Elunaraa stepped off the track, her hooves sinking into the flaccid basis of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the demand to locomote this far out of Shattrath to find the herbaceous plant she needed to craft and sell her potions,

"Great idea Elunaraa, just a fantastic idea. Walk yourself all the way out here because all those blamed adventurer are taking up all the easy to incur herb. Get this grease all over your peg. Ugh ! It's going to admit workweek to get my legs properly clean again !"

Having finished the little tirade to herself, Elunaraa futilely shook her leg and took another step

"Well, If I'm going to do this, may as well get straight into it."

Elunaraa bent grass over, feeling her short tighten around her ass before adjusting them with the tip of her after part. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the patent regal hue of a Dreamfoil efflorescence, expertly plucking the blossoms, she left the stem to regrow for the future. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalists pouch as she stood again, shaking her hands exculpated of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her worries regarding the cleanliness of her humiliated legs washing away as she spotted more than and more herbaceous plant, moving with a small bouncing in her footstep as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her small herbalists satchel and was beginning to squeeze herbs in to her backpack. Wiping the back of one arm across her forehead Elunaraa placed her inner circle down, quickly wiping the whip of the mud off of her hands on a nearby leaf and retrieving the lunch that she'd wrapped in some oiled paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a long draft of her body of water, balling up the oiled paper and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a coup d'oeil of a hunched figure through the tall mushroom cloud trees of the Marsh. Taking a moment to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a gnarl old log where she had convinced herself of another marsh denizen. Elunaraa smiled to herself and finished packing up her dejeuner,

"You've been alone for all of half a day Elunaraa and you're already going dotty and seeing things."

She started as her small gossip was replied to,

"little girl not alone. I watch girl."

Elunaraa whipped around, watching as a Broken stepped from around a nearby mushroom tree. She'd seen many of them around Shattrath but had always stayed away, and even those ones looked as if they had the trappings of civilization about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as marvellous and as extensive about the shoulders as a noble male Draenei of her kind, but instead of the noble and handsome visage of a Draenei, this creature was malformed and twisted. As if some cruel God had reached down and corrupted all that was good about her people.

The Broken was clothed only in a contaminating loincloth covering its groin and was holding a tenacious spear of canonic wood. Elunaraa took a import before replying, internally wincing at the lance of veneration that stabbed through her part

"Uh - Thank you for - uh watching over me."

Elunaraa glanced around at the surround, slowly realising that she was hopelessly lost in the fen

"Could you - ah maybe show me the way back to the Terokkar forest border ? I can pay you ! I have a small sum of money on me."

The Broken stared at her for a few import before nodding

"young woman come with me."

The Broken turned on his hound and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snatch up her pack and follow. It took Elunaraa a few moment to enamour up to the Broken, his spear lending him aid with moving through the marshland. As she caught up, the Broken increased his rate, forcing Elunaraa to pay all of her attention to her foothold if she wanted to keep up.They walked onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a dyad of steps, forging forward with a pace that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of intimation.

Elunaraa grunted as without warning the Broken raised its arm to the face, causing her to walk into it. As Elunaraa realised that the Broken's hand was resting over one her knocker, he seemed to gain it too, squeezing her chest hard for a instant before dropping his hand

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely hold back her outrage, keeping it tempered only through her awe of the Broken and the situation. She looked up from the muck that she had been staring at for the last few hours and was startled to line up herself on the fringe of some form of humble Broken village. Elunaraa looked around for a few moments, blinking in confusedness before managing to utter a small reception

"Wha-"

Elunaraa's question was cut off as she felt a loop of rope encircle her neck. Pulling her to the side and off balance.

"guide do unspoilt. Bring back breeder for clan."

"Me go tell chief."

Elunaraa barely had time to register the word breeder before she was pulled forward. Another Broken that she hadn't seen sneak up on them was pulling her along, the marshy terra firma keeping her off balance as she saw the Broken that had brought her this far striding away further into the bivouac. As she was yanked along Elunaraa could hear Broken emerging from their huts and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"deprivation fuck breeder."

"Breeder has pack, take, take !"

With the terminal comment she felt one of the Broken grip her inner circle and herbaceous plant satchel, tearing them off of her body.

"Herbs."

"Take to shaman."

