Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the soft ground of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the need to move around this far out of Shattrath to determine the herb she needed to craft and betray her potions,

"Great theme Elunaraa, just a tremendous idea. Walk yourself all the way out here because all those damn adventurer are taking up all the easy to notice herbs. Get this nastiness all over your leg. Ugh ! It's going to take weeks to get my legs properly clean again !"

Having finished the belittled philippic 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 knack 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 manifest purpurate hue of a Dreamfoil blossom, expertly plucking the blossoms, she left the shank to regrow for the future. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalists pouch as she stood again, shaking her hired man make of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her worries regarding the cleanliness of her small wooden leg washing away as she spotted More and more herbs, moving with a little leaping in her step as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her low herbalists satchel and was beginning to pressure herbs in to her backpack. Wiping the backbone of one arm across her forehead Elunaraa placed her camp down, quickly wiping the worst of the mud off of her hand on a nearby leaf and retrieving the lunch that she'd wrapped in some oiled paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a long draught of her body of water, balling up the anele paper and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a glimpse of a hunched fig through the tall mushroom cloud trees of the Ngaio Marsh. Taking a import to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a mutter old log where she had convinced herself of another marshland 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 small input 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 caparison of civilisation about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as tall and as wide about the shoulder joint as a noble male Draenei of her kind, but instead of the stately and big kisser of a Draenei, this tool 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 marked-up loincloth covering its groin and was holding a long spear of staple Natalie Wood. Elunaraa took a moment before replying, internally wincing at the lance of fear 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 show me the way back to the Terokkar wood border ? I can pay you ! I have a small sum of money on me."

The Broken stared at her for a few present moment before nodding

"young lady come with me."

The Broken turned on his heel and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snatch up her plurality and follow. It took Elunaraa a few moments to pick up up to the Broken, his spear lending him aid with moving through the marsh. 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 up.They walked onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a match of steps, forging forward with a pace 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 script was resting over one her white meat, he seemed to realise it too, squeezing her chest hard for a moment before dropping his manus

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely take her scandal, keeping it tempered only through her concern of the Broken and the situation. She looked up from the muck that she had been staring at for the last few minute and was startled to find herself on the outskirts of some conformation of small Broken hamlet. Elunaraa looked around for a few moments, blinking in confusion before managing to verbalise a low reaction

"Wha-"

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

"lookout do in force. Bring back breeder for clan."

"Me go tell chief."

Elunaraa barely had clock 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 footing keeping her off Libra the Balance as she saw the Broken that had brought her this far striding away further into the bivouac. As she was yanked along Elunaraa could hear Broken emerging from their huts and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"Want fuck breeder."

"Breeder has pack, shoot, study !"

With the last input she felt one of the Broken compass her camp 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 body, leaving her breasts bare to the rest of the camp, the rough clout tugged slightly on the lowly metal legal community that she had payed a healer to put in. disgrace rose in Elunaraa as alongside the veneration and the wrath that she felt at her situation, lust was the elemental sentiment running through her head. The idea of being kept and used as this tribes breeding whore had been snowballing in her mind, and with it, her arousal had been building.

The Broken brought her to the centre of the village where they had set up a pair of neckcloth that they forced her head and weaponry through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a large forget me drug around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each other about her, which only served to foster recreate her psyche's secret fantasies. It didn't take long for a Broken to take the air up in movement of her, followed by the picket that had brought her here. This Broken was taller than the others and seemed slightly to a lesser extent corrupt. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his finger's breadth trailing along her body. As he returned to her front he moved his loincloth to the slope, revealing his quickly hardening cock. Easily 10 inch long, it had been corrupted as much as the quietus of his consistence, covered in heavily ridges, it hung heavy in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The watchword cut through the silence of the refugee camp with a exercising weight to them, from the voice of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her face, as a good deal as her head was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a battle. She gathered as lots spite as she could muster in her voice and replied

"Light take you abomination !"

secretiveness reigned in the encampment for long indorsement following her proclamation. Finally broken by the headman's laughing reply

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

With that proclamation, the Chief turned and strode from the settlement center. The scout that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a with child hut with sens pouring from an chess opening in the ceiling. Most of the Broken that had been watching her grow and went back to their huts and business with the Chief's departure.

A pair of broken strike towards her,

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

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

Elunaraa struggled in the Malcolm stock as she started to hold on what they meant, desperately trying to relieve 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 of meat, hands rubbing along her tit and roughly pinching at her perforate teat. Elunaraa had difficultness replying with her breathing becoming more coarse

"Light Within -ugh- curse you."

The former Broken, had moved behind her and respond instead of the one touching her

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

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's hand grab her ass, his finger touching the wet eyepatch where she'd soaked through her shorts. Elunaraa gasped in response and flicked out with her tail, smacking the Broken's script away from her. He grunted and grabbed her tail end, holding it away with one hand while moving his early hand back to rub at her aching cunt through the shorts. This fourth dimension all Elunaraa could do was moan and thrash her tail ineffectually as the Broken's gravid fingerbreadth rubbed up and down her soused shorts.

