Orc Raids & Slave Girls
A Monster Tales Series
All Characters Depicted In This Content Are Fictional & Of Legal Age (18 Or Older).
Northern Europe - 2078 B.C - 1000 Years Before The Orc Extinction
Dahlia laid awake listening to her father's snores as she watched the sun's first light glimmer across a small window in her family's cabin. Rhythmic bursts of hot air hit the back of her neck emanating from her mother who was sleeping directly behind her. The breathing tickled, but she dared not move to scratch her neck. She was waiting for her father to wake up and take her mother right next to her as he did every morning. Her only choice was to lay there and pretend to be sleeping to avoid any anger from him. Thinking about her father fucking her mother reignited the fear she had lived with these last two weeks. She thought back to the conversation she had with her mother that started it all. "You better get your little pie ready girl. Because it is about cooked and your father loves pie." Her mother had said to her while sitting around the fire.
"What do you mean mummy." Dahlia replied.
"Don't be daft!" Her mother scolded. "You know what I mean. Your cunt. Your pretty pink cunt that your father stares at every morning as he uses my ass, imagining its your pretty cunt!" Dahlia had looked at her mother in shock and horror.
"Mother!" She said breathless. "I would never do anything like that mummy!" Her mother looked at her as if she was a fool, then laughed.
"You stupid, stupid girl." Her mother said with a chuckle. "You don't have a choice girl. One of these days your father is going to wake up, and instead of bending me over, he's going to bend you over." Her mother's eyes pierced Dahlia with an intensity she had never seen. "So you better get that pretty little cunt and asshole of yours ready. Because pretty soon, your father is going to be fucking them at will." Remembering the conversation caused Dahlias heart to race just as it had that very day. She heard rustling behind her and was ripped from her daydream back into terror. She listened trying to make out who was moving, then she realized she couldn't hear her father breathing. She clenched her legs shut and prayed to the God's that today was not the day her father would bend her over. Thor, Odin's son, protect and watch over me, she repeated in her head. Suddenly her heart stopped as she heard her father clear his throat.
"Wake up woman." He spat as she heard her Father kick her mother.
"Huh?" Her mother groaned.
"Bend over." She heard her father command. Her mother gave no protest and immediately did as she was told. She heard her mother cry out in pain as she buried her head in the blankets to drown out the noise. father must be sticking it in her ass this morning if she is crying Dahlia thought. She laid there motionless thinking about what her mother was feeling. She knew she would find out soon enough, but she wanted to be ready for it somehow. The smell of shit drifted into her nostrils as her mother's crying became louder. She started to wonder if she would shit when her father took her in the ass. "Shut up whore!" Her father roared at her mother out of nowhere startling Dahlia. She heard the crack of her father's hand across her mother's face and the shriek of her mother as the pain set in. Her mother now buried her face in the blankets trying to muffle her crying as well. She heard her fathers' grunts resume and pick up pace. She looked at the wall across the room casting her parents shadow on the wall. Her father was thrusting into her mother violently now. She could hear her mother's cries increasing, signifying the increasing abuse. Louder and louder it got. Dahlia was begging for it to end, she wanted nothing more in this world than for it to just stop right now. With another scream from her mother, she heard her father climaxing.
Suddenly she felt something wet hitting her causing her to jump in fear. She looked down at her hand and saw a thick rope of white liquid laying across her knuckles as she felt another burst of hot wetness hit her cheek. She couldn't believe it. Her father had shot his come all the way over to her. Did he do it on purpose? She thought frantically. She continued staring at the cum running down her hand motionless. The cum on her cheek began its decent as well, turning cold as it slid across her lips. She knew her father would make her mother drink his cum often. Sometimes, he would stick his penis in her mouth and cum, beating her if she didn't drink it all, other times he would make her lick it up off the floor. As the thought ran through her head, Dahlia parted her lips and snuck her tongue out to taste the cum making it's way to her chin. The taste of salt erupted on her tongue as the smell of fish curled up her nose. This doesn't taste good she thought, but steadied herself and swallowed it anyway. "I"m going back to sleep woman. Wake Daliah up, I want breakfast on the table before I wake up or I'm going to bend you over it." Dahlia heard her father say at last. A sigh of relief washed over her. She always prefered the mornings he slept in.
