The Tale of Xorakk: Part 7 – The Battle

The exhausted slaves at the orcs’ war camp had finally finished the pit.  Avshera was ready to collapse.  She was so exhausted and sore that she struggled to even eat and drink when the bowls of gruel and water were placed in front of her.  The other slaves were just as exhausted and all of them lay in the dirt of the pit.

Avshera ate what she could and then fell limp on the muddy bottom of the pit. She closed her eyes and prayed that they might get the remainder of the day and the night to recover and rest after they had been driven by whip to dig the massive pit in the span of only two days.  But she knew what was coming, whether it was now or the next day.  She had heard the pit called a ‘fuck pit’ numerous times by the orcs.  There was no ambiguity what was going to happen to the slaves down here.

They were only given a few minutes rest before the orcs started slashing their whips at the human slave girls.  “Up, sluts.  No more need for you down here.  Back to your regular work!”  Struggling, the humans pulled themselves up and walked or crawled to the rope ladder on one edge of the pit.  Those that could climbed up the ladder.  Those that were too exhausted were carried up by the orcs, who informed the slaves that they would be whipped for their laziness.

And then it was only the two dozen elf maidens in the pit.  Avshera saw Taenya and her older sister curled up in the dirt and she crawled over them.  They didn’t speak.  They were all too exhausted and too scared to find words at the moment.  But Taenya was the elf maiden she had spent the most time with after their capture, since they had been the two virgins separated from the others, at least until the orcs had decided that Taenya’s virginity would not be saved for Xorakk.  The elves lay there for several minutes.  Finally, Taenya spoke.  “I am sorry about your mother,” she whimpered softly, her voice so faint that Avshera had almost missed her words.

“Thank you,” Avshera whimpered back, in an equally feeble voice.  Her eyes teared up as she thought of her mother, who had died in vain trying to protect Avshera.

Avshera closed her eyes.  She pushed her sad thoughts aside; she needed to sleep.  But then a voice rang out from above, outside the pit.  “The fuck pit is open, orcs!”  There was a loud cheer of orcs.  And then they started filing down the rope ladder.  The elves started crying or moaning.  It seemed they would be afforded no rest.  Orcs hurried over and grabbed Taenya and her sister.  Soon, orcs were thrusting into each of them.  Avshera curled into a ball, as if that might conceal or protect her.  But of course, it did not.  An orc roughly grabbed Avshera and stretched her out, pushing her down on her back.  A split second later, he was on top of her, pressed between her opened thighs and driving his cock into her sore pussy.  He fucked her until he came, and then he climbed off her limp body and another orc took his place.  Over and over Avshera and the other elves were savagely fucked, in a nonstop orgy of lust and violence.  As the brutal ravaging continued, Avshera realized that with so many orcs and only two dozen elves, she would never get any respite from this.  Her only hope was that the orcs found new elf maidens to capture and enslave and soon.  It was a terrible thing to hope, but it was the only hope for relief that Avshera could cling to.

………………..

The regiment of warriors from Argothrond marched down the road through the Great Forest. They had not seen any signs of any goblins since Delsanra had killed two and captured one of them. And the captured goblin had refused to divulge any information during his interrogations. None of the elves’ scouts returned yet with information. Delsanra was growing worried about Nimue.

The attack came without warning. There was a loud chorus of roars and snarls and suddenly hundreds of orcs came pouring out of the forest, charging at both flanks of the regiment of elves. The elves were taken by surprise and outnumbered. They had been expecting to find a couple hundred goblins. What was charging them was many hundreds of much larger and fiercer orcs. The elves were caught off guard and many were cut down quickly as the orcs swarmed them. Screams of dying elves and weapons clashing rang out as the elves tried to defend their position.

Delsanra drew her sword and prepared for battle as the orcs swarmed them. All around her was carnage as the elves were chopped down by the rampaging orcs. An elf in front of her raised his sword as a massive orc charged him. The orc held an axe which he swung, slicing the head off the elf and killing him in an instant. The elf’s blood spattered all over Delsanra, driving home in a sickening way how grave the situation had quickly become.

The orc charged at Delsanra next. He swung his axe at her, intending to part her head from her shoulders as he had done the other elf. Delsanra ducked beneath the blade and it barely missed her. As she ducked, she spun close to the orc and drove her sword into his chest. The orc screamed and collapsed, dying.

But Delsanra’s victory over the single orc was a rare exception. The orcs clearly had the upper hand.  The elves tried to push back the attackers but they were being cut down quickly by orc axe and sword. The dying screams of elves and the war cries of the orcs echoed through the forest. Elf after elf was slaughtered. It was a route. “Retreat!” a voice screamed out. Many of the elves turned and tried to flee. But it was too late. They were surrounded on all sides and there was nowhere to go. The orcs continued their slaughter. Many elves tried to flee; others held their ground. It did not matter which option they chose. They were chopped down by the attacking orcs.

