Date: Tue, 20 Dec 2016 22:45:14 -0500
From: CreepingDawn <CreepingDawn@protonmail.com>
Subject: Orcs

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Title: Orcs

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Many years ago, a lone merchant vessel from the Kingdom of Tyremia, blown
off course and lost at sea amidst a fierce and terrible storm, found safety
in a sheltered lagoon surrounded by a mysterious and yet-unknown
land. Months later, when the ship limped back to King's Reach, word of the
mysterious place prompted the Emperor to send forth a mighty fleet and the
Western Continent was discovered. The people celebrated this remarkable new
world and Tyremia claimed the land as it's own. Duke Remold, a faithful
servant of the crown, was tasked with the new land's colonization.

By almost any measure, historians would later lament, the Duke failed.

Just as construction finished on the first few buildings in the
newly-founded settlement of Bajel, the first human outpost on this distance
continent, war broke out between Tyremia and her neighbors and the Emperor
was forced to direct much of the funds and supplies meant for the westward
expansion to the vicious fight for survival.

Duke Remold persevered but Bajel grew agonizingly slow as the Western
Continent was a harsh wilderness filled with insurmountable mountains and
jungles, oppressive heat and humidity, rocky unmanageable soil, and
dangerous wildlife. Despite this, a small stream of hardy folk did brave
the long sea voyage to the Western Continent and tried their best to tame
the land.

Their success was limited, however, and Duke Remold's legacy fell pitifully
short of his emperor's initial vision. Bajel, the only real settlement on
the continent, was not much more than a large town while the few hundred
miles of human-explored wilderness surrounding it were sparsely populated
with small hamlets, lonely farmsteads, clusters of foresters huts, and a
few mining operations.

Approximately two hundred years after landing, old Duchess Remold, then the
leader of Bajel, commissioned a large exploration party to venture deep
into the continent in search of new and better lands to colonize. Her hope,
she would tell her advisors, was that interior of the continent might hold
wealth immeasurable. With great fanfare, the party, two hundred men and
their families, embarked on the quest. None were ever seen again and the
people began to believe that something foul must have befallen the
travelers in the distant lands. No-one discussed sending someone to
investigate.

Almost ten years passed before the strange disappearances began.

It started with the occasional woodsman or a hunter going missing with his
body never being recovered. Most folks believed, as was reasonable, that
the poor man had met his ends at the hands of some bear or wolf. Then a
far-flung farm would suddenly stop sending its produce to market and
neighbors, upon investigating, would report a house abandoned and a family
missing. People began to talk in hushed tones that something was not
right. Eventually, a mine deep in the northern hills was found filled with
corpses. The miners, their bodies riddled with mortal wounds, had
apparently barricaded themselves in the primary shaft and fought some sort
of lost battle. Bajel's leaders concluded that bandits must be at work and
a call to create, train, and arm a militia was echoed throughout the
land. It never materialized.

The enemy swept into the human domain too quickly. The green-skinned
creatures, their mouths filled with razor-sharp teeth and with horns
protruding from their head, were inhuman and terror seized the people as
hamlets began to burn. The creatures fearsome battle axes were huge and
their battlecries turned the bravest men into cowards. Refugees had little
chance to flee to the safety of the city as the horde moved too quickly,
seizing almost every human in it's path and executing those that
resisted. Like locusts, they swept through human held lands unopposed,
announcing in the human's own tongue that they were Orci and they were the
rightful rulers of the world.

Bajel city walls were breached almost effortlessly due to the utter
surprise of the attack and the orcs met little resistance when it became
clear to the terrified humans that the invaders only killed those who took
up arms against them. As day turned to night, the victorious orcs ransacked
the city for anything of value and every last human was found, accounted
for, and handed over to the professional orcish slavers. The great
celebration was made greater when the Duke's thirteen and nine year old
sons were captured hiding in a basement with some retainers and
staff. Their father, of course, had perished in the brief and one-sided
fighting. By morning, the human city of Bajel was aflame and the orcish
horde, it's new slaves in tow, was traveling back into the dark continent
from which it came.

The war chiefs took some time to depart, however, as they stood facing the
ocean from which the human's had arrived. The horde would never travel to
human lands, the war chiefs knew, because no Orc would ever willingly set
foot upon a ship for fear of the deep water beneath. A tempting prize, the
old orcs mumbled as they imagined a land filled with humans, but a prize
forever out of reach. Still, they grinned excitedly as the invasion of this
human colony would provide enough stock to breed an endless supply of
slaves for the great orc clans.

The huge force pressed deeper and deeper into the dark continent for many
days as more and more war parties, their own valuables and slaves in tow,
joined up with the great host. Finally, though, the mighty horde came to
the great Mealac, the war band's initial staging area, and a great camp was
pitched. Mo'Tak, the high chief, issued many orders in the following days
as the women and girls, numbering nearly nine thousand, were divided up and
sent onward to the various orcish cities scattered throughout the
continent. It wasn't until every woman, girl, and boy-child less than nine
years old was traveling to the farthest reaches of the clans' holdings did
Mo'Tak summon the Duke's sons to his tent to begin the Mara'hemoca or the
great telling.

