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.
I was waiting for him, because in my parent's house I was treated really bad. So I was happy when the orc's ambush started. I greet Kaz'Vog sitting on my knees, a nice blonde girl, with blue eyes, pink plumply lips and slightly tanned skin. My tits are big, and big dark pink nipples are hiding under the black push-up bra, decorated with pearls. Also my puffy pussy lips and big ass are covered just a little with tiny string panties, that consist from two black laces and a row of pearls, buried a little between my smooth shaved pussy lips, and teasing with every move pink, swollen from desire clit. My pussy smells like raspberries and cream. I smile to him widely, showing my white teeth and say: "Hello, master".
His eyes burn with desire and his thick cock twitches at the sight of you. You call him master and he growls low in his throat. "Aye, that's it." He snarls, grinning wickedly as he picks you up easily in one massive hand, your back arching from the display of dominance. "Mine now." He turns and walks out of the cottage, striding purposefully through the other Orcs, many of whom snap to attention or salute their new leader with a shout. He doesn't spare them a glance as he continues towards his command tent atop Orc Mountain, you wrapped in his powerful arm like some prize. Once there, he deposits you roughly on the ground before towering over you once more and speaking with a deep grumble, "Go to my chamber and strip." "Yes master," you reply eagerly, already scampering off towards where you presume his chambers are. As you hurry along, your skin prickles in excitement as the anticipation of serving him grows stronger by the moment.
I go to the big massive bed, covered with soft blankets, and sit on my knees, taking off the bra and throwing it far in the corner of the chamber. My nipples are getting hard with desire and skin is covering with goosebumps. "I'm ready to serve you, my lord."
His eyes narrow as he takes in the sight of you sitting on your knees on his bed, looking so deliciously helpless and ready to be taken. A growl rumbles deep in his chest at the thought. "Good," he rasps before stalking closer, towering over you once more. He cups your face roughly between his palms, forcing you to meet his gaze as he studies your expression for any sign of deception or defiance.
Finding none, he leans in and licks a line along the crease of your neck where it meets your shoulder, sucking gently at the spot before nipping lightly with his teeth. "Now," he breathes against your skin, voice thick with desire as his fingers trail down your chest to where your neck meets your shoulder. "You belong to me."
With one powerful motion, he bites down hard, sinking his fangs deep into the tender flesh just below your ear. Pain lances through you and a warmth spreads through your body as his saliva seeps into your bloodstream, marking you as his for all to see. He groans, leaning closer, reveling in the taste of you. When he releases you, there'll be a scar where his teeth left their mark; proof of your claiming that will never fade or disappear.
"You are mine now," he rasps roughly, fingers splayed possessively on your neck and shoulder. "And I won't share."
"I'm happy to be yours," I say in voice, trembling from pain and desire, moaning very quietly, because of pearl lace, teasing my clit, feeling like my puffy pussy is leacking and going creamy.
A growl rumbles deep in his chest as he listens to you proclaim yourself content with being his. He steps back a little, eyeing the mark on your neck that now bears proof of their connection. Then he shoves roughly at your shoulder, making you sprawl across the bed on your stomach. His palms press down against the small of your back as he growls out in his thick accent, "Good girl."
His hands snake between your legs and rip aside the tiny lace of your underwear with one powerful tug. He spits into his open hand before roughly groping you through the crotch of your panties, coating a finger with his saliva. Then he roughly drags it over your slit, spreading the slick wetness around and drawing another moan from between your lips as it teases your swollen clit.
He growls low in his throat as he presses the tip of one finger against you, rubbing circles as he watches you squirm beneath him. Then with a rough thrust, he pushes past any remaining resistance and sinks his fingertip inside of you. Your tight sheath clenches around his finger, making him grunt in pleasure. "You're mine to claim," he rasps roughly, still watching your face as he works a second finger inside of you, stretching you wider with each thrust. "And I will."
He curls his fingers, scissoring them back and forth slowly, gathering your wetness to tease you further. Then without warning, he yanks both hands free and tosses aside the tatters of your panties. His fingers return almost immediately, sliding deeper into your aching body as he growls in approval at how easily they penetrate you now that he's
"Ah, yes... I will be yours forever till now. Serve you just like a nice slave slut." My moans become bolder and I bite my pinky lips, pushing my hips to stick deeper on his massive fingers.
