The Frigid Marshes (ToC PvE Arena)

[Tassadar]

Re: The Frigid Marshes (ToC PvE Arena)

Delfyn's efforts to deride the bunch only caused them to chuckle, and earned her another firm smack on the rear once she'd been hoisted over the shoulder of one of them. "Ngh.... Gonna make this jiggle all night once we're back in camp!"

All too soon she was on the floor of their tent, and the orcs were disrobing around her while Delfyn's strength slowly but steadily returned to her, but only up to the point at which she would be able to move but not defend herself. Armor clanked, leather straps came undone, and after a few moments Delfyn found herself surrounded by what might have been many a woman's most illicit dream. All of the orcs were almost absurdly well muscled and well defined, outdoing the best of her male kindred by a wide margin with pure masculine prowess. Rippling, toned musculature detailed by well earned scars and sweat was only part of the picture, however, for once the their clothes started to come off Delfyn was exposed to a manly musk the likes of which she had never even imagined. The sixtet's removal of their armor left her breathing in a cocktail of differing masculine scents, all of them equally potent, and the hormonal barrage hammered at her physiology with the pure need to mate and breed despite her mental efforts to dispel the traitorous fantasies running through her head.

"Daaaamn.... She looks like she's got it bad," one of the bunch grunted as they once more stared down at her, leering at Delfyn like she was some exotic pet in a menagerie. "Hah, she does.... Looks like she just wants to get her little elf brains fucked out," another said smugly as he stooped down and clapped a hand onto her ass, "don't you, slut? You wanna get fucked... You've been hoping for it since we brought you down!"

The group shared a chuckle at her expense, but Delfyn was grabbed under her arms and hoisted back to her feet. She could have kept standing easily enough on her own by that point, but her returning strength didn't grant her the prowess needn't to resist as they promptly started to both grope and disrobe her. They crowded in around Delfyn, touching whatever portion of her body that they could; orcish hands groped her buttocks, her thighs, her chest, even her sides and upper arms. Her armor clattered to the floor in mere moments, straps undone or simply torn, and with the hardened plating out of the way the only thing between her attackers and her skin was a bit of cloth. That barrier didn't last long, but the impatient men didn't bother to pull it off in the traditional sense; they simply tore apart her upper clothing, ripping it asunder by strength alone and tossing the scraps aside. Delfyn's breasts were grabbed the very moment that they were exposed, one simply kneaded while the other had its sensitive tip grasped, squeezed, tugged, and twisted by one of her captors.

The bottom half of her dress proved more problematic to remove, but one of the orcs around her crouched down and tugged, slowly dragging the garment over the swell of her rear until it cleared and ultimately pooled around her feet. Left clad only in leggings and panties, the assault upon her bottom only grew more enthusiastic, with four of the orcs trading off on groping each of her rear cheeks. Her panties were tugged off a moment later, and then the orc behind her rose, and the lot of them forced her down to her knees.

"Heheh... Lets see if this slut has figured out her place yet!"

"You ever sucked a dick before, elf? Not one o' those lil peckers your menfolk have, a REAL dick!? Like this!"

The orcs had, up until then, kept their pants on, but that all ended now. Delfyn was confronted by a half dozen half-erect green cocks in practically as close range as she could without actually touching them. Even the smallest of them, at half mast, was at least two inches longer and nearly a full inch thicker around than the biggest cocks that she had ever seen from any of her human or elven partners, and without preamble the man who had landed the last hit on her grabbed Delfyn by the hair and dragged her face towards his crotch. "You oughta know what to do... And don't even try biting, all it'll get you is a dislocated jaw."

"Use yer hands too!"

"C'mon slut... Get to work! You've gotta please all of us now!"

 

[Tiffanian]

Re: The Frigid Marshes (ToC PvE Arena)

Delfyn could only bear whatever the orcs did to her as they carried her back to their camp and then into the tent. Her energy returned slowly, but even the thought of resisting made her feel all the more tired. It was almost as if the magic that had kept her alive was also keeping her helpless, ensuring that she would be able to do whatever was expected of her by her conquerors, but unable to resist them and provoke a second fight. The elf wordlessly cursed this realm from the ground, still quite cold even without being frozen, though the fire was quickly warming the tent.

