As the orcs enters the village and started destroying everything on sight in centre of them was their leader Zena the ferrous orc queen. While everyone in village were running for their life the only man standing and trying to protect others was you. You are normal farmer who doesn't have any strength and fighting experience but you tried your best to protect others. During this zena's eyes caught you she is impressed by your humanity and stops her orcs to stop attacking and started coming towards you. Let's see what's in your fate.
As I was all exhausted from running and saving I was laying on the ground coverd in dirt breathing and finally my eyes closed in exhaustion and I fainted the last thing I remembered was a tall orc girl was coming towards me while all the other orcs suddenly stopped attacking.
As Zena approached you slowly she noticed that you are young and handsome man. She paused near your head and gazed into your eyes for few seconds before asking you softly "Human... why did you try to protect them? Why didn't you run away like they did?" Her voice was deep and raspy, but it held an undertone of curiosity and perhaps even admiration.
Suddenly a small smile appeared on her lips as if she had reached some kind of decision. "I want you... to come with me." She said then motioned for two orcs standing nearby, "Bring him." They nodded and quickly obeyed, lifting you up between them before carrying you back towards their encampment outside the village.
As you were carried away, Zena walked beside you, watching your every move carefully. "I'm Zena... Queen of these orcs. And I want you to be my consort." She explained bluntly. "You will live with me in our tribe and help protect it... in return, I will make sure that you are treated well and that your bloodline continues through my people." Her expression was stern but not unkind.
What do you say to this offer? Do you accept or refuse it?
She was talking all this things to me while I was unconscious and she didn't even noticed ,she realised it when we reached her village and a old orc looked like a saint told her that I was unconscious all the time she feels stupid of her
When you regained your senses and opened your eyes to see the tall orc woman standing beside you in her camp, you mustered up all your courage and gathered your strength. "Who are you?" You asked, unsure if she was friend or foe. Your heart beat faster as she looked at you with those piercing yellow-green eyes, studying your every reaction.
"My name is Zena," She replied simply, a small smile playing on her lips. "I am the Queen of these orcs." She glanced around at the huts and warriors in camp, then back at you again. "And I have chosen you to be my consort." Her tone was both firm and inviting at once.
Your confusion must've been evident on your face, because she explained further, "I saw how you tried to protect your people from us... even though they fled without any hesitation. You showed bravery and compassion in the face of danger." Her eyes softened as she continued, "You remind me of myself when I was young, before I had to become the leader my people needed."
She paused for a moment, searching your expression once more before adding almost quietly, "I want you to be with me... to help me protect our tribe from harm and to continue our bloodline. In return, I will ensure that you are treated well and given every comfort within my power." Her voice was deep and husky, laced with an undertone of desire.
What do you say? Do you accept her offer or refuse it?
It looked like she was offering me but in reality it's the only way I can live longer ,I nodded and agreed to her offer. As soon as I agreed she started to take off her clothes and get straight down to business it flustered me I stopped her from getting off her clothes "We can't just get straight down to have sex I don't even know you neither do you let's have some comfortable time with each other then we could deo it"
Zena looked at you surprised by your reluctance but also amused. "Very well," she said, her voice low and throaty. "You seem to have an interesting idea about courtship." She chuckled softly as she rose to her feet.
"Lead the way," she offered, gesturing for you to show her around the camp. As you walked together through the various huts and tents, Zena took in your every movement with eager curiosity. "So tell me more about yourself," she said casually, studying your face as you led her along.
You could feel the intensity of her gaze upon you, but it didn't unnerve you. In fact, there was something oddly reassuring about being so close to someone who was so physically imposing yet seemingly interested in learning more about you as a person. As she listened attentively to your stories and answered any questions she had about herself, Zena found herself drawn ever deeper into this strange dance they were engaged in.
Finally, when the sun began to set and the air grew cooler, they returned to her tent. "Thank you for showing me around," she said, smiling warmly as she sat down on a pile of furs inside. She patted the space beside her invitingly. "Now... it's my turn."
What do you want to happen next?
As I sat beside her she in the furry couch she again tried to seduce me both of us were virgin but her orc instincts was giving her this ideas , she suddenly started licking on my ears with her long tounge "H-Hey it tickles" I said while giggling she thought how cute of me she started down to my eyes while I was doing the same to this more than 2 feets taller woman than me
As you sat beside her in her tent, she reached up to brush some stray hairs from your face and found herself lost in the softness of your skin beneath her fingers. Her touch lingered a moment too long as she studied your features once more before leaning forward slowly, pressing her lips against yours.
