The Tale of Daerenica: Part 5 – The Orcs Sack Jorshah

At the same time that orcs were attacking the temple of the Cult of Ug’dromon, Grimnor’s most trusted general, Xorakk GreyEyes, marched the bulk of the Orc horde’s forces deep into Jorshah, heading straight for the capitol city. Jorshah had no time to prepare and did not expect an attack from the orcs or a force of such massive size. The orcs were able to breach the city walls quickly and the city swiftly fell. Orcs and goblins slaughtered the men defending the city and then concentrated on taking the castle in the center of the city, where King Otto and the Jorshah forces that remained were holed up and desperately trying to mount a defense. 

While Xorakk was attacking the castle, other orc forces began going from house to house, killing everyone except females that were worthy of enslavement, the spoils of war. Women screamed as they were dragged from their homes and ravaged on the streets by the rampaging orcs. The ravaged women were then rounded up and coffled together. After the orcs had finishing raping and pillaging, these captives would be led back to orc territory to be trained as slaves. 

Four orc brothers, Rarfu, Wrug, Jocgagu, and Urlgan were going from house to house to capture or kill anyone inside. They had just departed a house where they had found only a man, whom they killed, and were moving onto the next house. Rarfu and Wrug used their axes to smash open the door. Inside was a man holding a sword, and behind him were two women, one a beautiful redhead and the other an equally beautiful blond, the latter of whom was naked and collared—a slave.

Jocgagu charged inside and swiftly killed the man with his sword as Wrug and Urlgan grabbed the women. Since they were both quite pretty, they would be enslaved, after the brothers were done having fun with them. Urlgan began stripping the red-headed woman, who was sobbing. It appeared she was the wife of the slain man and she was obviously none too pleased to be widowed or enslaved. 

The blonde slave offered no resistance. She was already a slave and knew better than to resist. And the fresh lashes on her rear end, back, and breasts indicated she was no stranger to punishment and discipline. “Let’s get these two outside and have ourselves a nice fuck!” Wrug said.

They started to drag the women outside when the slave chimed in. “Masters, we are not the only ones here. Their daughter is hiding upstairs.” The woman cried out angrily at the slave, “No! You ungrateful slut!” A hard slap from Urlgan silenced her.

The slave smirked at the woman. “It seems you both will soon know like me what it is like to be a slave! Perhaps your new orc masters will be just as cruel as you were to me,” she said in a mocking tone. 

“Slave, tell us your name,” Wrug commanded.

“I am called Aya,” the slave replied.

“Aya, show us where the girl is hiding,” Wrug ordered.

“Yes, Master,” Aya replied and she led Wrug and Rarfu upstairs while Urlgan and Jocgagu dragged the woman outside. “Aya, you will pay for this! Do not touch my daughter, you monsters!” the woman screamed as she was dragged off, but her protests were cut off when Urlgan pushed her onto her hands and knees and shoved his cock in her mouth. Jocgagu moved behind her and grabbed her hips, thrusting hard to drive his cock into her cunt. As both orcs began thrusting hard, taking the woman from both ends, all she could so was let out soft whimpers of protest as tears poured down her cheeks.

Aya took Wrug and Rarfu into a bedroom and pointed to a closet. “She is in there hiding, Masters.” Wrug pulled open the door and inside they found a cowering teenager, no more than 18 or 19 and with red hair just like her mother. Wrug dragged the girl out who began screaming in terror. A hard slap to her face silenced her. “What is your name, slut.”

“Isamayla,” the girl whimpered. Wrug began to strip off her clothing and the girl began sobbing. The orcs looked the naked girl up and down. She was quite pretty and would make a fine slave. 

Aya smirked. She had been treated very cruelly by the girl’s parents, and seeing their daughter reduced to slavery brought her satisfaction. “She will make a very good slave, Masters.” 

Wrug pushed the now stripped Isamayla onto the floor. He looked at Isamayla and pointed to Aya. “Was this slave a good and obedient slave?”

“Y… yes, at least I think so. She… she mainly served my father in private, so I do not know for sure. But I think she was good,” Isamayla stammered.

“Well now you are no better than she is,” Wrug replied. “You are both slaves now, and you will learn to suck cock and be fucked just like this slave did for your now-dead father. I think you need to understand that you are now just a slave. It is time for a lesson. Crawl over to Aya.” Isamayla hesitated a brief moment, looking between the orc and Aya, and then crawled over to the slave. “Lean down and worship your slave sister’s feet!” Wrug instructed.

