Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the soft ground of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the need to travel this far out of Shattrath to find the herbs 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 adventurers are taking up all the easy to discover herbs. Get this vulgarism all over your legs. Ugh ! It's going to fill workweek to get my wooden leg properly fairly 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-grass 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 purple hue of a Dreamfoil blossom, expertly plucking the blossoms, she left the stem to regrow for the time to come. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalists pouch as she stood again, shaking her hands exonerated of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her concern regarding the cleanliness of her lower legs washing away as she spotted more and More herbaceous plant, moving with a small leaping 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 backpack. Wiping the back of one arm across her forehead Elunaraa placed her pack down, quickly wiping the worst of the mud off of her paw on a nearby foliage and retrieving the lunch that she'd wrapped in some oiled paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a recollective swig of her piddle, balling up the inunct composition and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a coup d'oeil of a stooping figure through the tall mushroom cloud trees of the marsh. Taking a moment to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a murmur old log where she had convinced herself of another marsh habitant. 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 lowly 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 ones looked as if they had the trappings of civilisation about them. The Broken that stood before her was tremendous, as tall and as wide about the shoulders as a noble male person Draenei of her variety, but instead of the noble and handsome phiz of a Draenei, this creature was malformed and twisted. As if some cruel God had reached down and corrupted all that was commodity about her people.

The Broken was clothed only in a dirty loincloth covering its bulwark and was holding a long lance of staple wood. Elunaraa took a moment before replying, internally wincing at the fizgig of veneration 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 marsh

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

The Broken stared at her for a few moments before nodding

"Girl come with me."

The Broken turned on his bounder and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly nobble up her ingroup and follow. It took Elunaraa a few moments to entrance up to the Broken, his fizgig 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 footing if she wanted to keep on up.They walked onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a duad of step, forging forward with a step that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of breath.

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

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely contain her outrage, keeping it tempered only through her reverence of the Broken and the situation. She looked up from the ooze that she had been staring at for the close few hours and was startled to find herself on the fringe of some cast of small Broken Greenwich Village. Elunaraa looked around for a few second, blinking in confusion before managing to utter a small reaction

"Wha-"

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

"guide do adept. 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 rest 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 shack and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"need fuck breeder."

"breeder has pack, get, train !"

With the finish comment she felt one of the Broken grasp her inner circle and herbaceous plant satchel, tearing them off of her body.

"Herbs."

"proceeds to shaman."

Another of the Broken moved towards her, roughly grabbing her tunic and ripping it off of her physical structure, leaving her breasts bare to the relaxation of the camp, the rough drag tugged slightly on the low metal measure 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, lust was the primary thought running through her head. The theme of being kept and used as this tribes breeding tart had been snowballing in her mind, and with it, her arousal had been building.

The Broken brought her to the eye of the village where they had set up a pair of stocks that they forced her straits and arms through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a large lap around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each other about her, which only served to encourage hearten her idea's hush-hush 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 lupus erythematosus debauch. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his fingers trailing along her body. As he returned to her strawman he moved his loincloth to the face, revealing his quickly hardening cock. Easily 10 inches long, it had been corrupted as practically as the rest of his eubstance, covered in hard ridges, it hung large in the air in movement of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The Word of God cut through the silence of the camp with a exercising weight to them, from the voice of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her grimace, as much as her judgement was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a fight. She gathered as lots spite as she could muster in her articulation and replied

"sparkle hold you detestation !"

muteness reigned in the camp for foresighted seconds following her announcement. Finally broken by the Chieftain's laughing reply

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

With that proclamation, the Chief turned and strode from the village center. The spotter that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a large hut with smoke pouring from an opening in the ceiling. Most of the Broken that had been watching her turned and went back to their huts and jobs with the headman's departure.

A pair of die be active towards her,

"tribal chief say no breed. So we not breed."

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

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

"flavor. 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 tit and roughly pinching at her pierced teat. Elunaraa had trouble replying with her breathing becoming more uncouth

"Light -ugh- curse you."

The other Broken, had moved behind her and replied instead of the one touching her

"She say this. But I see. Her cunt has soaked through dress. Will be good breeder."

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's hired hand grab her ass, his fingerbreadth touching the wet patch where she'd soaked through her shortstop. Elunaraa gasped in response and flicked out with her tush, smacking the Broken's hands away from her. He grunted and grabbed her fanny, holding it away with one hand while moving his other script back to rub at her aching bitch through the shorts. This prison term all Elunaraa could do was moan and slam her behind ineffectually as the Broken's large finger rubbed up and down her sozzled shorts.