The orcs began to disrobe soon after settling into the tent, and Delfyn's eyes wandered over them whenever she believed they weren't looking. They were all so... very muscular. Their bodies were almost impossibly toned and hardened by training and battle, much more than any elf or human she had ever seen! There was something undeniably attractive about it, something primal within her that desired nothing more than to be ravaged by such a powerful group of warriors. Much as she hated that little voice inside of her, much as she tried to quickly suppress it, she was finding it more and more difficult already. The more nude they got the thicker the air became with a scent unlike any the elf had ever encountered before... The sweat of their earlier exertion mingled with a sort of musk that hit her as hard as their axes had, even further awakening desires she had never quite known she had.

The tips of Delfyn's long ears began to redden as the orcs gathered around her, staring down with predatory grins and taunting her. She didn't know if her face had actually betrayed her inner desires or if they were just talking shit, but either way she knew she had to deny it. "Shut up" she protested, "I wish for no such thing! To be touched by... wretches like you is simply awful!" One of them knelt down beside her then and slapped her lightly on the ass, making her squirm as he groped her and then hooked his arms beneath hers, pulling her to her feet. The elf could only grit her teeth as the men gathered closely around her and began to strip her, hands ripping at the straps of her damaged armor and pulling them apart while others teased her thick thighs through her pants, groped and slapped her rump, really touched every inch of her body that was easily accessible to them.

Her armor soon came crashing to the floor, and once exposed they grabbed the soft padded shirt she wore beneath it at the collar and simply ripped it in two in a rather impressive show of strength. Delfyn's breasts barely had time to jiggle free before a pair of rough hands grabbed them; one of them squeezed and kneaded her chest firmly while the other focused on her nipple, giving it a rough squeeze and then pulling on it, twisting, drawing a sharp cry of pain out of the elf... She was distinctly lacking in experience, and perhaps as a result her body was devilishly sensitive, and she had to bite her lip to keep from making all sorts of noises as they assaulted her, trying to keep from showing them the effect they were having on her. Doing a rather questionable job of it considering the way her nipples stiffened against their hands, the way she scrunched up her face with the effort of resisting. And they had only just begun... Soon enough one of the men squatted down before Delfyn, tugging at her pants quite vigorously until finally they slipped off her wide hips, leaving the orcs free to grope and sack her rump through the plain thin panties she wore. She could only squirm in their grasp, letting out quiet gasps as they felt her up quite roughly all over, until finally they tired of allowing her even the tiniest shred of cloth to cover her and pulled the panties down around her ankles.

The elf was quite the contrast with the men who now owned her for the day, and not merely because her skin was pale and theirs was green. While they were quite obviously warriors, their bodies honed by a severe lifestyle, one would scarcely believe that Delfyn wore armor and bore a sword into battle by looking at her. She wasn't unfit, certainly, but her body had remained soft with plenty of feminine curves despite her activity, her thighs and rear thick; it was clear that her command of magic accounted for much of her prowess on the battlefield.

The orcs pushed her down onto her knees, taunting her and gathering around close as they took out their cocks... Delfyn let out a quiet gasp as she was confronted with them for the first time, which she immediately regretted. She had heard rumors that orcs were well-endowed but this... this was ridiculous! The smallest among them was so much bigger than any dick she had ever seen before, and it wasn't even fully hard! She couldn't even begin to imagine taking them inside of her, and yet... On her knees surrounded by so much powerful masculinity it was becoming impossible to deny her desires. The one whose blow would have proven lethal to her grabbed her by the ponytail and pulled her in, but he hardly would have needed to; she wanted to suck him. She wanted to suck all of them. To take their long, fat, musky dicks into her mouth and worship them until they were fully erect and ready to give her a proper ravaging!

Even so the elf couldn't admit it, not to the orcs and not to herself. "You are nothing but brutes... animals" she practically snarled before opening her mouth and wrapping her lips around the tip of his member. Though she looked up at him with hatred in her eyes she still began to slowly bob her head back and forth, her tongue brushing against the underside of his length and even lapping a bit at the head of it unprompted, though it took her a little bit to reach out with her hands to grasp two more of them, lightly stroking them. The taste, the smell, the feeling... it was all so overwhelming, especially given the knowledge that this was but a preamble to being used and abused until dawn and perhaps even beyond, until her belly was round with a half-breed. She was already wet, and though her legs were tightly closed to try and hide it she was obviously aroused, and the longer her lips stayed wrapped around the orc's cock the more into pleasing him she became, bobbing her head deeper, working him more with her tongue, all the while looking at him as if she wanted nothing more than to slay him on the spot.

