by Eden Redd
“You think you can bribe me? I could take you now. I could have my guards come in and hold you while I shove my cock deep in you.”
Lori looked up with big eyes. “Then you would be breaking our agreement. I’m sure the druid college will have no choice but to have you answer for your crime.”
Lord Dubok fumed. Lori gently took his cock into her mouth, gently suckling like some wild animal drinking from a pond. Pulling the wet end of his cock from her mouth, she looked up with innocent eyes.
“No need to be upset my lord. I would gladly give you my tight body in exchange for safe passage to the ruins. Assure me we can explore and I will let your majestic cock invade my valley. I will always know that it was you my lord who conquered me and you will always know that your spear slain my virginity.” Lori said and licked the end of his cock.
The orc lord stood silently as the druid hungrily took his cock into her mouth, moaning and whimpering with each playful suck. Moans and the sound of skin on skin filled the room as the orc lord considered the druid’s demands.
Captain Sord was on his feet, hands holding Aznara’s thighs wide apart. The succubus looked down with a hunger, eyeing his hard green cock. Without a word, the captain pressed the head of his member to Aznara’s tight opening. The succubus shuddered as he sank every inch into her. Not long after, the orc’s hips thrusted with power, impaling the demoness. Aznara struggled in her bonds, wanting to clamp her claws on his muscled back. The thrusts caused her tits to bounce. The orc glided his tongue along her nipples, sending the succubus into a frenzy.
Lord Dubok looked over to his captain and the succubus. “Captain, when you are done, I will have need of you.”
“Yes my lord.” Captain Sord managed as he thrust to the hilt, forcing the succubus to squeeze his throbbing member.
Dubok looked down at the druid as she lazily sucked his member. “I will agree to your terms on a condition.”
Lori pulled his cock from her mouth. “I will consider it. What is the condition?”
Dubok looked to Trystan as his wife’s head bobbed between his thighs. “You are taken by all three of us. I will invade your valley. Captain Sord will invade your ass and the mage fills your mouth. Are we in agreement?”
The green haired druid stroked the orc’s thick cock, her own hand touching her glowing nub. “I accept.” Lori whispered.
“Captain. Mage.” Dubok said simply.
Sord was thrusting so hard into Aznara that the succubus was lost in a sea of pleasure. With a mighty grunt, the orc’s cock thickened and Aznara cried out. The succubus clenched as an orgasm blasted her senses. Thick hot come spurted into the demoness causing her to grip her chains tighter. Seconds felt like hours as pulse after pulse of pleasure and bliss rained down. White touched the edge of Aznara’s vision when suddenly the captain pulled his cock from her. The succubus felt an emptiness and whined her disapproval. Sord took hold of the pin to her cuffs and pulled it. The succubus collapsed to the floor, fingers immediately pressing and stroking her own nub.
“Duty calls. I will return when I’m finished.” Sord said and walked over casually to his lord.
Trystan’s eyes were locked on the Lady Ursa’s head bobbing on his surprisingly still hard cock. The orc had her own fingers between her thighs, rubbing herself and shuddering to her own touch.
Pulling her mouth from Trystan’s cock, she turned her head to her husband. “I’m not finished with him.”
“You can have him when we are done sealing the agreement.” Dubok said with authority.
The Lady Ursa took one last lick of Trystan’s glistening member and sat on her knees, fingers pressing against her throbbing clit. Trystan looked over as the orc lord placed a hand on Lori’s shoulder and shoved her to the fur covered floor. Lori looked up with a hint of fear, legs open and body quivering.
Trystan slid off the bed and was on his feet. “Lori you don’t have to do this. Not for the college, not for anyone.”
Lori looked to the mage. “I do this because I believe I must, for all our sakes.”
Dubok eyed the druid like a predator watching their prey but spoke to Trystan. “Come here mage. Tonight you become an orc brother. Tonight you share a prize with us. When we conquer, we all take part in the spoils. Join us or the agreement fails.”
Trystan kneeled down by Lori’s head. “Don’t do this. Let the agreement fail. We can find another way. Don’t let him take that part of you.”
