The Princes Adventure
Taryn woke up and felt he could not sleep anymore, so he got up and put on his clothes. Instead of his regular, princely clothes, with the recognizable royal colors emblazoned with the royal seal, he donned a plain, earth-colored tunic. He wanted to fit in and not be recognized as a prince wherever he went. He slid his dagger into his belt, got his satchel, and opened the door quietly. He looked around and noticed that the small village near the edge of the woods where they were staying was still silent. He figured guards and diplomats could not surround him if he wanted to explore this area, so he might as well sneak out for a first exploring trip. Instead of going down the stairs leading to the main hall of the wooden house, he turned the corner and walked down the hall towards the kitchen. He went down the back stairs and, still walking quietly, made it to the back door. After one last look back at the village, still sleeping, he made for the edge of the woods, ready to see what these wild lands offer.
While there was no wall or trench here, it was clear what the border was: the tree line was stark and clear, as though kept up by gardeners. Taryn knew this was not so and that many mysteries surround these woods, their border being one of them. There was no path, but people in the village spoke of a river somewhat deeper in the forest. If he could follow this river, he would, at some point, arrive at a lookout point at the foot of the mountains in the West. He went deeper into the forest, listening closely for any sounds of water and looking around carefully to remember most of what he saw. The foliage nearly drowned out the sunlight, creating a constant near-dusk, and tangles of branches, leaves, and undergrowth made walking and navigating difficult, but Taryn ventured deep into the woods. He had walked for what felt like a few hours when he decided to rest. His guards would most likely be looking for him by now, in and around the village, most likely thinking he was with some fair maiden of the village. He was not too worried and stood up after a few minutes, stretched, and continued.
By now, the trees were thicker and more overgrown than he had ever seen, and he saw plants he had never heard or read of. In addition to the sounds of strange birds or critters in the distance, he thought the rush of water was also audible. This gave him new energy, and he focused on the sound he ventured on. Then he stopped. Ahead of him, there was a noise. It was coming toward him; he drew his knife and soon stood face-to-face with an orc. He had known somewhat civilized orcs in the city and heard of many other tribes spread around the empire and beyond. The orc was as tall as he was but bulkier and hunched over, with long, powerful arms dangling alongside him. His face was a dark greyish, his teeth looked mean, and his dark eyes looked intimidating. Taryn brandished his dagger and declared he came in peace and meant him no harm. Right as he finished, he felt two arms grab him around his arm and neck while the orc in front of him lunged at him. Before he knew it, he was bent over a fallen tree with his hands tied behind his back and his feet tied to the stump.
The orcs stripped him naked and started touching him. Taryn commanded them to stop and threatened to bring the army here if they did not obey, but was silenced when the orc in front of him slapped his face. He lowered his pants and pulled out his semi-hard dick. It was the same color as the rest of his skin and looked roughly like that of a human but larger. Taryn was awe struck and stared at it, until the orc slapped him with it and put it to his lips. Taryn turned his face away and closed his eyes, but the orc slapped him again before pushing his dick in the prince’s mouth. He still resisted but then felt the other orc spread his ass cheeks. He begged them once again to stop but gasped when he felt the orc behind him begin to lick his ass. The sensation was pleasant, but Taryn was scared and humiliated. He was a prince and was known to chase the most beautiful women. Now he was bent over a log, about to get raped by two orcs. He felt the large, grey penis push further inside his mouth, making him gag again and again, while the other orc tongued his ass and stood up. Taryn knew what was next.
He screamed for them to stop and please have mercy and that they would be richly rewarded if they only stopped now. He felt a hard slap on his ass and gagged on the hard dick in his mouth, which started to move in and out at a steady pace. The second orc cock found his asshole, wet but still a virgin, and started to push against his tight sphincter. He felt another slap on his ass and another one before another deep push. His ass stretched as the head slid in with the spit as lubrication, but as the orc went deeper with each stroke, it soon began to stretch beyond what seemed possible. Taryn screamed as the enormous thing penetrated his virgin asshole, stretching it inch by inch. To make matters worse, the sight of his asshole being destroyed made the other orc even hornier, so he grabbed the prince’s hair with one hand and his dick with the other. Taryn’s scream was cut short as the orc slammed his dick into his throat and started fucking his face.
He felt strong hands with sharp nails all over his body as he was fucked in both his holes; they spanked him, squeezed his nipples, and even choked him for what seemed like an eternity. The pain in his ass numbed after a while, and he had to time his breathing with the facefucking to stay conscious. Then the orc that was riding his ass grabbed his hips and increased his tempo, eliciting a moan from Taryn. The strokes became deep and quick, and after a few seconds, the long, thick dick exploded with cum. Hot, thick waves of cum filled Taryn’s ass and started dripping down his balls as the fucking continued for a few more strokes. Finally, the orc pulled out of Taryn’s now stretched and violated asshole, and the facefucking stopped as well. “Please, let me go now. You’ve had your fun!” begged Taryn once more. As if on cue, footsteps became audible from behind some bushes. As they came closer, Taryn saw something that made him shudder.
He tried to free himself again, only to be restrained by the two naked orcs. As it came closer, Taryn fully saw what produced the footsteps: a large, dark centaur with black manes and tan skin and a scar across his chest. Taryn had read about centaurs and their tribal society a lot and had hoped to meet them on his travels, but not this way. He could only gasp at the enormous horse cock swinging beneath the centaur’s hind legs as he approached. Without hesitating, he mounted Taryn and laid his long, warm dick, dripping with precum, on Taryn’s back. He begged to be freed once more but was slapped and choked by one of the orcs. He felt the horse cock start to poke at his asshole, still gaping and wet from his violent anal rape just a few minutes ago. The centaur bucked a few times, missing the mark each time, but finally found its goal. The flared tip stretched the gaping asshole open even further as TAryn gasped and cringed. The horse cock pushed on, stretching the prince’s asshole even further and deeper, with precum and orc cum as lube, as he gasped for air and begged to stop. As he was stretched as far as he could, he stopped screaming, only moaning and breathing, wondering how much more his ass would have to endure.
The centaur pulled back and started bucking, fucking Taryn’s virgin ass and using him for his pleasure. The prince moaned and shut his eyes, trying not to think of what was happening. With a few strokes in his ass started to get used to the pain as it stretched out even further when the horse cock was pushed in almost to the balls, and he started cumming. Taryn was restrained, but the cock in his ass pushed him forward as the horseman got every last bit of pleasure he could, pumping loads of gooey, thick cum into his ass. He felt it fill up his ass, warm strings deep inside him and streaming along the horse cock out and dripping out of him. The centaur started pulling back, still cumming, as Taryn felt his ass relax with every inch that slid from his behind. Instead of a painful, intense stretching, he now felt his ass empty. The foot-long, wet, still erect penis fell out, dripping all over and leaving his ass gaping further than before as cum streamed out. He felt exhausted, dazed, abused. His legs were now wet with sweat and cum, and his ass was gaping from the brutal fucking he had just received. As the orcs and centaur moved away, he felt himself lose consciousness…
The End.
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