Plot summary: Sienna and Marinette have escaped the vile Orc fortress. However her dreams are filled with her recalling her degrading enslavement. At the end she meets a mysterious figure tied to her demonic mistress. She beckons Sienna to come back to the city where her story first started.
Author foreword: This is the first part in a new series continuing the story of Sienna and Marinette. The original series is called Nesserah and has five parts. It’s not required to read, understand, and to enjoy this new series but if you want extra context for the story and characters I’d recommend it.
Again this series has a mild content warning as it includes a lot of rape, enslavement, and other hardcore things. Everything is included in the tags so you shouldn’t be surprised when something comes up. I don’t condone any non-con in real life and this is simply a fantasy for people to enjoy.
When I first wrote this it was too long so I ended up splitting it into two parts which is already out!
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Cum dripped from Sienna’s well worn ass as she was paraded into the cell. The vile Orc futanari chief tugged on Sienna’s chain leash as she crawled on her hands and knees. Dorakov, the chief, wore her normal midriff hide armor and loin cloth skirt that barely obscured her giant fifteen inch bitch breaker. Her skin was a dark green hue and she was huge, Amazonian-like. Power exuded from every step and movement. Sienna could not keep up as she crawled behind Dorakov, every couple of feet she was pulled roughly forward by the leash connected to her golden collar. Customary of any Orc’s slave was nude, all except for a few decorative golden arm and thigh bands. Her pale white skin dripped with sweat and her long brunette hair was pulled into a messy ponytail. As she half crawled, half was tugged into the room, her locked cock swayed from side to side. Through months the small chastity cage made her limp and impotent. The only way she came was through her own degradation and the daily ass rape she endured. Her balls ached as usual and a pathetic amount of pre dribbled out of her piss hole.
Chief Dorakov tugged Sienna forward hard, practically throwing her into the center of a group of Orcs. As she recovered, she looked up to see Marinette. The young Human girl was lying on her back, her legs were spread and her knees were bent pointing into the air. Both her arms lay next to her head. “Uhhhh, ehg… euhhhhh.” She moaned and whimpered to herself as a thick river of cum oozed out of her pussy. Her pale skin was similarly sweaty and defiled, old cum shots staining her. Her lightly freckled face looked dazed, evidence of old ruined mascara still marked her face. Her medium length ginger hair was sweaty, messy, and soiled.
Sienna was scared, she was always scared. She looked around at the dozen Orcs surrounding them as the two of them lied against the stone floor. Each Orc was intimidating in frame, green muscular bodies, eying Sienna and Marinette down. Most of them had their green members pulled out, slowly pumping them in anticipation.
Dorakov shoved her way into the ring of Orcs holding a wide metal dish, she was at least a half a head taller if not more then all the other Orcs. Dorakov reached down and grabbed the ends of both Sienna and Marinette’s leashes and then walked to where the two sat. Between Sienna and Marinette was a small foot tall iron pole that stuck out of the stone. Dorakov leaned down and secured the leashes on the pole. She then dropped the metal dish on the ground, it made a loud “Clang! noise. “It’s time for your meal, cumsluts, and tonight it’s going to be a feast.” Dorakov said in her smooth intimidating voice before returning to the periphery.
Sienna looked around, more terrified then before. A discordant chuckle erupted through the Orcs as they eyed down their prey. Without warning, the Orcs advanced on the slave girls. Sienna could do nothing as one of the Orcs grabbed her hair roughly, lifting her head up to level with his long thick cock. The Orc held his cock at the base before bringing it to the side of her face “Slop! Slap! Slap!” he smacked Sienna’s cheeks with the head of his long schlong. Then he placed his tip to Sienna’s lips. She could taste the vile cock sweat collected around his piss hole. Without warning, nor thought for how prepared Sienna was, the Orc forced Sienna’s lips open and thrust his Orc meat into her mouth. Her jaw stretched completely open and her lips were tight around it’s flesh. It quickly found the back of her throat wall and slipped down into it.