Lori looked up at the mage with understanding eyes. “I see now why they adore you. You have nothing to fear gallant mage. I am working out my own fears and desires. Tonight was the tipping point and I accepted what I must do. Tonight we will do what we must to achieve our goals.”
The orc lord grunted. “Enough talk. I will take her first.”
Dubok was on his knees, big hands on the druid’s knees, staring at her green valley. Lori looked up with a touch of fear and a heated breath. The orc took hold of his thick spear. Nearly falling on the druid, the point of his member pressed against her tight opening. Lori’s breathing quickened as fear and desire spiked. Trystan had full view of the orc lord. The green monster grinned as hips pushed. Lori’s mouth made a perfect O as wetness coated Dubok’s cock and he pushed in. The druid let out a soul sucking scream as inches pushed against tight walls. Chest heaving, she moaned as pain and pleasure bloomed. Dubok continued to leer as inches sunk into her tight depths.
The orc’s body nearly engulfed the petite druid. Lori closed her eyes, body trembling from an ocean of bliss and new knowledge. Pain stretched out like tentacles for long moments before it began to ease. The orc lord did not give the druid time to adjust as he moved his hips. Thrusting caused Lori to yelp, hands clutching at the lord’s muscled back.
“I will fill your belly with my seed. You will dream of my cock when you sleep.” Dubok grunted.
Captain Sord stood over his lord as he took the druid. Trystan was frozen, staring at Lori as she seemed lost to blinding sensations. Lady Ursa sat at the edge of the big bed, legs open and fingers swirling her bare slit. Aznara looked around hungrily. Needing to satisfy her own demonic desires, the succubus crawled across the floor to Dubok’s wife. Without any acknowledgement, the demoness pressed her mouth to Lady Ursa’s fingers and full lips. Ursa looked down and pulled her hand away, letting the succubus lick her wet gash.
Dubok grunted as he increased the tempo. Lori could barely contain the orc lord as he invaded her. Squeezing only made the sensations flare up and she gulped down air. Dubok’s eyes widened as he moved closer and closer to release.
“Your lord comes!” Dubok groaned.
“You…..are….not…. my lord!” Lori managed as her body shuddered.
The orc’s cock thickened, sending the druid into a maelstrom of bliss. Heat burst from her small form as an orgasm flashed. Lori’s eyes rolled into her head as explosion after explosion caused her to tremble and shudder. White come burst from the orc’s cock. Molten heat spurted into her small womb. On and on it went, the orc lord staring down at his conquered prize. Lori looked to Trystan, eyes glassy with bliss. The mage could see as the lord pulled out slightly, blood covered his shaft.
Trystan remembered what Lori said about no blood or torture. He was about to say something when the druid shook her head slightly. A grave shadow covered the mage’s expression as he remained silent.
Huffing, the orc lifted the druid effortlessly in his arms. Rolling onto his back, he was sure to have the druid not break contact between them. The sudden shift caused Lori to moan as white seed dripped from her full womanhood. Taking hold of her arm, Dubok pulled the druid to his chest.
“Captain.” The lord said simply.
Captain Sord was on his knees, his orchood fully erect. It glistened with Aznara’s wetness. A moan filled the room as Lady Ursa watched, the succubus licking her clit and tasting her wetness. The orc was silent as he stared at Lori’s bottom. Dubok took hold of her ass and spread her cheeks. The orc pressed his spear po
int to her pucker. Lori looked back with wide eyes. She turned to Trystan as the captain slowly pushed at her opening. Trystan ran fingers through her green hair as her mouth hung open. The captain’s head pushed through and penetrated her tight opening. The druid trembled, biting her lip to keep from screaming again. The mage did what he could to comfort her but Lori knocked away his hand. A fierce hunger took hold in her eyes. Of her own accord, the druid pushed against both orc cocks. The lord watched as Lori moaned and pushed against them. Sord was slow at first, moving in and out, giving her time to adjust. The druid nearly growled as she thrust on them, squeezing and making herself tighter and tighter.
“Trystan…give me your cock.” The druid glowered.
