Thread: Nothing's Fair in Lust and War ((ikoshama and Vivid))

After long lashing her delicate torso, he soon dropped the whip as she had been crying out in pain pleading for an end to the flogging. He wouldn't end it until he had struck her at least a hundred times to see the blood from her stomach and chest rolling onto her face. He gripped her by the throat and picked her straight up so that she was vertical again, but the blood that had rushed to her face and head couldn't go back down into her body he had a single hand around her slim, and lean neck. She was more or less horizontal above the orc, as her feet were held up at one end, at the other a muscled beast had her above his head watching her gasp like a fish out of water for air. He loved watching her eyes swell up with anguish and agony. But after a couple of minutes without air her body and stomach muscles were now spamming fighting to survive. He like go over her to have her fall then to be yanked still as the rope still supported her ankles. She was coughing up some liquid because of the strangulation. He watched her cough up spit and phelm, he got oddly aroused by seeing her coughing and gasping, he wanted to make sure that she would fight for the air she desired. With a quick swing of his arm his claws lashed the suspended rope, and she crashed to the floor face first. He took her ankles and pulled so that her feet meet her hands, at one point, he felt her hips resist be pushed back so far, but with time he made sure that her body complied, hyper extention was painful, but nothing too serious. He bound her angles and feet with more rope so the elf was in the hog tied position. He laid her on his stomach so she head was bent back as she back had to be arced to make the tie possible. He dropped to his knees, and behind stroking his foot look cock that soon began to get less limp. It was something magnificent to see as it was 12 inches, then 15 inches, to 20 inches, to a fully erect 24 inches. It was a true monster. He took joy in his size and started to rub it on the face of the elven princess. He liked to see her try and get her face away from the foreign object. Kiss it! But she still didn't have any interest or intention on doing any such thing, so he start to smack her with his cock viciously back and forth. Usually this isn't a serious thing, but it was closer to getting punched across the face with this thing. He then grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back so that she was looked up at him. He tickles her throat with his free hand with a sinister grin of orcish face that only was morbid and devious. I'm going to have all of this cock here, in your throat there. So, I hope you know how to deep throat or else you're getting a crash course. Okay? She didn't answer, he grew angry, You answer your master damnit when he speaks to you! Snorting and spitting once into each of her eyes, he wanted to make sure that she realized there was no escape from this torment he wanted and was making his fantasy true by any means necessary. When she cried out in disapproval he rammed his cock until it hit the back of her mouth and stopped because he didn't wish to penetrate her throat yet. Seven inches were in and she was already struggling, she would need to have take more than three times that to make him happy. It was going to be a hell of a ride. His cock was a bit over 3 inches wide, it was thick, warm, and smelly. He had been fighting in a war for the last 4 hours, it was a bitter tasting penis, and just straight repulsive. Between the hair pulling, the spit in her eyes, and the penis in her mouth, god knew if she would survive this ordeal.