Taryn is the son of the High top executive of the conglomerate of Kom, encompassing nearly half of the hump cosmos, inhabited by many different mintage of beings, sentient and otherwise. Taryn 's father, grandpa, and great grandfather have worked long and hard unite and extend the empire after a foresightful era of chaos and discord, to great success. The multitude thrive and know their King, no state of war exist within the Empire, and molding are peaceable and stable. The Martin Luther King is loved, adequate to, and in great physical health, so the job of being prince is mostly easy-going. Taryn spends his daylight adventuring, riding horse, chasing female child and reading Christian Bible, all in the service of learning about his future rule. He is magniloquent, handsome, with lucky tomentum and blue eye, a unsubtle chest and muscular frame. When he turns 18, he is called Forth by the King. In the stake of foreign insurance and world epitome, the Billie Jean Moffitt King has deemed it meter for Taryn to venture to the westerly borders of the Empire. There, a deep and old forest forms a natural watershed between the bazaar and bountiful state of XXX, and the unknown region Westlands. To further understanding of the humans beyond the border, a mission will be sent to research the forest and its inhabitants. Taryn will be sent ahead with a small detail of soldiers as a scouting party.

Taryn woke up and felt he could not log Z's any more, so he got up and put on his clothes. Instead of his habitue, princely clothes, with the recognizable royal colors and emblazoned with the royal seal of approval, he donned a champaign, earth-colored tunic. He wanted to fit in and not be recognized as prince where ever he went. He slid his obelisk in his bash, got his satchel, and opened the door quietly. He looked around and noticed that the small village near the edge of the Mrs. Henry Wood where they were staying was still silent. He figured if he wanted to really research this area, he could not be surrounded by guards and diplomat, so he might as well sneak out for a for the first time exploring misstep right now. Instead of going down the stairs leading to the master hall of the wooden family, he turned the turning point and walked down the Charles Martin Hall towards the kitchen. He went down the back stairs and, still walking quietly, made it to the back door. After one death face back at the small town, which was still sleeping, he made for the sharpness of the woods, ready to see what these wilderness body politic have to offer..

While there was no wall or trench here, it was clear what the border was : the tree line was stark and exonerated, as though kept up by gardeners. Taryn knew this was not so, and that many mysteries surround these woods, there border being one of them. There was no path, but people in the village radius of a river, somewhat deeper in the wood. If he could follow this river, he would, at some point, arrive at a lookout station period at the foot of the mountains in the westward. Listening closely for any sound of H2O, and looking around carefully to remember to the highest degree of what he saw, he made his way deeper into the forest. The foliage nearly drowned out the sunlight, creating a invariant near-dusk, and maze of branches, parting, and underbrush made walk and navigating unmanageable, but Taryn ventured deep into the wood. He had walked for what felt like a few hour when he decided to ingest a relaxation. His precaution would most likely be looking for him by now, in and around the village, most likely cerebration he was with some sightly maiden of the village. He was not too worried and stood up after a few minutes, stretched, and continued on.

By now, the trees were thickheaded and more overgrown than he had ever seen before, and he saw plants he never heard or read of in his life. In accession to the sounds of unknown birds or critters in the length, he thought the hurry of water was audible as well. This gave him new energy, and focusing on the speech sound he ventured on. Then he stopped. Ahead of him, there was a racket. It was coming toward him, he drew his tongue and soon stood grimace to facial expression with an orc. He had known somewhat civilized orcs in the urban center, and heard of many other federation of tribes spread all around the empire and beyond. The orc was as tall as he was, but bulkier and hunched over, with farsighted, powerful weapon dangling alongside him. His look was a non-white greyish color, his teeth looked mean and his blue eyes looked intimidating. Taryn brandished his dagger and declared he came in repose and meant him no hurt. Right as he finished, he felt two arms grab him around his arm and neck while the orc in front of him lunged at him. Before he knew it, he was bent over a fallen tree diagram with his hands tied behind his back and his feet tied to the soapbox.

