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There was the sound of a branch behind Zalor - a red scaled, white-horned dragonborn. He stretched his wings and let out a growl, his prey was near. One of the orcs had left their tribe and had been terrorizing the local village. They hired the large dragonborn to take care of the problem for them, the large scaled beast had a reputation for being able to deal with invading orcs silently.

He drew his bow and turned around when he heard another branch snap. The silence of the forest made the sounds easy to follow. Too easy... Zalor suddenly heard the whizzing of a stone being thrown near him from behind, using his thick tail to swat it out of the way and turn around to let loose an arrow.

Nothing... Zalor was drawing another arrow when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around, but was too slow - there was a loud CRACK as he was hit in the head with a thick branch. And then, darkness.

Zalor awoke hours later in a dimly lit cave, his whole body hurt when he noticed that he was tied to the cave floor, hands tied together behind his back with his tail tied to his own body.

"Nngh. fuck" He muttered, trying to break the itchy rope, but foudn it useless, whoever tied these knots knew what they were doing. Thankfully the rope had some slack - but just not enough to get his hands under his ass to bite at the rope.

Zalor heard footsteps entering the cave, not one but two orcish voices coming to the dragon's ears. The two men entered Zalor's vision and he let out a growl, the two men laughing.

"Scaly boy thinks he can escape!" Said the forst our. He was taller, with rippling muscles and blue tattoo's along his whole body that seeingly went under his loincloth, the only clothing they wore.

Zalor snapped up "Let me go and I'll let you live"

"How about we DON'T let you go and we live?" the second orc said. He was shorter and pugier, but either of them would give Zalor a run for his money in a fight. The dragon taking a deep breath in to use his breath weapon when the larger orc suddenly stepped forward and held the dragon's jaw shut, causing Zalor to burn his mouth. "MMMPH" He said, coughing as smoke poured from his nostrils

"Bad lizard" the shorter orc spoke, grinning down at the captive as the larger brute released the dragon's jaw. The large orc - the Chief - shook his head

"I know you dragon types. Can;t use your weapon for a week after you try it... And by then" the chief leaned down to whisper, gripping the dragon's horn "You'll be our willing bitch"

Zalor growled out and spat at the orc's, who took a step back to avoid the insulting gesture. "you stinking orc's are terrorizing that village-"

"Only after they tried to kill us..." the shorter orc responded, backhanding the dragon across the muzzle.

"Calm down Orok..." the chief said, smiling. "Don't want to kill our prisoner yet" the orc said. "First we have to show him who's boss" He explained, stepping forward and yanking off his jockstrap.

The dragon gasped at the sight of the massive cock hanging in front of him, looking away from the orc's shaft, only to see the other orc, Orok, do the same. The dragon tried to shut his eyes and look down but felt a strong hand grab one of his horns and wrench him to look up before he felt something warm splash against his scales.

Zalor opened his eyes and was shocked at what he saw - both orc's had begun to piss on him, drenching him from head to toe in acrid orc fluid. "Ugh... Stop! Please!" Zalor said, doing his best to not get any in his mouth.

The orc's laughed at eachother as they continued to piss on the dragon, aiming straight for his face. After a few moments, the two streams began to slow to a stop before they finally ceased, the Chief yanking the dragon to his sweaty crotch by the horns. "Get to work, boy"

Zalor gasped as he was brought forward, the piss and sweat covered cock stuck in his face, where he took a breath and couldn't help but smell the deep, musky, aroma of the orc's unwashed cock. He gave a grunt and tried to pull away. "Get that thing out of my face before I bite it off" He said

the orc laughed at this and threw the dragon to the ground, the chief kicking him onto his stomach. "Don't want to clean my cock? Then I guess I'll just use your ass instead"

Zalor's eyes opened wide and he began to squirm "Please! No! I-I'll do it!" Zalor said, panicing at the thought of anyone's cock going in his hole, especially one as large as the Chief's

The Chief grinned as he leaned down and hauled the piss-soaked dragon up to his knees again, using the scaled creature's horns as a handle he forced the dragon into his musky crotch. "Get to work" He said, to which, hesitantly, Zalor let his tongue peek out of his maw and begin to lap at the orc's sweaty balls. He recoiled at the taste but continued to work on the orc's balls, slowly moving up the brute's hardening green shaft.

Orok was grinning wide as he watched the humiliating act, slowly stroking his own cock to life at the sight while the Chief kept a good grip on the dragon's horn. "Remember" the chief said. "If I feel even the slightest touch of teeth... that ass is ours. Now open wide" he continued, his cock soon rock hard and drooling precum - his cock was giant, the dragon needing to open his maw as wide as possible to get the head into his mouth, closing his eyes as he slowly decended on the orc.

Orok walked closer so he was standing right next to the chief, drooling precum all over the dragon's face, jerking his own thick cock - though smaller than the chief's.

Chief grunted in dissatisfaction of the dragon's minstrations - the scaled beast doing the bare minimum, not using his tongue at all and doing slightly better than just holding the cock in his mouth. Chief took his cock from the dragon and slapped his snout with it. "I gotta do everything myself, don't I?" He snarled, grabbing the dragon's horns with both hands and beginning to fuck the dragon's face; snarling in agression as tears formed in Talor's eyes.

Talor couldn't believe this was happening. He was meant to hunt orcs! He was built like a tank but still found himself at the mercy of these two massive brutes. He coughed and sputtered as the orc's cock pounded against his throat, demanding entrance, before he suddenly pressed hard against the dragon;s throat and grunted as he forced the red-scaled beast to open up, gagging as the thick green cock forced it's way deeper. It wasn't long until the orc could feel the captive beast's nose against his pubes, sighing in pleasure as he held the dragon there and just gently pumped his hips.

