The Outcast And The Princess

Hope was all that she had, and it would be hope that finally crushed her spirits. Eryn heard the shouts from her cage and she knew in her heart long before she saw the truth that he had come for her and that he had failed. It shouldn't have been such a surprise. Really, Mordor was a cruel place not meant for the race of Men, yet it utterly devastated her all the same when she was pulled from her prison by the roots of her hair and dragged to the slave market center of Uruk's Hollow and she was forced to face the man that she had hoped and prayed would be her salvation kneeling with a foot on his back and three uruks surrounding him from behind and at his sides.

Hirgon-!

No sound escaped her. Nothing, not even a whimper, as tears rolled down her cheeks and the uruks deafening cheer echoed around her. Eryn didn't want to witness the end but she couldn't take her eyes off of his, even as the headsman declared his transgressions and prepared to raise his axe. As their eyes locked, the ruckus around them waned until it faded. She could only see his face and hers twisted in agony as she read his final words upon his busted and split lips that somehow twisted into a grim but honest smile.

"I am sorry, my love-"

THWACK!

It all happened so fast... For a moment- only a brief, passing moment, Eryn saw the love of her life. A face that she hasn't seen in many moons but one that she always dreamed of seeing one last time... But it shouldn't have been like this. Not like this... Her world ended as her husband's head fell from his shoulders, a sudden and brutal blow that left her own head reeling and in total shock. She couldn't believe it. It couldn't have happened to her Hirgon...! But it didn't stop the blood from gushing from the stump of his neck nor did it stop the headsman from raising the ex-ranger's head high so that all could see that the manscum that tried to poison the lot of them was dead and dusted. Eryn flinched and blinked rapidly as something flew over her head, wet droplets speckling her face making her feel faint and her stomach dropping to her feet.

"Hey! Guess Norûk will finally get to try out that game he's always prattling on about!" There was a roar of laughter around her that made Eryn's ears vibrate. Her knees felt weak and for a brief moment, she contemplated on whether or not she could flee from this place.

Or, perhaps, if she tried, they would finally kill her as well. It was attractive to her, and just as her muscles began to tense, the grip on her hair increased twofold and Eryn was all but yanked off her feet as she was pulled forward, towards the platform that- that... t-that...

"Put 'er down there! Right up front! Just move that scum outta the way! We gotta 'nother to punish, boys..." Eryn's eyes went wide as a loud cheer- more like a roar- rose around her. Her heart sank to her core and every fiber of her being began to tense.

No. No, she can't. She can't do this! Not again! She can't take this again-!

Kicking and screaming only excited the crowd further. Eryn's already petite and now thin bordering on emaciated frame was spat at, slapped, jabbed, punched and kicked as she was pulled towards the market's platform. Her threadbare dress was pulled until it began to rip at the seams. All she could do was cry hysterically as she was pulled through the crowd until the backs of her ankles painfully bounced off of the wooden stairs that led up to the platform.

"P-Please- PLEASE! PLEASE, JUST KILL ME! K-KILL ME, YOU COWARDS-!" Eryn was silenced with a blow to her gut. Something inside of her shifted, forcing a mouthful of frothy bile to expel from her cracked and split lips. Again, she is deafened by the raucous crowd of uruks. She is unable to resist any further as she is thrown down, a now chilled but sticky liquid clinging to her- Wait- N-No-!

A raspy scream escaped her as she tried to backpedal away from her husband's blood. She was allowed no quarter and she was roughly dragged back to the spot, again by her hair, and she was held in place and forced to face the crowd of uruks that were all but salivating at the things they were about to be ordered to do to her. As if they needed the order at all-

"That manscum that broke in 'ere 'n tried to poison us? He came for 'er!" They jeered at her, some brandishing weapons, others simply giving her a look that had her guts revolting against her control and her bladder about to fail.

"An' you boys know what the punishment for attempted murder is!"

"Death!"

"Kill 'em back!"

"Kill the manscum!"

Eryn stared at the blood spot under her knees and struggled to remain conscious.

"But what 'bout co-conspirators? What d'ya think we should do to this little harlot?!" Eryn cried out as her hair was pulled hard enough to lift her off the wooden platform. Cries of cruelty erupted around her and it made her head spin.

"String 'er up!"

"Throw 'er in with the beasts!"

"Feed 'er shrakh!"

"Throw 'er to us-!"