“What!?! No, I cannot do that!” Isamayla protested. Wrug pulled a whip from his belt and began raining blows down on the girl, lashing her fiercely. Isamayla howled in pain. After a dozen or so blows, Wrug stopped. “Do as I command slave. I will not tell you again. Push your head down and begin kissing your slave sister’s feet.”

Isamayla bent down and began planting kisses on Aya’s feet, as commanded. Aya watched the girl and grinned, enjoying the sight immensely. “Aya, direct the girl,” Wrug commanded. “Instruct and train her how to worship your feet. Being bossed around by her former slave will help her learn what she is now.”

Aya grinned even more and replied, “Yes, Master.” She lifted up her foot, exposing the underside and presenting it to Isamayla. “Lick the sole of my foot from heel to toe until it is clean, slave!” she commanded sternly. Isamayla hesitated, a look of disgust on her face. 

Wrug handed Aya the whip. “If she disobeys, you will discipline her,” he instructed. Aya brought it down hard across the girl’s ass. Isamayla howled in pain and leaned in again, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. She placed her tongue on Aya’s heel and began licking up and down the entire length of her foot. After she had licked it for a minute, Aya said, “Good slave. Now lick between my toes.” Isamayla obediently slid her tongue in between Aya’s first two toes, swirling it around. Then she moved to the next pair of toes and begin licking between them.  Isamayla moved back and forth licking between all of Aya's toes with her tongue. “Now suck on my toes.” Aya commanded. Isamayla opened her mouth and dutifully sucked on each toe. When she was done, Aya pulled her foot away. “Now kiss the top of my foot and thank me for allowing you to worship and clean my foot with your tongue.”

Her cheeks red with humiliation, Isamayla whimpered, “Thank you for allowing me to clean and worship your foot.”

“Now the other one,” Aya commanded and stuck out her other foot. Isamayla leaned in and began licking the other foot, licking the sole up and down for several minutes times before she started started on the toes, licking between each one and then sucking on them.

Wrug and Rarfu watched, amused. Rarfu decided to add to the girl’s humiliation and break her down more. “Aya, kneel on all fours with your head down and your ass in the air.” 

“Yes, Master,” Aya replied, and obediently complied. Rarfu turned to Isamayla. “Now crawl over and worship your slave sister’s ass.”

Isamayla’s eyes widened. “What!?! No please that is disgusting! Please do not make me do that!” Rarfu grabbed the whip from Aya and began lashing Isamayla, until she was screaming in pain.

“Slave, when you are given a command, you respond, ‘yes, Master,’ and then you immediately obey,” Rarfu snapped angrily. “Now try again. I said crawl over and worship your slave sister’s ass. Lean in and kiss it over and over.”

“Yes, Master,” Isamayla whimpered, and she crawled over, staring at Aya’s jutted out ass, a look of revulsion on her face. She leaned in and began planting kisses all over the slave’s ass cheeks.

“Now nibble on her ass!” Rarfu commanded and Isamayla opened her mouth and began taking little love bites on each cheek. After a few moments, Rarfu commanded, “Now spread her ass cheeks and kiss her asshole.” Isamayla groaned in displeasure but she dared not refuse, her back and ass still stinging fiercely from the whippings she had just received. She reached out with her hands and parted Aya’s cheeks and leaned in pressing her lips to her anus and planting a long kiss. 

“Now lick!” Rarfu commanded. Sobbing, Isamayla began licking gently up and down in her crack, then over and around her asshole. “Get your tongue in there, slut!” Isamayla began licking slow, circular motions around Aya’s asshole and, then quick flicks with her tongue at the center of her opening. Aya squealed with delight, enjoying both the sensation of her new slave sister’s tongue as well as the knowledge of how humiliated this must be for the girl, this daughter of the man and woman who had cruelly tormented her. 

Isamayla’s face was engulfed in Aya’s ass, burrowed between her ass cheeks. She began pushing her tongue inside Aya’s ass. Aya moaned as Isamayla’s tongue began to wiggle and worm its way inside her ass. Her mouth hung open and her lip trembled as she enjoyed the sensation of the girl’s wet tongue slipping side her puckered asshole.

