Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the balmy ground of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the need to travel this far out of Shattrath to discover the herb she needed to craft and deal her potions,

"Great idea Elunaraa, just a fantastic idea. walk yourself all the way out here because all those goddam adventurers are taking up all the soft to find herbaceous plant. Get this filth all over your leg. Ugh ! It's going to necessitate weeks to get my legs properly clean again !"

Having finished the small tirade to herself, Elunaraa futilely shook her leg and took another gradation

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

Elunaraa bent grass over, feeling her shorts tighten around her ass before adjusting them with the tip of her ass. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the evident imperial hue of a Dreamfoil blossom, expertly plucking the efflorescence, she left the fore to regrow for the future tense. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalist pouch as she stood again, shaking her hands clear of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her headache regarding the cleanliness of her lower pegleg washing away as she spotted more than and more herb, moving with a small leap 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 herbaceous plant in to her backpack. Wiping the back of one arm across her forehead Elunaraa placed her pack down, quickly wiping the bad of the mud off of her script on a nearby leaf and retrieving the luncheon that she'd wrapped in some anoint paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a long draft of her water supply, balling up the anele paper and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a coup d'oeil of a hunch forward human body through the tall mushroom-shaped cloud trees of the marsh. Taking a moment to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a knotted old log where she had convinced herself of another marshland indweller. 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 looney and seeing things."

She started as her small comment was replied to,

"daughter not alone. I watch girl."

Elunaraa whipped around, watching as a Broken stepped from around a nearby mushroom tree diagram. She'd seen many of them around Shattrath but had always stayed away, and even those ace looked as if they had the trappings of culture about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as tall and as wide about the shoulder joint as a noble manlike Draenei of her kind, but instead of the noble and freehanded 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 marked-up loincloth covering its groyne and was holding a long spear of canonical wood. Elunaraa took a minute before replying, internally wincing at the lance of fear 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 Reginald Marsh

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

The Broken stared at her for a few moment before nodding

"missy come with me."

The Broken turned on his heel and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snap up her gang and follow. It took Elunaraa a few instant to fascinate up to the Broken, his spear loaning 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 basis if she wanted to go on up.They walk onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a duet 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 of meat, causing her to take the air into it. As Elunaraa realised that the Broken's deal was resting over one her breasts, he seemed to bring in it too, squeezing her bureau hard for a moment before dropping his paw

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely contain her outrage, keeping it tempered only through her care of the Broken and the berth. She looked up from the muck that she had been staring at for the lowest few hours and was startled to bump herself on the outskirts of some form of small Broken settlement. Elunaraa looked around for a few minute, blinking in confusion before managing to express a small response

"Wha-"

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

"Scout do salutary. Bring back 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 primer coat 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 hear Broken emerging from their huts and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"deprivation fuck breeder."

"breeder has ring, rent, take !"

With the last comment she felt one of the Broken clutches 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 tunic and ripping it off of her body, leaving her white meat bare to the rest of the camp, the grating wrench tugged slightly on the small alloy bars that she had payed a healer to put in. Shame rose in Elunaraa as alongside the fear and the angriness that she felt at her situation, lustfulness was the primary winding cerebration running through her head. The idea of being kept and used as this tribes breeding sporting lady had been snowballing in her mind, and with it, her rousing had been building.

The Broken brought her to the center of the village where they had set up a pair of blood line that they forced her drumhead and arms through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a large roundabout around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each other about her, which only served to further recreate her mind's confidential fantasies. It didn't take long for a Broken to walk up in presence 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 soundbox. As he returned to her strawman he moved his breechcloth to the slope, revealing his quickly hardening cock. Easily 10 inches long, it had been corrupted as much as the ease of his body, covered in hard ridgepole, it hung heavy in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The words cut through the secrecy of the cantonment with a exercising weight to them, from the interpreter of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her typeface, as lots as her brain was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a fight. She gathered as much spite as she could summon in her representative and replied

"Light get hold of you abomination !"

muteness reigned in the clique for foresighted seconds following her proclamation. Finally broken by the captain's laughing reply

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

With that proclamation, the foreman turned and strode from the village heart and soul. The talent 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 turned and went back to their shack and jobs with the boss'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 stemma as she started to grasp what they meant, desperately trying to free herself

"flavor. She try run."

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

One of the Broken came around to her position, hands rubbing along her breast and roughly pinching at her punctured nipples. Elunaraa had difficultness replying with her breathing becoming More vulgar

"luminousness -ugh- swearword you."

The other 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 respectable breeder."

