The Orcs Pride

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Hiya there! To be honest, I didn't think I would write another story that takes place in the same world as "A knights honour", but I got some inspiration. Though you don't have to have read that story to be able to read this one, this one is chronologically after "A knights honour" and does explain some of it. Also, thanks for the nice comments on the previous story. Hope you enjoy! :D

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Sounds of a conversation between two men drifted her way. She slowly opened her eyes and rolled onto her side. Instinctively, she put her hand under the slight swell of her belly as she stood up. As she reached the door, she started to make out what they were saying.

'...Would love to help...'

'...Problem indeed...Got it coming...'

She decided that he probably wouldn't be very happy with her spying on him, so she simply opened the door and stepped into the familiar room as the conversation fell quiet. She smiled as her eyes were immediately drawn to the man sitting in the ornate chair. He smiled softly back and stuck out his arm.

'Ah, perfect timing. This is the woman I told you about. Her name is Amelia and she's a former knight. Though now, her entire purpose is bearing my children.'

He said it so matter-of-factly that it took the other man a bit by surprise as he looked at the missing knight in her thin gown. She walked right up to the man in the chair and kissed his hand as he raised it towards her. He stood up and stepped behind her. The other man looked even more surprised as he watched the former knight lean back against her captor. Her master moved his hands over her belly and gave her hard nipples a flick, causing her to moan softly.

'As you can see, she's completely under my control. She can of course hear and understand everything that we are saying, however she doesn't really care for any of it. She only wants to make sure that I'm still pleased with her.'

She finally took her gaze away from her master and spared the stranger a glance. She felt no shame as the man's gaze travelled over her body. If her master didn't want anyone to look, he would take care of that for her, she knew. The man in front of her looked even younger than her master, a slight brown stubble forming on his face, his clothes that of someone used to travelling around the woods. A hunter perhaps? Her gaze went back to her master before he even spoke.

'But where are my manners? Amelia, I would like you to meet Torin. He has come to ask for my help.'

'In return, it would also help you of course.' Torin added.

She turned to Torin and tried to really look at him now. Her initial guess of hunter seemed to be correct when she looked from the sheathed dagger hanging from his belt and the short bow on his back. His clothes, a simple mix of dark green and brown.

'As I said Valmer, they are a problem and with your help I can easily take care of them. I got a score to settle and it would make whatever you're trying to do a lot easier.'

She turned to her master as he sat down and answered.

'I could also take care of that lot myself, so why would I assign that job to you?'

'Because they don't deserve your kindness.' He almost spat out.

'My kindness?' Valmer laughed. 'Forgot the part where I brought a female knight down to her most base desires, turning her into my plaything?'

'With all due respect, besides that I can tell from looking at her that you've been very kind to her. She seems well fed and taken care off and that smile on her face is genuine.'

Valmer stayed silent as he seemed to think about that.

'Come here, Amelia.'

She was already moving before he had finished saying her name. She stood next to his chair and couldn't help biting her lower lip. He softly stroked her belly, sending a shiver down her spine.

'Torin here is proposing that he would take care of the orcs to the west of us. In return I would allow him to take control of the conquered lands. What's your opinion on that?'

'Whatever you want, master Valmer.' She spoke automatically as she put her hand over his on her belly.

'No dear, I want you to answer truthfully.'

The ever so slight annoyance in his voice scared her so she quickly stopped daydreaming and started thinking. For the first time in a long while her mind thought not of her master and pleasing him, but about tactics, other species, politics and everything she had studied so hard for before to understand.

'It would be good to have secure lands surrounding us and the orcs are quite the wildcard. Though I would advise striking a deal in such a way that you can make sure they are taken care of, I would also advise to make sure that you stay in control.' She answered, hoping she made him proud.

The warm smile he gave her made her legs wobble slightly as he stroked her side.

'Indeed. I would help you, but in return I want insurance that you keep the orcs in line. If you keep any of them alive that is.'

