Elunaraa stepped off the course, her hooves sinking into the easygoing priming coat 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 grotesque idea. walk yourself all the way out here because all those damn explorer are taking up all the easy to find herb. Get this foulness all over your branch. Ugh ! It's going to have hebdomad to get my legs properly clean again !"

Having finished the diminished philippic to herself, Elunaraa futilely shook her leg and took another measure

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

Elunaraa bent over, feeling her shorts tighten around her ass before adjusting them with the tip of her tail. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the patent purple hue of a Dreamfoil flower, expertly plucking the blossoms, she left the stem to regrow for the future tense. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalists pouch as she stood again, shaking her custody earn of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her concern regarding the cleanliness of her depressed stage washing away as she spotted more and more herb, moving with a small bounce in her pace as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her diminished herbalists satchel and was beginning to squeeze herbs in to her knapsack. Wiping the dorsum of one arm across her os frontale Elunaraa placed her pack 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 swig of her pee, balling up the oiled newspaper publisher and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a glimpse of a stooping figure through the tall mushroom tree of the marsh. Taking a instant to rub at her center she looked again, seeing only a gnarled old log where she had convinced herself of another marshland 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 nutcase and seeing things."

She started as her small comment was replied to,

"young lady 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 caparison of civilisation about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as marvellous and as wide about the shoulders as a noble male Draenei of her kind, but instead of the nobleman and freehanded visage of a Draenei, this fauna was malformed and twisted. As if some cruel God had reached down and corrupted all that was full about her people.

The Broken was clothed only in a unclean breechcloth covering its mole and was holding a long spear of canonic wood. Elunaraa took a moment before replying, internally wincing at the lance of fear that stabbed through her articulation

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

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

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

The Broken stared at her for a few second before nodding

"Girl come with me."

The Broken turned on his heel and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snatch up her face pack and follow. It took Elunaraa a few import to overtake up to the Broken, his spear up loaning him aid with moving through the fen. As she caught up, the Broken increased his gait, forcing Elunaraa to pay all of her attention to her footing if she wanted to keep up.They walk onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a couple of steps, forging forward with a gait that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of breath.

Elunaraa grunted as without warning the Broken raised its arm to the incline, causing her to take the air into it. As Elunaraa realised that the Broken's bridge player was resting over one her bosom, he seemed to realise it too, squeezing her pectus hard for a moment before dropping his hand

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely contain her outrage, keeping it tempered only through her fear of the Broken and the berth. She looked up from the sludge that she had been staring at for the concluding few hours and was startled to find herself on the outskirts of some form of small-scale Broken hamlet. Elunaraa looked around for a few consequence, blinking in disarray before managing to mouth a small response

"Wha-"

Elunaraa's question was cut off as she felt a iteration of R-2 encircle her neck. Pulling her to the side and off balance.

"spotter do dependable. Bring back breeder for clan."

"Me go tell chief."

Elunaraa barely had time to read 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 equaliser as she saw the Broken that had brought her this far striding away further into the summer camp. 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, select, take !"

With the conclusion remark she felt one of the Broken range her pack and herb satchel, tearing them off of her body.

"Herbs."

"Take to shaman."

Another of the Broken moved towards her, roughly grabbing her adventitia and ripping it off of her body, leaving her breasts bare to the rest of the camp, the rough in pull tugged slightly on the modest metal bars that she had payed a therapist to put in. Shame rose in Elunaraa as alongside the awe and the anger that she felt at her situation, lust was the primary thought running through her psyche. The approximation of being kept and used as this tribes breeding bawd had been snowballing in her intellect, and with it, her rousing had been building.

The Broken brought her to the center of the village where they had set up a twosome of breed that they forced her head and arms through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a large band around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each other about her, which only served to further embolden her mind's secret fantasies. It didn't take long for a Broken to walk up in social movement of her, followed by the watch that had brought her here. This Broken was taller than the others and seemed slightly LE deprave. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his fingers trailing along her body. As he returned to her front he moved his breechclout to the position, revealing his quickly hardening tool. Easily 10 column inch long, it had been corrupted as very much as the remainder of his body, covered in hard ridges, it hung large in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The words cut through the silence of the camp with a weight unit to them, from the vocalism of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her human face, as very much as her psyche was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a battle. She gathered as lots spite as she could come up in her voice and replied

"Light consider you abomination !"

muteness reigned in the camp for long second base following her proclamation. Finally broken by the Chieftain's laughing reply

"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 change your creative thinker. None here are to breed the Draenei until I have had my play !"

With that proclamation, the head turned and strode from the small town midpoint. The scout that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a large hut with smoke pouring from an opening night in the roof. nearly of the Broken that had been watching her call on and went back to their huts and job with the boss's departure.

A couple of break up be active towards her,

"headman say no strain. So we not breed."

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

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

"Look. She try run."

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

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

"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 wearing apparel. Will be unspoiled breeder."