Delsanra refused to retreat. She would die but she would take as many of the orcs with her as she could. Besides, she had seen there was nowhere to retreat. An elf next to Delsanra screamed as an orc swung his sword and buried the blade into his chest. The elf fell down, half cut-through, his life blood pouring from him. The orc pulled the blade from the dying elf and charged at Delsanra. He swung his sword and she raised her shield to parry it. The sword smashed into the shield and the force of it sent Delsanra to the ground hard. She realized that the orcs were much stronger than elves. The force of hitting the ground knocked the wind out Delsanra, and her senses were scrambled. Before she could react, the orc was upon her. He did not kill her with his sword, but instead tackled her, ripping her sword and shield from her and pinning her down. Delsanra tried to reach for her sheathed dagger, but the orc saw what she was attempting. He smashed her over the head hard with the hilt of his sword and everything went blurry. The orc pulled the dagger away from Delsanra’s belt and tossed it on the road. He grabbed Delsanra roughly by the hair and began to drag her away from her weapons.

Delsanra cried out in pain as she was roughly dragged off the road by her hair. She reached for the orc’s hand, trying to wrench it free from her hair, but he was much too strong. As soon as the orc got her off the road, he stopped and let go of her hair. Delsanra tried to kick him, but he easily caught her foot. The orc dropped down upon her, straddling her legs and holding her wrists to the ground above her head, pinning her down. He held her wrists with one hand and he drew a sheathed dagger with his other. Delsanra froze, fearing she was about to be killed. But he instead slipped the blade under the collar of her shirt and slipped the blade down, slicing through the fabric.

Her shirt was sliced through and she felt the cool air against her breasts. Delsanra wanted to fight, but she was pinned down and with the blade pressed so close to her flesh she knew that the orc could kill her in an instant if he chose. The orc sliced through her pants and underwear next and then used his hand to tear away the shreds of her clothing, leaving her naked. The orc flipped Delsanra around onto her belly. She started thrashing around but the orc held her pinned down with his body weight. He grabbed some rope form his belt and soon, her wrists were bound behind her back and her ankles were tied, giving them just enough slack that she would be able to shuffle along if she walked. The orc hauled Delsanra up to her feet and pulled her back to the road. Now bound, Delsanra couldn’t fight and was forced to shuffle along as the orc dragged her.

When they reached the road, Delsanra saw that the battle was over. The road was strewn with the bodies of dead and dying elves. The orcs were walking among the bodies, finishing off any males that were not yet dead. Most of the females were being rounded up and had been or were being stripped and bound just like Delsanra. Those that had been seriously wounded or mutilated were killed along with the males.

When the orcs were done, they had about 50 living captive elf maidens. The dead bodies of the remaining elf warriors lay strewn on the ground. Only a small handful of orcs were dead and only a few more were seriously injured. The orcs roared and raised their weapons, celebrating their victory. They had just decisively won their first battle against the elves, and acquired 50 new slaves.

Xorakk emerged, ready to address the captives. “Who is the most senior officer or leader among you?” he called.

There was silence for a moment and then Merethyl spoke up, in a firm voice. “I am.” Now that Luthais was dead, she was the most senior officer there.

Xorakk stepped over to where Merethyl was lying bound and stripped on the ground. He hauled her up onto her knees. “What is your name, elf?” he asked her.

“I am Merethyl Kriswynn, and I am a lieutenant in the army of the Kingdom of Argothrond. I demand that you release us.”

Xorakk laughed. “Well elf, let me explain something to you and all of your friends. You may have once been higher ranking elf than your friends here. But now you are all equal. Because you have been stripped of all title and status. Now you are slaves of the orc horde, all equal in your lowly status. You are no longer warriors. You are now mere chattel and animals. But perhaps to reinforce this, I will let all your slave sisters see you fucked first.” He pushed Merethyl and she fell forward. With her wrists bound behind her back, she fell onto her face, which pressed into the ground. Xorakk grabbed her hips and pulled them up so that her ass was jutting up in the air. He got on his knees behind her. The orc general reached forward and grabbed her hair and pulled her head from the dirt so that the other elves could see her face, as he positioned his cock at her slit. “Slaves, you were worthless on the battlefield. But now your worth will be determined by how good your cunts and other holes feel when they are pleasuring orc cock.” He slammed his hips forward and Merethyl let out a pained scream as his large cock drove into sex. He began grunting as he started thrusting away, as hard as he could, brutally slamming his cock into Merethyl’s defenseless body and earning cries from her.

