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Chapter 47 by Erolord Erolord

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Iyda is broken

“Well now.” the translator says speaking for the queen. “She seems to be enjoying herself. But please don’t stop until you are ALL satisfied my loyal subjects.”

She grins slyly before sitting back, clearly enjoying the show. She lifts a leg giving her easy access to her pussy as she begins to play with her clit atop the throne. Amongst the sea the orcs waiting to fuck you, you can see some orcs on the outside of the mob has taken to fucking their personal **** girls. A small group of girls who have yet to be claimed by their masters watch you wearily as you are taken by more orcs.

The tattooed orc is joined by another as you feel a prodding at your asshole. It’s not long before you are being fucked in both your ass and pussy, your body grinding against the muscle bound form of the two orcs. You can’t contain the moans anymore, the feeling of being fucked so thoroughly is too intense to repress. It isn’t long before you feel yourself begin to climax. Your pussy squeezes the orcish cock inside you, milking it for more cum. Its wish is granted as the orc at your pussy speeds up before stopping abruptly holding himself deep inside you. You feel yourself filling with more of the potent orcish seed. Both orcs slide out of your holes and you are dropped to the ground. You now see copious amounts of seed leaking from both your cunt and ass. In your lust, you didn’t even feel the orc in your ass cumming.

More orcs encroach on you, as their coarse hands pin you to the ground. Many more orcs take turns, their hardened members plunging deep into your defiled body. The pleasure intensifies with each orc that fills you. The courtyard fills with the sounds of your pleasure, mingling with the grunts and groans of the orcs.

Your body is overwhelmed with pleasure as the three orcs fucking you reach their climax, one after another. They release their loads inside you, filling you further with their thick seed. The feeling of warmth and fullness sends you into a state of bliss, knowing that it’s guaranteed new life is being created within you.

After a couple hours, the last orc pulls out of your cum drenched pussy. He steps back, admiring your defiled form. You lay there, breathless and broken, your body completely soaked in orcish loads. Before you can recover you are taken away to the breeding pens. You are shackled to a post and left on a bed of hay. You hear more orcs enter the breeding pens, clearly eager to use the new girl.

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