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Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

The orc's vulgar threats only left her more determined not to react and cry out. She could feel his arousal and Briala wouldnxt add to it by playing into his games. At the remark against her name though she let out a sharp pained laugh. You say that as though you have any room to speak, Noogock , she all but laughed despite her pain. His hand had stopped it's assault and began pawing at her, rubbing crudely at her crotch, the motions shocking a gasp from her in the intense way his fingers rubbed at her, causing the leather of her pants to press against her and stimulate her through her underthings. She sucked in a slow breath and tried to ignore the way the beating her ass had endured had in fact begun to arouse her, humiliated at how her body reacted, but fighting it all the same. The insults to her history, her family had her smirking silently. Her own people insulted her better, this crude dimwitted oaf wouldn't cause her emotional pain as he stumbled to explain why she was the way she was. The dark elf woman was suddenly there, pulling vials and saying things in that lught accent that had Briala staring, focusing on those blood red eyes-anything to distract her from the hand currently groping at her clothed sex. There was mention of a drug, of madness and forcing heat upon their victim that would leave them helpless to deny urges for more than a few hours at a time. She began thrashing in the orc's hold in earnest then, eyes widening as Briala fought desperately to get away from the needles the woman was preparing. Such a drug would render her helpless, if it worked and insane if it didn't. She began shouting wordlessly as she brought a sharp knee up against the orc's legs before planting her feet on the ground and attempting to rip herself out of his hold.
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

Plenty of room I'm not the one tied up, the half-orc replied, clearly only partially understanding what the bandit had been indicating. He was far more interested and intrigued in rubbing her sex. He could already feel some heat rising from within her her body betraying her as so often happened. The temptation arose within him just grab her pants, yank them down, shove that pretty head to the dirt and start rutting against her till she trembled and screamed. He'd done it before, likely would do it again. Except that now he couldn't Maxwell would want first dibs, or maybe his darklng slut. Zuri's words clearly connected, because Briala had begun bucking. Noogock grunted, abandoning his efforts at getting the pretty female off in exchange for holding her in place. He leaned forward, using his much larger size to attempt to pin her down a little more firmly. Thick arms as strong as steel bands would lock around Briala, holding her tight, refusing to let her upper body, at the least, get away. Soon she'd feel his hardened cock poking against her butt, their layers of leather protecting direct contact. The orc felt the knee connect and winced bitch could hit, he had to give her that. Oh, quit your whining, Zuri said, gathering needles and stepping forward. I'm just going to permanently alter your sexual chemistry. You're already a disgusting half-elf, she lifted the first needle, clearly taking aim. I'm just going to bring out who you really are. She darted forward then, moving with almost supernatural speed. Noogock didn't see the movement, and it was unlikely that even Briala would see more than a dark blur. she would, however, feel the sharp prick on her neck. A purple mist curled out from the spot for a moment before sinking down, forming a dark violet heart against the woman's skin. The drug should start working fairly quickly, Zuri said, seeing as Noogock got your arousal going and you're already getting your blood pumping. Its effects are going to depend on when you last had a cock shoved up your dry snatch, she drew another needle, arm again blurring as she applied another dose, hitting the same spot again. If you're a sweet little virgin, you should be feeling the ache almost instantly. If you've had someone, it'll take a little longer. Hell, if you actually got to spread your legs for one of your lucky men, you might be able to resist for, oh, a day or so? Zuri giggled and then drew out more needles. I should probably hit you with something to increase sensitivity though we're gonna want you to cum a few times before my darling Maxwell gets to fuck you silly.
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

Briala felt the orc begin to move her, wrapping his arms around her in a vice like grip as he forced her to still, clutching her body tightly to his. Any squirming or movement could only be done by the lower half of her body, and it caused her hips to move, grinding her ass back against the half-orc's rigid cock that pressed heatedly between their clothes against her ass. She hardly saw the dark shaman move, her speed blinding but she felt the sharp prick against the flesh of her neck, the needle sinking in after it pierced her skin. The pain passed and she felt a slow warmth and heat begin to pump through her veins. Briala was no virgin, but she hadn't had time with the recent bounty on her head to bed anyone as of late. The years had stretched on between partners to the point of being damn near celibate and it had worry rush through her, wondering when the affects would hit her. Again with your insults to my sex, makes me wonder just what is so awful about yours. Is it lined with teeth or dried out like you are attempting to call mine? No wonder your darling Maxwell searches for others to sink his cock into, she hissed. And touch me with another one of your concoctions and when I get free your orc friend won't be the only one who dies by my blades. I will not be cumming by your hand or anyone elses. She knew the threats were hollow from her position but she held that blood red gaze with her own brown eyes all the same, unyielding and pouring all of the malice she felt for this witch into her glare.
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