The other elf maidens watched in horror but Delsanra closed her eyes, unable to watch her sister being raped. But she could hear the orc’s lustful grunts, Merethyl’s cries, and the sickening sound of flesh slapping against flesh. After a few minutes, Xorakk groaned and climaxed. When he was done, he let go of Merethyl’s hips and she fell limp into the dirt, broken and sobbing.

“Alright orcs, enjoy the spoils of war!” Xorakk yelled. The orcs cheered and they began to close in on the captive elf maidens. It seemed all of them were about to face the same fate as Merethyl. Delsanra’s eyes shot open and she watched, horrified, as the orcs began to climb on top of the captives and fuck them. Delsanra had thought she was going to die when the orcs overwhelmed their army but now she realized she was going to suffer a much worse fate. The orc that had captured Delsanra pushed her onto the ground on her knees. With her arms bound, she could not catch herself as she fell forward, and her face smashed into the dirt. She wailed, in a panic, as she felt the orc positioning behind her and felt his cock rubbing against her sex a second later. Delsanra cried out as she struggled in vain, as she tried to fight him off. But it was impossible. She was bound and the orc easily overpowered her. Delsanra’s cries turned to a tortured scream as the orc suddenly drove his cock into her pussy. Delsanra bucked and jumped around, trying to escape the large cock painfully driving into her defenseless body, but the orc held her in place and shoved himself into her, deeper and deeper. Once he had fully impaled her, the orc pulled his hips back and then slammed into her again, earning another wail form Delsanra. He began thrusting as hard as he could, brutally pounding the helpless elf. With each relentless drive into her, Delsanra cried out.

There were only 50 captives but hundreds of orcs. And many did not want to wait their turn. Another orc stepped up to Delsanra’s face and forced his cock in her mouth, pushing it in deeper until it was down her throat. Delsanra choked and gasped for air. The orc grabbed her hair and began to fuck her face at a frenzied pace, matching the speed and power of the orc thrusting into her cunt from behind. Every hard stroke bounced her back and forth between the two orcs spit-roasting her defenseless body. Delsanra let out tortured cries with each thrust, which were muffled by the cock shoved in her mouth.

The orc fucking her from behind climaxed quickly, spewing his cum into her battered womb. The orc fucking her mouth picked up the pace, slamming into her face and driving his cock down her throat until he too climaxed, sending his hot, sour cum into her mouth and down her throat. He pushed his cock the whole way into her throat, forcing her to swallow all of his cum.

As the orc’s cocks became limp, they withdrew them from her cunt and mouth and Delsanra fell limp onto the ground, crying softly. As she looked up, she saw all of the captured elf maidens were receiving a similar brutal treatment.

But her attention was quickly back on her own plight. Someone else stepped up, pulling her hips up again to present her ass. But when he spoke, she realized it was not an orc. It was the goblin she had captured. “Remember, me cunt. I told you this would happen.” He brought his hand down hard, slapping her ass. “If you had offered me your cunt, your life would be so much easier. But alas, you did not. The orcs will do with you what they please. I see one has already used your cunt, so I am not keen on tasting it anymore. But I will fuck your ass instead. He pressed his hard cock between her ass cheeks and against her asshole. Realizing what he intended, Delsanra cried, “Nooo!” which turned into a tortured wail as he thrusted forward hard, impaling her rectum and stretching her asshole wide. The goblin began driving his cock in and out of her ass, as hard as he could tearing into her ass. This was too much for Delsanra. She passed out. This did not stop more orcs from fucking her after the goblin had dumped his load into her abused ass. The orcs continued to use her limp, unconscious body. In a frenzy of lust and violence they celebrated their war victory by brutally fucking the defeated elf maiden warriors, who were now slaves, over and over.

………………..

Ailmar and Yalanue were dragged through the forest, their wrists cuffed behind their backs. They had been taken from the road by two orcs and into the Great Forest, and had walked for an hour or so. Yalanue had demanded that the orcs tell her what they were planning to do but that had just earned her a hard slap across the face. Yalanue was quite after that. Collars had been locked around Ailmar and Yalanue’s necks, and the were linked together. It meant that they were practically pressed against each other as they walked. Yalanue knew that it was not Ailmar’s fault, but it made Yalanue dislike him even more.

“Alright this is far enough,” one of the orcs, named Kramakh, remarked and he pushed the two captive elves down onto their knees. Kramakh turned to Ailmar as he opened Ailmar’s pack and pulled out one of the vials of breeding potion. “So, an elf cunt just has to take one of these? How long does it take to work?” he asked Ailmar.

