The Tale of Xorakk: Part 3 – Xorakk Finds a New Toy

The goblins had told the orcs the location of a river not too far from the portal. Xorakk and a few of the other officers decided to have a bath in the river. They brought a couple slaves to tend to them. Once they arrived at the river, Xorakk’s officers decided they were more interested in fucking one of the slaves rather than have her bathe them. So they took turns fucking her.

Xorakk had his eye on the other slave. She was leashed and he yanked her by the leash so that she was standing before him. Xorakk eyed her up and down. She was not as beat up and broken as many of the other slaves they had brought to Elevosia. She was a recent arrival, having been sent to replace a slave that had died from being overworked. But that was not why she had caught Xorakk’s eye. “I recognize you, cunt, did I capture you?” he asked her.

“Yes, Master, I was one of the bodyguards for Princess Esarina in Jorshah. I was taken when you stormed the castle,” the slave replied.

Xorakk laughed. “Her bodyguard, eh? As I recall, she was easily taken and enslaved, spent the rest of her short life getting fucked by lots of orcs, and is now ashes scattering by the wind across Jorshah. I guess you were not a very good bodyguard.”

The slave’s eyes flashed with guilt and she quickly averted her gaze. Her lip trembled. “No, Master, I was not,” she said, emotion in her voice.

“Let us hope you are a better slave than a bodyguard so you do not end up dead like your princess,” Xorakk remarked. Hearing the grunts of his officers and the whimpers of the other slave girl as they fucked her got Xorakk aroused. He decided he would fuck this slave before his bath. “What is your name, slut?” he asked.

“Vorranna, Master,” she replied.

“Well, I will call you slut. Vorranna was the name you used when you were a failed bodyguard. Now you are just a nameless slut. Slut, I am going to fuck you and then you will bath me.”

Xorakk sat down on the dirt, on the bank of the river. He was already naked and his cock was erect. He pointed to it. “Ride my cock, slut with your back to me!” he ordered.

“Yes, Master,” Vorranna replied. She hurried over and turned so her back was to him. She straddled him and then lowered herself, using her hand to line his cock up at her sex. She then lowered herself further, grunting as she slowly impaled herself on his large cock. When Vorranna had taken the orc’s whole cock up inside her, she began to gyrate her hips and slowly moving up and down on his cock.

Xorakk grunted in pleasure when her cunt squeezed down on his cock as she slid up and down. Vorranna increased her speed and started bouncing up and down on him, and Xorakk grunted more loudly. He closed his eyes, letting the slave do all the work, enjoying the sensation as his cock slid in and out of her cunt.

Faster, slut!” Xorakk growled and Vorranna picked up the pace even more and started riding Xorakk harder. Xorakk’s hips started bucking up, thrusting up to meet her as she rode him. He wrapped his arms around her torso and began mauling her tits, roughly groping them and pinching and twisting her nipples. Vorranna ignored the pain and kept bouncing up and down on his cock. She was quite used to abuse at this point and concentrated on giving the orc master pleasure with her cunt.  Xorakk suddenly groaned, tightening his hold on Vorranna’s tits as he climaxed. He continued to thrust up into the slave girl’s cunt as he shot torrents of cum inside her.

After he had cum. Xorakk pushed Vorranna off of him. He stood and then waded into the water. “Now bathe me, cunt,” he ordered.

“Yes, Master, Vorranna replied, and she followed him into the water. As the slave bathed him, Xorakk mockingly teased her again. “Yes, it is good you are better at riding cock and bathing your orc masters than you were at protecting princesses.” Vorranna did her best to conceal any reaction to his cruel japes, wanting to avoid being whipped or worse. Xorakk watched as his officers continued roughly fucking the other slave. It was fun to fuck and torment human slaves. But Xorakk was much more excited to fuck the elves he knew were on their way.

……….

Avshera was exhausted. She and the other coffled captives had been walking all day through the forest. Her bare feet were bleeding. Though they were walking down a road through the forest, there were plenty of rocks and sticks on the road to cut into their feet, and they had walked for miles with no break. Avshera’s leg muscles were so sore that they were throbbing. Her back and rear end burned as sweat poured down her body and stung the welts and cuts she had received from being whipped. But the fear of being whipped even more kept her going. Any time the line of elves slowed; the orcs whipped them to get them moving again. Avshera tried to ignore the pain and push through her exhaustion and keep moving, to avoid the whip.

This all felt like a nightmare. A few days ago, she had such a happy life with her family at their farm. Now her father and brother were dead, and she and her mother were being led away to some unimaginable nightmare. It still had not fully sunk in that she had been made a slave. It was a fate that would have been unthinkable to her only a few days ago.

It had grown dark. This was a mixed blessing. It meant that that they would finally get to stop walking. They would be allowed water and some disgusting mush to eat that the orcs called slave gruel. But it also meant that the orcs would force themselves on the captives. Avshera and Taenya were luckier than the others. They were virgins, so the orcs would only use their mouths. But it was still humiliating and awful, to be forced to gag on orc cock after cock and be forced to swallow their disgusting cum or have it shot all over their faces. But Avshera’s feet and legs hurt so much that she was glad to finally stop, even if it meant she would be subjected to humiliating sexual abuse.

