Hopefully this edited version will be approved. It's still pretty fucked up and has violence, bondage, anal creampies and plenty of non-consensual sex. -Ax
-0643, day 21, month 04, Fangrind Forest.
The air was very crisp and cool in the early hours around dawn. I made my way through the forest on foot. I like that time of the day, the world is just waking up and there's the promise of a new day ahead.
I had purpose, today I was going to collect me some ears. I knew these woods well, I learnt how to be a ranger in these woods. I was a farmers' daughter, and seemed destined to be a farmers' wife. Then by chance I met a ranger named Baden in my small village. We fell deeply for each other. He was my brave, dashing ranger. I would give him my maidenhead, but he had to work for it. I made him take me out into the wilderness and teach me to be a ranger. That was a long time ago now and Baden was long gone.
After a stint working for the Rangers Guild, I fell in with my party and took part in all manner of dangerous and scary quests. We also partied hard and had lots of amazing sex. It was the best time of my life, but all good things must come to an end.
I moved swiftly through the long grass that hugged the tree line. Then I crouched next to a tree and stopped and listened. There were plenty of noises I could identify, nothing seemed out of place. I began striding deeper into the woods. I knew where I was going; Fort Nikes. It was actually the ruins of a fort that had no doubt seen plenty of bloodshed in the ancient wars. Now it was just another lot of stone ruins being slowly reclaimed by the forest. It still attracted campers though, sometimes bandit gangs would hide out there, or small goblin tribes, or the odd insane witch or wizard.
That day I was hoping to find some orcs camping there. Orcs have become quite a problem for our dear King. They never used to come down this far south before, but the world is changing, we've all felt it.
King Farquad II had sent all his soldiers off to fight his latest war and didn't know what to do about all the raping and pillaging and killing that was going on in his land. He called on all adventurers and wanna-be adventurers to do their civil duty and fight off the orc invaders. It didn't work out very well for him.
I was doing my part, helping out the Rangers Guild, even though I wasn't a member any more. They were grateful for any help they could get. Then the King discovered that gold speaks louder than words and decided to dig into his treasury. He offered one hundred gold pieces for each orc ear.
Suddenly a dead orc was worth two hundred gp. I couldn't resist that, but I wasn't the only one getting in on the action, I knew that I had to watch out for orc hunters as much as the orcs. I continued to swiftly weave through the trees as I descended into the forest. If I kept up that pace I would make it to Fort Nikes by midday. I kept a brisk pace, but stopped frequently to watch and listen as I got closer to Fort Nikes. The sun was shining directly above me, over the canopies of the large trees. I decided to circle the area as I approached, to scout the ruins.
I crept about slowly and carefully as I approached my destination. I came across some large humanoid tracks that looked fairly fresh, it raised my hopes that there were orcs there. I could see the large pale walls of the ruins rising up ahead. The tall stone walls were covered with a greyish green moss that helped it to blend in with the large trees around it.
The terrain around the fort was bumpy and uneven as well as quite lush, with plenty of trees and bushes and rocks around. I knew it very well. The ruined fort sat on top of a small hill. It still had three of its' big outer walls in tact, but it had no roof and was open to one side. I knew that you could access the high upper floor through a crumbled stone staircase, if just for a lookout. It was what made this place an appealing hideout to so many. I was very careful to stay out of sight as I snuck around, slowly edging closer to the ruins.
As I moved around I saw an orc. The big, ugly green bastard was just standing by the wall, staring out into the forest. He hadn't spotted me. I continued to carefully scout around until I was fairly certain there were five of them, two armed with bows. Perfect, one thousand gp worth of ears, and not too many for me to take down on my own, particularly if I started attacking them from range.
I unslung my longbow from around my shoulder and slowly made my way around to the other side of the flowing creek and into position behind a large boulder with the brook between it and the ruined fort. It was a prime archery spot. The fort was within my range. If the orcs wanted to get me they had to either go around the body of water or through it, either way it would allow me the opportunity to stick them with more arrows.
I silently watched the fort. They did have an archer stationed up on the second floor. I would take him out first, then the second archer that was inside. Then I would take the other brutes out one by one. If one or two of them would get close I was confident in my shortsword skills.
I drew an iron arrow from the quiver on my back and lined up the orc archer on the upper level. I had a clear shot. He had no idea that death was aimed at his fat ugly head.
