This little gem is the absolute oldest thing I have posted up anywhere online. Posted way back in 2009 but actually written in 2008. I figure if I post my oldest stuff first, then the quality should just get better and better each time right…right? *nervous writers collar pull*
Revans gazed at the landscape around him, the searing gorge was certainly a change from the frozen north. It felt like forever since he had last been on the southern continents. Though in truth Gold Company had only been in Northrend for a scant two months. He looked around at his companions, There was Gold Company’s captain, the merciless and cruel Death Knight Adaran, he had died once, returned as Forsaken, died again, and returned as a Death Knight, Revans was convinced nothing could ever really kill him. To his left road the jovial Tauren brothers Onawtaw and Kalgren, he knew that their usual silliness was a mask. When Gold Company worked, they were deadly serious. Bringing up the rear was one of newest members of the company, a blood elf girl named Rahavin who loved her knives, and using them, in a way most people would consider unhealthy.
As they road along the barren landscape Adaran suddenly cried out, “Oh, what’s this, one of those blue tails has got lost out here it seems.” Revans saw her as well, a Draenei, her glowing blue eyes gave her away as one of the newly liberated Death Knights. “Let’s have a bit of fun with her!” Adaran cried and wheeled his mount towards her.
Nevelaa adjusted the plate chestpiece, forged in some unholy furnace she was sure. It had never been her desire to return as a curse soldier of the Lich King. She had once been a paladin, serving the Naaru and issuing orders to her assigned foot soldiers. She had died with honor, holding back a surge of undead alone. Now she was nothing, less than nothing to her former peers. What shocked her most though, was how little she really cared. Perhaps it was some sorcery involved in the transformation process, or maybe she was never as good as she thought she had been. Whatever the cause, she was finding some relief in mindless physical toil. Her pick cracked against the stone, freeing the semi-precious minerals inside. The noise and the focus left her dangerously unaware of her surroundings.
Revans could see the girl would have been easy prey for any of the members of the company. Their equipment practically bristled with the cold sharp magic of Northrend, and the horrors they had faced there had elevated them to new heights of power. Adaran reached the girl first. He had always been unpredictable, and his transformation had done little to alter his personality. Revans wondered if he would simply cleave the girl in two or if he would want to toy with her for a bit. Adaran dismounted and began to walk towards the girl making no attempted to hide his presence.
“Looks like he wants to play with it a bit first.” Revans thought to himself, and then mentally winced at his unintentional choice of pronoun. Despite his claims of indifference to all races, he still had a hard time accepting these Draenei creatures, he considered them not far removed from the Eradar they once were.
The purple Draenei looked up, her folly showing in her widened eyes. She was greatly outnumbered, and underpowered. In her former life she would have blindly raised her weapon and charged forward, secure in her faith that she would prevail. Now she knew better. “Hail, one who has seen the secrets of the Ebon Hold. What brings you to this corner of nowhere?” she asked, death was no longer a fear of hers, and that was the worst they could do to her now.
The moment she spoke her words Revans knew this was going to get bad for the girl……fast. Adaran’s demeanor changed instantly his cocky gait and relaxed stance turning to one of near palpable rage. Black tendrils of energy flew from his hands and surrounded the girl before pulling her close. “You think we are comrades, girl!” He said, his voice dripping utter fury as he closed his clawed hand around her neck. “You think we are friends!”
“Adaran!” Kalgren shouted, “don’t choke her to death. While I doubt that would stop you some of us are not into corpses,” Kalgren said with his perpetual grin.
“Fine” Adaran answered relaxing his grip on the girls neck. He placed his free hand in between the girl’s thighs. Revans saw the frost condense on the armor as Adaran used his unholy powers to chill the metal. “Revans” he said. Revans knew what to do and with a snap of his fingers used his magic to rapidly heat the metal. The intense temperature change caused the metal to strain and burst in places, once the reaction was over the Draenei girl was devoid of any sort of armor from the waist down.
Nevelaa gasped. The intense cold followed by heat shocked her, yet somehow felt surprisingly good. So they were going to rape her first, then possibly kill her. Instead of shock, or even fear, she felt relief. In her life as a devout paladin she had never succumbed to the temptations of flesh, now her death cursed flesh seemed to hunger for it.
