Thread: The Reign of Blackfang (casket & CJ)

Blackfang watched as Thunderfist lead the chain of 11 woman into the throne room. The two in front caught his attention immediately as they were dressed far more extravagantly than the others. The first one had fine dark hair and large breasts which spilled over the top of her gown while the one behind her seemed to cower in the older ones shadow, sisters? Blackfang sat on the modified throne in silence staring at his prizes, he brought the half cooked thigh up to his big tusked mouth and took another bite, human juices dripping down his chin and spilling onto his muscled chest. When he finally spoke his booming baritone voice made the line of woman jump. A fine catch boys, they all look delicious, tell me Hammerhead, which would you choose for yourself? He asked his second in command. Hammerhead viewed the selections carefully, the intelligence in his eyes was obvious. He walked up and down the line of girls, his heavy footfalls causing the stone floor to tremble slightly. When he approached the princesses he didn't linger, turning away from them almost immediately. He walked back to one of the thick handmaidens, reaching up and grasping her massive tit and gave it a squeeze. His other hand reached down and prodded her meaty pelvis. This one looks suitable for breeding, the others are too small and would break. He said reaching up and cupping her round face, squeezing her chubby cheeks into a comical kissy face. Blackfang only nodded and took another bite of the former head of the guard's leg. What say you Thunderfist? The large fatter Ogre holding the chain turned to regard the woman, he didn't hesitate, immediately pointing at Latice. I like them small, because breaking them is half the fun. He said with a guttural laugh. HAHAAHAH....You see Ham, Thunder has a point, we must break these petite things so that they know their place, no longer will they have the comforts of humanity, they are now no more than our breeding stock. He said as he stood from the damaged throne and cast away the lump of flesh he'd been eating. Your Captain of the Guards fought well, he gave me this. Blackfang pointed at the laceration on his left peck as addressed the scared woman, seeing only Larissa standing in defiance. But he died poorly, begging at my feet, His fear caused his meat to dry and now my throat is parched which one of you shall quench my thirst? Blackfang said with a sadistic smile as he strode forth, directly to the two princesses. You look strong, proud and defiant, little human princess. Blackfang said as he bent down and sniffed Larissa's hair, he could almost smell the fear pheremones, but her perfume tainted it and he exhaled the stink of it out of his nose immediately. A large clot of snot spat out of his nostril and ran down his upper lip, he reached up and wiped it onto his finger. Reaching down he wiped the boogery goo across Larissa's breasts. This one is marked, let no Ogrekin touch her, she is mine and I wish to savor her later. He commanded. Blackfang next stepped to Latice, seeing her cower in fear made him smile. You look so scared you could piss yourself little thing....let us see if that is true. He said and reached out and snatched her by her tiny waist, hoisting her up into the air, causing the chain to go taut and pulling the other woman toward him. He reached out and tore the bottom of her dress off, exposing her lower half. Her legs struggled, but Blackfang seized her thigh and spread her open. He pulled her down onto his mouth, and out came his huge tongue, pushing up into her pussy. Piss now girl or I shall squeeze it out of you! He snarled.