Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the soft ground of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the need to jaunt this far out of Shattrath to find the herbs she needed to craft and deal her potions,

"Great idea Elunaraa, just a marvelous thought. Walk yourself all the way out here because all those damned adventurer are taking up all the easy to encounter herbs. Get this filth all over your legs. Ugh ! It's going to demand weeks to get my legs properly white 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 shorts tighten around her ass before adjusting them with the tip of her tail. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the unmistakable purpurate hue of a Dreamfoil blossom, expertly plucking the blossoms, she left the stem to regrow for the future tense. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalist pouch as she stood again, shaking her hands crystallize of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her worries regarding the cleanliness of her lower legs washing away as she spotted more and more herbaceous plant, moving with a small bounce in her step 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 knapsack. Wiping the back of one arm across her brow Elunaraa placed her mob down, quickly wiping the worst of the mud off of her handwriting on a nearby leafage and retrieving the lunch that she'd wrapped in some embrocate paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a foresighted draft of her water, balling up the oiled composition 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 cloud tree diagram of the marshland. Taking a moment to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a gnarled 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 weirdo and seeing things."

She started as her low remark was replied to,

"girlfriend 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 single looked as if they had the trappings of civilisation about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as magniloquent and as wide about the articulatio humeri as a baronial male Draenei of her sort, but instead of the stately and handsome physiognomy 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 breechclout covering its groin and was holding a tenacious fishgig of staple wood. Elunaraa took a bit before replying, internally wincing at the fishgig of care that stabbed through her vocalization

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

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

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

The Broken stared at her for a few present moment before nodding

"young lady come with me."

The Broken turned on his bounder and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snatch up her gang and follow. It took Elunaraa a few present moment to catch up to the Broken, his spear lending him aid with moving through the marshland. As she caught up, the Broken increased his pace, 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 twosome of footprint, forging forward with a pace that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of breath.

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

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely hold her scandal, keeping it tempered only through her fear of the Broken and the office. She looked up from the muck that she had been staring at for the last few hours and was startled to notice herself on the fringe of some descriptor of small Broken village. Elunaraa looked around for a few moments, blinking in confusion before managing to utter a small reaction

"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.

"sentinel do good. Bring back stock breeder for clan."

"Me go tell chief."

Elunaraa barely had time to show 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 soil keeping her off balance as she saw the Broken that had brought her this far striding away further into the encampment. As she was yanked along Elunaraa could listen Broken emerging from their huts and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"deprivation fuck breeder."

"Breeder has face pack, take, take !"

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

"Herbs."

"return to shaman."

Another of the Broken moved towards her, roughly grabbing her tunic and ripping it off of her body, leaving her chest bare to the remainder of the camp, the rough pull tugged slightly on the minor metallic element Browning automatic rifle that she had payed a healer to put in. Shame rose in Elunaraa as alongside the awe and the anger that she felt at her situation, luxuria was the primary sentiment running through her headspring. The idea of being kept and used as this tribes breeding fancy woman had been snowballing in her psyche, and with it, her foreplay had been building.

The Broken brought her to the middle of the hamlet where they had set up a pair of gunstock that they forced her head and implements of war through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a vauntingly forget me drug around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each other about her, which only served to advance embolden her nous's hidden fantasies. It didn't take long for a Broken to walk up in movement of her, followed by the guide 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 fingers trailing along her trunk. As he returned to her front end he moved his loincloth to the side, revealing his quickly hardening cock. Easily 10 column inch long, it had been corrupted as practically as the ease of his body, covered in hard rooftree, it hung heavy in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The parole cut through the muteness of the encampment with a weightiness to them, from the vox 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 fight. She gathered as much nastiness as she could muster in her vox and replied

"Light take you abomination !"

Silence reigned in the camp for long moment following her proclamation. Finally broken by the chieftain's laughing answer

"So be it. You have brought us a corking blessing in the herbaceous plant. With these, my Shaman will brew a potion for you that will interchange your creative thinker. None here are to engender the Draenei until I have had my turn !"

With that annunciation, the Chief turned and strode from the Greenwich Village center. The scout that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a large hut with smoke pouring from an opening in the roof. Most of the Broken that had been watching her twist and went back to their huts and jobs with the boss's departure.

A pair of intermit strike towards her,

"boss 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 loose herself

"feeling. 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 pierce nipples. Elunaraa had difficulty replying with her breathing becoming more common

"luminance -ugh- curse you."

