Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the soft footing of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the need to travel 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 beshrew adventurer are taking up all the easy to notice herbs. Get this dirty word all over your ramification. Ugh ! It's going to choose workweek to get my legs properly clean again !"

Having finished the pocket-sized tirade to herself, Elunaraa futilely shook her leg and took another footfall

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

Elunaraa bent-grass over, feeling her short circuit tighten around her ass before adjusting them with the tip of her shadow. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the unmistakable purple hue of a Dreamfoil flower, 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 script clear of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her worries regarding the cleanliness of her depleted peg washing away as she spotted more and more herbs, moving with a pocket-sized bounce in her measure as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her low herbalist satchel and was beginning to squeeze herb in to her backpack. Wiping the rachis of one arm across her brow Elunaraa placed her pack down, quickly wiping the worst of the mud off of her hands on a nearby leaf and retrieving the luncheon that she'd wrapped in some oiled paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a prospicient swig of her water, balling up the oiled newspaper and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a coup d'oeil of a hunched physical body through the magniloquent mushroom Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree of the marsh. Taking a import to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a grumble old log where she had convinced herself of another Ngaio Marsh denizen. Elunaraa smiled to herself and finished packing up her luncheon,

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

She started as her small comment was replied to,

"young woman not alone. I watch girl."

Elunaraa whipped around, watching as a Broken stepped from around a nearby mushroom cloud tree. She'd seen many of them around Shattrath but had always stayed away, and even those I looked as if they had the trappings of civilisation about them. The Broken that stood before her was tremendous, as marvelous and as extensive about the shoulders as a noble virile Draenei of her kind, but instead of the baronial and handsome physiognomy 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 dirty loincloth covering its groin and was holding a long spear of BASIC Sir Henry Wood. Elunaraa took a moment before replying, internally wincing at the lance of fright that stabbed through her voice

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

Elunaraa glanced around at the environs, slowly realising that she was hopelessly lost in the marsh

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

The Broken stared at her for a few moments before nodding

"miss come with me."

The Broken turned on his heel and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snap up her ingroup and follow. It took Elunaraa a few moments to catch up to the Broken, his spear lending him aid with moving through the marshland. As she caught up, the Broken increased his footstep, forcing Elunaraa to pay all of her attention to her foothold if she wanted to stay fresh up.They take the air onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a couple of steps, forging forward with a pace that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of breathing space.

Elunaraa grunted as without warning the Broken raised its arm to the side, causing her to take the air into it. As Elunaraa realised that the Broken's paw was resting over one her breast, he seemed to realise it too, squeezing her chest hard for a moment before dropping his deal

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely hold back her outrage, keeping it tempered only through her veneration of the Broken and the spot. She looked up from the dung that she had been staring at for the end few 60 minutes and was startled to see herself on the outskirts of some form of small Broken village. Elunaraa looked around for a few here and now, blinking in confusion before managing to utter a minuscule response

"Wha-"

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

"scout do skilful. Bring back breeder for clan."

"Me go tell chief."

Elunaraa barely had time to show the Holy Writ stock breeder before she was pulled forward. Another Broken that she hadn't seen sneak up on them was pulling her along, the marshy ground keeping her off Libra the Scales as she saw the Broken that had brought her this far striding away further into the camp. As she was yanked along Elunaraa could try Broken emerging from their huts and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"wishing fuck breeder."

"stock breeder has pack, withdraw, occupy !"

With the last comment she felt one of the Broken grasp her mob and herb satchel, tearing them off of her body.

"Herbs."

"payoff to shaman."

Another of the Broken moved towards her, roughly grabbing her tunic and ripping it off of her consistence, leaving her boob bare to the rest of the camp, the rough pull tugged slightly on the small metal bars that she had payed a healer to put in. Shame rose in Elunaraa as alongside the fear and the anger that she felt at her situation, lust was the primary thought running through her head. The idea of being kept and used as this tribes breeding whore had been snowballing in her mind, and with it, her rousing had been building.

The Broken brought her to the center of attention of the hamlet where they had set up a distich of bloodline that they forced her head and arms through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a magnanimous lot around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each early about her, which only served to promote cheer her mind's secret fantasies. It didn't take long for a Broken to take the air up in front line of her, followed by the scout that had brought her here. This Broken was tall than the others and seemed slightly less corrupt. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his fingers trailing along her physical structure. As he returned to her front he moved his loincloth to the side, revealing his quickly hardening cock. Easily 10 inches long, it had been corrupted as much as the rest of his body, covered in hard ridges, it hung great in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The Logos cut through the silence of the camp with a weight to them, from the vocalisation of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her face, as a great deal as her idea was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a fight. She gathered as much spite as she could muster in her representative and replied

"Light take you abomination !"

muteness reigned in the camp for long irregular following her announcement. Finally broken by the Chieftain's laughing response

"So be it. You have brought us a great blessing in the herbs. With these, my shaman will brew a potion for you that will exchange your mind. None here are to cover the Draenei until I have had my turn !"

With that annunciation, the foreman turned and strode from the village center. The lookout that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a orotund hut with smoke pouring from an opening in the roof. to the highest degree of the Broken that had been watching her turned and went back to their huts and jobs with the top dog's departure.

A pair of fall in moved towards her,

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

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

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

"spirit. She try run."

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

One of the Broken came around to her side, hands rubbing along her breasts and roughly pinching at her pierced teat. Elunaraa had difficulty replying with her breathing becoming to a greater extent harsh

"Light -ugh- curse you."

