The Tale of Xorakk: Part 5 – The New Elf Slaves Arrive at Xorakk’s Camp

“Wake up, sluts!” a voice yelled. Quickly, the captives from the Marish Plains woke. They had all been chained together around a tree and allowed a few hours sleep after a long day of being driven by whips through the forest and a night of being ravaged by their captors. They were sore, exhausted and emotionally broken. And they knew they had yet another long day of being forced to walk in coffle and then being ravaged ahead of them. And countless more to follow.  The elves were unchained from each other. “Line up sluts, and kneel to be fed,” the orc barked. Avshera knelt next to her mother. Seeing her mother for these brief moments, when they were not being marched or fucked and abused by their captors, were the only moments that Avshera had any relative comfort.

Bowls of slave gruel and water were placed in front of Avshera and she hungrily at up the gruel and drank the water. She licked her bowl of gruel clean, trying to get up every last bit. It was never enough. She was always hungry after eating the meager meal of gruel she was given. Suddenly, a voice rang out. “Please Masters, please I am so hungry, I need some more or I will not be able to walk anymore!” It was a young redheaded elf.

An orc unfurled his whip and stepped forward, prepared to whip her for speaking out, but Urzkhal stopped him. He stepped forward and stood over the slave. “What would you do to earn more slave gruel, slave?” he asked her.

“Anything, Master,” she whimpered and and she parted her thighs wider, giving the orc a better view of her cunt. She was offering herself for more gruel. Urzkhal clipped a leash to her collar and pulled her from the line, making her crawl on all fours.

Urzkhal pulled down his pants and sat in the dirt. He pointed to his cock. “Then earn it, slut.”

“Yes, Master,” she whimpered and she crawled over and took his cock in her mouth and began licking and sucking it. It only took a minute before Urzkhal was hard. He pulled her head away from his cock.

“Ride my cock, slut,” he commanded and the slave obediently climbed up over him until she was straddling his hips. He used his hand to position his cock at the entrance of the slave's cunt and she slowly sunk down, his cock impaling her until she was settled onto his lap. The slave immediately started raising her self up and down with her hips, riding his cock so that her cunt was sliding up and down on his cock. Urzkhal grunted in pleasure as the slave rode him.

The slave closed her eyes and moaned and she started gyrating her hips as she bounced up and down. As she slid up, the other slaves could see that Urzkhal’s cock was now glistening with her juices. The slave continued riding the orc commander for several minutes. He reached up and began fondling her bouncing tits, and tweaking her nipples. The slave moaned and began grinding her hips harder, trying to push the cock inside as deep as it would go. Urzkhal pulled one hand from her tits and reached back and slapped her ass cheek over and over, earning an excited squeal from the slave.

As Urzkhal’s excitement built he reached down and grabbed her hips and started humping into her, slamming her with hard thrusts. Suddenly an orgasm swept through the elf and she lifted her head up and moaned loudly as her body shook.

As the slaves’ cunt spasmed around Urzkhal’s cock, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He groaned as his cock erupted, flooding her with his seed. The slave collapsed against Urzkhal, panting and bathed in sweat. Urzkhal pushed her off him. “Back to the line, slut.” She slowly crawled over to the line of kneeling slaves. “That slut earned herself more slave gruel,” he said and an orc scooped more into her bowl. The slave pushed her face into the bowl and hungrily slurped it up. With her face in the bowl her ass jutted up in the air and Urzkhal’s cum oozed from her cunt down her thighs. “Any other sluts want to try and earn more gruel?” Urzkhal called out. “Beg for a master to fuck you and present yourselves to be fucked!”

About a third of the captive elves began pleading to be fucked, and either falling on their backs and opening their legs or getting on all fours and presenting their asses and cunts. Orcs eagerly took those slaves out of line and began fucking them. The other elves remained kneeling, not willing to degrade themselves for more food, even though all of them were famished.

Avshera was so hungry. Her stomach was growling. But she looked over at her mother. Magrana had not been one of the slaves to offer up herself to be fucked for more food. Avshera decided that she too would not degrade herself and surrender her dignity and virtue by offering her mouth or ass for food. But she stared down at the empty bowl, her eyes tearing up. She was so hungry!

