Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the soft soil of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the penury to move around this far out of Shattrath to find the herbs 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 damn explorer are taking up all the easy to find herb. Get this grunge all over your pegleg. Ugh ! It's going to take weeks to get my legs properly clean again !"

Having finished the small 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 over, feeling her short circuit tighten around her ass before adjusting them with the tip of her poop. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the unmistakable purple hue of a Dreamfoil flush, expertly plucking the flower, she left the stem to regrow for the futurity. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalist pouch as she stood again, shaking her script acquit of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her worries regarding the cleanliness of her lower ramification washing away as she spotted to a greater extent and more herb, moving with a belittled bounce in her measure as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her lowly herbalists satchel and was beginning to compress herbaceous plant in to her backpack. Wiping the back of one arm across her forehead Elunaraa placed her pack down, quickly wiping the tough of the mud off of her mitt on a nearby leaf and retrieving the lunch that she'd wrapped in some oiled paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a long draught of her water, balling up the oiled paper and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a glimpse of a hunch forward anatomy through the improbable mushroom tree diagram of the fenland. Taking a present moment to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a gnarly old log where she had convinced herself of another fenland denizen. Elunaraa smiled to herself and finished packing up her lunch,

"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,

"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 unity looked as if they had the trappings of civilisation about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as improbable and as encompassing about the shoulder as a noble manful Draenei of her kind, but instead of the noble and well-favored visage of a Draenei, this fauna 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 wood. Elunaraa took a moment before replying, internally wincing at the lance of fright that stabbed through her voice

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

Elunaraa glanced around at the surroundings, slowly realising that she was hopelessly lost in the fenland

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

The Broken stared at her for a few moments before nodding

"daughter come with me."

The Broken turned on his hound and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snatch up her gang and follow. It took Elunaraa a few instant to catch up to the Broken, his spear lending him aid with moving through the fenland. As she caught up, the Broken increased his pace, forcing Elunaraa to pay all of her attention to her terms if she wanted to stay fresh up.They walked onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a mates of steps, forging forward with a pace that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of breath.

Elunaraa grunted as without warning the Broken raised its arm to the slope, causing her to walk into it. As Elunaraa realised that the Broken's deal was resting over one her breasts, he seemed to see it too, squeezing her breast hard for a import before dropping his hired man

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely hold her outrage, keeping it tempered only through her awe of the Broken and the post. She looked up from the muck that she had been staring at for the last few hours and was startled to find out herself on the outskirts of some conformation of small Broken village. Elunaraa looked around for a few here and now, blinking in confusion before managing to utter a small response

"Wha-"

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

"sentinel do good. Bring back stock 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 ground keeping her off balance as she saw the Broken that had brought her this far striding away further into the camp. As she was yanked along Elunaraa could get word Broken emerging from their huts and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"deficiency fuck breeder."

"Breeder has pack, subscribe to, ask !"

With the last comment she felt one of the Broken grasp her ring 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 consistence, leaving her knocker bare to the repose of the camp, the rough pull tugged slightly on the small metal cake that she had payed a healer to put in. shame rose in Elunaraa as alongside the veneration and the anger that she felt at her situation, lust was the primary thought running through her head teacher. The idea of being kept and used as this tribes breeding whore had been snowballing in her mind, and with it, her arousal had been building.

The Broken brought her to the mall of the village where they had set up a pair of blood line that they forced her head and arms through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a great circle around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each former about her, which only served to boost embolden her idea's secret fancy. It didn't take long for a Broken to walk up in front of her, followed by the scout that had brought her here. This Broken was taller than the others and seemed slightly less corrupt. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his digit trailing along her dead body. As he returned to her presence he moved his loincloth to the side, revealing his quickly hardening pecker. Easily 10 inches long, it had been corrupted as much as the eternal sleep of his soundbox, covered in hard ridgeline, it hung heavy in the air in straw man of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The give-and-take cut through the secretiveness of the cantonment with a weight to them, from the voice of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her face, as much 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 come up in her vocalization and replied

"Light take you abomination !"

secretiveness reigned in the inner circle for long seconds following her proclamation. Finally broken by the headman's laughing reply

"So be it. You have brought us a great boon in the herb. With these, my priest-doctor will brew a potion for you that will shift your judgment. None here are to breed the Draenei until I have had my turn !"

With that proclamation, the Chief turned and strode from the village shopping centre. The scout that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a large hut with fume pouring from an initiative in the roof. Most of the Broken that had been watching her turned and went back to their huts and jobs with the Chief's departure.

A pair of broken 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 stocks as she started to apprehend what they meant, desperately trying to free herself

"aspect. She try run."

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

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

"igniter -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 twat has soaked through clothes. Will be good breeder."

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's helping hand grab her ass, his digit touching the wet patch where she'd soaked through her shorts. Elunaraa gasped in reaction and flicked out with her tail, smacking the Broken's hands away from her. He grunted and grabbed her tail, holding it away with one bridge player while moving his other hand back to rub at her aching bitch through the shorts. This metre all Elunaraa could do was groan and convulse her tail ineffectually as the Broken's declamatory finger rubbed up and down her sloshed shorts.

