An Assassin in the Tower of Khradex - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

For the past fortnight, Khradex had used Seyira's anus for his pleasure daily, depositing his load of hot seed in her bowels without fail before having her clean him with her mouth. She'd almost become used to it at this point. Thrug continued to train her too, perhaps even more rigorously than before, working on the flexibility of her already-fit body until she could take on positions that would rival the contortions of the mystics of distant Kakedekla.

Along with such flexibility, Thrug also made sure the little rogue-turned-slave could be bound in those contorted positions as well. He put her in hogties and bound her in positions that exposed her cock-sheathes for easy use, and tied her to stand on one foot for the passing of an hourglass, quivering subtly as her whole attention focused on balance. Sometimes, he set her in a helm of supple ebon leather that encased her eyes and ears so that only the lower half of her face was exposed, a ring allowing her glorious platinum hair to stand in a tail while she was trained to lovingly suckle any phallus put to her sluttishly lipsticked lips, kneeling without any sense of sight or sound while she served.

Intense as the routine of trainings and fuckings was, Seyira slept soundly in her cell when she was returned there for rest, given little time to worry over the slave marks tattooed upon her or the plans she had formerly laid, now hopelessly unraveled. Exhaustion took her swiftly each time she was given respite, and she rarely awoke before her captors did. Even her dreams as she slept, rarely more than half-remembered, revolved around the leering half-orc and the cackling wizards, her mouth and asshole feeling the prodding of insistent cocks and toys even then.

When the day of Thrug's reward for training her came, Seyira knew at once that it was different. She was hauled down to the training rooms by a pair of orcish guards without any of the Five accompanying them, the two beastly soldiers waiting at the doorway as Thrug came forward with a grin, dressed in nothing but a leather harness around his loins that supported a gleaming cock-ring around his thick shaft. One of his floggers was in his hand, a lighter one for what Thrug considered "fun" flogging rather than hard training.

Reaching out a strong hand, Thrug hooked one meaty finger into the ring at the front of Seyira's collar and drew her forward, only a slight scowl touching her brow as she was led into the center of the room where the familiar bondage table lay. Set across it, face down and rump up as she often had been laid, she waited for Thrug to bind her, feeling the tightness of the leather straps hugging her and knowing her body was going to be violated soon.

She'd almost given up on trying to resist the orgasms forced from her, just letting them wash over her - they were the most pleasure she could hope for in her wretched situation. Khradex had violated her anus, spilled his seed in her there despite her desperate hopes of finding a way to avoid it, and it was a fell blow for her already crumbling will. Now, she realized, the half-orc who had been so instrumental in bringing her to this miserable state was about to do the same, ready to be milked out by the tight little anus he'd spent so much time training so that he, too, could enjoy inseminating her bowels.

Tears rolled down Seyira's cheeks as she felt the half-orc's meaty hands caress her buttocks, feeling dirty at being so reduced to an object for granting anal pleasure. It was only made worse by the fact that she could not hate having cocks enter her in such a filthy place outright; her body had been trained to betray her at every turn. She'd orgasm with the ugly half-orc's cock spewing hot seed into her rectum, she couldn't deny that certainty now, even without the aphrodisiac drugs that had been used on her in the early days of her training. She felt Thrug's hands leave her, and listened to the sounds of his cock being lubed as she lay waiting on the table, unable to move or even look back at him the way she was bound so tightly.

The wandering of her mind was cut short as the brutish half-orc grabbed Seyira by the shoulders and rammed his well-lubed cock into the slave's anus, stretching her open with a firm, insistent push. He thrust to the hilt into the bowels that he had spent so much time training, delighted to have his reward at last. He paused when he was balls-deep to gaze down at Seyira's bound form. Pulling her shimmering platinum hair roughly, he let the sensation of her flesh surrounding him sink into his cock for a few moments, then began to thrust, a feral-sounding growl in his throat as he worked up a rhythm, first slow, then faster, rougher.

Chuckling, Thrug nodded to the two orcish guards who were standing near the door, gesturing towards Seyira's flushing face with a rumble in orcish as he continued to pump the slave's ass. Nodding, the two bestial troopers shuffled further into the room, grabbing at their rough animal-hide trousers and then unbuttoning them, releasing thick, warty orcish cocks and waving them around threateningly as they began to swell. Seyira's eyes crossed, watching the dirty cocks bob in front of her as they hardened in anticipation of enjoying the lithe platinum blonde, and when one was placed to her lips she began to lick daintily, like a noblesse being given a stick of candy. The scent of strong, unwashed orc-musk filled her senses, and when the orc's strong hand was placed firmly on the back of her head, she opened wide for him.

"Ummmmph..." she protested in a muffled voice as the thick, smelly cock was pushed between her lips, then she began to suck the tower guard as she'd been trained to, laving him clean with her tongue and then continuing to suck firmly, letting him feel all the pleasures that her mouth could offer. Orc saliva dripped down onto her forehead as the beast's mouth watered with delight at the treat he was getting, another muffled protest rolling over the thick warty shaft in her mouth as Thrug hilted himself deep in her rectum once again.