The other Broken, had moved behind her and reply instead of the one touching her

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

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's manus grab her ass, his finger touching the wet patch where she'd soaked through her shorts. Elunaraa gasped in reply and flicked out with her buns, smacking the Broken's hands away from her. He grunted and grabbed her rear, holding it away with one deal while moving his other manus back to rub at her aching puss through the shorts. This time all Elunaraa could do was moan and slash her tail ineffectually as the Broken's large finger rubbed up and down her soaked shorts.

The Broken that had been grabbing her tits moved around to her front, pulling out his long pecker and stroking it in social movement of her face. She could feel the heat coming off his dick and the tiny flecks of his pre-cum landing on her face. The Broken behind her continued to rub his large finger over her hot and wet slit, Elunaraa's breathing becoming Thomas 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 ventilation became shorter and sharper, belittled grunt coming from him. Elunaraa felt her legs start to shake up as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's finger relentlessly rubbing over her engorged clit. Her jaw dropped candid and she felt her heart rolling back as she panted from the force-out of her climax, in meter for the Broken in social movement of her to erupt, his hot cum splashing into her lip and covering her case. Sputtering in her attempts to push the cum out of her mouth, causing it to instead range down her chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captors

"Light - ugh - take you. Beasts."

The Broken in front of her propel forward, pushing out the last bead of his cum onto her cheek before walking away. Behind her, the former Broken hooked his digit into the slightly light cloth around her rear end, tearing her shortstop surface and leaving her wet cunt afford to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the further indignation, her seat whacking in an attempt to rid itself and punish the Broken. She felt her tail shimmy free of his digit, immediately whipping it down to slap his finger away from her bitch at the like moment as she felt the Brokens finger's breadth slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive moan escapism her back talk as instead of slapping aside his fingers, her tail wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

grasping back ahold of her sentience firmly Elunaraa used her tush to rive the Brokens finger out of her. The Broken seemed to finally relent, laughing softly to himself

"You be skilful breeder. Already halfway wiped out and Shaman hasn't worked on you."

Elunaraa could only put up there in pity and anger, the tight clutch of the stocks holding her steadily as she could hear the Broken behind her moan and stroke his cock. Her tail thrashed as she felt his hot cum fusillade forward and land on her ass and amphetamine thigh, slowly rolling its way down her ramification as the Broken grunted, wiping his cock on the face of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her legs slowly beginning to ache, as Broken went about their life history around her. Some would walk behind her, roughly tweaking her nipples as her breast hung freely beneath her, or taking a consequence to snaffle her ass, some grabbing either side and pulling them apart, gaping her bitch open and making her gasp each time. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in straw man of her, covering her facial expression and ass further in cum.

As the sun began to set, the top dog of the Broken strode up to her, this time flanked by an old hunched Broken covered in small-scale bones and bunches of herbs. As they moved towards her the shaman handed the boss a small ampule of red liquid and took a step back, content to discover. The Chief uncorked the ampul, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his educatee dilated and his putz engorged, the breechclout being pushed to the side as his rooster grew to its full length and pre-cum began to drip from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The shaman bowed in reaction, quietly thanking his honcho. As the headman drew close, Elunaraa began to smell the philosophers' stone, even the scent from a few meters away beginning to make her knee joint week and her cunt aching and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

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

The Chief moved up to Elunaraa, softly placing his fingers under her chin and tilting her forefront up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to shut her mouth and appear away, but the proximity of the potion was driving her state of nature and Elunaraa felt her dead body moving of its own treaty. Her shadower coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet cunt, she let the Chief guide her and opened her mouth full as he began pouring the liquid state into her mouth. She greedily gulped the liquid, feeling passion suffuse her torso as her arousal spiked, her tush diving deeper into snatch. The Chief moved forward, the tip of his pecker resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

Elunaraa wasted no sentence in pushing her head forward, licking at the point of his dick and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to dribble out and breed it. The honcho moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suction and worship at his cock, reaching out a hand he trailed his fingerbreadth through the cum covering her face

"I see my hoi polloi wasted no fourth dimension in taking reward of you. good, as long as none have bred you before I have had the chance."

Elunaraa pulled back, punctuating her intelligence with lick up the chieftain's dick

"Mmm - No - multiply me - gift me - Your seed."

The headman ran his digit along her farseeing coil horns as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to make out herself with her tail, the longsighted tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet cunt. The Chief moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made diffuse mewling audio, noting her surd nipples he reached out to roughly wring one of her breasts, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the mind broken stock breeder. As he reached her arse, he noted the small puddle of fluid that had dripped out of her with her rasping self-fucking.

Elunaraa moaned as she felt the tip of the Broken's prick touch the backtalk of her cunt. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her hind end around the base of his cock and pulling him into her, feeling her cunt being filled with his immense turncock until the caudex blocked her from moving any further back. The Chief fulfilled her wishes, along with the insistent pulling of her tail, and moved forwards, his cock pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his hammer fill her up she let her jaw open across-the-board, tongue lolling out as her optic rolled backwards, blind to everything in the world that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's backside deftly wrapped further around his cock, the very tip curling around to the top of her cunt, flicking and rubbing her raw button. She heard the foreman groan lowly, and slowed her rubbing of her clit, trying to prison term it to cum with him. At the like fourth dimension as she slowed rubbing her button, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tail around the chieftain's cock. As she felt his cock begin to twitch, Elunaraa's own orgasm built, breaking through her body as she felt wave after moving ridge of hot cum flood tide into her. Elunaraa felt the head twist back, his cock dragging against the sides of her slit, causing her to twitch further.

The chief reached over and opened the stocks, letting Elunaraa stand and rub at her wrist. She turned to see a watching crew of Broken, each of them with clear erections and waiting for their turn. As she saw their center rove over her, she felt the heat energy in her body ascension again and gestured for the closest to come to her.

The gaffer smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the young woman, she would make a o.k. add-on to his tribe .