One Step Forward, Two Steps Back (xgkf) GMed by Hafnium

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Re: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back (xgkf) GMed by Hafnium

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Karen: HP = 47, PP = 70, EP = 31, Status = Preggers.

The chieftain gave a satisfied grunt as Karen moved to do as he had ordered. He remained otherwise silent as the broken woman lavished attention on his massive shaft. It looked downright ludicrous next to the relatively petite slave, and when she went to clean the combination of her juices and his off of his balls his manhood laid against her face all the way from her nose to her forehead with much more to spare. It had taken a long time following her initial enslavement simply for her body to be able to accommodate the beastly thing that she was licking clean.

The cleaning of his shaft didn't take much time at all, in truth, though he never ordered her to stop. Indeed, even when all that was sensibly left on his cock was the blonde's own saliva and the salty precum that seemed to stream into her mouth in copious amounts, he said nothing to halt her. And when he began to throb, he didn't speak, he simply grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her mouth as far as he could. His cum poured directly into her stomach without fanfare as he enjoyed his third orgasm at the expense of the broken slave.

When the last rope of his seed made its trip into her belly, he pulled himself free of Karen's mouth and allowed her to breathe again. Dolbog had a few last acts in him to assert his dominance over his slave, however, and, with one hand still on the blonde's head and the other at the base of his shaft, wiped his wet cock against her cheeks and hair to remove some of the moisture. He then pushed her onto the bed, on her back. "You clearly understand your place better now, to ensure that your own punishment takes," he announced. "I will help you with that." As he spoke, he stalked over toward the very same drawers that Karen's outfit had come from, and from them produced a wooden object. As he returned to her, it became obvious that it was phallic in nature and very wide.

He pushed it into Karen with the same roughness as he had shoved in his own shaft, effectively keeping his cum from draining from her abused pussy. "You will keep that in until tomorrow when I'm sure this took," he ordered with a sneer. Afterward, he stood up, dressed himself, and began to stride toward the door. Before he left the harem room proper, however, he added. "You'll begin new training tomorrow as well. Your talent for pleasing orcish cock isn't being utilized as efficiently as it ought to be, and I have a warrior who has requested an opportunity to try their hand at training slaves. It will be a perfect match," he declared offhandedly as the doors swung open and he left, leaving Karen an exhausted puddle of a slave.

"Are you alright, honey?" The familiar voice of the elf would come, the woman that voice belonged to crawling onto the bed at Karen's side, not long after Dolbog's departure. "That was quite a pounding. It should be fine for you to rest here until the guards come for you, if you'd like."

 

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Re: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back (xgkf) GMed by Hafnium

Karen gazed up at her Master with pure lust in her eyes as she continued to lick and suck lewdly on his cock, any pretense that cleaning it was still the goal having long since passed as she lavished his massive rod with affection, eagerly working to make him cum one more time. She knew that she was going to be allowed to do so when Dolbog never stopped her from continuing, even after the only thing that remained were traces of her own saliva, the only question being whether he would pump his creamy load into her mouth or shower her pretty visage with his seed. That question was answered as the orc chieftain’s climax arrived soon after when he suddenly grabbed Karen by the hair and pulled her head down onto his shaft, forcing his length down her throat as he came, cutting off her oxygen as he emptied his balls for the third time into his cum-dump’s waiting belly.

She had been ready for it, though, the broken woman’s time of captivity and abuse by the orcs having made certain of that. As such, when her body began to shake and her eyes rolled back into her head, it wasn’t because she was trying to pull herself off of him or struggling to breathe again...it was because she was cuming. The act of ‘cleaning’ and sucking off her Master’s cock had pushed Karen to the brink all by itself, but as she felt his member throbbing powerfully in her throat and his warm seed flowing down into her stomach, swallowing hard again and again as it did so, the sensations finally pushed her over the edge.