When she found him fully erect Delfyn pulled off him, taking the next into her mouth and swirling her tongue around his tip for a moment before she began to bob her head back and forth. She would keep going until he too was fully erect, her hands working to tease the others somewhat halfheartedly. The elf would work her way around the circle, bringing each man to full mast in his turn and keeping them that way with her hands as she moved on, until finally she came back to the orc who had felled her. She brought her lips to his member and hesitated there for a moment; she hadn't been straining herself up to this point, hadn't been forcing herself all that far down their members, but now that she was done fluffing them they were probably going to demand more of her... Could she even take such monstrous cocks without gagging and choking? The thought gave her pause, made her keep to the first third of his shaft as she started trying to please him, hoping that that would be enough...

 

[Tassadar]

Delfyn's verbal berating did her no favors, though it also earned her no harm. The orcs merely laughed, the derision telling in their growing jocularity and ever more intense pawing at the captured elf's body.

Once pushed to her knees and confronted with the surrounding buffet of orcish meat, her shocked gasp only caused them to let out another uproar of raucous laughter. The further her actions and reactions exposed her lust incongruously with her attempts to project her hatred of them, the more amused they would become, but with her in prime position to start pleasing them their laughter at her expense wouldn't last long. Delfyn, however, quite apparently didn't need their prompting to get to work, and the laughing of the berserker who had brought her down drifted off into a groan as her soft lips embraced his rod.

"Ahhh.... That's right... Keep on doing that..." The orcish warrior grunted as Delfyn began to bob, and even if she was trying to kill him with her glare, he seemed only to take further pleasure in it. With the masculine musk she had been made to breath in before now transformed into a flavor that Delfyn could - and would - sample in detail, the effect on her libido only intensified. The orc didn't take long to reach full hardness under her attentions, twitching and pulsing as it went from soft to firm to stone hard in her mouth, rapidly filling out the small space until Delfyn could barely fit even all of what she was bobbing onto. Her first customer wouldn't let her just pull away, however, grasping her by the hair and ensuring that she kept up her motions for an extra few moments before allowing her to move on to fluff the rest of the group.

The orcs, though different in many ones on closer inspection, were all cut from similar cloth. All strong, all muscular, all well toned and well scarred... And all absurdly well endowed. The smallest of them was over nine inches, at least two longer than the largest she'd seen from any human or elven partner she may have had, and thicker by a significant margin. The longest was nearly a foot, comparable to her forearm, and the thickest was too big for her to even get her lips all the way around the head. None of them took long to get hard, and though her hands half-heartedly tried to keep some at full mast the rest took care of that themselves, slowly stroking their thick green rods towards her pale elven face.

When they were all ready, however, the ordeal of her mouth wasn't quite done yet. The berserker grabbed her by the hair once again, unnecessarily pulling her towards his cock, which had long been bereft of her attention while the rest of the group was seen to. "C'mon elf, it's time to get more serious... Heh, you don't want me at full stamina when I start railing that lil pink cunt o' yours, do ya?" He declared, though when she again willingly wrapped her lips around his manhood the brute let her do her work as she pleased. As it turned out, she hadn't quite gotten him to full mast and full hardness earlier, as the orc's already massive rod seemed to grew as she endeavored to take it a little bit deeper and please it more fully. The grip on her ponytail tightened as Delfyn hesitated, and with that a firm thrust he pushed deeper, forcing himself halfway down her throat. There he would stop, her gagging preventing him from going any farther, but still he held, looking into her eyes with a satisfied grin as Delfyn choked on his dick. He would release after only a few moments, allowing her to pull back to breath, and while she gasped for air the orcs shared yet another round of boisterous laughter for her struggles.

