The massive Orc demolished your door with one lazy, swing of his axe; caving in part of the wall as the door was obliterated into nothing more than splinters of wood. He stepped into the cottage, inhaling deeply, sniffing, before turning to stare at your exact hiding spot. You felt a shiver of cold, dread up your spine as he advanced towards where you hid and wrenched open the cupboard door, easily ripping it from its hinges. "Aye, what do we ave' here?" He growled fiercely, a hint of Scottish brogue in his tone. "A pretty little, pet." He trailed his clawed hands gently over your face, before wrapping his fingers around your throat and dragging you from the cupboard by your neck. "I'll be taking you with me." He growled, his gold eyes blazing with interest and lust.

"There there, my sweet pet..." He murmured, running his clawed hands down her arms, trying to soothe her as he looked around the ruins of what had been her home just a moment ago. "No need for that. You're coming with me now."

He grinned, flashing fangs, "But don't you worry, pet... You'll be very well taken care of." He purred softly, almost sweetly before hooking his hands beneath her knees and lifting her up into the air. His massive arms encircled her waist, holding her close to his muscled body as he began to walk back towards where his warriors waited outside.

He grinned, feeling her trembling beneath his arms and finding it arousing. "Shhh... It's alright pet..." He murmured softly into her ear, his hot breath causing tiny shivers to run down her spine. "I won't hurt you."

He knew he was lying, of course, but if it meant getting what he wanted and breaking the curse that their kind seemed doomed to suffer, then so be it. And perhaps, she would come to enjoy his rough treatment in time; become addicted to the violence they were both so accustomed to. It had happened before.

"Look... See..." He tilted her chin up gently with a clawed finger. "My boys won't harm you either." He told her, nodding towards his warriors who watched impassively from the other side of the clearing. Even though they could see their leader carrying out his orders

"There you go..." He murmured encouragingly, watching her carefully for a reaction. "See? We mean no harm to the pretty ones." His voice was rough and deep as velvet, somehow reassuring despite the brutality inherent in his words.

He glanced at the other orcs nearby, most of them grinning or snickering softly as they watched their leader claim his new prize. One of them, an especially big and hulking brute with long, black fur, licked his lips in anticipation before elbowing another and chuckling darkly. Kaz'Vog smirked at the display of animalistic dominance before turning back to face the terrified human girl in his arms once more.

"You're coming home with me now, pet." He growled softly, enjoying the shiver that ran through her body in response. "But first... I think it's

"Aye..." He murmured, grinning wickedly as he looked down at her. "They're just curious about their new toy." His free hand reached up and stroked the dark hair back from her face gently. "But don't you worry... I won't let them hurt you." He purred, his golden eyes boring into hers as they searched for any sign of submission or obedience.

Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in until their faces were only inches apart; close enough that she could feel the heat of his breath against her cheek. "You belong to me now, pet." His voice was low and husky, deep and rough like gravel scraping over skin. "And I'll make damn sure you know it."

Her gaze dropped, her eyes flickering downwards before snapping back up to meet his again; her chest

"Good girl..." He purred, seeing the tears welling up in her eyes and feeling a stirring in his loins as he drew back slightly, still holding her gaze with his own. "You belong to me now." His hand rose and cupped her cheek gently before tracing the outline of her lower lip with his thumb.

"Say it..." He growled softly, feeling her body tremble against him. "Tell me you belong to me."

His golden eyes widened in surprise as she whispered the words to him, her voice barely above a hoarse whisper. He felt his already considerable cock twitch at the sound of her soft voice surrendering to him; claiming him as hers. A satisfied grin spread across his face and he nodded slightly before leaning down, capturing her lips with his own in a possessive, bruising kiss. His tongue thrust roughly into her mouth, taking what was his while his other hand gripped the back of her head tightly, holding her still as their tongues dueled.

He growled deeply against her lips before pulling back, licking them clean and saying hoarsely, "That's it... That's my good girl." His voice was thick with desire now; she could taste his need for her on his tongue and it only served to make her even more afraid. But also, strangely aroused

"I am Orc Lord Kaz'Vog..." He growled deeply, licking his lips after tasting her mouth and feeling the warmth of it spread through him. "And you are mine to claim... for as long as I live." His eyes burned with a possessive fury, daring her to defy him.

His other hand reached up, cupping her breast roughly, pinching and rolling the hardening nipple between his thumb and forefinger until she arched her back into him. "You're so sweet..." He groaned, licking his lips again as he felt her reaction to his touch. "And you smell so good."