“Alright sluts, stop!” an orc barked. The elves stopped walking. One by one they were unchained from the coffle. They all quickly fell to their knees and knelt. It was humiliating to kneel with her knees parted widely, but Avshera was just glad to be off of her feet. She looked around for her mother and spotted her. She had not seen her mother all day, as she had been chained behind Avshera in the coffle. And Avshera had not said a word to her mother in a couple days. They never had a chance to speak. After they were fed, Avshera’s mother was always dragged off by one or more orcs to be ravaged and Avshera was made to suck orc cock. And they were not allowed to speak to each other anyway. All they could do was make eye contact, but Avshera was grateful for the little bit of comfort that provided.

A bowl of slave gruel and a bowl of water were placed by an orc in front of Avshera and she pushed her head down and began thirstily lapping at the water, gulping it down, before she started to scarf down the gruel. After the slaves had all eaten, the bowls were pulled away. Many of the elves started to cry. They knew what was coming. And sure enough, the orcs quickly moved in, grabbing the elves to drag them off the road so that they could ravage them. Soon the air was filled with grunts and cries, and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

Avshera and Taenya knelt on the road for a few minutes before Urzkhal and a few other orcs approached them. “Thighs further apart sluts,” Urzkhal barked, correcting their postures. The young slaves fearfully complied. Urzkhal looked them up and down. “Xorakk said he wanted the blonde virgins for himself but I am going to interpret that instruction as him wanting one virgin, not every single virgin we collected,” he remarked. The other orcs grinned, eager for the chance to get access to one of the two virgins. “Alright I will select one for Xorakk. You men can have the other one to fuck. But let me confirm again they are virgins. Slaves, lie on your backs, and open your legs wide! And lift up your hips,” Urzkhal commanded. Avshera and Taenya quickly got into the new position, lifting up their hips so that their sexes were presented fully to Urzkhal. He crouched down between them and reached first between Avshera’s parted legs, pushing two fingers into her cunt until he felt her hymen. Avshera grunted and whimpered as the finger pushed inside her. Her cheeks reddened. She felt so humiliated. She felt like an object, or an animal as the orc casually inspected her most intimate of areas. Confirming Avshera’s virginity, Urzkhal withdrew his finger and then did the same to Taenya, confirming her virginity.

“Alright sluts, flip over and get on all fours, heads down on the ground and asses in the air. Then reach back and spread your ass cheeks,” Urzkhal commanded. Humiliated, the two elves did as they were ordered, getting in position and presenting their asses. Urzkhal pushed a finger in each of their asses. “They are both virgins and both have nice, tight asses,” Urzkhal remarked. “Aright sluts stand in the display position. Stand straight with your legs apart and with your tits thrust out. Put your hands behind your head and interlock your fingers.” Avshera and Taenya quickly climbed onto their feet and got into the display position, as commanded. Urzkhal looked them up and down. “Which slut is the prettier one you think?” he called over to the other orcs. “I will save the prettier one for Xorakk and you all can have the other.” He reached forward, groping and pinching the elves’ tits, thighs, and asses, assessing them. Avshera’s lip trembled as she was prodded and groped. She prayed it was over soon, and she prayed that she was the one chosen for this orc Xorakk, only so that her virginity would be preserved a little longer and she would not be subjected to being ravaged all night.

After he finished his inspections, Urzkhal stepped back and pointed to Avshera. “I will save that one for Xorakk. Enjoy the other one’s cunt.” The orcs cheered and stepped forward and grabbed Taenya, who was now sobbing. Urzkhal pointed to Avshera. “I am only preserving that one’s cunt for Xorakk. Feel free to use her ass.” Avshera’s eyes widened in shock. She slowly shook her head. It seemed she would be violated in another way. An orc gleefully hurried over to grab Avshera. She wailed as he began dragging her off. The orcs loved Urzkhal. He was a good leader who always treated his troops fairly and generously. And he had just generously given them access to more elf cunt and ass.

The orc who had taken Avshera dragged her just of the road into the woods. He pushed her down on her knees. “I strongly suggest you use your mouth and get my cock slick with your spit before I put it in your ass,” he instructed her. Avshera reluctantly leaned in and took his cock in his mouth licking and sucking on it, until it was both hard and coated with her saliva. The orc was eager to begin. He pushed Avshera on all fours and then pressed her face into the dirt so that her ass was jutting out and presented to him. “Stay in that position!” he barked. Avshera was too terrified to disobey, so she held her position as the orc settled behind her.

“Please do not do this!” Avshera whimpered as the orc gripped her hips and positioned his cock at her puckered hole. Her pleas were ignored. The orc drove his hips forward hard, plunging his cock to the hilt into her bowels with one fast stroke. Avshera’s eyes widened in shock and she screamed in pain. The pain was so intense she almost blacked out. The orc paused, with his cock buried in the young elf’s ass, relishing the feel as it clenched around his cock. She instinctively tried to use her sphincter muscles to push him out, which only increased the pleasurable stimulation for the orc. He also enjoyed the sensation as she thrashed around wildly, which only provided more stimulation for him. Avshera cried out over and over, humiliated and in pain. She couldn’t think clearly, all of her focus was on the intense pain of her ass being stretched widely by the invading orc cock.