They all knew what would happen to Eryn. She knew what would happen to herself. Eryn still struggled as sharp claws tore into her dress and ripped it from her thin frame completely, leaving her totally bare in front of hundreds of rabid and mad uruks. Some cheered, others howled at her, some shouted about the things they would do to her and- and-

She's already wet-

"I think this little slut could make things right..." There was a loud roar from the crowd but Eryn couldn't focus on anything other than the shame that burned her entire body.

"...by suckin' the poision out the only way she knows 'ow!" Again with the laughter and the jeers... Her stomach was already cramping and her mouth was salivating in spite of her already being dehydrated. Eryn shook her head but was forced to face the uruks, face no longer hidden from her hair, red and clearly flushed with arousal. She gritted her teeth and forced back her tears.

"It's all a tark healer's good for, anyhow!" They were ready and she was not. Eryn's heart throbbed in her ears and prayed for someone- anyone, anything- to save her from this torture. But-

"Have at 'er, boys!"

An all out brawl broke out as the lower ranked uruks fought to get in line. Eryn was intimately aware of how the higher ranks took what they wanted before throwing their scraps to their boys and this time would be no different. Her head was pulled up, a handful of her long, dark brown hair pulled free from her scalp painfully as she was met nose-to-face with a thick, long, hard and throbbing cock. Its greyish-green skin was speckled with grime and filth and the sight alone could make anyone's stomach turn. But its smell-! Eryn couldn't fight back a gag and unfortunately for her, the captain wasted no time in shoving his dick all the way down her throat.

"URK-?!"

Tears streamed down her face as they laughed at her. Eryn gagged one again, hot saliva rising to the back of her throat but she wasn't allowed to pull away from the massive cock that plugged her mouth. I-It's too big-! She- Her jaw will break-!

"C'mon now! Open up wide 'n do what ya do best!" As she tried to pull away the hand in her hair forced her head to meet the thrust of the other uruk's hips.

"Don't be like that! Ya gotta suck it out right! It's the least ya can do after yar manfilth tried to kill us!" Eryn choked as she was forced to deep throat the captain. Her eyes were wide and the more she tried to breathe the more she gagged, nearly suffocating on her own spit and uruk precum and filth. Her face was red with effort and she was slipping on t-the- the blood soaked planks underneath her feet and knees.

H-Hirgon... Hirgon-! P-Please...!

Why did you have to-?

"GURK-?!" A foul combination of salt and copper and something sour hit the roof of her throat as the captain cummed in her mouth. In her panic, Eryn breathed in and out rapidly, causing a stream of semen to shoot out of her nostrils. She was suddenly yanked off that cock and her face was splattered in steaming-hot cum. No sooner than he stepped away was another cock of equivalent length and girth was crammed down her gullet.

Putting her arms up did nothing to stop the continuous assault from unfolding. Eryn's scalp was raw and bleeding from her hair being ripped out and from being scratched. The corners of her lips began to tear as larger and even thicker cocks were forced into her petite mouth. Her body was covered in cum and piss as uruks jerked off around her and relieved themselves upon her.

"Gotta make sure all the boys are clean, you know?!" One laughed as her face was pissed on. Some got into her mouth and Eryn spat blindly into the crowd that had formed around her.

"Ohhh-!~"

"Awww look! She's still feisty!"

"Looks like she ain't broke in after all!"

"Guess we gotta fix that!"

Eryn screamed as she was manhandled onto her back. She kicked and screamed her throat raw until she could taste blood and the sour taste of cum in her mouth. Her wrists and ankles were grabbed and pinned down. One uruk grabbed her hair and forced her head back, shoving his green cock down her throat with little resistance. Another straddled her chest and grappled with her breasts, pinching her nipples hard enough that she thought they would be ripped off and squeezing her breasts so tight that they felt like they were ready to pop. He shoved his hard length between her cleavage and her skin burned from the heat and the friction of his dick rubbing between her tits. When the thick head of a cock began to prod at the entrance of her cunt, Eryn's back arched, Hirgon's partially dry blood sticking to her skin as she strained against her assaulters.

"Fuckin' hell! This tark's soakin' wet! This little bitch must really love uruk cock!" Something inside of Eryn began to shift. She felt like she was about to be sick.

N-No! It wasn't true! IT WASN'T TRUE! She tightened herself as a spear was directed towards her abused cunt. It would fit, she knew it would fit. She didn't want it to though. She didn't want it! Her toes curled as her sensitive nub was rubbed and slapped with a heavy uruk cock.