Wrug and Rarfu watched Isamayla lapping at and eating Aya’s ass for several more minutes before they decided to take the next step in breaking this new slave. Wrug grabbed Isamayla and pulled her away from Aya. He used some rope and tied Isamayla’s wrists behind her back. Then he dragged her by her hair over to the bed, tossing her onto it, on her belly. The orc grabbed her hips and roughly pulled her ass up. With her hands tied behind her back, Isamayla had no way to support herself and; her face was pushed into the bed with her ass jutting up in the air. Wrug got behind the teenager and pressed the tip of his cock against the lips of her pussy. Isamayla let out a wail in protest but with her face pressed into the bed, it was only a muffled whimper. It mattered not anyway. Isamayla’s protests or objections were meaningless for the orcs. She was a spoil of war and a slave. They could and would do with her as they pleased. Wrug pushed forward slowly with his hips and slowly forced his cock inside the girl, until he felt her hymen. Isamayla started thrashing wildly, desperate to avoid what was coming but the orc was much too strong for her and held her in place. The orc suddenly and swiftly shoved himself forward hard and Isamayla screamed as she felt her hymen give away with a sharp pain.

Wrug pushed the length of his cock into Isamayla’s pussy fully, reaching the farthest depth of her cunt. He grunted, enjoying the tight pressure of her tight, warm, moist cunt clamping tightly around his cock. Once the orc had hit bottom he paused, and then eased his cock back out, then again slowly inserted it all the way back in, allowing her pussy to stretch to accommodate the orc’s cock. The orc did not care about her pain or discomfort but he did not want to damage this valuable chattel. But as her cunt lubricated and stretched to better accommodate his cock, Wrug began to increase the rate at which he thrust into her. Wrug started slamming into Isamayla, fucking the new slave violently, intensely, and aggressively. Isamayla wailed and screamed as the orc ravaged her. Wrug continued thrusting until he came with a loud grunt, filling her battered cunt with wave after wave of orc cum. After the orc finished cumming, he pulled out of her, released her hips and allowed her to slump forward on the bed. Isamayla sobbed, grieving the loss of her father and now her innocence and virginity. 

Isamayla laid on the bed for only a moment before she felt Rarfu slide on top of her. “Nooo!” she wailed. She assumed the orc was about to fuck her already-ravaged and sore pussy. But he had something worse planned. Rarfu pushed his cock against her anus and Isamayla squealed when she realized what he intended. Her squeal turned to a scream as Rarfu violently shoved his hips forward, impaling the teenager’s ass with his cock with one swift stroke. He began thrusting away and Isamayla howled. It felt like she was being split in two. Rarfu thrust away until he began cumming, grunting loudly as his seed spurted into her ravaged ass. 

Isamayla lied on the bed sobbing fore a few minutes while the orcs had gathered themselves, but then they readied to haul their captives away. Rarfu dragged Isamayla while Wrug led Aya. When they got outside, Isamayla hoped she would see her mother but the woman was nowhere to be seen. She had already been led away.  The orcs dragged their captives through the streets. All around them, women were being ravaged. Many others were being dragged off in the same direction that Rarfu and Wrug were going. Screams and sobs filled the air. 

Isamayla and Aya soon found themselves at the gate to the city which had been destroyed when the orcs breached it. They were taken outside the gates where there were thousands of captive women, all stripped naked. The women were being chained in coffles, a hundred to a line. A collar was locked around Isamayla and Aya’s throats and they were added to a coffle. Aya was behind Isamayla and as she looked at the sobbing girl, she started to pity her. And felt guilty. As cruel as Isamayla’s parents had been to Aya, she knew that Isamayla was not to blame. And Isamayla was in for a world of suffering. Then the realization set in. As harsh as slavery had been in Jorshah for Aya, she knew enslavement to the orcs would be so much worse. Aya was now focused on her own miserable situation and not on Isamayla’s. And the fear and despair started to set in.

More and more women were added to the coffle behind Aya. A couple goblins dragged a woman over and added her. He called out to an orc. “I heard Xorakk breached the castle. Soon we will have all the fancy human women inside stripped and ready to head off to slavery!” A loud cheer erupted among the orcs and goblins. If the castle had fallen, that meant the whole city had fallen. It had been a complete victory. With the capitol sacked, the rest of Jorshah would quickly fall. It was only a matter of time. Every male would be killed and every woman would be enslaved. Jorshah would soon cease to exist.

(End of Part 5, to be continued...)

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