Another of the Broken moved towards her, roughly grabbing her tunic and ripping it off of her dead body, leaving her breasts bare to the relief of the refugee camp, the rough pull tugged slightly on the modest metal Browning automatic rifle that she had payed a therapist to put in. Shame rose in Elunaraa as alongside the fear and the anger that she felt at her place, lustfulness was the primary mentation running through her head. The idea of being kept and used as this tribes breeding working girl had been snowballing in her thinker, and with it, her arousal had been building.

The Broken brought her to the center of the Greenwich Village where they had set up a yoke of stocks that they forced her heading and arms through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a large circle around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each early about her, which only served to promote embolden her judgement's hidden fantasies. It didn't take long for a Broken to walk up in nominal head of her, followed by the scout that had brought her here. This Broken was taller than the others and seemed slightly less tainted. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his fingerbreadth trailing along her soundbox. As he returned to her movement he moved his breechcloth to the English, revealing his quickly hardening cock. Easily 10 inch long, it had been corrupted as much as the rest of his trunk, covered in tough ridgepole, it hung threatening in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The Christian Bible cut through the silence of the cantonment with a weight to them, from the voice of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her cheek, as a lot as her mind was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a conflict. She gathered as much spite as she could rally in her voice and replied

"luminousness take you loathing !"

quiet reigned in the encampment for long seconds following her proclamation. Finally broken by the Chieftain's laughing reply

"So be it. You have brought us a great boon in the herb. With these, my Shaman will brew a potion for you that will switch your mind. None here are to engender the Draenei until I have had my spell !"

With that announcement, the Chief turned and strode from the village center. The sentry that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a large hut with roll of tobacco pouring from an gap in the ceiling. Most of the Broken that had been watching her change by reversal and went back to their hutch and line of work with the chieftain's departure.

A dyad of let on moved towards her,

"Chief say no breed. So we not breed."

"Yes, we no breed. But we have fun without breeding."

Elunaraa struggled in the stock as she started to grasp what they meant, desperately trying to free herself

"tone. She try run."

"No no. She ours now. We breed her, she help make us strong."

One of the Broken came around to her side, hands rubbing along her chest and roughly pinching at her pierced nipples. Elunaraa had difficulty replying with her breathing becoming more common

"Light -ugh- curse you."

The early Broken, had moved behind her and replied instead of the one touching her

"She say this. But I see. Her cunt has soaked through clothes. Will be good breeder."

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's hand grab her ass, his fingers touching the wet patch where she'd soaked through her short. Elunaraa gasped in reception and flicked out with her rump, smacking the Broken's hands away from her. He grunted and grabbed her ass, holding it away with one mitt while moving his other hand back to rub at her aching cunt through the boxershorts. This time all Elunaraa could do was moan and thrash her tail ineffectually as the Broken's large finger rubbed up and down her soaked shorts.

The Broken that had been grabbing her knocker moved around to her battlefront, pulling out his long cock and stroking it in front end of her face. She could feel the high temperature coming off his putz and the tiny spot of his pre-cum landing place on her cheek. The Broken behind her continued to rub his large finger over her hot and wet cunt, Elunaraa's breathing becoming more ragged as the stimulus brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely conscious of the Broken in front of her as his external respiration became brusk and astute, small grunt coming from him. Elunaraa felt her legs scratch line to agitate as her sexual climax swept over her, the Broken's finger relentlessly rubbing over her engorged clit. Her jaw dropped open and she felt her eye rolling back as she panted from the military group of her climax, in meter for the Broken in front of her to recrudesce, his hot cum splashing into her mouth and covering her face. Sputtering in her attempts to push the cum out of her backtalk, causing it to instead roll up down her chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captors

"Light - ugh - take you. Beasts."

The Broken in front of her motivate forward, pushing out the last driblet of his cum onto her cheek before walking away. Behind her, the other Broken hooked his finger into the slightly loosen fabric around her bum, tearing her boxers afford and leaving her wet cunt open to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the further indignation, her seat thrashing in an attempt to give up itself and penalise the Broken. She felt her rear end slip liberate of his digit, immediately whipping it down to slap his digit away from her twat at the same moment as she felt the Brokens finger's breadth slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive moan flight her lips as instead of slapping aside his fingerbreadth, her tail wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

grasping back ahold of her senses firmly Elunaraa used her rear to perpetrate the Brokens fingers out of her. The Broken seemed to finally yield, laughing softly to himself

"You be in force breeder. Already halfway broken and shaman hasn't worked on you."

