little whore you are. Cry for an Orc's cock, scream how you cannot live without one!" Drog really wanted her to degrade herself as he continued to fuck her, drilling his cock into her ass as he kept pushing her against the wall with each of his powerful thrusts. He wouldn't allow this Night Elf to ever escape him after he was done with her that day. He'd be sure to keep her as a prize.
 
The feeling of that thickness frozen and motionless deep in her ass was sending shockwaves throughout her nervous system every time she felt his heartbeat, pulsating through his shaft and into her sensitive walls. Naturally, it was extremely painful, but there was a strange thrill of pleasure, a feeling of pressure against the barrier between her ass and the sensitive walls of her aching pussy, teasing her senses in a strange way. She felt herself shiver as he ran his hands over her, his fingers holding her ass in place firmly while he reached forward to finger fuck her soft mouth. Just like before, his fingers were entirely too large for her mouth, and there was no way to avoid him as he sought to massage her tongue with the salty pads of his fingers. Moaning in embarrassment, the night elf shook her head a bit as he pulled back, earning a sharp and sudden slap on the ass from her captor. She screamed, her musical voice reverberating all around them, her entire body now trembling from the mixture of shock and anticipation. "You a-awful beast..." She hissed, gritting her teeth as the orc began to slowly pump his cock in and out of trembling ass, his pace increasing in a painfully slow way. He demanded that she beg, that she admit how badly she wanted him inside of her, and it disgusted her. She loathed everything about him, but with him forcing her closer and closer to the rocky wall while keeping her back arched and ass up for him, there was little she could do to resist.

And, by Elune, how intensely arousing it felt to have him grinding against her hips from behind. "I have little choice... If I must endure this torture, orc, I only want it to be fast and painless." With her ass up, and hands pressed protectively against the wall, she gazed back over her shoulder as he pulled out and whimpered from the feeling of it, before her lashes fluttered in that instnat of anticipation before he finally plunged back into her round, luscious ass. Where he had slapped her a tinted handprint was slowly blossoming on her skin, and as those thrusts grew harder and faster what little resistance she had managed to reclaim began to crumble away, her stifled cries dissolving in desperate cries of pleasure and need. "Stars, it feels so.... I cannot take it!" The wanton elf began to pant, shivering all over, the wetness of her arousal now streaking down her thighs from her abandoned pussy. Her knees were shaking, her body tiring from the force of each thrust, but she didn't care. It felt too good.
 
"Torture?" Drog growled, moving both of his hands to the Night Elf's hips and digging his thumbs into her round, luscious ass. "From the way your body eagerly gobbles up this Orc's cock, I would not think it be torture," He continued, thrusting roughly and at a fast pace, making sure that each thrust sent her body rocking forward. He could see her full and plump breasts bouncing underneath her as he gazed at her sweaty and slender frame be at the mercy of his massive cock. The way her tight ass walls made it almost impossible to move made him go at it faster, rougher, making sure that her ass was stuffed full of his thick meat in each thrust. "How does it feel, Night Elf? Do you enjoy an Orc's cock?" He let out a growl of a moan as he leaned forward, setting himself more firmly as he moved one of his hands in front of him, pressing against the rock wall to brace himself as he allowed his hips to fall forward along with his body to bring more powerful thrusts into her ass. The sound of their flesh slapping against each other along with their pants echoed throughout the mine as Drog chuckled softly as he licked his rough lips. "Don't lie to me, little Night Elf... You are at my mercy. Or do you truly want this to stop?" He murmured the last part as he lifted his hand from her hip and gave her ass another slap, trying to send a shocking sensation through her body. Setting that same hand on her round and perfect ass, he dug his fingers into her flesh as he pulled at her ass cheek somewhat, allowing him more room to get the last few inches of his shaft inside of her, digging that bulbous head of his cock deeper inside of her. Drog could see the stream along her thighs before he grinned, "Do you enjoy having me inside of your perfect ass? Does it make you dizzy with pleasure?" Making sure he had set his feet, he moved the hand from the wall to her bouncing breasts, taking a hold of one to give it a squeeze, enjoying the body of a Night Elf greatly. This kind of body would be one to die for with his people, as the Night Elf's body was perfect, especially her sweet voice crying out in pleasure because of him.
 
It seemed the every inch he moved affected the angle at which he was thrusting inside of her, and as he slowly leaned down to come closer to her body, his strong arms sliding down her slick frame to grasp at her hips, she began to moan breathily as his thick shaft ever so slightly twisted within her. Torture? Yes, it was - but it was an exquisite torture with pain that stung her nerves so intensely she couldn't help but purr. His gruff voice and the sound of his flesh slapping against hers was nearly the only thing keeping her grounded to reality by this point, her mouth open and heart pumping impossibly fast as he continued to thrust his incredible length up into her ass, giving her the deepest penetration that she had ever had and ever would have. Never again would a man from her own people be able to satisfy her, not now that he had her pinned against this stone wall with her glowing eyes dazed and unfocused as she absorbed each surge of his magnificent body. "It's too much, Orc.... I don't know how much more..." He could get no closer to her now, with his arm now bracing his huge frame as he attempted to fuck her harder and deeper, her aching body now pressed flush against his. "It feels a-amazing... I cannot... Wait..." She remembered the shock she had felt when he had exploded in her pussy not too long ago and shuddered all over at the thought of him doing that, again, so much deeper inside her. The pain was gone now, replaced with desperate pleasure as her hips absorbed the shock of his thrusts. Surely, if she did not climax from the feeling of all of this, having him fil her tight ass completely with his thick seed would be the end of her, and all of what remained of her decency. She yelped when she felt his large hands find her breasts and rocked her hips back in surprise, grinding back against him for the first time since he had begun this new game of pleasure. Stars, it felt amazing, and she was immediately addicted. Thrusting her arms forward, she steeled herself against his thrusts so that she would not be knocked forward so easily, trying desperately to grind her hips and meet each eep thrusts he gave to her. Wiggling her soft, trembling ass back against his hips her voice rang out, shaking and more breathy than before. "Oh, ohhh I can't last - Please, Orc, I want to come with you inside my... M-my...!"
 
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