An orc saw her staring down at her bowl. “Want some more gruel, slut?” he called to her. “Beg me to be allowed to suck my cock, and I will give you some more gruel.”

Avshera’s lip trembled. Her eyes teared up. For a moment she debated doing it. But she pushed he thought aside. She had to stay strong. “I am not hungry, Master,” she whimpered.

But then Magrana suddenly called out. “Master, please, I beg you to allow me to suck your cock so that my daughter may have some more food.” Avshera turned, shocked, and looked at her mother. She wanted to tell her mother it was not necessary but she did not dare speak up and earn herself a whipping. Magrana cast a quickly glance at her daughter and offered her a quick nod, trying to reassure her, before her attention was back on the orc.

The orc pondered the offer, and after a moment, he snapped a leash on Magrana’s collar and pulled her over. “Ok slut, suck away and swallow my cum, and your daughter will get more gruel,” he told her. He lowered his pants and sat down. Magrana crawled over and took his cock into her mouth. Soon her head was bobbing up and down as she licked and sucked away, pleasuring the orc with her mouth. The orc grunted, enjoying the sensation, and his cock quickly hardened. Magrana continued to slurp away until the orc groaned loudly and his cock began spurting.

Magrana quickly swallowed all the cum, reaching with her hand to scoop some that had spilled down her chin into her mouth.  The orc pulled his pants up. “Good work, slut,” he commended her. “Back to the line.”  He then scooped more gruel into Avshera’s bowl. 

“Mother, it is yours,” Avshera fwhispered.

Magrana shook her head. “No, please eat it. I will be ok,” she whispered back. Avshera felt guilty but her hunger won out. She pushed her head into her bowl and slurped up her second helping of gruel.

After the elves had eaten, Urzkhal ordered that they be chained up in coffle again. “We are only a few hours from the war camp,” he announced. Avshera’s heart sank. She knew what was going to happen to her when they reached the camp. Her virginity had been saved for an orc general there.  But as orcs began slashing at the coffle of slaves with their whips, it lumbered forward, and Avshera had no choice but to follow along, a pit growing in her stomach as she knew that the last semblance of her virtue was about to be forcefully taken from her.

After a few hours of walking, the orcs and coffle of new slaves arrived at Xorakk’s camp. A roar of approval erupted from the orcs at the camp as they saw the scared, naked elf maidens being herded into the camp. The elves trembled as they were forced through the camp, listening to the crude remarks of the orcs who leered at their naked flesh. The elves of course already knew what the orcs had planned for them and it had been done to them by the raiding party every night since their capture. But that had been a few dozen orcs. There were hundreds and hundreds of orcs in this camp. And as the elves saw the condition of the enslaved human women, they realized that slavery was even worse than they had imagined.

Avshera had been put in the back of the line as it was marched into the camp, since she was to be Xorakk’s prize. Urzkhal wanted to save the best for last. When the elves got to the center of the camp, they were presented to Xorakk. Urzkhal ordered the slaves to get in the display position. Xorakk eagerly moved down the line, stopping at any of the elves that caught his eye to inspect them, groping their tits, squeezing their ass, checking their teeth, or pushing hand between their legs to test the tightness of their holes. When he got to the end, Urzkhal unchained Avshera from the coffle and thrust her forward, presenting her to Xorakk.

“Your blonde virgin,” Urzkhal announced.

Xorakk licked his lips as he looked over the young, trembling elf. He reached out to grope her tits and pinch her nipples, then reached around to feel her ass. He enjoyed the feel of her body trembling as he explored it with his hands. The fear turned him on. Xorakk pushed his hand between Avshera’s parted thighs and pushed a couple fingers inside her to test her virginity. He nodded in approval as he pulled his fingers from her. “Thank you Urzkhal, I shall especially enjoy fucking this one.” He called over to a slaver. “But first, brand the slaves. This one first,” he said, gesturing toward Avshera.

