Broken in

I couldn’t believe this was happening... I was being used by an orc! Despite my best efforts to resist him, my body started betraying me with pleasure, my cock hardening against my will. By the Light... how could my body feel pleasure from that act?

Attempting to somehow distract myself, I realised that my eyes had finished adjusting to the dim lighting. Looking around, I saw other men like me, completely naked and being taken by orcs in a similar manner. Some were being bent over, their legs spread wide as their captors took them from behind. Others were on their knees, their faces buried in orc crotches as they were **** to pleasure them. The air was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, moans and groans, and the unmistakable smell of sex permeated the tent.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing... my fellow soldiers, my brothers in arms, being used and degraded like this. And yet, as much as I wanted to feel disgusted and turn away, I couldn’t deny the arousal I felt. The orc behind me continued to ravage my body, his hand tightening in my hair as he thrust harder and deeper. Every part of me was on fire with both pleasure and shame.

Oh Light, what had I gotten myself into? How had my dream of becoming a Paladin led me down this path? But even as these thoughts raced through my mind, the pleasure kept building in my body and building... My cock was throbbing with need, and I couldn’t control the moans that escaped my lips.

Soon, he finally reached his climax, spilling his seed deep within me. The hot liquid filled my insides, almost pushing me to the brink, but I held on. I had saved at least some of my pride, I told myself...

But then, another took his place!