Chapter 4: Archmage Subjugated
Jaina Proudmoore could no longer keep track of the days that passed. Time blurred as one session with the Pride Breaker blended with the next. In between her so-called training, she was given 8 hours to rest. But all too soon, she would be brought before the dreaded goblin tech again, and forced to take it up the ass for another 8 hours.
Her meals consisted entirely of a liquid nutritional drink spiked with Aphoria. It kept her healthy enough, but more importantly, kept her ass primed for her training sessions. Although they never fully explained it to her, through deduction and overheard conversations, the archmage had gathered the gist of the hated drug. The Horde had somehow captured a prime sha they were calling the Sha of Lust. Using it, they were able to extract some of its essence into the potable form known as Aphoria. Its effects were highly potent, causing the human to feel constantly aroused, and making her climax from the Horde's perverse treatment, despite her best efforts to resist.
Bit by bit, her resolve had begun to crumble, chipped away by the vile abuse. The once strong-willed leader of the Kirin Tor was slowly losing herself. By the end of the first week, she was just about ready to surrender. After holding out for so long, no one could blame her.
At this point, her jailers were regularly inflating the Pride Breaker's nozzle plug to nearly the maximum size. A week of anal conditioning had indeed increased her asshole's ability to take in larger objects. Although still surprisingly tight with nothing up inside of it, the archmage's sphincter had learned to stretch obscenely beyond what she ever thought possible. She was also cumming more easily from anal stimulation. Yesterday, the collar around her neck had registered 35 orgasms throughout the day, a new record.
As the door to her cell opened, Jaina stood up apprehensively, a vanquished spirit. As usual, she was led back to the dungeon room that housed the Pride Breaker. But this time, she was surprised to see Garrosh standing in front of the machine, smiling at her as she walked towards it. This was her first time seeing Garrosh again since the first day.
"Ready for another day of training, my dear?" asked Garrosh.
Jaina wanted to yell at him. To come up with some kind of vitriolic quip about the orc's cowardice. But the truth was, she wasn't ready for another day of training. She didn't think she could last another day. As much as she wished she could tell the evil son of Grom to go to hell, she was frankly terrified of angering him. Instead, she hoped guiltily that she could appease him, and maybe finally get out of this dungeon.
"I... I'm not. I can't do this anymore, Garrosh. I'm asking you to please stop this. Respect the law of war, as any honorable warrior or general would." Jaina implored weakly.
"How interesting. You didn't sound so diplomatic the last time we spoke. Why the change of heart?"
"You win Garrosh. I'll... I'll do what you want. Please, just, no more."
"We'll see if you've truly learned your place, Alliance scum. Firstly, you've appealed to some foolish Alliance notion of ethical war. Honor exists on the battlefield, but it is not the kind decided by weak human philosophers, far from the front lines. Secondly, honorable treatment is reserved for worthy foes. You are hardly that. To me, your previous life as a leader of your people means nothing. To me, you're nothing but a filthy whore. And you should address yourself as such."
Jaina paused only a short second, before speaking.
"Yes, you're right Garrosh, I'm nothing but a filthy whore," she said mechanically, her eyes cast downward.
*SLAP!*
Garrosh gave the archmage a swift slap across her face, nearly sending her to the floor with the force of it
"Uhnf!"
"How dare you address me with such insolence!" he growled.
Thinking quickly, Jaina figured out her mistake.
"I'm very sorry... honorable Warchief. A... A whore like me has no right to call you by name. Please forgive my transgression."
"That's better. But that's not how a whore apologizes, is it?" Garrosh asked as looked at the human wickedly.
Again, it didn't take long for the intelligent archmage to realize what he meant. She began walking towards the orc.
"No. A whore doesn't walk," instructed Garrosh, as he pointed to the floor.
Slowly, her face becoming red with the humiliation, Jaina lowered herself onto the floor, and began crawling on all fours towards Garrosh. When she reached his feet, still staring at the ground, she asked:
"How may this whore please you, in order to properly apologize?" she asked.
"You can start by satisfying me with your mouth," grunted Garrosh.
With great reluctance, Jaina reached up towards the orc's belt buckle.
"Wait. A whore should always ask permission before touching me," said Garrosh, enjoying his power over the defeated sorceress.
"May I please pleasure you with my mouth, my Warchief?"
"Let's see if you can," he replied.
After unbuckling his belt and lowering his trousers, Jaina saw that the orc was already fully erect. Although she had seen it before, she still gulped in trepidation at the sight of his tool. It would not be easy taking that all in her throat. Still, there was no point in delaying the inevitable. If she did well, it could ultimately save herself a lot of abuse in the long run. And so, the archmage extended her tongue and began giving her first blowjob ever.
The powerful musk hit her first, almost causing her to recoil. But fearing what punishment awaited such an action, the human pushed forward and started to lick the head of Garrosh's cock. Although she would never admit it, the initial taste was not nearly as unpleasant as she had assumed it would be. In fact, it had almost no taste at all, except for a minor saltiness. Armed with this knowledge, Jaina felt confident in going further, and started giving slow, long licks along the length of the orc's cock.
Continuing her mission, Jaina then decided to take one of his balls into her mouth and suck gingerly on it, to Garrosh's apparent satisfaction. As humiliating as all this was, his groan of pleasure encouraged her, and caused her to hope this wouldn't last much longer. She did the same with his other testicle, licking it gently before taking it in her mouth and bathing it with her tongue. Then she went back to the shaft, licking and kissing along its length over and over again.
