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"He appears to be healing nicely." The physician grunted quietly, his eyes flickering briefly to the orc that was standing impatiently at his side. A smirk spread slowly on the orc's features, a twisted grin appearing on his features as his eyes roamed the naked elf before him.
"Good. He is healed, so I can enjoy him now?" He rumbled, his voice deep as his eyes raked over the newest addition to the horde, his new pet. He was the son of the leader to the village they had just over run, a perfect being to make an example of.
Azrog allowed his eyes to shamelessly roam the elf's body, heat pooling in his lower extremities. He would be sure to test out his new toy to break him in before his brothers had the opportunity to do so. After all, he was the one who had captured him and their leader had been considerate in gifting him to Azrog.
Especially taking in the beauty of the elf before him. He had long, blonde hair that had been braided away from his face to keep it from matting; Azrog quite liked the beauty of that hair. His features were soft, smooth to touch, and his ears tapered into small points at the top. His skin was sunkissed, not surprising of the race of a sunelf. His eyes trailed down, taking in the metal collar and chain around his new toys neck and lower down his bare body.
The man's body was lithe and gorgeous; Azrog looked forward to breaking it. Then, his eyes drifted to the newest change that his elf was recovering from.
Just above the knees, stumps lay where his toy had once legs. They had to be removed, of course, to keep his precious pet from running from them or trying to hard to fight them. Of course, he had been generous enough to let him keep his arms and hands. This way, his pet could still find ways to tend to his own needs. He had seen the orcs who took the legs and arms. Their pets were incapable of doing anything for themselves, most of them broken because of it.
Azrog did not want that for his pet. He wanted him to have just enough fire in him to survive.
"Take it easy on him at the very least. Here is the medicine for the pain. He will still be out of it, but should wake within the next few hours." The physician muttered before leaving.
That meant he had the next few hours to explore his elf's body and prepare him for what was to come. He groaned at the though, his cock already thickening in his pants as he approached his bed. His beautiful new toy already looked so small on it.
He climbed onto the bed, allowing his palm to cup the face of his pretty pet. He briefly wondered what he might call him since he was his first. Hopefully, his last if the hoard didn't break him first. He admired the sight of his dark skin against the pale contrast of the elf's before his thumb slowly brushed along his cheek and then to his mouth. He brushed his thumb slowly along his lips before parting his jaw, slipping his thumb inside the warm heat.
"Fuck." He groaned deep as he smoothed his rough finger over the man's smooth tongue. He could imagine how that would feel on his cock later. His other hand moved to the thick appendage in his pants, squeezing it firmly before taking it from the cloth as he admired his beauty.
"I'm going to make you feel so good, pretty. Gonna break that brain of yours until all you can think about is getting fucked on my cock."
He groaned at the thought, his cock throbbing before he slowly licked his lips. He already knew that getting the man to take his massive cock would take plenty of stretching, at least if he wanted to avoid too much blood. He had seen the aftermath of such a small body speared open on their cocks with no preperation; it left for plenty of blood, crying, and fighting. That was not what he wanted - he wanted his pet to enjoy himself and beg for his cock in the future.
He soon removed his hand, sliding down his new pet's body to get sight of his prize. The elf's cock was small in comparison to his; it looked like an adorable decoration on his pet. Pushing the man's thighs apart, he groaned when the tight pucker was revealed to him. He could not help grasping onto the man, turning him upside down so that his head was eye level with Azrog's cock.
His arms wound around the thin waist then, drawing it tight to his body so that his new pet's hole was on display to him. He had to admit that the lack of limbs made this far easier than he had imagined. His head delved between the thighs with an animalistic snarl, his tongue darting out to lap against the tight hole waiting for him. He shamelessly licked and slobbered all over the area, one hand moving to cup his pet's balls as his other drifted to grasp the man's head, guiding it to be pressed against his shaft.
He groaned deep in his throat as his hand haphazardly shifted around until he was able to press his thumb against his jaw, parting the elf's lips so he could guide them to the head of his cock. The warmth of his breath brushed the sensitive area before he was cramming the head of his cock into his mouth, starting with the tip.
As he enjoyed the heat around him, his tongue thrust its way into his pet's hole before he pulled it out to ease a finger into him. Fuck, his pet was deliciously tight. It had him groaning in pleasure, his hips pushing more of his cock into his mouth.
He didn't bother taking it slow with his fingers. The lovely elf was already unconscious and wouldn't wake for awhile, according to his physician. So, he took joy in forcing two, then three fingers into the tight hole. He watched eagerly as the elf's hole was stretched open around the appendages, his body twitching in his grasp. The grip he had on the small being made fucking his fingers into him easy while he enjoyed the feeling of that warm mouth on the head of his cock.
He pulled out every once in awhile to ensure he didn't suffocate him, though his primary focus was on getting the delectable hole opened to take his cock. He got joy from fucking him open with his fingers before pulling them out to stuff his face against the pert ass, shoving his tongue inside of him.