"Guess that manswine didn't do much for 'er! She's- NNNGHH-! suckin' down my stick l-like 'er life depends on it!" NO! IT'S NOT TRUE! Eryn wasn't trying to move her tongue or trying to suckle on the stinking thing in her mouth! She strains once again but her struggles stutter as sweat-slick balls sat atop her nose, effectively smothering her and her attempts to put up a feeble display of defiance.

"Ha! If she loves it so much, then I'll just-!"

"HURK-?! NGGHHH!! MMMPH-!!!" The uruks holler and cheer as the real raping began.

The uruk groans as he sets his pace, fast and rough and deep in her ass, giving Eryn no time to adjust to his size or speed. Instantly there is pain, but accompanying the pain was a blinding hot heat that made her stomach warm and her already scattered mind to go fuzzy and white. Both her cunt and her asshole were used to this treatment yet she was still tight and hugged his cock hard enough to be painful. But it only encouraged him to loosen her up even more and soon enough, her walls were becoming softer and more compliant and Eryn couldn't stop herself from moaning and moving her hips down and her tongue around the shaft that was still assaulting her mouth.

"F-Fuck! She's suckin' me in deep-!"

"WOO-! That's it, tarkee!"

"This whore's finally learning her place!"

"Hurry up! I wanna turn with 'er!"

Eryn couldn't hear them talking over her own heartbeat and her struggling, choking breaths. With one, two, three hard, sharp thrusts the cavern of her ass was filled with thick, sticky hot uruk spunk. Eryn's hips rose and twitched with her own climax, her pussy left relatively untouched but her body was stimulated enough so that an orgasm was inevitable. She wanted to cry, to beg Hirgon for forgiveness... but she couldn't remember or even think of anything other than the cocks that emptied their sacks across her face and onto her chest and how one after another, cocks invaded her gaping asshole and pumped their stinking seed into her bowels.

"UGH-! N-NO MORE-! PLEASE, LET ME REST! P-PLEASE-! MMMPFHH!" A cock was shoved into her mouth as she spoke.

"If ya got time for yappin' ya got time for suckin'!" Eryn's nose was pinched hard enough that she was sure something was bruised or even broken.

"You should be grateful, manslut! You hadn't eaten in over a week and you're complainin' about gettin' fed?!" A cramp had formed in her guts hours ago and has yet to leave her be. Eryn wanted to vomit or maybe even evacuate her bowels but she wouldn't have the chance to do so with how her gullet and asshole were constantly plugged and pumped full of uruk cum and piss.

Her body was stained with her husband's blood and the emissions of her captors and rapists. Eryn was flipped onto her side but the raping didn't stop. It merely escalated as not one, but two girthy cocks fought their way into her loose asshole.

The burn and stretch was enough to make her scream. Something down there tore wide open but it only urged the uruks to start pounding away inside of her, to the hilt, until their balls were crashing down onto her thin legs and the curve of her still supple ass. Those cocks were rubbing against one another! In her asshole-! It's breaking her apart! I-If it keeps up, she's going to- She's about to-!

"Move o'er! Le's see if there's room for one more!" Eryn's bloodshot eyes went wider as even more pressure was added to her tearing ass.

"MMMMM-!!! HNNN-!!! MMPPFFHH!!!~"

She drowns in cum as three meaty uruk cocks plunder her backdoor and fight one another for dominance. Her insides snap and a flood of piss, cum and shit surges towards her gaping opening. Instead of pulling back in disgust, one grabbed her hips, another her thighs, and the other her shoulders, and continued to violate her as she lost control of her bodily functions.

Eryn vomited as she cummed. Thick, hot, white chunks cover her chest and the side of her face and her hair as her body is rocked like a boat trapped in a violent sea. She can't feel the cum that pours inside of her stretched hole nor does she realize when they pull out of her, their cocks covered in her filth. She can't muster up the will or energy to resist as those cocks are smeared onto her face and forced into her mouth.

"Yer supposed to clean us, not dirty us up more, manwhore!" Eryn could only gag in response, barely able to feel the hot spurts of piss and cum that were aimed at her ruined asshole.

Eryn always provided an ample amount of pleasure and entertainment for the uruks but even they could grow bored with nonstop rape and domination. Or at least, they could grow bored with this kind of domination with ease. This slut would remain for their use, as the warchief had commanded her to remain alive but totally spoiled and ruined from torments of their own making. But she wasn't the only manslut in Uruk's Hollow. There was another on display at the fighting pit, one that challenged a Black Captain and failed utterly in her conquest for revenge and justice.

