The elf had no idea how long it’d been since that fateful day the roving band of orcs had discovered him hiding amongst the patrons of a local inn. The fact that his body was a prize they sought above all else and thus saved the poor townsfolk was of little solace. Time had become a blurred mess of foul smelling orcs pressed against almost every orifice his body could offer, reaming his abused rump and nigh on choking him with cock In a seemingly never-ending ritualistic rutting that they saw themselves entitled to. The horror stories he’d been told were true and, while he knew he would come to no real harm, the knowledge that he’d spend the rest of his life as a glorified cum bucket for a tribe of orcs made him sick to his stomach…
Or perhaps that was just the overwhelming amount of thick spunk that now resided there…
The elf had no idea how long it’d been since that fateful day the roving band of orcs had discovered him hiding amongst the patrons of a local inn.
The fact that his body was a prize they sought above all else and thus saved the poor townsfolk was of little solace.
Part 2!