Orc Breeding (Bad End)

With Helena and Van bound, they were helpless to resist the orc brothers. Their strength paled in comparison to the orcs, and Helena’s magic was sealed. They were helpless as they were dragged back to the wagon, and the orcs dealt with Dav.

As Van wept for her brother, the orcs rifled through the wagon and took the valuables they wanted. Then, it was back to their cave with their haul.

The cave was decorated with furs to make it somewhat comfortable for the occupants, and there were shackles along one wall. Three women were already chained up, two showing signs of pregnancy.

Helena was still watching everything with keen focus, trying to look for a way out. But Van was broken, she had no hope and was wracked with guilt over what her actions had led to.

Seeing that one of their captives was already despirited, the orcs simply shackled her to a wall to deal with later.

As for Helena, they bound her arms to her side and used another rope to hang her from a hook they’d set up on the ceiling. The mercenary’s mouth was stuffed with a ring gag, and the orcs removed their pants. “Time for a spitroasting, Grot,” Grod said.

“Hell yeah Grod,” the other replied. And without ceremony, Grot grabbed hold of Helena’s head and began to fuck her face. He was brutal with it, stuffing his rock hard cock in Helena’s mouth.

At the same time, and an equal disregard for Helena’s comfort, Grod set his cock against her pussy and then **** it in. Helena let out a gasp past the cock stuffed in her mouth, aghast at the intrusion.

Even though they’d only just started fucking her, Grot said, “Hey bro wanna start stuffing the turkey?”

“Hell yeah,” Grod said, speeding up. A moment later, both orcs came, spraying cum into Helena. She gasped and choked as it went down her throat, and kicked her legs as it went into her pussy. “That’s just round one, slut,” Grod warned. “We’ve been going hard on the other captives, but I think I’ve got six more loads left in me. How about you, Grot?”

“I’ve got seven, give or take,” his brother replied.

Helena’s eyes went wide. They weren’t kidding about stuffing her.

She moaned and squirmed as they continued to fuck her, taking their time pounding her holes, the pleasure getting to her. Not just the pleasure. Orc cum had an aphrodisiac in it, meaning Helena was only getting turned on by her ****.

This went on for hours, and by the end Helena’s belly was bloated and her eyes were blank.

“Think we put a bun in her oven?” Grot asked.

“Doesn’t matter. Even when she’s pregnant we’ll still have our fun with her,” Grod replied with a laugh.

***

Two months passed, and two more women had joined Helena and Van in captivity. No one had been able to stop the orc brothers. Not that Helena cared. She’d spent the past two months bearing the brunt of their sex drive, and had been left broken and addicted to orc cum. She was showing early signs of pregnancy, no sign left of the disgust and rage she’d felt in her early days.

No, the brave and noble mercenary Helena Markel was now little more than another orc breeding ****…

BAD END