Choose the evil path

You remain crouched down in the rough for a while, milling what to do next.

You realize that the path you take in this dusky clearing will shape the rest of your life. Oh, the gods must have sent this group of half-breeds your way to test you!

Your first reaction is to grab your sword and charge in name of all that is good and lawful in this world. That's what the adventurer would do in all those tales told by the fire throughout your childhood.

But the moans of the manhandled half-elf stir up the complete opposite sentiment in your chest. There is something very alluring about these half-orcs. You envy them, the way they live by their own rules and take what they want. It dawns upon you that this chaotic world belongs to their kind, the strong, the fittest, the ones that shape their own destiny and indulge in it, not the ones living by some insane code of honor. Why should you risk your life for this little wimpy half-elf? She deserves what she gets!

You have made your decision.

You rise up and walk towards the group with your hand out in a friendly gesture.

“You made an offer I can't refuse. The name is Aurelius and you can count me in.”

The buxom female orc grins and hits her ample chest with her fist in a warrior's salute.

“Welcome then human! My name is Griga, and this is my companion Urk. I'll let you in on our adventuring plans... but first, go and claim your peace offering!"

You walk over to the fallen branch and take a closer look at the captured half-elf. She's even more beautiful up close than from a distance. Urk halts his thrusting for a second and her girlish moaning stops. She looks up at you with her big blue and slightly feline eyes with a veiled glance. Her full parted lips utters a "p-please" as your eyes meets hers.

She shrieks out as Urk suddenly gives her bare ass a heavy-handed slap to shut her up.

"Half-elves are hard to come by. But they are the best whores the realm has to offer. Pussy and mouth smooth as silk and flexible and durable like elves. Not as skinny as the pedigree elves though, the half-breeds have more meat on their bones. Look at the full tits and ass on this one! And so submissive and horny at heart too. Hardly takes any fuss to fuck one!" he explains and gives her round bottom another hard smack.

"Get it over with already, you sound like a horse salesman," Griga sneers.

Not taking the eyes off the price you unbutton your leather breeches and let your now fully erect cock out into the gentle night breeze, letting it dangle just an inch from the whimpering girl's face.

"Oh, not bad! For a human," Griga exclaims.

The girl shuts her mouth, seemingly **** to receive your manhood. But Urk rams his big greenish cock back into her pussy and starts pounding her again. The half-elf at his mercy rolls her eyes back, parts her lips again to let out a scream that bears witness of both despair, and **** pleasure.

Trembling with excitement you grab a tight handful of her soft dark hair with one hand, aim your throbbing cock to her mouth with the other and slowly starts forcing the tip of your manhood through the tight noose of her lips.

"Good girl! Now suck on it!" you grunt through your teeth.

She obediently opens wider and starts sucking on your cock. Urk picks up the pace and starts slamming her even harder from behind. Her face is stuffed with more and more of your cock and the branch creaks with each heavy thrust from him.

Her mouth is pure bliss! Her lips hungrily gobble down more of your hard shaft into her soft and warm mouth. You hit the back of her throat and her muffled moaning mixes with a low gagging sound, sending vibrations of pleasure through your whole body.

"Good thing you shut that bitch up, her whining was getting on me nerves," Griga mutters.

Urk is now pounding her relentlessly with all the ruthless orc-strength he can muster, using her body like a ragdoll, growling loud like a wild animal. It's clear that he's about to burst.

"Urk darling, be careful now! A knocked up half-elf is no good to us,"

Urks let's out a disappointed sigh. At the same time you feel your balls churning. You grab the poor half-elf's head with both hands and ferociously hump her face. "AAARGH!" you groan out into the wilderness as cum spurts from the tip of your cock. Her eyes widen with surprise as you hold her head tight, filling her mouth full.

When the eruption is over you let go of her head. She gasps and coughs, dribbling some of your cum down her chin. Suddenly, before she gets a chance to catch her breath, Urk grabs her head, pulls her over to his side of the branch, and then pushes her down to her knees in front of him.

Holding her hair tight, he jerks his huge rod rapidly in front of her, and soon he unloads upon her gorgeous face with a prolonged guttural groan. Rope after rope of thick, slimy orc seed spatters out. You look on with amusement mingled with terror as the poor girl struggles to elude the semen hitting her face with great velocity, plastering her mouth and nose, covering her beautiful flinching eyes with grayish thick goo. But she soon yields and even opens her mouth to catch some on her tongue.

He lets go of her and she slumps down quivering and panting on the ground. He then turns to you with a content grin.

"Good huh? Told they're the best!”

“Well, you boys had your fun but it's getting late. Tie your whore up and make camp for the night. I'll take first watch," Griga orders.

That night, when you sleep by the fire, the half-elf girl comes to you in a dream and she speaks with her soft, girlish voice:

“Remember, Aurelius... You have a unique trait; don't let it go to waste!"