The oldest of the group, in the back(tbc)

"You," you say, pointing at the woman in the back. She's easily the eldest, but still beautiful. Maybe forties, fifties even? Even in her non flattering peasant clothing, you can tell she has an amazing pair of tits and even if she does have some extra wrinkles around her eyes, that just means she's got some experience under her belt.

"You're next. C'mere," you order, pointing at the ground before you. You think she's going to refuse, but to your delight, she stands and wades through the others, standing in front of you. She has to crane her neck far back to look you in the eye, and you can see her fear and disgust. But as least she follows orders. She'll be easier to break, especially after what you did to Anna.

"Your turn for my cum," you smile, and she lowers her gaze to your cock. You're tall (and it's huge) enough that she doesn't even need to bend or kneel to reach it, the cock head is already level with her chin. She can smell it, the cum and Ana's spit covering it, and she an see your balls pulsing, still massive and heavy with seed, and she swallows, closing her eyes, trying to find some strength for what you're going to make her do.

"What's your name," you growl, and she flinches at your words.

"M-Martha," she stuttered. "My name... is Martha."

"Open wide, Martha," you tell her, and she flicks her eyes to yours, the fear apparent, before parting her lips slightly. With a chuckle, you shake your head and pinch her cheeks between two fingers, forcing her to open wider, and grabs your wrist as you pull her closer. She knows she can't fight you, however, and deep inside she makes peace with what is about to happen...

And with a single taste, that same part, deep inside her, accepted you as her master. The thick head of your cock spread her mouth wide and her grip on your wrist tightened, and you could feel her opening wide on her own.

"Now there's a good girl... you know what's best for ya, don't ya? You know who's in charge..." You release your hand and place it on her head, not pushing her like you did with Anna, simply resting it there.

Martha was the oldest woman in the village, a widow, who had two kids that had each left decades ago. She hadn't done this for so long, and only then on her beloved husband. The feelings swirling within her, the disgust for the monster you are, the horror that you'd wrought on the village, and what she refused to acknowledge; the excitement and pleasure she felt from sucking you, drinking your cum, seeing what you did with Anna...

Without even realizing it, she began bobbing up and down your cock, humming softly as she felt your cock head hit your the back of her throat, felt you dripping more pre cum as you grew more excited, and she knew it was because you were aroused... from her! What she was doing, it was pleasing you, and as she looked up at you, you could see the conflict in her mind. She was pleasuring you, arousing you, an old woman like her... And for that, she was proud, she was excited herself, knowing someone still found her attractive, it was awkakening her sexuality after years of dormancy. And yet, the disgust was still there too; she knew you were a monster, a horrible creature, and didn't want anything to do with you...

Her rational side hating you, her sexuality accepting and wanting you, the swirling emotions were lovely to watch cross her face. How much of it was your addictive cum going to work on her mind, how much of it was her own perverse attraction to you?

You didn't care. All you knew was that was fucking good at this. Without any prompting from you, she was throat fucking herself on your dick, eyes glued to yours, her hands on your thighs as she put her whole body into it. The others watched on, scared now. Anna had been ****, but Martha, a woman that they'd all looked up to in their own way, here she was doing this by herself!

"You see this?" you ask them, pointing at Martha. "This is what you're all gonna be doin'... Hope yer all gonna be as willin' as she is, though," you chuckle. You let her continue, the sound of her gurgling and **** on your dick, the sight of your thick cum running down her chin, her neck and chest, splatting on the floor between her legs, it all filled the cellar, and the other women now weren't looking away, entranced by the sight.

You let her continue, and she mindlessly served you, sucking and gulping your seed hungrily from you. You wanted more than a blowjob, though, you wanted to show the others exactly what their duties as your wives would be.

You place a hand on her head and push, having to put surprising strength behind it to pry her off your member. She sucked in air, loudly gulping in breaths and swallowing your thick cum sticking to the back of her throat, and you see absolute shame cross her features as she realizes you hadn't touched her, or **** her to do anything after initially making her suck you... her lewd throat fucking had been all her.

"Lie back," you growl at her, and she does, cowed by your power and cum, body giving in to you.

You kneel down in front of her and pull her legs apart, sliding her ankle length dress all the way up around her waist, revealing her toned legs and the fact she wasn't wearing any panties. Naughty thing, for her age, wasn't she? You yank her ankles, pulling her against your hips, your sopping wet dick laying heavily against her stomach.

"Now you're all gonna see what it means to get bred by an orc," you snarl at the women watching you, their eyes transfixed. Martha is still trying to catch her breath, looking up at you with fear, tempered with lust... She wanted this, or at least some small part of her did. "You ready?" you ask her with a grin, knowing full well she couldn't possibly be. Any sexual experience she had amounted to nothing when it came to you. You outstrip every man in size, virility, stamina, thickness... she may as well be a virgin with how little she's prepared for you.

She shakes her head and your grin turns fierce as you push her forward, line up your thick, swollen head with her pussy... then pull her back. She screams, the watching women jumping back and bunching tighter together, as you sink into her pussy. They watch in horror as they see her belly bulge with your length, sliding up further and further, reaching above her belly button before you're done...

Martha's mouth is open in a silent scream, eyes wide and staring at the ceiling, her body frozen as she tried to handle the pain. Nothing had ever stretched her like you, and nothing ever would again... She managed to take a breath and raise her head, just as you pulled out, the bulge in her midsection following your member as it vacated her. Somehow having it pull out of her was just as painful, leaving her gaping wide.

You don't let her adjust. You are marking her as yours, and you are in control. You start off at a powerful, quick pace, your hips slamming into her ass as you drill her mercilessly, sliding her against the dirt floor with every thrust and yanking her right back against you by the ankles. Her cries of pain fill the room along with the sound of your breeding, but as the minutes drag on they change in pitch, and you know she's enjoying herself.

She looked up at you, fear still in her eyes, but also wonder, and... near adoration. Lustful worship, almost. She was so afraid of the pain you could inflict and did, but her mind was being bent by your cum, and the pleasure was sinking into her and making bringing her under your control all the easier.

Impaled on you as she was, and with you setting the pace, she couldn't do much, but she tried to reciprocate as best she could. Moaning lewdly, bouncing her hips down against you as you thrusted, she wanted this...

"Beg," you growl, and she blinks slowly, her hair a mess and wreathing her face, confused as to what your words meant, her pleasure clogged mind chugging slowly. "Beg me," you clarify, "beg for me to knock you up..."

"I-I..." the last vestiges of her will, of her hatred for such an awful, brutish creature such as you, were washing away before your very eyes. "I... I... I b-beg of you," she panted, groaning in pleasure between thrusts. "Please! Knock me up! F-fuck me pregnant! Fill me with you cum!" She screamed, voice wild with lust and need, and you laughed as you obliged her.

You slammed her down your length and came like a cannon, thick blasts of hot, fertile, thick seed flooded into her womb. The first jet was enough to fill her womb and more, the second pushing it out and around your cock, your cum spraying and pouring into her and out of her, the poor woman unable to hold all of it inside her. It felt like minutes before your cum even slowed, a huge puddle forming underneath her hips and ass, but finally you were spent...

Pulling out of the wrecked woman, insensate like Anna before her, you climb to your feet and let a few last jets of your seed spurt out, splattering against Martha's tits and stomach. Still, you're hard, and you turn to the others there...

"Now for the rest of you," you growl, and advance on the cowering women...