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Two warriors awaken tied up with an assailant that insists on using his power over their minds to make them climax. Little do they realize they will have no choice but to eventually give in...

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"Strung Up"

"Nnngh..."

Gadan Bloodstone felt his consciousness returning well before his eyes opened; a buzzing in his head made his knees tremble as he opened them staring down at his legs. His cock swung in full view, the green length of flesh swayed like a dead weight in front of him as tingling from his arms indicated that they were up over his head. The orc tried to move, but realized that he had probably been hanging like this for some time, and his extremities felt like limp sacks of potatoes. Blinking his eyes open he looked around the room he found himself in, the walls were made of stone mortar and beams of wood stretched both horizontally and vertically along them. Following a continuous beam he looked up and saw that his hands were strung high and wrapped around the post over his head. The windows were high, which indicated they were in a cellar somewhere, but as he tried his sense of smell to ascertain what type of cellar they were in, he heard a groan from behind him.

Peering over his shoulder, the orc could see the high, ridged back of a tauren standing behind him, facing away from him. He too was naked, and his arms were tied up over his head, revealing thick, boulder-sized muscles. His horns were curved and pointed sharply forward. His long tail swished indirectly across Gadan's backside, making him jump.

"Hey. Tauren." Gadan whispered, watching as the bull roused and made the same makeup of the building as he had. "Where are we?"

The bull turned to look over his shoulder, then slowly turned around to try and face him better. "I... do not know." He said. "My head feels cloudy, as if my drink had been spiked."

"Same. I was at the Wyvern's Tail in Orgrimmar the last I remember." He paused and pursed his lips a bit, trying not to stare at the bull's impressive meat, which dangled between his legs and he cleared his throat. "I am Gadan Bloodstone. What is it you are called, warrior?"

"Tynar Hoofblade." He answered. "Though most call me simply Ty."

"Ty. Are you able to pull the ropes down? My arms are weak and I don't have the strength to do so."

Tynar growled as he pulled back, directing all his weight into yanking down the ropes. For a moment, they thought they were going to be able to free themselves, but Ty groaned and his hooves slid across the floor. "N-no... I am too weak as well. I have been hanging here too long, my arms will not give me strength."

Gadan growled in his disappointment as he returned his eyes to where his ropes were tied. "Whoever wants us here must have gone through a lot of trouble, someone must have helped him or her get us down here."

"And paid them to keep it quiet." Tynar concluded.

Gadan nodded. "Tynar, what else do you remember before coming here?"

Tynar pondered. "I was in Thunder Bluff." He said. "A friend offered me a cask of Firewater which I drank a good bit of. Not enough to make me pass out, though."

"Hmm. We were probably targeted for a reason." Gadan answered. "Have you any enemies?"

"That aren't Alliance? Very few." Tynar answered. "Yourself?"

"I've got my fair share. Mostly orcs, not many tauren though."

"That is good." Ty smirked. "It would be a shame to lose a proud orc warrior if you got on the bad side of my kind."

"Indeed. Now, let's see if we can find our way out of here." He said with a grunt, trying to move. "The beam above looks continuous, but it appears our ropes are tied to that itself. We would have to break them in order to free ourselves."

"Look. An axe is resting against the door." Gadan looked and indeed, a familiar looking weapon was propped up against the door that led from this basement.

"That is my weapon, it should do the job. But how to reach it?"

"Perhaps I can reach it..." Tynar said as he extended a leg out.

Just as his hoof was touching it, something cold shot through Tynar's mind, causing him to cry out and he felt his hoof kick the weapon further away. "Tynar, why did you do that? What's wrong with you?" But he could barely hear Gadan's voice as his legs crumpled and he fell to the weight of the rope, causing it to slowly drag him back to a position behind the orc. "Tynar?"

An intense feeling of warmth then crawled down the bull's body as he came to. A warmth swelled down to his cock which then began to edge itself to life under him. "Now now, my play things shouldn't be trying to think for themselves..." Tynar heard a voice.

"Who... are you?" He asked as his fingers clenched into fists then released, making it feel like floods of warmth radiated through the rest of him.

Gadan looked awkwardly at the bull. "I told you, my name is Gadan."

Tynar glanced at Gadan, but only through the corner of his strained expression. "N-not you..." He said. "Someone spoke, I could hear it... in my mind."

"In... your mind?" He repeated, dubiously.

"I tell you, someone is speaking and--ANNGH!" He managed to stand upright and his head lumbered up, his body arched backward as now a fully erect cock came into view. "AHHH!" He panted as he fell forward again, trembling as his muscles continued to tighten, then release.

