The Tale of Daerenica: Part 6 – A Queen and Princess Are Added to the Spoils of War in Jorshah

King Otto’s castle was the last part of the capitol of Jorshah to fall. When they finally breached the castle, orcs and goblins poured in, killing every man they could find and seizing every woman. When the orc general Xorakk entered the throne room, he found King Otto and his family. 

“What is the meaning of this!?!” King Otto shouted. “We are allies! This is treachery!” General Xorakk wasted no time. He had nothing to say to Otto and there was no reason to discuss anything with the man. Xorakk had orders to kill the man and that is all he was concerned with.  Xorakk brandished his sword and charged forward, killing King Otto and then his sons, while Otto’s daughter Esarina and wife Avilrona screamed in horror. 

Now it was time to deal with the queen and princess. Queen Avilrona tried desperately to fight them off, tried to shield her daughter, but of course it was no use.  Orcs seized them both and began stripping them of their gowns and underclothes. 

The stripped queen and princess were thrown down on the floor in front of Xorakk, and forced on their knees. “Please, let us go!” cried Queen Avilrona. “We were your allies! You betrayed Jorshah! You betrayed my husband!”

Xorakk laughed. “Your stupid husband sealed his fate, Jorshah’s fate, your sons’ fates, and you and your daughter’s fate when he refused to give us the portal to the elf world. Now you and your daughter shall spend the rest of your miserable lives servicing orc cock.”

Queen Avilrona continued begging, unable to accept the fate that had befallen her and her daughter. “Please! Spare my daughter! I will be your slave but let my daughter go! Please, my husband served you orcs well for many years. He saved those female orcs from slavery! Show us this small mercy and spare my daughter just as we spared those female orcs!”

Xorakk did not respond and he took a slave whip from his belt. He walked over to Princess Esarina and began raining blows with the whip on her back and ass until she was rolling around on the floor and howling in pain.  A look of despair washing over her face, Queen Avilrona pleaded for Xorakk to stop. After 10 blows, he recoiled the whip and attached it to his belt. Even after he was finished, Esarina continued rolling around on the ground, sobbing.  Xorakk grabbed Avilrona’s hair and yanked her head back so she was staring up at him. “Any time you open your mouth and displease me, I will punish your daughter,” he instructed. This silenced the Queen. He continued. “You have no bargaining power here. You are our captives and we can do with you and your daughter whatever we please.  The sooner you accept you are a slave now, the less painful it will be for you and your daughter.”

Xorakk let go of Queen Avilrona and grabbed Esarina’s arm, hauling her up. He looked her over, licking his lips lustfully. But he knew he could not satisfy his lust with this princess, at least not yet. Xorakk forced his hand between the princess’ thighs, gently slipping a finger inside her sex. As soon as the orc's hand forced its way between her thighs and then inside her, Esarina went into a panic and started thrashing wildly. “Hold still slut!” Xorakk snarled as he gently pushed his finger in ever so slightly, and confirming she was a virgin. He withdrew his finger. Any princesses who were virgins went to Grimnor first. So she would not be fucked by any of the orcs today.  “You are in luck, princess. Your first taste of orc cock shall wait. Our chieftain will get to use all of your holes first and then you will join your mother and the others in slave training.” He shoved the princess over to one of his guards. “Keep her in the dungeon. And the rest of you, enjoy the use of the queen. Introduce her to her new life as a slave. I must take my leave to see how the collection of slaves is going.” Xorakk turned to depart as the grinning orcs in the throne room began to close around Queen Avilrona, eager to carry out their general’s orders.