The other guard jacked himself impatiently, jabbing Seyira's cheek with his cock-head and leaving smears of precum there. Bound to the table, she couldn't assist him with her hands, and Thrug's position blocked him from using her cunt, so Seyira could only follow the annoyed and annoying shaft with her eyes as it prodded her, making obscene sounds as the orc's meaty hand rubbed up and down on it, his cock-head appearing and disappearing from under his wrinkled foreskin.

Meanwhile, Thrug's thick cock continued to piston into her skintight anus, his hefty sac teasing against the back edge of her nether lips when he thrust in deep, the motion of the half-orc's greased cock in the grip of the former rogue's tight hole making the tight ring of her anus work back and forth as it tried to follow the shaft's motions.

How could she be involved in something so filthy? Seyira wondered, having no justifications for her plight, blushing as she tried to ignore the side of her that had been conditioned to tell her that the feeling of that hefty cock working up and down in her rectum was a pleasurable one. Trying to avoid focusing on how her ass was feeling, she put all the attention she could muster into sucking the orc cock that filled her mouth, even letting the stink of his sweaty, musky pubic jungle fill her senses rather than admit to herself that she was enjoying anal intercourse with her brutish trainer. From time to time, the flogger lashed across the back of her shoulders, producing muffled sounds in her mouth around the guard's cock as her attempts at thought were interrupted by the sting.

After a short bout of shoving and grunting, the orcs in front of Seyira switched places, one cock forced out of her mouth and the other eagerly entering, filling her mouth once again with orc-flesh not yet cleaned by her tongue. She sucked just as hard and eagerly on this one, still unable to use her hands to help with the burden. The beastly guard moaned with pleasure as her tongue swirled around the crown of his cock's head, the warty, gnarled shaft sinking deeper into her warm mouth as he pushed his sweaty hips against her face.

The guards alternated in that manner, scuffling with each other with grunts and curses in orcish as they competed for the pleasure offered by the slave-girl's lips, tongue and throat. She watched them, blue eyes crossing from time to time as the frustrated cocks jostled in front of her, until both were drawn back and clasped in rough orcish paws, letting her know that they were preparing to finish.

Seyira whined as Thrug pounded into her ass, the restraints preventing her from drawing back from the two stinking orc-cocks that bobbed before her face as the guards jacked themselves at her. A hoot of orcish pleasure rang through the room, and a great blast of musky jism splashed the bound blonde full in the face, making her shut her eyes and wrinkle her nose reflexively as her eyelid was pasted with spermy gunk, her mouth opening wide a moment later as she had been trained to do. Orc semen jetted into her mouth again and again, only a brief respite to swallow coming between the end of one guard's climax and the beginning of the other's. She shuddered in mingled revulsion and pleasure as the satisfied guards drew back with toothy smiles, her own face sticky with ropes of dripping, crusting cum while fresh sperm digested in her belly.

Thrug grinned as he watched his trainee receive her dual facial loads, added arousal coursing down to his shaft as he let out some bestial, apish grunts and began to thrust more urgently into Seyira's reamed ass, making her tongue loll out as she tried to resist the sensations of pain - and pleasure. As the slave trainer tossed back his head and cried out in pleasure, Seyira felt orgasm hit her in unison with the first splatter of semen in her bowels, her anus spasming in time with her pleasured sensations, milking Thrug's ecstatic cock as it poured great gushes of his seed into her intestine. Humiliated and yet awash with corrupt pleasure, Seyira writhed in her bonds, panting.

"More..." she begged in her deferential slave voice, "Please... fuck my ass more... cum more in my asssssss..."

Thrug laughed heartily and gave her buttock an affectionate slap, rumbling, "You've milked me dry, slave... you must have had a good trainer." He winked and leered at his self-compliment, then added, "But I'm sure I can find another cock for that ass of yours..."

"Please..." begged Seyira, feeling utterly filthy as the word slipped from her cum-smeared lips. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes adorned with shining tears in their corners, her anus flexing around the thick cock still buried in her ass as if wishing to awaken it once more.

Thrug pulled out slowly, watching the gaping hole pull closed, then moved in front of her to shove his cock into the slave's mouth. She resisted gagging as best as she could, knowing she'd be punished if she did, and licked her trainer's cock clean with loving suckles as she'd been taught, not stopping until the half-orc decided that he was done.

"Now to see about that request of yours, slave. Since you've been such a good little slut, you deserve a reward." leered Thrug as he pulled out of Seyira's mouth and hiked on a rough pair of trousers before striding out of the room, leaving her bound under the watch of the two lazing guards.

When Thrug returned, it was with another full-blooded orc in tow, this one hulking and bristly-sideburned, clearly a leader among a race who valued strength and virility. His face was half covered with a helm whose nose-guard resembled the beak of a vulture, his whiskered chin left unshielded. The two guards stood straight and covered their lolling penises with their hands, a gesture Seyira had learned was no relation to human modesty but a mark of deference to a stronger and better endowed orc. She couldn't see the newcomer until a moment later, when he rounded the table to peer down at her, his feral eyes glittering through the eye-holes of his helm. One of the soldiers in charge of defending not only the tower, but the surrounding city, she decided.