Still holding onto her hair, the Orc began the brutal face fucking. “GUCK! GUCK! GUH! GACK!” Sienna let out loud wet gags with every thrust. The Orc had absolutely no concern for Sienna’s pleasure as he raped her throat, she was simply something he was using to get off with. Through her tears Sienna could see she wasn’t accompanied by just one Orc, but a group of them. She was surrounded by about six of the muscular brutes. Past her crowd she could see a similarly sized crowd surrounding Marinette, using her in the same way.
As her face was fucked she could sense the other Orcs around her were pumping their cocks, eager to get a turn with her. The smooth and deep voice of Chief Dorakov cut through her wet gags “This slut thinks she can get by without using her hands, every part of your body belongs to me, remember? Jerk them off you pathetic Human whore!” Sienna obeyed and reached her hands to her side, feeling for whatever cocks she could find. Her hands found two meaty poles and began running down their lengths. They were so thick her small Human hands could not wrap all the way around them, but she tried her best to please the brutes.
Suddenly the long fuck log was pulled from her throat, causing her to gasp for air. Streams of spittle and pre connected her lips to the tip of his member. Before she could properly recover another Orc grabbed the back of her head and forced her down onto his cock. The previous face fucking lubed her mouth and throat for this new intruder. As her head was forcibly turned to face another Orc, her body was too, forcing her hands to find new cocks to pleasure. This new Orc was similarly sized and brutal, thrusting his full member to hilt within her abused throat.
The Orcs took turns using Sienna’s throat, passing her around like a dirty useless whore. With each subsequent cock her face, chest, and hands dripped with their pre cum and her spit. Between each face fucking she was allotted a small respite, lasting only a second or two. Enough for her to gasp for air before she was forced down onto another cock. Only a few feet away Marinette was suffering the same fate. Her small thin body was passed around like a toy. Not that Sienna had the cognitive ability to realize this, but throughout, the futanari chieftess simply watched as her two sex slaves were used by her Orc subjects.
The terror that Sienna felt before had turned into an accepting despair. She knew there was nothing in the world that she could do, but she equally despised her situation. After what seemed like an eternity of Sienna and Marinette being throat gang raped the action slowed. One of the thick Orc cocks slid out of her throat and instead of instantly being forced onto another she was allowed to breath. Her pretty face was glazed with streams of pre and spit, making her look like some kind of toilet. The chieftess shoved her way through the Orc crowd towards the kneeling Sienna, broken and despondent. She grabbed hold of Sienna’s messy ponytail and pulled it downward, forcing Sienna to look up at her. The futa Orcess grinned as she looked at the used slave “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue whore.” Dorakov said. Sienna obeyed, sticking her tongue out for Dorakov to simply spit onto it. Sienna didn’t react but sat there looking up Dorakov with pleading dead eyes. “You’ll need that to lube your mouth, and don’t worry, your meal is almost here.” Sienna shuddered at the thought.