When Dolbog finally withdrew and allowed her to breathe again, the slave-woman just gazed up happily at him with a half-empty look in her eyes and her tongue lolling out of her mouth as he wiped the remaining saliva off of his dick onto her face and hair before unceremoniously pushing her back onto the bed where she then lay, shuddering gently as he moved to retrieve something from the same drawer that she had taken her lingerie. He then returned to where she lay and pushed the phallic object passed her fingers – which were still pressed lightly against her pussy in order to try and hold his cum inside – and into her abused fuck-hole, plugging her up like a cork and ensuring that every bit of the potent seed that was still inside of her was going to stay there.

Her Master’s parting words lingered with her as her mind slowly returned to her, but it wasn’t until the familiar voice of the elven woman entered Karen’s ear as she crawled onto the bed beside her that the blonde-woman had the strength and wherewithal to muster a response. She moaned softly in response to the elf’s words. “W...Wonderful~,” she cooed, her hand coming up to rest on her navel as gazed up at the other woman with a dreamy look in her eyes. “Master’s cum... I can...still feel it... So much...inside me...” she muttered, her eyes closing as she began to gently caress her belly through her nightie. She gave no verbal reply to the elf’s statement regarding her being allowed to rest there, however, simply nodding weakly as the physical exhaustion from the brutal pounding she had just received began to catch up to her. If she was helped up or into another position or place to rest in the room by the other harem-women, she would move lethargically to wherever she was lead before before slowly drifting off to sleep. Otherwise, Karen would remain right there on Dolbog’s massive bed with a pleasant look on her face, basking in the remnants of her afterglow as sleep took her.

Her dreams would be anything but pleasant, however...

 

[Hafnium]

Re: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back (xgkf) GMed by Hafnium

Spoiler

Karen: HP = 47, PP = 70, EP = 31, Status = Preggers.

"Mm," the elf murmured as her hand wandered to Karen's head and began to stroke through the human's blonde hair again. "The master has truly shown you his favor, and you surely earned it," she continued in a sad tone. "So rest now, so you can wake up refreshed and ready to do it all over again..." And with that, Karen was allowed to fade into unconsciousness.

(Karen gains 2 exp, 'cos why not. She may also spend any XP she's acquired and have new mutations pop in.)

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While her awakening might not prove to be as unpleasant as her dreams, it was certainly less pleasant than how she had drifted to sleep. "Oi! Up and at 'em!" A deep voice barked at her from above her position on the bed. She would wake up to find a armored, muscular male orc with dark green skin standing over her. His only armament was a sword at his side, and he looked every bit the veteran. His face was weathered by decades of experience and multiple scars, including a missing eye that had been replaced with a glass one, a missing nose, and a particularly nasty looking axe wound to his cheek. If it hadn't been for the wounds, he might have at least been described as handsome, but he seemed to allow them to define him more than any other feature of his body, giving him an unsettling aura.

The rest of the harem women were asleep in their own beds, and the ones who weren't heavily pregnant perked up and watched the orc as he himself devoted all his attention to waking Karen and getting her on the move. "Shake that sleep off and get on your feet! I've gotta bring you to Sila," he grumbled, punctuating the unknown name by grabbing Karen's leg and giving her a physical shake. "I'm willing to accept the chief's wisdom and play errand orc, but I won't babysit some slave any longer than I have to." He was obviously impatient, but it was up to Karen whether she responded promptly or chose a path of more resistance.

 

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Re: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back (xgkf) GMed by Hafnium

Karen awoke the next morning to the sound of a deep voice barking at her that it was time to get up. The first thing that hit her was a dull soreness in her lower body, specifically between her legs, a not-uncommon sensation for the blonde woman to have after the sort of rough treatment she was made to endure at the hands of her masters. She idly reached down between her legs after a moment to try and soothe her tender mound, feeling the wooden plug that Dolbog had placed there following their brutal session in order to keep his potent cum trapped inside. She remembered it all clearly, from the moment she first dropped down to her knees and undid her Master’s trousers to the moment he’d shoved the phallic plug between her nether-lips...as well as just how much in heaven she had felt throughout it all.