Suddenly there was a loud painful scream from the other side of the fort. It drew the orc archers' attention and he moved out of sight. Then I heard more screams and shouts from the orcs. What the hell was going on?
I sprung into action without thinking. I moved out from cover until I had the orc sniper in my sights and then aimed my bow up at him and loosed. The arrow smashed through the back of his skull and his bulky body crashed to the ground.
I grabbed another arrow and notched it as fast as I could. Speed loading wasn't my thing, accuracy was my thing. I swiftly moved around and noticed the other archer by a gap in the wall. I shot an arrow through his neck. He clutched his throat and let out a loud gargling sound as blood spilled down to his chest. He fell back against the wall and slid down to the ground as he died.
Suddenly there was another orc running at me, yelling loudly with his axe held high. I quickly let off a shot and the arrow slammed into his shoulder. He still came at me, I dropped my bow and pulled my shortsword from my belt.
Then the orc fell over and his large body slammed into the dirt. I could see some sort of strange vine wrapped around his legs. I ran up to him and kicked his axe away as he raised it, then I stuck the blade of my shortsword through his head.
I quickly scanned the area. There didn't appear to be any other clear threats around. I didn't know where the other two orcs had gotten to, but they weren't attacking. I picked up my bow and notched another arrow, before I started making my way into the ruins.
I cautiously walked through the gap in the wall, past the orc archer I had killed. On the other side of the wall I saw the last two orcs slumped over dead. There didn't appear to be any obvious wounds on them, but someone had killed them.
I pointed my bow out into the woods. "Who's there?" I called out. "Come out where I can see you." There was a brief pause and then someone started coming out from the bushes. I held my bow up as what appeared to be a young woman in robes came forward.
She had her hands held up, "It's okay, I don't mean you any harm."
She was young and strikingly pretty, with long red hair that framed her feminine face and flowed down past her shoulders. She wore an elaborate green mage robe. When she got closer, I could see that she had mismatched eyes, one green and one hazel. She wore a stupid smirk on her face as she looked me over as well.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'm Aerowyn, and you are?"
"Well met Rohme. That was fun wasn't it? We took out all those smelly orcs. We make a good team." I still had my bow pointed at her, "No, not well met. No, we're not a team. These are my orcs. I had them well scouted out before you came barging in here. Get the hell out of here! Now!"
"Look, I understand you're still a little fired up from the battle, but I'm not your enemy."
"What kind of mage are you Aerowyn?"
"Just a beginner really. Just a girl starting out down the long, long road of knowledge."
I spotted some fine grey hairs on her robe. "Did you come in on horseback?"
"Yes, I rode in on my faithful steed Jester. He's somewhere nearby."
"I didn't hear a horse coming."
"A simple spell, to silence my horse."
I nodded down at the dead orcs, "What did you do to them?"
"Thornbite, level 3, deadly magical poison. Effective."
"Right. ...How old are you Aerowyn?"
That surprised me, I would have guess she was in her twenties. I looked her over again, her ears were covered by her red hair. She did have an Elvin look about her, though I would wager she wasn't a fullblood. "Half-elf." I said.
"Yes, that's right. And I'm guessing you're a ranger."
"Just an orc hunter. ...One who works alone. I was going to take those orcs out by myself."
"But luckily you didn't have to. I helped you kill them, so let's split their ears, fifty-fifty. What do you say?"
I still held the string of my bow tight. The muscles in my arm were starting to burn. "I say get the hell out of here. Now! They're my orcs and you're not getting a single ear Witch."
Aerowyn looked at me pleadingly, "Come on. I need the money to help my dying uncle. He's a good man, and he can't afford to see a healer. I need to help him. I need those ears."
"Then go hunt your own ears. These are mine." She stared coldly into my eyes, "Are you sure you want to be greedy about this?"
I tensed up, "Just go! Don't give me any trouble now girl, I will have an arrow in your head before you can cast a spell."
"Who says I haven't already cast a spell?" I squealed as I suddenly felt the sharp pain as a vine wrapped around my ankle and its' thorns stabbed into me. I jerked as I released my arrow and it shot off past the mage and into the forest. I automatically grabbed another arrow and started notching it, but my head was starting to spin.