Using Sienna’s ponytail, Dorakov turned her head around, causing her body to point in the other direction. Then with her hand the Orcess pushed Sienna’s back to the stone floor so that she stared directly up into Dorakov’s package on her back. Dorakov’s giant fifteen inch shaft bobbed up and down as the blood pulsed through it. It loomed over Sienna, like a dragon blocking out the sun. The futa chieftess knelt down on top of Sienna so that her futa dick and balls was directly over her face. Sienna was forced to smell the musky virile scent. Dorakov then slid her long shaft over Sienna’s lips until the tip lined up with her mouth. The giant tip then spread Sienna’s lips and forced it’s self into her mouth. Dorakov’s cock was thicker then all the other Orcs and Sienna struggled to fit it all. Her jaw was forced open, causing her head to bend backwards into the stone floor. The thick fuck log found Sienna’s throat and tightly but forcibly slid in. She continued her advance until her entire member was inside Sienna’s throat. The Orcess’ heavy ball sack was pressed against Sienna’s eyes and she could feel their heat. Like the other Orcs Dorakov began her brutal face fucking. Sliding it out a foot or so before thrusting it in hard again. Each thrust as Dorakov pivoted her hips was harder and deeper then before. Being above Sienna meant that Dorakov had leverage down into her throat, and each time Dorakov brought her cock to hilt Sienna noticeably slid an inch forward across the stone floor. Additionally with each thrust Sienna was temporarily blinded as Dorakov’s giant ball sack smacked against her face. Sienna’s body squirmed as she was mouth raped by the monster cock. Her legs kicked to no avail and her hands desperately pressed against Dorakov’s muscled thick thighs. Sienna screamed and whimpered around the Orc meat, but it was utterly deafened by Dorakov’s wet thrusts and the other Orcs as the cheered. Despite her eyes being forced to stare at Dorakov’s massive sack as it hit her face repeatedly, she could sense the other Orcs pumping and jerking off as they watched their Queen breed Sienna’s throat.
Eventually what little fight Sienna had drifted away. Her legs stopped kicking and her arms simply held onto Dorakov’s thighs for extra support. Her air starved brain was getting light and fuzzy. Dorakov’s thick bitch breaker pulsed with alpha blood, pressing against her throat walls. Finally, after enduring the face rape for what felt like forever, Dorakov’s thrusts slowed, but became more deliberate. The alpha futa grunted as she thrust inwards, bringing her ball sack to Sienna’s face one last time. They were hotter then ever before and Sienna felt them pulse over and over again as Dorakov deposited her load into Sienna’s throat. The thick Orc sperm flooded and filled her throat cavity. Slowly the Orcess pulled her shaft from Sienna’s throat, filling more of with each inch retrieved. Finally only Dorakov’s tip was in Sienna’s mouth but she kept it in, acting as some cruel cock cork as she continued to fill Sienna’s body. Not until the last stream was shot into Sienna’s mouth did Dorakov finally pull her tip from her mouth. Hot cum practically erupted from her face, pouring out over her upside down face as she recoiled in disgust and gasped for air. The futa chieftess stood up over the defiled whore she had just created and sneered. After a few seconds of taking in the sight Dorakov bended down to pick up Sienna’s limp body by the hair and drag her to where Marinette was still being throat raped by the gang of Orcs. She practically through Sienna into the ginger girl.
The two slaves were exhausted and thoroughly used. Their limp bodies propped each other up as they were surrounded by the crowd of Orcs once more. The vile voice of the Dorakov spoke again “Hope you liked your appetizer you cum guzzling slut, now for the main course.” The Orcs around them grunted and continued to pump their cocks. Finally, a large stream erupted from one of their dicks. It shot directly at them, splattering the two with Orc sperm. One by one the Orcs unloaded their pent up cum shots until both Sienna and Marinette were utterly glazed in Orc cream, making it almost difficult to identify them as Human. After they were covered, the Orc’s moved to the wide metal dish that Dorakov had dropped on the floor next to them. They shot the last of their loads into the bowl. The thick semen splattered and filled it up to it’s brim.
Both Sienna and Marinette knew their place and what to do. As their cum covered bodies began to recover from the brutal use they just suffered from, the two of them got up from leaning on each other and crawled across the cold stone floor. They started with the cum that was on the floor first. Bending their heads down so that their exposed asses stuck up in the air. With just their tongues they licked up the thick globby sperm that covered the dirty stone floor around them. Tears streamed down their cheeks as they licked and gulped down the semen. The idle cum shot here and there hit their bodies as they degraded them selves.
Next, came the cleaning. The Orcs crowded around the girl’s once more, presenting their still erect members. One by one, Sienna and Marinette cleaned the meaty poles of each of the Orcs. Finally, came Dorakov, the thickest and longest of all the Orcs present. Sienna and Marinette each licked a different side of her shaft, making sure to slurp down every glob of cum they found and swallow it.
