It was a warm evening, the smell of salt was strong in the air. Robyn sat leisurely at her desk, playfully tossing around maps and letters as she watched the docks vanish into the distance. She was taken by surprise when a sudden knock came on her door. “Come in.” she spoke back, her eyes moving to glance at the figure as he entered. “Ah, you must be the new guy..” she said, crossing her legs as she turned.
The night elf was as large as any other of his kind, his silver eyes peering at into her own with remarkable intensity. She felt a quiver go up her spine as she glanced at his body, chiseled from what looked to be years of combat, “Pidge never told me your name.” she spoke playfully. The elf looked off to the distance, avoiding eye contact with her, “Talosenor” he finally spoke.
Robyn bit her lip gently, throwing aside the letter still in her hand, “A bit long… and not the good type… do you have a nickname?” she questioned. Talos continued looking to the side, “Those close to me just call me… Talos.” he spoke somewhat awkwardly.
“So, I hear you were a drifter for the last few years?” she asked, standing up and walking around the side of the elf. She could tell part of him was nervous, a slight shake of his hands, one close to his finely crafted dagger. She made it a habit never to tell the new members why she calls them to her cabin, as it makes the whole event more entertaining. “Why did you want to join my little crew?”
“I needed a change. Something to keep me busy.” he answered after some thought, Robyn still circling him slowly. “A change to piracy? Seems a bit extreme…” she prodded further, attempting to understand if he had any undesirable motives. Talos held his composure, “I am not above thievery and murder, if that is what you are worried about.”
Robyn smiled, “Oh I am sure you are up for the job.” she spoke seductively, lowering herself gently onto the edge of her bed. “Now stop being so tense. You have nothing to fear with me. If I wanted you dead, you would already be shark bait.”
Talos eased himself, lowering his arms with a deep sigh, “Then why did you call me here, Captain?”
Robyn leaned back on the bed, her hand coming off and pulling away her black cap, tossing it over onto a ornate dresser, “You need to know the rules.”
Talos hesitated, “But I know the rules, First Mate Pidge, she…” was all he could say as Robyn interjected, “Not those rules you beautiful idiot, I was speaking about my rules. I have some special ones we leave out of the introduction speech.” Robyn brushed back her short hair, uncrossing her legs and spreading them wide in front of the elf. She watched with enjoyment as the elf attempted to reposition himself to hide his desire for her.
“Rule one, I own everything on this ship. That includes you. You don’t like it, you can leave at the next port, or better yet, swim back.” she said passionately while beginning to unbuckle her belt. Talos opened his mouth like he wanted to speak, but he couldn’t find the words.
“Rule two, I take care of what I own. Don’t fuck with my stuff, and I will make sure no one else fucks with you. At least not negatively.” she continued, kicking off her boots. Talos notices her motion gently with her eyes, raising her brow as she sticks out her leg. “Oh… this is bad…” Talos whispers to himself, leaning down and taking the foot into his strong, hardy hands.
“Mmmmmm… Oh that is good! What was I saying!? Oh yes. Rule three! As I take care of what I own, I expect them to take good care of me in turn. Are you going to take good care of me, Talos?”
Talos felt the captain pull at his hair, and he lifted himself up. His breathing had become heavy as he gazed at her luscious hips and well shaped breasts. Her pants were open at the zipper, showing her silk undergarments, “Yes, Captain, please… let me take care of you… Anything you want!” he said, his eyes still hesitating like a dog on a leash.
“Take off your pants.” she said bluntly, Talos not hesitating to do so. As his garments fell to the floor, his pulsing cock pointing towards the young captain, her eyes hungry with desire, “Oh I can already tell, you are going to be one of my favorites.”
Robyn stood, switching her gaze between his striking eyes and his throbbing cock. She quickly let her pants drop to the floor, before pulling her shirt far over her head and throwing it off to the side. As she stood nude before him, Talos could only marvel how well shaped she was for a human woman, a few intricate tattoos only adding to her allure.
Robyn smiled coyly, leaning back once again on the bed as she began fondling her breasts gently. “Now, what are you waiting for? An invitation in the mail? Fuck me already.”
