Perversion of Major Lyrana

Summary:

Being trapped in a bunker with her battalion was pushing Major Lyrana to a breaking point. Everywhere the elf noble looked was filled with bulging orc muscles while the enemy bombardment hammered the structure above her. So it was only a matter of time until the last of her moral resistance was going to break.

Tags: Elf X Orcs, Fantasy Interracial, Big Green Cocks, Perverse Sex Acts in a Bunker

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Major Lyrana had not stepped out of the bunker complex she was in charge of for over a month by now. And even the last time had been just for a few hours to solve a minor logistical issue in the trench lines around the bunker. So every fiber of her elven being wanted to at least take a walk to someplace that was not an alteration of a metal corridor or dirt tunnel. Though even if the commanding officer of noble blood wanted to go outside just for a walk she knew she should not. Despite the bombardment of the enemy not being as constant as it used to be, there rarely passed even hours before a barrage of some kind hit something.

Not to even mention, the serene forest that had been visible from the top of the bunker had burned entirely weeks ago. Lyrana had not even seen how desolate the surface must have looked by now even if she had read the reports, though that was mostly because she did not want to even look at the pictures. All of it just added to the elf noble's disgust of the tyrannical minotaur empire and their aggression towards her beautiful land of Lyracum.

Even on the lowest levels of the bunker structure, Lyrana heard distant sounds of powerful magic-tech cannons being fired or their blasts landing. So even when taking a walk inside the labyrinthine metal complex, one was getting constant reminders of the war on the surface. A war that had come to a complete halt along the flatlands. By now not even the flying dreadnoughts dared to float over the front line due to the risk of being shot down in minutes by the ridiculous amounts of concentrated firepower on both sides.

Despite nothing on the surface really being Lyrana's immediate concern, she kept thinking about it even as there were more urgent matters involving her battalion. But since she was supposed to be taking a short break to inspect the guard posts, she had nothing else to think about other than how something could affect the safety of the bunker she was supposed to keep protected.

Most guards heard their major approach well in advance just from her steps that were lighter and faster than most orcs of the battalion. So they were very alert by the time she came over the corner to be saluted by them. Even if they only needed to nod under the war protocol unless she addressed them, the green warriors were clearly taking it as an opportunity to stare deep and hard into her perfectly sculpted elven face.

Even when Lyrana walked away, she could have sworn she felt the burning stares of the yellow eyes through her red officer cape into her skin-tight red pants. Though some clearly glanced down her black jacket even from the front. The elf noble had not really thought that there was anything sexual about her officer pants at the academy, but ever since she had assumed her command over the orc battalion, she could have sworn her pants had turned tighter and tighter.

So when Lyrana saw the next pair of guards, she just nodded as a greeting while the two orcs saluted to stare at the golden buttons of her jacket that had some difficulty padding down her notable perky breasts. Though even as it bothered her a bit, what actually forced her to swallow was the way the green muscles of the brutes bulged through their green uniforms. With some of them, it almost looked like they were shirtless with a quick glance. It had especially begun to bother the elf noble after the brutes that were usually at least one head taller, and way bulkier than her, had gotten slimmer over the months while maintaining their muscular build.

By now there had been many sleepless nights Lyrana had cursed the guy who had invented the idea that all-green battalions of the orcs should naturally have green uniforms. As it was clear that even if they would have the blue of the ordinary ground infantry, they would still stand out more than enough from the others. So with minimal eye contact, Lyrana just stormed past the orcs to avoid gaining more memories from glances that would keep her awake at night.

Once past the latest guards, Lyrana slowed down to stroke the front of her tightly tied silver hair with her white-gloved hand before making sure her red beret was sitting correctly on top of her. The move mostly just served to calm her down before she approached the next guard post. Even if she kept telling herself the walks were for her to calm down, at this point, she was not sure if just being trapped in her office would actually calm her more. At least there she usually just met messengers and company commanders besides her staff.

When Lyrana saw an orc that sat on the floor, she immediately froze like something was wrong. For a moment she just thought the lazy guard had just not heard her approach but then her purple eyes hit the thing he was holding on his lap. And it was definitely not a rifle.

Despite being in the command for months now, Lyrana had managed to avoid seeing an orc cock for the entire time, in fact, she had never seen one before. But now this orc just sat on the floor, his cock freed from his pants and he just kept jerking it.

The veins bulged while the green hand slid up and down the shaft while Lyrana just stared at it. Suddenly she realized her lips had gaped and she had stared it happen for several seconds with her purple eyes. And all of it had burned deep into her elven memory. With every detail of the bulged cock, from the skin movements to the greenish texture of the tip.

"Soldier, what do you think you are doing?" Lyrana flared with a mild blush on her beautifully sculpted face. The orc immediately looked up without his hand stopping. In fact, he suddenly just jerked faster while a grin spread to his brutish face. There was certain emptiness in his yellow eyes. An emptiness that Lyrana recognized as it was getting increasingly common among the men who had been transferred from the surface. But she had never seen it this bad before.