"Tynar, what is happening to y-AHH!" Gadan felt his body tighten suddenly. It was as if someone had punched him in the stomach and caused a flood of heat to rush through his body. "Wha-what is... this?" He asked himself. His mind began to burn with the question and he could barely hear Tynar's cries over his own.

"Come now, orc." There was a voice in his head as well, likely the same one Tynar was hearing. He gasped and lurched back as the sensation of invisible hands caressed across his pectorals, twisted at his hipples. He could swear he felt something tug on them. "There is no need to resist my power, you meet my needs quite perfectly..." Gadan could feel something grab at his balls, but when he opened his eyes, nothing was there, only a rapidly growing erection. "Give in to me..."

"Nnnf... never! Tynar, resist him. You must not give in."

Tynar turned a weakened glance to the orc, a tuft of brown fur fell from his mane and landed over his eyes, but the hint of their color could be seen as he nodded in agreement. "We are warriors..." He said through gritted teeth. "None can break our will, none can stand up to our might!"

"Then it seems that I will be the first..." The voice said as a tightening, invisible hand pulled across the rigid erection, making Tynar's lip quiver as he felt something pluck teasingly at the tip, causing a light channel of precum to emerge and start dripping.

"Y-you will not have us." Gadan's eyes rolled back, a flood of warmth and pleasure rushing through his mind. "I will not let you take us!"

"It is not like you have a choice, warrior." The voice then laughed. "I have you two where I want you, and there is nothing you can do about it!"

The voice continued to have a resounding pulse that beat loudly in the orc's ears he gasped as he could feel something teasing his shaft, even something tickling and burning as far down as his ass. Gadan had begun sweating, the cool air washing across his skin revitalized him, but not much. He ground his foot against the ground, feeling the dirt underneath and nearly fell back from the exhaustion, but this would not last long. He needed to find some way to bring him out of this state before he came. "T-Tynar... kick me..." He said. "Kick me hard... as if you mean to break my leg. We must... take our minds off this, or else he will win..."

"C-can't... too... weak." Tynar moaned. Glancing at the bull's cock, Gadan could see it jolting and jumping as if ready to explode. Turning, Gadan quickly drove his knee hard into the lower of Tynar's back. So hard that he could actually feel a bone pop. "YYYAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" He screamed loudly, flexing his arms so they nearly broke free of the ropes that bound them, but again the tauren lost his adrenaline and groaned. "What in the name of my ancestors are you DOING, Gadan?"

"He--he is filling our minds with pleasure." Gadan answered, closing his eyes to the dizziness of reality. "We must... delay it until we can free ourselves. Tynar, you must kick me, tak my mind off of this before I--before I--AHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed in utter agony as a massive hoof came hard across his knee, almost jolting it out of alignment. He turned a death glare to the tauren who looked angrily back at him. "Good! Now we're just pissed at each other. It'll buy us some time. If we both throw our weight forward, Tynar we may have enough strength to pull the beam above us out of place and free ourselves."

"Are you insane? That would bring the mortar down on top of us!"

"Have you a better plan?" The orc asked. Tynar frowned and shook his head. "Then, together on three."

"Ready." Tynar said, leaning forward, tightening the ropes to the end of their length. "One. Two. Thr-AHHH!" Tynar's body shook suddenly and he lost his footing. He fell back and swung freely for a moment before Gadan did the same thing.

It was stronger than before. The shock of warmth crawled into Gadan's mind and became ice cold as the heat drifted down his body. Whatever was doing this was trying to stop his mind from thinking, he couldn't concentrate on anything else. Even the pain of his leg, which he figured was fractured had dulled as he felt his balls begin to swell, and that burning sensation return. "Nnngh... not... good."

"So... much... pleasure." Tynar agreed, closing his eyes and trying to resist it as well.

"I will have to admit the two of you are quite hard headed." The voice entered their minds again, the intrusion began to raise their heartbeats, their blood began to pump even harder now as they struggled against the draw. "But none resist my power for very long, you two will not be the first."

"W-we... will never give in to you..." Gadan said, clenching his fists and trying to pull himself free. "Our wills cannot... be so easily broken."

"I--I am losing control... Gadan..." Tynar panted, clenching his eyes as the sensations of cold and warm caused his erection to throw itself completely up again, their delay only seemed momentary now. The flash of the ring in his cock struck the light and distracted him for a moment. "D-don't... know how much more I can take..."

"We... must find a way out..."

"There is only one way out." The voice invaded again. "Give in to your pleasure, cum for me. Envelop the pleasure..."

