They can't be expected to do better than their leader

Your hole throbs as your head bobs up and down. You're not even trying to exert control over your body. Instead, you hang limply in an orc's arms as he rams your tight shithole with his big dick. Your tiny clit periodically strains painfully against the tight cage encasing it. Not long ago you were still expecting a quick and easy victory over these savages, and now you've been brutally violated in a way you would never have imagined possible. It's too much to really process. You imagine your generals are having almost as hard of a time as you with this, though of course there is a key difference.

That difference doesn't remain for long, however. As you hang there, panting and almost delirious, a number of foul beasts have approached the lineup of nude, caged elven men. They are caressing the elven bodies, subjecting them to the molestation you suffered earlier, treating the elves as though they were utterly female. For the first time in your life, you also began to see your erstwhile subordinates in such a light. Compared with these rough orcs and minotaurs pawing at their budding breasts, soft skin, ample buttocks and curvaceous figures, the elves were indistinguishable from women. Their little penises only served to worsen their position; they looked like useless clits whose only purpose was to remind the world that they were not, in fact, men.

As they shiver and squirm in their captor's grasps, you see the elves begin to flush, many of them showing clear, if involuntary, arousal. Your own arousal can't be contained, and you moan as a huge penis slams your prostate then drives deep into your guts from behind. You feel yourself pushed forward from the back as the orc fucking your ass lines up a set of more direct thrusts. You stare straight ahead as your asshole gets annihilated, pleasure building until you spray fluid from your limp clit.

By now half of your generals are working over monster cocks with their mouths. Soft, fat, elven lips slide over massive dicks, drawing appreciative moans from the assembled savages. Your eyes are drawn to Idros, the elf who had struggled valiantly as they were fitted with cages. Your heart sinks as you see the punishment he has earned; he has clearly been paired with an enormous minotaur. The scarred creatures towers above everyone on the stage, and now that it has revealed its genitals you can barely believe it. It's penis is so large that in almost any other situation it would be comical. It's easily several feet long, and it looks wider across than any elven leg you have ever seen. The head is tapered at the bottom, giving it a relatively small tip to start from, but the thing is so big you can't imagine anyone being able to take it. Indeed, you note between thrusts into your own hole, the beasts might not imagine anyone can take it, as you see several healers and magicians have been assembled and are standing nearby.

Idros is in front of the creature, his knees splayed on the ground. He is shaking slightly, but appears unmoving, perhaps transfixed or terrified by the mighty member hanging before him. The minotaur grabs him by the head, lifting him while holding its own cock, guiding the two together. The tip of the giant thing touches the elven mouth, then the minotaur begins to **** them together. The cock slides slightly in, then stops for a moment. Nothing could stand in the way of a minotaur's strength, though, and a moment later you hear a sickening popping sounding as the giant dick slides inside Idros's throat. The joint popping, flesh tearing **** seems to have jolted him out of his trance, as the elf convulses, desperately clawing at the minotaur and thrashing around to escape. His mouth is totally sealed, and no sound escapes as the beast begins to fuck his broken mouth. You see the minotaur's dick draw outward, then push back in, causing the elf's entire throat to bulge obscenely, seemingly to the point of breaking. It pushes down into Idros's stomache, but you realize quickly that it physically cannot insert its entire penis in your ruined general: it's shaft is significantly longer than his torso.

The creature grabs Idros by his hips and lifts him entirely off the ground. Then, holding the elf facing the ground, the minotaur begins to thrust Idros back towards its balls, jacking itself off with the elf's upper digestive system. As you watch your loyal, once proud general get turned into a masturbation aid, another anal orgasm rolls over you, as you clamp your ass down on the orc dick that's digging out your back hole.

You weakly raise your head again to see that the minotaur has finally pulled out of Idros's mouth. The jaw hangs slack, obviously completely popped out of position by the enormous shaft it had to stretch around. The minotaur had literally found the elven breaking point. As the healers quickly begin examining the elf, the minotaur approached from behind, running a thick finger up and down Idros's ass crack. For the first time, you hear its voice.

"Let us see if you survive this, elf slut," it rumbles, "I doubt it, but if you do I will keep you as a breeder."

The creature rests its massive penis over Idros's bent frame. It completely covers the elf. Drawing back, the minotaur prepares to enter Idros from behind.