The orc's hand moved almost like a blur, like he wished to finish before Lyrana did anything else. It would be so easy for her to use her telekinetic magic to slam him into the wall. But when she thought about what she should do next, an image of her helping the orc reach a climax flashed into her mind. It froze her to just stare since she should not do that.

In the next moment, a strong burst of white creamy substance spurted across the corridor before spilling into the orc's pants. It almost looked like someone had waved a paintbrush to create the trail. Lyrana barely believed her eyes while the raw smell of the semen suddenly burned her nose.

"Major?" the orc uttered and Lyrana saw fear in his yellow eyes. Like he had only now recognized her. Though his hand still kept squeezing on his cock like he was panicking too much to move it.

"Clean this up, soldier," Lyrana uttered and hastily stepped over the cum and walked away. What had just happened was already playing as a replay in her mind and it only got worse when she tried to close her eyes.

** * **

For several minutes, Lyrana just sat in her office chair. She barely believed what had just happened to her even as the sturdy orc cock kept getting increasingly vivid in her mind. But what disturbed her the most, was the reaction of her body.

The constant sounds of bombardment and what it represented had stopped Lyrana from getting to the mood to masturbate, but now her body burned. She was even afraid her tight officer pants might look wet from the front if she stood up.

There was a sudden creak from the metal door and just the way it sounded, Lyrana knew it was Captain Urkok. He had come without knocking for weeks now as Lyrana had told him not to waste time with it. The sound from the heavy metal door was more than enough to tell her that someone was coming and she could use her magic to stop it if she wanted to.

Urkok had clearly thinned from his usual bulk and the way he grunted as a greeting made Lyrana's spine shiver. He did not even bother pushing the door all the way before slipping in to be nodded by his superior. The noble elf had more trouble than usual to not look down, she has just seen an actual orc cock and this company commander's name was basically a cock.

"Yesterday's casualties report," Urkok voiced while dropping a paper on Lyrana's desk. It listed names while the official document she had to fill only had room for numbers. Not that she thought anybody at the army headquarters was even reading the limited reports she was told to send since no reinforcements had been sent for weeks.

Even as the green orc in green uniform stared at the silver-haired elf with mild contempt. She did not care and simply shifted the numbers in her papers. Her officer jacket with golden buttons and decorations was spotless. So were her white gloves and red skin-tight pants. Not to mention her red cape and black field boots. Unlike the uniform Urkok wore that was filled with signs of being sewn after tearing.

"The last elf lieutenant died a hero, you know, killed ten of those monstrosities to stop a breach," Urkok voiced. Lyrana more than knew about the incident, the minotaur empire had begun using summonable demons as the main assault force for some time now, and they were getting better at it.

"What are you trying to say?" Lyrana asked and fixed her purple eyes to the yellow counterparts on the orc.

"He was not even noble, and you are. I can't even understand the power you wield," Urkok said in a matter-of-fact tone. Telekinesis was indeed the most powerful form of magic and it was so mystical to most that it was even considered by some as the only true form of magic as the elemental ones at least had some scientific logic to them.

"I'm the last line of the defense, once there is nobody else to hold the line. I will buy time," Lyrana said even as she knew she was under orders to fight her way out if the bunker could not be held. On some days she was not sure if she even wanted to follow that order.

"You make it sound like we are just pieces for you, to be used, not that it should surprise me, coming from an elf," Urkok kept talking. It was clear he was getting increasingly agitated and the report Lyrana was looking at was a clear reason for why. Every company in the battalion was now officially at half strength or under it.

"We are all just pieces... to be used. To stop the entire planet from being turned into one big slave pen for those horned cows," Lyrana replied with a sudden need to swallow. Despite the gravity of the topic, she was still staring into the face of an orc, and her body was clearly on some deranged limit. And the sudden mental image of her being put into a slave pen with orcs was not helping.

"But still," Urkok grunted but then the door was dragged open and Sergeant Jurok burst in. The heavy metal door closed behind him. He gave one feral grin at Lyrana before dropping his pants.

"Look at my fat cock, you bitch, now kill me," Jurok flared while pointing at his rock-hard cock.

"W-what's wrong with him?" Lyrana uttered even as her mind blanked. Either the second orc cock she saw was bigger than the first, or this sergeant had starved more than the soldier so his body looked smaller.

"Most who we lost today... were from my company, and from his..." Urkok voiced but was shouted over.

"That's it elf-cunt, just keep staring at my fat cock. I knew you were a slut," Jurok boomed to interrupt his captain while he walked closer. The sergeant was even tilting his hip to better present his pretty impressive manhood. Not that Lyrana should be impressed by it in the current situation.

"Sergeant Jurok, stop this instant, and focus on what you are doing," Urkok flared like he recovered from the initial shock faster. But Jurok retreated from him while jerking his cock. He almost collided with a file cabinet but then a telekinetic force froze most of his body still.

"What? Are you going to kill me while staring at my meat? Go ahead fuckable elf bitch," Jurok boomed while his muscles struggled to keep jerking his cock even as his hand was locked by an invisible force.

"Major, please let me take him back... and try to talk to him," Urkok pleaded while looking at his major stand up while her purple eyes flared with power.

"Leave us alone, captain," Lyrana voiced and stood up. Her tone was a clear command.