Felt fitting since I plan to use her more, I would get her back into the game with another Weekly Random. Huge thanks to Phate for helping me edit it up a bit.
I spent a decent part of the week designing her ship. I have to say, I am liking her ship designs even more then what I did on Hellfire, but that might be due to the fact I have less area to work, and thus can fit more detail. Behold.
So you made it all the way down to the end of the post? GRATZ! You get a bonus animation to test out the background!
“Are you sure about this, sister?” Rayne said as they descended into the hallowed tree, the lanterns glowing dim in the abandoned halls. Kadis leaned over with her bow tight over her shoulder, taking some dirt into her hands and rubbing it together, “Something is here… I know that much.” she said as she rose up, turning to her nervous sister, “Whether it’s that two-headed beast or not, I can’t say…”
Rayne held her staff tight, attempting to use her druidic powers to speak to the roots and the critters that dwelled deep in the Barrow, but all of them lay silent, as if frightened by a great evil. She sighed with frustration, “It couldn’t be possible, the lunar festival ended yesterday. The great beast can’t leave the lake now, Elune would never allow it.” Kadis and Rayne continued on down the tunnel, Kadis keeping her keen eyes open for any movement, “That storm…” she whispered, touching a root which had a deep claw mark. Rayne’s mind turned to the night before, a storm had settled over the sky with clouds so thick that no moonlight could penetrate it. Rayne reached forward, putting her hand on her sisters shoulder, “You don’t think…”
Kadis looked at her and nodded softly, “Whatever it wants down here I dare not wish to see it succeed. We have to stop it while the trail is still fresh.” Rayne attempted to argue the point of getting more to help, but Kadis was no longer listening. Though twins, Kadis was often the much more brash of the two Rayne preferring a more reasoned and careful approach. Rayne shrugged off the anger, her concentration more dedicated to keeping the lingering fear out of her heart.
As they continued down they found the oldest of the Barrows, the empty shrines that once housed the eldest sleeping druids. Kadis walked over the wooden bridge to the central chamber, the lanterns still shining bright above her. She looked around for any further signs of the trail, only to slam her fist into the nearby bench, “It’s gone cold.” Rayne was puzzled, “Cold? How does something that large hide it’s trail!?”
Suddenly the two could feel a rumble, as the earth itself became jolted by a sudden burst of magical power. A bright light shot through one of the deepest halls and engulfing them. “Rayne!” Kadis yelled as she jumped at her sister, the two grabbing hold of each other to help brace for the magical onslaught. “The Lantern is destroyed. We are free…” came a deep, rumbling voice, followed by a bone chilling howl.
Rayne held her sister tight, “We need to get out of here!” she yelled, but neither could move from the powerful vortex. After what felt like ages the vortex of power finally ended, the magical light fleeing through the tunnels back to the surface. The two sisters slowly pulled away from each other, trying to grasp what had just happened, the light of the room now much more dim, the walls seemly surrounded by an unnatural darkness. As the two stood a figure materialized from the dark, “Elves!” it bellowed from it’s maw, eyes glowing red with demonic power. It looked like a worgen, but it’s features matching that of the corrupted beast known as Omen, the one they were hunting. “What in the… Rayne, transform and let’s finish this!” Kadis yelled, pulling up her bow and holding a arrow steady towards the beasts head. She let off the attack, the creature using shadowy power to dodge it with ease. Rayne concentrated, attempting to transform into a beast to help her sister take on the strange creature, “Something is holding back my powers, I can’t seem to…”
Kadis didn’t listen, her mind too focused on keeping up her attacks on the creature. She knew the beast must have found a way to alter it’s form and shed the old influences that made it weak versus the Goddess. She attempted to study it’s movements, planning her next attack, but then something else came to her mind. “Wait… didn’t the beast have two heads? How did it…” was all she could think until the muffled scream caught her attention. She turned, Rayne being held tight be another beast, it’s clawed hand covering her mouth as she struggled, “No!” Kadis yelled as she attempted to raise up her bow, the beast she had been shooting before catching her from behind. She attempted to struggle, but the beast soon brought it’s claws up to her neck, forcing her struggles to stop.