Teeth makes sense, Noogock offered as Briala finished her insults. He just smiled at the darkling as she favored him with a harsh look. Zuri looked back at Briala as the bandit kept hissing. Well, she's obviously not a chaste maiden, the shaman said, tapping her fingers to her cheek, or she'd be writhing and, well, probably not begging, since this bitch likes to be all high and mighty, but she'd probably be feeling the intense pain that comes from repressed heat, Zuri considered the writhing woman a little longer. She could see Briala's rage, practically feel it seething toward her as the woman all but spat. It would be foolish not to still consider someone who'd earned the title Bandit Queen as a threat. Noogock might think her just another sex to jab himself into, but Zuri knew better. She'd seen the way this woman commanded and fought she would've been at least a match for Maxwell, possibly even winning under certain conditions. Just because they'd injected her with something to alter her sexual cycles didn't mean they'd eliminated the threat. You are going to cum, the shaman said. I'm going to make you cum a few times, till your tight bandit pants are all soaked at the crotch. Then we'll let you simmer in your juices while Maxwell recovers all his sperm. Only when he's ready and you're writhing will we let him skewer your bandit pussy with his thick cock, she overenuciated the last few words, practically clicking them. She finished with another little giggle, almost clapping her hands. The shaman did step back, waving for another guard to step forward and bring a chair so that she might sit and watch. Which left Noogock to deal with the still struggling Briala. Since he didn't see any reason not to, he continued his work at groping the young woman. Meaty hands started working against her flesh, this time primarily focused on her chest. His arms could remain locked around her while he palmed and squeezed, mashing his hand against her and working that flesh. He gave a breast a hard squeeze, fingers digging deep, before looking toward the shaman. Do we get to take off anything? he asked. Not the pants for sure, Zuri said almost absently, you should just reach inside or something. It'll still work, she gave another smile. The half-orc nodded and shifted an arm, clearly trying to figure out where was the best angle to get his hand up or down or under Briala's shirt to get to her heaving breasts beneath.
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

Briala glared at the dark elf bitch, wanting to hurl insults and wishing she had the strength to break from from the orc currently holding her back. She narrowed her gaze at the woman's promises of making her cum and leaving her a writhing mess for her, well whatever that Maxwall character was to her, to take and use. She felt large hands, arms still pinning her slightly, begin to grope over her chest, fingers digging into her clothed breasts and making her writhe again, trying to ignore the way the man's cock ground against her ass witj every movement she made. Briala let her teeth sink into her bottom lip as she swallowed back to moans threatening to tear themselves from her throat. Her breasts swelled amply under her normally loose linen shirt, the fabric pulled taut from the orcs fondling. She felt some slight relief at the fact that her leather vest laced tightly would hinder him. Those searching fingers pawed at her though, his tight grip forcing him back against his large chest as she continued to writhe, struggling to keep her ass as far from his large member as she could. It was then that she began to feel slow tendrils of heat begin to snake through her. Briala's very core seemed to flare to life and desire was slowly pulsing in her veins. Her brow furrowed and she shifted uncomfortably as she felt her sex begin to throb. Why hadn't she made time for a lover more recently to spare herself this fate for at least another day or two? She fought back the heat and want that felt like it was slowly beginning to build up in painful intensity, swearing breathlessly as she did.
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

Noogock chuckled as he felt his captive squirm against him. She clearly wanted his thick cock kept pressing that tight little ass of hers against him, moving up and down. The friction caused Noogock to grow even further, and he was getting more and more determined to say fuck Maxwell and take the brunette then and there. Does the bandit queen want her tight little ass plugged by a thick cock? the orc asked, daring to shift one of his arms down enough to give Briala's rear a little squeeze. he shifted his grip again, pulling against her, pressing tight. Her clothing irritated him. That vest got in the way, pulling her breasts flat and actually providing hindrance to the half-orc's ungainly hands. He growled as he fought to try and get around it, finally moving to start tearing at the flaps and laces holding it together in front. He almost felt like a heat of his own had started he needed to feel this beautiful woman's breasts or sex or something. Even better if he could sink his stiff cock inside her warm body. Yes, warm Noogock could literally feel the heat rising. I think it's working, Zuri, he said, looking over to her. The darkling rose up then, taking a few steps forward, studying their captive. The dark face drew close enough for Briala to see the various shaman markings etched into her skin. A golden stud pierced one side of her nose, and something dark red had stained her lips an almost purple. Can you feel it, bandit slut? she asked, her voice practically hissing. The rising heat within you. For it to be this quick it had to be, what, months? Years? Since you let someone between your legs. You're regretting that now, wondering why you hadn't just taken one of those handsome subordinates of yours. The ones that stared at your pretty little face or that tight ass or maybe even your barely there breasts. You wouldn't quite be so desperate for half-orc cock then, would you? She chuckled, and tossed her head. Or maybe you're denying yourself. Want the soft flesh of another woman pressed against you? To feel those curves as another rounded body pressed along you, your lips wrapped tightly together, Zuri licked her lips, then smacked them. Don't worry that sensation won't kill you. Nobody ever died from not getting fucked. Well, it won't render you lifeless. If you don't get fucked soon you will lose your mind and become nothing more than a needy fuckpig. Zuri pulled her lips together and shrugged slightly. Clearly at least one person wasn't seeing this fate as much of an issue.
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