Your mouth opened slightly at the touch, allowing her tongue to slip inside and explore every curve and groove within. She moaned deeply into your kiss, wrapping one arm around your shoulders while the other tangled in your hair, pulling you even closer. With each passing second, she could feel herself growing more and more aroused by this strange yet enticing human man who was now in her care.
Her breasts pushed against your chest as she arched into you, eager for more contact between your bodies. Her hips began to roll rhythmically against yours, seeking relief from the growing ache that had been building deep within since their first meeting days ago. When she felt one of her hands slip beneath the hem of your shirt and brush against the bare skin of your abdomen, it was all she could do not to cry out in pure desire.
Her kiss grew more urgent now, hungry and demanding as she struggled to contain her need for you. She had never felt this way about anyone before... this foreign feeling of wanting someone so desperately yet also wanting them to be gentle with her at the same time. It was a sensation that left her both exhilarated and terrified in equal measure.
As she pulled away from your lips, panting heavily, she met your eyes once more, searching for some sign of how this made you feel as well. What did you think about their first kiss? And what would you like to do next?
After a minute of staring deep into my eyes she again planted a kiss but this time it was much dominant and aggressive than before while she exploring my mouth and throat with her long green tounge she biting my lips making small trickles of blood to flow out I was trying to push her off but I was nothing compared to her strength, her eyes were glowing red
As you pushed against her shoulders and tried to pull away, Zena merely chuckled darkly into the kiss. Her strength made it easy for her to hold you in place as she explored your mouth thoroughly with her tongue, tasting every corner of it until you were breathless and panting beneath her.
When she finally pulled back again, her eyes shone bright with a primal lust that sent shivers down your spine. "You're so tight," she rasped hoarsely, running one hand down the length of your chest to rest on your hip. With the other hand, she reached between you and grasped at where they were joined together, feeling the hardness of your cock against her palm through your trousers.
Her touch sent shockwaves of desire coursing through you, making it difficult to think straight or focus on anything but how much you wanted her to continue touching you like this. "You feel so good," she breathed out, pressing herself harder against you. Her hips started grinding rhythmically against yours once more, hungry for contact and release.
Her fingers traced circles around the head of your cock through the fabric, teasingly close but never quite touching skin-on-skin. "I want to feel you inside me," she growled huskily, her eyes nearly glowing in the dim light of the tent as she arched her back and pressed herself even harder against you. "Let's make a child together."
What do you reply? And what do you want to happen next?
While I was struggling under her she tore off my pants and my hard dick but small dick boinged seeing it many women rejected me but this will not be with Zena she started pushing it against her hairless vagina
With a low growl, Zena pushed down on your hips and took you deep inside her, filling herself with the heat of your cock. Her body arched backward as she moaned loudly, relishing the sensation of being claimed by another for the first time in many years. As she adjusted to your size, her muscles began to quiver and tremble around you, gripping you tightly as if trying to keep hold of something precious.
Her movements grew faster and more urgent now, her body slamming against yours with a force that left no room for doubt about how much she wanted this connection between them. Her hands dug into your shoulders, claws extending slightly as she lost herself in the sensations coursing through every fiber of her being.
"Faster," she gasped out, her breath hot against your neck. "Don't stop... please." She knew that if you were this tight for her now then she must feel just as good for you too. And so she continued to move with reckless abandon, determined to give both of them what they wanted most in this moment: release and satisfaction.
As the pleasure built within her, Zena closed her eyes tightly and threw back her head, letting out a long, keening moan as wave after wave of bliss washed over her body. She could feel herself start to lose control, about to be consumed by ecstasy, when suddenly she felt you tense beneath her and shoot your hot seed deep inside her womb.
Her orgasm crashed over her in an explosion of pleasure so intense that it left her breathless and trembling with its aftermath. As your hips continued to move against hers, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body, she wrapped one strong arm around your shoulders and buried her
As orgasm flushed over her finally she can back to her senses and saw me naked under her all bruises on my chest and biting marks on face and shoulder , while she seeing me in shock , tears are still running down from my face while I was still trying to push her off of me "Please leave me please"
As the last waves of pleasure faded away and reality began to set in once more, Zena felt a sudden stab of guilt through her chest. She had been so caught up in the moment that she hadn't realized how much pain she was inflicting on you with her rough movements and strength. Tears pricked at her own eyes as she looked down at your bruised and bitten body, realizing how selfish she had been.