Ailmar looked at Yalanue and then back to Kramakh and nodded. “Yes, just one and we tell patients it takes a few minutes before their fertility is boosted. It works very fast.”

Kramakh turned to the other orc, named Uragthmuk. “Hold open her mouth,” Kramakh said, and Uragthmuk reached out and grabbed Yalanue’s chin and pried her mouth open. Suddenly, Yalanue knew what they intended. They were going to give her breeding potion. She tried to close her mouth, but Uragthmuk held it open as Kramakh orc opened the vial and dumped the contents in her mouth. Uragthmuk pushed her mouth shut, and Yalanue was forced to swallow the breeding potion.

Nightmarish thoughts began to run through her mind about what they intended. Surely the orcs were not going to try and mate with her? Breeding potion couldn’t allow two different species to mate, could it? “Why are you doing this? Orcs can’t mate with elves! You can’t…” Yalanue’s protest was cut off when she was slapped across the face again.

Kramakh laughed. ‘Oh, we are going to fuck you a lot, eventually. But we aren’t going to put a baby in your belly.” He pointed to Ailmar. “He is.”

Horrified, Yalanue realized why they had changed their mind about killing Ailmar. They were going to have him impregnate her. The thought of being fucked by Ailmar was absolutely revolting. The thought of being forcefully impregnated by him, or anyone, was horrifying.

“Well, I got something we can do while we wait a few minutes for the potion to work, and to shut her up” Uragthmuk offered and he untied Yalanue’s wrists and freed her collar from Ailmar’s, and then pushed her onto her hands and knees. Kramakh laughed and nodded to his friend and then crouched down and grabbed Yalanue’s wrists, holding them in place so that she could not pull away as Uragthmuk got down on his knees behind her. He pried her thighs open and forced his hand between them, and he began rubbing her pussy, running his fingers up and down her slit before rubbing circles around her clit. Despite her revulsion at being touched this way by an orc, Yalanue felt her pussy quickly growing wet. The orc applied more pressure to her clit, rubbing it in circles until Yalanue started to squirm. The orc kept teasing her clit, causing her arousal to build quickly. Yalanue tried to ignore the sensation, but the orc kept rubbing her clit and soon she as gasping and panting, trying to resist giving in to the intensifying tingle in her loins. While Uragthmuk continued to play with her clit, he took his other hand and plunged a couple fingers into her cunt, causing Yalanue to gasp more loudly. Uragthmuk thrust his fingers in and out of her cunt and attacked her clit until Yalanue let out a loud gasp and her whole body shook with an intense orgasm. Uragthmuk felt her cunt clenching and contracting around his fingers. He swirled them around inside her cunt to scoop up some of her creamy juices, and then he pulled his fingers from her cunt and ribbed his lubricated fingers around her asshole before pushing his fingers into that tight little hole.

Uragthmuk grabbed her hips and shuffled forward, pressing his cock against her asshole. When she realized what he was intending to do, Yalanue whimpered, “No please no!” He thrusted forward, driving his cock into her ass with one quick stroke, and causing Yalanue to shriek in pain. Uragthmuk withdrew his cock and then slammed it back in again, causing another scream from the elf. The orc grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face into the dirt and began thrusting away, brutally fucking her ass. Yalanue sobbed and screamed into the dirt as her ass was ravaged. The orc did not last long and he thrusted hard until he let out a loud moan and came in her ass. He pulled himself out with a small pop, and turned to Kramakh. “Ok that has been a few minutes, I assume she is ready.”

Kramakh turned to Ailmar. “Alright elf, the only reason you are alive is because we want to breed that slut. Now get to fucking her and inseminate her.” Yalanue looked up from the dirt toward Ailmar. He was frowning and trembling, and looking back at her, clearly scared or horrified, but his cock was also erect. Either watching Yalanue being ass raped or knowing he was about to fuck her had aroused him. Ailmar stood there a moment, and Kramakh grew impatient. He grabbed Ailmar and threw him down onto his knees behind Yalanue. “Hurry it up elf, or we will dispatch of you and be on our way, and just find another elf to breed with her.”

Ailmar started down at Yalanue ass and glistening cunt. He grabbed Yalanue’s hips and got in position behind her. This set Yalanue off in a panic. She started thrashing around causing Ailmar to jump back. “No! Do not do this! I don’t want to be pregnant! You can’t do this!” Yalanue cried.

“You are a slave and we can do with you whatever we please,” Kramakh snapped and he crouched down and held her down.

Uragthmuk also positioned next to the struggling elf and he grabbed her hips and pulled them up and held them in place, so that her ass and cunt were presented for Ailmar. “Get to it elf!” he snarled to Ailmar.