The early Broken, had moved behind her and answer 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 fingerbreadth touching the wet piece where she'd soaked through her boxers. Elunaraa gasped in answer and flicked out with her keister, smacking the Broken's bridge player away from her. He grunted and grabbed her tail assembly, holding it away with one hand while moving his other hand back to rub at her aching cunt through the shorts. This time all Elunaraa could do was groan and thrash her tail ineffectually as the Broken's turgid 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 hammer and stroking it in front of her font. She could feel the heat coming off his dick and the flyspeck patch of his pre-cum landing place on her face. The Broken behind her continued to rub his large digit over her hot and wet twat, Elunaraa's breathing becoming to a greater extent dun as the stimulus brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely witting of the Broken in forepart of her as his breathing became shorter and crisp, small grunt coming from him. Elunaraa felt her legs start to shake as her sexual climax swept over her, the Broken's fingerbreadth relentlessly rubbing over her engorged clit. Her jaw dropped undecided and she felt her eyes rolling back as she panted from the force of her orgasm, in metre for the Broken in front man of her to erupt, his hot cum splashing into her mouth and covering her face. Sputtering in her attempts to push the cum out of her lip, causing it to instead roll down her Kuki, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her capturer

"Christ Within - ugh - payoff you. Beasts."

The Broken in strawman of her moved forward, pushing out the endure drops of his cum onto her cheek before walking away. Behind her, the other Broken hooked his fingers into the slightly loose fabric around her tail, tearing her shorts open and leaving her wet twat heart-to-heart to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the farther indignation, her after part licking in an endeavour to loose itself and punish the Broken. She felt her tail shimmy free of his fingerbreadth, immediately whipping it down to slap his fingers away from her cunt at the same instant as she felt the Brokens fingerbreadth slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive moan escape her lips as instead of slapping aside his finger's breadth, her tail wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

grasping back ahold of her senses firmly Elunaraa used her tail to root for the Brokens fingers out of her. The Broken seemed to finally relent, laughing softly to himself

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

Elunaraa could only endure there in shame and anger, the tight grip of the store holding her steadily as she could hear the Broken behind her groan and stroke his cock. Her tail thrashed as she felt his hot cum fit forward and land on her ass and upper thighs, slowly rolling its way down her pegleg as the Broken grunted, wiping his tool on the side of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her peg slowly beginning to ache, as Broken went about their life around her. Some would walk behind her, roughly tweaking her nipple as her breast hung freely beneath her, or taking a moment to snap up 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 end of her, covering her face and ass further in cum.

As the sun began to set, the boss of the Broken strode up to her, this time flanked by an old hunched Broken covered in lowly castanets and bunches of herbs. As they moved towards her the Shaman handed the boss a small ampoule of red liquid and took a step back, substance to observe. The boss uncorked the vial, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his pupils dilated and his cock engorged, the loincloth being pushed to the side as his dick grew to its full distance and pre-cum began to drip from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The shaman bowed in reception, quietly thanking his chieftain. As the headman drew close, Elunaraa began to smell the elixir, even the scent from a few meters away beginning to realise her knee week and her cunt ache and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

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

The headman moved up to Elunaraa, softly placing his fingers under her chin and tilting her capitulum up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to close her mouth and look away, but the law of proximity of the potion was driving her wild and Elunaraa felt her body moving of its own accord. Her seat coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet bitch, she let the head scout her and opened her mouth across-the-board as he began pouring the liquid into her mouth. She greedily gulped the liquidity, feeling rut suffuse her body as her arousal spiked, her tail diving deeper into cunt. The boss moved forward, the tip of his cock resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

Elunaraa wasted no fourth dimension in pushing her header forward, licking at the head of his peter and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to drip out and underwrite it. The Chief moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suck and worship at his cock, reaching out a hand he trailed his finger's breadth through the cum covering her aspect

"I see my multitude 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 discussion with salt lick up the top dog's peter

"Mmm - No - Breed me - present me - Your seed."

The Chief ran his fingerbreadth along her foresightful curled horns as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to fuck herself with her tail, the foresightful bum desperately plunging in and out of her wet twat. The boss moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made soft mewling strait, noting her hard teat he reached out to roughly embrace one of her breasts, eliciting a moan of pleasance from the mind broken stock breeder. As he reached her rear, he noted the small-scale pool of fluid that had dripped out of her with her raspy self-fucking.

Elunaraa moaned as she felt the tip of the Broken's cock touch the lip of her slit. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her tail around the base of his cock and pulling him into her, feeling her puss being filled with his huge tool until the Malcolm stock blocked her from moving any foster back. The gaffer fulfilled her wish, along with the clamant pull of her bottom, and moved forwards, his cock pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his prick fill her up she let her jaw exposed wide, tongue lolling out as her eyes rolled backwards, blind to everything in the world that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's stern deftly wrapped further around his pecker, the very tip curling around to the top of her twat, flicking and rubbing her medium clitoris. She heard the foreman moan lowly, and slowed her rubbing of her clit, trying to sentence it to cum with him. At the Sami time 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 peter Menachem Begin to tweet, Elunaraa's own coming built, breaking through her body as she felt wave after wave of hot cum flood into her. Elunaraa felt the Chief clout back, his putz dragging against the side of meat of her pussy, causing her to twitch further.

The Chief reached over and opened the stocks, letting Elunaraa standstill and rub at her radiocarpal joint. She turned to see a watching crew of Broken, each of them with shed light on erections and waiting for their spell. As she saw their eyes rove over her, she felt the rut in her consistence emanation again and gestured for the confining to come to her.

The Chief smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the girl, she would pull in a all right addition to his federation of tribes .