The Broken that had been grabbing her tits moved around to her battlefront, pulling out his long cock and stroking it in battlefront of her face. She could feel the warmth coming off his putz and the tiny flecks of his pre-cum landing on her font. The Broken behind her extend to rub his vauntingly fingerbreadth over her hot and wet pussy, Elunaraa's breathing becoming more ragged as the stimulation brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely conscious of the Broken in front of her as his breathing became little and acuate, minor grunt coming from him. Elunaraa felt her stage start to shake as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's finger relentlessly rubbing over her engorged clitoris. Her jaw dropped open and she felt her oculus rolling back as she panted from the force-out of her orgasm, in prison term for the Broken in strawman of her to extravasate, his hot cum splashing into her mouth and covering her face. Sputtering in her attempts to push the cum out of her mouth, causing it to instead roll down her chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captors

"Light - ugh - take you. Beasts."

The Broken in forepart of her locomote forward, pushing out the last 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 rump, tearing her shorts overt and leaving her wet cunt open to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the further indignation, her tail whacking in an endeavor to free itself and punish the Broken. She felt her buns slip free of his fingers, immediately whipping it down to slap his fingerbreadth away from her cunt at the same moment as she felt the Brokens digit slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive moan escape her lips as instead of slapping aside his finger's breadth, her after part wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

seizing back ahold of her sens firmly Elunaraa used her tooshie to pull the Brokens digit out of her. The Broken seemed to finally relent, laughing softly to himself

"You be serious breeder. Already halfway break away and Shaman hasn't worked on you."

Elunaraa could only stand there in shame and ira, the tight grip of the ancestry holding her steadily as she could take heed the Broken behind her moan and stroke his turncock. Her nates thrashed as she felt his hot cum outburst forward and land on her ass and upper berth thighs, slowly rolling its way down her stage as the Broken grunted, wiping his hammer on the position of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her peg 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 tits hung freely beneath her, or taking a instant to snaffle her ass, some grabbing either face and pulling them apart, gaping her cunt open and making her pant each time. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in front of her, covering her face 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 ivory and bunches of herbs. As they moved towards her the Shaman handed the top dog a belittled vial of red liquid and took a gradation back, content to observe. The Chief uncorked the vial, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his educatee dilated and his cock engorged, the loincloth being pushed to the side of meat as his cock grew to its full length and pre-cum began to drop from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The shaman bowed in response, quietly thanking his Chief. As the Chief drew close, Elunaraa began to smell the philosopher's stone, even the fragrance from a few time away beginning to make her knee week and her cunt 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 serve us as our breeding whore."

The chief moved up to Elunaraa, softly placing his fingers under her Kuki-Chin and tilting her headspring up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to close her lip and look away, but the proximity of the potion was driving her natural state and Elunaraa felt her body moving of its own accord. Her tail coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet cunt, she let the Chief guide her and opened her talk wide as he began pouring the liquid into her mouth. She greedily gulped the liquid, feeling rut suffuse her soundbox as her rousing spiked, her nates diving cryptical into cunt. The headman moved forward, the tip of his stopcock resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

Elunaraa wasted no fourth dimension in pushing her head forward, licking at the head of his pecker and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to dribble out and underwrite it. The Chief moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suck and worship at his cock, reaching out a bridge player he trailed his finger through the cum covering her face

"I see my hoi polloi wasted no fourth dimension in taking reward of you. skilful, as long as none have bred you before I have had the chance."

Elunaraa pulled back, punctuating her give-and-take with licks up the Chief's peter

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

The chieftain ran his fingers along her prospicient curl up horns as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to fuck herself with her tail, the tenacious tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet cunt. The honcho moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made flaccid mewling strait, noting her hard tit he reached out to roughly squeeze one of her tit, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the mind snap off breeder. As he reached her rear, he noted the diminished puddle of fluid that had dripped out of her with her grating self-fucking.

Elunaraa moaned as she felt the tip of the Broken's cock touch the lips of her cunt. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her tail around the base of his hammer and pulling him into her, feeling her pussy being filled with his huge cock until the stocks blocked her from moving any further back. The Chief fulfilled her wishes, along with the insistent pull of her buns, and moved forwards, his cock pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his pecker filling her up she let her jaw open wide, 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 rooster, the very tip curling around to the top of her cunt, flicking and rubbing her medium clitoris. She heard the honcho groan lowly, and slowed her rubbing of her clit, trying to fourth dimension it to cum with him. At the Lapplander time as she slowed rubbing her clitoris, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tush around the Chief's cock. As she felt his cock Menachem Begin to squeeze, Elunaraa's own climax built, breaking through her body as she felt wafture after wafture of hot cum flood into her. Elunaraa felt the Chief pull back, his cock dragging against the slope of her snatch, causing her to squeeze further.

The top dog reached over and opened the store, letting Elunaraa stand and rub at her radiocarpal joint. She turned to see a watching bunch of Broken, each of them with clear erections and waiting for their routine. As she saw their center stray over her, she felt the heating in her body advance again and gestured for the tight to do to her.

The Chief smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the daughter, she would make a fine summation to his tribe .