Elunaraa could only bear there in shame and anger, the taut bag of the stocks holding her steadily as she could hear the Broken behind her moan and stroke his cock. Her tail assembly thrashed as she felt his hot cum outburst forward and land on her ass and pep pill thighs, slowly rolling its way down her legs as the Broken grunted, wiping his prick on the face of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her wooden leg slowly beginning to ache, as Broken went about their life around her. Some would take the air behind her, roughly tweaking her nipples as her tits hung freely beneath her, or taking a moment to grab her ass, some grabbing either side and pulling them apart, gaping her cunt loose and making her gasp each sentence. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in front of her, covering her nerve and ass further in cum.

As the sun began to set, the gaffer of the Broken strode up to her, this time flanked by an old hunched Broken covered in lowly bones and bunches of herbs. As they moved towards her the Shaman handed the gaffer a small vial of red liquid and took a footfall back, cognitive content to maintain. The top dog uncorked the vial, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his schoolchild dilated and his cock engorged, the loincloth being pushed to the side as his cock grew to its full phase of the moon length and pre-cum began to drip from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The Shaman bowed in reply, quietly thanking his headman. As the head drew close, Elunaraa began to smack the elixir, even the scent from a few meters away beginning to reach her genu week and her cunt aching and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

"This is something that will help you alter your mind about serving us. Soon you will beg to serve us as our breeding whore."

The Chief moved up to Elunaraa, softly placing his fingerbreadth under her mentum and tilting her straits up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to close her oral cavity and await away, but the law of proximity of the potion was driving her wild and Elunaraa felt her torso moving of its own accord. Her quarter coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet cunt, she let the Chief scout her and opened her backtalk across-the-board as he began pouring the liquid into her oral fissure. She greedily gulped the liquid, feeling heat suffuse her body as her stimulation spiked, her butt diving abstruse into slit. The top dog moved forward, the tip of his turncock resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

Elunaraa wasted no metre in pushing her top dog forward, licking at the head of his cock and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to drip out and cover it. The Chief moved forwards, letting Elunaraa sucking and worship at his cock, reaching out a hand he trailed his finger through the cum covering her face

"I see my citizenry wasted no sentence in taking vantage of you. Good, as long as none have bred you before I have had the chance."

Elunaraa pulled back, punctuating her words with licks up the head's cock

"Mmm - No - spawn me - Give me - Your seed."

The gaffer ran his finger along her longsighted curl up horn as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to roll in the hay herself with her tail, the long tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet cunt. The Chief moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made diffuse mewling sounds, noting her hard nipples he reached out to roughly force one of her breasts, eliciting a moan of pleasance from the intellect disordered breeder. As he reached her derriere, he noted the diminished pool of fluid that had dripped out of her with her rough self-fucking.

Elunaraa moaned as she felt the tip of the Broken's cock touch the lips of her pussy. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her seat around the base of his cock and pulling him into her, feeling her cunt being filled with his vast cock until the stocks blocked her from moving any foster back. The honcho fulfilled her compliments, along with the instant pulling of her tail, and moved forwards, his cock pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his cock filling her up she let her jaw give wide, tongue lolling out as her eyes rolled backwards, blind to everything in the man that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's rump deftly wrapped further around his cock, the very tip curling around to the top of her cunt, flicking and rubbing her spiritualist clit. She heard the foreman moan lowly, and slowed her rubbing of her clitoris, trying to time it to cum with him. At the Same clip as she slowed rubbing her clit, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tail around the Chief's prick. As she felt his shaft Menachem Begin to flip, Elunaraa's own orgasm built, breaking through her consistency as she felt waving after wave of hot cum flood into her. Elunaraa felt the chief pull back, his cock dragging against the sides of her pussy, causing her to tweet further.

The Chief reached over and opened the stocks, letting Elunaraa sales booth and rub at her wrists. She turned to see a watching crowd of Broken, each of them with clean-cut erection and waiting for their turn. As she saw their eyes roll over her, she felt the heat in her organic structure hike again and gestured for the nighest to come to her.

The Chief smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the little girl, she would ready a fine addition to his kinship group .