It was an extreme contrast to the utter hell that it once was, that she now remembered it being. As she looked up from the bed, seeing the deeply scarred and battle-hardened orc standing over where she lay, the images from before...of ‘Karen’, fighting, struggling...falling...echoed in her broken mind. She didn’t feel sad, or angry at the memories or what they meant, however... All she felt was numbness and confusion, as if those two sets of memories within her, the two different...personalities...that had begun warring within her had reached a stalemate. The slave-woman was literally shaken out of her momentary daze by the orc as he grabbed her by the leg and gave it a quick shake, referencing a name that she didn’t recognize.

‘That’s right...,’ Karen thought, remembering the words that Dolbog had left her with the night before, ‘...M-Master said that I was...to start new training...today...’ she thought as she slowly moved off of the bed, her fingers coming to rest lightly against the object in her pussy as she did so to make sure it stayed in like she was told. “Y-Yes... I’m coming...” she said as she rose to her feet, taking a moment to retrieve either the pair of panties that had been discarded from her last night – if they weren’t ruined, or a new pair from the drawer before slipping them on, a faintly sickly sensation bubbling up in her belly as she moved about. Once she was ready, Karen approached the orc and waited for him to lead the way to their destination, her demeanor dull and lacking in emotion, but not otherwise resistant to his demands in any way.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back (xgkf) GMed by Hafnium

Spoiler

Karen: HP = 47, PP = 70, EP = 31, Status = Preggers.

"Hold on," the burly orc commanded as Karen moved to find her panties, and in the process discovered that she'd need a fresh pair as they were thoroughly ruined. "You're to wear these," he spoke as he tossed her some slave's rags, identical to the sort of garb that the worker slaves wore to offer them some protection against the cold. They were a simple sackcloth tunic and pants with a few holes in them, but they would offer her more comfort against the elements than any of the other options in the harem wardrobe. "Sila's demands. Don't care if you've got anything underneath or not," he shrugged. "You can take the plug out, too."

Once she was fully prepared to leave, the gruff orc would guide her out without another word. She was led out the door of the harem and then out of Dolbog's hall, which the big orc was absent from, and into the cold air outside. From there she was taken to a very familiar place, the building and cell which had been her home a mere week and a day ago. Some repairs had been made, and any signs that there had ever been an attempted breakout were gone. The evidence had been so thoroughly wiped away that, after all she'd been through, it might have been easy to believe that it was a figment of Karen's imagination.

But if she still held onto that memory of defiance, or perhaps wanted to exhibit some herself, then was as good an opportunity as she'd have for quite a while. The orc was in front of her and holding the door open, impatiently motioning for her to get inside. She could still try to run or kick or lash out if she so desired. If she didn't have the fight in her though, she would soon find herself locked back in her old cell and passing the better part of an hour as she waited for Sila to arrive.

 

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Re: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back (xgkf) GMed by Hafnium

“Alright...” Karen replied plainly once the orc tossed her her slave rags, dropping her ruined panties again before moving to pick them up, not bothering to go and retrieve a replacement pair. She then slipped the sackcloth top on over her nightie, but paused before stepping into the pants to gently slid the phallic plug out of her snatch...which her Master had utterly flooded with his cum the night before. Once that was done and she had pulled the uncomfortable cloth pants on, she moved to follow the burly orc out of the harem room and down out of of Dolbog’s hall.

As they silently made their way to wherever the orc was taking her, a feeling of familiarity gnawed at the back of Karen’s damaged mind whenever she eyed the battle-scarred orc, as if she recognized him somehow...particularly upon seeing the damage to his facial features. Suddenly she could see images of an orc with similar deformities, most notably a missing eye, flash through her mind...and of her facing him, armored and holding a large sword. She had parried an attack briefly before taking a swing, the orc winding up on the ground with his hands over his face while blood stained the grass. The images weren’t clear enough to say for certain whether or not the orc that Karen was following now was actually the same one that she could remember defeating at one point in combat, but the evidence was there...

