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Acre has endured much abuse from the Orc tribe, but he has one last challenge to overcome before he is granted inner peace.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The final part of my four part short story "Cold Open". Acre has endured much abuse from the Orc tribe, but he has one last challenge to overcome before he is granted inner peace.", "writing": "Acre spent time asleep, not wanting to be awake often. Of course the gnoll Prince was still endlessly raped by the Orcs, She’la in particular taking great pleasure in making him orgasm inside of her. Again, and again. Her tits bouncing, smothering his face between them so he’s forced to breathe in her stink. When she felt cruel she’d even raise her arm and shove the pup’s face into her hairy pit, forcing him to lick the sweat from it on penalty of pain if he refused. She fucked and slapped him, choking him, twisting his nipples as she rode him. Her absolute favorite thing to do was to force him to finish inside, feeling that hot cub jizz fill her womb harmlessly, and then shift off his cock and instead sit on his face. She’d smother him in her muff, forcing him to breathe her pussy musk and taste his own mess mixed with her juices. \n\nHe didn’t even know what day it was anymore. When he was awoken by the kind Orc MILF, “Mama”, she straddled him and gently rocked her hips on his cock while feeding him her breast milk. Acre had no choice but to suckle on that puffy nipple, drinking her warm milk. It was the only nourishment they allowed him to have. He savored every drop, it was his nectar. Acre shuddered as he came inside of Mama, the Orc moaning out as she felt his hot cub cum flood her belly.\n\n “Are you full?” She asked, running her fingers through his hair. She was oddly doting despite being his rapist, though at this point Acre had come to realize she was the closest thing to an ally he really had. At least she didn’t delight in torment and degradation. \nAcre looked into her eyes, milk trickling down his lip. “Y-yes. Thank you.” Replied the Gnoll, shivering as Mama got off of him.\n“She’la has one final example to make of you tonight,” said Mama. “We have a ceremony all the boys must go through. Afterwards, she will give you over to me. You’ll live the rest of your life as my servant, but you won’t be treated cruelly by me.” She promised. \nAcre wanted to scoff. Was being molested not cruel? He was only a boy! A young and innocent boy that had been raped and twisted by a band of savages. He didn’t say anything, though. Instead he asked about something she’d said. “Ceremony?”\n“To honor our fertility goddess, you will drink a sacred liquid and She’la will have her way with you before the whole tribe.”\nAcre wanted to cry at that. So now they were going to make him ingest a strange liquid and humiliate him again? Was there no end to this madness? He wanted to go home, to sleep in the palace, to touch his soft bed and warm blankets. To see his family again. But he was instead tied down to a cot, bruised from abuse, balls aching from being forced to cum too many times, the taste and stink of orc cunt on his senses…\n“Get some rest,” Mama advised. “I must go before She’la gets upset. I will see you later, little one.” Mama promised, turning to walk out of the tent with her clothes draped over her arm. Acre watched her phat-ass jiggle as she walked out, and found himself bitter at his own budding teenage needs. \nHow long had it been since he had a bath? God, he could smell his OWN body odor mixed with heir's. Gross.\nHe’d been going since… well, dawn. Multiple girls had come to use him, and this was the first time in hours he’d had any respite. His aching cock finally allowed to go flaccid and his body given a break. He would not squander such a blessing, and the boy shut his eyes to let his spent body take him to dreamland where nothing could harm him….\n\n\n\n“Wake up, boy-slut.” She’la sniggered, nudging the boy with her foot until he stirred awake. She was naked, but adorned in vibrant body paint all over her muscular form. “You have an important part tonight, don’t fuck it up. I’m gonna cut you loose, but if you try to run off on me I will hunt you down and rip your tongue out through your throat.”