Good Stable Hands Iii

Contains: M / M+, Submission, Punishment, Monster (Troll, Orc), Foursome

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The warm rays of the morning sun woke me precisely where the foxling servant had left me. My naked body ached from the last night's battering and I hardly had any strength to rise.

Someone had brought a glass of shimmering liquid next to my night table. I stared at it for a while as the light danced around it. Getting up was hard, but I managed to wrench myself up and sat on the edge of the bed. I took the glass next to me into my hands and twirled my fingers over its surface, the liquid was still cold and I decided to take a small sip.

It tasted bitter, but something in it made my soreness disappear, so I decided to down the whole glass with one quick swig. Near the window, there was a low bowl with water in it, meant to be used for washing oneself. After taking in the morning sun, I washed myself only to hear a loud clearing of a throat behind me.

The foxling I had met yesterday stood at the door frame and looked at me expectedly.

"Master wants to see you now," he uttered and waved his hand at me, beckoning me to follow him. I quickly grabbed my clothes, when the foxling chortled "Really now? Do you really think you're going to need them?"

"Oh... I see," I spluttered back as I got the hint. I dropped my worn clothes back on the bed and followed the foxling as he led me to the other side of the mansion. The whole building was full of opulent decorations and valuable items. Sunshine made the warmly-colored walls glow. As we arrived, I was led into a large room with bluish and golden hues and a large canopy bed tucked nicely across from the doorway.

The huge mountain troll, my master, laid on the bed, drinking his morning wine from a gorgeous crystal glass. The blue blanket covered only the bottom half of Master's body. The colors around him made his ashen skin look more vibrant. Master's bulging breasts sagged over his round fat belly. Greyish furlike hair covered his body except for his large tusks and horns. I tried to cover my small naked body with my hands as I entered the room.

As he turned to look at me, I realized why I had been summoned. The heavy fabric covering his loins was slightly raised and when he saw me it grew larger.

"Come here, toy," Master called, and like last night, I obeyed immediately.

I walked over to his bed and crawled slowly towards him. Master put down his glass and moved the blanket aside, letting me see that wonderful chubby cock again. It was swaddled inside a pouch, yet clearly yearning to be released.

"You did well last night. Today, you need to do better," he said nonchalantly.

"I will do my best," I answered back as I stared at his growing member. His body earned for me as mine did for his. I slipped closer and knelt next to him. Gently, I began to massage his pouch, feeling the rod inside of it. He slapped my naked bum and then lifted it up so that I was bowing down to his crotch. With one hand, he fondled my cheeks as I got aroused from his manhandling.

His thick crown popped out glistening from his fluids.

"Your skills are wasted as a stablehand, you're much more suited to be my whore," he taunted me.

"Yes, my lord, I can be your whore," I answered without looking back at him, dazzled by the member I was rubbing. I yelped when he slapped my cheeks again, much harder than before.

"I told you to do better!" Master lashed and hit my cheeks third time.

"I-I'm doing my best!" I shivered back "Let me serve you, my lord."

He huffed in frustration and reached to get something from the drawer of his bedside table. He then forcefully pressed my head against the soft mattress and lifted my butt even higher.

"Maybe this will inspire you," he growled, sounding thrilled.

He had picked up a string of stiff pearls, each about the size of a small plum. He then wet them with the fluids coming from his pouch and started to push each one one by one into my unripe hole. I cried every time he forced one in. He must have put in at least a dozen of them before he pushed my butt back down. The action had finally popped his thick shaft out, only leaving the end knot inside.

I panted against the mattress when he tugged the string, making me gasp sharply. The pearls put pressure against my walls and I whimpered in response. Master had begun to rub his hilt, my agony beneath his touch pleased him greatly. With each pull I whimpered more and more, my pain turning into pleasure. His rubbing accompanied by my loud moans made his knot burst out. All the pearls pushed against my opening from the inside and I came, letting out a sharp cry.

Master dropped the string and let the rest stay inside of me. I crawled to the top of his fat belly as he lay next to me and began to suck on his nipples, making them harden. He finally let out a passionate moan and whet his loins against me.

Suddenly, he grabbed my ass and pulled me down towards his cock, forcing himself inside with the pearls. His thick cock was hot and ready to erupt. The pearls inside of me rubbed furiously against his rod with every thrust and he shot his sizzling seed inside, my second climax following not far behind. He then pulled the pearls and his cock out of me, shooting a couple more white strings on my belly.

As soon as he was finished, he pushed me down and got up.

"That wasn't better. Leave," Master snapped as he began to wash himself.

"But..." I muttered, his cum slowly dripping down on me.

"I might give you another chance, but not today. Go and I will call for you if I see it fit," he answered back while getting dressed. Without paying me any attention, the mountain troll left the room, letting his servant in, who in turn gave me a fresh set of clothing and sent me on my way without any answers.

Confused, I took the same forest path I had taken last evening and walked back to the fields. Whatever I had done to displease my Master was out of my reach. My body ached again and I had to walk slowly. The past few weeks had been some of the best and the worst of my life. I felt like I was being constantly pulled into different directions and wondered if staying here was worth the trouble.

The sun was already high when I arrived and my disappearance had not gone unnoticed. The Foreman, a massive humanoid of a man was the first one to greet me, but he was not happy to see me, even though I had given him the pleasuring of a lifetime yesterday.