“Kalgren put her over there” Adaran said gesturing to an old fallen tree. The tauren scooped the girl up in his massive arms. He smiled to himself at how little resistance she offered, was she not yet aware of the gravity of the situation? Or had she already given up? Kalgren was ok with both as it meant she did not squirm around much as he bent her over the log “Rahavin give me some of your throwing knives” Kalgren said as he took out a length of rope and began tying the girls wrists while his brother tied her legs. Once her hands and feet were secure Kalgren used one of his massive hooves to drive Rahavins daggers into the rope, and subsequently into the ground, making an impromptu stake. If the Draenei tried hard enough she could probably escape from her quickly made bonds but not without giving away what she was trying to do.
Adaran walked up the girl’s ass, now exposed for all to see. “You spoke of the secrets of Ebon Hold? Here is a secret, did you know some of the more useless Death Knights were given as play things to the ghouls and the mindless zombies. Are you one of them perhaps, I wonder how much cold undead cum these holes have taken.” He said while running a clawed finger along the girl’s labia before sticking it inside her warm cunt.
Nevelaa was acutely aware of how much trouble she was in. She was also acutely aware of how good the finger felt inside her. So cold, and nasty, she hoped the undead did not notice how rapidly she was becoming wet. “You are making that up. We both know the ‘useless’ death knights were slaughtered by the rest as a matter of training. Now are you going to rape me, or should I beg?” she said, embracing her doomed fate.
“Oh, I am not going to rape you, as much as an honor that would be for you. You see I don’t remember how I died the first time, but it was not peaceful. Under this, “he said taping the metal that covered his jaw “is nothing, I can only talk because Revans was so kind to enchant this thing for me,” he said tapping the metal jaw guard again.”And sadly my body is missing the…..parts necessary to give you what you so clearly want, you little blue whore. But don’t let that discourage you, my friends here would be happy to oblige, and I may even have something special for you later!” He turned his attention back to the group behind him, “Rahavin, you can have her first, but that means keep your knives under control, the others will want a turn.” “Whatever you say boss” the blood elf girl said, who despite Adaran’s warning was flipping one of her jeweled daggers from hand to hand.
“I heal fast enough for it!” Naveela said before she could catch herself. The Draenei realized she was thinking about what the blood elf could do with those knives and was getting wetter by the moment. She swayed her hips back and forth, her juice glistening at the opening.
“Hahahah” Rahavin laughed that haughty blood elf laugh. “I like this one.” Rahavin walked to the other side of the log and put one hand on the draenei girl’s face. “Not everyone appreciates my work” she said leaning in close and drawing her dagger very lightly across the draenei’s face, just hard enough to draw blood. She leaned in and lapped eagerly at the wound before standing again. She quickly undid her leather pants and grabbed a fistful of the draenei’s hair. “Now, eat” she said forcing the captive Death Knights face into her bald pussy.
Doing as commanded, the draenei slut opened her mouth wide and flicked her tongue out, tasting the elf pussy before burying her face in it. Her horns rubbing the sides of the elf girl’s waist as she licked and sucked with fervor.
“Oh, I think you were right Adaran, she must have been some tavern whore in life because she is good” Rahavin grabbed the draenei’s horns for leverage and began to furiously thrust into her captives face.
Naveela searched with her tongue, licking more and more of the delicious elf juice. Finally she found the tender nub of Rahavin’s clit. At first the draenei licked and sucked it, tenderly. Then she became more and more aggressive, assaulting the bit of flesh with her mouth and teeth. Rahavin began to moan and squeal as Naveela began nip and bite at her clit. Finaly a shudder passed through her body and she pressed her hips hard into Naveela’s face. Her girl cum squirted with surprising force, and Rahavin made sure to move around so that by the time her orgasm was over the draenei’s face was soaking wet. “Ah, it has been a long time” Rahavin said panting.
After coming down from her orgasimic high Rahavin turned her attention back to the draenie. “It was a long ride out here, can you imagine these brutes wanted me to squat in the bushes like some animal” she said as she forced open Naveela’s mouth again. “But a true lady will always wait until there is a chamber pot available” she said as she let loose a golden stream from her pussy into Naveela’s open mouth.