Once every Orc was spit cleaned, the two girls turned to their true meal, the cum filled bowl. They slowly and hesitantly crawled to it. Knowing that if they didn’t consume it they would be greatly punished, and that Orc sperm was the only form of nutrition they would ever receive as Orc sex slaves. To survive was degradation for them. They bent their heads down over the bowl and began to lap it up like cats, licking up the slimly white stuff and swallowing. Each of them moaned with disgust as they drank down their meal. They heard the heavy foot falls of Dorakov behind them when duddenly the futa Orc forced their heads into the bowl, partially submerging their faces in the cum. Sienna and Marinette struggled and squirmed but they were too weak for the superior Orc futa. Dorakov held their heads into the bowl for ten long seconds until the two of them stopped fighting back. Grabbing the back of their hair she pulled their faces out, now utterly drenched and plastered. Each of them coughed and spurted out cum. Dorakov let go, letting them slump onto their knees. “Haha! I want that cleaned up to!” Dorakov said as she returned to the group of Orcs.
Sienna wiped the thick semen out of her eyes so she could see. Motivated to get this over with as fast as possible she picked up the metal dish, still sloshing with semen, and brought it to her lips. She gulped down to her best ability but the salty hot semen was too much. She pulled it away and gasped for air. Marinette, with a similar idea, took the bowl and did the same thing, pouring it directly into her throat. The two took turns gulping down the semen until the bowl was empty. They put the metal dish back onto the stone floor and began licking it clean, making sure not to leave a single drop of semen or attract the wrath of the Orcs.
Finally, the last thing to clean, each other. Sienna and Marinette both knew they had to do it. They hesitantly kneeled up to each other, cum glazed bodies in full display. Both of them took turns licking and cleaning each other’s body. Starting at face, they licked up the heavy plastered cream. Then moving down to the chest and tits, before the rest of the body. As they licked each other the Orcs surrounding them began to leave. As they left each Orc spit onto the cum sluts, reminding them of their place within Orc society. Sienna licked up the last globs of cum that oozed out of Marinette’s teen pussy. With that the two suffered from one last degrading spit from their mistress. “Pathetic…” Dorakov said “It’s all you Humans are good for, being Orc cum dumps.” The two girls stood up on their knees once more, looking up at their Orc mistress. “SLAP! SLAP!” Dorakov delivered a hard brutal face slap to each of the slaves, making their heads cock to the side. With that Dorakov turned around and walked out the cell, closing the thick barred door.
There Sienna and Marinette were alone, spit covered and belly’s cum bloated. Slowly they curled up together, warmed by themselves and the hot sperm that filled their stomachs. It was a hard day, they were always hard, and they were going to do it again all tomorrow. Their cell was almost pitch black, slightly illuminated by the edge of torchlight in the hall. Then, Sienna heard foot steps walking towards them. At first her was filled with momentary despair *”Can’t we get any rest?”* She thought. However, the foot falls were lighter then any Orc, comparable to a Human. A feminine figure came into view, draped in a long red hooded cloak that obscured most of her body. Her face wasn’t covered but the darkness made it difficult to see any detail. However the most striking feature were the pair of thick horns that stuck out of her hood.
The figure kept them selves in shadow but spoke to the two “Remember?” Her voice was both soft and sinister, and distinctly feminine. “Remember why you devoted yourself to our mistress? Why you gave your self to her for freedom? You desired power and control. If you still wish for it come seek it in my temple, within the old church of Pyron.” Before Sienna could say anything there was blackness as the nightmare ended.
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Sienna jolted awake. She quickly observed her surroundings. She was in a small clearing of a forest and the sun had just raised above the horizon. She felt Marinette in her arms. The two had spooned during the night to keep warm, and were wrapped in the sheets they stole from Dorakov’s bedroom when they escaped. The two of them had still not found any clothes and were completely nude, their hair draped against both of their shoulders. They both still wore the golden arm and thigh bands The velvet choker with the silver pendant was still wrapped around Sienna’s throat. It had been a week since they managed to escape the Orc fortress with the help of Atrix, the Archdemoness of Desire. For the first few days and nights they ran none stop but had just recently slowed down for some much needed rest.