Talor's vision swam, he was unable to breathe with the fat cock down his throat, grunting and groaning, trying to pull back his vision started to tunnel when the Chief finally released his horns, the dragon pulling back and coughing for air, gasping to regain control of his breathing. He looked up and saw Orok standing there, reaching down and grabbing the dragon's horn. "No, no!" Talor said, being forced to suck the second orc cock, spit and precum flowing from his maw, covering his face in it; unable to get a good rhythm for breathing from the agressive jackhammering that Orok did.

Orok grunted out as he pounded the dragon's throat like it was a well trained pussy, sighing in pleasure as he used the dragon. "Enough!" the chief said with a wicked grin, suddenly pushing the dragon over onto his back, into the puddle of piss on the hard stone floor.

Zalor looked up at the two orc's, the chief placing a foot on the dragon's chest. "Orok... Open him up..." He said, a look of abject fear on the dragon's face.

"you said-"

"Doesn;t matter. I changed my mind. Maybe if you were better at sucking cock Orok wouldn't be lubing up his cock"

"Please... Please no..." the dragon said, Chief rolling his eyes and standing over the dragon.

"Shut up" He said before squatting down, his hairy, sweat, ass being placed right on top of the dragon;s snout, the redscaled creature struggling to get away.

"Get that tongue to work or I won't let you breathe" Chief said

Orok moved between the dragon's legs and smiled - forcing a lubricated finger into Zalor's ass, who gasped in pain taking in a deep whiff of orc musk. He didn't want to, but knowing he needed to breathe, the dragon stuck his tongue out and began to lick at the orc's hairy, sweaty, hole.

"There's a good bitch" Chief said, watching Orok slowly stretching the dragon's exposed tailhole - the redscaled creature's internal cock slowly beginning to expos itself between his scales.

Orok knelt on the stone floor and pulled his finger out, lining up his cock and in one brutal thrust buried every last inch of his fat cock into the dragon who screamed in response. "He's tight!" Orok growled out, beginning to thust in and out of the hole, showing no mercy to his prey.

Chief groaned out, jerking his mammoth cock as he rode the dragon's face, sighing in pleasure as he watched his subordinate fuck the dragon, opening him up for the larger cock.

Zalor was crying from the pain of the intrusion and the humiliation of being forced to eat out the orc's asshole, groaning out in pain but the constant stimulation made his body react of its own accord. He could feel his scales begin to slide apart, his own cock sliding out and growing erect. soon enough the dragon's cock was rock hard and drooling precum

"He likes it!" Chief laughed, reaching down and giving the cock a few strokes. "You dragons are nothing compared to us orcs" He teased, slapping the cock before standing up from the draogn's maw - Zalor gasping for fresh air.

Orok's pace suddenly changed inside the dragon as he grew closer and closer to orgasm, suddenly forcing every last inch of his cock inside and cumming. Hard. Hot, sticky orc cum splashing across the dragon's insides, filling him. Orok gasped and groaned before pulling out without ceremony, the off-white cum leaking from that dragon's gaping ass.

The dragon's hole was not empty for long, as the Chief leaned down and began to slide his cock into the dragon's hole. "Fuuuuck yeah." He sighed - the cum acting as lubricant which quelled the pain for the dragon, not that Chief cared.

Orok watched the paid couple, breathing heavily as he recovered from his own orgasm, watching his chief pick up his pace before he was outright rutting into the dragon - his thick orc cock stretching Zalor further than ever before, making the dragon make the most delicious noises.

Zalor's cock was dripping precum like a faucet, begging to be touched as Chief raped his conquest - looking the dragon deep in the eyes, which the scaled beast tried to turn away from.

Zalor felt the Chief change his angle and suddenly the dragon saw stars, the brute fucking straight into the dragon's prostate. "Oh, you like that, do ya?" The orc laughed, smacking the dragon;s cock again with a grunt.

To say that the two fucked would be wrong. Chief fucked, and Zalor was little more than a hole - but a hole with a leaking cock that, without warning, suddenly began to shoot hot cum all over the dragon's red scales, mixing with the piss and sweat that had already settled there.

"HA! I knew it!" Chief said, the dragon coming down from his orgasm, the pleasure once agaisnt being replaced by pain. "Some hunter you are... We should introduce you to the whole tribe..." He said, picking up his pace. "Make you our personal cocksleeve, nothing more than breeding stock" He laughed, suddenly pulling out of the dragon and jerking his cock. He walked up to the scaled creature's head and grabbed his horns "Open wide" He said. "I want to watch your face as you taste orc cum" He laughed, the dragon continuing to struggle before the Chief slapped him. "Open wide or I'll let my men take your ass two at a time" he threatened, the dragon opening his maw a little bit, to which the Chief grabbed the beast's jaw and wrenched it open, forcing his cock into the dragon's mouth and fucking his maw again, groaning in pleasure.

"Oh fuck" Chief gasped, before cumming. Hard. down the dragon's throat - jet after jet of thick cum filled the creature's maw, forcing it straight into the dragon's stomach before he couldn't swallow fast enough and began to cough and choke on the cum leaving his face completely covered in the stuff.

The orc sighed in pleasure oulling out and shooting a jet of cum on the dragon's face in one last humiliating gesture.

Orok and the Chief began to get dressed, looking at the dragon, then eachother, and laughing about something in Orcish.

"We'll be back... With friends"