The Tale of Xorakk: Part 9 – The Second Raid of Olfe Serine

Ghilanna and her daughter Tiriana huddled in their home, terrified. They could hear screams and the clash of weapons outside. Someone or something was attacking the village. Ghilanna and her daughter stayed away from the windows so they could not see, but from the sound of it, whoever was attacking was winning. Ghilanna closed her eyes. Ghilanna’s husband was out there somewhere. She prayed he was ok.

Both Ghilanna and Tiriana jumped as they heard the sound of splintering wood and glass breaking, and then muffled screams. The attackers, whoever they were, had forced their way into a neighbor’s house. Hearing this put Ghilanna’s focus from her husband back to her daughter. She knew their house might very well be next. “Tiriana, go upstairs and in to your room. Stay away from the window. But if you hear anyone break in here, I want you to escape out the window. Try and get out of the village and get away as far as you can. Go north until you find any elves, or you reach Salelenor.”

“Mother I don’t want to leave you! I want to stay down here with you! I am scared!” Tiriana cried.

Ghilanna hugged her daughter and kissed her forehead. “It is going to be OK. Go upstairs.” Tiriana reluctantly headed up the stairs. Ghilanna went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and turned to face the front door. She trembled, waiting and praying that no one would try to come through their door. She did not have to wait long. Something smashed into the door. Then again. Then again. On the fourth strike, the door was torn from the hinges and fell to the floor with a loud crash. Ghilanna’s eyes widened in terror as a pair of orcs barged inside. She brandished her knife and tried to swing it as one of the orcs charged at her. The orc easily grabbed her wrist and squeezed it hard until Ghilanna cried out in pain and dropped the knife. The orc grabbed her other wrist and held her as the second orc stepped forward and began ripping off her clothing in shreds. When she was half naked, the orc looked her up and down. “This one is suitable,” he said and reached down and grabbed her ankles. The two orcs began to carry the screaming, thrashing elf from her home.

“You have anyone else in there?” the first orc asked Ghilanna. She shook her head. “No, I was alone in there,” she whimpered. The orc looked to the house and then back to his friend. “I don’t believe her. Check the house. I will deal with this one.”

He pinned Ghilanna to the ground and began to tear off the last shreds of her clothing as the other orc moved back toward the house. Once Ghilanna was naked, he began binding her wrists behind her back and then her ankles. The orc horde had a new slave. One of many new slaves.

On the rear side of the house, shielded from the orcs’ view Tiriana climbed from her window and lowered herself and dropped down to the street below. She started to run. All around her was chaos. Elves were fleeing or desperately fighting as orcs captured them or slaughtered them. Almost immediately an orc spotted Tiriana as she sprinted down the street. He ran at her. But before he reached her, an elf suddenly jumped in his path. The elf had a pitchfork and he thrust it at the orc. The orc jumped aside, and raised his sword and began hacking at the elf. The elf screamed as the sword sunk into his flesh over and over. But the distraction allowed Tiriana to slip away. She ran as fast as she could. All around her, so many other elf maidens were less lucky. As they tried to flee, they were grabbed, stripped, and bound. But by some act of the gods, Tiriana managed to reach the edge of the village without being captured. She wanted to go north like her mother had instructed but when she turned in that direction, she saw dozens of orcs. So, she ran south instead, into the Great Forest.

The orc that was searching Ghilanna’s house stepped outside as the first orc finished binding her. “Looks like they have a daughter, from the clothing I saw in a bedroom, but she isn’t in there. The window in the bedroom was open. She must have escaped,” he said. Ghilanna closed her eyes, breathing a sigh of relief.

“Someone else will get her,” the first orc said as he hauled Ghilanna up onto her feet. As Ghilanna was dragged to the town square in the center of the village, she prayed her daughter managed to get away. She was dropped on the ground. All around her were elven women and girls, all stripped and bound like she had been. Ghilanna looked around and did not see her daughter. She breathed another sigh of relief. As Ghilanna continued eying her surroundings, she saw all the bodies, and the orcs still killing men male elves. Elves who were her friends and neighbors. She knew her husband had likely faced this same fate. She closed her eyes, unable to watch. But she could not ignore the screams.