He was not sure how long he enjoyed toying with his new pet's body. However, he soon heard a soft whimper and felt the boy shift in his hold. It had him groaning deep in his throat, pushing his cock further into the warm throat wrapped around it. He wanted his new pet to know what was happening to his body.
There was gagging, then thrashing. Except, to Azrog's immense pleasure, the elf's lack of legs made holding him in place far easier. There were no flailing limbs tracking to kick him that he needed to restrain.
"Shh, shh, shh. Easy now, pet." Azrog crooned to him as he repositioned his pet so that he was laying in his back, blinking hazy eyes up at the ceiling. Azrog laid his body over his then as he kept fingers shoved inside the elf's ass, needing to ensure that it was plenty open for what he had planned next.
"Hurts -" the voice was a low croak that broke off into a deep coughing. Azrog considering him for a moment before grasping the pitcher of water from his table. He drank straight from it, grasping the elf's jaw to then seal his lips over his and allow the liquid to drizzle inside.
He could not help thrusting his tongue inside that warm cavern once the elf had swallowed, relishing in the confused whine he received as hands began to push against him. It hardly did any good when his pretty boy was so weak.
"Glad you are awake, pet. Now we can get to the best part. But first, give me a name, hmm? I want to know what my little doll is called." He groaned lowly as he thrust his fingers into him, grinning wickedly when the elf spasmed, his back arching. His reactions were lovely now that he was awake.
There was still a dazed look on his pet's face as he stared in confusion at him, still relatively out of it thanks to the drugs the physician had given him. Azrog studied his face, raising a brow before he shoved those fingers deep into him, watching as his expression shifted into a soft cry.
"Give me your name, pretty one, and I may be gentle when you take my cock." He growled out. The elf's gaze was clouded as he stared up at the ceiling, his lips parting and closing over a few times before a soft whine left him. His thighs trembled, something that had Azrog lowering his other hand to slowly smooth along the inner area.
"Viann," the word was a soft, uncertain whisper that had him groaning deep in his throat, licking his lips as he gave an approving nod.
"What a beautiful name for a lovely little creature. Viann~" the word rolled off his tongue with ease before he grasped the elf's chin, forcing his gaze to meet his with a wicked grin.
"Look at me, Viann. I want you to see who is going to fuck this pretty body of yours open."
Viann blinked groggily up at the man above him, his vision still hazy and uncertain. Though it was growing more clear as time passed, allowing him to take in sharp features. It was then that he finally pieced together that the man above him was an orc. He had sharp features on his lichen olive green face, the beginning of sharp teeth revealed on his features as he stared down at him.
A gasp finally escaped him as he rapidly shoved himself into a sitting position, and the orc allowed it. It was then that Viann was finally able to take in why his lower half ached so horribly. There was a hand between his legs, fingers shoved inside of his ass and stretching him open.
Except that was only part of the pain. Horror and disgust rolled over Viann, his hands coming up rapidly to cover his mouth as a scream bubbled in his throat.
Where were his legs?
It was the only thought he could focus on as he screamed and reached down to try to touch them, only for a massive hand to engulf both of his wrists.
"Not yet, pet. They are still healing."
The orcs tone was scolding as a hysterical sob mixed with a laugh escaped Viann.
"My legs, where are my legs? What did you do to my legs!"
The words came out as a screech as he stared up at the orc with desperate, tear filled eyes. He attempted to move them, only for the- the stumps to shift.
Stumps.
That's what was left of his legs. He began to sob, shaking his head over and over again as he tried to move them again and again. Maybe he wasn't seeing properly. Maybe the orc was sitting on them at an odd angle or-or
"Shhhhh," the orc holding his hands shushed him lowly as the fingers began to thrust into him slowly once more, haven give him a reprieve in his panic.
"Easy, pet. Easy. Let's get you settled again."
Then, he was being pushed back down again by the giant above him. Fingers squeezed out of his hole with a wet, squelching noise. Except that was not what he could focus on. He was too lost in the idea of his legs having been taken.
He had been taught young by his father that the orcs were cruel. Except, where had they even come from? He hardly remembered much. A fire, he remembered screaming and -
"Let's get this hole of yours nice and open for me." The words from the orc were punctuated by a heavy weight following onto Viann's lower half, practically squishing his cock. Groggily, he lowered his gaze and was horrified to find that the weight was a cock, hard and leaking onto his abdomen.
It was massive, almost the size of his entire forearm and it felt as though it were just as long. There were thick knobs on it that he was near positive would be painful. A weak groan fell from him as he attempted to kick out, his arms jerking.
"No-"
The moan that escaped him was of object horror as his body was soon lifted from the bed, arms gripping his hips as his head flopped back.
"Fuck, you are going to feel wonderful, Viann. I was waiting so patiently for my new pet to wake so I could make you feel good."
The words were a low growl in his ear before the blunt head of the cock pushed against his hole. Even with all of the prep work the orc had clearly done, it was too big. Except there was no telling that to the creature.