"He just needs some rest, let me take him," Urkok pleaded while stepping between the two like he could protect his comrade by shielding him with his body even as it did not affect the magical bind he was in.

"I said, leave us alone, don't make me repeat," Lyrana flared and opened the door with her magic to send Urkok flying out of the room. The door then slammed shut and the mechanism locked it.

"Fucking cunt, show me your pretty elf tits," Jurok exclaimed like he was increasingly losing control of his mind. His muscles bulged against the invisible constraining force and even the shoulder of his green jacket tore open.

Lyrana swallowed hard while her right hand rose to touch a golden button at the top of her chest. This orc was clearly going insane and nobody would believe what he said. Not to mention, his green vein bulged cock was just there, like he was offering it. There was only one word Lyrana was able to describe it in her mind, and that was edible.

"You have gone through a lot to get into this state. And I as your superior should... must take responsibility," Lyrana voiced while she stepped closer to the slightly floating orc. She made his hand rise from the dick to leave it free for her to look.

"Let me fucking cum on your pretty face," Jurok shouted but he immediately froze when Lyrana's gloved hand landed on his manhood. The green meat burned and his veins pulsed with strength that barely felt natural to the noble elf.

"That's it, make me cum with your pretty hand," Jurok grunted. Even if he struggled less than before, his green neck still looked like he was in the middle of the greatest struggle of his life. Even his yellow eyes had a wild stare of a desperate fight.

"I will make you cum just once... then I will send you to the medics," Lyrana said while the tilt of her head indicated she was looking away even as her eyes were focused on the cock. Her hand was moving far too slowly to really drive the orc towards a climax and she knew it. Both from books and from the soldier she had seen jerk himself raw earlier.

"Show me your tits whore, let me make a mess on your tits," Jurok flared and Lyrana jolted back from the cock.

"Mess? I can't let you make a mess... not in my office." Lyrana uttered while the image of the soldier creaming across the corridor filled her mind. "I have to swallow... oh gods I have to swallow."

"Swallow it, sallow all of it," the orc offered as encouragement. It made Lyrana stare at the locked metal door while she fell to her knees. Then she moved to face the mighty green meat and reached for it with her hands.

"Just the tip, and I can skip dinner to save in rations," Lyrana grinned a moment before the shroom tip touched her lips. The raw taste burned her nose but it only made her body pulse harder. So what started as a kiss soon ended up her jaw opening to let her hold more than just the tip in her mouth. It might only have been barely half of the green length but it was the first time an orc was inside of her in any way.

"That's it, be a good whore and make me cum," Jurok instructed while Lyrana reminded herself of the fact this soldier must have gone insane. And she was just fulfilling his last wish, though she did so while resisting an urge to masturbate with at least one of her hands.

Jurok kept shouting random things while Lyrana's hands began milking the hairy base of his green shaft. Her tongue got used to the burn under his tip while she sucked the shroom with increasing focus. All the while the urge for her to at least touch herself pulsed harder. But that would not have been proper, after all, she was not doing this for her own pleasure.

There was no way Lyrana would ever do anything with an orc for her own pleasure. She came from a noble elven family and her own sister was a councilor. Yet she was sucking a fat green cock in her own office, entirely out of her own agency. So there was no way she was not doing it for herself.

At that moment, Lyrana's focus was entirely shattered and only a second later strong hands grabbed her head to thrust the fat orc cock deep into her elastic elven throat. She felt it bulge while her head tilted up to accommodate the deep penetration.

Lyrana's hands froze to the sides of her head while the orc pressed her down a bit to enable him to better thrust down her throat. The first strike had blanked her mind too hard for her to resume her focus and the next moments were spent simply attempt to breathe whenever the green meat allowed it.

Jurok's long fingers trapped Lyrana's head from almost all sides. His thumbs were under her jaw while the rest dug into her tied silver hair. If she had worn her red beret, she would have definitely lost it in the first hard assault down her throat.

"Surrender to my fat cock pretty elf, eat it up," Jurok exclaimed while grinding his tip into Lyrana's throat. Despite the burn, she had no impulse to make it stop. Instead, her hands fell to her sides only to travel to her crotch. If she surrendered, nobody could blame her actions. She was only doing what the victor wanted. So her fingers pressed against the underwear padding that stopped her tight red officer pants showing the shape of her puffed vulva.

Even if the padding was not enough to stop Lyrana from feeling her clit through the fabric. The first touch only made her want more. But as the orc was more than satisfied from slapping his sizable balls into her neck and jaw with hard thrusts, the noble elf could only focus on her breathing. So she simply wedged her hands between her thighs while her ears twitched.

Strike after strike Lyrana was left increasingly incapable of focusing on anything that was not being rammed deep into her. But still, her hip desperately gyrated against her wrists like her body wanted more even if she could not think it.

"Throat my seed elf," Jurok flared and pressed Lyrana's face into his hairy base to shoot his semen. His superior officer felt it pass her tongue inside the green cock and blast into her stomach with a hot pulse. The image from the orc soldier plastering the corridor filled her mind while the same thing was done to her insides.