As time passed, the screams decreased and then went silent. The orcs had killed or captured everyone on the street and now were going house to house. More and more female elves were dragged from homes and added to the collection of captives in the square. Each time a captured elf maiden was taken to the square, Ghilanna fearfully checked, praying it was not her daughter. None that she saw were Tiriana. It was the only thing that Ghilanna could cling to, to not start crying. Most of the other elf maidens did not have anything similar to cling to, and they were sobbing.

After another hour or so, the orcs had gone through every house and dragged out every female. They had killed every male, man and boy alike. Xorakk walked through the square, peering down at the naked elf flesh lying bound on the ground. They had acquired over 300 new slaves. As Xorakk examined the bound slaves, one of his lieutenants arrived with an update. “We have patrols on the roads and in the forest to make sure no elves escaped, but it looks like we captured almost all of the cunts and killed almost all of the males of the village. If any managed to get away, it is only a very small number. And our patrols will find them.”

Xorakk nodded. Then he turned to address his army. “Orcs!” he shouted to his assembled troops. “You have done well. In a few days, we march for our first real battle as we seek to take a walled city, and not just a pitiful village like this. But until we do, we celebrate! Enjoy your new slaves!”

The orcs roared and began crowding around the bound elf maidens, grabbing one they wanted to fuck. Soon the air was filled with the sounds of orcs violently ravaging the captives. An orc grabbed Ghilanna. He untied her ankles and pried her thighs open. As he settled onto of her, Ghilanna pleaded to him not to fuck her and her pleas turned to a sharp scream as he drove his cock into her unprepared vagina. As the orc began thrusting away, Ghilanna sobbed, and prayed that her daughter had escaped.

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Tiriana wandered though the Great Forest. She was in a daze. She had seen so much carnage and terror as she had witnessed the orcs sacking Olfe Serine. Tiriana had no idea where she was going. She had no idea where she should go. She just wanted to put as much distance between herself and the orcs in Olfe Serine as possible.

Tiriana wondered what had happened to her mother and father. In the brief glimpse of the carnage she had seen, it seemed like the orcs were killing all the male elves and dragging off all the females. Had her parents suffered those fates she wondered. Tiriana’s eyes teared up. She was pretty sure she knew the answer. When three elf maidens had gone missing from Olfe Serine weeks ago, everyone had been scared. Tiriana’s own imagination had run wild, thinking about what might have happened to them. But in her wildest nightmares, she had never imagined something like this.

As Tiriana continued to walk aimlessly through the forest, she suddenly heard a noise and she froze. Tiriana quickly ducked behind a tree and listened. It sounded like a female elf. It sounded like crying. Tiriana listened more, trying to figure out if any orcs were nearby and might be the reason the elf was crying. But she heard no one else. Tiriana decided to investigate and she slowly crept in the direction of the sobbing noises. She moved toward the sound until she saw a lone figure through some trees. As she crept closer, she saw it was an elf maiden. She recognized her; she was an elf that was about Tiriana’s age named Naesala Mirarieth. Naesala was the mayor’s daughter. Her own mother, Filaurel, had been one of the elf maidens who had gone missing weeks ago.

Tiriana stepped on a twig and when Naesala heard it crack, she quickly fell silent, fearful that an orc had come for her. “It is me, Tiriana,” Tiriana announced to Naesala as she stepped closer.

“You managed to get away too,” Naesala said. “Do you know if anyone else did?”

Tiriana shook her head. “I am not sure. I managed to slip away in the chaos. I do not think many others were so lucky. How did you get away?”

“I had just happened to be on the edge of the village, on the opposite side the orcs came from,” Naesala replied. “I couldn’t sleep and so I was out walking. I haven’t been able to sleep much since my mother went missing. But I heard the orcs roaring and charging into the village and so I ran.”

Tiriana closed her eyes. “I am sorry about your mother. I think they have my mother now too. I think they have everyone.” Tiriana fought back more tears.

“Where can we go? What can we do?” Naesala whimpered.

“Before she was taken, my mother told me to flee north to Salelenor,” Tiriana replied. “But there were lots of orcs north so I fled south to the Forest.”

“We should go to Salelenor. We can warn everyone about the orcs. Perhaps they can mount a rescue for everyone here,” Naesala offered. "Let’s walk east for a while until we are well past Olfe Serine, and then we can head north.” 

