Taryn is the son of the senior high school power of the imperium of Kom, encompassing nearly half of the hump world, inhabited by many unlike species of beings, sentient and otherwise. Taryn 's father, grandfather, and corking grandfather have worked long and hard unite and expand the empire after a long era of Chaos and strife, to great success. The people boom and have sex their King, no warfare exist within the Empire, and delimitation are peaceful and stable. The King is loved, up to, and in great strong-arm wellness, so the job of being prince is mostly easy-going. Taryn spends his daytime adventuring, riding horses, chasing lady friend and reading books, all in the religious service of learning about his succeeding territorial dominion. He is tall, big, with golden hair and low-spirited centre, a broad chest and muscular frame. When he turns 18, he is called Forth River by the King. In the interest of foreign insurance policy and public paradigm, the king has deemed it time for Taryn to venture to the Western borders of the Empire. There, a recondite and old forest forms a natural water parting between the middling and bountiful realm of XXX, and the strange Westlands. To further sympathy of the Earth beyond the edge, a mission will be sent to explore the forest and its habitant. Taryn will be sent ahead with a little contingent of soldiers as a scouting party.

Taryn woke up and felt he could not sleep any More, so he got up and put on his apparel. Instead of his regular, princely clothes, with the placeable royal vividness and emblazoned with the royal seal, he donned a plain, earth-colored tunic. He wanted to fit in and not be recognized as prince where ever he went. He slid his sticker in his belt, got his satchel, and opened the door quietly. He looked around and noticed that the pocket-sized village near the edge of the woods where they were staying was still silent. He figured if he wanted to really research this country, he could not be surrounded by guards and diplomatist, so he might as well sneak out for a first exploring trip right now. Instead of going down the stairs leading to the chief hall of the wooden house, he turned the corner and walked down the hall towards the kitchen. He went down the game stairs and, still walking quietly, made it to the rear door. After one live smell back at the village, which was still sleeping, he made for the edge of the Sir Henry Joseph Wood, ready to see what these wild lands have to offer..

While there was no wall or trench here, it was clean what the border was : the corner bank line was stark and clear, as though kept up by gardeners. Taryn knew this was not so, and that many mysteries surround these woodwind instrument, there border being one of them. There was no path, but people in the hamlet spoke of a river, somewhat deeper in the timberland. If he could follow this river, he would, at some point, arrive at a lookout breaker point at the foot of the mountains in the West. Listening closely for any sounds of water, and looking around carefully to remember most of what he saw, he made his way deeper into the wood. The foliage nearly drowned out the sunlight, creating a constant near-dusk, and maze of arm, leaves, and undergrowth made walk and navigating unmanageable, but Taryn ventured deep into the Mrs. Henry Wood. He had walked for what felt like a few hours when he decided to take away a rest. His guards would most likely be looking for him by now, in and around the village, most likely thinking he was with some fair maiden over of the Village. He was not too concern and stood up after a few minutes, stretched, and continued on.

By now, the Tree were thicker and more overgrown than he had ever seen before, and he saw plant he never heard or read of in his life. In gain to the sound of unusual birds or critters in the space, he thought the rush of weewee was audible as well. This gave him new muscularity, and focusing on the phone he ventured on. Then he stopped. Ahead of him, there was a interference. It was coming toward him, he drew his knife and soon stood face to face with an orc. He had known somewhat civilized orcs in the city, and heard of many other kinship group spread all around the empire and beyond. The orc was as tall as he was, but bulkier and hunched over, with long, powerful implements of war dangling alongside him. His face was a dark grayish color, his tooth looked mean and his dark eyes looked intimidating. Taryn brandished his dagger and declared he came in peace and meant him no damage. Right as he finished, he felt two subdivision grab him around his arm and neck while the orc in front of him lunged at him. Before he knew it, he was bent-grass over a fallen tree with his bridge player tied behind his vertebral column and his animal foot tied to the stump.

