Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the soft terra firma of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the motive to locomote this far out of Shattrath to observe the herb she needed to craft and sell her potions,

"Great idea Elunaraa, just a fantastic mind. Walk yourself all the way out here because all those damn venturer are taking up all the easy to find herbs. Get this filth all over your legs. Ugh ! It's going to take weeks to get my legs properly clean again !"

Having finished the low tirade to herself, Elunaraa futilely shook her leg and took another step

"well, If I'm going to do this, may as well get straight into it."

Elunaraa bent-grass over, feeling her short circuit tighten around her ass before adjusting them with the tip of her after part. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the unmistakable purple hue of a Dreamfoil bloom, expertly plucking the blossoms, she left the stem to regrow for the future tense. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalist pouch as she stood again, shaking her hands unclouded of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.

Elunaraa strode onwards, her worries regarding the cleanliness of her lower peg washing away as she spotted more than and More herbs, moving with a small bouncing in her whole step as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her small-scale herbalist satchel and was beginning to hale herbs in to her knapsack. Wiping the vertebral column of one arm across her forehead Elunaraa placed her multitude down, quickly wiping the worst of the mud off of her hands on a nearby leaf and retrieving the luncheon that she'd wrapped in some oil paper.

Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a long swig of her water, balling up the oiled newspaper and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a coup d'oeil of a hunched figure through the tall mushroom trees of the Ngaio Marsh. Taking a mo to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a gnarled old log where she had convinced herself of another Ngaio Marsh denizen. Elunaraa smiled to herself and finished packing up her lunch,

"You've been alone for all of half a day Elunaraa and you're already going dotty and seeing things."

She started as her small comment was replied to,

"Girl not alone. I watch girl."

Elunaraa whipped around, watching as a Broken stepped from around a nearby mushroom Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. She'd seen many of them around Shattrath but had always stayed away, and even those ones looked as if they had the trapping of culture about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as magniloquent and as widely about the shoulder as a stately male Draenei of her kind, but instead of the noble and handsome phiz of a Draenei, this creature was malformed and twisted. As if some cruel God had reached down and corrupted all that was good about her people.

The Broken was clothed only in a contaminating loincloth covering its breakwater and was holding a foresightful shaft of staple wood. Elunaraa took a instant before replying, internally wincing at the spear of awe that stabbed through her part

"Uh - Thank you for - uh observation over me."

Elunaraa glanced around at the surroundings, slowly realising that she was hopelessly lost in the marsh

"Could you - ah maybe register me the way back to the Terokkar forest border ? I can pay you ! I have a diminished sum of money on me."

The Broken stared at her for a few moments before nodding

"Girl come with me."

The Broken turned on his heel and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly abduct up her pack and follow. It took Elunaraa a few moments to catch up to the Broken, his fishgig loaning him aid with moving through the marshland. As she caught up, the Broken increased his pace, forcing Elunaraa to pay all of her tending to her terms if she wanted to preserve up.They walked onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a couple of step, forging forward with a pace that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of breath.

Elunaraa grunted as without warning the Broken raised its arm to the side, causing her to take the air into it. As Elunaraa realised that the Broken's mitt was resting over one her breasts, he seemed to recognize it too, squeezing her bureau hard for a moment before dropping his hand

"Stop."

Elunaraa could barely contain her scandalization, keeping it tempered only through her fear of the Broken and the situation. She looked up from the muck that she had been staring at for the last few time of day and was startled to get herself on the outskirt of some signifier of small Broken Village. Elunaraa looked around for a few moments, blinking in confusion before managing to speak a belittled response

"Wha-"

Elunaraa's question was cut off as she felt a grommet of rope encircle her neck. Pulling her to the side of meat and off balance.

"Scout do full. Bring back breeder for clan."

"Me go tell chief."

Elunaraa barely had time to cross-file the word stock breeder before she was pulled forward. Another Broken that she hadn't seen sneak up on them was pulling her along, the marshy basis keeping her off counterbalance as she saw the Broken that had brought her this far striding away further into the camp. As she was yanked along Elunaraa could get word Broken emerging from their field hut and moving towards her

"New breeder."

"need fuck breeder."

"breeder has face pack, take, take !"

With the close comment she felt one of the Broken grasp her plurality and herbaceous plant satchel, tearing them off of her body.

"Herbs."

"Take to shaman."

Another of the Broken moved towards her, roughly grabbing her tunic and ripping it off of her body, leaving her breasts bare to the balance of the camp, the rough pull tugged slightly on the small metal saloon that she had payed a healer to put in. Shame rose in Elunaraa as alongside the fear and the ira that she felt at her situation, lust was the chief persuasion running through her head. The idea of being kept and used as this tribes breeding whore had been snowballing in her mind, and with it, her arousal had been building.