“Chosen of the false goddess…” one said, the other continuing, “… running so quickly into danger.” Kadis looked to Rayne, “Let my sister go! You can kill me! Make an example of me!” she yelled, Rayne struggling to speak herself as the creature kept her silent, “You were once a noble child of Elune, have mercy!” Kadis continued to beg.
“Mercy…” one said again, the other quickly picking it up, “… is for the weak” Kadis felt it reach around with it’s claws, and she was awaiting for her body to be ripped to shreds. “Yet killing you…” one said, “… would serve little purpose.” the other continued. Kadis watched as the other one reached over Rayne, slicing into her garments and forcing them to fall to the wayside with one precise cut. “What… what are you doing?” Kadis said, feeling the clawed hand cut slowly into her armor, slicing it off as if it were made of cloth. She felt a hot sensation as a wet tongue came forth and began to lick her ear.
“We have spent thousand of years…” one spoke, followed close by the other “… at the bottom of the lake.” It pushed both of them down, Rayne catching her breath from being nearly suffocated, her body shivering in the cold. “We carry many hungers…” they continued, “… great hungers…”
Rayne sighed, looking towards her sister as she felt the humanoid beast slide up over her, it’s massive cock rubbing on her exposed pussy, “Why is it anytime I listen to you, I find myself getting fucked on my knees?” Kadis shrugged, her hips feeling the other humanoid beast wrap his arms around her, “Well at least this time it’s a demi-god, so we are moving up I guess…”
Rayne felt the cock slide into her, a gasp crossing her face as she bite her lip, “I swear to the Goddess though, if I give birth to a litter of magic puppies I am so going to kill you.”
New vote will start tomorrow.
Today ended up being just as bad as the other two days, so I sadly didn’t have the time I was hoping again. At the least, I finally got the short story done! Hope you guys enjoyed my little indulgence with my two main characters.
The Weekly Random is going to have to happen tomorrow, but on the bright side because of the delay I will be able to go into much more detail about the voted idea. It’s going to be interesting if I can actually make it work.
After that, it will be time for another vote, and hopefully I will be able to get back to Hellfire. I had planned some animations for it, but those animations with my total lack of time (plus the fact the models can be horrible to animate in certain poses) was what caused much of my frustrations. Right now I plan one rather easy animation and the rest will have to be still, otherwise I worry I will never get to it.
Thanks for all the patience. Lok’tar Ogar!
She was so much stronger then I remembered, pushing her hips hard into me. I could feel the water splashing around our ankles as I looked down at her firm ass, the cheeks bouncing lightly as they collided with my hips. She felt so tight, her pussy pulling me in. “You were right, it has been too long…” I whispered as she wrapped one leg around my ankle, making sure to get even more momentum into our thrusts.
She looked back to me and smiled, her cheeks growing more flushed with desire. “How about less talking, more fucking?” she yelled back, biting her lip as her tail slapped into my chest.
I obliged her request, pushing her down onto the mossy rock to get more pressure into her. She arched her back, digging her nails into the stone and screamed out again as I fucked her. I pushed down into her, adjusting our position, allowing me to slam my cock balls deep into her wet heat. “Fuck!” she screamed out, echoing through the hills, before she caught herself, holding her hand over her mouth.
We fucked like animals for what felt like an eternity, the pleasure building up in both of us as I felt her quiver and shake. Her panting growing more rapid, but I knew I would have to change up if I was going to bring it home. I grabbed her leg, lifting it up and flipping her over on to the rock. I was expecting her to be surprised by the move, but she simply moved her hand up,motioning for me to come closer, her legs fully spread and dripping with her juice.
I crawled over her, lowering myself down to push into her soft chest. She moaned with desire as I kissed her neck, moving up and gently licking her ear, “Oh you remembered…” she whispered, her hips gyrating, trying once again to welcome my cock deep into her. I didn’t actually remember what she liked, but I figured I was doing it anyways, so might as well go along with it.
