The human scout grunted as the troll pushed deep inside her, each of his trusts making sure to fill ever inch. She heard her companion moan behind her, the draenei wiggling as her own conqueror trusting his cock with animal like ferocity.
“This is the… last time I trust your… fuck!… gut!” the scout spoke, trying to help hold herself up. The Draenei could barely speak, her breathing rapid and eyes glazed, “How was I to know these ruins would have Horde sentries!? The Horde must have…” she attempted to say before the orc pushed hard into her, shaking the table, “Oh by the Naaru!”
The scout bit her lip gently, trying not to move too much as the troll kept up his rhythm. “You bastards… We find a new landmass rich for exploration, and all you can think about is fucking us over!” she yelled, the troll not even paying attention. “I… don’t think they understand… you…. oh yes….” the draenei whispered, drool dripping from her mouth.
“Oh we understand you.” the orc said, looking down at the human and surprising her, “We just don’t negotiate with prisoners. No… this is much more fun. Now be a good human, and make sure my friend does not break you too much, I want a turn.”
The scout looked back at the troll, his face red with pleasure. She felt him throb inside her, and her body quivered. “I guess it could be worse…”
It seems the Alliance has trouble staying hidden, considering the fate of these scouts.