Avilrona was not focused on the orcs approaching her; she was focused on her daughter being dragged away. But when the first orc grabbed her, the Queen's attention was back on her own plight. The orc grabbed her hair and yanked her head over to his crotch as he pushed his engorged cock to her lips. Avilrona knew that any resistance would only earn her punishment and might also earn punishment for her daughter. She reluctantly parted her lips and opened her mouth wide as the orc shoved his disgusting cock into her mouth. Another orc positioned behind her, grabbing her ass and lifting her up as he positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy and shoved forward, ramming it into her. Avilrona cried out, her cries muffled by the cock shoved down her throat. Both orcs began thrusting into her from each end. The orc taking her from behind began fucking her with savage intensity, slamming his cock into her. At the same time, the orc fucking her mouth increased his own intensity and Avilrona began choking and gagging. 

After a couple minutes of hard thrusting, the orc fucking Avilrona’s mouth grunted and let loose a thick stream of cum into her mouth. The queen swallowed what she could but much of it spilled from her mouth and down her chin. The orc slapped her. “You will swallow all orc cum offered to you, slut!” he snarled angrily. Her cheek stinging, she began to sob as she felt the orc behind her clench up and grunt, as his cock began spurting and filling her pussy with his cum.

As soon as the orcs finished, another two jumped on her and began fucking her mouth and pussy. When they came, two more took their place, one of them deciding to fuck her ass rather than her pussy. After they deposited their seed in her, two more took their place. 

The next several hours were a blur. Orc after orc fucked Avilrona. She was never taken by less than two orcs at a time, one always in her mouth and another in her pussy or ass. Hour after hour passed with cocks constantly being rammed into the queen, until cum was oozing in a constant stream out of her ass and pussy, pooling into a puddle on the throne room floor. But still the orcs did not stop. It was not every day that they got the chance to fuck a queen.

While the orcs were fucking the queen, Xorakk made his through the streets of the city, surveying as the orcs captured and dragged off captive women. He eventually made it outside the city gates where thousands of women had been chained up, ready to be led in coffles back to orc territory. 

Xorakk scanned through the lines of naked captives. He needed to take the queen and princess and other select captives to Grimnor in the Talmot Forest, and he wanted to bring a new slave to serve him along the way. Xorakk moved along the lines of captives, occasionally stopping to inspect one more closely. None were to his liking, but eventually, a young redhead caught his attention. He stepped up to her grabbing her breasts to test their firmness. He could feel the girl trembling as he touched her. “What is your name, slave,” Xorakk asked her.

“Isamayla,” she replied fearfully.

“You will do,” Xorakk replied and he ordered the slavers to remove her from the coffle. Isamayla was unchained from the line of captives and Xorakk attached a chain leash to her collar. “Come, slut,” he barked and he started walking back into the city. Her leash yanked, Isamayla struggled to keep up. She was exhausted and sore from the ravaging she had received from the orcs that had captured her.

Xorakk took Isamayla back to the castle. Isamayla had never been in the castle, and in other circumstances, she would have looked around in amazement, taking in its splendor. But on this day, the floor was littered with bodies and stained with blood. She tried to avoid looking at the carnage by keeping her gaze straight ahead, on Xorakk’s back, as he led her though the castle. Eventually, they reached the throne room. Before they entered, Isamayla heard grunts and whimpers, the sounds of orcs ravaging a woman. When they stepped inside, she saw it was the queen, on her hands and knees, an orc thrusting into her pussy while another thrust into her mouth. Behind them were the bodies of many men, among them the king and the princes. Seeing her king dead and the queen being ravaged was devastating for Isamayla. She started to cry but Xorakk slapped her. “Silence, slut!” he snapped. He then called out to the orcs in the room. “Hurry up and have your fill of the queen because soon we are moving out to travel to the Talmot Forest.” He shoved Isamayla over to one of the orcs inside, who was a slaver. “Have this one branded and collared. She will be travelling with us to the Talmot Forest.”  The slaver dragged off the sobbing Isamayla.

Xorakk headed down to the dungeon where he found Princess Esarina. “Time to take you to the Chieftain, slut.” 

“No! Please let me go! I do not want to be a slave! I am not meant to be a slave! I can’t be a slave!” Princess Esarina pleaded.