The orcs stripped him naked and started touching him. Taryn commanded them to break and threatened to impart the army here if they did not obey, but was silenced when the orc in front of him slapped his face. He lowered his pants and pulled out his semitrailer hard dick. It was the same coloring material as the respite of his skin and looked roughly like that of a man, but big. Taryn was awe struck and stared at it, until the orc slapped him with it and put it to his sass. Taryn turned his cheek away and closed his eyes, but the orc slapped him again before pushing his dick in the princes mouth. He still resisted, but then felt the former orc spread his ass cheeks. He begged them once again to give up, but gasped when he felt the orc behind him lead off to lick his ass. The sense was pleasant, but Taryn was scared and humiliated. He was prince and known to trail the most beautiful women. Now he was hang over a log, about to get raped by two orcs. He felt the large, Grey penis push further inside his mouth, making him gag again and again, while the other orc tongued his ass and stood up. Taryn knew what was next.

He screamed for them to bar, to please have mercy and that they will be richly rewarded if they only stopped now. He felt a hard slap on his ass and gagged on the hard dick in his mouth, which started to move in and out at a steady stride. The second orc cock found his asshole, wet but still a Virgo the Virgin, and started to force against his wet sphincter. He felt another slap on his ass, and another one, before another oceanic abyss push. His ass stretched as the head slid in with the spit as lubrication, but as the orc went deeper with each virgule, it soon began to stretch beyond what seemed potential. Taryn screamed as the enormous matter penetrated his virgin prick, stretching it edge by inch. To gain affair worse, the sight of his asshole being destroyed made the former orc even hornier, so he grabbed the princes hair with one hand and his own putz with the other. Taryn 's thigh-slapper was cut abruptly as the orc slammed his dick into his throat and started fucking his face.

He felt stiff hands with precipitous nails all over his physical structure as he was fucked in both his maw, they spanked him, squeezed his nipples, even choked him for what seemed like an etenity. The pain in his ass numbed after a piece and he had to time his breathing with the facefucking to last out conscious. Then the orc that was riding his ass grabbed his hips and increased his tempo, eliciting a moan from Taryn. The solidus became trench and warm, and after a few seconds the long, thick dick exploded with cum. Hot, chummy wave of cum filled Taryn 's ass and started dripping down his balls as the fucking continued for a few more strokes. Finally, the orc pulled out of Taryn 's now stretched and violated asshole, and the facefucking stopped as well. `` Please, let me go now, you 've had your fun ! '' begged Taryn once more. As if on cue, footsteps became audible from behind some bushes. As they came closer, Taryn saw something that made him shudder.

He tried to free himself again, only to be restrained by the two naked orcs. As it came closer, Taryn saw fully what produced the stride : a large, colored centaur with black manes and tan pelt, with a scar across his chest. Taryn had read about centaurs and their tribal beau monde a lot, and had hoped to meet them on his travels, but not this way. He could only pant at the enormous horse cock swinging beneath the Centaur hind peg as he approached. Without hesitating, he mounted Taryn and laid his long, warm shaft, dripping with precum, on Taryns back. He begged to be freed once more, but was slapped and choked by one of the orcs. He felt the horse cock beginning to poke at his cocksucker, still gaping and wet from his violent anal retentive rape just a few minutes ago. The centaur bucked a few times, missing the mark each clip, but finally found its goal. The flared tip stretched the breach bunghole open even further as TAryn gasped and cringed. The horse dick pushed on, stretching the princes asshole even further and cryptical, with precum and orc cum as lube, as he gasped for air and begged to turn back. As he was stretched as far as he could he stopped screaming, only moaning and ventilation, wondering how much more his ass would let to wear.

The centaur pulled back and started bucking, fucking Taryns Virgo the Virgin ass and using him for his pleasance. The prince moaned and shut his eye, trying not to think of what was happening. A few strokes in his ass started to get used to the pain as it stretched out even further, when the horse cock was pushed in almost to the balls and started cumming. Taryn was restrained, but the cock in his ass pushed him forward as the horse-man got every finish bit of pleasance he could, pumping loads of gooey, thich cum into his ass. He felt it fulfill up his ass, warm chain cryptical inside him and streaming along the horse cock out and dripping out of him. The centaur started pulling back, still cumming, as Taryn felt his ass relax with every inch that slid from his butt. Instead of a painful, vivid stretch, he now felt his ass empty. The foot long, wet, still vertical member fell out, dripping all over and leaving his ass gaping further than before as cum streamed out. He felt exhausted, dazed, abused. His leg were now wet with sweat and cum and his ass gaping from the roughshod fucking he had just received. As the orcs and centaur started to impress away, he felt himself lose conciousness ...