I lowered my hips, pushing slowly this time, “Oh… oh…” she said as I once again penetrated her hot, wet heat. She wrapped her legs around me tight, using her strong thighs to help me get down the rhythm of the movements she wanted most. We kissed passionately, her glowing eyes penetrating my mind. I lifted my body back up again as her legs spread further, “Break me…” she whispered, my hips on fire as slammed into her.
Another eternity seemed to pass before I felt my cock begin to grow sensitive. “It’s… oh… it’s coming soon” I whispered. She pushed into me hard a few more times before I felt her body lift up into mine. “In that case…” she said as she pulled her legs up, shifting me over onto my back, “I deserve some time in control, considering you are supposed to be my prisoner…” she said playfully. She pushed her hips down hard, my hips arching on the wet stone. She was so tight I felt my head spinning, the sex coming to an apex.
I reached up, grabbing her hips and breasts as she began to gyrate her hips. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” she screamed, her pussy as wet as the river around us. I bit my own lip for a second as I felt my cock throbbing, but I was not going to give up. We kept up the motions, each thrust and gyration pushing her body to it’s limits. “Light! Fuck!” she screamed, her body nearly radiating in the setting sun, as I felt her hips quiver from the orgasm.
I couldn’t hold it any longer, my own coming swiftly after. She fell into me, her head looking back as my juiced spilled from her.
I felt so much satisfaction wash over me as she collapsed into my chest, removing herself from my still wet cock. “That was amazing.” she said to me, her arms wrapped tight around me. I reached my own hand around, caressing her back as we lay on the rock, the sun continuing to set in the distance. “So what’s next?” I asked, preparing to continue our talk as she put a finger up to my lip. “We talked enough earlier, and now have enjoyed a very romantic reunion. So now, we should sleep.”
She looked deep into my eyes once again, her glowing white orbs giving me a strange sense of comfort. I nodded to her as I lay back, her head on my shoulder. As the stars began to fill the sky, my eyes closed.
As I slept a dream came upon me. Back in Dalaran, Lakuu was enjoying the perks of her victory, fine ale and garments of power covered her form. Drunk and horny she stumbled through the streets, looking for her way to our neutral room at the inn, the one which we spent many a cold night. As she swung the door open she looked upon the bed, a single Frost Lotus sitting where my sleeping form would usually lay. She always loved lotus flowers, and I figured it would be a fair final gesture of the time we shared.
The dream shifted, days later the Frost Lotus still sitting on her dresser withering in the sun. She awoke, her eyes red with dried tears. Did she actually care for me? She pulled on her clothes, looking focused, a light smile crossing her face. She walked over, taking the flower and looking at it a final time, before walking to the balcony and tossing the dying peddles to the wind. She turned, her white eyes seeming to notice me.
I awoke in a cold sweat, my mind wondering if a green dragon was just playing some prank from beyond the Emerald Dream. As my eyes came into focus I could tell something was missing, looking to my side to find Lakuu nowhere to be found. “Lakuu? Lakuu!?” I yelled, rubbing my eyes and a bit worried, which was rare for me.
I felt something slide down my chest, it seeming to have an illumination of it’s own. I grabbed it with my now free hand, bringing it up close and enjoying it’s warm radiance. “Well played…” was all I could say…
She had left me a Golden Lotus.
No story to go with the image tonight, mostly because I had little enough time to do the image and attempting to do a story with it will take me much later then I want to go. Sorry about missing the poll again last week, but things became just a bit too hectic for me to think about it.
The image itself should be pretty self-explanatory, but a little run down is a Shado-Pan whose forces were captured by the Mogu is Krasarang Wilds. While all the others were beaten and tortured into slaves, the leader, Mei Strongpaw, would not break, even after much pain inflicted to both mind and soul. A Mogu Dominator turns instead to binding her flesh, and starts a unique ritual into the process. Little does he realize he had clumsily left a weapon in Mei’s reach.
Will be back to making polls this week, and hopefully other updates. Until then, I think I need some sleep.