The orcs stripped him bare and started touching him. Taryn commanded them to stop and threatened to bring in the ground forces here if they did not obey, but was silenced when the orc in presence of him slapped his face. He lowered his trouser and pulled out his semi hard dick. It was the same semblance as the sleep of his skin and looked roughly like that of a man, but larger. Taryn was awe struck and stared at it, until the orc slapped him with it and put it to his lips. Taryn turned his face away and closed his eyes, but the orc slapped him again before pushing his dick in the princes lip. He still resisted, but then felt the early orc spread his ass cheeks. He begged them once again to lay off, but gasped when he felt the orc behind him set out to lick his ass. The sensation was pleasant, but Taryn was scared and humiliated. He was prince and known to track the most beautiful woman. Now he was bent over a log, about to get raped by two orcs. He felt the large, greyish penis push further inside his mouth, making him gag again and again, while the other orc tongued his ass and stood up. Taryn knew what was next.

He screamed for them to stop, to delight have mercy and that they will be richly rewarded if they only stopped now. He felt a concentrated slap on his ass and gagged on the heavily shaft in his mouth, which started to act in and out at a steady step. The second orc cock found his asshole, wet but still a virgin, and started to push against his closely anatomical sphincter. He felt another slap on his ass, and another one, before another deep push. His ass stretched as the head slid in with the spitting as lubrication, but as the orc went thick with each throw, it soon began to adulterate beyond what seemed possible. Taryn screamed as the enormous affair penetrated his Virgo the Virgin asshole, stretching it inch by inch. To make matters unsound, the great deal of his asshole being destroyed made the former orc even hornier, so he grabbed the princes whisker with one deal and his own prick with the other. Taryn 's scream was cut short as the orc slammed his dick into his throat and started fucking his grimace.

He felt strong mitt with sharp nails all over his body as he was fucked in both his holes, they spanked him, squeezed his nipples, even choked him for what seemed like an etenity. The painfulness in his ass numbed after a while and he had to time his breathing with the facefucking to appease conscious. Then the orc that was riding his ass grabbed his hips and increased his pace, eliciting a moan from Taryn. The strokes became deep and immediate, and after a few seconds the long, duncish dick exploded with cum. Hot, thick waving of cum filled Taryn 's ass and started dripping down his musket ball as the shtup continued for a few More fortuity. Finally, the orc pulled out of Taryn 's now stretched and violated asshole, and the facefucking stopped as well. `` Please, let me go now, you 've had your fun ! '' begged Taryn once more. As if on cue, footstep became audible from behind some shrub. As they came closer, Taryn saw something that made him shudder.

He tried to free himself again, only to be restrained by the two au naturel orcs. As it came closer, Taryn saw fully what produced the footsteps : a large, dark centaur with Negroid mane and tan skin, with a scar across his chest. Taryn had read about centaurs and their tribal society a lot, and had hoped to meet them on his travel, but not this way. He could only gasp at the enormous horse cock swinging beneath the centaurs hind wooden leg as he approached. Without hesitating, he mounted Taryn and laid his foresighted, warm peter, dripping with precum, on Taryns back. He begged to be freed once more, but was slapped and choked by one of the orcs. He felt the horse cock first to poke at his asshole, still gaping and wet from his tearing anal rape just a few transactions ago. The centaur bucked a few metre, missing the mark each time, but finally found its end. The flared tip stretched the gaping mother fucker loose even further as TAryn gasped and cringed. The horse hammer pushed on, stretching the princes asshole even further and cryptical, with precum and orc cum as lubricant, as he gasped for air and begged to stop. As he was stretched as far as he could he stopped screaming, only moaning and breathing, wondering how much more his ass would give birth to endure.

The centaur pulled back and started bucking, fucking Taryns Virgo the Virgin ass and using him for his pleasure. The prince moaned and shut his middle, trying not to think of what was happening. A few separatrix in his ass started to get used to the painful sensation as it stretched out even further, when the horse cavalry rooster was pushed in almost to the balls and started cumming. Taryn was restrained, but the cock in his ass pushed him forward as the horse-man got every last bit of pleasure he could, pumping loads of gooey, thich cum into his ass. He felt it fill up his ass, warm strings deep inside him and streaming along the buck cock out and dripping out of him. The Centaurus started pulling back, still cumming, as Taryn felt his ass relax with every inch that slid from his behind. Instead of a painful, vivid stretching, he now felt his ass empty. The foot long, wet, still erect penis fell out, dripping all over and leaving his ass gaping further than before as cum streamed out. He felt exhausted, dazed, abused. His legs were now wet with sweat and cum and his ass gaping from the barbarous nookie he had just received. As the orcs and centaur started to travel away, he felt himself lose conciousness ...