Xorakk laughed. “It does not matter what you want to be. And you are meant to be what we decide you will be. We have captured you; you are a spoil of war, and we can do with you as we please. And I am sure after our Chieftain has fucked all of your holes, you will quickly learn to be a good slave, or else you will feel the harsh lash of the whip.”

He hoisted the now sobbing princess over his shoulder and took her back to the throne room. There he found that the the orcs had finished fucking Queen Avilrona.  Her wrists had been bound behind her back and a rope tied around her waist to use as a makeshift leash. He took the leash and began to exit with the queen dragged behind him and the princess still hoisted over his shoulder.

As he exited the castle, the orcs and goblins began roaring with cheers, seeing the two royal captives. The princess and queen, naked and bound, were a fitting symbol for the complete victory the orcs had achieved over Jorshah.

Xorakk took the princess and queen outside the city gates. They were added to a small coffle of about two dozen women who would travel with Xorakk and a small contingent of orcs to the Talmot Forest to meet up with Grimnor. A freshly branded and collared Isamayla was part of the small coffle.  The thousands of other women would be taken by the bulk of Xorakk’s forces to be dispersed throughout orc territory and sold in various slave markets.

It was time to head to Grimnor. A slaver swung his whip, slashing at the small coffle of women to urge them along, and the orcs started their journey to Talmot Forest. They walked for hours. Frequently, Queen Avilrona stumbled as they walked. She was quite unsteady from the soreness she felt between her legs after her ravaging by the orcs. Every time she stumbled, an orc would lash her with a whip until she rose again. They would also lash out randomly at the other captives in the coffle anytime Avilrona slowed down the coffle. Soon, many of the captives began to resent Avilrona for causing them to be whipped. They had once loved her as their queen. But she was no longer a queen. She was a slave now, just like all of them.

When the sun began to set, the orcs made camp. “Enjoy the use of the new slaves, except that one is to be untouched,” Xorakk commanded, gesturing towards Princess Esarina. The orcs unchained the women from the coffle and dragged them off to fuck them. Princess Esarina was chained to a tree. Soon the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and grunts, whimpers, gasps, and cries filled the air. 

Xorakk grabbed Isamayla. He unfastened his belt and lowered his pants, then sat on ground. Xorakk yanked Isamayla closer. “Use your mouth and give me pleasure, slave,” he commanded. Isamayla stared down at the orc’s cock, a look of horror and revulsion on her face. Earlier that horrible day, she had been made to lick another woman’s feet and ass, both disgusting firsts for her. But this would be the first cock she had in her mouth and it was an orc’s cock at that. But Isamayla knew better than to refuse and she got on her knees and opened her lips wide, taking his cock in her mouth. “Use your tongue and tease at the head of my cock,” Xorakk commanded. Isamayla began working her tongue around the tip of the orc’s cock. “Now suck and move your head up and down, take my cock fully down your throat and run your tongue up and down my shaft as your head moves up and down!” Xorakk commanded. Isamayla did her best to comply, gagging as her head began bobbing up and down. As his cock grew stiff and engorged, it made her task even harder, and she struggled to get the whole thing down her throat. 

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Xorakk grew impatient. He grabbed the back of Isamaya’s head and pushed down as he began thrusting into her mouth and throat. After a couple minutes he grunted and began spurting his cum into her mouth. Isamayla gagged and began choking, causing orc cum to spill down her chin and out her nose. Xorakk pushed her away in disgust. “I am not impressed at all with your skills at sucking cock. He turned to one of his guards standing nearby. “Take this slave away and whip her. Then you and some other orcs can teach her to suck orc cock better.” Xorakk pulled his pants and fastened his belt again. He went to his tent and fell asleep just as the loud crack of the whip striking flesh and the sharp cries of Isamaya filled the air.  He knew she would quickly learn.

(End of Part 6, to be continued...)

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