Lyrana's eyes tilted while she desperately pressed her hands harder between her thighs. She did not want the moment to end even as her every attempt to breathe only filled her with the raw smell of the orc cock. Her body had completely surrendered to it and she did not want the barbaric pillaging of her insides to stop.

"Major? Oh, gods, major," Jurok suddenly uttered and took steps back. He almost dragged Lyrana after him but then he twisted his cock out of her by pushing from her forehead in panic. Her face was red and burned hot.

Lyrana collapsed to her side with heavy breathing that kept the shape of the cock on her lips. Her tongue tasted the raw green meat without even licking anything and there was not even a drop of semen anywhere visible.

There was a moment of silence while Lyrana waited for the orc to keep ravaging her but the first thing she heard was someone clicking the metal door. It triggered her to focus and see Jurok fiddling with the mechanism. Genuine confusion filled the noble while she saw the lock open. Was he really just leaving or inviting more to join them.

"What happened?" Lyrana uttered and shook her head while trying to correct her collapsed position. Before she could really think, Jurok was out of the room and the door closed behind him. It triggered a weird grin spread on the elf's face that she shook away. Her body still burned from desire and a replay of the events was starting to form into her mind.

"Why did I do that?" Lyrana asked again with a more composed voice even as she recognized the sensation filling her. She barely managed to stand up while holding her burning stomach. There was no way she was going to be able to eat anything in hours. The amount of semen in her was almost enough to give her a slight bulge like after a large diner.

Even as Lyrana knew what her body wanted to do, she could not just drop all her managerial paperwork to do it. Especially since she felt like any short masturbation would not do a damn thing to the current state of her body. And she did not even want to think of inviting another orc if Jurok did not come back to finish the job.

So Lyrana went to her desk only to realize how wet her underwear was when she sat down. But she still forced herself to keep working until the time in her self-imposed schedule allowed her to take a break. And none of the orcs who came to report her something during the next few hours even attempted to show her their cocks so she was not even given a chance to surrender to them.

** * **

Even after laying in her bed for three hours, Lyrana had not been able to sleep. She still had another three hours left but nothing she did seemed to let her even pass out. Not even the increasingly fierce masturbation she was subjecting her clit to.

"Why can't I cum... please cum," Lyrana muttered while forming a ball on top of her blanket. She only wore a simple white nightgown that matched the rest of her bedding. Her hands were locked between her legs while her face was a complete mess. Even her silky silver hair was undone but she did not even bother trying to tie or fix it.

Suddenly Lyrana jolted up from her bed and to in front of her mirror. She barely recognized the messy figure and there was odd indifference in her purple eyes.

"Those damn beasts, how dare they... how dare they do this to me," Lyrana flared. "Why do their cocks look so edible."

There was no response from the room that doubled as Lyrana's office and bedroom. Her desk was in the middle with cabinets and her foldable metal bed was on the left side from the door.

"I can't take this, why didn't I, use Sergeant Jurok," Lyrana suddenly exclaimed while wedging her hands between her thighs under the nightgown. She had pulled her hands inside through the sleeves in an odd attempt to hide the perversion that was happening under the white fabric.

"This is not me... it's their fault," Lyrana muttered while recognizing the woman in the mirror, less and less. A woman who could not stop thinking about the two orc cocks she had seen and wanted more.

"Soldier, do the act of sex with me right now," Lyrana voiced in a commanding tone but then she shook her head. There was no way she could command anybody to do something so improper in the middle of the war with her. Not that it would have been that much different if she had been back at the capital.

"Do the act of sex with me right now, please," Lyrana then said with a more coy tone. It made her crouch down to seemingly form a ball in her nightgown to bury her face into her knees as her hands were still trapped under her gown.

"I can't say that," Lyrana stuttered. "Not to an orc... or to anybody."

"But I need it... my damn body... it's so wrong," Lyrana muttered while she turned to look at the door. Suddenly she wanted to just open the door and let the orcs march in so she could surrender to them.

Before Lyrana had the time to regret it, she unlocked the metal door with her magic and it began to slide inwards. She immediately heard distant steps that jolted her. Panic filled her and she lunged to her bed to hide under a blanket while pushing her hands into her sleeves to look more normal.

Even if Lyrana did not use words, it was still an invitation. And she did not want to invite an orc to do such deranged things. There would be no elf in the republic who would not laugh at her for an eternity and she could never look her sister in the eyes.

An idea formed in Lyrana's mind that tried to find any loophole through her confused pride, if it was just her body that invited the orcs, she would not be at fault. So she slid her bare legs from under the blanket.

As the bed was partly hidden by the open door, without going in, a passerby would never see Lyrana's legs. It took only minutes for her to realize it and so she began to think. The only solution she could think of was to move the bed to the other side of the room. She did so with her telekinesis and even made sure with her eyes that now every person who walked past would see a glimpse of her bare legs.

Then Lyrana began to wait under her blanket, all the while slowly showing more and more of her legs like every passing second meant she needed to make the bait more appealing. After all, she needed the orcs to do one specific action, and that was to stretch and punish her pussy until it no longer wanted their green cocks like it was obsessed. Not that she wanted to form those words in her mind.