Trystan did not move. The druid huffed her dismay. Reaching out, her small hand took hold of his half hard member. The mage was pulled to his knees as the druid closed her mouth around his cock. Lady Ursa groaned another orgasm as she watched all three men take the small druid. Bodies moving to hot rhythm, Lori gave muffled moans. Dubok lay with the druid moving on top of him. Sord pushed to the base and back out in long strokes. Trystan felt himself getting harder and harder as the druid pressed her tongue under his shaft to the roof of her mouth.
All four moved to lust crazed desires. Trystan was the only one holding back, feeling shame that the druid would make such a sacrifice for them. Reason began to ebb the more Lori sucked and stroked his cock with her tongue. The beast deep within the mage began to awaken and a warm shudder ran up his spine. Despite trying to keep it at bay, it rattled the cage and pulled on the chains.
“I come again.” Lord Dubok grunted.
The orc lord’s hips pushed up, cock stiffening and exploding with spurts of hot seed. Lori did not break the tempo as she moved, come dripping out of her and down the orc’s shaft. Sord was holding the druid’s thin waist when she shoved his cock to the base. Lori let out a muffled scream as the captain’s cock thickened and spurted come into her. The druid tightened her come filled holes, milking all she could from the two orcs.
Trystan could not keep his darker self at bay any longer. The lust was so thick you could cut it with a knife. The mage took hold of the back of the druid’s head and helped her along, sucking on his cock faster and faster. Without warning, come spurted into her mouth and down her throat. Lori could not contain herself any longer. Body pushed just beyond her limits, the druid climaxed. The orgasm and release caused her entire body to tremble on the edge of infinity.
Time stood still as bliss covered all in its seductive embrace. Trystan pulled from the druid’s mouth and she took a deep breath. The orcs kept themselves inside of her, milking more of their obscene amount of seed. Trystan was on his feet, still hard and wanting more. Lady Ursa looked to the mage and beckoned with a clawed finger. The mage stalked forward. Aznara looked away from the orc's slit, mouth and chin covered in wetness. Moving aside, the succubus watched as Trystan aggressively pushed the Lady Ursa onto the bed.
The female orc moaned her approval as the mage drove his staff into her waiting portal. Wild horny rage took over and the mage drove himself deep. The orc moaned to the savagery of Trystan’s assault. The mage could not control himself as he bit her protruding nipple. The orc cooed her pleasure and held the mage close. Trystan pulled his head from her full breasts and groaned by her ear. The orc nibbled on the mage’s ear as he slammed his hips in between her thighs.
“He will betray you.” Lady Ursa said with the barest whisper.
Trystan did not stop his need for release but the words burned into his mind.
“I’m coming!” Lady Ursa quickly followed with a loud groan.
The orc tightened around the mage but this time nothing could stop him. The mage growled like a beast as come forced its way through his and spurting into her tightness. The orc squeezed him to her own breaking point as orgasm after orgasm exploded internally. Bucking, the orc moaned her pleasure.
With the beast sated, Trystan felt his former self begin to return. Looking at the lust filled eyes of the orc, he wondered if what she said was true. Was Dubok going to betray them? Why would she say this about her own husband?
Lady Ursa took hold of the mage’s jaw and turned his eyes to hers. “I’m glad you finally let your true self out. Now rest up because the night is just beginning.” The orc grinned.
Twelve
Hot water cascaded down the mage’s body, mind numb with dark thoughts. Trystan tried to push it all away but it hung on like a fisherman’s hook in his skin. Lady Ursa’s words as he took her rang on and on. The mage had not seen anyone since last night’s activities and tried to figure out how he was going to tell them of Lord Dubok’s betrayal.
Memories from last night swirled into his addled mind. All six had gone on for hours and hours. Trystan didn’t know he could push himself to that limit. Lord Dubok was first to fall asleep. Lori was next as she lay curled on the fur covered floor. She was exhausted and seemed to take solace that she could sleep. Aznara and captain Sord continued their activities. Trystan last remembered the captain passing out and the succubus still riding him. Lady Ursa held the mage close as she fell asleep. Trystan noticed she had a small smirk on her face as he too drifted to dream land. When he woke up, guards were coming in and handing them their clothes. The orcs were gone and only Lori and Aznara remained. Trystan was quickly escorted to his room and needed a shower badly.