When they finally arrived at their destination, back into the familiar building and down the familiar hall...and to the familiar cell that Karen called home merely a week ago, Karen stood for a moment as the burly orc opened the door and looked inside, finding it cleaned up and repaired, with any trace of the events that had played out here the week before having seemingly been wiped away. As he motioned for her to go inside, she paused to look at him briefly and got a good look at the orc’s badly damaged face again before turning back to face her cell, renewing the feeling that she recognized him from before. “Y-Your wounds...” Karen began slowly, her face and tone dulled, “...was I...responsible for any of them...?” she said, pausing and waiting to hear his answer if he gave one.

Regardless of his answer, unless the orc did something to hastily force her into her cell or otherwise reacted particularly negatively to her question, Karen would give a brief, simple nod in acknowledgment before stepping back inside of her old cell, her expression remaining unchanged as she did so, and then stood waiting to hear the sound of the cell door close behind her. Once her escort left, Karen would slowly look around the cell for a moment before making her way over to the coarse bedding and sitting down. She then reached over to one side and idly pulled back some of the straw that served as cushioning against the hard stone floor, looking to see if the crude inscription that she remembered etching there at one point was in fact still there...

 

[Hafnium]

Re: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back (xgkf) GMed by Hafnium

Spoiler

Karen: HP = 47, PP = 70, EP = 31, Status = Preggers.

The orc eyed her, well, one of his eyes did and the other continued to stare straight ahead, with annoyance when she first inquired as to if she had been the one responsible for his wounds. He scoffed at first, as if he believed that it was impossible that such a broken woman could've ever been strong enough to inflict an injury upon him. He didn't stop examining her however, and eventually his expression became one of revelation, and then... he smiled. "Hah! Thought I recognized you. Bit harder after all the time that's passed. Yeah, you're the one responsible for this one," he pointed at his missing nose with a thumb. "Well, most of it, the healer had to finish removing it. You might've killed me too, if the chief hadn't showed up. I still owe him a debt of honor for that one," the grisly orc sounded less gruff and more like an old war buddy.

"Have to admit, I had it in my head to sire some orcs in your belly for quite a while after that blow to my pride, and I figured I'd get some strong ones out of you given your prowess. I lost sight of that once I got back into the fighting and captured myself an elven knight though. These days I don't care so much. Getting old, y'know?" The smile he had gained at the beginning of his tale had slowly faded throughout it, until it finally vanished at his own admission that he was getting old. Once it was gone, he abruptly motioned for Karen to enter her cell. "Alright, in you go," his gruffness returned as well. The moment she stepped inside the cell, the door closed behind her, locked, and she could hear the orc's footsteps as he walked away.

With the slave's escort gone and Karen left in the cell in solitude, she was freely able to search for the inscription that she remembered etching out. It would take only a few seconds to discover that it still remained, unaltered from what she could recall of it. It was hard to say if any orcs had ever even laid eyes upon it, as slaves were usually made to clean their own cells, and in the event they were unable to then another slave was usually forced to do it. Regardless, she would have plenty of time to look and reflect on the inscription before Sila appeared.

When she did appear though, it was without announcement or even the sound of footsteps. The only alert that Karen had to the orc's entrance was the sound of the door unlocking and it being pulled open. It was then that she was given her first look at her trainer. Her skin was pale-green, paler than most of the orcs that the slave had ever seen before. Her hair was jet-black and cut relatively short. Her face was overall surprisingly feminine for an orc, though it had obviously been weathered some by the cold, but its most remarkable feature was her piercing blue eyes, which felt like they were drilling a hole straight through Karen the moment the orc had even looked in her direction. The rest of Sila's body was covered in a long padded leather jacket with white fur around the collar, along with leather boots and leather gloves to ward off the chill of Crolia.

After she stepped inside, she closed the door and locked it behind her and then simply stood in front of it and stared at Karen. It was obvious, however, that Sila wasn't simply sizing her up. She was clearly expecting the blonde to make the first move. Unfortunately, Karen wasn't a mind reader, and so the human was left to figure out her own choice for how to react to the situation at hand.