"Haaah, aright, playtime's over... Time to put a baby in 'er!" the orc who had prompted her lack of breath declared, and suddenly grabbed Delfyn and hoisted her up, pulling her over his shoulder. He carried over to a table, which he cleared off with a sweep of one hand. Even as the rustling of paper and clinking of metal and glass settled on the ground below, Delfyn was slammed onto her back on the table, enough to hurt just a bit and produce an audible thump. Her legs were grabbed just below her knees and pressed up until they were pinned against her shoulders, leaving the orc about to ravage her hovering over her. There was no hiding her arousal now; it was plastered all over her inner thighs, and now plainly visible to the surrounding greenskins once the one who had put her into place stood back a bit to admire her. That prompted another burst of laughter and derisive comments, but the berserker was quickest to stop and stepped forward. He was tall enough that, even planted on the table, Delfyn was sufficiently low that he had to crouch slightly to put his rod into proper position... Which left her able to see the massive orcish cock aimed downards at her unprotected sex. There was to be no condom, and no chemicals to inhibit her unusually high fertility, while this orc was one of the biggest of the lot and was easily the biggest partner that she'd ever been with, ensuring that if he did cum inside her his seed would be planted right where it counted.

"Where's that defiant look now, huh? Heheheh.... Tell ya what.... Make ya a bet... If you can keep that act up 'til I'm finished, I'll pull out for yah! We'll see how long you're sayin that you hate m'dick!" The leering berserker declared, grasping his member near the base and raising it, allowing him to slap it repeatedly against her moist petals. "What'd ya say to that, huh? Ain't I generous?" His casual slaps ended as he instead pressed his fattened head against her entrance, teasing her with how imminent her penetration was... And by a wild greenskin no less!

 

[Tiffanian]

The orcs had a great laugh at Delfyn's expense whenever she seemed to show a hint of enjoyment at her situation, something that only caused her to glare daggers at them even more... which circled back to more laughing as her apparent hypocrisy showed. The intense musk of the orcs was absolutely intoxicating, slowly burning away her will to resist them as it filled her nostrils and addled her mind. It helped that they were all so strong, so intent on getting what they wanted from her... The way they grabbed her by the hair and pulled her around, stopping just short of manhandling and forcing her... most of the time. There was definitely something compelling about pretty much every aspect of the experience, and she found herself subconsciously rubbing her thighs together to get just that little bit of friction...

There was such a diversity of sizes and shapes arrayed before her, though all of their cocks were simply huge. One of them... well, one of them she couldn't even get her mouth past the tip of it it was so thick! She could only shudder as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, tonguing it furiously in an effort to do something to please him. Another was as long as her forearm, if not quite as wide... The others were somewhere in the middle, but she trembled at the idea of having sex with any of them, much less all of them. And only the ones who had hit her during the battle would get to breed her, so... what would the others do with their cocks?

When she came around to the first of the orcs again he pulled her by the hair to his cock, though he didn’t need to prompt her more than that to get her to wrap her lips around him. It was true… in the ideal case he wouldn’t last very long inside of her. After all, as she was now she wasn’t sure if she could hold herself back while one of these beasts was fucking her. How was she going to get through this without humiliating herself? There just wasn’t any way. And it wasn’t as if she wasn’t humiliating herself already… The elf bobbed her head slowly and unsteadily as she worked him with her tongue, but her hesitation proved to be too much for her orcish captor; his grip on her hair tightened and he forced her down further on his cock. She gagged and retched, trying to pull back instinctively but being prevented by his firm grasp. She looked up at him defiantly at first, though involuntary tears soon came to her eyes and dribbled down her cheeks as her throat convulsed around his shaft.

Just when it got to be too much for Delfyn the orc let her go, and she pulled off his cock to cough and wheeze and gulp lungfuls of air. The assembled orcs all had a good long laugh at her as she caught her breath and wiped the spit from her chin, taking a moment to recover before managing a tearful glare at the orc who had felled her. That seemed to prompt him to announce that it was time for her to get bred, and again he effortlessly lifted her over his shoulder and carried her the few feet to the table. Much as she would never admit it, she could have gotten used to being hefted around like this. He simply swiped all of the contents of the table off onto the floor, cups and papers clattering to the ground as he tossed the elf heavily onto the table. She grunted in pain, stunned just long enough that she couldn’t resist even nominally when he grabbed her thighs, pushing her legs down until her knees touched her shoulders. It was an uncomfortable position for the relatively inflexible mageknight, all the more so because of how utterly on display she was… her legs were spread just enough to reveal her sex, how wet she was even to the point that her arousal glistened on her thighs, and between them they framed her soft and feminine body all the way up to her plump breasts.

