Then she was finally allowed food and drink and even a robe to wrap around herself while she ate with them. She sat quietly and listened to their chatter, trying to listen out for things that might help her identify them. All she knew from sight was the chief (because of his war paint and that he was the only one who hadn't touched her) and the other was the first orc to rut her. She couldn't deny she liked him most; his eyes were warm, his hair was dark and thick and his left tusk had a large chip. She wanted to study him closer but every time she glanced across the table at him, he would be already eyeing her. Then she'd look away, embarrassed to be caught.
After she had eaten, the chief told her to rest before the evening's 'entertainment'. She was under no delusion what that would be.
The other orc took her back to her room upon his chief's orders and Vianna found herself wanting him to talk to her. But he was silent, even as he held open the door for her. He nodded and was about to close it, leaving her alone, when she said,
"Wait!" He stopped and did as she asked, looking at her strangely. Her cheeks became hot. "What is your name?"
He looked surprised by the question but not irritated. " Shakuh. Now rest, little Imperial."
She was about to tell him her name but he was already gone.
***
She slept until Shakuh woke her again. His hand was strong on her shoulder, shaking her.
"Time for more games, little Imperial. And I get first go."
Vianna was pleased about that but she tried not to show it. She found it odd enough that she enjoying this imprisonment let alone becoming misty eyed over one of her captors. She shook herself as he walked her back to the longhouse's main hall. She needed to keep her wits about her. While there was no harm in enjoying their attentions, she didn't want to stay forever. She'd have to memorise where all the doors were, who held the keys and what time the guards patrolled.
But it was hard to concentrate when large, rough hands stripped her robe from her and a group of naked, hungry orcs eyed her naked body, all desperate for her. It kind of went to a girl's head. Especially when Shakuh said,
"Think you could handle two of us at once, little whore?"
Vianna's legs shook. Her mind craved it, sought it out like a starving skeever after a sweet roll. But her body...could her body really handle two of them?
"Only one way to find out."
Before she had even finished her sentence, Shakuh and another orc, just as hulking as him, seized her and pulled her down onto the fur laid out on the floor. Together they teased her, rubbing her clit, playing with her nipples and running their hands over her soft skin until she was squirming with desire. Her body was burning with desperate need and it was tortuous to see their huge dicks, hard and waiting for her. The orc in front of her rubbed the head of his cock, leaking with salty fluid, over her swollen pussy. She moaned and leaned back against Shakuh, his hands massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. She could feel his hot breath against her skin and shivered.
Then they lifted her and nerves pulsed in her stomach. Gods, this could really hurt.
Shakuh eased himself into her ass first. She winced but the pain was not nearly as bad as it had been that morning. Instead, the pleasure returned much quicker, especially when he brushed his thumb over her clit again, making her grind desperately into his lap.
"Alright, little Imperial?"
She nodded and swallowed thickly, watching the orc in front of her line himself up to her entrance. He began pushing inside her and she let out a whimper. It felt like nothing she had ever experienced before. The feeling of fullness was incredible. He buried himself in her completely and Vianna's mind went blank. She couldn't breathe, couldn't talk, couldn't move...
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F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 8/?
Date: 2013-09-23 04:17 pm (UTC)Then she was finally allowed food and drink and even a robe to wrap around herself while she ate with them. She sat quietly and listened to their chatter, trying to listen out for things that might help her identify them. All she knew from sight was the chief (because of his war paint and that he was the only one who hadn't touched her) and the other was the first orc to rut her. She couldn't deny she liked him most; his eyes were warm, his hair was dark and thick and his left tusk had a large chip. She wanted to study him closer but every time she glanced across the table at him, he would be already eyeing her. Then she'd look away, embarrassed to be caught.
After she had eaten, the chief told her to rest before the evening's 'entertainment'. She was under no delusion what that would be.
The other orc took her back to her room upon his chief's orders and Vianna found herself wanting him to talk to her. But he was silent, even as he held open the door for her. He nodded and was about to close it, leaving her alone, when she said,
"Wait!" He stopped and did as she asked, looking at her strangely. Her cheeks became hot. "What is your name?"
He looked surprised by the question but not irritated. " Shakuh. Now rest, little Imperial."
She was about to tell him her name but he was already gone.
***
She slept until Shakuh woke her again. His hand was strong on her shoulder, shaking her.
"Time for more games, little Imperial. And I get first go."
Vianna was pleased about that but she tried not to show it. She found it odd enough that she enjoying this imprisonment let alone becoming misty eyed over one of her captors. She shook herself as he walked her back to the longhouse's main hall. She needed to keep her wits about her. While there was no harm in enjoying their attentions, she didn't want to stay forever. She'd have to memorise where all the doors were, who held the keys and what time the guards patrolled.
But it was hard to concentrate when large, rough hands stripped her robe from her and a group of naked, hungry orcs eyed her naked body, all desperate for her. It kind of went to a girl's head. Especially when Shakuh said,
"Think you could handle two of us at once, little whore?"
Vianna's legs shook. Her mind craved it, sought it out like a starving skeever after a sweet roll. But her body...could her body really handle two of them?
"Only one way to find out."
Before she had even finished her sentence, Shakuh and another orc, just as hulking as him, seized her and pulled her down onto the fur laid out on the floor. Together they teased her, rubbing her clit, playing with her nipples and running their hands over her soft skin until she was squirming with desire. Her body was burning with desperate need and it was tortuous to see their huge dicks, hard and waiting for her. The orc in front of her rubbed the head of his cock, leaking with salty fluid, over her swollen pussy. She moaned and leaned back against Shakuh, his hands massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. She could feel his hot breath against her skin and shivered.
Then they lifted her and nerves pulsed in her stomach. Gods, this could really hurt.
Shakuh eased himself into her ass first. She winced but the pain was not nearly as bad as it had been that morning. Instead, the pleasure returned much quicker, especially when he brushed his thumb over her clit again, making her grind desperately into his lap.
"Alright, little Imperial?"
She nodded and swallowed thickly, watching the orc in front of her line himself up to her entrance. He began pushing inside her and she let out a whimper. It felt like nothing she had ever experienced before. The feeling of fullness was incredible. He buried himself in her completely and Vianna's mind went blank. She couldn't breathe, couldn't talk, couldn't move...