Capture!
(( I have WoW again, so Rhiandra is back~ The Kith has moved location, and she's lost without a home! Please comment and critique, I do appreciate it <3 ))
Rhiandra had been left in the crumbling ruins of the Old Barracks, the Kith's former headquarters, once they had moved to Light knows where. The pregnant woman was in no fit state to help herself or her child, so she set off in search of possible aide. She plodded slowly through the cobbled streets, her outfit doing little to conceal the fact that she had a pup growing in her womb. The collar strapped around her neck revealed that she was perhaps owned by someone or something, shackles clasped to her wrists... she was a slave or a pet of some sort.
Each plodded step told of a weary traveler, the worgen susceptible to any amount of trickery a less noble man would put forth. He had a golden smile and a handsome visage, and once he approached the worgen who seemed to be downtrodden and in need of help, the night elf quickly offered his assistance. He was fairly light skinned for a night elf, and something looked very fishy for such a friendly man, his eyes a strange green rather than the soft violet of a normal elf's eyes.
"Hello miss, it looks like you may need someone's help. I can give you shelter, something to eat and care for... your little one." The man slid a hand to the woman's belly, moving her tucked arms away from it to give it a generous and comforting pat. Rhia was prone to accepting help from strangers, even shady ones! So at the mention of so many things she had missed once the guild had moved, she immediately accepted, nodding slowly to the elf as he led her down the streets and out of the city. Her stomach rumbled loudly and out of his satchel the night elf proffered a loaf of bread with a sleezy but buyable smile.
"Th-thank you..." Rhiandra gently mumbled out, her hands grasping that bread and bringing it to her lips, taking a large strip of it in her muzzle and gulping it down hungrily. Elwynn Forest didn't look the same, and even though she was slightly out of it, the worgen could see that they weren't even in Stormwind's closest forest. The dim lighting of Duskwood was a relief to her tired eyes, glad to have a break from the blinding sun, keeping her mind off of the current situation of being led somewhere unknown. After nearly an hour of walking she found herself in the Swamp of Sorrows, the night elf creeping out of sight, and the sound of staff hitting skull the last thing she heard.
It felt like just moments later that she woke up, the blood elf standing over her, his clothing having changed into something more befitting his self-appointed regality. He mumbled something in Orcish to the green man standing next to him, a wicked grin crawling across the orc's lips as he snickered down at the dazed worgen. Rhia struggled to get up, but the shackles on her wrists had been tied to the bed she had been laid on, her collar still unattached. New shackles had been added to her ankles, keeping her still for the examination.
With a smirk the elf tugged her skimpy bottoms down, sliding a finger across her lips and inspecting her for any damage or sores. He seemed satisfied, moving that digit rudely to the knuckle inside of her, coaxing a pitiful whimper from Rhia's lips, that sudden plunge causing her to immediately wake up. She tugged against the bindings again, barking loudly to try and get her point across that she was not going to put up with this... even if her position didn't warrant any true threat. A whine followed her protest, the blood elf summarily ignoring her sounds as he dug that slender finger around inside of her canal, slowly sliding it outward and nodding to the orc.
"She's good to go?" The orc grunted out in his gruff voice, the elf giving the okay before he strode out of the room, Rhia shivering at the unwanted pleasure, quickly getting a look at her surroundings. The bed she was on was a simple cot, not too uncomfy. The stone room was off of a much larger central room with doorways leading down halls and right into other sections of the building. Orcs walked past her doorway every now and then... it looked like her examination was common place. Walking back in, the blood elf handed the orc a piece of paper, a big grin appearing on his face as he motioned to her pregnant belly.
"Don't worry about that... she's an Alliance bitch. We don't really care about damaging the young if we ride them too hard, yeah?" He cackled wickedly as the orc signed off for his new pet, rubbing his hands together and walking the blood elf out of the room, closing the large hide behind him. The orc lit a lantern for a little mood lighting and unbuckled his leggings, dropping them to the floor with a gruff chuckle. He stepped out of his leggings and walked right up to the worgen, his smelly sweaty body imposing itself right up against hers as he grabbed onto her chin with his firm grip. Pressing his lips against hers, he forced her into a kiss, his dark green shaft pushing against her furry groin... damn it felt good.
