Comfort girl...

Imelda felt the pressure within her head, the young human had never experienced anything like this before. At first it just seemed like a headache, so she kept on working to get the room cleaned and ready for travelers. Intrusion... invasion... perverse and so wrong that it made her want to vomit, Imelda collapsed suddenly face down on the bed she had been making up. Pressure growing harder and harder... more painful that anything she had ever felt. Dry heaving weakly as the smell of those fresh sheets filled her nostrils, her mind struggling to resist what was being done to her. “Uhuhu!” The pressure becoming a powerful stabbing blow, agony and violation on a deeper level that most beings would know. She screamed out again and again her mind recoiling, as that painful stab became a rhythm assaulting her self.

The fat old Orc watched the sleek pink skin collapse, half on half off the bed as her body withered and twisted. His powerful experienced mind mauling her virgin one, amused as he watched her will crumbling as he brutalized her brain. Enjoying her fear... pain... despair, the pleasure of violating her mind almost sweeter that the pleasure he would get from her body. Not that he was going to pass up that, slowly he stalked over to where she lay whimpering and moaning on the bed. Opening his robe to expose his hefty middle aged body, his thick veiny male organ jutting out like the massive bludgeon weapon that it was. “UHUHUU!” The pretty young human squealed out a bit louder, as he pounded his way through the barrier defending her minds virtue. Reaching down he spread her long sharply legs apart wider, shoving her dress up as he saw those silky panties. Clinging her her damp little sex, grabbing them the old Orc roughly pulled them down her legs. Before lifting them up, the scent of female arousal tangy in the air making the older male smirked. No matter how much victims claimed to hate it, they always got wet from his brutalizing their minds. Males... females it made no difference they were all dripping by the time he **** his way inside of their heads.

Gripping her sleek hip's, in his big powerful green hands the older Orc lifted that sexy female rump up. Lining up that hefty male cudgel with her cute little dripping slit, pushing his big throbbing tip up against that wet velvety female flesh. The helpless human whimpered and struggled ineffectively, the defilement of her body secondary to the molestation that was going on inside of her head. Sarg grinned as he felt his massive organ pushing into her, coming up against the springy flesh barrier of her hymen. “Heh, so ye've never been bred. How special that I'm gunna be yer first.” The old Orc laughed gloatingly, running his big hot hands over those firm round ass-cheeks. It was tricky juggling his mental ****, with the real world sexual attack however Sarg was very experienced by now. At last his mind had a firm grip on her mind, it fluttered and struggled like a small bird in his grip. It was very pleasurable knowing he could crush it if he wished, Imelda was totally within his power at the moment. Lazily he looked over the things she was most ashamed of, grinning as it started out rather innocently. Giving a local farm boy she liked a hand-job, letting him use his fingers on her. The old Orc smirking because his cock was inside of her at that moment, pushing more and more firmly until he felt her maidenhood give way before him. “Ahaha...” He let out a moan as with a gasp, his full length slammed into the pretty young human girls depths.

The next thing made him snicker lewdly, a old Inn regular cornered her alone in the privy the drunken older male offered her coin to tug him. She was wanting to buy a new dress, only needed a bit more money she had stroked his fat organ. It was so much bigger than her boyfriends organ, she had meant for it to be just a one time thing. And yet he kept coming back, soon all the older taproom regulars were asking her to do it. Asking her to use her mouth on them, she had resisted that at first resisted and resisted. Until one night her mother and father had left her alone to serve the regulars, she had been excited about the added responsibility at first. Things had been fun serving drinks being the center of attention, they had gotten her to drink with them a little while. Until she had found herself intoxicated in the privy, the musky smell and salty taste of those throbbing male members. Afterwards there was laughing and taunting, the older males telling it would become a regular thing... unless she wanted her mother and father hearing about it. Sarg snickered as he watched her kiss her boyfriend, with the same mouth his own father had filled with cum only a short time before. The pretty young feline glanced around sharply, suddenly aware the old Orc was watching her Urus suckled on her cum coated tongue.

'No.. No.. your not allow here... this is my memories... my secrets.' She whimpered realizing that she couldn't stop the intruder from seeing anything that he wanted, doing anything he wanted to her. Despair and helplessness swept over her, as the grinning bear brutalized her brain.

'Everything you have... everything you are now belongs to me.' The big Orc drew back, until only the tip of his mighty organ was inside of her. Feeling that feline fuck pit squeeze and tremble on his cock head, plainly that wanton orifice was wanting more of what he had to give. Even as her mind fought a losing battle against him, Imelda's will being brutalized and savaged almost to the point of deadly break. Sarg had gotten well practiced at pushing the limit, taking his victims right up to the point of deadly mental break. Teasingly he showed her what was happening in real life, letting her watch as his thick cock pumped in and out of her bleeding sex. Let her feel a taste of the pleasure her formerly virgin sex was giving him, feeling her pussy grow even wetter on his thick cock. 'Urus thinks he's getting to be the first male to enjoy this on yer wedding night. Hahah!' Sarg **** the memory of Urus's tiny human erection into her minds eye, and then the imagine of his much larger Orcish organ. 'By the time I'm finished stretching you out, you won't even feel that tiny dick of his. Maybe you'll even be fat with my offspring!' The young human's will attacked furiously for a moment, struggling to push him out... to hurt the nasty older Orc who was taking control of her mind. The savagery of her minds counter attack surprised him for a moment, but it was a **** last grasp of defiance. Once it burned out her mind was totally open to him, Sarg chuckled darkly as the whole of her mind was laid out helplessly before him. Just like her body had been this whole time, grasping her repulsion and disgust at what he was doing. Twisting it into pleasure and excitement wasn't easy, which spoke to the depths of those emotions within her. 'You want me to fuck you hard.' Sarg planted inside of her surrendered mind, it took much more effort to control her like this than it had Remy.

“Uhu uhu uhu... Yes... Uhu fuck me harder stud.” The pretty young female moaned out loudly, her voice quivering with desire as the older Orc pumped his fat organ in and out of her faster. Enjoying the slickness of that tight little female sex, as the girl bucked and humped with steadily growing desire for his big throbbing fucker. 'Yer a slut.' You stab into her mind, feeling a instant surge of rebellion from her at that. “No no no I'm not.” Imelda denied weakly, strangely enough her body was pushing back even more eagerly on that big, hard Orc cock. 'You are my slut.' Her mind trembled and struggled again, however it was even more broken down and weak now. “Uhu gods I belong to you... I am your slut.” The young human blurted out a bit to fast, Sarg knew what that meant from experiencing it in the past. He would have to reinforce that mental command later, luckily the old bear planned to stay all winter so there would be plenty of time.

'You love my big hard cock.' Sarg rolled his fat green hip's, savagely plunging his thick invader in and out of that flesh young pussy. Moaning at how much pleasure this helpless female body was providing him. 'Say it... tell me you love my big hard cock.' The old Orc demanded, as he felt her will to resist him completely vanish under his lustful ****. Reaching into it he began to charge all kinds of things, taking away the guilt and disgust she felt at selling her mouth to the regulars. Putting joy and sexual excitement back in their place, it was not a easy task everything he did took a great deal of his mental strength.

“I love your big hard cock... I love your big hard cock.. I love your big hard cock.” Her ravished mind was trying to protect its self, Sarg knew that he could use that as she began to feel more close to him.