Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

By the time Karak emptied his seed into her belly Lyrianna was panting and moaning, her pussy tightening around him involuntarily. She could feel the spurts of cum jetting up into her womb and she gritted her teeth against the all too familiar sensations. Being filled and covered in orcish cum for a full day had kept her on the edge of arousal but when Karak's sperm shot into her eyes widened. That old sensation of intense, undeniable, unwanted arousal rushed over her. All at once she was aware of her nipples scraping against the rough wood of the bench, of the cool air blowing against her cunt lips and the clenching bud of her anus. Of Karak's thick cock, its head pushed painfully up against her cervix, his cum jetting up into her womb. She moaned when he pulled out a moment later, the long slide spreading her as she felt the bulbous head pulling out past her bruised vaginal muscles. A fresh spurt of cum dripped out between her lower lips, sliding over the fucking bench and splattering on the ground. She was nearly senseless as he unchained her and dragged her by her arm along the dark corridor. The copious dollops of cum oozing out of her pussy left a wet and glistening trail behind them as it seeped out of her. When he dropped her unceremoniously she nearly blacked out despite the relative 'gentleness' of the gesture. Her head reeled both from abuse and starvation as he left. She felt like she hadn't eaten in months and she could barely raise her head to look at him with fear in her eyes as he came back into her cage. Instead her eyes fixated on what he held in his hands. Food! Involuntarily her mouth began to water. It smelled foul, it looked worse, but it was all Lyrianna could do to keep herself from jumping on it the moment he set it down in front of her. Eeeek! No! She squealed when he roughly grabbed her leg and yanked her towards him. Was he planning on raping her again? Forcing her to eat with his cock stuffed up her pussy? Something worse? It was something worse. She moaned in shame as he dragged the moldy bread through her feminine folds, collecting the cum there as it oozed profusely from her pussy. Both a disgusting lesson and proof that she was ruined. The sodden morsel made a lewd slap as he threw it to the stones in front of her. She glared up at him with hate in her eyes until he left. It was torture waiting but she would not give him the satisfaction of watching her eat with her hands like an animal. The minute he left, though, she fell on the food. He was right about one thing, she though with despair. Her aversion to the cum coated bread had been shattered by a day full of orcish loads pumped directly down her throat. She forced herself to eat slowly enough that she wouldn't choke. The meat was disgusting and she tried not to gag as she swallowed it, washing it down with the acrid and bitter orcish ale. It made her head spin, far too powerful for her frail, hungry frame, but it was the only way to wash the disgusting taste of the meat out of her mouth. She supposed she was just lucky that Karak hadn't jacked himself off onto the meat as well, or into the ale. The cum on the bread sent fresh waves of arousal shooting through her but she forced herself to ignore it. Then, exhausted, battered, and broken, she lay down and passed out. She slept fitfully, waking now and then blearily. Some time during the night she used handfuls of straw to wipe away the now dried and flaky semen from her skin. Her hair was matted with cum but there wasn't anything that she could do about it, she simply gathered it behind her and tried to ignore it. She was sleeping when Karak returned. She woke in confusion and terror, scrambling to her feet and backing away from him into the corner of the cage. Her eyes still held hatred for him, but her defiance had turned into a hunted, animal fear. A wariness that watched his every move as he advanced on her. Please, let me go. My father is king. He can give you riches, lands...just...please. Let me go home. She said. She tried to stand tall, the way a princess should, but her frail and naked frame just made her seem more pitiful and helpless. One hand covered the small mounds of her breasts, the other hid the pussy that Karak had already plundered and defiled. Despite her best efforts it was already dripping down her thighs, the aphrodesiac affects of his orcish cum taking hold of her as soon as she caught his scent.