"Yes Husband." Her mother obediently responded. "Dahlia Wake up girl!" Her mother barked at her in a whisper. She knew her mother loved her but hated the way she treated her.
"Yes mummy." Dahlia responded.
"Ungar! Where is the gold haired Human Pussy you promised! I've spent 6 weeks trampling North through the snow, fucking this same stinky brown-haired bitch. Where is the gold haired pussy!" Egmar roared as he threw the brown-haired bitch to the ground he had previously been fucking. He spit on her as she hit the snow laden dirt with a scream.
"They are here! You must trust me Egmar." Ungar replied with a growl in his voice. He was the leader of this raid. Not Egmar. "Dag has a gold haired whore with the sweetest and pinkest pussy you have ever seen." He continued annoyed he should even have to explain anything. "Dag said he traveled north with a raiding party from the black rock clan, so far north he thought he would never return. Where the land is blanketed with snow." Ungar looked around gesturing with his hands at the snow that surrounded them. "We are close Egmar. If you want to go back, no one is stopping you. But me and my son will be tasting Gold haired pussy before we go anywhere." He finished with a look that clearly cast dispersions on Egmar's honour.
"Go back?" Egmar roared in anger, disgusted that Ungar would dare to question his motives. "Oh no Ungar, I'm not going anywhere." He continued with a threat laced in every word. "You drug me on this raid with promises of the most beautiful human cunt and you are either going to find it or you will find my blade." Egmar kicked the human bitch as he spat on her and walked away before Ungar could respond. But Ungar watched him as he moved down the mountain. His eyes like daggers burying into Egmars back. Egmar was not to be trusted he thought. He might not return from this expedition if he continued like this.
"Mum, can I go back to bed?" Dahlia whispered to her mother after her chores had been finished. Her mother sat across the fire cooking breakfast.
"Are you mad girl?" Her mother spat at her, a look of disgust on her face. "You heard your father." She continued in her disgusted tone. "Now get moving or I'll let him bend you over the table, and believe me, it's going to hurt way worse than a spanking." Dahlia gulped and looked down at her lap. She now knew her time was really close. She had a suspicion that her mother would eventual just let her father start fucking her so he would leave her ass alone in the mornings. After the beating her mother got this morning, she was sure it would be soon, and now her mother was threatening her with it. She almost began tor cry at the thought of it. Tomorrow morning could very well be the morning she has dreaded for the last two weeks. Her ass puckered, and she felt a rush of liquid between her thighs as a little pee escaped from her in her fear. She looked at her mother who was staring at her with an evil smile across her face. She knew her mother knew what she was thinking, and she couldn't believe her mother would be so excited that her father would soon be taking her at will.
Her mother always seemed jealous of her. When she was younger she was daddy's little princess and could do no wrong. A few years ago her father started treating her a little differently. He started hugging her longer and rubbing his hands on her body in inappropriate ways. She remembered her mother fighting with her father over it a few times in the beginning. But any fight with her father ended with a beating. Later it grew into what her father called lap time. He would sit her in his lap and start to grind against her rubbing her chest and in between her thighs. That's when she became daddy's little sexy pink pussy girl. Her father would always tell her mother that her pussy was loose and blown out. But Dahlia's pussy is tight, beautiful and sweet he would proclaim knowing that it killed her mother to hear him say that. She looked back at her mother who had continued cooking but still wore the same knowing smile. Dahlia hated her at that moment. She thought if her father does start fucking her, she would make sure that she became the queen in this family, and she would cast her mother out.