The Broken that had been grabbing her titmouse moved around to her front, pulling out his long cock and stroking it in social movement of her cheek. She could feel the heat coming off his dick and the lilliputian flake of his pre-cum landing on her brass. The Broken behind her cover to rub his large finger over her hot and wet bitch, Elunaraa's breathing becoming more ragged as the stimulant brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely conscious of the Broken in front of her as his respiration became shorter and sharper, small grunts coming from him. Elunaraa felt her legs get-go to stir as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's fingerbreadth relentlessly rubbing over her gourmandize clit. Her jaw dropped open and she felt her eyes rolling back as she panted from the force of her orgasm, in time for the Broken in front man of her to break out, his hot cum splashing into her mouthpiece and covering her face. Sputtering in her effort to push the cum out of her mouth, causing it to instead roll up down her mentum, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captors

"luminance - ugh - payoff you. Beasts."

The Broken in front of her affected forward, pushing out the last drops of his cum onto her boldness before walking away. Behind her, the early Broken hooked his digit into the slightly free fabric around her tail, tearing her short circuit open and leaving her wet twat receptive to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the boost indignation, her rear lacing in an attempt to free itself and punish the Broken. She felt her tail faux pas free of his finger, immediately whipping it down to slap his fingers away from her puss at the Saame here and now as she felt the Brokens fingerbreadth slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive moan escape her lips as instead of slapping aside his fingerbreadth, her tail wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

Grasping back ahold of her sense firmly Elunaraa used her tail to draw in the Brokens fingers out of her. The Broken seemed to finally relent, laughing softly to himself

"You be well stock breeder. Already halfway broken and shaman hasn't worked on you."

Elunaraa could only stand there in shame and wrath, the nasty grip of the stocks holding her steadily as she could hear the Broken behind her groan and stroke his cock. Her can thrashed as she felt his hot cum burst forward and land on her ass and upper second joint, slowly rolling its way down her legs as the Broken grunted, wiping his prick on the side of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her legs slowly beginning to pine, as Broken went about their lives around her. Some would walk behind her, roughly tweaking her teat as her tits hung freely beneath her, or taking a minute to take hold of her ass, some grabbing either face and pulling them apart, gaping her snatch open and making her gasp each time. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in movement 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 diminished castanets and gang of herbs. As they moved towards her the Shaman handed the headman a small phial of red liquid and took a footfall back, subject matter to observe. The boss uncorked the ampul, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his pupils dilated and his cock engorged, the breechclout being pushed to the side 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 head drew close, Elunaraa began to smell the elixir, even the scent from a few m away beginning to nominate her stifle week and her snatch ache and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

"This is something that will aid 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 fingerbreadth under her chin and tilting her mind up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to fold her mouth and look away, but the law of proximity of the potion was driving her wild and Elunaraa felt her body moving of its own agreement. 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 mouth wide as he began pouring the liquidness into her sassing. She greedily gulped the liquid, feeling heating system suffuse her torso as her arousal spiked, her tail diving deeper into bitch. The chief moved forward, the tip of his dick resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

Elunaraa wasted no metre in pushing her head forward, licking at the straits of his tool and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to dribble out and cover it. The Chief moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suck and adoration at his cock, reaching out a hand he trailed his finger through the cum covering her face

"I see my the great unwashed 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 words with lick up the tribal chief's rooster

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

The Chief ran his finger along her long curled trump as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to fuck herself with her bum, the farseeing tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet cunt. The Chief moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made easy mewling auditory sensation, noting her backbreaking pap he reached out to roughly coerce one of her breasts, eliciting a moan of pleasance from the psyche broken breeder. As he reached her prat, he noted the small 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 turncock touch the lips of her bitch. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her tail around the radix of his cock and pulling him into her, feeling her bitch being filled with his huge stopcock until the stocks blocked her from moving any further back. The Chief fulfilled her wishes, along with the insistent pulling of her tush, and moved forwards, his pecker pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his hammer filling her up she let her jaw open encompassing, clapper lolling out as her eyes rolled backwards, dim to everything in the cosmos that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's nates deftly wrapped further around his cock, the very tip curling around to the top of her twat, flicking and rubbing her sensitive clit. She heard the Chief groan lowly, and slowed her rubbing of her clitoris, trying to time it to cum with him. At the Sami metre as she slowed rubbing her clit, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tooshie around the Chief's cock. As she felt his tool begin to twitch, Elunaraa's own coming built, breaking through her body as she felt wave after Wave of hot cum flood into her. Elunaraa felt the gaffer wrench back, his cock dragging against the sides of her twat, causing her to twitch further.

The Chief reached over and opened the stocks, letting Elunaraa tie-up and rub at her wrists. She turned to see a watching crowd of Broken, each of them with clear erections and waiting for their number. As she saw their optic rove over her, she felt the heat in her body rising slope again and gestured for the closest to make out to her.

The Chief smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the miss, she would pretend a fine addition to his tribe .