Kyrina felt her head spin as her eyes came into focus, the cold ache of the stone cutting into her back. She pulled on her arms, and felt rope around her wrists. It was growing tighter with each struggle. “What… where..?” she said nervously.
A voice came to her side, the ghostly echo all too familiar, “They must have hit you pretty hard if you forgot already.” Kyrina turned her head swiftly to meet the burning gaze of her forsaken companion, Diana, her light green body exposed for all to see. Kyrina looked down to see her own robes were missing, she gasped as a look of shock crossed her face. She began to struggle with greater fervor, “Oh no no no!” she yelled.
Her memory came back all too quickly, the Vrykul fortress, the cursed treasure, she though it would be simple for the two of them to go in and take it. “That little Goblin lied to us!” she yelled again, still struggling, “He said this place was empty!”
Diana looked at her with a cold stare, “Stay calm, Kyrina, why are you acting so manic?” she said, leaning back gently on the stone wall. Kyrinas eyes narrowed at her companion, “Oh you don’t have to worry, but we all know what will happen here!”
Diana raised her brow, strangely calm for the development they found themselves in, “And what would that be?”
Kyrina stopped struggling, her wrists growing sore, “I am a blood elf…” she answered, her eyes flaring with pride. “You just know what they will do to me. They will ravage my body over and over for days!” she almost yelled.
Diana laughed, her voice unsettling to Kyrinas elven ears, “You don’t know the Vrykul all that well, do you?”
Suddenly a sound came from a distance as a massive door opened. In strolled a Vrykul warrior, his eyes fixated on the two women chained to the wall. He began to unbuckle the straps to his armor, removing it as he approached them. Kyrina felt her body ache, “I told you! I… I am sorry you have to watch Diana!”
As the Vyrkul got close he stared at Kyrina, looking at her body carefully, “Be gentle!” she yelled, her eyes closing as she bit her lip and awaited her fate.
She waited, and waited, but all she heard was a grunt as the feeling of the Vrykuls presence left her side. She opened her eyes just in time to see the giant had already unwrapped Daina’s ropes from where they were attached to the wall. “By the sun! What…?” she said, her brow going up in both shock and confusion.
Kyrina felt her blood boil as she watched the Vrykul roughly push her companion to the ground, “I am a blood elf! I am the one that’s supposed to be fucked here! You get back here this instant!”
As the Vrykul pulled on Diana’s ropes and began to penetrate her, she looked up with a vile and satisfied grin, “Everyone knows, Vrykul don’t care for other races…” she licked her lips, “But they love to fuck with death.”
I know this one may not be the cup of tea of everyone, so just don’t view it if the thumbnail makes you squeamish. However, I wanted to stretch myself a bit and attempt one of the races I have not done in a while. Forsaken seemed like the perfect one to fit with the Vrykul.
Another update will be done this week of the second poll image, plus the new poll itself. Hope everyone had a great weekend.
Took me long enough, but the next section of Hellfire is released. Not much more to go on this story! I want to say thanks again to LurkerGG and Silvyraven, who helped me a bit with this last section. LurkerGG added some extra edits to make one of the images look better, and Silvyraven helped edit my horrible writing.
Hope you all enjoy it.
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…”
Kind of cheated a little bit this week, mostly because I had no idea how I was going to make the story, location, and races work in the context of a human and draenei fucking, so figured I would have both getting fucked together! That works right? Worked for me anyways…
Now this one also deserves a huge thanks to Lurkergg, who added many of the extra highlight and liquid detail to the image. Hopefully I will pick up on it myself someday but for now I feel his work adds a detail I am just not able to bring, and I appreciate his help. Thanks again Lurkergg.
As for the next Weekly Random, going to change the format of the vote. While I like what we have going so far, I feel like the obvious races are going to win most of the time, and I don’t want it to get too predictable, plus the issues of conflicting races and events (like this week). For the next week I am going to try it where the situation and location are the only things that can be picked, and I will choose the races based on those factors. I think this is the only way to stay entirely fair. If the change is not very popular we will look into bringing back a variation of the race vote in a future poll.