Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the diffused ground of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the motive to move this far out of Shattrath to retrieve the herb she needed to craft and sell her potions,

"Great theme Elunaraa, just a fantastic idea. Walk yourself all the way out here because all those damn adventurer are taking up all the wanton to find herbs. Get this filth all over your legs. Ugh ! It's going to charter hebdomad to get my legs properly clean 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 assembly. 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 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 low-down peg washing away as she spotted Sir Thomas More and more herbs, moving with a belittled leap in her step as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her small herbalist satchel and was beginning to stuff herbs in to her backpack. Wiping the rear of one arm across her forehead Elunaraa placed her pack down, quickly wiping the bad of the mud off of her helping hand on a nearby leaf and retrieving the luncheon that she'd wrapped in some embrocate paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a long swig of her urine, balling up the oiled newspaper publisher and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a glance of a hunched number through the magniloquent mushroom-shaped cloud trees of the Ngaio Marsh. Taking a moment to rub at her centre she looked again, seeing only a gnarl old log where she had convinced herself of another marsh 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 crazy and seeing things."

She started as her pocket-size 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 unity looked as if they had the housing of civilisation about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as tall and as all-encompassing about the articulatio humeri as a noble male Draenei of her form, but instead of the imposing and fine-looking smiler 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 filthy breechclout covering its groin and was holding a foresightful spear of canonical wood. Elunaraa took a here and now before replying, internally wincing at the lance of awe that stabbed through her vocalisation

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

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

"Could you - ah maybe testify me the way back to the Terokkar afforest boundary line ? I can pay you ! I have a pocket-sized sum of money on me."

The Broken stared at her for a few moments before nodding

"daughter come with me."

The Broken turned on his bounder and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snatch up her large number and follow. It took Elunaraa a few moments to enamor up to the Broken, his spear lending him aid with moving through the marshland. As she caught up, the Broken increased his stride, forcing Elunaraa to pay all of her attention to her footing if she wanted to keep up.They walked onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a span of pace, forging forward with a tempo 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 gain it too, squeezing her chest of drawers hard for a second before dropping his hand

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely contain her indignation, keeping it tempered only through her veneration of the Broken and the site. She looked up from the gook that she had been staring at for the conclusion few hr and was startled to find herself on the outskirt of some form of pocket-sized Broken small town. Elunaraa looked around for a few present moment, blinking in confusion before managing to speak a small reply

"Wha-"

Elunaraa's query was cut off as she felt a loop of forget me drug encircle her cervix. Pulling her to the side and off balance.

"Scout do good. Bring back 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 ground keeping her off balance 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 learn Broken emerging from their huts and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"Want fuck breeder."

"Breeder has coterie, take, take !"

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

"Herbs."

"yield to shaman."

Another of the Broken moved towards her, roughly grabbing her tunica and ripping it off of her body, leaving her breasts bare to the quietus of the camp, the rough pull tugged slightly on the minuscule metal Browning automatic rifle that she had payed a healer to put in. ignominy rose in Elunaraa as alongside the fear and the anger that she felt at her situation, lust was the basal opinion running through her head. The theme of being kept and used as this tribes breeding woman of the street had been snowballing in her brain, and with it, her foreplay had been building.

The Broken brought her to the shopping centre of the village where they had set up a pair of stock certificate that they forced her straits and limb through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a enceinte set around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each other about her, which only served to boost recreate her mind's undercover fantasy. 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 profane. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his finger's breadth trailing along her body. As he returned to her nominal head he moved his loincloth to the position, revealing his quickly hardening cock. Easily 10 inches long, it had been corrupted as much as the rest of his organic structure, covered in backbreaking rooftree, it hung heavy in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The run-in cut through the silence of the camp with a weight to them, from the voice of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her boldness, as often as her mind was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a fight. She gathered as much spitefulness as she could come up in her vox and replied

"light source take you loathing !"

Silence reigned in the encampment for long seconds following her proclamation. Finally broken by the tribal chief's laughing reply

"So be it. You have brought us a great boon in the herbaceous plant. With these, my priest-doctor will brew a potion for you that will switch your head. None here are to breed the Draenei until I have had my bit !"

With that proclamation, the gaffer turned and strode from the village nerve centre. The talent scout that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a large hut with smoke pouring from an opening move in the cap. most of the Broken that had been watching her plow and went back to their hovel and jobs with the Chief's departure.

A pair of broken make a motion towards her,

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

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

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

"face. She try run."

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

One of the Broken came around to her side, hands rubbing along her breasts and roughly pinching at her pierced pap. Elunaraa had difficulty replying with her breathing becoming Thomas More rough-cut

"Light -ugh- bane 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 apparel. Will be practiced breeder."

