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The Willing Pet (MythicKitsune and Skeletor)

MythicKitsune

Super-Earth
Joined
Dec 6, 2017
The night was young in the camp; Orcs of all rankings were out and about, celebrating yet another successful day of conquest. The lands were protected once more, prompting those who supported the Orcs a shower of gifts.

Each and every representative from villages all across the lands had lined up and presented their gifts. Such gifts included food, supplies, fresh water among other necessary goods. Rich alcohol was also among the given, much to the delight of some of the soldiers.

The last gift was to be presented which was unlike the rest; a young male by the age of 18, bound with his hands behind his back (unnecessary, but it was all for show) along with a traditional revealing elven costume complete with a veil over his soft young face. He was on his knees, bowing for the chief infront of him.

“Lord Urkhan Orgomuz-“ Chimed the representative from the boy’s village, bowing with the uptmost respect for his lord. “I present to you a young elven boy from my village. He is ripe and eager to offer you companionship.”

The offering bowed his head, closing his soft amber eyes. “I am Leif Rosewood, my Lord. I am very honored to be here today as an offering from my village. I submit my body and soul to do as you wish; I merely hope I am enough to satisfy your need.”
 
Urkhan scanned the offered concubine with interest, having long grown bored with the many shiny things and supplies he'd seen throughout the day. With but a flick of the eyes the representative left hurriedly through the Long House, ignorant of what was about to occur but understanding that their presence was no longer needed. The wording that the representative used in describing "Leif" intrigued the Orc chieftain, his mind taking a moment to think about how long it'd had been since he'd had a good fuck and found himself wanting. A lecherous grin spread across Urkhan's face as his mind filled with countless possible ways he could vent his growing lusts, a self-perpetuating flame that threatened to turn into an all-consuming inferno. His cock twitched happily at the thought as it began to awaken.

"You'll do, boy," he thought to himself, "You'll do just fine."

Whispering an order into the ear of a mature Orc woman, who nodded and disappeared into the crowds as two guards firmly, but gently, lifted Leif off the ground before dropping him unceremoniously onto the lap of his new lord. An excited cheer ran throughout the communal tent as Orc's of all ranks split off in search of partners, red candles beginning to light by themselves and releasing a thick cloud of purple smoke began to fill the room. Urkhan's hands had begun to roam across Leif unabashedly, fully making use of the love servent's bound arms to mercilessly tease and grope their soft, yielding flesh. Every little sound Urkhan was able to work out of the elf only served to stoke his lusts to even greater heights, his cock long ago had grown hard as steel and straining against his leather pants, grinding incessantly into Leif's ass... and that was before the candles took hold.

By the time Leif could recognize that these were no ordinary candles it was far too late, the aphrodisiac-laced smoke having long ago worked into the systems of everyone present and sending them into a fucking fever. Soon enough, the tent was filled with the sounds of carnality as inhibitions broke down and the lust infused smoke saturating the air in a purple haze of heady fuck. Urkhan was no exception and his eyes soon lost their playful spark, instead, darkening with want, a hand sliding down to squeeze a pert ass cheek in an iron grip before barking an order in Orcish. Soon enough a gnarled wooden bowl filled with a golden, oily substance was presented before the Chieftain and Urkhan immediately dipped the fingers of his right hand into it, slathering them in the stuff.

With the speed and desperation of a man starved Urkhan shoved the oil covered hand down the back of Leif's pants, meeting its brother on the other side before slipping into boys crack, spreading the oil all around before a thick, calloused finger began to prod at Leif's back entrance. Slowly it entered, busting past whatever defenses with constant pressure and spreading the now active sensitivity oil through the elf's ass, deeply interested in the story Leif's body was telling him.
 
Leif watched as the representative left, ready to begin his new fate. He wasn’t expecting activity so soon, for almost immediately he was lifted up by two other Orcs and dropped in Urkhan’s lap. Leif looked up to his new master, innocent soft eyes hazy with desire and need.. He leaned into the Orc’s massive warm chest, closing his eyes at the warm sensation. Urkhan was so massive compared to him, growing up Leif had always looked up to Urkhan as a hero. Just the thought of being able to serve him was utterly amazing.