The orcs laughed at her once more, teasing and deriding her, and her ears lit up brightly with shame. She wanted to lash out at them, but what could she say? It wasn’t as if she could possibly have an excuse for this; they had barely touched her all this time. She was this turned on just because they’d waved their musky dicks in her face a bit, made her lick and suck them briefly… The orcish berserker stepped up to her and broke her out of her ashamed thoughts by filling her with new ones, stooping down and lining himself up. He was huge… bigger than anyone she’d ever been with by far, and he was going to fuck her and… almost certainly she was going to get pregnant. He was going to put a little half-orc baby in her belly, and there was nothing she could do about it, no spell she could cast, no deeper reserve of strength she could pull from!

The orc’s taunting snapped her out of the spiral of distress, motivating her to glare at him again. He was making light of her with this “bet,” making fun of her as he swatted her bare sex with his cock. "As if I could ever enjoy sex with an animal like you" she practically spat, though she knew she would be eating those words soon enough. "I will never lose to the filthy prick of a greenskin!" She braced herself, ready to bite her lip to avoid the pleasure she was about to feel as he prepared to penetrate her, willing to use absolutely any trick in the book to keep from showing any enjoyment to these orcs!

 

[Tassadar]

"Uh huh," the orc replied skeptically to Delfyn's stalwart defiance, "is that why your little elf pussy is leaking like a gutter in a thunderstorm?" There was no hiding that at this point; Delfyn's honey was already coating the berserker's fattened purple helmet, leaving it glistening visibly as he bounced it against her petals, and Delfyn could feel it running down the crack of her bubbly rear and still clinging to her thighs from when she'd been on her knees... Sucking on their cocks.

"Well why don't we see how long you can keep up the bravado?"

Delfyn didn't have an opportunity to respond in any coherent manner, because the end of the orc's sentence came just as he pushed his member into her sex. Fat orcish cock parted her folds, stretching her as no partner had ever done before, but any discomfort was buried under the pleasure exploding inwards from the forced parting of her inner walls. Delfyn’s pussy was too tight and too unused to taking so large a partner for him to drive himself to the hilt in one go, but even if she could only take half of him the orc was hardly dissuaded. When the resistance was too much for him to go any deeper, the berserker gave a low grunt and then retracted slowly, letting her sex adjust a fair bit to his girth. Then he slammed right back in, claiming another inch and hitting nerves that no man had ever touched before and setting them alight with sensation. The orc kept that tactic up until he managed to force every inch of his immense rod into her sex, going deeper and deeper with every thrust, until she had stretched to the point that it felt like she ought to have burst… But she didn’t.

The discomfort was cut with pleasure that Delfyn had never experienced before, a fullness so intense that she could barely think through it, and the clusters of nerves around her cervix singing with pure pleasure for finally receiving some attention. However long it took, the orc finally gave a satisfied grunt when he was balls deep inside of her. “Nnnggg… Tight lil fuckin elf pussy… Hn… How’re you liking the orc dick that’s gonna knock you up?” the orc grunted in a mocking voice, cutting off whatever Delfyn might say in response midway through as he gave the first of several dozen testing thrusts. He was stretching her, seeing how much she could take and gradually pushing her limits a bit at a time until he could fuck her in ernest, and slowly but surely her inner walls would adjust to let him go at her faster and harder.

Once he could establish a rhythm at all, the orc warrior was even more brutal in testing her, but by that point Delfyn’s body was rapidly acclimating. The discomfort of being too full was soon a thing of the past entirely, but it would be a few minutes before Delfyn was well and truly getting fucked. Her first orgasm hit when the orc was still going at a pace that could easily be called gentle, pure bliss rolling through her frame for nearly half a minute before her body could relax again, but no matter how obvious she’d made it the orc who had caused it merely grunted in amusement while she was basking in her afterglow. It was only after her first peak had concluded that the berserker really got to work, picking up his pace and hammering into Delfyn all the harder with every passing moment.

It was bliss. Every stroke sent pure pleasure more intense than that which any man up to that point had been able to give her, and as difficult as it might have been to keep quiet before, it would be almost impossible to contain the sounds of her ecstasy now. Delfyn’s next orgasm was washing over her well within the first couple of minutes of the orc berserker getting to pace, but her greater tightness didn’t slow him down in the slightest. Delfyn’s peak was drawn out, going on and on and on as the orc who had inspired it simply kept pounding her, her bubbly rear jiggling as it cushioned his brutal thrusts at an ever increasing pace. The wet smacks of his hips colliding with hers added to the lewd chorus of his grunts and her moans. The deepest points of his thrusts left his helmet prodding against her cervix, sending shocks of never-before-known bliss emanating from her core, and every last stroke hit her deep.

