Taryn is the son of the high school power of the conglomerate of Kom, encompassing nearly half of the known world, inhabited by many different specie of beings, sentient and otherwise. Taryn 's father, grandfather, and great grandfather have worked long and intemperate unite and expand the empire after a long era of topsy-turvyness and strife, to large achiever. The the great unwashed expand and love their baron, no state of war exist within the Empire, and borders are peaceful and stable. The king is loved, capable, and in great physical health, so the job of being prince is mostly easy-going. Taryn spends his days adventuring, riding sawhorse, chasing girls and reading books, all in the service of learning about his hereafter rule. He is marvelous, big, with golden fuzz and drear center, a panoptic chest and muscular frame. When he turns 18, he is called forth by the King. In the interestingness of extraneous policy and public image, the Riley B King has deemed it meter for Taryn to venture to the Western molding of the Empire. There, a abstruse and old forest forms a natural water parting between the fair and bounteous lands of XXX, and the unknown Westlands. To further understanding of the world beyond the border, a deputation will be sent to explore the afforest and its indweller. Taryn will be sent ahead with a small contingent of soldiers as a scouting company.

Taryn woke up and felt he could not sleep any more, so he got up and put on his dress. Instead of his regular, princely clothes, with the recognizable royal coloring material and emblazoned with the royal seal, he donned a knit stitch, earth-colored tunica. He wanted to fit in and not be recognized as prince where ever he went. He slid his dagger in his bang, got his satchel, and opened the doorway quietly. He looked around and noticed that the pocket-sized Greenwich Village near the boundary of the woods where they were staying was still silent. He figured if he wanted to really explore this area, he could not be surrounded by guards and diplomatist, so he might as well sneak out for a initiatory exploring trip right now. Instead of going down the stairs leading to the main Marguerite Radclyffe Hall of the wooden home, he turned the box and walked down the hall towards the kitchen. He went down the back stairs and, still walking quietly, made it to the hinder door. After one in conclusion look back at the village, which was still sleeping, he made for the edge of the Grant Wood, ready to see what these wild Land have to offer..

While there was no wall or trench here, it was unclouded what the molding was : the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree telephone line was stark and brighten, as though kept up by gardeners. Taryn knew this was not so, and that many secret surround these Sir Henry Wood, there border being one of them. There was no way of life, but the great unwashed in the village spoke of a river, somewhat deeper in the forest. If he could keep up this river, he would, at some distributor point, arrive at a picket point at the substructure of the mountains in the Cicily Isabel Fairfield. Listening closely for any sounds of H2O, and looking around carefully to call back most of what he saw, he made his way deeper into the forest. The leaf nearly drowned out the sunshine, creating a constant near-dusk, and tangles of arm, parting, and undergrowth made walking and navigating difficult, but Taryn ventured deep into the woods. He had walked for what felt like a few hours when he decided to get a eternal rest. His guards would most likely be looking for him by now, in and around the village, most likely thinking he was with some honest maiden of the hamlet. He was not too concern and stood up after a few minutes, stretched, and continued on.

By now, the trees were thicker and more overgrown than he had ever seen before, and he saw works he never heard or read of in his life. In gain to the sounds of strange birds or critters in the space, he thought the rush of water was audible as well. This gave him new Energy Department, and focusing on the sound he ventured on. Then he stopped. Ahead of him, there was a noise. It was coming toward him, he drew his knife and soon stood face to face with an orc. He had known somewhat civilized orcs in the city, and heard of many other kindred spread all around the empire and beyond. The orc was as tall as he was, but bulkier and hunched over, with long, knock-down blazon dangling alongside him. His grimace was a dark grey people of colour, his tooth looked mean and his dark optic looked intimidating. Taryn brandished his dagger and declared he came in peace and meant him no damage. Right as he finished, he felt two arms grab him around his arm and neck opening while the orc in battlefront of him lunged at him. Before he knew it, he was bent grass over a fallen tree with his hands tied behind his back and his feet tied to the stump.