Suddenly the lights changed, and the other Orcs had left which caused the boy to look around the room questionably. It didn’t take too long for the smell of the candles to have their effect. Leif gasped and rested against his companion, voice slowly drawing into a pant. He felt himself harden down below, although it didn’t compare to the massive bulge digging into his backside.

Leif closed his eyes and allowed himself to get lost in the feeling. Everything grew so hazy, nothing made sense anymore. He whimpered and groaned at each and every time the Orc groped at him. He didn’t even notice the arrival of the bowl with the sap. Suddenly the groping sensation was replaced with a large meaty finger that just as quickly slid into his tight hole down below.

“A-Ahhnn!” The elf cried, his pant growing faster and deeper. He felt his insides expand already, but instead of feeling pain, he felt pleasure. It felt so good, having his master’s finger inside him. Then he realized- this is the first time he ever had anything inside him.
 
More and more, Leif began to dominate Urkhan's attention, the sights, smells, and sounds of the tent falling way to the panting pile of fuck squirming on his lap. Every squeak, pant, and moan only succeeding in stoking the fire under his skin into an inferno of lust until he felt like he was going to combust. Every lungful of tainted air dissolving the nobility and charisma that lead Urkhan to this very point away, leaving only desire and the need for release in its wake. With a deep, shaking breath heavy with finality, Urkhan released the death grip his left hand had on Leif's ass, teasing his way up Leif's side with agonizing slowness as he continued to spread his puckered star open with his finger.

By the time Urkhan reached Leif's veil, he'd about run out of willpower, his ardor growing to such desperate levels that he'd begun to grind into Leif's ass needily as his breath began to leave him in husky pants. Eyes half-lidded in a fog of lust Urkhan caressed the face that hid behind the veil, calloused fingers mapping the contours of Leif's cheek affectionately before lifting the article away. Seeing the results of his handiwork play out unobstructed on the elf's face was the straw that broke the camels back and Urkhan abruptly kissed his new lover,thick tongue quickly forcing it's way into Leif's mouth to do battle with the foreign organ with the passion expected of an Orc, a deep, rumbling groan blossoming from deep within his chest.

Urkhan didn't pull away until every bit of Leif's mouth was explored and his tongue sufficiently dominated, and even then only allow Leif to breathe. Using the time Leif used to recover, Urkhan removed his finger from Leif's hole with a pop and moved to free his cock at long last. With a hefty "Thwack! Urkhan's massive cock collided with Leif's pert backside, pre-cum leaking from the head with every needy twitch. Gathering the last remnants of his restraint, Urkhan gently slid Leif's silken pants down past his ass and let out a puff of amusement when Leif's cock smacked his soft belly.

"Tell me, Ma'zherra... how prepared do you think you are for this," the Chief purred, large hands spreading Leif's cute butt apart to better prepare him for the thick cockhead that now rested at his back door, "Because you're not."
 
As Leif dominated Urkhan’s attention, Urkhan dominated Lief’s attention. The younger male was taken away by the massive Orc as the skin of his soft pale body collided with the strong darker skin of his large counterpart. The Orc had to have been twice as Leif’s side. With Urkhan’s kindness and handsomeness, it only made Leif more grateful to be being the fuck toy of such an Orc of high status.

He panted and whined with each and every movement of Urkhan’s thick digit inside him. His body was shivering, the pleasure overcoming him in waves. Leif couldn’t help but shy away in the slightest when Urkhan reached for his veil. As the Orc stoked his face, Leif nuzzled fondly into his hand.

Suddenly the Orc’s lips crashed with his, causing Leif to gasp silently. He closed his eyes and grew lost in the Orc exploring his mouth. When they pulled away, a single strand of saliva connected the two. He gasped for some breaths of air.