By the time her second peak petered out the orc was slamming into her twice per second, ensuring that every second was pure ecstasy for Delfyn. Whatever illicit fantasies she might have harbored about the prowess of the greenskins, her first mating partner was rapidly fulfilling all of them, and the inevitable delivery on his promise to cum inside her was looming ever closer. Another couple of minutes later and the orc’s brutish pounding was making her cum all over again, but as another quaking orgasm ripped through her Delfyn felt the first telltale warnings that the orc was finally getting close as well. She felt his rod begin to pulsate as it plowed into her, felt his balls twitching as they bounced against her ass, but it would be a while yet before he actually fulfilled his promise.

There was no way she had gone through three climaxes without showing any signs of it, and after she’d come down from the third the orc gave a low groan. His thrusting slowed, becoming a more sedate pace as he closed the distance towards flooding her with his seed. He savored it, making her anticipate the oncoming rush of liquid heat, and while his reduced pace had left her less swamped in her own bliss it only allowed Delfyn to experience the final moments before her first creampie all the more acutely.

“Nnng… Nnngg… Nnnnggg…. Hnnnnggg!” With one final audible smack the orc bottomed out into Delfyn once more, and the mageknight finally felt the first glob of potent orcish seed erupt into her deepest reaches. The first burst sent pure pleasure and animal satisfaction roaring through her senses, and it was far from the last; the orc’s cock pulsed hard inside of her over and over and over, each throb coinciding with a twitch of his testes resting against her ass and with another shot of liquid heat into depths. Their position left his seed pouring practically right into her womb, allowing legions of virile orcish swimmers into her innermost sanctum to hunt down the pair of ovums that her body had so generously released for her amorous captors. The orc shot a dozen spurts into her, each a long, thick rope that clung to her inner walls and the ceiling of her womb and voluminous enough to be intensely tactile. After the last spurt the orc unceremoniously pulled out, panting as his still-hard cock flopped against Delfyn’s stomach, slowly oozing small globs of remaining cum.

“Hnnn… Hnnn…. Hnnn… Hnnn… Eheh…. Hnnn… You fuckin’ loved getting bred, huh? Hnn… Hnn...”

Delfyn’s had an entire gang of them to please at this point, however, and her first orc wasn’t allowed much time to bask in his afterglow. A few seconds after pulling out, he straightened with a groan and grunted; “Arright, have ‘at her!” A trio of the orcs approached, and Delfyn was promptly rolled over onto her knees with one crouching behind her and two standing in front. Both of the men in front of her prodded her cheeks with their cocks, leaving globs of sticky precum clinging to her pale skin, and grabbed her by the hair; one by her ponytail and the other by the scalp. “Suck it,” grunted the one to her left demandingly, “you’ll be suckin’ orc dicks all night, better start getting used to it,” the other growled. The man behind her slid his rod between the cheeks of her ass instead of immediately going for her sex, from which the first load of cum to be deposited into her was starting to drool into a puddle on the table that she was kneeling on. He was huge, just as big as the orc berserker who had enjoyed her first and the men pointing their cocks at her mouth, and Delfyn got a distinct idea of how big he was for the minute or so in which he slid back and forth between her bubbly cheeks before he finally pulled back, his hands still grabbing her ass, and aimed his rod at her sex.

The orc groaned as he sank into her, seemingly without a care for the cum already dribbling from her moist passage; it felt like he was even deeper than she’d imagined he would be, again touching her deepest points and sending pure pleasure bursting up her spine. This was still only the beginning of her despoiling at the orc’s depraved hands, and she had a lot more of their treatment to look forward to before the nature of this realm would free her from being their prize... A freedom she wouldn't be able to expect outside of this strange domain.

 

[Tiffanian]

Delfyn made no reply to the orc’s teasing, had nothing she could say. He was absolutely right; her pussy was practically gushing for him, her juices drooling down her asscrack with barely a touch. The shame and humiliation she felt at that could only be lessened by continued defiance, by at least showing some mental fortitude. He didn’t give her much more warning before forcing himself into her, and she immediately had to bite her lip HARD to avoid crying out in pleasure! It hurt, there was no doubt about that, but it felt so good even through the pain. She had known he was thick, but she had no idea that such girth would feel like this! It was nothing like the elf cocks she’d had in the past, not even close! He couldn’t even hilt himself in a single thrust, her pussy squeezing him too tightly for him to get more than half his length into her.

