by crackfawxx 2011-05-27, 10:37
555 words of smutty orcworm literature, as penned by moi ;] :
Orc’s muscles were tense and ready to act. The girl he’d convinced to come back here was lain unconscious before him on the bed, her legs slightly open, and her eyes puffed up from all the insensible crying. The stupid bitch didn’t realise what an honour he would be doing her by laying her – he was a king, adored by the masses; a warrior who had slain many foul beasts of the night; a diplomat, who had been the answer to many a call. Yes, he would be giving her an incomparable gift, that one day she would be made to understand. When she awoke he would do it, perhaps after he caressed her little hips, or maybe after she expressed her love for him, whilst he took her maidenhood. The latter seemed most fitting, so with an anxious glance to ensure she was still breathing, he sat down into his leather armchair, and skimmed over the many praises from his people.
Lately a peasant named Crackfawxx had taken his interest, for she wrote about him with such insight and charm that had she not already be accounted for, he would have taken her back here instead. Most recently she had written an inspiring poem concerning his plight and eventual defeat of the 8-bit clan, who had threatened to burn the homes of his people. He had to remind himself of her lowly rank, to prevent himself from responding to some of her appeals, and to bring himself to the task in hand – the girl on his bed.
She had in the passing moments stirred ever so slightly from her rest, so he took from the desk drawer a syringe filled with a handy drug that would ensure she enjoyed the moments to come. The name of the stuff had been rubbed off, but he had been ensured by the seller that it would heighten female pleasure, and lessen any doubts she held about his grasp on her (which, although unlikely, would be best avoided). With gentleness often unseen by those who loved him, Orcworm injected the mixture into her wrist so as to quicken the process.
Before his eyes, he could see the girl moisten and grow restless. Soon her eyes started to lull open, and he had her take another drug, this time to calm her nerves and to even make her happy. Despite his kingly rank, even Orc couldn’t fight his animal urges. He desperately wanted to do the deed now.
With haste, he pulled down his trousers, revealing an endowment that would not at all disappoint the many women who desired his attention. He grabbed her legs and pulled her body closer, to which she replied with an excited gasp. “Good.” he thought, “She isn’t going to struggle.” Without a moment’s more thought, he fucked the girl. She was adequate in bed, but sadly her shrieks as he pressed into her untouched body were not so pleasure filled as he had desired. He would do this again later, so he could feel more satisfied. He had also passed into her a warmth that would bring him a son and heir – an important job, which he was more than pleased to have completed; his contemporaries, FillerB and Purecraft would stop hassling him, and once again he could concentrate on furthering his affluence.
Edit: Wow. I can't help but wonder what the fuck is wrong with me. Wow.