Arvanda is Fucked From Behind

Arvanda heard something thud on the ground behind her. She didn’t have to turn around to know it was Drass’s loin cloth. His hands held her just above the hips. The palms and fingers were rough and callused, they rubbed on her skin like needles.

“Time to see if the tales are true,” Drass said. “Let’s see if elf women really do have the tightest pussies.”

Arvanda cringed. He pushed her head and shoulders, so she leant forwards, hands on the rail for support as her breasts dangled beneath her for the gathered crowd to see.

He rubbed his hard, sticky cock up and down her ass crack. Arvanda gulped at the size of it. It must have been at least a foot long. She was only a short, petite elf, not much taller than five feet. He was going to tear her in half.

She knew she had to endure this though, or else her people would suffer.

Drass grunted and positioned himself behind her. He took his thick, sticky cock and lined it up with her entrance. Arvanda whimpered, her eyes wide with fear.

Drass’s cock throbbed and jutted, poised above her entrance. Arvanda bit her lip, bracing herself for the impact. Even without any pressure pushing it in, her pussy was already starting to hurt.

As he pushed into her, the pain was profound and unbearable.

She let out a squeak.

Arvanda felt like she was being torn apart from the inside out. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to hold on to the rail, bracing herself against the agony.

“Mmm,” Drass groaned in satisfaction. “So tight.”

Arvanda tried to focus, but the pain was so intense that all she could do was whimper. Her body felt like it was on fire, and she knew that the orc took pleasure in her suffering.

Despite the pain, something within her refused to give in.

She clenched her teeth and refused to cry out, enduring the unimaginable agony of her first time with an orc.

Drass pulled her back and forth by her hips, trying to **** more of his cock inside her with each thrust.

Arvanda focused on a spot on the ground down below, trying not to lock eyes with any of the elves watching her get a hard defeat fuck by her new orc master.

As Drass continued to thrust into her, the crowd below was getting larger. More and more people had gathered to witness her degradation, and she could see their faces contorted in a mix of horror and arousal.

Drass reached around and grabbed her breast, pinching her nipple roughly between his fingers. Arvanda cried out, the pain in her chest mirroring the pain in her pussy.

He reached up and began to twist the other nipple, sending lightning shooting through her body. Arvanda could feel herself getting wetter, the arousal mingling with the pain and horror of the situation.

Her body shook with each powerful thrust, as if trying to shrug off the pain of the massive intruder. She could feel his hands gripping her hips, the flesh of his fingers digging into her skin harshly. She could tell his huge cock wasn’t even close to being all the way inside her.

Drass's breathing became laboured, his animalistic growls growing louder and more pronounced. He seemed to be enjoying this act of dominance, though Arvanda could not fathom how anyone could find pleasure in such a cruel and violent act.

As his thrusts grew more frenzied, Arvanda knew that her ordeal was nearing its end. She prepared herself, knowing that the time for her to bear the brunt of Drass's savagery was almost over.

Arvanda cringed, her body trembling with each powerful thrust. She could feel the icy wind from the mountaintop, whipping through her dishevelled hair and biting at her exposed skin. The crowd below had grown larger, their murmurs echoing through the city.

"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the din. "Please, make it stop."

But Drass showed no sign of relenting. His thrusts became faster, more erratic, and Arvanda could feel the heat building within her pussy.

"I can’t take any more," she cried out, the words barely forming in her mind.

Drass, sensing her submission, increased his pace even more, grunting and growling like a wild animal. Arvanda felt his cock throbbing inside her, the sensation ebbing and flowing like the tide.

Finally, the moment arrived. Drass's body stiffened, his grip on her wavered for a moment, and then he let out a guttural roar as he came inside her. Arvanda could feel the hot liquid filling her, the sensation both painful and arousing.

As his climax subsided, Drass pulled out of her, his cock slipping out with a wet sound. Arvanda collapsed to her knees, her body trembling uncontrollably. She was panting heavily, her breaths coming in short gasps.

Drass, now satisfied, turned her around to face him. He looked down at her, his eyes shining with triumph and lust.

"Good girl," he sneered, his voice filled with derisive satisfaction. "You'll make a great **** queen."

Arvanda felt dirty and degraded, her body tingling with shame and embarrassment.