Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

With a bark of laughter, Karak tossed an entire bucketful of the pool's crisp, cool water over the she-human's form upon his entrance to the cell. Her startled awakening shriek only made him laugh louder as he walked in front of her clearly exhausted frame. Spitting a thick mouthful of spittle against her face, he then slapped it with a powerful backhand that would have throne the princess to the floor should she had not been bound in place. As it was, only her head went flying, before bouncing back into a powerful vice grip that he set on her jaw. Growling the words, he asked, Did you practice like you were supposed to, cunt? The other hand darted between her legs and found mostly dry fluids, with a low chuckle he continued, We will find out shortly... Come, time to get some rest. The two statements were not supposed to make any sense, but they would soon enough. The Orc released both cuffs at the same time, and watched with amusement as the exhausted Lyrianna dropped further onto the rocky spear, digging it further into her abused confines. Then he snatched her with one massive claw on her shoulder, he squeezed so hard that blood began to ooze around his razor sharp claws. Turning carelessly, Karak dragged her from the perch. Strangely the tool did not exit her hole, but the one in the floor. It rattled as he dragged her back up the tunnel, through the pool's cavern, his abode, and onto the main thoroughfare through the cave dwellings. There he set her back down, firmly on a rough splintering bench that also had a stockade nailed to one end. He placed her thin throat, and slimmer wrists into the three holes before locking the contraption firmly. Then he turned to small crowd of warriors. This is the she-human's princess, and she is mine! The roar of approval swept through the cave, and more Orcs approached from whatever they had been doing. She defies the Orc's greatness with her foul mouth, and turned up nose, so we will show her how us Orcs will enslave all of humanity! Another cheer went up, and then hushed as Karak spoke in a lower, deadlier tone. Use her mouth, and use her cunt. Use her hands, and her skin. Do not kill, and do not fuck her ass. Another warrior called out jokingly, I only fuck human's in the ass! You'll have ta wait Hezhog! I haven't gotten that far yet! The crowd laughed, and during the laughter Karak bent to whisper in Lyrianna's ear. Enjoy yourself, slave. The line of Orcs was not short, but the primary distinction between them and Karak was obvious the moment the first two warriors entered Lyrianna, one in her cunt, and the other her mouth with not but a wad of spittle to ease the entrance. Karak's cock was both thicker, and longer than all of the other Orcs. Some were thicker, but not longer, and others were longer, but not thicker. None had the combination that would make them the defiler. The other difference was not as obvious, because it was more subtle. After the first two Orcs had finished within the she-human, their seed was not nearly as potent as the defiler's. Nor did it burn quite as nicely inside or outside when the following two decided to cover her fair skin in their spunk. After awhile Lyrianna would see what he meant about resting, as the line dwindled and she was left in her thoughts and misery, and whatever sleeps he could find. The entire day it lasted, as hunting and scouting parties returned to find the prize awaiting them, or others as the awoke to leave took their turn. Every hour or so the she-human was drenched in water and rubbed with a rough cloth to clean her somewhat. Though it was probably the copious amounts of wine and mead that were spilled on her tits before they were chewed and sucked, or poured over her face and pussy to be lapped up like dogs, that did a better job cleaning than the water and scrubbing. Finally as the novelty wore off, and very few came to the prize, Karak returned. She was sleeping, and without waking the tiny she-human, Karak shoved his massive cock deep into her messy cunt. He laughed as she startled awake, leering over the stockade, he looked down at her face, You seem a bit looser, cunt, are you happy that I trained you? Karak awaited the answer, and wondered if he had pushed her far enough yet to get the answer he was waiting for.