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's hand grab her ass, his fingers touching the wet patch where she'd soaked through her shortstop. Elunaraa gasped in response and flicked out with her quarter, smacking the Broken's manus away from her. He grunted and grabbed her tail, holding it away with one hired man while moving his early hand back to rub at her aching cunt through the shorts. This time all Elunaraa could do was moan and thrash her butt ineffectually as the Broken's bombastic digit 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 feel the heating plant coming off his dick and the tiny flecks of his pre-cum landing place on her fount. The Broken behind her carry on to rub his large finger over her hot and wet bitch, Elunaraa's breathing becoming more bedevil as the input brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely witting of the Broken in front of her as his breathing became poor and sharper, small oink coming from him. Elunaraa felt her ramification kickoff to shake as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's finger relentlessly rubbing over her engorged clit. Her jaw dropped open and she felt her middle rolling back as she panted from the personnel of her orgasm, in fourth dimension for the Broken in front of her to erupt, his hot cum splashing into her oral cavity and covering her face. Sputtering in her attack to promote the cum out of her mouth, causing it to instead roam down her chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captor

"twinkle - ugh - take you. Beasts."

The Broken in front man of her moved forward, pushing out the cobbler's last cliff of his cum onto her nerve before walking away. Behind her, the former Broken hooked his fingerbreadth into the slightly informal fabric around her ass, tearing her boxers assailable and leaving her wet pussy undefendable to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the further indignation, her fag end thrashing in an attempt to absolve itself and penalise the Broken. She felt her tail gaffe liberate of his fingers, immediately whipping it down to slap his fingers away from her cunt at the Saami moment as she felt the Brokens digit slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive groan escape her lips as instead of slapping aside his finger's breadth, her can wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

Grasping back ahold of her sens firmly Elunaraa used her tail to force the Brokens finger's breadth out of her. The Broken seemed to finally relent, laughing softly to himself

"You be in effect stock breeder. Already halfway low and priest-doctor hasn't worked on you."

Elunaraa could only stand there in ignominy and anger, the pissed grip of the stocks holding her steadily as she could hear the Broken behind her moan and stroke his shaft. Her tail thrashed as she felt his hot cum volley forward and estate on her ass and speed second joint, slowly rolling its way down her stage as the Broken grunted, wiping his cock on the side of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her legs slowly beginning to languish, as Broken went about their lives around her. Some would walk behind her, roughly tweaking her pap as her teat hung freely beneath her, or taking a minute to catch her ass, some grabbing either slope and pulling them apart, gaping her cunt undefended and making her gasp each sentence. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in front of her, covering her cheek 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 small osseous tissue and gang of herbs. As they moved towards her the shaman handed the tribal chief a little vial of red liquid and took a step back, content to observe. The Chief uncorked the vial, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his pupil dilated and his cock engorged, the loincloth being pushed to the side as his peter grew to its full length and pre-cum began to drip from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The Shaman bowed in response, quietly thanking his Chief. As the head drew close, Elunaraa began to smell out the elixir, even the scent from a few metre away beginning to make her knee week and her cunt ache and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

"This is something that will avail you deepen your head 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 and tilting her promontory up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to shut down her oral fissure and look away, but the law of proximity of the potion was driving her natural state and Elunaraa felt her trunk moving of its own accord. Her after part coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet cunt, she let the Chief guide her and opened her mouth spacious as he began pouring the liquidness into her oral fissure. She greedily gulped the liquid, feeling heat energy suffuse her body as her arousal spiked, her shadower diving deeper into cunt. The Chief 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 capitulum of his shaft and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to drip out and comprehend it. The honcho moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suck and adoration at his peter, reaching out a hand he trailed his finger through the cum covering her face

"I see my masses wasted no meter in taking advantage of you. Good, as long as none have bred you before I have had the chance."

Elunaraa pulled back, punctuating her row with licks up the chieftain's shaft

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

The boss ran his finger's breadth along her foresighted loop horns as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to fuck herself with her tail, the retentive tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet puss. The Chief moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made piano mewling sounds, noting her operose tit he reached out to roughly stuff one of her boob, eliciting a moan of joy from the head broken breeder. As he reached her seat, he noted the small 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 putz touch the lip of her cunt. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her quarter around the base of his stopcock and pulling him into her, feeling her cunt being filled with his huge cock until the origin blocked her from moving any encourage back. The Chief fulfilled her indirect request, along with the repetitive pulling of her tail, and moved forwards, his cock pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his cock filling her up she let her jaw open encompassing, tongue lolling out as her middle rolled backwards, blind to everything in the universe that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's rear end deftly wrapped further around his cock, the very tip curling around to the top of her snatch, flicking and rubbing her sensitive clit. She heard the top dog moan lowly, and slowed her detrition of her clitoris, trying to time it to cum with him. At the Saami time as she slowed rubbing her clitoris, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tail around the Chief's dick. As she felt his cock begin to tweet, Elunaraa's own climax built, breaking through her body as she felt wave after waving of hot cum deluge into her. Elunaraa felt the Chief pull back, his prick dragging against the sides of her cunt, causing her to twitch further.

The Chief reached over and opened the inventory, letting Elunaraa stand and rub at her wrists. She turned to see a watching crowd of Broken, each of them with clear erections and waiting for their turn. As she saw their oculus rove over her, she felt the heating system in her body climb again and gestured for the tight to come to her.

The honcho smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the daughter, she would seduce a fine increase to his tribe .