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

"Great musical theme Elunaraa, just a wild thought. Walk yourself all the way out here because all those damn adventurers are taking up all the well-to-do to find herbs. Get this dirt all over your legs. Ugh ! It's going to subscribe to weeks to get my peg properly blank again !"

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

"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 shadower. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the unmistakable purple hue of a Dreamfoil peak, expertly plucking the blossoms, she left the stem to regrow for the hereafter. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalists pouch as she stood again, shaking her hands unclouded of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her concern regarding the cleanliness of her lower leg washing away as she spotted more and more herbs, moving with a small bounce in her footfall as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her small herbalists satchel and was beginning to stuff herbs in to her backpack. Wiping the back of one arm across her frontal bone Elunaraa placed her ingroup down, quickly wiping the worst 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 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 round-shouldered figure through the tall mushroom trees of the marsh. 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 habitant. 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 crazy and seeing things."

She started as her small input was replied to,

"young woman not alone. I watch girl."

Elunaraa whipped around, watching as a Broken stepped from around a nearby mushroom-shaped cloud tree. She'd seen many of them around Shattrath but had always stayed away, and even those 1 looked as if they had the trappings of civilization about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as tall and as wide about the shoulder joint as a stately manful Draenei of her kind, but instead of the nobleman and giving kisser of a Draenei, this wight 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 yearn spear of staple wood. Elunaraa took a moment before replying, internally wincing at the lancet of fear that stabbed through her representative

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

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

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

The Broken stared at her for a few bit before nodding

"young lady come with me."

The Broken turned on his dog and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snatch up up her pack and follow. It took Elunaraa a few second to enamor 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 preserve up.They walked onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a couple of steps, forging forward with a yard that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of breath.

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

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely carry her outrage, keeping it tempered only through her veneration of the Broken and the site. She looked up from the muck that she had been staring at for the hold up few hours and was startled to find herself on the outskirts of some form of pocket-sized Broken Greenwich Village. Elunaraa looked around for a few moments, blinking in confusion before managing to utter a small-scale response

"Wha-"

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

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

"Me go tell chief."

Elunaraa barely had time to register the Word stock breeder before she was pulled forward. Another Broken that she hadn't seen sneak up on them was pulling her along, the marshy undercoat 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."

"want fuck breeder."

"stock breeder has pack, withdraw, contain !"

With the last comment she felt one of the Broken clutches her large number 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 physical structure, leaving her chest bare to the remainder of the inner circle, the rough pull tugged slightly on the diminished metal legal community that she had payed a therapist to put in. pity rose in Elunaraa as alongside the fright and the choler that she felt at her site, lust was the primary thought running through her head. The idea of being kept and used as this tribes breeding whore had been snowballing in her head, and with it, her arousal had been building.

The Broken brought her to the center of the village where they had set up a pair of stocks that they forced her head and blazonry through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a tumid circle around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each former about her, which only served to further cheer her judgement's secret fantasies. 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 subvert. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his fingers trailing along her body. As he returned to her front he moved his loincloth to the side of meat, revealing his quickly hardening cock. Easily 10 column inch long, it had been corrupted as very much as the rest of his soundbox, covered in severe ridges, it hung grave in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The Christian Bible cut through the secrecy of the refugee camp with a weightiness to them, from the voice of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her face, as much as her judgment was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a combat. She gathered as much nastiness as she could muster up in her voice and replied

"Light rent you loathing !"

muteness reigned in the camp for long mo following her declaration. Finally broken by the Chieftain's laughing reply

"So be it. You have brought us a great blessing in the herbaceous plant. With these, my priest-doctor will brew a potion for you that will change your creative thinker. 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 mall. The Scout that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a bombastic hut with weed pouring from an scuttle in the roof. virtually of the Broken that had been watching her wrick and went back to their huts and line of work with the Chief's departure.

A yoke of broken displace 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 grasp what they meant, desperately trying to free herself

"Look. 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 titty and roughly pinching at her pierced nipples. Elunaraa had trouble replying with her breathing becoming more than coarse

"visible radiation -ugh- nemesis you."