Twice.

The Foreman yelled at me for being late and not doing my chores properly while the others watched, also looking annoyed. I looked down as I was reprimanded in front of everyone and left when I was given permission. No other worker helped me with the chores that day, just like after my arrival here, I was ostracized from the group. Visiting the centaur did not help either, he refused to let me into his stable. When the day ended, I returned to the worker's house and things had gotten mellower with my fellow workers, they treated me like they had the day before, and I fell asleep on my coarse spring mattress appeased.

The next morning, my body did not ache as much and I returned to work as usual. The Foreman send me to pitch freshly cut hay with another worker. There was a smaller field farther away from the farm, near a pine wood forest where we would spend the rest of the day. The man with me was a sinewy gnoll, who I had seen a few times, but never talked with.

My attempts at starting a conversation were shut down quickly as we walked to the field. When I tried to ask something, he did not answer back, so I decided to keep quiet as well. I stared at his scarred back and black furry spots as he walked in front of me. When we arrived, we worked in silence. The work itself was strenuous for me, but the gnoll seemed to be good at it. At noon we took our first break, sitting apart in silence.

While I saw munching away my apple, he removed his sweat-stained top and sniffed the air with his long snout. The gnoll's ragged fur was dirty yet dense. His head turned suddenly towards me and he walked closer while sniffing the air. His bitter scent filled the air as he stood right before me, still whiffing the air around us as I sat next to a dead pine tree.

"... Uh, can I help you?" I asked when suddenly an arrow flew through the air, piercing the gnoll's throat, killing him instantly. I hit the ground and hid behind the fallen tree as I saw three large dark-skinned orcs in leather armor step out of the forest. They barely missed me when they stepped towards the dead gnoll and lifted it into the air.

"Hah! Easy prey!" One of them said and the others laughed in unison. I pushed my back against the tree when I felt a dry branch beneath me snap. The orcs immediately turned to look at me and the biggest of them leaped towards me, grabbing me by the neck and lifting me into the air like they'd done to the gnoll. I kicked myself free and ran, only to be caught by a second one by my shoulder.

"Little elf, little elf, you' 're not going anywhere," he purred excitedly, "Stay down!"

He pushed me to the ground and checked me for weapons. His rough hands groped my body as I tried to struggle, laying on my belly. The orc was heavy and strong, easily keeping me down with half of his hand as he fondled my body. The other side of my face was buried deep into the mud below us when the orc put his whole weight on me.

"Good for nothing elven slut," he murmured and slid a knife close to my neck. I panted and whispered, "Actually, they say I'm somewhat good at that."

Confused, the orc pulled his knife away and asked puzzled, "At what?" Our short conversation had also piqued interest in the other two.

"Whoring," I replied detached, might as well give it a try, I thought.

"Well, then... Do you mind to give us a sip?" The orc on top of me asked with a wide smirk on his short snout, thinking I was just trying to buy more time.

"Why not? I'll show you what I can do and you'll let me live."

"If you're good, we take you to our chieftain, if you fail, we will kill you" he replied back. He had given me his final terms.

"Alright, it's a deal," I said and the orc lifted me from the ground, ordering the third one to keep watch.

The orc sat on the dead pine tree as I undressed in front of him. Making sure he could see everything my slim body had to offer, then I climbed on his lap and kissed his neck, tenderly licking it as he pulled his cock out. I grinded my hip on his lower body when he grabbed me by the waist and spun me around. The second orc stood right in front of me with his thick shaft out. Immediately slapping me with it on the cheek. In conjunction both thrusted their cocks into me and began to thrust in frenzy. I wrapped my hands around the waist of the one standing in front of me and rode hard. First, the one below me drove deep into me and while he pulled back, the second one shoved his shaft into my mouth. The force swung me back and forth, both hitting me as deep as they could get their dirty members in. Both laughed in glee as the third one looked jealous from afar.

All of a sudden I was pushed down to my knees and the first orc penetrated me from behind whilst kneeling. Massive ballsacks hit me in the chin and thighs as the attack continued. I clawed at the ground desperately, trying to reach for something to hold on.

"My turn," yelled the one abusing my mouth and laid down as he pulled me on top of him. I gasped in relief for having been given a small break from the constant barrage. He lined his cock with his friend's and they both penetrated me at the same time. I wailed in heat, my own cock getting harder as they pommeled into my sore hole. The third one had decided to ditch his duty as a watchman, grabbed me by the hair, and took his rightful place in my mouth, all three rammed my holes with primal ferocity, moaning loudly. My limb body trying to keep up with the rhythm.

The first one to come was surprisingly the third orc. He shot massive amounts of cum into my throat and kept his cock in as the other two still pummeled into my hole. Soon my thighs got soaked with their sticky seed as they both thrust deep within and released their loads. All three kept their throbbing rods in me, shooting load after load, when I began to convulse around their shafts and came. As my euphoria passed, they were still lacing my insides with their cum, making my belly bulge from the amount of it. My whole body trembled when they finally pulled out and tied me down. Their seed gushed out of me into the muddy ground.

"Chief will decide what to do with you," The biggest one said wearily as they carried me deep into the forest with them.