 Tiriana agreed. The two young elves began walking.  They walked for nearly an hour. Neither of them spoke much. They were too sad and too afraid. As they continued walking east, they suddenly heard voices. The two elves froze. As they listened, they could hear multiple voices and the sounds of a twigs snapping the forest. Tiriana and Naesala began to run. They heard the sounds of pursuit crashing behind them. Suddenly Tiriana’s foot caught a fallen branch and she went crashing to the ground. Tiriana cried out in pain and grabbed her ankle. Naesala stopped and glanced back at the other elf. A look of helplessness washed over face and she turned and began to run again. She knew she could not help Tiriana.

A pair of goblins came crashing through the forest and they spotted Tiriana. Tiriana rose and tried to run again, limping along. The goblins easily caught up to her. Tiriana wailed as a goblin pounced onto her back. The other goblin wrapped his arms around her legs. She was captured. The young elf sobbed as the goblins began to rip off her dress, tearing it to shreds. Before it was even off, one of the goblins reached up the shreds of the shirt and began to pull off her underwear. Tiriana wailed in dismay and tried to pull herself free but the goblin on her back held her arms and she was helpless to resist.

“Let’s see what we have down here?” the goblin stripping her said excitedly as he pulled her panties down her hips and legs. “She is relatively young; I bet she is a virgin!” he exclaimed. “I am gonna have a taste!”

As the goblin began to tear off the last shreds of her dress, Tiriana began to plea. “Please let me go! Please do not do this!” she cried. The goblin ignored her and knelt between her legs. She let out a yelp and began squirming in the other goblin’s grasp as the first goblin pushed his face between her thighs and pressed his mouth to her sex. Tiriana shook her head and whimpered as the goblin began to softly suck on the folds of her sex, pushing his tongue inside her to give her a taste. “Please! Stop that!” Tiriana cried as the goblin pushed his tongue inside her. He pulled his head up and began to flick his tongue over her clit and then pressed his lips to it and began to suck on the sensitive little nub. Tiriana threw her head back and wailed in frustration as the goblin’s mouth and tongue teased at her sex. She was indeed a virgin and she had never felt such intimate contact before, and it terrified and humiliated her as she feel the first tingles of arousal.

The goblin slowly pushed one, then two fingers, into her cunt, which quickly moistened and then grew slick in response to his attentions. Soon, the goblin had her juices flowing, and wet sounds of arousal emanated from the young elf’s cunt as his fingers thrusted in and out of her. The goblin eagerly lapped up her creamy juices. He licked and slurped away at Tiriana’s pussy as his fingers thrusted in and out at a rapid pace. He once again began sucking on her clit and Tiriana let out an involuntary moan. She was panting as she continued pleading and begging for him to stop. She was trying so hard to ignore the growing arousal she felt in her loins but that was growing more and more impossible by the second.

The globin kept at her clit with his mouth and tongue as he fingered her. Tiriana moaned again and she continued squirming as she approached the edge of an orgasm. Suddenly, she let out a gasp and her eyes rolled back as her whole body shook. She arched her back as the orgasm ripped through her young body, the first orgasm of her life. The goblin tasted the flood of pussy nectar that bathed his tongue and mouth. He eagerly slurped loudly at the gush of fluids as the young elf’s pussy spasmed and her whole body convulsed in the throes of her intense orgasm. When her orgasm finally subsided, Tiriana dropped her head, ashamed.

“Now it’s my turn,” the second goblin announced. “Alright slave, you ever suck cock before?” He jumped off of Tiriana’s back and pushed her onto her knees.

Tiriana stared in horror at the goblin’s already-erect cock. “What!?? No please do not make me do that!” Tiriana cried.

The goblin slapped her hard across the face. “Slaves are never permitted to say no. When I order you to suck my cock, your only response, is ‘Yes, Master,’” he snarled angrily. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head forward, pressing his cock to her lips. She reluctantly opened her lips and let him push his cock into her mouth, almost throwing up as she tasted the nasty sweaty thing pressing into her mouth. The goblin started thrusting, ramming his cock into her mouth and into the back of her throat and Tiriana lurched and gagged. “Suck! Use your tongue and lick it! Or I will whip you!” the goblin snarled.