The orc wrapped an arm around her waist to pull her firmly to him, and then reached around her with his other hand to grope her small tits. He began to grind his hips up into her ass cheeks, pulling his cock out of her slightly and then shoving it back deeper into her. Avshera was still crying out, trying to pull away from him but the orc kept his arm firmly wrapped around her waist and he yanked her back, plunging his cock beck into her ass fully again and earning another pained cry from the elf. “Please stop! Please do not do this!” Avshera cried.

The orc laughed. “Slut, your only purpose in life now is to take orc cock. You better get used to it.” To reinforce his words, he pulled back, withdrawing his cock most of the way, and then drove his cock back into her ass hard, earning renewed screams from Avshera.

The orc pulled his hand away from Avshera’s waist and grabbed a fistful of her hair to use as a reign as his other hand continued pinching and tweaking her nipples and roughly groping her tits. The orc began thrusting, slowly at first until he decided he had held back long enough. He began pounding her, thrusting as hard as he could, plunging in and out of her battered ass, as Avshera screamed and sobbed.

The painful ravaging felt like it lasted an eternity, but in reality, it was only a few minutes. The orc fucked her ass hard and fast, letting out an animalistic roar as he climaxed, shooting torrents of cum deep into her bowels. Avshera felt his cock pulsing and twitching inside her ass and then he fell onto her back, pressing her into the ground. After a minute, the orc pulled his now-flaccid cock from her ravaged asshole, trailing cum across her thigh. Avshera curled into a fetal position as she continued crying. “I will go find your mother so she can clean my cock off with her mouth and taste her daughter’s ass,” the orc crudely announced and he moved away. But another orc was eagerly waiting his turn. Avshera wailed when he grabbed her waist and pulled her back up onto all fours. A scream rang out as he plunged into her sore, battered asshole.

Avshera spent most of the night having her mouth and ass used by the orcs. They let her sleep a couple hours before dawn. She was in tremendous pain but she was so exhausted that she passed out.

Avshera was shaken awake at dawn and the slaves were lined up for their morning gruel and water. Avshera saw her mother and Taenya among the other captives. Both were covered in orc cum and bruises and dirt. Cum was still dripping down their thighs and out of their gaping, swollen orifices. Avshera realized she was relatively lucky. Only two of her orifices had been ravaged the night prior. It was clear the rest of the elves had all three orifices ravaged. But the prior night had made something crystal clear. Avshera had grown up her entire life believing that her body belonged to her and that no male could touch it without her permission. Now she understood quite differently. Her body and her orifices no longer belonged to her. They were the property of these vile orcs, who could do with them whatever, however, and whenever they pleased for their pleasure. And as terrifying and revolting as that was, she had absolutely no say in the matter.

Magrana saw Avshera and she cried out and tried to run to her. She had learned what had been done to her daughter and desperately wanted to comfort and console her. But as soon as she stood up, and orc grabbed her by the hair and threw her back down on the ground. He pulled his whip from his belt and whipped her harshly. Crying softly, Avshera finished he slave gruel, trying to ignore the sound of the whip cracking against her mother’s flesh and her mother’s pained cries.

When the slaves finished their morning meal, they were coffled and with a few slashes of the whip, they were urged forward, on their way back to the orcs war camp at the portal.

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Nimue wailed as the goblin violently thrusted into her from behind, while another pinned her down on the dirt. They were two out of a dozen goblins that had captured her in the forest. Each had ravaged her over and over for the past several hours. Each time one finished inside one of her swollen, ravaged orifices, she prayed it would end. But then another goblin climbed on top of her, and the relentless assault continued.

Nimue had thought she had taken precautions. She had stayed off the road on purpose to avoid detection. But as she made her way through the trees, her leg had been caught in a snare trap. The trap sprung, ensnaring her ankle and pulling her into the air so that she was suspended upside below a tree. Nimue had tried to use her dagger to cut the rope holding her leg but the noise of the trap springing had drawn the attention of the goblins. They quickly disarmed and stripped her.

And now they were ravaging her over and over. The latest goblin groaned as he dumped his seed into her womb. He rolled off of her limp body. Nimue expected another would take his place, as had been the case for hours, but the goblin holding her down leaned in. “Tell us what you were doing out here all alone, warrior, and I will make them stop ravaging you.”

Nimue sobbed. She could not take anymore. She just wanted it to stop. So, she started talking. She told them of the army regiment, 500 strong, who was heading into the forest to attack the goblins at the portal. When she told them everything she knew, the goblin patted her on the rump. “Good job slave. OK, let’s get you back to the portal so you can begin your new life. Don’t worry, your friends, or at least the female ones, will be joining you soon. We will warn the orcs that they are coming.” Nimue was gagged and her wrists wire bound behind her back. A rope was tried around her throat as a makeshift leash and they began to drag her off. The goblins would deliver Nimue to the slaver and the information she had provided to General Xorakk, so that the orcs could prepare for the elf army that was coming their way.

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

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