Try to hold onto your sanity for a little longer
From Create Your Own Story
As the two orcs finish blowing their load inside you, they slowly pull out, and you collapse under the sheer intensity of your own orgasm. Cum oozing out of your pussy and mouth, you stare at the ground, wondering if you should even try to hold onto your sanity. It's doubtful you'll be released from the stocks any time soon, probably by the time you give birth to your second child you'll be set free, which would be nearly two years from now. You don;t know if you can hold on for that long, but you really don't want to be here. So, the best thing you decide is to retreat within yourself, try to bear it for as long as possible.
Before you can, though, you feel another pair of hands squeeze your ass, and plunge a fat cock within you. Your head whips up, with a drunk smile plastered across it, as you gasp in overwhelming pleasure. Ruthless ad relentless, the orc fucks you hard and fast, making you constantly and loudly moan lewdly. You try your best to not focus on the pleasure, but it's next to impossible. It's just too good, and when he cums inside you, utter bliss fills your senses.
On and on this goes, once one orc is finished with you, another quickly takes his place, each one feeling better than the last. Days, weeks, months, it all goes by in a flash. You barely even notice the mound forming in your belly, clearly indicating that you're pregnant. You only get a moments rest when you have to relieve yourself, but you are never taken out of your stocks, and are only fed orc cum and piss to sustain you. As soon as you start lactating, they attach two suction cups with hose on them, to milk you. You're barely anything more than a cow now, and you hate it. As much as you love orc cum, you desperately hate this, and promise yourself that the first chance you'll get, you're gone.
Finally, the day comes when your water breaks, and you cry out in a strange mixture of pain and pleasure, as you give birth to your first child. Once his cries fill your ears, you try to get a look at him, but you barely get a second's glance, when a cock is shoved back in your mouth and pussy. You'll never get to hold or raise your own child, and tears fall down your face.
Finally, after a year and seven months, you are released from your shackles, and fall to the ground. Utterly weak and spent, you convulse as you taste the sweet release from that torture device. Nine months pregnant, and thoroughly addicted to orc cum, you lie on the floor in a puddle of piss and cum, thinking whether you should still try to escape. Despite hating things here, you have grown used to it, for better or worse.
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny, female orc, thoroughly addicted to orc cum, somehow retaining your sanity | Equipment:
magic negating tattoo |
| Experience | Gave birth to one orc, nine months pregnant with second | |
| HP | 20 | |