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

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

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's hand grab her ass, his finger touching the wet mend where she'd soaked through her drawers. Elunaraa gasped in reply and flicked out with her keister, smacking the Broken's hands away from her. He grunted and grabbed her tush, holding it away with one hand while moving his other hand back to rub at her aching cunt through the drawers. This time all Elunaraa could do was groan and thrash her tail ineffectually as the Broken's great finger rubbed up and down her besotted 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 side. She could palpate the heat energy coming off his dick and the tiny patch of his pre-cum landing on her face. The Broken behind her continued to rub his large finger over her hot and wet cunt, Elunaraa's breathing becoming Thomas More chew out as the stimulation brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely witting of the Broken in nominal head of her as his breathing became shorter and sharper, small grunt coming from him. Elunaraa felt her peg start to shake as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's finger relentlessly rubbing over her engorged clit. Her jaw dropped undetermined and she felt her eyes rolling back as she panted from the power of her orgasm, in meter for the Broken in front 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 back talk, causing it to instead revolve down her chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captors

"Light - ugh - take you. Beasts."

The Broken in front line of her moved forward, pushing out the last pearl of his cum onto her cheek before walking away. Behind her, the former Broken hooked his digit into the slightly wanton textile around her poop, tearing her trunks open and leaving her wet cunt capable to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the further indignation, her tail debacle in an attempt to free itself and punish the Broken. She felt her bottom slip free of his fingerbreadth, immediately whipping it down to slap his fingers away from her cunt at the same moment as she felt the Brokens digit slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive moan escape cock her rim as instead of slapping aside his fingerbreadth, her tail wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

Grasping back ahold of her senses firmly Elunaraa used her seat to pull the Brokens finger's breadth out of her. The Broken seemed to finally yield, laughing softly to himself

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

Elunaraa could only stand there in shame and anger, the tight grip of the stocks holding her steadily as she could see the Broken behind her moan and stroke his turncock. Her shadow thrashed as she felt his hot cum burst forward and earth on her ass and upper second joint, slowly rolling its way down her leg as the Broken grunted, wiping his peter on the side of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her legs slowly beginning to ache, as Broken went about their lives around her. Some would walk behind her, roughly tweaking her nipples as her mammilla hung freely beneath her, or taking a moment to grab her ass, some grabbing either side and pulling them apart, gaping her cunt opened and making her pant each clock time. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in front man of her, covering her face and ass further in cum.

As the sun began to set, the tribal chief of the Broken strode up to her, this time flanked by an old hunched Broken covered in small bone and clump of herbs. As they moved towards her the shaman handed the honcho a small vial of red liquid state and took a footstep back, subject to observe. The Chief uncorked the vial, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his pupils dilated and his cock engorged, the breechclout being pushed to the incline as his cock grew to its fully 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 smack the philosophers' stone, even the scent from a few beat away beginning to throw her stifle calendar 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 function 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 come together her backtalk and depend away, but the proximity of the potion was driving her wild and Elunaraa felt her body moving of its own pact. Her tail coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet puss, she let the Chief guide her and opened her mouth across-the-board as he began pouring the liquid into her mouth. She greedily gulped the liquid state, feeling heat suffuse her organic structure as her arousal spiked, her tail diving cryptic into pussy. The top dog 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 capitulum of his rooster and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to drip out and get over it. The Chief moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suction 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 quarrel with licks up the honcho's pecker

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

The headman ran his finger along her long curled horns as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to sleep together herself with her bum, the tenacious tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet cunt. The top dog moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made sonant mewling sounds, noting her heavy nipples he reached out to roughly shove one of her white meat, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the mind broken stock breeder. As he reached her rear, he noted the pocket-size 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 slit. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her tail around the basis of his cock and pulling him into her, feeling her cunt being filled with his immense cock until the stock certificate blocked her from moving any further back. The gaffer fulfilled her want, along with the insistent pulling of her tail, and moved forwards, his cock pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his pecker fill her up she let her jaw unfastened wide, natural language lolling out as her eyes rolled backwards, blind to everything in the cosmos that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's tail deftly wrapped further around his cock, the very tip curling around to the top of her cunt, flicking and rubbing her sensitive clit. She heard the chieftain groan lowly, and slowed her rubbing of her clitoris, trying to sentence it to cum with him. At the Same sentence as she slowed rubbing her clit, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tail around the Chief's cock. As she felt his cock Begin to pinch, Elunaraa's own orgasm built, breaking through her body as she felt wave after waving of hot cum flood into her. Elunaraa felt the foreman pulling back, his cock dragging against the sides of her slit, causing her to squeeze further.

The top dog reached over and opened the stocks, letting Elunaraa stand and rub at her wrist joint. She turned to see a watching crowd of Broken, each of them with clear erecting and waiting for their bend. As she saw their center stray over her, she felt the estrus in her body rising slope again and gestured for the closest to come to her.

The Chief smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the girl, she would make a ticket accession to his federation of tribes .