"Here's Warbringer Grudnuzz," introduced Thrug, identifying him with the title of a battle leader. "Make him feel welcome, he's your Master for this session." The trainer stepped back then, and the guards did likewise, putting their flaccid cocks away and re-fastening their trousers before moving back to the door to resume guard duty.

"How may I serve you, Sir?" inquired Seyira, as she'd been trained.

"Shut it, slut!" barked Grudnuzz in an orcish dialect. Seyira had picked up enough to have an idea what he was saying, and obeyed, her pale blue eyes glinting a bit fearfully as she looked up at the burly orc. He was stripping off his chainmail coat and its undergarment to reveal a heavily muscled physique, though his stomach had the slightly round but firm look of an abundantly pork-fed orc. "The only things I want your mouth to do are suck my cock, and chug my cum."

Casting off the rest of his clothing, save for the helm, the orc grabbed Seyira by the hair and shoved his cock roughly into her mouth, not caring about the cooling jism already on her face. Obediently, Seyira began to suck as vigorously as she could, the warbringer's meaty hand pulling her platinum tresses painfully as she made her best efforts to pleasure him. With each suck, his shaft throbbed larger and larger, until it was fully hard and making her jaw ache with the attempt to accommodate him comfortably in her mouth.

The meaty orc held Seyira's head roughly, his hands covering her ears, and thrust eagerly into her warm, inviting mouth, pushing into her throat with relentless vigor that made her gurgle and struggle for breath despite her training. Thrug had made sure that she'd learned to hold her breath as long as possible and to sneak in gasps of air whenever the cock she was pleasuring allowed a moment's respite, but her body had its limits. She felt faint by the time Grudnuzz' oral assault had ceased, her eyes unfocused with dizziness. Saliva trailed from the orc's cock-head to her plush lips, then the strand broke as the thick shaft twitched and her chest heaved against the table with her gasps for fresh air.

The relief for one part of her body only meant new strain for another, though, as the burly beast-trooper moved behind her, sloshing his cock carelessly with the proffered lube, only interested in making it more pleasant for himself rather than easier on the slave meat set out on the table for him. Seyira whimpered as Grudnuzz' massive cock began to push into her asshole, spreading the well-fucked hole open to accept his girth. She was already regretting the words she'd uttered during her orgasm, chalking it up to the harsh training she'd been given, but knowing she couldn't go back on what she'd begged for now without being cruelly punished. Roughly, the thick orcish cock spread her asshole and plunged deep into her. Grudnuzz was both bigger and less cunning when it came to stuffing her ass, showing none of the coaxing or punishing techniques that Thrug used to make his cock into another instrument of training when he took his pleasure in a slave. Instead, the warbringer pounded into her like a wild beast, hot saliva frothing from his mouth to fall upon her back where it was bare of restraining straps, while his hips hammered against her abused buttocks.

Grudnuzz grunted and groaned with exquisite pleasure, his huge, veiny cock stuffing the platinum blonde's anal fucksheath, every thrust slapping his balls against the back edge of her cunt as he drove into her to the hilt. Her inner walls were tight and silky, muscles rippling subtly around the huge invading cock as it plunged into her relentlessly, the caress of her intimate flesh on crude orcish meat driving his passions higher and higher.

The slave was almost too exhausted to climax again as the burly orc's seed gushed deep into her ass, but her conditioned body responded none the less, shuddering as waves of sensation tingled up her spine. Her head lolled, eyes rolled back with exhaustion, and when the orcish captain yanked his cock out of her asshole to shove into her mouth, he had to pull her hair sharply to get her to bring her mouth into action. Barely conscious, the former rogue sucked as eagerly as she could, the taste and smell of the orc-cock that had just fucked her ass filling her senses.

Once Grudnuzz' foul cock was removed from her mouth, the rogue-turned-slave finally allowed herself to collapse in her bonds, merciful darkness shrouding her senses for a while. Thrug inspected her, making sure that the toy hadn't broken, then, content that she would recover in due time, decided that he wasn't as milked dry as he'd claimed, his orcish side allowing him to spring back swiftly. Grinning, he lubed his shaft once more and pushed firmly into Seyira's lax, cum-leaking asshole, the tired sheath opening easily for his entry. He fucked her roughly, savoring in the limp movements her body made in response to his thrusts, the girl offering no conscious response to his second fucking as he enjoyed her as if she were a mere inanimate pleasure doll - rather than the animate pleasure doll he was training her to be.

A heavy sigh of satisfaction escaped him as the gushes of his cum flowed down into coiled inner passageways of the unconscious girl's slender, shapely body, not the slightest moan of response greeting the splashing of his seed in her rectum. Finally unbinding her, he tossed Seyira's exhausted form over his shoulder and carried her off for her much needed rest, chuckling as he imagined what uses the little fucktoy might be put to next.

Continued in Chapter 6