'I would make an example of all the males, if you want, I can sent them here to work for you as slaves or sell them off to every corner of the world. The women, I will punish differently. They will endure what I see fit.' Torin answered with no sympathy in his eyes.

'Indulge me, why do you want to do this so badly?'

Torin's eyes flashed as he started to think back.

The wooden splinters rained down on him as he just ducked in time for the oncoming club. The brutish orc in front of him growled, ripped his club out the hole in the wall and raised it above his head again. Torin didn't wait for that and ran down the street, past burning and collapsing buildings. Most of the screams had already seized as there were few people able to scream left. The lucky ones got a swift death. The unlucky ones were currently being gathered in the square. A resisting man was quickly silenced in front of everyone else. Torin looked on from the inside of the half collapsed building he ducked into. The orcs, all of them male, had come to his town. They hadn't even spoken a word. The farmers outside the wooden pole wall were the first they reached. After the farmers were either dead or running, the orcs turned their attention to the front gate, which they tore down and then proceeded to destroy the entire town. Now that the survivors were being gathered in the main square, it was the first time Torin saw a female orc among them. Despite the growing hatred he felt towards them, he couldn't help but admire the strong female who proudly patted one of the biggest male orcs on his shoulder. Just like the males, her skin had a slightly green tone, her hair was black and braided in a single long tail falling down her back. But his eyes were mostly drawn to her figure. Her breasts were contained in a simple piece of cloth wrapped around her chest. Her wide hips coming out from under her leather skirt, she looked smarter and more civilised than the brutish, hulking male orcs. Nevertheless, she was still obviously an orc and Torin felt his hate turn to her personally when he saw her grab a child away from their screaming mother. The female orc shoved the crying child to one of the orc soldiers and backhanded the mother who fell back into the crowd.

'Kill the useless ones. The rest we will take back with us.' He heard the female orc growl.

He turned and fled his own town as he heard more screams rising behind him.

Torin looked at the small vial in his hand and tried to listen to Valmer as he explained.

'So since using it on Amelia, I've been able to increase the strength of the serum. It's still most effective if it's put into food, water or even in the air. That and I haven't tested it on orcs so I don't know how well it will work on them. It now gives whoever wears one of these control over the ones effected by the serum.'

Torin only heard half of it as he saw his revenge in the small vial and the amulet that Valmer handed him.

'What if I brought you one?' he said absentmindedly.

'An orc? I suppose I could test on them, but if the effects are the same as with humans, there will also be a difference between males and females. Of course, if the effects are different, then there is no way to say what might happen.' Valmer answered as he squeezed his arm around Amelia, sitting on his lap.

'I'll see what I can get my hands on. So, do we have a deal?' Torin said extending his hand.

Valmer shook it in silence and stood up.

'Good luck and have some fun with it.' Valmer said as he stood and turned out the room, swatting Amelia's ass, making her yelp.

Torin didn't pay them any mind as they left the room. His mind going back to his burned home, the screams of the people he knew, only because those damned orcs couldn't stick to their own lands. He could kill them all, it would take time, but he could. Having trained his whole life to become a hunter and fleeing from orcs half the time taught him some valuable lessons. But he didn't want to end the orcs that way, he wanted the responsible ones to suffer. His feet carried him out the door as one of Valmers servants showed him the exit. He turned to the servant right before he left.

'That woman, Amelia, what can you tell me about her?'

'She harmed many of us when she barged in, thankfully no one died. Master Valmer knocked her out and treated her accordingly.'

'Right but how quickly was he able to break her?'

'Within a week. Even strong-willed people would not be able to resist Master Valmers works for very long.'

'Good.' Torin said with a smile and he headed out into the forest.

Valmer looked out the big window of his bedroom at the small figure disappearing in the forest. He growled contently as he held Amelia's arms and pounded her from behind, making her tits and belly sway softly.

'You think he will be able to get rid of our little orc problem?' He asked her as he kept fogging her mind with pleasure.