The orcs stripped him naked and started touching him. Taryn commanded them to stop and threatened to bring the ground forces here if they did not obey, but was silenced when the orc in front of him slapped his face. He lowered his pants and pulled out his articulated lorry heavy dick. It was the same color as the rest of his skin and looked roughly like that of a human, 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 eye, but the orc slapped him again before pushing his dick in the princes mouth. He still resisted, but then felt the other orc spread his ass impertinence. He begged them once again to give up, but gasped when he felt the orc behind him begin to figure out his ass. The superstar was pleasant, but Taryn was scared and humiliated. He was prince and known to chase the most beautiful womanhood. Now he was bent over a log, about to get raped by two orcs. He felt the large, grizzly member pushing 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 block off, to please feature mercy and that they will be richly rewarded if they only stopped now. He felt a hard slap on his ass and gagged on the hard gumshoe in his mouth, which started to go in and out at a steady pace. The second orc cock found his asshole, wet but still a Virgo the Virgin, and started to push against his tight anatomical sphincter. He felt another smacking on his ass, and another one, before another deep push. His ass stretched as the head slid in with the expectoration as lubrication, but as the orc went deeper with each stroke, it soon began to stretch out beyond what seemed possible. Taryn screamed as the enormous thing penetrated his virgin asshole, stretching it inch by inch. To make matters worsened, the passel of his asshole being destroyed made the other orc even steamy, so he grabbed the princes hair's-breadth with one hand and his own pecker with the other. Taryn 's shriek was cut short as the orc slammed his dick into his throat and started fucking his face.

He felt strong workforce with sharp nails all over his consistence as he was fucked in both his hole, they spanked him, squeezed his mamilla, even choked him for what seemed like an etenity. The pain sensation in his ass numbed after a while and he had to clock time his breathing with the facefucking to stay conscious. Then the orc that was riding his ass grabbed his hips and increased his tempo, eliciting a moan from Taryn. The throw became deep and quick, and after a few seconds the long, thick cock exploded with cum. Hot, thick undulation of cum filled Taryn 's ass and started dripping down his balls as the fucking continued for a few more apoplexy. 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 Thomas More. As if on cue, stride became audible from behind some bush. As they came closer, Taryn saw something that made him shudder.

He tried to relinquish himself again, only to be restrained by the two naked orcs. As it came closer, Taryn saw fully what produced the step : a large, sorry centaur with black manes and tan skin, with a cicatrix across his dresser. Taryn had read about centaurs and their tribal society a lot, and had hoped to meet them on his traveling, but not this way. He could only heave at the enormous sawhorse turncock swinging beneath the centaurs hind wooden leg as he approached. Without hesitating, he mounted Taryn and laid his prospicient, warm dick, 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 beginning to poke at his asshole, still gaping and wet from his crimson anal rape just a few minutes ago. The centaur bucked a few clip, missing the fall guy each clip, but finally found its goal. The flared tip stretched the yawn arse undefendable even further as TAryn gasped and cringed. The buck peter pushed on, stretching the princes asshole even further and mystifying, with precum and orc cum as lubricator, as he gasped for air and begged to bar. As he was stretched as far as he could he stopped screaming, only moaning and breathing, wondering how much more his ass would have to suffer.

The Centaur pulled back and started bucking, fucking Taryns Virgo ass and using him for his joy. The prince moaned and shut his center, trying not to consider of what was happening. A few strokes in his ass started to get used to the pain as it stretched out even further, when the horse pecker was pushed in almost to the clod and started cumming. Taryn was restrained, but the cock in his ass pushed him forward as the horse-man got every last bit of pleasance he could, pumping loads of gooey, thich cum into his ass. He felt it fill up his ass, fond strings mystifying inside him and streaming along the horse turncock out and dripping out of him. The centaur started pulling back, still cumming, as Taryn felt his ass relax with every in that slid from his tooshie. Instead of a dreadful, intense stretching, he now felt his ass empty. The ft long, wet, still raise penis fell out, dripping all over and leaving his ass gaping far 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 savage shag he had just received. As the orcs and centaur started to move away, he felt himself lose conciousness ...