Approaching steps stopped Lyrana just when she was about to reveal her hip. She listened to the heavy feet until they halted just where her door was. There was no way the orc was not seeing her long legs from where he stood.

There was a sound of fabric and a belt, but no steps to approach Lyrana. They were followed by the start of a fleshy constant jerking. The noble elf immediately realizes that the orc had just started to touch himself while staring at her from the corridor. And his hand sounded extremely fast like he was not even planning to use her.

For several moments Lyrana just listened to the fleshy sound from under her blanket but then she pulled up the cover enough to even show the silver pubic hair that crowned her mound. But it only made the orc move his hand faster.

Part of Lyrana wanted to drag the orc in with her magic and teach him a lesson, but that would have been so much worse than just asking for sex. She did not even know what others of her kind would think about her if they knew she had raped an orc.

Suddenly there was a wet blast on the floor and Lyrana once again knew what was happening without looking. The raw smell from the orc's large climax filled the room for a moment even through the blanket before the bunker ventilation dealt with it. Though the pool was definitely going to stay on the floor.

Then there was a quick sound of a spray bottle before the heavy steps rushed away. Lyrana peeked from under the blanket to see "Slut" written with red letters on her door and the large pool of cum shining in the lamplight of the corridor.

Lyrana swallowed hard while she heard a pair of heavy steps approach the door. She knew just from one glance at the clock it was a patrol of two. In an odd panic, she hid back under the blanket while letting her legs stay fully visible. At least now they should know what was wanted from them.

"What the hell," an orc flared while he almost slipped on the seed on the corridor floor. Though in the next moment his eyes locked to the open doorway.

"Horik, do you see that?" another orc asked. Lyrana knew him to be Kurk as the two usually managed to get patrol assignments together.

"I see that, shh," Horik said with a weirdly hushed tone. "Not so loud."

"Is that major?" Kurk asked. Just his voice made Lyrana's heart beat faster as she knew what they saw.

"Who else," Horik grunted. His confirmation forced Lyrana to swallow a rush of saliva. It was just like she planned and at any moment these brutish orcs would start ravaging her body guided by their instincts. And at no point, she asked them to do it.

"What should we do... she has slut written on her door," Kurk voiced. As it was not written by Lyrana, she simply nodded under her blanket that it was a misunderstanding that helped the orcs realize the situation. But there was no way she would ask money from them and all she needed to do was to refuse that if offered to not become an actual slut.

"Naturally, we should report it to her," Horik grinned and stepped into the room. "Hey major, you awake?"

There was no way Lyrana was going to reply. Her entire plan relied on the orcs just savaging her while she pretended to be asleep. That way she could refute it ever happened and if worse came to be, she could just deal with the ones who spread unfounded rumors that weakened morale. Nobody who actually mattered would believe something this absurd had happened.

"Major?" Horik asked and stepped closer, his hand grabbed the blanket to pull from it. Lyrana gripped it from the inside in a sudden panic and the orc let go. She immediately knew her ruse was over but she hoped the orcs were too dumb to realize she was awake.

"Come in and close the door," Horik said and walked away for a moment. Kurk did as he was told. Lyrana was forced to swallow hard while she thought about being locked in the bunker room with two orcs.

Horik placed his rifle to the rack close to the door and then came back next to Lyrana's bed. Every moment the orcs just stood there made her heartbeat louder.

"What are we going to do?" Kurk asked. Lyrana could swear she felt traces of their heavy breathing on her legs. It made keeping them still and relaxed even harder.

"I think our major is feeling a bit horny," Horik voiced. It froze Lyrana, why did the orc need to say something so vulgar instead of just using her. Even if they had guessed she was awake, they did not need to say it.

"You mean she wants to be fucked? This seems a bit odd," Kurk pondered. His words made Lyrana's face burn, she did not even want to think what it meant.

"You hear about all the stories about fucking elves? Not all of them are fake," Horik explained. "Sometimes those noble sluts just can't take it anymore, right, major?"

Lyrana pressed her eyes and teeth as close as possible but she almost jolted when strong hands grabbed her thighs and rotated her on the bed. Her feet were lowered to the cold cement ground on one side while her head was over the other edge of the bed. She barely managed to hide under the blanket and her feet burned hard enough to barely feel the cold.

A hand landed to feel up the purple infertility pearl in Lyrana's navel that had been revealed by the move. Fingers trailed around it while the orc knelt down between her spread knees. The noble elf had to almost struggle to stop every visible part from trembling.

"You know what they say, only sluts and nobles have these, and sometimes they are both," Horik said while Lyrana's breathing turned ragged. The orcs were indeed being savage but not in the way she had imagined, at this rate they were going to destroy all of her pride even before the sex would start.

"You sure about this? Major never seemed the... type," Kurk said. Lyrana almost nodded to his words, she was definitely not the type to do this. It was just her body that was going crazy while being trapped in the bunker with the green savages.

"Major, I'm going to fuck you hard and cum in raw if you don't do anything," Horik said while he undid his belt and took off his pants. A moment later his tip landed on Lyrana's wet vulva and the only comment he gave about it was to press in.