Tears poured down Tiriana’s cheeks as she half-heartedly sucked and licked at the shaft of his cock as it thrusted in and out of her mouth.

The goblin grew impatient. “You call that sucking cock, slave!?!” he snapped. He pulled his cock from her mouth, letting drool spill down her chin as he withdrew it and he slapped her hard across the cheek again with his hand. “Maybe if you are not going to be a satisfactory slave, we should just kill you and leave your body in the forest,” he threatened.

Crying, Tirana whimpered, “No, please do not kill me. I... I will do better. Please Master, let me try again.” Her cheeks reddened with shame as she surrendered. But she did not want to die.

The orc grabbed her hair again and reinserted his cock into her mouth. Tiriana struggled to breath and fought the gagging sensation as he thrusted in and out of her mouth deeply. This continued for a couple minutes and then suddenly the goblin groaned and pushed his cock deep into her mouth as he started to climax, his cum spewing into her mouth and down her throat. Tiriana began choking on it as she tried to swallow it all but she gagged and sputtered and coughed, and cum spilled down her chin onto her tits.

“You dumb elf cunt, you swallow cum when it is offered to you!” the goblin snapped angrily and he raised his hand to strike her again as he pulled his cock from her mouth.

But then a voice boomed out. “Oh, you found an escapee?” Both Tiriana and the pair of goblins turned as three orcs emerged from the forest.

The first goblin nodded. “Aye, she has a tasty cunt but she isn’t very good at sucking cock. She is a virgin so that is probably why.”

As the orcs grew closer, one of them grabbed Tirana and threw her onto her back on the ground. “A virgin, eh? We can fix that!”

“No! Please no!” Tiriani sobbed as the orcs closed in around her.

Fifty yards away, Naesala was pressed against a tree trying to hide. She had heard the orcs approaching and announce they were going to fuck Tiriani. A minute later she heard a sharp scream from Tiriani. Naesala closed her eyes and covered her ears, trying to drown out the sound of the orcs ravaging the young elf.

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Ghilanna was on her hands and knees, as a pair of orcs thrust into her mouth and pussy. She was in a state of shock. Before today, she would have never believed that orcs existed in Elevosia. But today, her husband had been killed by them and she and every other female elf had been enslaved by them. Now she had spent the entire day being ravaged over and over by these vile monsters as they celebrated in an orgy of lust and violence. The only consolation for her was that her daughter had apparently escaped. She knew most of the elves were not so lucky and mothers, daughters, and sisters were all being brutally ravaged and abused next to each other.

As the orcs continued to violently thrust into her, she hard a voice shout out. “We found a new slave! She tried to escape but we got her!” Ghilanna could no see who it was with an orc kneeling in front of her fucking her mouth but she began to fill with dread. And a few seconds later, the orc groaned and spewed his cum down her throat. As he stepped away, Ghilanna saw a trio of orcs leading a young elf. She had been stripped naked and she was terrified and trying to cover her nudity as she was forced along. It was Tiriani. Ghilanna began to sob, dismayed that her daughter had not escaped this cruel fate. 

She saw her daughter’s thighs, which were smeared red from her virginal blood and white from the globs of cum dripping down them, leaking from her swollen pussy. She had suffered the same brutal violation that all the other elf maidens of Olfe Serine had suffered. She would be a slave like all the others. Ghilanna continued sobbing as she saw Tiriani being put on all fours with the other captives. She watched as a pair of orcs, crouched in front of her face and behind her rear, ready to ravage her.

Then an orc stopped in front of Ghilanna, blocking her view of her daughter. He started to push his cock into Ghilanna’s mouth and down her throat. She could no longer see her daughter, but she knew exactly what was happening to her. At that moment, Ghilanna was stripped of the last remaining hope she had. Her spirit was fully crushed.

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The sun was beginning to set. Ailmar and Yalanue had been bound to a tree for the night, while the orcs stopped to rest. Yalanue looked to the pair orcs as they lay in the dirt, sleeping or trying to sleep. She started pushing her wrists back and forth desperately trying to loosen the rope that bound them to the trunk of the tree. Ailmar watched her. “What are you doing?” he whispered.