\nAcre got the picture, still somewhat dazed from sleep, but her threat woke him up. She’la pulled a knife out, and began to cut at the rope binds keeping the cub on the bed. \nHe felt the binds loosen as they were sawed through, his rope-burned wrists finally allowed to move. His arms felt weak, useless almost. He’d been tied down for nearly a month now. She’la cut the binds on his feet and then yanked him by the neck off the bed. “Stand the fuck up. What kind of little bitch are you? And you were supposed to lead?” \nShe took Acre by the jaw, forcing him to look up at her. She pried his mouth open, and spit in it. “Drink it.” She ordered, and Acre swallowed her saliva in disgust. \n“Let’s go.” She’la said, turning to lead the cub out of the breeding tent. He followed, wobbling a bit as his legs were also very weak. He stumbled a few times, but managed to keep up the pace behind the dominant Orc. Acre hated her. He still had memories of what she did to his little brother, and it made him feel unclean for the fact he was about to have to please her. \nThe outside of the tent was refreshing to see. The night air was cool on his fur, and multiple bonfires had been lit. She’la guided him through rows of other Orcs, some of which helped themselves to groping his ass, tugging at his cheek, or fondling his young package. All around him he saw boys suffering a similar fate to him. Boys on their knees smothered in pussy, boys bound to racks and fucked by the women in groups. Boys who were literally strung up and being used as punching bags while another girl sucks him off. Acre realized that the fact he was a prince was trivial to the tribe; they would’ve taken him for rape-bait regardless. His royalty status simply made it more fun to humiliate him.\n“Like what you see?” She’la asked with a cruel giggle. “Some of them won’t survive. Mithra over there loves to snap their necks with her thighs when she’s done with them. She squirts when she does it.”\nThe two approached a set of stairs that led to a large podium that sat above the entire village, a massive bonfire lit at the base. Drummers pounded large drums to a beat as the two approached, and She’la tugged the boy up to the podium.\nTwo other women adorned in priestess garbs and feathers raised their hands to the sky, swaying their hips. “Oh, Moloch, please bless us with a fertile harvest and bountiful mating season.” They chanted.\nThe drummers stopped their pounding as She’la raised a hand to silence the others. \n“It has been a bountiful year, we have raided many villages and taken many trophies. The humans and elves are in dissaray thanks to the caravan raids, and as a special treat we captured Prince Acre.” She’la gestured to the battered boy behind her. The crowd hooped and hollered, raising their fists. “Rape! Kill! Steal!” They yelled, “No mercy for the weak!”\nShe’la smiled at that. “Now then, allow me to show you how a chieftess treats an enemy.”\nShe’la turned to Acre and kicked him to the ground, she gripped him by the scruff and positioned him to kneel. She then hooked one leg over his shoulder and pinned his head against the railing of the podium, her wet pussy smothering his snout. She began to rock her hips now, a pleased grin on her face. She forced his entire snout into her cunt, and used it like she would a cock. “Take it all in, little pup. You know deep down, you love it.” She taunted, raising a hand to her tits to tug on her pierced nipples. Acre struggled to breathe, his tongue darting and wriggling inside of the Orc. He knew better now than to resist, and tears welled up in his eyes as he satisfied her sick and twisted whims. \nThis lasted for five minutes, She’la forcefully riding his face. Once she was satisfied, she pulled back. “Are you fucking crying?” She scoffed, and Acre felt a slap and then a backhand across the face. \n“You’re gonna fuck me now. If you do a piss poor job, I will throw you into the fire. I’ll cum watching you die, and then some poor boy will have to take your place as my chew-toy for the night.”\nAcre continued to cry, but he nodded to show he understood. She’la turned, her back facing him, and bent over a bit. “Fuck. Me.” It was not a request.\nAcre stood up shakily, wiping the tears from his face. His cock had grown hard while eating her out, his body naturally getting excited from a woman’s taste. He positioned the cock-head with her folds, and pressed inwards until he felt her pussy give and accept his member.\n“Ahn… Mnnf…”\n“Such a good pup. Now fuck me. Show me how much you hate me. Destroy my womb!” She’la yelled, rocking back into him already.\nAcre began to thrust, his young cock spreading her open. With each buck, he became faster and rougher. Finally he could take his anger and frustration out, and he fucked her harder than any young boy should. Her ass clapped as their hips collided, his balls plaping off her thighs. Femcum coated his dick, some of it dripping to make a small puddle on the floor. Acre growled, grasping her ass cheeks in his hands and parting them so he could fully see his cock vanish inside of She’la again and again and again. \nSweat beaded on She’la’s body, and she grunted and cried in bliss as she was fucked by the boy. “Yes…! Yes…!”