Betrayed by her councillors, the elvish queen Quolondra has fallen captive to Kerlok, King of the Orcs. While the orcs lay waste to her city, the king entertains his warriors by humiliating the queen in public spectacles and then chains her to a bed for his own amusement. Realizing that she is enjoying the ordeal is bad enough; how will she cope when the bestial king puts a bastard in her belly?
This 16,000 word erotic fantasy adventure about a beautiful, high-born elf queen with a sharp tongue being dominated and impregnated by a brutal, bestial orc includes rough, reluctant anal, oral, deep throat, and vaginal sex, interspecies breeding, and public sex and humiliation with an orc, an ogre, and a tentacled beast. If you like high fantasy and dirty, nasty, toe-curling sex, read on...
Two guards followed him into the room and began undoing her shackles. Quolondra watched out of the corner of her eye as the king began stripping off his armor.
The guards held her until he was completely naked and then let go of her wrists. She felt the blood flow back into her arms and rubbed them gratefully. Kerlok made a motion with his head and they left the room, looking over their shoulders at her as they left.
Kerlok towered over her, his muscular chest rising and falling rapidly. He was breathing hard, fresh from the battlefield. She barely came up to his chest.
"Are you still killing my brothers and sisters?"
Kerlok grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around. She felt the palm of his hand smack her between the shoulder blades and she went down on the feather mattress, face first over the foot of the bed...
This 16,000 word erotic fantasy adventure about a beautiful, high-born elf queen with a sharp tongue being dominated and impregnated by a brutal, bestial orc includes rough, reluctant anal, oral, deep throat, and vaginal sex, interspecies breeding, and public sex and humiliation with an orc, an ogre, and a tentacled beast. If you like high fantasy and dirty, nasty, toe-curling sex, read on...
Two guards followed him into the room and began undoing her shackles. Quolondra watched out of the corner of her eye as the king began stripping off his armor.
The guards held her until he was completely naked and then let go of her wrists. She felt the blood flow back into her arms and rubbed them gratefully. Kerlok made a motion with his head and they left the room, looking over their shoulders at her as they left.
Kerlok towered over her, his muscular chest rising and falling rapidly. He was breathing hard, fresh from the battlefield. She barely came up to his chest.
"Are you still killing my brothers and sisters?"
Kerlok grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around. She felt the palm of his hand smack her between the shoulder blades and she went down on the feather mattress, face first over the foot of the bed...
