Prologue: Part 3 - Human Slave Girls – a Dwindling Resource

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On Aegor, the orc horde had been plundering human settlements for generations. And for the orc horde’s war chieftain, Grimnor Longtooth, and the powerful orcs that made up his war council, an unpleasant reality was setting in that was never spoken to rest of the horde. The population of human woman on Aegor to enslave was dwindling from overexploitation by the orcs. 

A large portion of the human cities and villages in Aegor had been plundered by the orcs. And many of humans that remained had scattered, fleeing the cities that they knew would be pillaged by the orcs. It meant it was harder and harder for the orcs to come across a sizable population of human females to enslave. There are still some cities and villages to plunder and make off with a sizable bounty of slaves. 

But too often the horde was left razing the countryside and plucking up a stray female or two at a time. 

And this posed a big problem for the horde. Because human slave girls had harsh lives and many did not survive long as slave girls. Once captured, the human females would spend the rest of their lives being brutally fucked by their new orc masters. 

And human slaves were not so durable that they could survive very long in an orc brothel. And even if they were durable, humans aged quickly. Their usable lives as fuck slaves was only a couple decades, even with the best of luck. 

And the slaves relegated to goblin labor camps had even shorter expected lifespans. A slave girl had little time to recover when she was worked half to death all day and then fucked all night. 

The dwindling population of humans on Aegor, coupled with the slaves’ limited durability, made for an unsettling truth for Grimnor Longtooth. The very existence of the orc horde was threatened. For if the population of slaves disappeared, the orcs would have nothing to sate their violent lust. And their violent nature would turn on each other as they fought over the small number of orc females. The horde would destroy itself. All Grimnor could do was spread the horde far and wide, to pluck up and enslave as many of the increasingly rare human women that were still be had. 

But Grimnor knew that without a more permanent solution, the orcs would soon face the same fate as the humans on Aegor: extinction.  

As the horde sacked a walled city of Boraston, Grimnor tried to push his worried aside.  For they had captured a beautiful queen, Queen Seneca.  Her husband and sons were already dead and her daughters dragged off to be sold off as common slaves.  But the beautiful Seneca had been held by Grimnor's men as a gift for him.

But as Grimnor gazed at his stripped prize, waiting for the branding iron to be heated so her thigh could be marked, it was hard for Grimnor to forget the threat that his race faced, even for a moment.  And he knew he could not sate his lust in the violent and buntal way he desired on this new slave.  For she would have to last.  There were few human women to capture and even fewer queens.

(End of Part 3, to be continued...)

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