As was tradition among the Horde, a vanquished enemies leader was formally
told in the Mara'hemoca of the fate of his people. Since the Duke had died,
it was determined, after some debate, that his sons would be told in his
stead.

He told the boys of his people, numbering in the hundreds of thousands,
that had ruled this continent for thousands of years. He told them that his
people rarely ventured into the eastern coastal region and were shocked
when the human explorers entered Orc land ten years prior. He told them
that, after capturing that band, the orc tribes learned of the human
people, their language, and their history.

While their initial inclination was to execute the interlopers, he said,
the orcs eventually realized two very important facts about the
humans. First, the humans could be domesticated much more easily than
conquered orc tribes as the humans were subservient by nature and easily
broken. If the orcs were able to get enough human stock, it was realized,
it would be easy to breed an entire slave race whose passivity would ensure
the orcs an easy time. This appealed to the orcish clans as rebellious orc
slaves had often found ways to make trouble for their masters.

Second, and perhaps even more important, the orcs discovered that the
bodies of male humans drove male orcs to the highest sexual peaks. An
already overly-sexual species, male orcs had strong libidos and, up until
the discovery of the humans, the only outlet for male orc sexual energy was
female orcs. While that sex was fine, the discovery that sex with the men
and boys of the human scouting party was infinitely better created a loud
chorus of demands that more humans males be seized at once. Mo'tak
explained to the stunned boys that the male human's scent began to change
around age nine and the new scent was the purest and most enticing
aphrodisiac the orcs had ever encountered. When the boys began to weep,
Mo'tak tried to calm their fears by telling them that the sex-slaves
reacted to the orc males as a bitch reacts to a pack of male dogs: the
scent of a lust-filled orc male reduced every human male to a placid and
willing whore.

So a plan was hatched, he explained. The orc tribes would send a large war
party to seize the remaining humans. They would be taken back to orcish
civilization where they would be forced to frequently breed with each other
with the hope of producing as many offspring as possible. The males of the
species would be used as sexual objects almost indefinitely as the demand
for a male human flesh was at a fevered pitch. Mo'Tak graphically described
the sexual demands placed on every single man from that original scouting
party, as well as their male offspring, while telling the boys that all
human males would be spending their remaining days with huge sweaty orcs
using them for their bodies. The females of the species would be kept in a
constant state of pregnancy while they cooked, cleaned, and did all the
domestic chores the female orcs were glad to give up. It was hoped that the
human population would grow as rapidly as possible so the many clans could
begin to benefit from a permanent slave underclass.

When the Mara'hemoca was finished, Mo'tak announced to the boys that the
war band was to now receive it's due reward. The Jake'tesh, as it would be
called in the future, was to be the ceremony which turned free and proud
human males into orcish Be'kek or slaves to sex. Taking each of the
youngster's hands, Mo'tak brought them to the very center of the
Mealac. There they found a huge raised dais surrounded by an enormous open
field filled with the remaining prisoners. The ten thousand men and boys
were bound and obviously anxious as to their fate while many times their
number of orcs looked on hungrily.

As the many thousands looked on, the duke's sons were stripped of their
clothing and a dozen of the highest ranking warriors were summoned forward
to breed the bashful and terrified youngsters. They stripped as well, their
impressive members stiff and dripping copious fluids onto the ground as
they encircled the shrinking boys. Mo'tak began to chant the Alr'mac, his
rhythmic voice never stopping as the warriors began their assault, shoving
thick cocks into the boy's unwilling mouths as long orcish tongues began to
lick and suckle the squirming children. The boys resisted the sweaty orcs
rubbing against them and the orc seed seeping down their throats for some
time but they eventually became flushed with lust and their bodies betrayed
them. Mo'tak's chanting became louder as their moans filled the Mealac.

With thick tongues lapping at their virginal entrances, long rough digits
invading their steaming depths, and puffy orc lips teasing and molesting
their stiff boyish tools, the youngsters eventually began to squirm as
unfamiliar feelings coursed through their bodies. The oldest was first to
shout in surprise as his member erupted, the young teen's seed coating the
face of the orc underneath him. His brother squealed in delight moments
later, though his small cocklett only shuddered dryly in delight.

This seemed to send the orcs into a wild frenzy and thick orc cocks were
line up with unsuspecting backsides. The boys, drunk on the seed already
swallowed, took no notice as the orcs' pre-sex poured upon the their
entrances and thick orcish cocks began to slide home. Their flowers opened
magically, pliable and unresisting as inch after inch of hard green
orc-meat slid deeper and deeper into them. The orcs hooted in lust as the
boys' eyes rolled back into their heads, their bodies twitching violently
in pleasure at the invasions. They climaxed again and again as the thick
cockheads sawed against their immature prostates for the first time and the
orcs rammed home, suddenly fucking the small bitches with abandon.

"AAHHAHAHHAHHAHA!!!!!!!" the newly made whores screamed in unimaginable
pleasure as the orcs fucking them roared in their own pent-up climax, orc
seed flowing violently into the deflowered holes.