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

The Broken that had been grabbing her tits moved around to her front, pulling out his long cock and stroking it in figurehead of her side. She could finger the heat coming off his putz and the tiny flecks of his pre-cum landing on her face. The Broken behind her continued to rub his prominent fingerbreadth over her hot and wet cunt, Elunaraa's breathing becoming more ragged as the stimulation brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely witting of the Broken in front end of her as his ventilation became light and acute, pocket-size grunts coming from him. Elunaraa felt her peg start to throw off as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's fingerbreadth relentlessly rubbing over her engorged clit. Her jaw dropped open and she felt her eyes rolling back as she panted from the force of her orgasm, in time for the Broken in front of her to erupt, his hot cum splashing into her back talk and covering her face. Sputtering in her attempts to promote the cum out of her back talk, causing it to instead roll down her chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captor

"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 digit into the slightly loose fabric around her nates, tearing her short circuit open and leaving her wet snatch clear to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the boost indignation, her fag end thrashing in an attempt to exempt itself and penalise the Broken. She felt her tail slip innocent of his fingers, immediately whipping it down to slap his finger away from her cunt at the Lapplander moment as she felt the Brokens fingers slide into her. Elunaraa felt an natural moan escape 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 tail to perpetrate the Brokens finger out of her. The Broken seemed to finally relent, laughing softly to himself

"You be honest stock breeder. Already halfway broken and Shaman hasn't worked on you."

Elunaraa could only tolerate there in shame and anger, the tight grip of the stemma holding her steadily as she could hear the Broken behind her groan and stroke his cock. Her fundament thrashed as she felt his hot cum burst forward and Din Land on her ass and upper thighs, slowly rolling its way down her peg as the Broken grunted, wiping his tool on the face of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her ramification slowly beginning to ache, as Broken went about their lives around her. Some would take the air behind her, roughly tweaking her nipples as her titty hung freely beneath her, or taking a moment to grab her ass, some grabbing either side and pulling them apart, gaping her slit open and making her gasp each time. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in front man of her, covering her boldness and ass further in cum.

As the sun began to set, the Chief of the Broken strode up to her, this prison term flanked by an old hunched Broken covered in little pearl and bunches of herb. As they moved towards her the Shaman handed the Chief a modest vial of red liquid state and took a step back, subject to observe. The Chief uncorked the ampule, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his pupils dilated and his pecker engorged, the breechcloth being pushed to the side as his cock grew to its fully length and pre-cum began to drip from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The priest-doctor bowed in response, quietly thanking his Chief. As the Chief drew close, Elunaraa began to smell out the elixir, even the odor from a few m away beginning to make her knee joint week and her cunt ache and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

"This is something that will help you interchange your psyche about serving us. Soon you will beg to suffice us as our breeding whore."

The chief moved up to Elunaraa, softly placing his digit under her mentum and tilting her head up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to close her sass and look away, but the law of proximity of the potion was driving her wilderness and Elunaraa felt her body moving of its own accordance. Her bum coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet twat, she let the honcho guide her and opened her utter all-encompassing as he began pouring the liquidness into her backtalk. She greedily gulped the liquidity, feeling heat suffuse her body as her rousing spiked, her tail diving mystifying into cunt. The chieftain moved forward, the tip of his cock resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

Elunaraa wasted no time in pushing her chief forward, licking at the head of his cock and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to drop out and hide it. The Chief moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suck and worship at his cock, reaching out a hand he trailed his finger through the cum covering her face

"I see my people wasted no time in taking advantage 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 Chief's prick

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

The headman ran his fingers along her long curled horns as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to fuck herself with her seat, the long tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet snatch. The headman moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made soft mewling strait, noting her arduous teat he reached out to roughly squeeze one of her chest, eliciting a groan of pleasure from the mind low breeder. As he reached her rear, he noted the small 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 rim of her cunt. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her prat around the base of his shaft and pulling him into her, feeling her cunt being filled with his huge prick until the blood line blocked her from moving any further back. The foreman fulfilled her wishes, along with the insistent pull of her tail, and moved forwards, his cock pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his shaft fill her up she let her jaw open astray, spit lolling out as her eyes rolled backwards, blind to everything in the world that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's tail deftly wrapped further around his turncock, the very tip curling around to the top of her cunt, flicking and rubbing her spiritualist button. She heard the top dog moan lowly, and slowed her rubbing of her clit, trying to time it to cum with him. At the like time as she slowed rubbing her clit, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tail around the top dog's cock. As she felt his stopcock begin to twinge, Elunaraa's own orgasm built, breaking through her body as she felt moving ridge after wave of hot cum photoflood into her. Elunaraa felt the top dog pull back, his stopcock dragging against the sides of her cunt, causing her to twitch further.

The Chief reached over and opened the stocks, letting Elunaraa pedestal and rub at her wrist joint. She turned to see a watching gang of Broken, each of them with clear-cut erections and waiting for their turn. As she saw their eyes drift over her, she felt the heat in her body rise again and gestured for the closelipped to derive to her.

The Chief smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the little girl, she would constitute a hunky-dory summation to his tribe .