"Fuck!" The female adventurer exclaimed as she stumbled across the uneven cave floor; her long pink bangs slapped against her face as she wildly swung an elegantly glowing sickle fearful her pursuer might catch up to her. "Fuck. Just a little further, come on..." The enchanting rogue breathed heavily as she practically tripped and hobbled down the narrow passageway that gradually led away from the loud slurps and drips within the moist air of the caverns.
She rounded a corner in the rough-hewn tunnel, and with it the sounds faded in the distance. "My legs...I need to rest..." Her hands rested against the sides of the tunnel as she collapsed, the hard rock's coolness soothing against her hands as hot tears escaped her tired eyes. A hiccup left her mouth, and she did her best to stifle any more sounds as she slid down the wall; her weapon clattered by her side as her whole body shivered in the damp darkness.
"Stupid. Stupid, stupid." Her fingers tightened into a fist before pounding the stone, the pain causing her to cry out again. She whimpered, hugging her knees. "I didn't know... how was I supposed to know?"
A scuttling sound echoed down the tunnel, and her head snapped to the noise, her teeth chattering as she stared at the shadows. But no monster appeared, and after a few moments, she let out a sigh of relief and hugged her legs closer. She sat there for a few more minutes, her shaking having subsided some, just sniffing occasionally. She slowly began to unwind when a low, guttural grunt broke the silence.
The hair on the back of her neck shot up and froze in place like thousands of tiny icicles pricking at her skin. 'Run.' She told herself, but she didn't move. Noises of rocks shifting and scraping against each other echoed down the passage, 'Run! Come on damn it! Stand up and run!' As much as she screamed at herself, her body would not obey; only turning around towards the direction she had fled from. Her hand twitched, and with a heavy gulp the woman blindly grasped around and grabbed ahold of her sickle.
"Seems we finally found you, princess" A guttural voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. Panic seized the rogue in an iron grip before giving way to anger; her facial features became taut as she stood up shakily on weak knees.
She growled between gritted teeth. "Stay away from me!" She felt that twinge, that feeling of vulnerability. In fact, it was like someone had knocked away the plaster mask and revealed a whole new person: Not an adventurer of any form of strength or courage, but rather, someone of pure fear.
"Oh princess, I don't wish to hurt you. Your body is much too beautiful to destroy so carelessly." The voice seemed closer as he spoke. It sent shivers down the pinkette's spine which did little to quell her fearful trembling.
'Run!' Filled with adrenaline, the woman turned tail, and ran down the cave passage. She ignored the cool mist of the air and focused solely on those last glimmering lights within sight at the end of the path. Behind her a mad cackle bounced off the walls.
"Haven't we done enough running already?" She shook her head back and forth, attempting to shake that dreadful sound out of her brain. 'Not safe' She kept thinking, 'Away. Away... A-away..' Almost as if she could outrun her mind, the rogue sprinted through the open clearing that opened up at the base of a long rocky staircase carved out of the cavern.
"I can't let you do that princess, not until we get to know each other better!" The voice continued, deep and gravelly with a dangerous edge to its tone. The sound reverberated throughout the tight underground spaces all around, coming at the rogues ears from every possible angle.
She slammed against a crumbled pillar and ignored the sudden jarring sensation caused by the collision. Her legs kicked forward into overdrive; they burned in protest at the excessive motion as the pain threatened to turn them into rubber. The outside wind whipped across her face, whirling up the loose gravel that decorated the floor. Her muscles tightened as she dashed through an archway in the wall, seeing the looming mass of rocks where she knew a city awaited. 'I'm almost free...'
Her ankle buckled under her weight on a particularly uneven step; the rogue fell forward onto her knees. "Damnit! No!" A whimper left her lips as the sounds came closer and closer. The woman struggled to get back to her feet. She groaned and winced in pain. Her knee throbbed where it had hit a sharp rock. The sickle dropped to the ground as she used both hands to push off the dirt and lift herself up. With a stumble, she began to make a run for it, though now her speed had diminished greatly due to her wounded leg. 'Move!' Her mind begged desperately, but it was already too late.