Naveela tried to turn her head, but her horns and the elf girl’s closeness prevented her from turning her head. The stream of urine touched her lips, and was warm and she found it to be surprisingly tasty. The draenei girl pressed her lips to the fount, and drank the liquid as it flowed, swallowing every drop. A small part of her mind was horrified at what was happening to her, but it was being drowned out by the largeer part that was loving this torture, loving being used in every way imaginable.
Once Rahavin emptied her bladder into the eager mouth of this draenei gutter slut she sighed and walked to the other side of the log. She crouched at Naveela’s pussy and began to run her dagger ever so gently along the rim of her asshole and across her pussy lips. “Sadly I can’t do what I want to you today” she said as she flicked the blade tip across the draenei’s clit, “but maybe next time love” she said as she slid the tip of the blade into Naveela’s pussy before removing it again, and returning to her comrades. “I would say you and Onawtaw should be next” Rahavin said to Kalgren “you could hurt someone with those.” And indeed both tauren men had removed their pants and were now sporting two tauren erections about the length and thickness of an average humans males arm. “With pleasure” Kalgren said as he and his brother approached their prize.
Naveela gasped at the knife pressing against her, and was disappointed when it was pulled away. But her disappointment was short lived as she licked her lips in anticipation at the tauren men ravaging her. She had never seen a tauren cock, but given their body size it was probably larger than any she had encountered before, she desperately wanted them inside her.
Kalgren approached the tiny blue girls ass. Which, he noticed in amusement, seemed to be quivering a bit in anticipation. He positioned the head of his huge cock at the entrance to Naveela’s asshole. His brother laughed “There is no way brother, you will split the damn thing in half.” “Are you questioning my strength little brother” Kalgren said with a smile, “I will bet you tonight’s dinner that I can get all the way inside her.” “Deal brother.” Kalgren rolled his shoulders a few times before getting a firm grip on the blue ass in front of him, then with a mighty tauren grunt, and an even mightier tauren thrust, forced the entire length into the tiny asshole.
Naveela screamed as the massive tauren meat shred her anus. Her un-lubed ass tore as the mighty cock pierced her most guarded of entrances. Once again the remaning sanity in her was appalled and horrified at what was happening, yet that desperate filthy whore that had awoken in her was pleases with the situation because now the small amount of blood from the tears in her ass were serving to lubricate the tauren’s thrusts.
“Well I’ll be damned” said Onataw, “it held together.” “Mostly held together” Kalgren said with a laugh gesturing to the blood that was now helping to lubricate his powerful thrusts. Onataw laughed as well as he went to the other side of the log. He backhanded Naveela hard across the face “Your nasty fuckhole cost me dinner slut” he said all the while wearing a bovine grin. “Make it up to me” with that he thrust his huge cock past the slutty draenei’s lips and down her throat, he moaned in pleasure as her gag reflex fought to repel this monstrous invader but served only to massage his cock.
Naveela tried not to choke on the massive prick, but failed. She started to gag, and get light headed. The pain in her throat and asshole pushed her over the edge. Her body shook and quivered as she had her first orgasm, cause by two tauren brothers sandwiching her. The small amount of coherent thought left in her wondered if her father would be even more ashamed by this than her being a deathknight. That part of her mind was nearly gone though, she no longer cared, she simply wanted and needed more of the exquisite pain and pleasure she was receiving.
Rahavin laughed “Look at the dumb whore she looks like a spit pig” And it was true. Revans was sure if the log were removed right now the girl would stay suspended, speared by these two huge cocks. The tauren were not taking it easy on the creature’s holes either. every time Kalgren would give a mighty thrust the log would shift nearly half an inch forward, but then his brother would give an equally fierce thrust and the log would be pushed back into position. All the while the draenei stuck between them gurgled as she chocked on the cock in her throat. “I say it’s about time we fill the bitch up” Kalgren said with a laugh. His brother chuckled and agreed and they sped up their thrusts until finally they both began to release the copious amounts of cum that their race was capable of producing.
Purely on instinct Naveela’s throat swallowed every drop of the thick tauren semen. Kalgren’s cock was so far inside her ass that when it exploded it also filled her tummy with thick seed. Her belly began to swell as it was pumped full of cum from both ends. By the time the tauren had shot every drop into her she looked like a pregnant blue whore.