The time in Lyrana's mind suddenly stopped, the orc was finally doing what he was supposed to do. Once her noble body was brutally ravaged by him, its sick desire would stop. Or at least she had hoped so until the pleasantness of the slide almost shocked her.

While Lyrana was stretched open, all her focus went to not to even whimper. Her walls had already swollen and her elven elasticity ensured the strongly pulsing shaft easily slid into the side cavity of her inner gate to give her a slight bulge. Though when Horik tried to pull back, the suction effect applied pressure into her core.

"Hiihii," a weird whistling sound came from Lyrana's breathing. The noble elf clutched her face in panic while she was barely able to comprehend the sensations of her body. The big fleshy cock almost merged as a part of her with a syncing pulse.

"I told you she is awake," Horik grinned and forcefully dragged his length outward with his hip only to thrust it back in. This time Lyrana managed to resist even any accidental sounds from her breathing. Though as she clamped shut her jaw, the heat and the need to breathe harder was almost enough to make her dizzy. Though the shape that had filled her core was definitely not helping her keep her focus.

The green cock moved within Lyrana like it belonged there, her folds trailed it like a perfect flesh mold. She was not being savaged but made whole by filling emptiness she had not known had been there. But that realization only made her cover her blushing face with her hands even as the blanket more than still did that.

"I want to see her elf tits," Kurk announced. They were barely covered by the blanket but he still sat down on the metal bed with enough weight to creak it. Though once Horik heard it, he thrust hard enough to cause a similar follow-up sound.

The creaking echoed in Lyrana's ears while she decided to pretend to be asleep once again in her lustful panic. If she could convince these orcs she let out weird sounds in her sleep, maybe they would not think she is awake. So she let her hands relax to the sides of her head while her face formed a natural gaping smile with closed eyes.

Kurk's hand landed on the blanket but he only moved it enough to reveal Lyrana's erect nipples. Her perky mounds gaped apart as grabbable pillows. The orc's finger gave her left nipple a gentle brush that almost made the noble elf gasp but then it quickly retreated all the while the cock kept feeling up her insides.

"Can I suck them?" Kurk asked while taking off his shoes. Just the idea of letting it happen tilted Lyrana's lips, but as she had no choice, she needed to let it happen. After all, if anybody would ever ask, she had just slept this night and the orcs were making things up.

"If this wet major slut does not say anything, I don't think she cares what we do with her. So let us take our time," Horik grinned and leaned back to almost stop thrusting. The end of Lyrana's pussy felt almost empty without his shroom-tip and her opening clamped harder on the length it could.

Kurk knelt on the bed and leaned down to breathe on Lyrana's left breast. The hot air spread along her silky skin only a moment before the orc licked his lips and leaned to kiss the noble's nipple. His burning tongue slid out to explore the elven flesh while his hands parked next to her torso to give him support.

"I think Lady Lyrana just got tighter," Horik irked while holding his base to give his tip a slow massage within the elven folds that suctioned into his green flesh. Every bit of his length that was out was visibly glistening along with his balls.

There was no reply and Kurk's jaw simply parted wider until his small side tusks even touched Lyrana's mound. His tongue kept playing with the increasingly hard nipple while he suctioned the entire area in random sequences. Like he was trying to eat it without biting, a sensation that kept shifting her tingling flesh in an almost disorienting manner.

Suddenly Lyrana heard the mechanism of the door open. It immediately jolted her to lock it in place with her telekinetic magic but not before it gaped open just enough for Urkok to jam the tip of his pistol through.

"Major, open the door, I need to deliver a report, the morale among the men has deteriorated and there has been a serious case of vandalism," Sergeant Urkok shouted through the barely opened crack on the door. It more than froze the two orcs next to Lyrana even as Kurk's tongue kept moving.

Lyrana did not need more orcs to see her like this, three was more than enough for her. Or maybe four if the one she had seen first counted. She could just use them when she needed them. Though she did not even think some of them might talk to each other at this confusing moment.

"Not now captain, I'm busy," Lyrana flared and pushed the tip of the handgun that had blocked the door from closing with magic to slam it shut. Then she bolted the mechanism that prevented it from being opened from the outside. Even as a seemingly invisible force had done it, it did not matter since she had said words out loud.

"Aah, so the major has been too busy to talk to us," Horik grinned while leveraging his cock to push against Lyrana's clit. She tried to close her lips with her hands but to no avail, even if Urkok might have tried to break the door if she had not said anything, at least then she could have pretended to be asleep when more soldiers rush into the room.

Though since her body was this far gone to enjoy the touch of the orcs, it was far better to have two of them at her beck and call than letting more of them see her like this. So the noble elf began formulating a new plan.

"Listen up, you will never tell anybody about this and in exchange, you will be assigned as my personal attendants who will serve me every day like this," Lyrana announced from under her blanket with a commanding tone. Though most of her focus went to the delivery instead of her word choices.

"Daily? You sure drive a hard bargain, but how could we refuse," Horik shrugged and Kurk just sucked harder the breast he had seemingly claimed.

"I mean, you might serve me like this every day if I need it," Lyrana uttered. "Not that I would need this daily."

