Fel Friday! Anu’aka’s Casting Couch

“Ha! How does it feel to have a real cock pounding you?” Embris taunted, a light smile crossing his face as he looked down on the exotic prone female before him. “Dis it? I guess it ain’t bad, bit small compared to da Amani tho.” Anu’aka shot back, biting her lip gently as she hoped her barb would bring out his wilder side.

“Why you… you Savage! I will show you my power!” Embris yelled as he grabbed her legs, pushing as hard and deep as he could.  “Dat’s betta!” she whispered, peeking over as the camera as it moved it’s gaze over her body.

Xixibit sighed, “Less talking, more banging!” as he kept the camera rolling.

Maintaining Secrecy

Alannah Ravenbreeze is, by all accounts, an ambitious elf. Since arriving in Stormwind two years ago she’s quickly made a name for herself as the most successful florist in the Eastern Kingdoms, operating right out of the Trade District.

But what many don’t know is that she has no talent in floristry whatsoever. Her true talent is found in the management of the brothel residing beneath the floor of her flower shop, which exists merely to act as an innocent front. All one need do is inquire about the nonexistent ‘Stormwind Hyacinth’ to be permitted entry.

It stands to reason the king would shut her venture down were he to ever find out. While many are happy merely to serve as clientele, Alannah has to personally convince some members of the Stormwind Army to look the other way. 

Check out all the angles at the Archive!

“Ello! Welcome to a special edition of my best selling survival guide! This month we gonna look into surviving an encounter with a savage, brutal orc!  We are right now far inside an entombed valley, somewhere deep in ancient Nagrand, we…  wait… here one comes! It’s a big one!”

Grom Hellscream “You there… Dwarf! How dare you desecrate these graves!”

“The first job, don’t panic! Orcs can be feral creatures that spook easily.  Start by making eye contact and holding it to tell it you ain’t gonna back down, keep staring as you slowly begin taking off your clothing one at a time.  The act of removing your garments will confuse and befuddle the creature.

Grom Hellscream “What… what are you doing!?

“We got it flustered!  Now get down on the ground, don’t break the eye contact! It’s important you keep it focused on you! Once down, crawl slowly over to it in a subtle manner, getting ready to put ourselves in a better position.  We are trying to establish on the orcs heirachy as strong yet submissive!  Once you get close enough, reach in and yank out the penis!  Do it quickly before it realizes what has happened!”

Grom Hellscream “Who… who are you talking to… HEY!”

“YOINK! Now that you have it, stroke the penis vigorously to relieve some pressure, before grabbing the balls.  Now you have taken some of the control away, but don’t get cocky! Ahaha! Believe it or not, an orc can power through most testicale pain.  What we gotta do is knock the wanker right out with a good cream.  Take ya lips and wrap them around the head, making sure to get a good seal around that throbbing knob.  Once you got it to fit, suck like a murloc entered in a beauty pagent!  Never break the eye contact!

*long string of slurping sounds commences.*

Grom Hellscream “Oh… oh shit…  Why is this working! Ahhhhhhhh!

Bloody hell! He was a real canon, that one! Once climax has been reached, you can sneak away, or engage in some pillow talk, I ain’t gonna judge!

Congradulations, lads and lasses! You just survived an orc encounter!

Check out next time when I brave the peaks of Highmountain! Cheers!”

The Peak of Serenity

 At their tranquil hidden monastery in northern Kun-Lai Summit, members of the monk order study the discipline of the August Celestials, focus on harnessing their chi, spend hours training at weaponless combat and longer still meditating earnestly in their search for true peace of mind.

But sometimes they just fuck.