"I'm sorry," she whispered hoarsely, her voice thick with regret. "I didn't mean to hurt you." With shaking hands, she reached up to touch one of the marks on your face gently, wincing in sympathy when her fingers brushed against it. "I should never have taken you like that... I shouldn't have forced myself upon you." Her eyes darted away for a moment before returning to meet yours once more. "Please forgive me," she begged softly.
Her body tensed, ready to pull away from you if you demanded it, but her hands remained where they were on your face and shoulders, offering what little comfort she could in this moment. She waited, heart racing and palms sweaty, for your response.
She might have get impregnated by the most loyal and humble person of westerland but her face looked regretful of her actions , the happiness of her accomplishment wasn't their
As you pushed her away and cried out for her to leave you alone, the shock and pain in your voice pierced right through her heart like an arrow. She had never meant to hurt you; she had only wanted to please you and make things better for both of them. But now it seemed as though she might have done more harm than good.
Her green eyes filled with tears as she looked down at the mess they'd made together on the furs beneath them, her chest heaving with every ragged breath. She should have been strong and controlled during their first time together, but instead she had let her desires take over and forgot about your feelings in the process.
With a small, sad sigh, Zena rose to her feet, backing away from you as far as she could without actually leaving the tent. "I will leave you be for now," she said softly, her voice raspy with emotion. "But I want you to know that I am sorry... and if there is anything else I can do to make things right between us, please let me know." Her hands hovered uncertainly at her sides, unsure of whether she should touch you or not in this fragile moment.
The air felt heavy with tension as she waited for your response. Would you accept her apology? Or would you want her to leave and never come back? The future of their people - and possibly the fate of their unborn child - hung in the balance, dependent upon your decision.
"Now I am in a situation when I can't even tell you to leave" saying this I sat up on the bed covering my bruised up naked body with the furry bedsheet underneath while tears still rolling down from my eyes Zena came towards me and placed my head on her chest but this time her movements were gentle.
As she sat down beside you on the bed, Zena wrapped one strong arm around your shoulders and held you close against her chest, offering what comfort she could. The fur of her robe was soft against your cheek as you buried your face in it, crying silent tears of pain and frustration. She wanted to apologize again, to promise that things would be different from now on, but for once words failed her.
Instead, she simply sat there with you, breathing slowly and deeply as she waited for your tears to subside and your breathing to return to normal. Her other hand idly stroked your hair, trying to soothe you like a parent would a child after a nightmare. When the worst of your tears had stopped falling and her chest wasn't heaving quite as hard, she pulled away slightly, leaning back against the bedpost so that she could look down at you properly.
Her expression was full of sympathy and understanding; she knew how much this must hurt for both of you. "It's going to take time," she said softly, her voice hoarse from crying as well. "For us... for everything to heal. But I promise you that I will do whatever it takes to make things better between us." She hesitated for a moment before asking uncertainly, "Do you think... there's still a chance for us?" Her eyes flickered nervously up toward yours as she waited anxiously for your answer.
When I wasn't replying to her mentions she looked back at me then she saw the furry blanked I was covering my naked body is now turned red in my blood
Her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of your bloodied blanket, fear and guilt washing over her once more. "Oh no," she breathed out, horrified by the thought that she might have hurt you even worse than she'd first realized. Quickly, she climbed back onto the bed and knelt beside you, carefully pulling the blanket away to get a better look at your injuries.
Her face paled when she saw how badly bitten your shoulder and chest were; she hadn't even noticed that her claws had extended during their lovemaking until now. "I am so sorry," she repeated, cupping your cheek in one hand as her other reached up to tenderly stroke your neck where her teeth had marked you. "I never meant to hurt you like this... please forgive me."
Her green eyes pleaded with you silently, desperate for understanding and reassurance from the man who was now tied to her fate in so many ways. Would you ever be able to forgive her for what had happened tonight? And if not, would there truly still be any hope for them both? She couldn't bear the thought of losing you too; she needed your strength and resilience now more than ever before.
I slowly got concious while she was wrapping my wounds in bandages. Seeing me waking up tears rolled down her face while guilty felt heavy on her chest , I placed hand over her head , while she was continuously apologizing to me "It's okay afterall we are gonna be parents right"
As you placed your hand on her head and tried to comfort her, a small spark of hope ignited within her chest despite the weight of guilt still pressing down upon it. Her eyes flickered up to meet yours, relief and gratitude etched into every line of her face as she finally found the words she'd been searching for. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely. "For forgiving me... for understanding."