Steaming water streamed over his shoulders as he tried to think of anything to alert his companions. The soreness in the mage’s shoulders sent prickles with every bit of movement. Thoughts turned to Gwen and the mage’s heart sagged in his chest. He was thankful she didn’t have to endure the night with them but he wondered if she spent her time worrying about all of them.
Trystan rubbed soap onto his skin. Hands scrubbed at his arms, removing the sorceress’s mark over his familiars. Once it washed away, two bursts of mist flared. Sylk and Bella appeared in the shower and nearly knocked the mage into the wall. Arms hugged him as they kissed and held him.
“Master! We didn’t know what happened. It was dark and we could not hear, see or feel anything.” Sylk said and planted kisses on his neck.
“We were so worried. We thought something terrible happened to you!” Bella said as her blue goo arms encircled the mage and siren.
“I’m okay. I’m okay.” The mage repeated.
Sylk pulled slightly away and looked up into her master’s eyes. “Did you black out again? Are there new markings on you?”
“No. The sorceress had to imprison you on my skin. They feared you would do something to the orc lord.”
Sylk raised a blue eyebrow. “We would never do anything to him. We would only defend you.”
Trystan laughed. “That’s what I said but they were being extra cautious.”
“What happens now?” Bella asked.
Trystan held them close to him. “First I will finish my shower. Then we will come up with a plan. I was informed that Lord Dubok may betray us. We need to alert the others and figure out how we can get out of this.”
“Are we going to the ruins?” Sylk asked, holding her master a little tighter.
Trystan nodded. “We are. Once we are there, we must capture the green slime at all costs. Lori bargained our way there so we cannot fail at our trial.”
Sylk and Bella nodded their heads in unison, determination filling them with new resolve. Trystan turned his head in the steamy water. The mage then looked to the blue slime as she moved from the shower. Pondering for a moment, an idea formed.
“Bella, stay behind. I need to try something.”
“Yes master.” The blue slime said with a small concerned smile.
***
The very air held a chill as the sun blazed high in the afternoon sky. Trystan looked to the mountain as they marched closer and closer. Lord Dubok led the way, sheathed sword at his waist. The four companions walked behind him. The mage noticed that Aznara was bright eyed and full of energy but she kept herself steady. Lori
had faint rings under her eyes. She too seemed no worse for wear. Gwen walked along, eyes forward as if she wasn’t ready to talk to the mage just yet. Behind them, Lady Ursa and sorceress Batul strolled along. Behind them was a regiment of orc soldiers being led by Captain Sord.
“We are nearly there.” Lord Dubok bellowed.
At the base of the Gray Peak Mountain, thick rectangular stones jutted from the land. The closer they walked, the more defined they were. A square entrance of stones appeared against the mountain base, leading to a dark cave.
The regiment of orcs halted. Lady Ursa and Batul walked closer to the four companions. Trystan quickly took in his surroundings. A field of ankle high grass covered the area and little else. The mage noticed no water for him to manipulate and that shortened his options considerably. Running through his spells, he knew he could change mana into an element but water was the third hardest one to do, with air and fire taking first and second. Earth the was the most difficult but easy to manipulate like air. The mage only had a handful of spells in the other elements and all were not useful for a large battle.
The companions had even less equipment. They were not given their back packs or Lori’s staff. Trystan knew Gwen carried the jar needed to capture the slime and wondered if the witch had a backup plan? Trystan disliked the idea of anyone getting hurt, much less being killed. The mage worried that today might be the day he may have to take a life and it did not sit well with him.
Lord Dubok looked to the druid. “As promised, escorted safely to the ruins. You may now explore and take your notes.” The orc chuckled after the last word.
Lori stepped forward. “And what will you do now Lord Dubok?”
The orc looked up to the sky and smiled. “I will take in this beautiful day and wait.”
Gwen’s mouth pursed. “Wait to take us back?”
Lord Dubok looked to the ink witch and a darkness crawled into his expression. “I don’t believe you will be coming back.”
The wind picked up for a moment as the words sunk in.