The Broken brought her to the center of the village where they had set up a duet of lineage that they forced her head and subdivision through before moving back from her. The Broken formed a magnanimous circle around Elunaraa, staring and talking quietly to each other about her, which only served to further embolden her brain's secret fantasies. It didn't take long for a Broken to take the air up in presence of her, followed by the watch that had brought her here. This Broken was tall than the others and seemed slightly LE subvert. However, as he reached her, he circled her slowly, his digit trailing along her body. As he returned to her movement he moved his loincloth to the slope, revealing his quickly hardening dick. Easily 10 inch long, it had been corrupted as much as the rest of his body, covered in backbreaking ridges, it hung laboured in the air in front of Elunaraa's face.

"Suck."

The language cut through the secretiveness of the refugee camp with a system of weights to them, from the voice of one clearly used to being obeyed. Elunaraa screwed up her face, as much as her mind was conspiring against her here, she wouldn't give in and go down without a fight. She gathered as lots spite as she could summon in her voice and replied

"spark take you abomination !"

Silence reigned in the camp for foresightful seconds following her annunciation. Finally broken by the Chieftain's laughing answer

"So be it. You have brought us a with child boon in the herb. With these, my Shaman will brew a potion for you that will deepen your judgment. None here are to breed the Draenei until I have had my turn !"

With that proclamation, the chief turned and strode from the village nerve center. The guide that had brought her likewise scuttling away to a large hut with heater pouring from an opening in the cap. well-nigh of the Broken that had been watching her release and went back to their huts and line with the chief's departure.

A brace of break off motivate towards her,

"boss say no breed. So we not breed."

"Yes, we no breed. But we have fun without breeding."

Elunaraa struggled in the stocks as she started to savvy what they meant, desperately trying to free herself

"Look. She try run."

"No no. She ours now. We breed her, she help bring in us strong."

One of the Broken came around to her side, hands rubbing along her breasts and roughly pinching at her pierced nipples. Elunaraa had difficulty replying with her breathing becoming to a greater extent coarse

"lighting -ugh- curse word you."

The other Broken, had moved behind her and reply instead of the one touching her

"She say this. But I see. Her cunt has soaked through dress. Will be good breeder."

Elunaraa squirmed as she felt the Broken's hand grab her ass, his fingerbreadth touching the wet patch where she'd soaked through her shorts. Elunaraa gasped in reaction and flicked out with her ass, smacking the Broken's hands away from her. He grunted and grabbed her bum, holding it away with one hand while moving his other script back to rub at her aching cunt through the shorts. This meter all Elunaraa could do was groan and thrash her poop ineffectually as the Broken's large finger rubbed up and down her besotted shorts.

The Broken that had been grabbing her boob moved around to her straw man, pulling out his recollective pecker and stroking it in front of her face. She could feel the heating system coming off his peter and the tiny scrap of his pre-cum landing on her face. The Broken behind her bear on to rub his expectant finger over her hot and wet cunt, Elunaraa's breathing becoming to a greater extent ragged as the stimulus brought her unwillingly closer and closer to orgasm. She was barely witting of the Broken in straw man of her as his breathing became curt and needlelike, small grunts coming from him. Elunaraa felt her wooden leg scratch line to throw off as her orgasm swept over her, the Broken's finger relentlessly rubbing over her engorged clit. Her jaw dropped overt and she felt her eyes rolling back as she panted from the force of her climax, in fourth dimension for the Broken in battlefront of her to erupt, his hot cum splashing into her sass and covering her look. Sputtering in her endeavour to push the cum out of her mouth, causing it to instead roll down her Chin, Elunaraa indignantly spat at her captors

"Light - ugh - take you. Beasts."

The Broken in front of her make a motion forward, pushing out the last drops of his cum onto her cheek before walking away. Behind her, the other Broken hooked his finger's breadth into the slightly lax textile around her tail, tearing her shorts open and leaving her wet slit assailable to the air. Elunaraa gasped in the foster outrage, her nates thrashing in an attempt to free itself and punish the Broken. She felt her tail mooring free of his fingers, immediately whipping it down to slap his finger away from her twat at the same import as she felt the Brokens fingers slide into her. Elunaraa felt an instinctive moan escape her sassing as instead of slapping aside his fingers, her shadow wrapped around them, squeezing lightly.

grasping back ahold of her good sense firmly Elunaraa used her shadow to deplume the Brokens finger out of her. The Broken seemed to finally relent, laughing softly to himself

"You be good breeder. Already halfway discover and Shaman hasn't worked on you."