"Never! AHH!" Gadan's attempt to shock the owner of the voice only resulted in a surge of heat even stronger than before. The orc's cock spit a few shots of precum and he felt himself grow limp in the legs, leaning into the weight of the rope.

In that moment, Gadan could feel him, a cold pair of long, invisible clawed hands sliding over his flesh. He opened his eyes and looked behind him, but saw no one there. "Give in to me..." The voice echoed as he felt an aggressive grip on his cock that wasn't physically there.

"AHHH! Gadan... I feel him... claws... warm breath... but I cannot see--see him..." He trembled trying to stand again. "It is..."

"Worgen... I know... but I can't keep this up for much longer, we must find him and sto-sop him..."

"I... I can't--GadAAAAAAANNN!" He let loose a mighty bellow as stream after stream of white shot from his cock. The piercing in the tip dripped with the excess of cum that poured down the golden ring he panted and shook as his balls appeared to drain themselves rather thoroughly of every drop.

"Mmm... good Tauren..." The voice growled in pleasure as Ty unleashed his seed seemingly unprovoked across the room. Splatters and the smell of musk filled the room, invading Gadan's senses.

Soon, Tynar partly collapsed and fell forward until he dangled, suspended from the ropes for the most part. Cum still flowing from his tip, it now dripped onto the floor under him. Another wash of pleasure flooded Gadan's mind, now that the tauren was down, their assailant could exude more effort into making him cum. Gadan sinced and felt the flooding of warmth wash across his body, he could feel his ass tighten and loosen as though it were being played with. His nipples were also subject to sudden warm and cold temperatures, causing them to harden as every muscle in his body tightened, revealing every tight line of his body as Tynar looked at him, exhausted from his experience.

"Give in..." Tynar said, eyeing the orc lustily, but his voice was that of the assailant's. Gadan could feel his lust grow, thoughts of being fucked hard by the bull's fat cock deceived his predisposed feelings for him. "Feel me..."

"AHH! No... I can't... I will not!" The feeling of warmth shoving its way into his ass made Gadan cry out. He wasn't being fucked by anything, much less Tynar who dangled and stared at him with an exhausted look in his eyes. "N-no!" The feeling intensified, setting his mind on fire. "You will not... you will not have my will! I will not give it to you!"

"Then... I shall take it." The voice re-entered Gadan's mind and the feeling of being dominated and fucked relentlessly flooded him. "Stubborn orc, give in to me..."

"N-no..." Gadan's resolve had weakened considerably from the relentless attacks. He twitched and groaned, he felt his cock needfully erect, slapping against his stomach, reading to explode as well. "You... will not--NNNNGH!" He felt it come on so suddenly, so unexpectedly that he couldn't fight it off. The orc let off a lustful howl that echoed through the basement as he came all of a sudden. Thick ropes of cum shot across the room and hit the stone wall. Two, three, four slaps before it finally began to ebb off. Gadan moaned, still unable to stop himself from cumming as he too leaned forward, exhausted from the sudden explosion. He felt his body shaking as he came to a rest, his leg resting against the equally limp leg of the tauren who hung by his side.

As they looked up, a figure they hadn't seen before was sitting in the corner in front of them. The worgen had shocks of silver across his darker fur, and he was rather well toned for a worg of his age. He grinned and pressed his fingertips together in front of his face. His body covered in his own mess as he sat there naked and still erect, he also had signs of some of Gadan and Tynar's cum soaking him as well. He grinned and ran his tongue along his muzzle before he stood up and walked over to them.

"My, my." He proclaimed as he crouched down a bit and took the Tauren, then the Orc by the chin, grinning into their more vacant expressions. "You two were very persistent." He admitted. "But that appears to have made my victory all the sweeter, has it not?"

"Damn... bastard..." Gadan wanted to say, but found he was unable to do more than growl lightly at him as the worgen stroked his cheek.

"Perhaps a little better interaction the next time." He said as he released their faces. "Just next time, you will remember who is your master, who rightfully broke your wills." He grinned. "Who now has the power to make you cum anytime I desire."

Gadan gasped and woke up. He sat upright in his bed, covered in a layer of sweat as if he'd just come out of a fever dream. He was in Orgrimmar, he could tell from the smell of the air and the loud traffic outside of his room. The Wyvern's Tail inn... that was where this all started, but had it been real?"

Gadan laid back down, his confusion written clearly upon his face. As he turned over he saw Tynar sleeping soundly next to him, and he couldn't remember if he'd simply met Tynar before... or if they were placed here for a reason somehow... but that Worgen, if he existed... he couldn't forget that face. He draped an arm over Tynar and closed his eyes, eventually drifting off to sleep again.

THE END