"Hey, don't go walking back on your words," Horik exclaimed and holstered all of his length into Lyrana who bit into her lower lip almost instinctively. His hands landed on her spread thighs to press them into the side of the mattress.

"Just finish, we talk later, I need to deal with cock, Captain Urkok," Lyrana uttered as she suddenly realizes how close she was. She would definitely cum just from the pressure of the large load she knew the orc had.

"Can you show me your pretty face while I cum?" Horik asked while his thumb landed on the major's swollen clit to push it up. While he just held his pulsing rod in, she was almost able to visualize in her mind a clear picture of how her vulva suctioned around the green meat in a spread state even as she had not seen it.

"No," Lyrana voiced. What the orcs were doing to her was already imprinting to her memory and body, if she saw them do it, she was not sure how she could live the way she did anymore.

Horik just grinned and positioned to ensure the movement of his hip before dragging his length out to start his final assault. Just the first strike creaked the bed's frame even with the extra weight to stabilize it from the other orc. The following ones turned it into a constant sound.

Lyrana's face twisted while she desperately bit her pearly teeth shut. The battering pressure already made her ears twitch and it was only getting worse. The orcish assault on her elven core was fully filling every depth in her body to the point the magical infertility pearl in her navel moved a bit at every slightly bulging strike. All the while thirst burned her lips even as they were soaked with saliva.

"Ihii," Lyrana let out a weird throat sound a moment before her eyes jolted up. A massive pulse of burning pressure surged through her body, it immediately jolted out her tongue with enough spit to soak a section of the blanket.

Horik only groaned while he unleashed a torrent of raw seed with enough force to even pressure some of it out of Lyrana's tight vulva. It burst to his balls even as most of it was locked into the end of the elf's pussy as it desperately tried to either get deeper or out.

Lyrana's knees trembled like they tried to resist being locked in place by Horik's strong hands and her hip's movement only served to burst more of the creamy orc seed past the green rod blocking her entrance. It triggered him to pull back just to avoid getting spilling on his muscular legs as he had taken off his pants like he had predicted this.

"What a cream-elf," Horik grunted while he pulled out only to watch how his seed bubbled out of Lyrana's trembling hip. It even made Kurk give it a glance even as he had been focusing on playing with Lyrana's nipple the whole time.

"Hehe, orc cum, orc made me cum," Lyrana slurred, She definitely did not even need to see to know what had just happened. Not only was her swollen clit pulsing but her walls convulsed while she felt the hot mass move within her.

"Congratulations major on your success," Horik saluted but nobody even looked at him to laugh at his joke. Even as Lyrana felt dizzy and had to breathe heavily through the fabric, she was not letting go of the blanket above her. Though as her head hanged over the edge, most of the air she got was from below her.

"I'm sorry sister, your sister was made cum by an orc, hihi," Lyrana suddenly giggled. Multiple parts of her body kept twitching like she had short-circuited. She even felt how her pointed ears rubbed into the blanket on their own.

"Did you break her? We might get into trouble," Kurk voiced while lifting his lips from the nipple only to feel the elf's breasts with both hands. His saliva was lubing one of them very thoroughly by now.

"I'm sure she will recover, though we better let her rest," Horik shrugged and went to get his pants while avoiding the creamy spilling on the floor. It formed a watery pool with clumps of white due to being combined with Lyrana's love juices.

"Can I keep sucking her tits, in case I never get to suck elf tits again," Kurk said without letting go of Lyrana's mounds. His hands burned into them like solid holds that pulled the noble elf out of his mental instability.

"Did you forget that she promised to appoint us as her personal attendants?" Horik grinned. His words made Lyrana realize this was going to happen every day now, maybe even multiple times if the orcs were not able to hold back. Maybe they would even force her to sleep between their big beautiful green muscles every day. Just the idea made Lyrana feel like she was starting yet another climax in her current state.

"But if we get executed, I'm sure fucking a superior officer into a crazy state is bad," Kurk said while he moved his weight from the bed. Suddenly Lyrana's eyes dilated, even if there was no law about a superior officer using orcs for sex, the council might invent one just for her and the idea made her shiver in a not nice way. Even her beloved sister might support it to remove such a shameful stain from the family and Lyrana could not dare to look her into the eyes to tell her not to do it.

"Stop thinking crazy yourself, go jerk your load into a bucket while I clean this mess," Horik said while trying to find a mop or some cleaning equipment from the room's utility closet. He looked away just long enough for Kurk to drop his pants and move to kneel above Lyrana's stomach with spread legs. Though the creak alone was enough to warn the other orc of what happened.

"What are you doing?" Horik flared while holding a mop and a towel. Not that Lyrana saw it from under her blanket, all she could think about was that she wanted more before she was going to be executed.

"Fucking pretty elf breasts," Kurk stated while placing his long green dick to the gap between Lyrana's breasts only to press the mounds together to surround the flanks of his rod. He immediately corrected his position to push his tip past them while feeling the silky skin with his pulsing green meat.

"Don't push it, otherwise us getting executed will turn into a self-fulfilling prophecy," Horik voiced and walked closer. Lyrana felt like he was going to stop Kurk, she did not want him to stop, she wanted more and even wanted to see more.