“We have to get away,” Yalanue whispered back. “They are going to kill you and they are either going to kill my baby or enslave her. We have to escape. They are sleeping. Help me get free and then I can free you and we can run into the forest and try and lose them.”

Ailmar watched her for another moment and then he began shouting. “Masters! Yalanue is trying to escape!” Kramakh and Uragthmuk lifted their heads up and then jumped up and ran over. “Masters, Yalanue is trying to loosen her bindings and said she wants to escape while you are asleep!” Ailmar reported as soon as the orcs reached the bound elves. Yalanue stared at Ailmar, in shock.

Kramakh turned to Uragthmuk. “Untie her, I will go cut a thin branch to use as a switch.”

Uragthmuk began to free Yalanue from her bindings and then he yanked her over to a tree stump. Yalanue was too stunned by Ailmar’s betrayal to speak. She knew he was a pervert and a coward and of low character, but she would have never thought he would sell her out like that to the orcs. Uragthmuk forced Yalanue to bend over the tree stump so that her ass was sticking out in the air. Kramakh arrived a moment later, a thin sapling in hand. He didn’t delay. The orc raised his hand and then swung the switch hard.

There was a loud crack as the switch but into the flesh of Yalanue’s ass, and she let out a sharp cry in pain. Kramakh swung again and as the switch connected with her ass, the fiery pain increased and Yalanue cried out again, her eyes tearing up. Before she was able to cope with the pain, the switch struck her ass again and Yalanue screamed in agony. She began pleading for mercy and then just screaming and sobbing in pain as Kramakh brought the switch down across her ass over and over.

Yalanue’s howls echoed through the forest as she was harshly lashed, all over her ass and then her thighs. Kramakh did not hold back, swinging the switch as hard as he could, until Yalanue’s ass and thighs were striped red, and bleeding where the switch had broken her skin. Kramakh did not stop until a particularly hard swing snapped the switch in half as it connected with the flesh of her ass. Yalanue was sobbing in agony as Kramakh lifted up the broken switch the inspect it, and then tossed it the ground. He gripped Yalanue by the hair and yanked her up, taking her back to the tree where Ailmar was still bound. She was forced against the tree and bound again. She squirmed in pain as her tender ass was pressed against the wood of the tree, causing her new pain.

Ailmar started to speak as Yalanue was secured to the tree. “Masters I hope I have proved my loyalty. I was thinking perhaps that I might be kept alive so that I can continue to serve you.”

Kramakh looked at Uragthmuk and smirked and then looked back to Ailmar. “And how do you propose that?”

“I was carrying 50 vials of breeding potion, so you should still have 49 left. You can breed 49 more elf maidens and increase your number of slaves even more. But you will need a male elf to impregnate them. I think I have shown I am more than capable at that task.”

Uragthmuk nodded and replied, “And this slut here is definitely pregnant?”

“Virtually guaranteed,” Ailmar replied. “If she is capable of being pregnant then it is a virtual certainty that she is pregnant now by the number of times I have fucked her over the last few days”

Kramakh nodded again. “Then we have no more use for you. If we capture more elf maidens, we can capture more male elves with them.” He reached to his belt and unsheathed his dagger. Without warning, he swung his arm and sliced Ailmar’s throat with the blade. Ailmar’s eyes widened in shock and he tried to speak but only a raspy, gargling noise escaped. His head slumped forward as blood poured from the wound. Within a minute he was dead. Kramakh re-sheathed his dagger as Uragthmuk checked Yalanue’s bindings to confirm she could not loosen them. Then the orcs went back to lay on the ground and sleep. Yalanue cried softly, her ass and thighs on fire form her thrashing as she leaned against the tree, next to the dead Ailmar.

The next morning, the orcs untied Yalanue and pushed her onto her hands and knees. She closed her eyes, thinking she was going to sodomized again. But since the orcs now assumed she was pregnant and were no longer saving her cunt for Ailmar, they had other plans. The two orcs each took a turn fucking Yalanue’s cunt. Now all of her orifices had been used by her orc masters. When they were done. They bound her wrists and dragged her off as they continued on their way to Olfe Serine.

(End of Part 9, to be continued...)

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