Sienna moved the sheet from off the top of her and sat up. She rubbed her head *”What in the hells, why, why did I dream that… And who was that woman?”* She thought to herself. Sienna noticed a slight wetness from between her legs. She moved her legs apart to reveal her still caged cock. It ached as usual. Frustrated she moved it out of the way to reveal the sheets beneath her were soaked. With her hand she felt at herself, revealing that her pussy was dripping. *”Did I? Did I really cum because of that dream…”*
Marinette began to stir and looked back at the awake Sienna “Wh-what’s going on?” she asked Sienna still half asleep.
Sienna looked back up from her wet spot and at Marinette “Nothing, nothing…” Sienna responded.
The two got up and began wrapping their nude bodies with the sheets. Sienna pondered her dream, or maybe it was more of a flashback. She remembered that particular night when the Orcs throat gang raped the two of them. It was awful, degrading, and felt utterly hopeless. A sea of Orc spunk infecting their minds, turning them into pitiful filthy slaves. But that cloaked woman, she was never there. She spoke of a “Shared mistress.” could she mean Atrix? And a “…temple, within the old church of Pyron.”
Pyron felt like years ago when in reality it was only a couple of months. It was where Sienna met Marinette. Originally Marinette was nothing more then a war spoil, a young girl to reward a loyal futanari knight after battle. Sienna, her husband Lord Lucas, and her fellow futanari wives raped and enslaved Marinette’s entire family during the siege of Pyron. However on their way back home they were ambushed by Orcs hired by King Briar to kill Lord Lucas. Through their shared enslavement under the Orcs they had formed a strange bond despite their initial relationship. A mutual sense to care and protect each other whenever possible. The fact that it felt like destiny was tugging Sienna and Marinette back to Pyron felt ironic.
Thinking of the dream and how much cum she consumed made her realize how hungry she was. Her stomach growled with pain. She and Marinette hadn’t managed to find any food since they escaped the clutches of Dorakov, just water from the streams they found. In a twisted way it made Sienna hunger for the thick nutritious cum the Orcs fed her. After all it’s all they ever consumed while being slaves, and Sienna could barely remember the taste of real food. Sienna licked her lips like a starved animal as she thought of a nice hot load of sperm sliding down her throat, filling her stomach. Sienna snapped herself out of it *”What is wrong with me?”* She thought *”Had the Orcs really altered my mind that much? To crave their sperm? What kind of filthy desire is that…”* Sienna looked over at Marinette as she draped her naked body in the sheets. She felt bad for her, she was undoubtedly feeling the same, if not more, exhaustion and hunger, not to mention Marinette was a few months pregnant with an Orc. Her small stomach had a slight bump to it. As a futanari, Sienna was taller, stronger, and more durable. While Marinette was thin and frail, almost not an ounce of muscle or fat on her. It would be up to Sienna to look after Marinette.
As the two got ready for their day’s travel Sienna walked upto Marinette “I think we’ve had a change of plans.” she said.
Marinette looked up confused “Wh-what do you mean?”
“We shouldn’t go to Cheverar. If King Briar Alberon betrayed my former husband and lord It would be stupid for me to go back home. Besides, I know someone in Pyron who can help us.” Sienna said back.
Marinette tugged on her sheets, further wrapping it around her shoulders as a cold breeze blew through the clearing “Pyron…” Marinette whispered to herself, recalling her memories of home. “Oh-Okay Sienna, if you think that is best.”
With that the two departed, leaving the clearing behind them and to the city of Pyron, where their stories first started.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sywy7u/knight_of_desire_part_1_dreams_of_desire_futa_on