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Chapter 7 by FrankShankly FrankShankly

What will you awake to?

The beginning of a lifetime of service

For the second time today you wake up suddenly to unfamiliar circumstances. This time you wake up with your ass stinging and a clapping sound ringing in your ears. You are on your side on some sort of bed or sofa, and as you look over your shoulder you see that the imposing orc from earlier is standing over you, completely nude. His massive penis juts out in front of him. Through the shock and pain your **** brain guesses that it is bigger than your arm.

"Wake up whore," he says, looking down at you.

As you begin to moves, he moves faster, rolling you over and holding down the small of your back. You hear a guttural noise and then feel him spit a big wad of saliva onto your asshole. Your virgin sphincter trembles as a big orcish finger rubs it, then begins to probe the entrance. After a few moments of investigating your tight, unused asshole, the orc stands up.

"Get up and get ready to suck me whore," he says, "I'll revel in your anal inexperience later and give you the pain you deserve, but I want to take advantage of your training first."

You immediately get up, then get down on your knees, stretching as far up as you can. A lifetime of conditioning guides you. You obey before you can even think about it. This is what you are for.

You open your mouth as wide as you can and begin to suckle the tip of his cock. Then you move down the shaft, beginning to lick and kiss it, bathing it in spittle. You move back up and start to work the head, slowly, little by little into your delicate elven mouth. Your teeth were replaced years ago, before you can even remember, so you have no fear of biting him. You let the huge orc shaft stretch you slowly as you work your way onto him. You worship his cock, trying to please it as best you can. You do it without realizing, and as your mind catches up to the action you question why you are doing it so enthusiastically. Don't you have any pride? The other half of your mind reminds you that you shouldn't. Elves don't deserve pride.

Your enthusiasm might be appreciated, but apparently your speed is not. Your owner grabs your head and steps toward you, forcing you further onto his cock. He drags you toward the sofa and pushes you back against it, forcing your little body down as he squats towards you. You feel your **** little balls press against the cold floor, and then you feel him bring the toe of his foot down on them. He starts to press down and excruciating pain shoots through you.

"Suck my cock like you mean it whore, I don't have all fucking day. Don't make me replace you as defective," he growls into your long slender ears.

Fear, pain and arousal surge through your body and you feel everything fall into place. Your throat opens up fully and you relax your mouth more than you thought possible as he quickly slides his cock deep into your gullet. You feel a pain from your throats stretching, but it is nothing compared to what your little testicles are going through right now. He bottoms out inside you, resting his huge balls on your dainty chin. He holds himself there until you begin to sputter and ****, then he draws back and begins to thrust.

He starts slow but speeds up quickly, and before you know it he is jackhammering his massive tool into your overstuffed elven throat. He stretches you in ways you couldn't have imagined. In thirty seconds he uses your body more thoroughly and violently then you experienced in your entire life of training for this moment. You **** and gargle and spit up and even vomit a little, your pretty elven face a mess of liquids as he churns away at your hole. As he does so he continues to press down and down and down with his foot, amplifying your pain.

He reaches breakneck speed, almost literally, and you are glad for the cushions your head is now resting against. He slams in and out, going from his tip resting on your lips to his balls resting on your chin, with his head punching all the way to the bottom of your esophagus. He pleasures himself with your throat, and keeps pressing down. And pressing down, and pressing down, until...

Pop!

You explode in pain as one of your testicles just explodes. He crushes it beneath his foot as easily and as casually as a bug or a piece of lint. Its gone forever. In its place is a wave of extraordinary pain. It is so overpowering it makes you nauseous, not that you can easily tell given the workout your upper gastrointestinal tract is receiving. Along with that pain is a strange feeling, not quite of pleasure but of desire. Of rightness. You cannot even bring yourself to hate this man **** your throat who just crushed half your manhood. You feel terrified of him, but also a lot more. Part of you tells you that this is for the best, that you deserved it. You try to push that part out, just as your throat tried to reject his massive fuckstick. What you cannot deny is that you feel a kind of animal magnetism to this orc, a deep attraction that has only gotten deeper since he casually started gelding you.

You come back from the pain as he pulls out of your throat and grabs your arms. He stands up and hauls you into a standing position as you teeter on your feet. His strong hands holding your arms above your head are the only thing keeping you from falling over.

"Not nearly as good as you should be you fucking dumb whore," he says, before looking down at your crotch.

"Didn't intend to take one of them this fast," he says, "But fuck you didn't give me much choice."

"Well, maybe I did want to get rid of that unsightly shit this soon," he continues, "Don't fret too much, I'm sure the other one isn't long for the world. We'll see how I'm feeling."

With that, he throws you to the ground and rushes up behind you. He adjusts you slightly into the face down ass up position and puts himself in position to mount you from behind.

"Now you'll take it like a bitch and feel what it's like for an elven trash whore to get broken in," he whispers in your ear, "Hopefully your little shitpipe gives me more pleasure than your mouth did, or there won't be much left of you."

He laughs, and guides his cockhead towards your virgin opening.

How does it go for you?

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