Rhiandra whimpered and squealed out as she was forced to kiss the smelly orc, her nose picking up each of his unshowered scents, making her mind swim with the odor. Her sensitive snout picked up another though... something that sadly piqued her interest, coaxing that feral nature out of hiding and forcing her lower regions to heat up and prepare themselves for her captor and owner. The orc noticed this immediately as he pulled away from her lips, smirking down at the worgen as he ground his hips lewdly up against her crotch, his thick green shaft pulsing hotly against those puffy pulsing nethers. He was a big boy, a few inches past a foot and at least three wide, his heavy musky orbs churning with plenty of cum for his new pet.
Not wasting another moment he sat up, placing the fat tip of his shaft against the girl's labia, teasing those quivering lips before sinking himself entirely and brutally inside of her. Rhia squealed out with the sudden hilting of the orc's dick so heartlessly inside of her, her eyes closing tightly at the pain as she gritted her teeth together. This only made her love canal clamp down wantingly on the orc's throbbing member, the silky smooth ridged passage caressing every veined inch of his cock. In response to the spectacular massaging of his new pet's insides, the orc sat there for a few moments, savoring her excellent working of his length before starting a slow pounding of her cunt.
Back and forth the orc's hips worked, slowly moving faster and harder, his shaft pulsing with lust for his gorgeous new slave, eager to claim her for his own. His thrusts quickly became faster and faster, the sweaty musk of the orc filling the worgen's nostrils and taking over her mind, coaxing her to continue pleasing the man rutting her. Undulating around that thick shaft, Rhiandra's perfectly fitted and wonderfully tight pussy worked overtime begging and milking the member for its seed. Her body was so needy, so wanting of everything it could get, not caring that it was stuffed full of something she should hate. Like a beast she began rocking herself into those thrusts, much to the orc's delight, the man ramming a bit harder inside of his slave.
He could feel that climax drawing closer, his cum laden orbs jiggling as the smacked bluntly into Rhia's nearly flat rear end, the worgen letting out barks and yips with each heavy thrust. She was a good girl after all... and she couldn't think of anything better than to pleasure that dick until she was blessed with its spunk. The woman wouldn't have to wait long, that orc's breaths growing heavier with the effort of using his new pet. His hands moved up to her small chest, only a medium B cup because of her pregnancy, groping at the cute little pair, pleasantly surprised at the presence of milk leaking from the nipples.
With a loud roar he slammed balls deep into the worgen a last few times, then held his hips against hers, his thick cum flooding into her passage in heavy gouts. Her sealed womb refused his spunk, splashing those big loads back onto his crotch and over her groin, making a mess of the place. The orc wasn't quite done, emptying a few more shots into her before he pulled out achingly slow, savoring every inch that was being massaged by his slave's cunt. A dribble of his seed splashed onto Rhiandra's crotch as her chest rose and fell with her heavy breaths, the poor girl raped by a still unknown man, used to get him off. The realization set in fairly quickly in the aftermath, causing the worgen to whimper pitifully in despair.
The orc simply laughed at his new pet's reaction, reaching over to pet across the canine's head in a reassuring manner. He cleaned himself up by wiping his dick off on her fur, pulling his leggings back up and buckling them in place before he leashed the worgen to the iron ring nailed to the wall the cot was resting against.
"You stay here." He grunted, pointing at the floor in a gesture used for dogs before he walked out of the room to return to his post. The sounds of whimpers could be heard from the room as Rhia curled her legs close to her body, wondering if being this man's slave was her lot in life from now on. Still, she took comfort in knowing that the pup inside her womb was safe and hopefully would be cared for once she gave birth. For the time being, she laid on the floor, not risking hopping back up on the bed in case she was punished, drifting off into a nightmare-ridden sleep.