Viann's head fell back in a scream, nails tearing down the thick skin of the orc as the head continued pressing forward harder and harder until finally -
"Ah, fuck!" The orc snarled as his head popped into the elf, pleasure washing over him as the head of his cock was squeezed like a vice. His victim screamed, but Azrog had expected that. The first time always hurt until they got used to it and learned how good it could feel.
His fingers were massive on the elf's hips as he guided him further and further onto his cock. He was carving his own place inside the elf, relishing in the sobs and torn screeches that left the creature as it jerked and squirmed in his hands.
It felt like a searing hot iron brand was forcing it's way inside of Viann, tearing through his walls and ripping him apart. It was too much. This was going to kill him, certainly. His organs had to have shifted, he thought, as he stared down at his body in object horror.
He realized, with a horrified, jolt, why it had been so horribly painful and a sob escaped him as the realization dawned on him. Not only had the man just thrust through his virgin hole, he had shredded through the barrier to his womb so his cock could rest inside his most private of areas. It had him sobbing, shaking his head in terror.
He could see the outline of that monstrous cock inside of him. With shaking hands, he reached up to place his palms onto his abdomen, tears spilling onto his cheeks.
Then, the orc began to move. A horrified scream left Viann again, his back arching as he shook his head over and over. It felt as though something were ripping his insides out as they were dragged out with the cock inside. He tried to get off the cock again, thrashing and hitting the orc. He wanted to kick him, to try to stand and run.
Except he couldn't.
He was forced to endure as that cock began to thrust into him, every single ridge and knot along it rubbing along his nerves as he sobbed openly.
"Fuck, so perfect. You will learn to love it, pet. I will take such good care of you. Come on, where is it - ah, found it." Azrog groaned as he thrust, trying to his his knots to rub that sweet spot that he knew would send his little elf spiraling.
Indeed, he knew exactly when he rubbed one of his knots against it. His elf spasmed, his eyes going wide before glazing over as an unexpected moan arised from him. The way his small cock pumped against Azrog's abdomen had him wanting to cheer.
He knew that the bundle of nerves were a weak spot for the elves. Most cocks couldn't reach deep enough to hit the spot that had them spamming and squealing. Except, an orc cock did, and they surely knew it. Those who enjoyed their pets always tried to find that sweet spot to please the pets.
"My womb. You're-You're inside, oh god, take it out. Take it out. I can't- I can't carry your child. It's too big, it - please -"
"You will not carry my seed, yet, Viann. Do not worry, pet, I already ensured the physician gave you something for that."
Why did it sound as though the deep, gutteral voice were trying to soothe him as it grunted into his ear, the cock pistoning in and out of him now. He was used like a toy. A toy that was beginning to lose its mind as his sweet spot was abused over and over, his most intimate spots sucking over the orcs cock as he cried in pleasure, pain, and pure terror.
"Please, please, please,"
"Don't worry, pretty boy. I am going to make you cream yourself on my cock and teach you how to be a good, obedient pet." Azrog groaned in his ear before he softly nipped the area, surprised by the sweet moan he received that was mixed with a whimper.
It had Azrog groaning, repeating the action as he fucked up into his pet over and over. He relished in the way the tight walls milked his cock, even as his pet sobbed and cried. He was excited for the day that his precious would be begging for his cock, wanting nothing more than to please him. That would come with time, of course, and trust.
For now...
"Give me a kiss, little elf, and I will make you cum." The words were a low growl as his hand shifted to grasp the elf's neck, tilting his head back. The fogginess seemed to be returning to his gaze, but that was okay. The elf would be completely healed in a few more days, and until then, he was going to train his body to take his cock like a pro.
"No~" the words were a pathetic sob and Viann's lips, but the orc didn't give him a choice. He leaned down to capture his lips, dominating him with ease as his thrust quickened. He was slamming into him over and over until he wailed into the kiss, his back arching.
His cum splattered onto the orc's abdomen, and a wail of despair washed over him. He had just cum from being fucked open like a whore on an orc's cock. A cock that was destroying his insides, carving a place inside just for him.
The groan that echoed in his ear had him whimpering as the orc thrust over and over until -
A gasp escaped Viann' his eyes going wide as he was suddenly filled with buckets of cum. His stomach destended from the unnatural load, it even squelching out of his ass around the cock inside of him.
"Fuck, pet, god, you are perfect. Perfect. I am going to fucking keep you forever." The orc groaned above him before he was being guided into another kiss, this one gentler than before. It had Viann whimpering quietly, before he felt water and something small slip down his throat.
Then, he was held to the orc's chest with that cock buried inside him to the hilt as unconsciousness threatened to take him. As he began to fade in and out, he could hear the man above him speaking low words as the fingers of one hand prodded at Viann's stuffed hole, while another gently massaged over his bloated abdomen.
"I will be your new master, little elf. I will take such good care of you. Much better than the other bastards here. You will call me Azrog."