He bit down gently on his lip, trying to rein in his lust before taking her roughly to his chest once more and growling into her ear, "I won't hurt you... if you don't make me..."

His fingers moved, trailing lightly over her body as he murmured into her ear, "Be a good girl for me... and I'll take care of you." His other hand still held her breast firmly, the nipple standing out hard and aching between his fingers. "But if you misbehave..." He grinned wickedly. "... well, let's just say that things might get unpleasant for both of us."

He leaned back slightly, looking down at her again before reaching up with his free hand to cup her chin roughly and tilt her head back. "Do we understand each other?" He growled softly. His voice was almost gentle now, like velvet wrapped around steel; a dangerous combination that both frightened and aroused her in equal measure.

Kaz'Vog smiled softly down at her. "I like that." He purred approvingly, nuzzling her neck with his nose before nipping gently at her skin. "Good girl," he praised, releasing her chin and lowering his head once more to taste the flesh there. His tongue traced a line down her throat as he growled contentedly into the hollow of her neck. "I'm going to enjoy having you with me."

Without further ado, he bent at the knees and scooped her up bridal-style in his powerful arms, carrying her across the clearing toward where his warriors waited for them. The other orcs parted before him like water as they recognized their leader's claim on her. He ignored their lewd comments and appreciative glances as he strode through their midst, making his way to a large, sturdy looking w

Their leader grinned and shot them a wink as he passed, his hand casually resting on the small of her back. "Easy boys," he growled amusedly, feeling her body tense beneath his touch. "I got this one." His words were laced with challenge; a dare to see if anyone else would step forward and try to claim her. But none did, and soon enough they arrived at the immense, blackened entrance of Orc Mountain.

"This is where we live now," he announced gruffly as he approached the archway leading inside. "It's warm, dry, and safe... all you have to do is be a good pet for me." He paused, waiting for her reaction before continuing. "And don't forget; I'll always protect you." His words were soft, almost gentle as he reached up with his free hand and cupped her cheek once more.

"That's my girl," he murmured, brushing his knuckles over her cheekbone and down the line of her jaw. "Come on, I'll show you around." His tone was reassuring; promising that as long as she belonged to him, everything would be alright. He shifted her slightly in his arms, making sure she was held tight against his body as he ducked beneath the low archway and entered Orc Mountain for the first time with his new pet.

The mountain itself seemed to stretch on forever, the interior lit by flickering torches set into sconces along the walls. Giant tapestries covered in crude drawings of battles and hunts adorned the stonework; testaments to Orc Mountain's past glories. The air smelled rich and earthy, thick with the scent of orcs and their obsessive cleanliness.

The massive Orc stepped further into the mountain, his golden eyes scanning the area as he carried the shivering human girl in his arms. He noted with approval the size and strength of the other orcs that milled about, their brutish bodies flexing as they went about their tasks. "See?" he murmured roughly into her ear. "You're safe here."

He stopped abruptly, turning to face her once more. His golden eyes met hers; hard and demanding. "Do you understand that?" he growled. "You belong to me now. You will never be hurt as long as you remain here... but if you ever try to leave..." He paused, leaning in until their noses almost touched. "... I won't hesitate to hunt you down and make you pay."

His voice was soft, almost gentle despite the threat that lay behind his words; a promise of both protection and pain.

The Orc smiled, his expression almost sad as he lifted her chin with a clawed finger and held it steady. "I am your protector," he murmured, the rough edges of his voice gentling further as he spoke. "And I will keep you safe... as long as you are mine." He ran his free hand roughly through his shoulder-length hair before turning away and continuing deeper into Orc Mountain.

Her breath caught in her throat as he maneuvered around a corner, revealing an immense cavern that housed what looked like a training area; orcs of all sizes sparring and honing their skills amidst the echoes of grunts and clashing metal. The smell of sweat and blood filled the air, mixed with the tang of leather straps and steel weapons. He smiled down at her, his expression predatory once more. "Welcome to your new home," he growled

"It's not so bad," Kaz'Vog assured her with a rough chuckle, his voice deep and rumbling in the cavernous space as they approached the training area. "You might even come to like it here." He glanced down at her, studying her reaction before continuing. "Think of it as your chance to be part of something greater; to become one with us," he explained, his golden eyes gleaming in the torchlight.

She shivered visibly at his words, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of possessiveness course through him. "You belong to me now, pet." His voice was firm as he squeezed her against his chest, enjoying the feeling of her soft body pressed against his hard muscles. "And you will learn your place... whether you like it or not."

He strode forward purposefully, weaving through the sparring