\nThey remained in that position for several minutes, and then finally both let their pent up needs go. Acre came first, his meaty cock spurting rope after rope of kiddie jizz into She’la’s muscular body. She’la followed, biting on her finger as she came. She splattered the boy’s crotch in her cum, shivering as she finished. Acre had just had the best sex of his life, and it was with his rapist and torturer. Gods, how fall he had fallen…\n“Alright, get off me.” She’la ordered, straightening her back and standing up. “You played your part well, boy.” She said, “But your use to me has ended now. I grow bored of you. I want fresh meat. They just captured some six year olds and I cannot wait to brutalize them.”\nShe’la turned her gaze to the two priestesses. “Convert him.”\nAcre huffed, unable to really perceive his surroundings. However, from the corner of his eye he saw the feather-adorned Orcs approach. One took him by the face, opening his maw, while the other positioned a small bowl over his head and tipped it until a vibrant blue liquid began to spill down his throat. He choked and squirmed as they force-fed him the foul tasting fluid. Darkness started to form in the corners of his eyes, and like a curtain being drawn shut the darkness began to encompass his entire vision…. \nFinally, he fell asleep.\n\n\nThis was the story of an innocent cub, taken from safety, and raped and bullied by an entire orc tribe. For a whole month he was shown no mercy, barely any break from the mistreatment. Raped again and again, forced to cum inside the bellies of those monsters. Forced to eat them out, to suckle their breasts, and finally humiliated in public. \nA prince, the heir to the throne of a powerful empire, now reduced to a living dildo at best. His younger brother snuffed before his eyes, much to the glee of the chieftess. \nBut now, it was over. The liquid he’d been forced to drink was a powerful herb that caused amnesia and memory loss to those who drank it in a potent enough dose; in an instant his memories and sense of self withered away and died. Everything he’d ever been dissolved. When his eyes opened once more, seeing “Mama” laying on her bed, legs spread and motioning for him to come closer… He couldn’t recall anything, only that his cock ached and needed to release. Like the good drone he was, Acre came over to the bed. He pushed his cock against the MILF’s puffy cunt, and sunk into her blissful warmth.\n\nHis only purpose now? To please…\n\nEND ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Acre spent time asleep, not wanting to be awake often. Of course the gnoll Prince was still endlessly raped by the Orcs, She’la in particular taking great pleasure in making him orgasm inside of her. Again, and again. Her tits bouncing, smothering his face between them so he’s forced to breathe in her stink. When she felt cruel she’d even raise her arm and shove the pup’s face into her hairy pit, forcing him to lick the sweat from it on penalty of pain if he refused. She fucked and slapped him, choking him, twisting his nipples as she rode him. Her absolute favorite thing to do was to force him to finish inside, feeling that hot cub jizz fill her womb harmlessly, and then shift off his cock and instead sit on his face. She’d smother him in her muff, forcing him to breathe her pussy musk and taste his own mess mixed with her juices.

He didn’t even know what day it was anymore. When he was awoken by the kind Orc MILF, “Mama”, she straddled him and gently rocked her hips on his cock while feeding him her breast milk. Acre had no choice but to suckle on that puffy nipple, drinking her warm milk. It was the only nourishment they allowed him to have. He savored every drop, it was his nectar. Acre shuddered as he came inside of Mama, the Orc moaning out as she felt his hot cub cum flood her belly.

 “Are you full?” She asked, running her fingers through his hair. She was oddly doting despite being his rapist, though at this point Acre had come to realize she was the closest thing to an ally he really had. At least she didn’t delight in torment and degradation.
Acre looked into her eyes, milk trickling down his lip. “Y-yes. Thank you.” Replied the Gnoll, shivering as Mama got off of him.
“She’la has one final example to make of you tonight,” said Mama. “We have a ceremony all the boys must go through. Afterwards, she will give you over to me. You’ll live the rest of your life as my servant, but you won’t be treated cruelly by me.” She promised.