Dizziness overcame me and I dropped to my knees. I dropped my bow and then I was frantically pulling at the vine around my leg. My vision was blurring and I couldn't think straight. My energy was rapidly fading. I slumped down on the ground. I tried my hardest not to lose consciousness, but I was fighting a losing battle. Deadly magical poison, was this how I was going to die? The world around me faded into darkness.
I slowly came around again. I was lying on the ground. There were large pale stone walls around me. I was in the ruined fort. My arms were bound tightly behind my back. I looked down and saw that my legs were also tightly bound together by what appeared to be green vines.
Then Aerowyn appeared before me. The red-headed half-elf was holding a bloody dagger and a small cloth sack. She looked down at me and smiled, "There, That's five orc ears each. I could have taken them all for myself, like you wanted to do. But we killed them together, so we should split the reward. I'll just hold on to your five for now, for safe-keeping."
I felt terrible, like I was badly hung over. "Ughh, ...Did you poison me?"
"Mildly. You'll be fine. I do regret that we got off on the wrong foot Miss Rohme. You're quite an attractive lady. You have that weathered look about you that comes with being a seasoned ranger, but you're not without your feminine charms are you?"
"What? ...Unbind me now you little bitch, or you'll regret it."
"I like your smooth ebony skin, and your wavy dark hair. Your dark almond eyes. I like your full figure that fills out your studded leathers nicely."
"You're just another insane witch, aren't you?" Aerowyn wiped her dagger and then sheathed it at her belt, she came over and knelt down beside me. She brushed my thick brown hair away from my face, I recoiled from her touch, but she kept at it, gently stroking my cheek. She had a stupid smirk on her own pretty face.
Then she surprised me as she grabbed my head and leant in and pressed her lips to mine. I kept my lips closed, I could feel her tongue rubbing against them. I felt her hands fumbling at my chest, undoing my leathers. Soon she had the front of my jerkin open and my bare breasts exposed.
She kept her lips pressed into mine as her hands rubbed at my boobs. Then I felt an intense surge of pleasure, like an electrical charge shoot from her hand. It made me moan in pleasure and Aerowyn took the opportunity to slip her tongue into my mouth. Her tongue rubbed along mine as I squirmed underneath her.
My heart was beating rapidly. Her sensual touch was making my body tingle and she was starting to fire up my lust. Eventually she stopped kissing me and pulled away from my face as I was left getting my breath back. She smiled down at me, "You like a little magical stimulation do you? Plenty more where that came from."
She moved down and started pulling at my pants. "No, stop it!" I yelled out, "I won't let you humiliate me you little Cunt!"
"I bet you're soaking wet!" she replied. I was. She managed to pull my pants down a bit, but was unable to get them off because my legs were bound together. She slipped her hand into my white cotton panties and I gasped. Her fingers began rubbing forcefully along my wet lips, forcing me to moan and writhe under her.
A finger slid up inside me, and then another and I moaned with pleasure. Aerowyn began pushing them back and forth, fingering me. I could feel my pussy tingle and get even wetter. Her other hand moved up and was gently squeezing my breasts. "Yeah, you like that don't you? Miss orc hunter who hunts alone. You really love a bit of company."
It was true, I was enjoying her stimulation. It had been a while since I had been intimate with anyone. It was just the manner in which she bound me and was molesting me that had me feeling so humiliated.
"I'm going to do something with your clit that will blow your mind." said Aerowyn, smiling. She pulled down my soaking wet panties, revealing my dark triangle of pubic hair and glistening rosy slit sitting in the middle of my brown mound. Her fingers began rubbing along my opening again and her thumb gently caressed the folds around the hard little bud of my clitoris. I let out a gasp. Then I felt a powerful electric surge come from her hand. The intense waves of pleasure hit my mind and overwhelmed me. I couldn't stop myself from throwing my head back and moaning loudly. My clitoris seemed to throb wildly and juices gushed from my pussy as it spasmed. Wave after wave of intense pleasure surged through my body. It was the most intense orgasm I ever felt.
I moaned and bucked wildly on the ground as the half-elf continued to molest me. Eventually the wild orgasm subsided and I was left there, hot and gasping. Aerowyn gave me a lusty smile, "Wow, I never seen anyone react like that. That was so fuckin' hot!"