Ailmar got in position again and pressed his erect cock to her opening. He thrust his hips forward and began pushing it into Yalanue’s pussy. Yalanue threw her head back and wailed. It did not hurt, but she was in pure agony by the notion that she was being forcefully impregnated and bred like an animal. Ailmar began thrusting in a slow rhythm at first, before he quickened his pace and began fucking her with quick, hard thrusts. Ailmar had been a virgin and he did not last long in Yalanue’s tight, wet, warm cunt. He groaned in pleasure as he climaxed, shooting his seed deep into her now very fertile womb.

Yalanue cried softly as Ailmar pulled his softening cock from her pussy. “I don’t understand why are you doing this,” she whimpered to the orcs. “What use am I to you pregnant?”

“Why? It is simple slave. You are one slave. But if we breed you and you give birth to a female, then we will have two slaves,” Kramakh explained. “If it is a male, we will just bash its head in, so let’s hope you give birth to a female.” This set off Yalanue and she started sobbing more loudly. She did not know which was worse, giving birth to a baby daughter who would be enslaved by these vile creatures or giving birth to a son who would be killed.

Uragthmuk flipped Yalanue onto her back and pulled her hips up so they were off the ground and her pussy was facing up to the sky. “Don’t want the elf’s seed leaking out of your cunt,” he remarked.

“How many babies will be in her litter?” Kramakh asked Ailmar.

“Elves typically only have one baby without potion, but many elves that take breeding potion have twins or triplets,” Ailmar answer.

“Well good, then let us hope it is more females than males,” Kramakh replied before he turned to Uragthmuk. “The elf has now served his purpose. Do you want to kill him or can I?”

“Wait wait wait!” Ailmar cried. “No, please don’t kill me! You still need me. The breeding potion greatly increases the chances a female elf will be impregnated but it does not guarantee it! Unless I breed with her for a few days you cannot be sure!”

Ailmar laughed. “Very well then. You bought yourself a few more days, elf.” Ailmar and Yalanue were hauled to their feet and bound again.

“OK let’s take these two through the forest and to Olfe Serine where we can meet up with Xorakk,” Uragthmuk proposed. Kramakh nodded and they dragged their captives off.

………………..

When Delsanra woke up, she groaned. Her whole body was sore, especially between her legs. As her eyes fluttered open and she looked around, she saw the orcs were going through the elf regiment’s supplied, including those on all the dead bodies, collecting anything of use or value. In the center of the carnage, a pike had been driven to the ground. Luthais’s severed head was on the pike. Merethyl was kneeling next to it, her arms bound behind her back. She now had a metal collar around her throat which was chained to another post that had been driven into the dirt next to the pike with Luthais’s head. She had been to kneel in an obscene way with her legs parted widely. Delsanra could see cum oozing from her swollen pussy and pooling on the ground. Cum was also spilling down her chin. As Delsanra glanced down between her own thighs and at her swollen, red, pussy she saw that she was in a similar state. As Delsanra glanced back at her sister, she saw that her ears and nipples had been pierced. Merethyl had been such a proud and honorable warrior, but the orcs had reduced her into a sexual object.

After the orcs had gathered everything of value, it was time to collect the slaves. “Coffle the slaves!” Xorakk yelled. The orcs grabbed the bound captives and hauled them up. They were given iron collars like Merethyl. The collars were linked by chains so that they were all in a line. Merethyl was in the front. Delsanra was somewhere in the middle.

Xorakk selected 10 orcs from his troops. “Take these slaves back to our war camp and have Urzkhal decide what to do with them,” he commanded. “The rest of us are off to Olfe Serine to gather more cunts.” Hearing that one of their kingdoms own villages was about to be sacked was yet another crushing humiliation and defeat for the elves. Their failure had not only doomed them. It was also about to doom innocent and helpless civilians of their kingdom. A few warriors had been stationed at Olfe Serine after elves had gone missing there and they had learned of the goblins; presence in the Great Forest. But certainly, there nowhere near enough warriors to resist these fierce orcs. There were way less there than the regiment of 500 elves that had just been crushed.

The ten orcs used whips and began slashing at the coffle. “Move cunts!” Delsanra cried put as a whip slashed her thigh. She and the other elves quickened their pace as they were forced down the road to begin their new lives as slaves.

(End of Part 7, to be continued...)

All of the art depicted on my blog is by the artist, MercyMagnet. Please support this talented artist by viewing and subscribing to his Subscribestar page.

I am just a fan that has been inspired by his amazing art to write some short stories. Please enjoy and please support MercyMagnet so he can continue making great art!