'Ungh, yesss massterrr.' She grunted as she pushed herself back towards him with each thrust.

He smiled as he let go of her wrists and grabbed her swinging tits.

'I know for a fact what he is going to do with those female orcs.'

'Unhuh?' she "answered" absentmindedly.

'He's going to turn them into willing slaves, he might even breed some of them.'

'Oh yes, breed meeee.' She responded, only hearing what her pleasure-controlled mind allowed her to.

'Oh but dear, I already have.' He said as he moved his hands to her belly and slowed his thrusts. 'Right, dear? Has your horny pussy been filled? Has my good little knight learned her place beneath me?' he growled in her ear as he massaged her belly.

'oohhhh, unnhh, I have, master, I'm yours.'

He held still, buried to the hilt inside her as he kissed her neck. She tried to move back against him but couldn't move in his grip.

'Please master, please let me bring you pleasure. I want you to cum for meeeee.' She almost whined as she tried to move her ass around.

'Oh I intend to, but I want to give you a little challenge before I do. If you pass, I just might cum inside you.'

She instantly fell silent and stopped moving as she wanted to make sure she could pass his challenge.

'I want you to imagine what he is going to do to those orcs, enslaving the males and making the females his concubines. He is going to do with them what I've done to you. Now for the challenge: Tell me what the females are going to say to him by the end.'

She was quiet for a moment as she brought one hand to her belly with a content smile and whispered. 'Thank you, master.'

Torin pulled back his bloody knife as the orc underneath his boot finally stopped moving. He pushed the body into the nearby river and walked away like nothing happened. His plans had been set in motion for a while now, but he wanted to make sure that none of the orcs left the town he was focusing on. He had snuck into their town many times at this point, putting the honey substance in their wells and food storages. Valmer had also taught him a way to make more of the substance, so he had no shortage of it. As far as Torin could tell, it had started to affect all of them. While the expected increase in the female's libido had occurred, there had also been a change in the males. They had seemed to have gotten slightly weaker, but because all of them became weaker together they didn't seem to notice, the females however, did notice. The small army of mercenaries he created was already on its way. He knew he would be able to make quick work of this settlement, but still wanted to make sure everything went according to plan. He looked down from the tree he just climbed into. The town was filled with sounds as all the orcs went about their daily business. Here and there, Torin saw male orcs trying to get it on with some of the females, but unlike normally, the females refused. Torin smiled and allowed himself to fantasize a bit right as the one orc he had set his sights on, walked out of her house. His smile almost became maniacal as his eyes never left the female orc who had raided his town. He had discovered that she wasn't just any orc. She was the mate of the current ruler of this town. Said ruler, however, was a bedridden, wounded orc. Because of this, she had been able to take over the town without much trouble. He saw her scowl as she bossed around some of the dumber looking orcs. His trained eye was able to make out many details, even at this distance. The slight sheen of sweat on her shoulders and breasts made it seem like she was almost shining. Her frustrated brow made him smile even wider as he knew she was annoyed beyond belief, unable to pleasure herself. All the other female orcs could at least try, but for her it was even worse as her husband was unable to do basically anything and she somehow expected to lead their tribe with a near constant throbbing between her thighs. Torin had long made the decision that she would be the most logical one to conquer first, but at this point she was also the one he wanted to break the most. He sighed wistfully as he watched her shout something at one of the more annoying male orcs and went back into her house. Torin started to climb down the tree and disappeared into the forest.

'So, what is the status of your little project?'

'So far so good. As you told me, the female's libido would likely increase without them being able to make themselves orgasm. There has actually been a very nice side-effect too. All the males have gotten a lot weaker physically.'

Valmers eyes went slightly wider and he absentmindedly stroked Amelia's hair as she sat next to his chair.

'So it would seem it's working very well in your favour.'

'It is, though they are still too strong for me to capture one without them noticing and then dragging that one here. I did have to kill one or two that tried to get away from the village.'

'Nevermind that, if the serum is working as we would prefer then I don't particularly need any test subjects.'