The two tauren brothers carefully extracted themselves from the cum-swollen draenei’s ass and mouth. When Onataw finally pulled the last inches of his cock from her throat he made sure to smear it across her face leaving a trail of sticky semen behind. When Kalgren removed himself from her ass there was a wet plop as all the cum that did not make it all the way to her belly began to flow out of her. “Your turn Revans” Kalgren said still breathing hard. Though I think your choices are a bit limited, I think we might have ruined the other holes” he said with a chuckle. Revans laughed as well, “Yes, well I have something planned, and I think I am going to need her on her back.” He began snapping his fingers and with each snap a small flame burned away one of the ropes staking the well worn fuck goat to the ground. Revans gave her a kick and she rolled off the log onto the dirt, this position allowing more tauren cum to pour out of her destroyed asshole. Revans glanced down at the thing at his feet. He knew places in Dalaran that sold high class sex toys and grinned as he thought of how much better the owners must treat those magical dolls compared to how this cunt deserved to be treated. Kalgren had been right, her ass was now bloody and gaping and Revans doubted he would get much use out of it; however its pussy was still untouched. Revans called on a new spell he had learned in Dalaran and suddenly there were copies of himself standing in a circle all around the abused cumdumpster on the ground.
“Please, fuck my pussy. Please.” Naveela murmured, her mind filled with nothing but lust for pleasure and pain. She rubbed her swollen, cum-filled belly eagerly.
“Pathetic” Revans said to himself as the useless creature begged for him. He had no desire to fuck this thing nor did he plan to, he had a real woman back in Northrend, and he doubted this fuck toy could give as much pleasure as she could. Revans was not one to waste an opportunity though “Set up a place to eat” he said to the others ” I am going to see how long I can maintain these mirror images.” As the rest of the team set a cooking fire Revans watched as each of the mirror images took a turn at fucking the quivering mass of flesh on the ground. He found that it was much easier to create and maintain the images when not in a stressful combat situation. He also was amused to find that each one was a little different, despite the fact the only mental command he had given was “use this hole to make yourself orgasm” some would periodically reach up and slap its face, while others would twist its nipples or run their undead claws down its body. Revans left the gang bang to go eat with his comrades.
By the time Revans had finished eating and returned to his experiment he guessed nearly two dozen mirror images must have used the draenei to stimulate themselves, its pussy was so overflowing with cum that if you wanted to stick something in you would have to make a blind guess as the actual hole was under a layer of sperm. Revans made a mental note of the mirror images behavior and returned to his comrades to help break their small camp.
The draenei lay on her back, drooling cum from every hole. Her entire body was covered in a layer of slime, as many of the duplicates had spewed their semen on her body. She had had many orgasms herself, and whatever she had been before was gone, her mind was blank, she only knew she needed to be filled with things, filled with whatever she could get she no longer had any care as to what happened to her as long as she could put hard things inside her and be filled with this sweet goo.
Once the team had put away their cooking utensils they prepared to ride out. “Oh wait,” Rahavin said before mounting her plainstrider “what should we do about this thing?” she said giving the sticky mess on the ground a few kicks. “Ah! I am glad you reminded me!” Adaran exclaimed, “I would have forgotten it here. Since Robit and Zhell’s mares are in heat and getting all the stallions worked up at the stable next to our headquarters I figured we could just let the stables borrow this” he said gesturing to the ruined girl on the ground. “That way the stallions will be able to relieve themselves and hopefully calm down a bit. And once the mare problem is over I figured we could tie it up at the end of the upstairs hallway in our guild hall, I am sick of your whining about how annoying it is to have to walk all the way downstairs in the night to use the chamber pot.” The others nodded their head in agreement. “Help me tie it up to my horse.” Kalgren held what used to be a proud draenei deathknight belly to belly with the nightmare mockery of a horse that Adaran rode. All the shifting of the cargo had caused the horse to sport quite the erection, so Adaran stuffed his horses cock into their new chamber pot so that the horse could run without being hampered by its erection. “Now let’s go soldiers, we still have a job to do out here.”
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