A shadow loomed above, engulfing her own small form and a pair of muscular, green arms wrapped around her torso; thick claws dug into the fabric of her shirt. "Gotcha!" A wild howl of laughter accompanied the exclamation.
"No, no, no, no, no..." Was all the female adventurer managed to say as her captor's hold on her grew tighter. The words were barely audible from the sheer terror in her voice, which cracked despite her desperate attempt to keep her composure intact.
With little effort, the ogre dragged his prize away; the pink haired woman kicking and screaming as she pounded against his bulky chest with her delicate hands. Tears streamed down her face while her eyes wildly scanned the area for anything to help her escape this living nightmare.
"Your friends are already being trained princess, but you insisted on running from for me." He placed a dirty kiss on the top of her head. "Can you hear that sound princess?" Sickening moans rang out down through the long dungeon tunnel growing louder as the orc carried her deeper.
"Such a delightful chorus they're making." Huskily the brutish fiend held her even tighter to his naked chest. Bare green flesh rubbed uncomfortably against the fabric of the women's thin clothing causing her to try and squirm out of his touch. "You'll be making a similar noise once you get your training." The humanoid pig craned down, allowing his wet tongue to lather against the females neck tasting her feminine sweet essence while enjoying the terror painted upon her face.
"You.. leave them out of this." Her voice quivered.
"Did you think you'd stand a chance against me?" His mouth curved into a sadistic smile as he listened to the symphony of obscene noises drawing close. "You should be proud they fought harder than I thought. But alas they couldn't fight the auroma that fills my nest and soon gave up... still alive but broken."
She looked down sadly, "Well... w-we were told it would be easy! Some local lord needed to look good for one of his henchman... Th-they even bragged..." She sniffled, snot running over her bottom lip. Fresh waves of tears burned her eyes.
"Your hero types... never met an intelligent beast before," his grin somehow curled a little further, "too bad you've now discovered what happens to little girls who rush where little girls ought not to." Her face was red and her blue eyes wild as she tried to struggle again, looking from one side of the dark cave to the other as her breathing quickened in pace, trying to suck down oxygen fast enough to keep up with her frantic heart beat; however this proved difficult with only damp cave air rushing down her trachea and filling her lungs with a chill she would never escape. It wasn't as cold as snow, but it was piercing. Enough so that she hoped it might stop the loud rattling noise in her chest every time she inhaled loudly between sniffles.
All around her, darkness consumed nearly everything. In some areas torches dimly flickered, illuminating various torture instruments strewn about on stone tables or hanging along craggy walls; those infrequent spots of yellow light making themselves known even through the tears that blurred her vision.
"P-please. Someone! Save me!" She uselessly begged. A surge of hot air blew across her ear as his mouth clamped down on it.
"There's no one coming, princess." He growled against her cheek, his teeth scraping against the wet skin where fresh tears spilled freely. "Do not fear, you won't be harmed anymore...not unless I want you to," he added, smirking when she flinched from his touch, "you'll serve me now. You will give me strong children."
He chuckled again and pulled her closer against his body; she could feel his warmth against her back as well as something hard pressing against her thigh. The words drilled through the girl's head causing panic to grow like a weed inside of her stomach. She screamed at the top of her lungs again in a feeble last-ditch attempt for someone--anyone--to notice what was going on, and thrashed in the monster's tight grasp once more. "N-nooo. I can't...Ple-ease...Noooo." Her voice cracked as she tried not to cry so hard but failed miserably; the dam had burst and water flowed free. "Anyone..." She whimpered between hysterical wails.
A door suddenly opened ahead revealing a large room filled with several orcs laying amongst furs and pillows; in each other grasps were her party members being mercilessly railed by the horny beasts, their bodies covered in strange tattoos. Their minds were hollow, distant eyes staring towards nothing.
"Now look here and see what fate awaits you. You shall serve us as breeding sows, giving life to the next generation of warriors." The ogre brought her closer and closer to the horror scene; the cries, moans and scent of sex permeated the damp atmosphere, making her gag. "This is what awaits you as my concubine. Don't worry princess, you'll love it once you give in."