The elf had managed to stay mostly quiet for that first thrust by sheer force of will, but she was in a bad position. Her inner walls were wrapped so tightly around him she was certain she could feel every contour of his shaft, and he was already deeper than any man had ever gotten, stimulating her in ways she’d never felt before. He pulled back ever so slowly, the sensation torturous as Delfyn felt her pussy cling to him desperately… and then he pounded in again, forcing himself even deeper than before! She let out a loud "nnn!" as she bit her lip again, trying to distract herself with the pain… That trick wasn’t going to work for long. She even caught herself being a little bit glad that she was so utterly aroused; it was a bit painful anyway, and if she hadn’t been so wet the friction would’ve been absolutely unbearable.

As it was the orc slowly, methodically spread her around his cock, slamming in deeper and deeper with every thrust, each one bringing the elf more pleasure as the discomfort of being stretched faded away. She let out increasingly loud grunts, her body quivering as she fought to the best of her ability not to let how good she felt show. It took a good while for him to force himself fully inside of her, and by the time she felt his heavy balls resting against her a little trickle of blood ran from her lip, proof of how hard she had tried to distract herself. It seemed like he was touching every nerve in her pussy, more than half of which had never been stimulated before, and it was absolutely amazing. Her whole lower body felt tingly and weak even without him moving!

"I hate your fuUUUUUUU!" Delfyn started to reply, caught off guard by his sudden thrust. He paused, holding himself inside her for a few moments before slowly pulling out… and then slamming in again. He was pounding her open, stretching her out, forcing her body to submit to him… and there was nothing she could do about it. Whether she wanted to or not she was going to get used to his girth, and it was going to get easier and easier for him to thrust into her. He was so patient, and despite how hard he was slamming into her he was being surprisingly gentle overall, content to take his time and let her adjust as much as she needed in order to enjoy their mating.

And here, pinned down on a table with her legs pressed against her, she was definitely enjoying mating with a greenskin. Despite her best efforts her grunts were starting to turn into moans even before he had managed to work up to a rhythm, her defenses rapidly crumbling. By the time he was fucking her in earnest her body was craving it… "Nn… ahhn…! Ohhhh…" she moaned out softly, all attempts to stifle herself failing. He pounded her hard, but slowly and steadily, giving her a little bit of time to prepare for and anticipate every thrust. She turned her head to look away from him, unable to keep up even a semblance of a defiant look and deeply embarrassed about it… but the embarrassment was going to intensify soon. She could feel her body giving in to the pleasure, her bliss building… Her cheeks were a deep red, and her chest was flushing with arousal too, an obvious sign of what was to come. The elf let out a whimper as a surge of self-loathing washed over her, and then she felt it. "Oh! Oh…! Hah, hah! O-ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!" she cried, her toes curling, her legs trembling against the orc’s hands, but most of all he would be able to feel her insides clench even tighter around his dick, convulsing around him as her arousal squirted against his crotch.

The charade was well and truly over now, though Delfyn wasn’t fully willing to let it go. A filthy greenskin had made her cum hard on his cock, and now there was no chance of him pulling out for her. No, she had ensured she was going to take his seed almost directly into her womb… and part of her was looking forward to it immensely. She could only lay there, panting to catch her breath as the orc grunted at her, a sort of knowing chuckle… and then he started to pick up his pace, working her faster, slamming home even harder.

And that made it feel even better! Her whole body was quivering with bliss, all the discomfort from before was gone, and now it was just pure enjoyment. "Nnnng! Ohh! Oh, Gods!" she cried, her moans getting louder and more obviously pleased with each passing thrust. She was being truly overwhelmed now that the orc was fucking her at a decent pace, her pleasure barely waning from her orgasmic peak and then quickly building towards it again. It couldn’t have been much more than a minute before Delfyn was driven to a second squirting orgasm, the orc pounding her throughout without slowing down even a bit. This climax seemed to last a long time, the powerful thrusting extending and deepening her pleasure such that she let out a wail of almost agonized bliss.