I was still lying there in a daze as she lifted her wet hand to her lips and started licking my juices, "Yummy!" She rubbed her hand along my hot wet crotch again and then moved it in front of my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked my mild, warm juices from her soft hand.
Then she got up again, standing over me. "It has been a lot of fun Rohme, but I'm going to have to leave you for a while. Like I told you, I've taken your five ears for safe-keeping, your weapons and equipment as well. Don't worry, you can trust me."
I looked up at her blinking, "What? No! Listen to me, Those orcs we killed were an advance scout party. There will be a whole horde following behind. You can't leave me here. They'll kill me!"
"No they won't. I know orcs. You're an attractive female, and you're no longer a threat. They won't kill you, it would be a waste."
"No, you can't be serious! Don't leave me here like this!"
Aerowyn giggled as she lightly stepped away from me. "Don't worry, pretty soon you'll have plenty of orc boyfriends to keep you company."
"Get back here you Bitch!" I yelled angrily. "You're fuckin' mad! Come back and unbind me right now or I swear I am going to hunt you down and kill you!" I just heard the mage giggling as she disappeared from sight and walked away from the ruined fort.
"Are you out there you Bitch? This has gone on long enough." I yelled. But I was pretty sure she had gone. She left me there with my arms and legs tightly bound and my bare breasts and crotch exposed. The area around my groin was wet. I was so humiliated by what she did to me, now I couldn't believe she was just leaving me here for the orcs.
Just another twisted insane witch. I should have put an arrow into her head as soon as I saw her. I was thrown off by her beauty. Now I was in quite a predicament.
I shuffled over to a wall and leant against it as I clumsily stood up. I had to try and get out of there, I couldn't just wait around for more orcs to show up. I managed a few hops, the ground was uneven and my head was still a little groggy. My feet slid out from under me and my body hit the dirt and rocks as I landed next to a dead earless orc. I let out a loud curse and tried getting up again.
I looked over and saw the orc archer I had killed. He was slumped against the wall. My arrow was still sticking out from his neck and dark red blood was dripping down from the wound. I shuffled over to him, then managed to lift myself up to get hold of the arrow with my bound hands. I leant forward, yanking the arrow out from the flesh and bone it was lodged into as I fell down onto the ground again.
I gripped the bloody shaft of the arrow behind my back. I sat up again and started rubbing the arrowhead into the vines that bound my arms. I always kept my arrowheads sharp. The arrow was cutting it, but the vines were very tough. Damn, this was going to take a while.
I kept at it, but was making frustratingly little progress. The shadows moved with the sun and I could tell I had been there for a few hours, it had passed mid afternoon and was heading for evening now.
Then I froze as I heard a sound in the forest that was out of place, the low howling of a warg. I had fought wargs before, I could identify their sound. Around here, wargs nearly always meant orcs.
I strenuously got to my feet again and started hopping along the wall. I was scared, I just wanted to get out of there. I hopped out from the ruined fort and got a couple of meters before my feet slipped out from under me and I fell down again. I found myself rolling down the slope of the hill, crashing through bushes and hitting rocks on the way.
I came to a stop down in the mud near the creek. I winced and caught my breath, my body was hurting all over. Then the water splashed in front of me. I looked up to the frightening sight of a huge black warg on the other side of the creek. The giant wolf stared at me with its intense red eyes and snarled, baring its jaws full of long sharp teeth.
There was a large orc riding on its' back. The ugly green brute had his bow drawn and an arrow aimed right at me. I just laid there in the mud, frozen with terror. The warg snorted and growled and bore its' sharp teeth.
Another orc rode up beside him on a grey warg. "Ghar'tuk Lagat Kurok?"
"Meh'tak. Female ...human ...all tied up. Looks like gift to me."
The other orc looked older, with long grey hair. He looked down at me and studied me intensely. "Yes, does look like gift. Be careful. Maybe trick."
The orc called Kurok looked me over again and I studied him. He looked like a typical ugly orc to me. He had greyish green skin and a squashed up nose and large jaw with two protruding sharp teeth. The top of his head was bald, but he had long black hair flowing down to his shoulders. And he had a pair of valuable pointy ears on each side of his head, one of them bearing three silver rings which made it even more valuable. He would have been around seven feet tall and had a stocky, muscular physique.