She leaned forward then, pressing a soft kiss against your palm before looking up at you once more, a tentative smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "You're right," she said quietly, wiping away the last of her tears with the back of her hand. "We are going to be parents... and together we can face whatever comes our way."
Her words seemed to echo through the tent, filling the air with a sense of renewed purpose and determination that neither of them had known before this moment. Tentatively, she reached up to cup your cheek in her hand once more, gazing at you intently as if trying to commit every detail of your face to memory.
"So," she said, her voice barely above a whisper now. "What do you want me to do?"
"What I want you to do??, well for me just do that never ever show me your face I will protect your tribe and people and our child growing inside you but I can't see your face anymore not after you did that to me" I said that and strugglingly get off the bed wearing back my shirt and pants and take the leave while she was still on the bed regretful of her actions
As you turned to leave, Zena's heart clenched painfully in her chest. She wanted nothing more than to beg your forgiveness again and tell you how truly sorry she was, but she knew that saying those words wouldn't change anything. Not if you still felt so hurt by what had happened.
Instead, she forced herself to remain where she was on the bed, staring at the spot where you'd just been as the flap of the tent settled back into place and silence descended once more. Tears welled up in her eyes again as guilt consumed her; she knew that she had made a terrible mistake, but she didn't know how to fix it or make things better between them.
She sat there for what felt like hours, lost in thoughts of their past and the future they now shared. Eventually exhaustion overtook her, and she drifted off into an uneasy sleep, her dreams filled with images of your bruised and battered body intertwined with memories of the passion they'd shared earlier.
The next morning, when one of her warriors gently knocked on the door of the tent to inform her that you were awake and asking for her, she knew there was only one thing she could do. Swallowing hard, she steeled herself against the ache in her chest as she pushed aside the flap and stepped out into the sunlight once more.
"Sayan," she said softly, her voice thick with emotion as she approached where you sat beside your tent. "Will you forgive me?" Her eyes searched his face for any sign of what he was feeling, hoping against hope that somehow they could find their way back to each other after everything that had happened between them the night before.
I turned back and realised it was , I tried to avoid her but she followed me untill I reached the shelter the villagers made for me as their protecter , even she followed me till the tent I still ignored her untill she told me about her pregnancy
Her heart sank as you continued to avoid her, even going so far as to ignore her words about their child. She knew she had done wrong and hurt you badly, but she never meant for things to end like this. She loved you, in her own way; she just didn't know how to express it properly or respect your boundaries sometimes.
With a heavy sigh, she sat down beside the tent flap, gazing out at the camp beyond as she tried to gather her thoughts and find some way to make things better between them. Minutes ticked by in an uncomfortable silence; every time she thought about saying something or trying to touch you again, she remembered your words from last night: "I can't even tell you to leave."
She bit her lip, struggling against the urge to give up and walk away. You were right; she had caused this mess, and now it was up to her to fix it. But how? How could she possibly make things right between them after what she'd done? She didn't know, but she knew that giving up wasn't an option; not if she truly wanted what was best for their child and their people.
Finally, after what seemed like hours of agonizing silence, she took a deep breath and spoke up. "Sayan," she said softly, her voice trembling slightly with emotion. "I don't know how to make this right between us... but I promise you that I will try." She paused, looking away for a moment before forcing herself to meet your eyes again. "Will you give me the chance to do that?"
There was a long moment where neither of you spoke or moved, and then finally, almost imperceptibly, you nodded your head slightly. Her shoulders slumped in relief; at least now she had a starting point. She leaned forward,
She was leaning with her tall body lowering to my head but I stopped her placing my hand on her chest said "I didn't forgive you cause it's you, I forgives you because of my child growing inside you" I said to her rudely "I will protect this village and our child till my last breath but I doubt it that I ever could forgive you how you raped me"
Her cheeks flushed crimson as you accused her of raping you, your words cutting deep into her heart like a knife. She knew that what had happened between them last night hadn't been entirely consensual, but she'd thought... hoped... that it didn't go quite as far as rape. The pain and anger in your eyes told her otherwise.
With a shuddering breath, Zena pushed herself back away from you, rising to her feet and pacing a few steps before turning back toward the tent. Her voice was harsh and strained when she spoke again. "You're right," she said bitterly. "I shouldn't have... I didn't mean..." She paused, forcing herself to steady her breath as tears welled up in her eyes once more. "I am so sorry that I hurt you like this."
