No way!

The offer made your eyebrows raise... then furrow. How could this beast suggest such a horrible thing?! Anal was forbidden under Lucretia's holy laws, as no children could be conceived that way. The fact that he expected you to give up your forbidden place to him just so he could move on was insulting! You had already given him a fair bargain before, you were sparing him and his tribe from holy annihilation for his swift relocation! Holy rage coursed through your veins at the mere suggestion, and you were about to open your mouth to give him a piece of your mind, when the more rational, less prideful part of your brain spoke up. Orcs were known for their rages, and the thought of making such a large orc mad one on one was a daunting one. And yet, your fury and pride could not be abated, and your rage bubbled over.

"How dare you suggest such a thing! I would never give up my dignity to a beast such as you! You and your tribe will leave, or there will be ****!" Your voice shook with righteous fury and indignation. Your bright green eyes stared up into the orc chieftain's face. You watched his expression slowly change. From understanding of your words, to surprise, to anger, to fury, and then to a dark, murderous rage. Eyes widening, your hand went rapidly to your sword. It was over in a flash. You were able to pull your sword from your scabbard and block a hard punch aimed at your midriff by placing the flat of your blade against it and pushing with all of your might. Hope filled your heart, that you might be able to counter and kill this big bastard. Until you were reminded that orcs, in fact, have two hands. By a huge fist punching you in the chest. You barely felt your armour dent into your belly, as pain exploded across your body and all the wind was knocked from you, going flying across the tent. Your head struck one of the strong wooden beams and all was black.

You awoke with a piercing agony between your ears, and between your legs. You tried to move your hands to rub at the back of your head, but to your confusion, you couldn't move either of them. With a pained groan, you slowly open your eyes. You were greeted with a view of the dirty tent floor, and your hair cascading down like a golden waterfall. Strangely, the floor seems to be going back and forth... Over and over again. And then suddenly, your sluggish mind put it all together. You were bent over, your hands held tightly by the orc's powerful hands. And he was fucking you. Inside your most holy place. Your pussy. You let out a scream of both pain and surprise,to which the orc responded with a loud bellowing laugh. "Hah! Not proud no more half elf bitch?!" He boomed, thrusting his huge cock inside you in a cruel slam. His strong hips slapped against your pale, soft, round ass over and over, reddening it. It seems that the orcs had taken you first while you were ****, and had been able to **** your once-tight pussy to stretch wide to take him, and managed to work himself until all of his 11 inch green member had got inside you to the balls. Your mind realised dimly that this was going to ruin your pussy for a long time. You'd only be tight for orcs for the foreseeable future... Or if you got away.

However, the orc was quick to shut down that notion. "Not giving up ass for orcs to leave?! Fine, we leave! But you give up pussy! And we take you with us! You be Chieftain Gruzzub's cum slut! You give me many children!" He announced with a beating of his chest with his free hand, then giving your round ass a harsh spank. Tears stained your eyes, and pain lanced through your body with each thrust. "No... No! No please!" You beg, but all that earns you is another laugh and another spank. He was too big... Looking down between your large tits, which jiggled and shook with each hard thrust, you could see your belly stretch as he pushed his cock deep inside your too small body over and over. Suddenly, the orc grabbed hold of your hair and painfully **** your gaze forward. "Look there, new bitch..." He ordered. Your vision cleared, and what you saw sent shivers through your body, and the last hope died in your belly. What you saw was your holy greatsword. In a million pieces. The orc must have smashed it with a hammer. Only the hilt remained, and that had been defiled with red paint. Shards of the sword decorated the dirt, just by your chestplate, which had been crushed into a ball by the orc's great hands. Your equipment was destroyed, and your freedom had been lost, all because of your pride. Shutting your eyes, no sound came furthermore from your mouth other than pained cries.

Soon enough, you felt the first of many loads fill up your womb. The orc held you there by your hands, filling up your fertile womb with his equally fertile seed. Orc cum, you recall, is very potent, which compensates for the difference in biology. This is because there are no orc females. The orcs have to resort to **** maidens from other races, be they humans, elves, goblins, dwarfs or... half elves. You knew that with this much cum inside you, there was no way that you'd get through this load without becoming pregnant. When the orc resumed his thrusting, clearly not finished filling you, your will snapped.

Serving the chieftain would be your life forever.