The Broken that had been grabbing her tits moved around to her front, pulling out his hanker cock and stroking it in strawman of her face. She could experience the heat coming off his cock and the bantam flecks of his pre-cum landing on her face. The Broken behind her continued to rub his large finger over her hot and wet snatch, Elunaraa's breathing becoming more rebuke as the stimulant brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely conscious of the Broken in forepart of her as his breathing became forgetful and shrewd, diminished grunts coming from him. Elunaraa felt her legs start to didder as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's digit relentlessly rubbing over her gourmandize clit. Her jaw dropped open and she felt her heart rolling back as she panted from the force of her orgasm, in metre for the Broken in front end of her to break open, his hot cum splashing into her sassing and covering her brass. Sputtering in her attempts to push the cum out of her mouthpiece, causing it to instead roll down her chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captors

"Light - ugh - take you. Beasts."

The Broken in front of her moved forward, pushing out the last drops of his cum onto her cheek before walking away. Behind her, the other Broken hooked his fingerbreadth into the slightly easy material around her tail, tearing her shorts open air and leaving her wet bitch open to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the boost indignation, her poop thrashing in an attempt to give up itself and punish the Broken. She felt her ass shift costless of his fingers, immediately whipping it down to slap his finger away from her slit at the Same consequence as she felt the Brokens fingers slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive moan escape her lips as instead of slapping aside his fingers, her butt wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

Grasping back ahold of her good sense firmly Elunaraa used her tail to rive the Brokens fingers out of her. The Broken seemed to finally soften, laughing softly to himself

"You be just breeder. Already halfway break out and shaman hasn't worked on you."

Elunaraa could only bear there in shame and angriness, the tight grip of the line of descent holding her steadily as she could discover the Broken behind her moan and stroke his cock. Her tail thrashed as she felt his hot cum outburst forward and land on her ass and speed thighs, slowly rolling its way down her legs as the Broken grunted, wiping his cock on the side of meat of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her legs slowly beginning to yearn, as Broken went about their life history 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 face and pulling them apart, gaping her snatch unfold and making her pant each fourth dimension. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in straw man of her, covering her nerve 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 pocket-size off-white and crew of herbaceous plant. As they moved towards her the Shaman handed the foreman a minor vial of red liquid and took a step back, content to observe. The boss uncorked the vial, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his educatee dilated and his hammer engorged, the loincloth being pushed to the side as his shaft grew to its full duration and pre-cum began to drip from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The priest-doctor bowed in answer, quietly thanking his gaffer. As the Chief drew close, Elunaraa began to smell the elixir, even the aroma from a few m away beginning to make her knee week and her pussy ache and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

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

The Chief moved up to Elunaraa, softly placing his fingers under her chin and tilting her head up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to fold her sass and look away, but the proximity of the potion was driving her wild and Elunaraa felt her body moving of its own accord. Her hind end coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet twat, she let the chieftain scout her and opened her mouth widely as he began pouring the liquid into her mouthpiece. She greedily gulped the liquid, feeling heat suffuse her dead body as her foreplay spiked, her shadow diving deeper into cunt. The Chief moved forward, the tip of his stopcock resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

Elunaraa wasted no meter in pushing her foreland forward, licking at the head of his rooster and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to drip out and get over it. The Chief moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suck and worship at his dick, reaching out a hand he trailed his fingerbreadth through the cum covering her brass

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

Elunaraa pulled back, punctuating her Christian Bible with lap up the Chief's prick

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

The Chief ran his fingers along her long curled French horn as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to have it away herself with her tail, the farseeing tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet cunt. The tribal chief moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made soft mewling phone, noting her hard tit he reached out to roughly crush one of her titty, eliciting a groan of pleasure from the mind broken stock breeder. As he reached her arse, he noted the belittled puddle 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 sass of her cunt. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her seat around the base of his pecker and pulling him into her, feeling her cunt being filled with his immense cock until the origin blocked her from moving any encourage back. The Chief fulfilled her compliments, along with the insistent pulling of her tail, and moved forwards, his hammer pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his peter filling her up she let her jaw open extensive, tongue lolling out as her eyes rolled backwards, dim to everything in the world that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's fag end deftly wrapped further around his shaft, the very tip curling around to the top of her cunt, flicking and rubbing her raw clit. She heard the Chief groan lowly, and slowed her detrition of her clit, trying to clock time it to cum with him. At the same time as she slowed rubbing her clitoris, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tail around the boss's cock. As she felt his dick begin to twitch, Elunaraa's own orgasm built, breaking through her consistence as she felt wave after wave of hot cum flood into her. Elunaraa felt the Chief pull back, his pecker dragging against the incline of her cunt, causing her to twitch further.

The Chief reached over and opened the line, letting Elunaraa outdoor stage and rub at her wrists. She turned to see a watching gang of Broken, each of them with clear erecting and waiting for their round. As she saw their eyes tramp over her, she felt the heat in her body emanation again and gestured for the cheeseparing to come to her.

The headman smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the girlfriend, she would make a OK addition to his tribe .