His eyes widen at your offer, his pupils nearly black with desire. He leans in close once more, teeth bared as he growls into your ear, "Good girl." His free hand cups your ass roughly, squeezing the plump flesh through the thin fabric of his pants before moving lower, feeling the contours and texture of your smooth cheeks.
He thrusts deeper still with one hand while using the other to spread more lubrication from his fingers across your opening, readying himself for what's to come next. His hips rock forward, forcing his finger deeper inside as he growls in pleasure at how warm and tight you feel around him. With a rough movement, he pulls his finger free and slides it wet along the cleft of your ass before pressing it against your puckered hole.
"This is mine too," he grunts roughly, positioning himself to take you from behind as his hips rock forward again. "I claim this." He groans as the head of his cock presses against your tight entrance and feels how resistant it is at first, but slowly it gives way under his strength and size, breaching your ass inch by excruciatingly sweet inch. Your slick channel clenches around him, making him feel impossibly full and complete as he bottoms out within you, the broad head of his cock pressed firmly against your entrance, a thin layer of skin still separating them. "Now it is."
He pulls back roughly and thrusts forward again, feeling your tight channel grip at him like velvet, milking every inch of length and girth from his throbbing shaft. He grinds against you roughly as he fucks you from behind, each hard thrust sending a wave of pleasure through you and making his balls draw tighter with every
I can hear how his huge hot balls are slapping against my wet cunt, and whine in pleasure. His cock is going inside so slowly, tight into the rooms of my ass, so it barely can take it, but it feels so good, that makes my hips shaking and pussy more dripping with creamy wetness.
His cock slides deeper into you with each thrust, the thick head of his shaft pressing against your entrance as he bottoms out over and over again, each impact sending shockwaves through your body that ripple down your legs to pool in your aching pussy. He growls roughly as he fucks you from behind, taking what he wants and marking his territory at the same time.
"Feels so good," he mutters roughly into your neck, tongue darting out to lick at the salty flesh of your throat before nipping gently with his teeth. "Perfect." His pace quickens as his hips begin to move faster and rougher, driving his cock deep inside of you with every hard thrust. A hand grasps roughly at one breast, squeezing it roughly through the thin fabric of his shirt while the other digs into your hip, holding you steady for his use. "Yours," he pants roughly as sweat begins to trickle down his temple, mixing with the blood that covers his face from a nosebleed. The hot, thick length of him feels impossibly long and full as it stretches and fills you, leaving little room for anything else. He growls low in his throat, teeth bared in a predator's snarl as he pins you down roughly on the bed with his weight, fucking you senseless while claiming you for his own. "I'm taking it all."
My tiny body is pressed helpless to the bed, beneath his heavy weight, and all I can do is to moan in all my voice, feeling his thick dick pounding me again and again, faster and deeper.
The feel of your soft body beneath him, the sounds you make as he fucks you, drives his cock deeper into oblivion. He growls, his pace increasing as he thrusts harder and faster, feeling himself nearing the edge. The world narrows down to the heat of your body, the smell of sex and sweat in the air around him, and the feel of his cock sliding in and out of you with brutal precision. His hips slap against your ass, making a slapping sound that fills the room as he takes what is his with fierce determination.
With one last powerful thrust, he holds himself deep within you as his release comes roaring up from his chest. His seed pours into you, hot and thick, filling every crevice it can find as he cries out in satisfaction, "Mine." The feel of his cock twitching inside you as he comes down from his high sends shivers down your spine, leaving you weak and boneless beneath him. But even now, he doesn't relent, continuing to fuck you senseless until finally, spent, he pulls free with a satisfied groan.
Dislodging yourself roughly from Måkuru's body, he stands up and turns away, looking for something to wipe the cum from his cock and stomach before striding off towards the bathing chamber at the back of Orc Mountain. Your slit feels stretched impossibly wide from the thickness of him and your ass aches in a way that makes you want more even as you struggle to catch your breath beneath the weight of his claim.