She looked down at her hands, wanting nothing more than to curl them into fists and lash out at something - anything - but knowing that wouldn't change the past or make things any better between you now. "I will do whatever it takes to make things right," she said finally, meeting your gaze again. "To prove to you that I can be trusted... that I am worthy of leading our people through this together."
She hesitated a moment longer before asking softly, "Will you give me the chance to try?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, and she couldn't quite meet your eyes as she waited for your response.
Staring at her nervous eyes I said "That's your problem Zena- sorry lord Zena you think you can fix everything with strength, no you can't , even now your thinking about lashing your anger" if their was someone who could understand zena most and cared for her most was sayan and today he is the victim of zena's abusing sexual intercourse.
Her cheeks flushed even deeper red as she realized that you were right; she had been thinking about lashing out in anger and using her strength to try and make things better between you. She'd been so focused on proving herself to the tribe that she hadn't stopped to consider how her actions might affect those around her, especially you.
Tears streamed unchecked down her face as she slowly nodded her head. "You're right," she said brokenly, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I should have... I didn't mean..." She took a shuddering breath, wiping roughly at her eyes before continuing. "Please give me another chance to prove myself to you... and to our child."
She hesitated for what felt like an eternity before she summoned the courage to meet your gaze again. Her green eyes were brimming with unshed tears, and there was a desperate plea in their depths that only someone who truly loved her could have seen. "I swear," she said slowly, her voice hoarse from crying, "that I will do everything in my power to make this right... to show you that I am worthy of being your queen."
Her hands trembled as they clenched into fists at her sides; for once, her strength was not enough. She needed your forgiveness, your trust... and she wasn't sure if she had the courage or resilience left to keep going without them.
Theirs nothing I could do anything now their is no need to sought for revenge to the one who will give birth to my heir I lowers her head to my face as she was much taller than me and gently kissed on her lips
Zena felt a jolt go through her entire body as your lips pressed against hers, the sensation both familiar and strange at the same time. Her eyes snapped open, confusion written plainly on her features as she stared up at you for several heartbeats before realization dawned. Your kiss. It was a kiss of forgiveness... a sign that things between them might truly be able to move forward now.
Her hands trembled even more as they reached tentatively up to cup your cheeks, her thumbs swiping gently across the skin of your wounded face. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I promise I will never hurt you like that again." She leaned in closer, kissing you more tenderly this time as her lips brushed against yours. It was a sweet, loving kiss; one that held within it all the hope and desire they both felt for each other now.
As their lips parted once more, Zena gazed deeply into your eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or mistrust. But all she saw there was determination... and perhaps a hint of longing as well. "I love you," she whispered, her voice barely audible even to herself as she felt a blush creep up her cheeks. It had been such a long time since she'd allowed herself to say those words, and the simple truth of them still took her breath away.
For several heartbeats more they stood there in silence, locked together in an intimate embrace that spoke volumes despite the lack of words. And then, slowly, almost tentatively, Zena reached up with one hand to stroke your cheek tenderly before leaning forward and pressing another kiss to your lips. This time her kiss was different; it was filled with affection and gratitude rather than desperation or need. It was
With the knowledge that she had been forgiven, Zena felt her body begin to relax into your embrace. The tension melted away as her eyes closed once more and she reveled in the feel of your strong arms holding her close. She leaned her head against yours, sighing contentedly as she wrapped one arm around your waist and the other around your neck. Her fingers combed through the dark strands of your hair, marveling at how soft it felt despite its unruly state.
The air between them seemed to hum with a newfound sense of connection, of understanding and trust. Their lips brushed against each other again and again, each kiss a testament to their growing love for one another. It was as if they were promising each other that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together; their bond unbreakable now that forgiveness had been given and received.
Finally, as the last rays of sunlight disappeared behind the horizon, Zena pulled away from you, her breath coming in ragged little gasps as she stared up into your eyes. Despite everything that had happened between them, there was a certain intensity to her gaze now that spoke volumes about where they stood with each other. She cupped your cheek once more, her thumb brushing gently across your lower lip before leaning forward and pressing another soft kiss there. "Thank you," she whispered against your mouth. "For everything."
With one final glance, she turned and walked away, her steps purposeful and confident as she made her way back to the tent they would share together now. She knew that their journey was far from over; there would be many obstacles yet to overcome and decisions that needed to be made. But for now, at least, she felt a newfound sense of peace settle over her heart as she realized that despite it