"Stop it, let me go you… you oaf," she cried. She landed another blow with an open hand against the side of the orc’s face to little effect beyond making her hand sting. A second later a hand hit her shoulder and slammed her on her back, and she felt the buttons of her tunic popping as the orc yanked it open, leaving only the thin shift beneath.
"Aww, little elf wants to Porncraft game play!"
Grandar reached for her again, this time grabbing the material of her shift in his hands and giving a savage yank. The material gave way with a tearing sound and suddenly La’raines large breasts sprang into view. They were large, pale globes of flesh, capped with pink nipples that stiffened immediately from fear and the chill air. The elf tried to cover them but the orc knocked her arms aside.
"This going to be fun," Grandar laughed and leaned over her, grabbing one breast in his hand and squeezing it roughly. Le’raine noticed a large buldge beneath the orcs armor that rubbed against her leg as he assaulted her, and the pieces began to fall into place.
Before the orc can get any farther, a voice boomed behind her, deep and gravelly. "What is going on here, scout?"
The orc looming over her looked up. "Chief T’gral. Grandar found this elf sneaking around outside the camp."
Le’raine tilted her head and saw the largest orc she’d ever beheld standing there in dark chainmail with an axe in hand. There was a wicked, violent gleam in his eye, he only had the one, and he looked none too pleased.
"And now what are you doing?"
Grandar seemed to stiffen and raised his head. "Grandar found her, she belongs to him. Grandar is merely taking what belongs to him."
It happened faster than she could have guessed. One moment the orc was on top of her, the next moment he was sprawled on his back and the orc chief stood over her. Grandar was moving, but sluggishly and she could see blood on the chieftan’s fist.
"I am Warcraft chief of this warband, you bring all prisoners to me first, scout. Next time I will kill you," T’gral snarled- that funny Porncraft tales. With on hand he grabbed Le’raines hair and drug her to her feet, grasping one arm hard to keep her from fleeing. She tried to cover her swaying breasts with her free hand, face coloring as dozens of orcs gathered around.
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