Acre wanted to scoff. Was being molested not cruel? He was only a boy! A young and innocent boy that had been raped and twisted by a band of savages. He didn’t say anything, though. Instead he asked about something she’d said. “Ceremony?”
“To honor our fertility goddess, you will drink a sacred liquid and She’la will have her way with you before the whole tribe.”
Acre wanted to cry at that. So now they were going to make him ingest a strange liquid and humiliate him again? Was there no end to this madness? He wanted to go home, to sleep in the palace, to touch his soft bed and warm blankets. To see his family again. But he was instead tied down to a cot, bruised from abuse, balls aching from being forced to cum too many times, the taste and stink of orc cunt on his senses…
“Get some rest,” Mama advised. “I must go before She’la gets upset. I will see you later, little one.” Mama promised, turning to walk out of the tent with her clothes draped over her arm. Acre watched her phat-ass jiggle as she walked out, and found himself bitter at his own budding teenage needs.
How long had it been since he had a bath? God, he could smell his OWN body odor mixed with heir's. Gross.
He’d been going since… well, dawn. Multiple girls had come to use him, and this was the first time in hours he’d had any respite. His aching cock finally allowed to go flaccid and his body given a break. He would not squander such a blessing, and the boy shut his eyes to let his spent body take him to dreamland where nothing could harm him….



“Wake up, boy-slut.” She’la sniggered, nudging the boy with her foot until he stirred awake. She was naked, but adorned in vibrant body paint all over her muscular form. “You have an important part tonight, don’t fuck it up. I’m gonna cut you loose, but if you try to run off on me I will hunt you down and rip your tongue out through your throat.”
Acre got the picture, still somewhat dazed from sleep, but her threat woke him up. She’la pulled a knife out, and began to cut at the rope binds keeping the cub on the bed.
He felt the binds loosen as they were sawed through, his rope-burned wrists finally allowed to move. His arms felt weak, useless almost. He’d been tied down for nearly a month now. She’la cut the binds on his feet and then yanked him by the neck off the bed. “Stand the fuck up. What kind of little bitch are you? And you were supposed to lead?”
She took Acre by the jaw, forcing him to look up at her. She pried his mouth open, and spit in it. “Drink it.” She ordered, and Acre swallowed her saliva in disgust.
“Let’s go.” She’la said, turning to lead the cub out of the breeding tent. He followed, wobbling a bit as his legs were also very weak. He stumbled a few times, but managed to keep up the pace behind the dominant Orc. Acre hated her. He still had memories of what she did to his little brother, and it made him feel unclean for the fact he was about to have to please her.
The outside of the tent was refreshing to see. The night air was cool on his fur, and multiple bonfires had been lit. She’la guided him through rows of other Orcs, some of which helped themselves to groping his ass, tugging at his cheek, or fondling his young package. All around him he saw boys suffering a similar fate to him. Boys on their knees smothered in pussy, boys bound to racks and fucked by the women in groups. Boys who were literally strung up and being used as punching bags while another girl sucks him off. Acre realized that the fact he was a prince was trivial to the tribe; they would’ve taken him for rape-bait regardless. His royalty status simply made it more fun to humiliate him.
“Like what you see?” She’la asked with a cruel giggle. “Some of them won’t survive. Mithra over there loves to snap their necks with her thighs when she’s done with them. She squirts when she does it.”
The two approached a set of stairs that led to a large podium that sat above the entire village, a massive bonfire lit at the base. Drummers pounded large drums to a beat as the two approached, and She’la tugged the boy up to the podium.
Two other women adorned in priestess garbs and feathers raised their hands to the sky, swaying their hips. “Oh, Moloch, please bless us with a fertile harvest and bountiful mating season.” They chanted.
The drummers stopped their pounding as She’la raised a hand to silence the others.
“It has been a bountiful year, we have raided many villages and taken many trophies. The humans and elves are in dissaray thanks to the caravan raids, and as a special treat we captured Prince Acre.” She’la gestured to the battered boy behind her. The crowd hooped and hollered, raising their fists. “Rape! Kill! Steal!” They yelled, “No mercy for the weak!”
She’la smiled at that. “Now then, allow me to show you how a chieftess treats an enemy.”
