Kharok adventures part 1: It's unwise to stop anywhere.
#1 of Kharok misadventure
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This story contains some BDSM stuff, so be warned.
Kharok adventures part 1:
It's unwise to stop anywhere.
by Gorogh
This story takes place during the dwarves-orcs war. Kharok was the quite common orc warrior, strong build but a little chubby. He was walking in the mountains with his horde when suddenly he had a bad need to pee.
So, he stopped by some bushes and slipped his jade member from under his loincloth, letting out a long sigh of relieve while emptying his bladder into the bushes staring at his companions disappearing behind a rock.
Once done, he slipped his loincloth back...then saw something moving in the bushes. Too late to react though when four dwarves jumped on him, one taking and throwing his axe away, two gripping his legs and pushing, making him fall prone in the dirt, the fourth one jumping on his back, and pulling his wrists in his back, fastening them together with strong steel cuffs.
Kharok roared and struggled but the four dwarves quickly tugged his legs to his back and tied them up to his manacles, hog-tying him, preventing him to go anywhere.
Then one of the dwarves stood in front of him and gripped his chin, lifting it to stare directly in his eyes: "You think you can pee on my sandals and leave like that, stupid pig?" he said, pressing one of his sandal, wet in orc piss, over Kharok's snout "Clean them up and maybe we will let you go!".
But Kharok was too proud to do such thing and instead of licking up, he spat on the dwarf's foot, resulting on an hard kick on the snout, making it bleed: "You are even more stupid than you look, pig!". The dwarf made a sign to his brothers and Kharok felt a staff slipping under his wrists and ankles and his body lifted up from the dirt.
The four dwarves carried him behind the bushes and moved a rock there, revealing a passage in the mountain, they dragged him inside and walked for a long moment in the nearly full darkness.
Then the light came back as they entered in what seemed to be a small dwarf camp, the four dwarves brought Kharok to a cage and let him fall inside, taking back their staff before closing and locking the cage door. The all camp came around it, cheering the four dwarves and laughing to the poor Kharok, some sticking the tip of their dagger in his skin, other throwing him dry pees. Kharok was roaring in anger, squirming in his cage, trying to escape those treatments but he couldn't go anywhere.
Then the dwarf with wet sandals came and yelled at his brothers who stopped teasing Kharok. He approached the cage and slipped a foot through the bars: "Give you a last chance, pig!", but Kharok was too angry and spat again, making the dwarf laugh "hum...a proud one...it will be even more funny".
The dwarf made a new sign to his brothers and the cage door swung open, dwarves arms tugged Kharok out of it and carried him toward a wooden plank, his chest was pressed against it, he felt his legs unbound from his wrists and quickly bound to the lower corner of the plank.
The dwarves were so quick he couldn't even react: his loincloth was tugged off, exposing him to those dwarves while his wrists was unshackled and fastened up to the higher corners of the plank.
Roaring out in anger, he was quickly silenced by an huge ball gag strapped behind his head. A dwarf sawed an hole at Kharok's balls height, gripping them tightly and forcing them through, a steel ring trapping them there, preventing them to slip back in place.
Kharok stared all around, beginning to get afraid while the dwarves carried the plank to an hole in the ground. They laid him into it, the plank preventing him to see anything. Kharok was even more worried about what the dwarves had in mind and quickly had the answer.
Biting down in the ball gag while he felt dwarves' feet walking over his balls, some wiping their sandals over them like their was a simple mat.
The pain was intense, Kharok was jerking hardly in his bounds, tugging uselessly on his shackles, hitting his head several time against the plank, the gag preventing any sound to escape his maw so the dwarves could torture his balls mercilessly. After several minutes, Kharok simply passed out under the burning pain.
When he finally awoke, Kharok realized he was back into the cage, and the dwarves hadn't lost their time: he felt a collar around his neck and his wrists fastened to it; a leather mask was over his head and the ball gag was replaced by a wide maw ring, holding his jaw open; leathers straps around his thighs and calves linked up other straps not allowing to stretch his legs more than at right angle. But the most humiliating straps are certainly the leather band holding his sore balls several inches from his crotch and the cock ring at the base of his member leaving him with a raging hard-on, tears ran along his cheeks when he felt his foreskin was pulled back, revealing his red cock head, a clear sign of submission for orcs.
Staring to the side, he was seeing the dwarves feasting when suddenly a rod poked against his snout, staring straight back in front of him, he saw the dwarf he peed onto looking down at him with a wide grin "Stupid pig, you could have left freely if you had clean my sandals...but you are so dump...look at you now...you belong to me now...do you understand what it means, pig? I'm your dwarf master!".
At those words, Kharok's eyes opened wide, seeing the dwarf's sandals close of his cage, he quickly bent over and stuck his tongue trough the bar, trying to lick them up but the dwarf stepped back, snickering "No, no, no, pig...you had your chance...now assume your decisions!"
The orc cried in humiliation, he saw the front door of his cage opening and suddenly squealed out as an hard swat of the rod hit his rump "Get out of there, pig, let's show you to the brothers!" a new swat made him crawl out on all four and an hard one on his balls made him jump forward in a new squeal. Kharok quickly crawled to the fire where the dwarves were feasting. He blushed deeply while being greeted by high laughs and whistles.
The dwarf brought him next to shackles on the ground where his wrists and ankles were fastened. Kharok stared all around, deeply embarrassed to his exposition, his hard member betraying him some by bouncing against his tummy.
"It's time for the pigs show, brothers!" the dwarf said. Kharok's eyes widening again when he saw two dwarves bringing a wild boar near him then behind him. The boar oinks widely, pressing his nose against Kharok's rump, the orc pulling uselessly against his bounds to escape. Instead of freedom, he quickly felt the boar jumping over his back while a firm hard rod of flesh poked against his crack, trying to find its marks.
The dwarf leader helped the boar by aiming his member with the orc's pucker and, once at correct angle, the beast rammed himself home. Kharok was only able to squeal the air out of his lungs. It was not like it was his first time...and orcs are not known to be gentle...but this was nothing against the pain he was feeling right now.
The boar was not giving him any time to adjust and was pounding his tight hole mercilessly. It was not a fucking, it was a breeding...and Kharok was the female to be inseminate.
The dwarves all around were joking and laughing to the show of the squealing orc mounted up by that wild boar. Kharok was squirming some under the beast who bite down in his neck to keep him still. Tears ran along his cheeks again in pure humiliation.
While being bred, he saw one dwarf approaching with a sort of clamp, slipping it into his snout. Kharok could only roar out in more pain when his snout was mercilessly pierced by the dwarf, a golden ring was quickly slipped into the bleeding hole.
Then two more smaller piercing were made to his nipples, making him roar and squeal in pain, the boar bucking even harder in his clenching hole.
Then the dwarf came under him and Kharok could feel a side of the clamp slipping into his peehole. Shaking his head violently, he roared the hell out of his lungs as his sensitive cockhead was pierced, making him clench tightly around the boar's pounding member, and while the wild beast oinks out his release, filling up the orc's gut in his animal cream, the orc passed out again under the burning pain in his crotch.