Briala felt the orc's hands begin tugging and pulling at her top again in earnest and her head fell forward, the long loose falling in ringlets and curls around her face as she panted softly against the rising heat. Gods she wanted something to sate this craving, this absolute hunger she felt tearing through her. She growled angrily at the words the dark skinned shaman whispered, looking up at her through half lidded eyes to glare when she found her self stuck staring at the woman's dark stained lips. A blush flared over her cheeks at the woman's taunting words and the ideas of a woman's body pressing into her own had her shuddering. When the orc managed to snap the lacing free of her binding vest, her breasts suddenly swelling, unhindered and no longer pulled flat by the leather. She let out a startled moan as her breasts fell free, the release from their confines enough to make her arch hungrily into the orc's broad hands. The waves of lust crashing through her rose in their intensity and she found her self grinding back against his lengthening cock now instead of avoiding it like before. Looking for friction, for anything she rolled her hips back with a soft gasp. Her head fell back to rest against the orc's chest as her eyes squeezed shut. She felt embarrassed by her actions, shame and guilt rushing through her as she struggled to rationalize her actions, logically dismiss what she was doing. Her mind was unable to focus and she let out a soft moan as she arched again, hands struggling with the bindings for different reasons than nust thoughts of escape. When she was able to open her eyes again, she stared at the dark elf, What...what have you done to me?
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

Those breasts broke free, albeit likely still covered by the shirt beneath. Noogock chuckled as he felt them bounding free, his hands working them with greater fervor. The bandit must have felt it too, for she started grinding against his cock with earnest. The half-orc had been in many a seedy tavern where far uglier girls performed the same action. To see a girl of Briala's caliber rubbing against him the half-orc felt his cock stiffen, even leak slightly. She'd gasped and moved and writhed like, well, like a slut in heat. he chuckled and kept rubbing her, his hand now sliding underneath her shirt, seeking out her breast, likely covered by some sort of undergarment. Both watched her struggle and pull, knowing that the heat was taking over her previously unwilling body. Zuri licked her lips, practically drooling, and of course Noogock's hips had started to rock, angling so that Briala's unwanted gyrations ground heavily upon him. Might as well get the full advantage of the hot little thing. I told you, Zuri said to the question, meeting those brown eyes with her own. You're going into heat. Sexual desire will build up within you, so fierce you'll have never felt it before. It shouldn't increase fertility if anything your increased status might make you less fertile. But your body is going to crave the sexual stimulation. It suddenly needs an orgasm for some reason, the magic and the potions having forced you into it. As I said, she stepped forward and ran her fingers along Briala's crotch, it will soon be so intense that you can't help yourself. I suppose you could try to resist, but you strike me as juuuust pragmatic enough to realize that getting fucked beats losing your mind. That and it's entirely likely you're not going to care in a few minutes. she chuckled and licked her lips again, before swaying, almost looking drunk as she ran her red eyes up and down Briala's gyrating body.
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

The dark elf's words only half reached her as Briala began to lose focus on everything not built around the physical. She groaned and her chest arched again into the orc's hands. The cloth she used to tie down her breasts and bind them further against herself in case the vest ever came loose in battle, was made of a light almost sheer fabric that allowed the skin to breathe despite the tight wrapping. She bowed her back a little bit more, urging the orc's hands to remove the fabric even as she whimpered despite her want. It was wrong and the emotions were warring with themselves in her head. She hated how needy and hungry she had become. Hated how her body was reacting so aggressively towards the ministrations of these two people that on any other day she would kill without hesitation. Now? She felt like she was at their mercy. She bit back the pleas threatening to escape her voice, refusing to beg, instead moaning wordlessly as her body searched for release from the desire. When the shaman approached she couldn't deny the dark wlf was right. Giving in to spare her sanity would be logical and despite her desires to fight and struggle and deny herself the idea of eventually succumbing to insanity and falling into some crazed frenzied state was more terrifying than giving in and letting her captors use her. Her hips arched at the trail of that long dark fingers along her sex and it had her crying out lightly in want. Her hips rocked, searching for more friction along her clothed sex, despite the way the orc ground his hardening cock against her ass.
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