The coffle was led to a slaving station that had been set up in the camp. The elves had not been aware that they were to be branded. Upon learning the news, some cried, others stood there in stunned silence. Being branded was just one more barbaric act to reduce them to animals and chattel. Avshera was the first to be put on the branding log. As the hot iron was pressed to her thigh by the slaver, the sizzle of her flesh sounded and then was quickly downed out by her agonized scream. Still chained in the coffle, Magrana sobbed as she watched her daughter being branded like a farm animal. Avshera continued to scream in pain after the brand was pulled from her seared flesh. She struggled to breath as she screamed and bucked wildly against the straps holding her down, the searing pain barely relenting when the brand was pulled away. Avshera was pulled from the log and forced to kneel on the ground as the remaining elves were branded, one by one.

Xorakk approached as they were wrapping up. “Alright, time for me to fuck the virgin.”

A wail rang out. “Please do not do that to my daughter!” Magrana had been kneeling like all the other branded elves but she stood up and stepped towards Xorakk. Urzkhal quickly intercepted her, grabbing her by the hair and throwing her down on the ground. He unfurled his whip and raised it but then Xorakk stopped him.”

“Oh, this elf cunt is the mother of the virgin? How perfect! I think she just wants to watch as I usher her daughter into true slavery,” Xorakk mocked. “Hold her down and let her watch.” Urzkhal pulled Magrana onto her knees and gripped her hair, holding her head up to that she had to watch her daughter being deflowered.

Xorakk undid his belt and removed his pants. Avshera stared in terror at his large, erect cock. She thought there was no way that thing would fit inside her. The orc general grabbed Avshera and pushed her onto the ground on her back. He used his hands to forcefully pry open her thighs, and he settled on top of her. Avshera wailed, in a full panic. She felt lucky that she had been spared being fucked vaginally by the orcs that had raided the Marish Plains. But she had known that this moment was inevitably coming and had dreaded it. And now it had arrived.

Xorakk reached down and started rubbing his cock against her slit, teasing the moment. Magrana was yelling and trying to pull herself free from Urzkhal’s grip but the orc was much stronger than her and easily held her down. Xorakk lined up his cock at Avshera’s opening and began to push it inside her. He went slowly, not driving his cock all the way in, just pushing it in ever so slowly. Avshera was sobbing and thrashing around, trying in vain to move her body away from him as his cock slowly invaded her virgin hole. She threw her head back and wailed in frustration as her pussy began to stretch around his cock as it forced its way inside her.

Xorakk pushed his cock in further, enjoying the feel of the virgin elf’s cunt squeezing his cock. He stopped when he felt it press against her hymen. He slowly thrusted in and out, and each time he hit the hymen he felt Avshera shudder in pain and squeal. Xorakk continued his for a few moments and then he suddenly shoved forward further, plunging through her hymen and burying nearly all of his cock inside her. Avshera’s body tensed up, her eyes widened, and she screamed as her virginity was torn away. Xorakk felt her virginal blood coating his cock and slickening her passage. He thrusted into her deeper and harder until his cock was fully impaling her, filling her to his balls. Grunting, he began brutally pounding her, giving the young slave no quarter, taking away all of her innocence and sating his own lustful need. Minutes passed as he rode her, but it seemed like hours for Avshera as she was painfully ravaged, and for Magrana, who was forced to watch her daughter being defiled. The other elves knelt on the ground, also watching, pitying the young elf, remembering their own defilement by the orcs, and fearing the ravaging from the massive army in the camp that they knew was coming.

Finally, Xorakk felt his orgasm approaching and he kept pounding her until he couldn't hold back anymore and his cock exploded. Xorakk groaned loudly as he filled her ravaged womb with his seed, continuing to thrust into her until his cock stopped spurting. He withdrew his cock from her and rolled off of her limp body. He could see the cum and virginal blood leaking from her swollen red cunt and down her thighs onto the dirt. Avshera sobbed and curled into a ball, closing her legs and covering her face with her hands in shame. Magrana was also sobbing, her head down, ashamed and dismayed that she had been unable to save her daughter from that brutal violation.