It was time for the moment of truth, as suddenly the Orc’s finger retreated only to be replaced by some kind of massive hunk of meat. The elf’s eyes widened as he inhaled sharply. At first he believed it was something else, before realizing the giant mass prodding at him was indeed Urkhan’s thick cock.

His smaller cock pressed into Urkhan’s waist, leaking precum itself. Leif buried is head into Urkhan’s neck, pants growing louder and louder from anticipation. Honestly he probably wasn’t prepared for this; but this was the moment he wanted- the moment he waited for. To be taken by his Lord.

“P-Please...” Leif uttered softly. With his bound arms still behind his back, the elf closed his eyes. “I am prepared to serve my Lord... please claim my body as yours.”
 
This was it, all the teasing and patience finally coming together into one glorious moment of anticipation as Leif's words struck the right chords in his lords chest, releasing a deep, predatory growl steeped in arousal from the confines of his chest as his monstrous cock throbbed powerfully in a vain effort to breed the ass it's been teased with. Urkhan once again took advantage of the bowl of sap next to him, half-hazardly scooping a large handful of the stuff before slathering his cock in its insidious slickness and pushing the now swollen, needy cockhead to Leif's unprotected backside with a maddening pressure that stopped just off penetration.

He let the tension grow like that for a good precious moments, calloused hands groping and squeezing the ass held in their care as Urkhan breathed deep of the elf's sent, soap mixing in with the sultry purple smoke and the growing tang of sex in the air, it was time to Fuck, but first something had to be taken care of. Readjusting his grip so that he could control everything one-handed, Urkhan used his left hand to grip the back of Leif's hair, gently but firmly pulling his head from its spot in the crook of Urkhan's neck to expose his bedwarmer's face to him. He wanted to see every inch of cock he was about to fill Leif's ass with transcribed on his face.

Suddenly the pressure at Leif's backdoor became too much for his star to resist, his cock slipping past the lubed up entrance with a slow, grinding easiness that bellied the extreme tightness gripping at Urkhan's meaty cock, never stopping it's advance until his toy sat balls deep in his lap, completely filled in one thrust.

"K-Kroh," he grunted, eyes glazed over in a fog of lust as Urkhan took a moment for the elf to adjust, the noble Chieftain quickly crumbling away at the feeling of such exquisite pressure around his cock and a hard, wet length sitting atop his abdomen, leaking pre into onto his darker skin. It was too much for him to handle.

Letting his inhibitions melt away, Urkhan brought Leif's face in for another tongue filled kiss, this session proceeding much gentler as Urkhan's tongue sought to dance and caress instead of conquering as he began to pull out of his lover several inches before desperation forced it back in, his pace becoming frenzied and his body screaming out its desperation for release.
 
The elven boy was going crazy with anticipation. His cock throbbed, and he felt his insides and hole quiver at the mere thought of taking in all that meat inside him. He clenched his teeth tightly, his face red with the desire to be taken by his Lord.

Leif didn’t even pay attention as the warlord took more of the sap- he was far too distracted by what he was feeling. As a result he wasn’t prepared for the thick head to prod at him, the pressure sending shivers down his spine. Leif made a loud gasp and began to squirm, whimpering here and there as the head teased him.

Urkhan had pulled his hair back by his shoulder length blonde hair. His eyes were half life’s as he glanced into his counterpart’s dark Orcish ones. He still couldn’t believe he was here, about to be fucked for the very first time by his Lord.

Leif’s tongue was hanging out before he suddenly let out a loud cry when he felt the cock start to push inside him. His ring of muscles down below expanded along with the rest of his insides for Urkhan. The experience was so intense, Leif burst before they had even begun. His thick white seed going all over his stomach, and Urkhan’s

He closed his eyes tight as the thick cock slid inside him all the way. Once his hips was pressing into Ukrhan’s Leif breathed deeply. He felt as if the cock was in his stomach from being so deep.

Leif was pulled back in for another kiss, although he could barely return it. He allowed Urkhan to explore every inch and crevice of his mouth just as before, although he couldn’t stop himself from moaning and wimpering. Soon Urkhan began to pull in and out, warranting another cry from the elf.
 
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