That moan reverberated down to Noogock's core. It felt as if it vibrated all the way to his cock, shooting up and calling it forward. He felt the thick member strain all the more, pressing against that hard little ass. Hips had rocked, and Noogock could feel their prisoner, who'd been so vehement before, now needily pushing herself against him. Then that cry! He had to chuckle, not thinking he'd ever have heard such sweet words from such a hot woman. What's the matter? Zuri teased as she continued to run her hands along Briala's rolling hips. She drew them coyly, clearly wanting to see the bandit arching upward to try and meet her. What happened to all those strong, powerful words you were spitting at us? She said, practically purring. She let out a soft laugh and reached for the lacing at the front of Briala's trousers, toying with them. Weren't you going to kill us both? Or cut out our eyes or something like that? Noogock chuckled and used his fingers to push aside the fabric. Needy slut doesn't even wear proper underthings. Not a lady at all, he chuckled, but slid his coarse hand down. The orc groaned, his cock surging again, as his hand palmed the beautiful bandit's breast. He could feel the swollen mound, likely tender thanks to the heat, beneath his palm. He drew said palm down along the nipple, flicking it before giving the breast a little squeeze. Chuckling, he began rocking his hips back and forth, sawing slightly against Briala's back. If you beg sweetly, we'll give you what you need, Zuri promised, playing with the lacing now. Just say it. You know the words. Tell the big bad half-orc and the darkling just what you want, 'bandit slut.'
Thread: The Elvish Hero & the Bandit Queen {darkest_fate&translucentfeathers}

The orc's grinding was doing nothing for the friction she needed and she rolled her hips back roughly to try and get him to snap and just take what he wanted already. His hands on the other hand were perfect, molding and squeezing and palming at her sensitive breasts. They felt tender and they rose and fell as she sucked in her air in measured gasps. The dark elf was toying with her, hands on Briala's hips as she alternated between trying to tempt the orc into having his way with her and arching forward, searchiing for the other woman in any way she could reach her. Anything, just to grind her sex on something to alleviate the cursed pressure. Still plan on killing you...would leave your eyes though, she moaned through the heat. Want to watch as your life left them. She let out another sharp cry, knowing it discredited her threats when she felt the dark elf begin toying with the laces of her breeches. Briala threw her head back again as her light brown eyes slammed shut, the temptation being to great the lust and desire becoming to much to stand. Please, she whimpered out finally, voice coming in choppy gasps. Please, anything, do anything just make me cum. Gods, anything... Her chest arched into the broad hands of the orc searching for more stimulation.
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Were Zuri not there, Noogock would've had this woman already. Her constant grinding, the pressure against his cock, was nearly driving him to madness as it was. He wanted to skewer her more than he could recall wanting something in quite some time. He didn't care bout her paltry threats, particularly when they were moaned as if they were sweet nothings. That sharp cry might as well have summoned his cock. The half-orc's hand already went between his legs, readying his member. The darkling stared at the closed eyes, knowing full well what Noogock was doing. It was tempting to yang those breeches down and let the half-orc have his way. In Briala's state, she'd probably have let an actual animal fuck her the heat was eating away at her staunch manner quite readily. Yet Zuri knew how to treat Maxwell, and she knew what to do now. But first, ah, yes, the eyes opened, the whimper left the needy little bitch. anything, anything to make her cum Success! You heard the bandit slut, Zuri said, before moving again. she shifted, hand diving between Briala's legs. Instead of pulling aside the woman's breeches or delving up to play with her sex, the darkling's hand moved to where the half-orc had been readying his cock. She drew the bulbous thing out the impressive meaty shaft jutting out. Leather and underthing would prevent direct contact or insertion, but Briala was now effectively riding the half-orc's almost foot-long member. It flapped against her writhing stomach, leaving no room. You're going to grind down on him, bandit slut, Zuri said. She moved her hand, now sliding between flesh. She dove in the front of the britches, feeling around. If Briala wore nothing but a binding across her chest, perhaps there wouldn't be anything below either. The darkling would soon discover, and not much sooner after that she'd be trailing her fingers along the inside of said garment. Delicate dark hands would wiggle and work in the small amount of room left between Briala and Noogock's pulsing, leaking member. The half-orc began working those breasts now, giving up pinning in exchange for grabbing onto both of Briala's breasts at once. His head descended to start kissing and nibbling her neck, figuring that the brunette was hardly in a place to argue. Both lieutenants worked the bandit queen over, teasing and rubbing and tugging and showering her with sexual attentions at such a degree that she very well might have been fighting off an orgasm even without the poison surging through her body.