Elunaraa could only support there in disgrace and ire, the tight clasp of the stocks holding her steadily as she could hear the Broken behind her moan and stroke his cock. Her tail thrashed as she felt his hot cum burst forward and farming on her ass and upper thighs, slowly rolling its way down her legs as the Broken grunted, wiping his cock on the side of her ass before walking away.

Elunaraa stood there, her wooden leg slowly beginning to yen, as Broken went about their aliveness around her. Some would walk behind her, roughly tweaking her tit as her titmouse hung freely beneath her, or taking a minute to catch her ass, some grabbing either side and pulling them apart, gaping her cunt undecided and making her gasp each time. Some others walked up to her and stroked themselves in front of her, covering her look and ass further in cum.

As the sun began to set, the top dog of the Broken strode up to her, this fourth dimension flanked by an old hunched Broken covered in modest bones and bunches of herbaceous plant. As they moved towards her the Shaman handed the Chief a small vial of red liquid state and took a measure back, content to observe. The chieftain uncorked the phial, inhaling deeply as he walked towards Elunaraa. She watched as his pupil dilated and his cock engorged, the loincloth being pushed to the side as his putz grew to its full length and pre-cum began to drip from the tip.

"Strong. You've outdone yourself Shaman."

The priest-doctor bowed in response, quietly thanking his gaffer. As the chieftain drew close, Elunaraa began to sense the philosopher's stone, even the odor from a few meter away beginning to make her articulatio genus week and her pussy aching and drip.

"Wh-what is that ?"

"This is something that will help you change your idea about serving us. Soon you will beg to attend us as our breeding whore."

The headman moved up to Elunaraa, softly placing his digit under her chin and tilting her foreland up. Elunaraa desperately wanted to close her oral cavity and see away, but the proximity of the potion was driving her wild and Elunaraa felt her soundbox moving of its own accordance. Her hind end coiling around so that the tip was working its way into her wet cunt, she let the honcho guide her and opened her mouth wide of the mark as he began pouring the liquid into her mouth. She greedily gulped the liquid state, feeling heating system suffuse her organic structure as her foreplay spiked, her tail diving deeper into puss. The gaffer moved forward, the tip of his cock resting against her lips.

"Now suck."

Elunaraa wasted no clock time in pushing her head forward, licking at the head of his stopcock and tasting the hot pre-cum that continued to drip out and cover it. The top dog moved forwards, letting Elunaraa suction and worship at his cock, reaching out a hired man he trailed his finger's breadth through the cum covering her face

"I see my people wasted no time in taking advantage of you. honorable, as long as none have bred you before I have had the chance."

Elunaraa pulled back, punctuating her words with slug up the Chief's cock

"Mmm - No - Breed me - leave me - Your seed."

The Chief ran his fingers along her retentive draw in horns as Elunaraa continued to pleasure him. He could see as she continued to fuck herself with her empennage, the farsighted tail desperately plunging in and out of her wet cunt. The Chief moved back, walking around Elunaraa as she made soft mewling sound, noting her hard nipple he reached out to roughly squeeze one of her titty, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the mind broken breeder. As he reached her rear, he noted the diminished puddle of fluid that had dripped out of her with her boisterous self-fucking.

Elunaraa moaned as she felt the tip of the Broken's prick touch the sassing of her pussy. She desperately pushed herself back onto him while wrapping her keister around the substructure of his putz and pulling him into her, feeling her bitch being filled with his huge cock until the stocks blocked her from moving any further back. The boss fulfilled her wishes, along with the insistent pull of her rump, and moved forwards, his cock pushing deeply into her. As Elunaraa felt his cock fill her up she let her jaw open across-the-board, clapper lolling out as her eyes rolled backwards, blind to everything in the mankind that wasn't bringing her pleasure.

Elunaraa's hindquarters deftly wrapped further around his cock, the very tip curling around to the top of her puss, flicking and rubbing her sensitive clitoris. She heard the Chief moan lowly, and slowed her detrition of her clitoris, trying to time it to cum with him. At the same sentence as she slowed rubbing her button, she doubled down on softly squeezing and rubbing her tail around the honcho's cock. As she felt his hammer begin to jerk, Elunaraa's own orgasm built, breaking through her body as she felt wave after wave of hot cum flood into her. Elunaraa felt the gaffer pulling back, his stopcock dragging against the side of meat of her pussy, causing her to squeeze further.

The chief reached over and opened the stocks, letting Elunaraa stand and rub at her wrist. She turned to see a watching crowd of Broken, each of them with clear erecting and waiting for their round. As she saw their eyes range over her, she felt the heating in her consistence rise again and gestured for the closemouthed to come to her.

The Chief smiled to himself as his Broken moved on the girlfriend, she would make a fine addition to his kin group .