This roar of triumph was echoed throughout the Mealac as the remaining orc
host, waiting for just that moment, ripped their own clothing off and
attacked the bound and helpless human males.

Over the next two days, the human men and boys were reduced from a proud
and hardy people to cock-hungry sluts begging to worship the bodies of
their orcish masters. The scent of the huge sweaty orcs drove every human
male wild, completely destroying any and all resistance to their new lot in
life. Surveying the massive orgy showed old men with their faces buried
between meaty orcish asses, men in their prime slurping and sucking orcish
armpits and tits, and young boys busily tonguing heavy orcish balls.

The orcs, for their part, were just as enthralled with the human
males. They licked, sucked, slurped, and rubbed every part of their
bitches' bodies, forcing the humans to climax over and over again.

Young boys were of particular delight to the orcs as they realized that the
small sluts could orgasm near continuously if provided proper
stimulation. While older and more mature human males lay panting and
recovering on the ground, groups of horny orcs would seize a youngster from
the crowd and viciously attack the boy's nipples, cocklett, and asshole
with merciless tongues. Within moments, the boy would be lost in a sea of
constant climax as his small body danced and twitched to the delight of his
new masters.

And then there were the orc cocks. Thick and green and with bulbous heads,
the orcs bred their human bitches continuously, fucking the moaning sluts
in every conceivable position. Even if the orcish scent had not been
present to enthrall the human captives, the constant hammering at their
prostates and the frequently induced full-body anal orgasms would have been
enough to make even the most resistant man an addict to orc
dominance. Those powerful and enticing orgasms became more and more
frequent as the orgy continued, a sign that the humans' bodies were
accepting, and even enjoying, their new role as orc sex-toys. And every
human male, from the largest warrior to the smallest boy, was filled with
huge orc meat regularly as the orcish cum and their overpowering scent made
even the smallest human asshole pliant, supple, and able to accommodate orc
cock of any size.

Grandfathers howled in pleasure while they were fucked on all fours.

Men squealed like women as orcs fucked them on their backs.

Little boys drooled in dumb ecstasy while they were bounced up and down on
fat orc cock.

Mo'tak eventually chanted the Telr'mac and the the orgy subsided with a
groan of contentment. The Jake'tesh was over and every human male was now
Be'kek. Over the next few days, men and boys were divided up and sent to
follow the human females to the various orcish cities. There, the orcish
slavers would both pimp out the humans males to the eagerly awaiting masses
and breed the human males with various human females in order to begin the
process of growing the population of the newly acquired slave race. It
would be slow going, Mo'tak knew, as there were many thousands more orcs
than humans and, at least initially, only the most wealthy Orci would be
able to have a human.

But he was confident that, within a few decades, the carefully considered
breeding program would ensure the human population flourished and the many
clans would enter a golden age of material and sexual satisfaction.

And such an age was begat. Over the course of the next four hundred years,
the human population exploded and the clans were filled with the sound of
human women doing chores and giving birth while human males sexually
satisfied their overseers and were rewarded with unimaginable pleasure in
return. Female children would learn from an early age their household
duties and responsibilities while male children would be practically
ignored until the moment their scent changed, usually around age nine, when
they were beset upon by any and all orcish males in the vicinity. These
virginal boys were high prizes and would be subjected to a multi-day
Jake'tesh, with many dozens of orcs introducing the boy to the pleasures of
the flesh and the wonder of orc cock. Every boy was Be'kek after that as
none could resist the siren song of orc sex.

The existence of a permanent slave class which took care of daily chores
and the orc's voracious sexual needs had a profound impact on orcish
society. Freed from the burdens of work, the orcs were able to devote
themselves to education, art, literature, and, most importantly, science. A
revolution of new and innovative technology made life even easier and the
educated orcs developed a political system based on cooperation, mutual
gain, and common goals. The inter-clan warfare that had permeated their
society for so long faded into history and the clans united into a large
orcish empire that thrived. The continent seemed to shrink as orcish
society was able to tame the wild lands around them, growing more and
better food while fighting illness and disease. The population boomed and
prospered.

Eventually, an intrepid orc inventor developed the dirigible and
intra-contintental travel, which had previously taken many weeks, was
reduced to a matter of days. These flying vessels, powered by steam and
underground gasses, allowed for rapid commerce and the trade of
information. The empire continued to prosper as hundreds of ships were
built and travel by air became a way of life for the orcs.

Then a human sailing ship reached the eastern shore and the captured crew
told of the horrors of the human continent. War, famine, disease, strife,
turmoil, and death haunted the once proud human kingdoms and the
hopelessness of the human realm was rapidly leading towards extinction of
mankind. The orc leaders, realizing that the other continent would provide
fertile grounds for their own orcish expansion, began to plan. The
dirigibles, having become common place, would be equipped for war and
intelligence from the captured ship indicated that there was little
defensive strength left in human lands. Seven years later, a fleet of
nine-hundred war-dirigibles and over fifty thousand warriors launched the
eastward invasion. The new age had dawned.