"A princess, you say?! That 'ore there?!" One uruk pointed to a naked woman, unusual for her dark skin and her light, flaxen hair, that was trapped in a pair of stocks that held her head and hands hostage. They couldn't believe it!

It was Princess Lithariel of Nurnen!

She was as stubborn and proud as the tales portrayed her to be. Lithariel gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, counting the number of uruks she could spy from her... compromised position.

One... seven... thirteen... t-twenty two-

There was too many to fight even if she wasn't already stripped naked and placed into a pair of fucking stocks! The jeers and vulgar comments from the crowd had blood rushing to her head and between her legs. Foul beasts... She would slaughter them all! Her people will slaughter them all! If they so much as lay a finger on her-!

"H-HUH-?!"

Her body jumps as a large, warm hand touches the bare skin of her back. Lithariel tries to look but she can't, so she yells-

"What-?! How DARE you touch me you filthy-!" The uruk ignores her yapping and addresses the audience that filled the fighting pit's stands.

"Looks like we got a good one 'ere, lads!" They roar in agreement. What? WHAT?! Lithariel tries to kick him but she realizes that her ankles were chained to the stocks.

Bastards...!

"I will fucking kill every last one of you if you even think about touching me- EEEEKK!!" The Princess was caught off guard as her pussy lips were spread wide open.

"OHHH-! Looks like we have a PURE one here!" Lithariel strains on her bondage but isn't able to do much other than quake in place and fail her fingers about.

"W-What the FUCK do y-you think- DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!!" She snarled, though it came out more like a pathetic squeak. Some uruks laughed at her, hollering about how no manthing ever 'wanted' her, while others called out about much of a prude she was and that this 'purity' wouldn't last very long here in Mordor. The uruk touching her releases her pussy lips, though not before spreading them so far apart that Lithariel thought something would tear or pop.

"And these hips!" A sharp hiss of breath is drowned out by her heartbeat as either side of her bare waist was grabbed. The fingers were boney and tipped with sharp claws that dug into her soft, supple skin as the fat of her hips and ass were pinched and pulled.

"Great for grabbin' and for birthin'!" Lithariel's eyes went wide.

"W-Wait."

"Now these-" She chokes on her words as her breasts are grabbed from behind.

"-are little to be desired, but they should plump up with the right kind of... stimulation." Lithariel bites back a cry as her tits were roughly massaged and her nipples were pinched and rolled between the uruk's sharp nails.

"D-Don't-! A-AHH-!~" Why does it feel so hot?! Her cunt was throbbing and a wetness was already beginning to dry in the cool Udûn wind.

"W-What do y-you think you are doing?! Y-You insufferable-! NGGHH!!!" She grits her teeth as her breasts were squeezed and pulled hard enough that she thought they might be ripped from her chest.

"Looks like the beastmaster's gettin' 'er ready!"

"Think take after one time?"

"Nah! A virgin bitch's gotta be bred at least a dozen times for it to take!"

Lithariel's blood ran cold, uncertain if she just heard those brutes right. Her heart was pounding in her ears and the shame that pooled in her lower gut made her feel dizzy and weak. Just like those hands did when their grips softened, or when something hard pressed into the puffy, wet mound of her-

"D-DON'T-! Don't fucking touch-! OW-!" Nurnen's princess jumped and clenched her cunt shut as a thick finger began to prod at her entrance. It's sharp and-! Muscles in her abdomen suddenly began to cramp and it felt as though something deep inside of her was set on fire! The motion hurt like hell and Lithariel began to strain against her bindings once more.

"How tight is she?!"

"Bet she'd break its cock-"

"I'd bet my ration of grog she'd take it all in one go-"

"That'd be the difference between a lowly Outcast cunt and a pretty Princess cunt!"

Lithariel struggled to breathe as her virgin pussy was violated by a dirty uruk finger. A beastmaster's finger-! No man has ever touched her before and yet- yet this thing was violating her?!

"I-I WILL KILL YOU!! I WILL K-KILL ALL OF YOU-! UGH!" She never thought something could go so deep down there! The warrior princess gritted her teeth and continued to thrash, a roar turning into a pathetic mewl as a foreign warmth began to build in her loins.

"Now, now... None of that! I swear, all you unbroken cunts are just the same!" The beastmaster hooked his finger against something inside of Lithariel that made her knees buckle and her sight become speckled with stars.