She’la turned to Acre and kicked him to the ground, she gripped him by the scruff and positioned him to kneel. She then hooked one leg over his shoulder and pinned his head against the railing of the podium, her wet pussy smothering his snout. She began to rock her hips now, a pleased grin on her face. She forced his entire snout into her cunt, and used it like she would a cock. “Take it all in, little pup. You know deep down, you love it.” She taunted, raising a hand to her tits to tug on her pierced nipples. Acre struggled to breathe, his tongue darting and wriggling inside of the Orc. He knew better now than to resist, and tears welled up in his eyes as he satisfied her sick and twisted whims.
This lasted for five minutes, She’la forcefully riding his face. Once she was satisfied, she pulled back. “Are you fucking crying?” She scoffed, and Acre felt a slap and then a backhand across the face.
“You’re gonna fuck me now. If you do a piss poor job, I will throw you into the fire. I’ll cum watching you die, and then some poor boy will have to take your place as my chew-toy for the night.”
Acre continued to cry, but he nodded to show he understood. She’la turned, her back facing him, and bent over a bit. “Fuck. Me.” It was not a request.
Acre stood up shakily, wiping the tears from his face. His cock had grown hard while eating her out, his body naturally getting excited from a woman’s taste. He positioned the cock-head with her folds, and pressed inwards until he felt her pussy give and accept his member.
“Ahn… Mnnf…”
“Such a good pup. Now fuck me. Show me how much you hate me. Destroy my womb!” She’la yelled, rocking back into him already.
Acre began to thrust, his young cock spreading her open. With each buck, he became faster and rougher. Finally he could take his anger and frustration out, and he fucked her harder than any young boy should. Her ass clapped as their hips collided, his balls plaping off her thighs. Femcum coated his dick, some of it dripping to make a small puddle on the floor. Acre growled, grasping her ass cheeks in his hands and parting them so he could fully see his cock vanish inside of She’la again and again and again.
Sweat beaded on She’la’s body, and she grunted and cried in bliss as she was fucked by the boy. “Yes…! Yes…!”
They remained in that position for several minutes, and then finally both let their pent up needs go. Acre came first, his meaty cock spurting rope after rope of kiddie jizz into She’la’s muscular body. She’la followed, biting on her finger as she came. She splattered the boy’s crotch in her cum, shivering as she finished. Acre had just had the best sex of his life, and it was with his rapist and torturer. Gods, how fall he had fallen…
“Alright, get off me.” She’la ordered, straightening her back and standing up. “You played your part well, boy.” She said, “But your use to me has ended now. I grow bored of you. I want fresh meat. They just captured some six year olds and I cannot wait to brutalize them.”
She’la turned her gaze to the two priestesses. “Convert him.”
Acre huffed, unable to really perceive his surroundings. However, from the corner of his eye he saw the feather-adorned Orcs approach. One took him by the face, opening his maw, while the other positioned a small bowl over his head and tipped it until a vibrant blue liquid began to spill down his throat. He choked and squirmed as they force-fed him the foul tasting fluid. Darkness started to form in the corners of his eyes, and like a curtain being drawn shut the darkness began to encompass his entire vision….
Finally, he fell asleep.


This was the story of an innocent cub, taken from safety, and raped and bullied by an entire orc tribe. For a whole month he was shown no mercy, barely any break from the mistreatment. Raped again and again, forced to cum inside the bellies of those monsters. Forced to eat them out, to suckle their breasts, and finally humiliated in public.
A prince, the heir to the throne of a powerful empire, now reduced to a living dildo at best. His younger brother snuffed before his eyes, much to the glee of the chieftess.
But now, it was over. The liquid he’d been forced to drink was a powerful herb that caused amnesia and memory loss to those who drank it in a potent enough dose; in an instant his memories and sense of self withered away and died. Everything he’d ever been dissolved. When his eyes opened once more, seeing “Mama” laying on her bed, legs spread and motioning for him to come closer… He couldn’t recall anything, only that his cock ached and needed to release. Like the good drone he was, Acre came over to the bed. He pushed his cock against the MILF’s puffy cunt, and sunk into her blissful warmth.

His only purpose now? To please…

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