The elf’s plump butt was jiggling wildly with the orc’s thrusts now, and her pussy was so wet that there was a lewd squelching sound with each one, a little more of her juices dribbling out to run down the crack of her ass or onto her belly. It was all she could do now to keep from moaning out encouragement to him, to verbally express the submission her body was showing him. She knew now that he could just keep forcing her to experience a chain of orgasms for as long as he wanted probably… she had already had two before him, and he showed no signs of stopping; in fact, he was picking up the pace still, fucking her even more brutally. She had heard whispered rumors that the orcs were good at sex… but this surpassed all her expectations. There would be no way to describe with words how amazing this was, just how blissful it felt. It was something that would have to be experienced to truly be believed. He was filling her perfectly, his fat cock molding her pussy to fit it like a glove, and at the end of every thrust the very tip of it kissed her cervix and sent a shiver running up her spine.

He was really slamming into Delfyn rapidly now, her body rocking against the table in time with his firm prodding of her innermost barrier… She was weak and overwhelmed, her mind nearly blank as she raced towards another orgasm, sharp moans of pleasure escaping her again and again. Her mind went blank as the climax hit her, her back arching off the table as she let out a primal shriek of bliss, her soft stomach contracting as her body worked its hardest to milk a load out of the orc pounding her… and though it wasn’t quite successful she could still feel the telltale signs that he was getting close… a little throb in his cock, the twitching of his balls against her ass… Very soon he would deliver the promised creampie to her.

He slowed his pace, easing Delfyn down from her orgasm almost gently, the addled elf slowly recovering from the sheer ecstasy she had been experiencing. She bucked her hips into him once, only once before she caught herself and stopped… The elf was panting quietly, trying to calm her racing heart a bit. He was savoring her now, his slow and gentle pace leaving her more lucid, less drowned in pleasure… which left her time to think about what he was about to do to her. A fantasy flitted through her head; she, so heavily pregnant and round with this brute’s child she could hardly move, on her knees worshipfully servicing him… Giving birth to a baby half-orc only to have another pounded into her soon afterwards… Her cheeks and ears were hot with embarrassment at such a degenerate thought, and yet… she wanted his seed badly, and if she were truly honest with herself she wanted it to take root inside her.

The greenskin showed impressive patience, taking his time as much as he could stand, but finally he groaned and drove his cock into her one last time, filling her completely… and then finally beginning to cum. She felt it, so thick and hot inside of her, and let out a lewd "ooooooh…" as he began to fill her up. In this position, resting as he was pressed directly against her cervix, it was as if he was releasing his entire load directly into her womb… and the elf felt a deep, primal satisfaction as the warmth pooled inside of her, a sense of fulfillment that went beyond mere sexual pleasure. For a moment she forgot herself, forgot she was supposed to be resisting this, and even as tight as she was she tried to squeeze down even tighter for him, her stomach visibly clenching in rhythm with his cock’s throbbing as she tried to help him milk his orgasm for all the pleasure he deserved…

The orc gave Delfyn at least a dozen full spurts of seed into her depths, filling her more full than she had imagined possible before pulling out of her and leaving her pussy to gape briefly at his sudden absence. His cock was still rock hard when he plopped it down on her crotch, the dregs of his orgasm oozing out on her belly to pool in her navel. She felt utterly fantastic, still awash in the afterglow of her three rapid-fire orgasms and the pleasant warmth in her womb… but his teasing questioning of her snapped her back to reality, reminded her that she ought to have been embarrassed, and she couldn’t muster a reply even in the negative…

The orc walked off after a short while, opening the way for three of the others to approach Delfyn… They moved her around a bit, rolling her into a kneeling position with two of them in front of her and one behind. The two in front pushed their dicks against her cheeks, leaking precum onto her while both grabbing her long lavender hair and demanding that she suck them off… She tried to give them a defiant glare, but whether it came out that way or not was another story. For now she intended to make them force her to suck them off… though it was up for interpretation whether she was doing that out of a real sense of defiance or a desire to be manhandled a bit was up to interpretation even to her.

She could feel the cum leaking down her thighs, pooling beneath her at her knees… and the orc behind her chose to grind his own massive shaft in between the cheeks of her ass for a while, teasing her before the main event… He held onto her by the ass, spreading her cheeks as he aimed himself… and then slipped into her pussy nice and easy, the combination of her juices and the previous orc’s cum along with how vigorously she had been fucked and spread apart making penetration easier than she had thought. It only took a single thrust for him to bottom out, hitting just as deep as her first partner and sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine that made her shudder visibly, a groan of pleasure escaping her lips.