We were separated from our hunting party deep in the woods. Just me and a whelp barely old enough to carry is broadsword, dusk was setting in and we knew that we would not be able to rejoin the others by time night fell, so we decided to make camp and head back to our stronghold at first light.
"Whelp! Retrieve more wood for the fire, while I check the traps." I order.
*Sigh* "Yes, sir." Said the whelps who's name I forget.
"Where is your Orc honor, you don't sigh when given an order from an elder." I snap.
"My apologizes, sir. As you know, I am not full Orc, I share blood with the humans." Says the whelp.
"Nor am I! I share blood with the elf's, but I still keep my Orc honor!" I say loudly.
"I take my leave, sir."
"You better." I say as I head off in the opposite direction of the whelp. While checking the traps and finding nothing, I move forth to my last set of traps. I see a light from the trees in the distant. Happily I brought my weapons, maybe the holder of the light could be relived of some food and other goods.
Tracking through the brush trying not to make too much noise, I hear in a distant idle chat, between two females of the elf race.
"I need some hard cock between my legs tonight." You say.
"Have you completed you conquest, yet m'lady." Asked your companion.
"No, I am yet an Orc and a Wolfblood."
"You are going through with the Orc?! You know that when they relieve, the barbs on their giant members, shoot in all directions penetrating the lady parts of their partners insides so that they can implant their seed deep inside." You companion explained.
"How do you know, maybe it is just a myth, like how all Darkeyed's have the biggest cocks of all the races." I hear you retort.
"Do they not?"
"NO, the human I was with, was far bigger than the Darkeyed, I was with." You say now almost to my position.
"Now is my chance, and yours." I think to myself, as I jump out and grab you both by the hair, both of you kicking and screaming.
"Get off you bitch." Your companion screams.
"Lets us go! We will give you whatever you want! Just don't kill us!" You beg.
"Kill you and I can have whatever, I want anyways. Now shut up, you Woodkin are too squealy." I say. Your companion starts to screech and it hurts my ears. Not being able to take anymore, I smash your head together, knocking you both unconscious. Picking you both up and throwing you both over my broad shoulder with my free hand I see that one of my traps has won us a large rodent. Picking the trap I head back to camp.
"Where have you been?" asked the whelp even before seeing me.
"I return with food and...entertainment." I say as I approach with you and your companion slung over my shoulder and trap in hand. "Now hand me those bindings."
"Where did you get them, and why did you take them?" asks the whelp.
"Listen human blood! You take the squealer and I will take the elf slut. Take her into your tent and make her squeal again."
"I... I don't know yet the touch."
"Well it looks like you will get it tonight."
"I don't know if I will rip her apart and with her not being prepped she could die!"
"There is only one way to find out."