However, Xorakk was not done with Avshera. He leaned down and gripped her by her hair pulling her up onto her knees. “Clean my cock,” he ordered, and thrusted his limp cock, smeared with his cum and her virginal blood and fluids, in front of her face. Avshera stared at it with sad eyes for a moment before she obediently opened wide and took the cock into her mouth.

“Use your tongue, slut,” Xorakk growled and Avshera sucked and slurped at the cock, and licked at it with her tongue. Xorakk closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her mouth on his cock. As Avshera continued, she felt the cock starting to grow inside her mouth. Xorakk grunted, feeling his arousal building again. “Keep going slut,” he growled. Avshera obediently continued working the cock with her mouth and tongue, as she had been taught since her capture. Xorakk still had his hand in Avshera’s hair and he gripped it harder and began to thrust with his hips, causing Avshera to gag as he began to drive its full length into her throat.

Avshera continued gagging, panicking as she fought for air, desperately gliding her tongue up and down his shaft and sucking with her mouth hoping he would cum again soon, and that this would be over. However, it took a while, as Xorakk had just cum, and he pounded her mouth and throat for several minutes until he groaned and his cock once again began spurting cum. “Swallow it all, slut!” he growled, and Avshera tried her best to swallow it all down. However, as he pulled his cock from her mouth, some of it spilled down her lips and onto the ground. Xorakk snarled and pulled his foot back and kicked Avshera hard in the gut, causing her to cry out and curl up into a ball. “Slave you never let an orc’s cum spill on the ground when he commands you to swallow it,” he angrily snarled as he kicked her hard again.

“Noo!” Magrana cried as she watched Xorakk kicking her daughter. Instinct kicked in and she tried to help her daughter. Magrana started thrashing, trying to pull herself free from Urzkhal’s grip. She saw his sheathed dagger and she reached for it, pulling it free. Instantly, Urzkhal grabbed her wrist and he wrenched it backwards. Magrana cried in pain as her wrists snapped and she dropped the dagger. Urzkhal was about to haul her away to be whipped but Xorakk stormed over. He picked up the dagger from the ground and then turned to the other elves kneeling on the ground watching. “Slaves, let this be an important lesson for you. This is what happens when you dare to pick up a weapon to use against a master.” He turned and pressed the blade to Magrana’s neck and drew it across her throat, slicing it deeply. Magrana’s eyes widened in shock. Blood began to pour from her cut throat and Magrana tried to scream, but only a gargling, gasping noise escaped her slit throat. She slumped forward and Urzkhal released her wrist. She fell to the ground, clenching her throat as the life flowed from her. She was dead in a minute. Avshera let out a tortured wail as she watched her mother dying. Some of the other elves watching also started to cry. Even Urzkhal had a noticeably disturbed look on his face. He did not think slaves that had not yet been broken and conditioned should be killed for such a transgression. It was a waste of valuable slave meat. But he knew better than to speak his disapproval to Xorakk.

As Avshera sobbed, Xorakk handed the blade back to Urzkhal. “That slave is no longer a virgin,” he called to his orcs, pointing to Avshera. “She is available for anyone else to use now.” The closest orc eagerly stepped forward grabbing Avshera and forcing her onto her hands and knees. He positioned his cock at her swollen, battered cunt and drove his hops forward, entering her with one hard thrust. Avshera barely reacted. She was in too much shock at having watched her mother killed. The orc began pounding into her and still she barely reacted.

“Have at them all!” Xorakk called. “And when you are done add that meat to the gruel.” He pointed to Magrana’s lifeless body. The orcs rushed forward, eager to fuck the new elf slaves. The elves were thrown on the ground and the orcs began to brutally ravage them. The forest soon echoed with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the sobs and cries of the elves, and the grunts of orcs.

Avshera herself was ravaged over and over for the rest of the day and long into the night. Her mouth, ass, and cunt were fucked until they were raw. Eventually she passed out, and received the mercy of unconsciousness as the orcs continued ravaging her and the other elf slaves from the Marish Plains.

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

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