'Oh it's working allright. I've been able to hire a few mercenaries who are interested in helping me take out the entire town in one go, for a little reward of course.'

'And you expect me to reward them?' Valmer asked, narrowing his eyes.

Torin simply laughed.

'No, I have a way to pay them. A part of the payment however is a submissive female orc to do with as they please. That was the reason I came here to ask if you are okay with that.'

'Yes, that's fine. Besides maybe experiments, I don't have any interest in the orcs. Although I have something that might make it even more interesting for you in that box over there. Anyhow, you get them out of my hair and you can do whatever you want. Although, I am curious as to how a small force of a few men can take them all out.'

Torin smiled and opened the box, closed it again after a few seconds and stuck it under his arm.

'Many humans fear orcs, but they aren't that much stronger than humans. I've personally picked these people because I know they can easily take down an orc or two.'

'Very good, I suppose next time we meet you will be lord of an orc town?'

'I can promise you they will all call me master.'

'We'll see.'

Ragna stood at her big wooden table, gripping the worn edges. Sweat dripped down her body as she grunted softly. What's happening to us? She thought again, having asked that question for days on end. Her pussy throbbed with need but she couldn't relieve herself. Her womb almost screamed at her as she angrily glanced at the orc who was supposed to pleasure her. As she had done many times these last few days, she walked over to his bed. She couldn't remember if she ever loved him. He hadn't been out of his bed in months and now that her mind became plagued with constant, unrelievable pleasure while she was expected to lead the entire town, she barely saw anything else then the one thing holding her back. She took a step back as one of the few logical thoughts in her mind came forward. She knew all the other female orcs were experiencing the same as her and somehow the male orcs had gotten weaker? She shook her head and stepped out of her house. She walked around, getting more annoyed by the minute. Were the gods punishing them? All she saw were the same annoyed and horny faces on her fellow orc women and all the orc men sitting around pathetically or trying to pretend they hadn't lost their renowned strength. She had considered seducing one of the younger men but none of them dared lay a hand on her, with the chief still being alive. It was when she reached the well in the centre of the town that she heard the noise. A cracking noise that became louder the longer it went on until it stopped and was followed by a loud bang. She instantly turned on her heel, looking down the main road at the broken gate. The big, wooden door had been completely broken off its hinges, leaving a big hole in the palisade wall. In the dust-cloud that came of the fallen gate she saw some movement. Despite her state, she didn't hesitate as she unsheathed her personal dagger and called all nearby orcs to join her as she hurried to the commotion. By the time she arrived it was clear to her that they were being attacked. Two guards lay dead on the ground. Why hadn't they sound the alarm? Who had been able to sneak up through open fields towards the gate, break it down and kill their guards so easily? The head of an orc flew by her as his headless body dropped to the ground. She turned around and the first thing she noticed were his eyes. An older human with only hate in his eyes looked at her for only a second before crossing swords with an elderly orc. More humans appeared through the dust-cloud as it settled, seemingly killing every orc they got their hands on. Ragna quickly called all the remaining orcs to form a circle with her as more joined their fight. She smiled. These humans are good, but they will all die here, or maybe she would keep some of them as slaves. Her thoughts of victory were quickly squashed as the bodies of her fellow orcs started to pile up around her. The humans didn't even seem to have lost one of them. How was that possible?! Ragna thought, as she used almost all her strength to lift one of them up and throw him away. He simply rolled on the ground a few times and got up to charge her again. She held her blade ready but the man she just threw was held back by another man. This one was younger than most of them and yet they seemed to listen to him. His steel grey eyes looked her up and down and he simply pushed the other man towards some of the ongoing duels. The man in front of her brandished his blade and smiled.

'With whom do I have the pleasure?' He asked, not a trace of politeness in his voice.

'Ragna, chieftess of this town and I will be the last thing you see.' She threatened.

The man simply smiled, annoying her even more. She looked him up and down, from his strong and toned physique to the way his hand tightly gripped his sword.