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's hand grab her ass, his fingers touching the wet darn where she'd soaked through her shorts. Elunaraa gasped in reaction and flicked out with her tail, smacking the Broken's custody away from her. He grunted and grabbed her prat, holding it away with one deal while moving his early hand back to rub at her aching bitch through the shorts. This prison term all Elunaraa could do was groan and thrash 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 cock and stroking it in front of her face. She could finger the heat coming off his peter and the diminutive chip of his pre-cum landing place on her face. The Broken behind her cover to rub his large finger over her hot and wet snatch, Elunaraa's breathing becoming more lecture as the stimulation brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely conscious of the Broken in front of her as his respiration became unforesightful and precipitous, small grunt coming from him. Elunaraa felt her branch starting to shake up as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's digit relentlessly rubbing over her engorged button. Her jaw dropped candid and she felt her center rolling back as she panted from the military unit of her orgasm, in time for the Broken in presence of her to erupt, his hot cum splashing into her mouth and covering her cheek. Sputtering in her try to push the cum out of her mouth, causing it to instead roll down her Kuki-Chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captors

"light - ugh - takings you. Beasts."

The Broken in front of her propel forward, pushing out the last pearl of his cum onto her cheek before walking away. Behind her, the former Broken hooked his finger's breadth into the slightly unloosen fabric around her rear, tearing her boxershorts afford and leaving her wet cunt clear to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the boost indignation, her tail end debacle in an attempt to free itself and punish the Broken. She felt her tail slip exempt of his digit, immediately whipping it down to slap his fingerbreadth away from her puss at the same second 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 prat wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

Grasping back ahold of her senses firmly Elunaraa used her fag end to pull the Brokens fingers out of her. The Broken seemed to finally relent, laughing softly to himself

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

Elunaraa could only fend there in disgrace and anger, the besotted grip of the stocks holding her steadily as she could get word the Broken behind her moan and stroke his cock. Her can thrashed as she felt his hot cum flare-up forward and kingdom on her ass and upper thighs, slowly rolling its way down her legs as the Broken grunted, wiping his dick on the side of meat of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her pegleg slowly beginning to ache, as Broken went about their life around her. Some would walk behind her, roughly tweaking her nipples as her tits hung freely beneath her, or taking a moment to grab her ass, some grabbing either slope and pulling them apart, gaping her twat open and making her gasp each time. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in front of her, covering her grimace and ass further in cum.

As the sun began to set, the Chief of the Broken strode up to her, this time flanked by an old hunched Broken covered in small bones and clump of herbaceous plant. As they moved towards her the shaman handed the Chief a small phial of red liquidity and took a step back, content to observe. The Chief uncorked the phial, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his pupils dilated and his turncock engorged, the breechclout being pushed to the side as his hammer grew to its full phase of the moon length and pre-cum began to drip from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The Shaman bowed in reply, quietly thanking his headman. As the Chief drew close, Elunaraa began to sense the philosopher's stone, even the fragrance from a few m away beginning to make her knees week and her cunt ache and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

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

The honcho moved up to Elunaraa, softly placing his digit under her mentum and tilting her head up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to close her mouth and look away, but the proximity of the potion was driving her wild and Elunaraa felt her eubstance moving of its own accordance. Her tail coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet cunt, she let the headman guide her and opened her mouth wide as he began pouring the liquid into her mouth. She greedily gulped the liquid, feeling heat suffuse her body as her rousing spiked, her tail diving thick into snatch. The tribal chief moved forward, the tip of his cock resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

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

"I see my citizenry wasted no time in taking vantage of you. unspoilt, as long as none have bred you before I have had the chance."

Elunaraa pulled back, punctuating her Logos with licks up the Chief's cock

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

The Chief ran his digit along her farsighted curling motor horn as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to fuck herself with her tail, the long tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet twat. The Chief moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made soft mewling sounds, noting her intemperately teat he reached out to roughly wedge one of her breasts, eliciting a groan of pleasure from the idea broken stock breeder. As he reached her derriere, 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 rooster touch the lips of her puss. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her seat around the root word of his turncock and pulling him into her, feeling her pussy being filled with his huge rooster until the stocks blocked her from moving any further back. The Chief fulfilled her compliments, along with the exigent pulling of her ass, and moved forwards, his pecker pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his dick fill her up she let her jaw afford wide, clapper lolling out as her eyes rolled backwards, blind to everything in the macrocosm that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's tail deftly wrapped further around his peter, the very tip curling around to the top of her cunt, flicking and rubbing her sensitive clit. She heard the Chief moan lowly, and slowed her detrition of her button, trying to clip it to cum with him. At the same clock time as she slowed rubbing her button, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tail around the Chief's cock. As she felt his cock Begin to twitch, Elunaraa's own orgasm built, breaking through her body as she felt wave after Wave of hot cum flood into her. Elunaraa felt the Chief pulling back, his pecker dragging against the sides of her pussy, causing her to twitch further.

The gaffer reached over and opened the neckcloth, letting Elunaraa outdoor stage and rub at her wrist. She turned to see a watching bunch of Broken, each of them with clear erecting and waiting for their turn. As she saw their eye reeve over her, she felt the heat in her body rise again and gestured for the confining to make out to her.

The head smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the girl, she would make a fine addition to his tribe .