"Just let him do it, I need to make sure neither one of you speaks about this," Lyrana uttered, she lifted up the blanket just enough to let her see the green tip while still blocking the orc's vision of her head.

"Heh, sure major," Horik grinned with a glance at the metal door. It was very soundproof but there was no way anybody outside it would not hear the creaking unless the enemy was shelling the area at the same time.

"So you understand, neither one will talk about this?" Lyrana insisted while her purple eyes tilted to stare at the cock that was being slowly massaged with her breasts. Unlike when the orcish member had been in her pussy, this one did not cause her pulse to match it.

"Kurk will never betray the elf who shared her perfect breasts with him," he voiced. "So I swear in the name of the mighty god-warrior Koraga."

"Horik will never betray the elf who shared her tight cunt with his mighty shaft," he grinned like half-mocking his buddy. "So I swear in the name of the mighty god-warrior Koraga."

"Very well then, and I will reluctantly guarantee that I will... take care of your feral orc urges," Lyrana uttered while not daring to swear it to any elf god. The more she kept staring at the bloated green shroom in front of her, the more she just wanted to lick it like candy even if she knew it was raw enough to burn her sense of smell.

"Ooh, you one of those types," Horik stated while dropping the towel to the floor to move it around with the mop. Just a few swipes were enough to gather most of the spilling from the stone floor. For whatever reason, the mattress that was usually around the bed was on the other end of the room and the bed was on the area where people normally just walked in with shoes on.

"Bring it closer," Lyrana voiced and her ears jolted the moment she heard what she blurted out. Kurk's balls were already pressed against her on the other side of her breasts and when he pushed his hip, they made her tingle in ways that she lacked words. But before she managed to reach the tip with her tongue, something else distracted her.

"W-what are you doing?" Lyrana uttered as something hot and wet had slid along her vulva.

"Cleaning up the mess I caused," Horik voiced and landed his hands on Lyrana's thighs again even as he was kneeling way lower than before.

"Y-you are going to lick? Lick it?" Lyrana stuttered enough to cause her saliva to shoot a bit on Kurk's tip. Only his shaft was notably lubed with his own saliva due to the sucking he had done before to soak the left mound.

"Not wasting my proteins, we don't exactly get bigger rations every time we cum," Horik grinned before giving a long lick to Lyrana's puffed vulva.

"Huh?" Lyrana gawked while large hot lips surrounded her pussy and clit. Only a moment later a tongue pushed into her only for Horik to start sucking with mechanical pulses. Though before the noble elf managed to comment more about it, Kurk's tip managed to finally reach her gaping lips that kissed it.

Lyrana really did not want to think so she just pushed her neck to take as much of the tip she could into her mouth to start sucking it. It encouraged Kurk to keep his tip in while he focused on softly rubbing the silky breasts into his bulged veins.

There was a moment during which Lyrana was not sure time existed until a hot blast filled her mouth and triggered her to swallow by reflex. The single shot from the orc contained such a large load that it spilled on her lips and jaw even as she tried to get down all of the raw feral substance that fried her mind.

The urge to suck just turned stronger for Lyrana until the tip began to retreat, she tried to follow it but the orc on top of her locked her still. It took longer than she would ever be willing to admit for her to realize why the tip had retreated back into the gap between her breasts.

"You owe me extra rations," Kurk grinned while he kept holding his deflated rod with Lyrana's mounds. It took her several extra seconds to register that she had dropped her blanket off the bed while failing to chase the cock and the orc was now staring at her mess of a face.

Lyrana stared at the tusked orc with a gaping lewd grin. There was no way she could go back now, the orc had seen her deranged face, this is what she was now. A disgraceful perverted elf that was made to cum by an orc. And she did not even want to say no to the green brute that was still sucking her swollen pussy. Not to mention there was a high risk for him to trigger another climax at any moment.

Kurk managed to reach for a box of cookies that was on the shelf behind Lyrana. She was suddenly overtaken by an impulse to wipe her face and attempt to get it more presentable. Like she needed to look better for the orc on top of her. But her right hand was stopped by a cookie that was offered by Kurk. He slid it up the semen on her jaw and then pushed it into her mouth.

Even as Lyrana began to chew the cookie, she barely tasted it from the aftertaste of the orc semen, she almost began to cry. Kurk looked so happy, she had never seen an orc so happy before. In fact, she had not known an orc could even look so happy. Like she was seeing the green brutish features on his face in a brand new light. Even his feral tusks looked handsome. But just the thought of that made her shook her head.

"You look pretty when you eat," Kurk commented while offering the next cookie. It made Lyrana stop her head while odd eagerness to eat the next snack the orc offered her filled her. From the moment her lips touched the sugary wheat cookie, she knew she had never tasted anything so sweet.

"Thank you," Lyrana uttered while chewing the cookie. By the time she swallowed it, she was smiling widely to the point she felt bad being so happy during such a brutal war. And the next moment a tear dripped over her smiling lips that Kurk wiped away with the next cookie.

And so Lyrana gained her first orc attendants with benefits. Now all the noble elf needed to do was to make sure nobody else suspected her of being a deranged pervert. Or she might need to silence them too with one way or the other.