Chapter 1: Planetfall

 

 

 

The team arrived safely and are busy unpacking and getting established. Doctor Camille Jacobsen and Sgt. Yolanda Perry let off steam with a litle light banter.

 

Yolanda: "Girl,those are some seriously impractical heels you have on!"

 

Camille: "Oh, don't you start!"

 

Camille: "I packed some flats, I know I did! I just can't find them anywhere!"

 

Yolanda: "Tell you what - come by my quarters later on. You look about my size; maybe my spare boots will fit you..."

Chapter 2: Watchers

 

 

Unseen in the woods, hostile eyes are watching, waiting ...

 

Orc Thug: "Will you look at that! I can't wait to get myself some of that pussy!"

 

Orc Bastard: "Control yourself! The last thing we need is to spook them before everyone is in position."

 

Orc Thug: "But I can smell them! I can smell their juices! How can you not smell that?"

 

Orc Bastard: "Just keep it together a little longer. If we get this right, there'll be cunt for everyone, twice over."

 

Orc Thug: "But ..."

 

Orc Bastard: "Wait for it..."

 

Orc Thug: "But ..."

 

Orc Bastard: "WAIT for it..."

 

Orc Thug: "But ..."

 

Orc Bastard: "WAIT for it..."

 

Chapter 3: Attack!

 

Orc Bastard: "GO! Go now! Everyone attack!"

 

Orc Bastard: "Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!"

 

The Orcs fall upon their prey without mercy. The human women are smaller and weaker than their attackers. Caught by surprise, they can offer little resistance.

Chapter 4: The Spoils Of Victory.

Chapter 5: Afterward

 

Bastard: So everyone finished draining their balls?

 

Thug: Just about. You know how it is with fresh poon...

 

Bastard: Huh. Took them long enough.

 

Thug: Didn't see you hurrying with that dark haired piece you grabbed.

 

Bastard: Huh. Little bitch is a hellcat! Had to settle her down some. How was yours?

 

Thug: Really hot. Like she was trying to burn my cock off. Or clench it off. I think the slut might be into it.

 

Bastard: They're all into it. Some just need reminding.

 

Thug: Your hellcat going to give us trouble?

 

Bastard: I think she'll behave for a bit. How about the rest of them? All secure?

 

Thug: Yeah. Most of them are just roped to whatever was handy, but they'll stay put. We going to wait till dawn to move them?

 

Bastard: We better. Swamp's bad enough when you can see where you're going.

 

Thug: Not to mention when you got a couple dozen sluts to drag through the mud...

 

Bastard: Right! We should really move them so they're all tied up in one place. Easier to keep an eye on them.

 

Thug: You're probably doing it by yourself then. Most of the brothers are asleep by now. You know how it is after a long hard fuck.

 

Bastard: Just you and me then. We best get to it.

 

Thug: Just you, I reckon. I feel a nap coming on myself...

 

Bastard: Hey, get up you slug! Work to be done!

 

Bastard: Tcha! Unbelievable!

 

 

Camille: Hey, Yolanda! Take this from me!

 

Yolanda: OK ... Eee-yow! That's sharp! What is that thing?

 

Camille: Keep your voice down! It's a scalpel. I managed to snag it when that crate of bio-division supplies overturned.

 

Yolanda: You coulda warned me is all I'm saying...

 

Camille: Listen! I've been trying to cut our ropes, but I can't quite get the angle. I thought maybe you'd have more luck

 

Yolanda: You know these cuffs are metal, right? There's going to be no cutting them with this bitty little thing.

 

Camille: I know that, Y. But if we can cut the ropes, we might be able to run and hide, and then we can work on the cuffs in our own time.

 

Yolanda: Yeah, OK. I can see that. Just keep an eye out in case your boyfriend there wakes up.

 

Camille: Please, Yolanda! Don't make jokes about that. Not after ... after what he did! After what he made me do!

 

Yolanda: Yeah, well. My prom date wasn't the prefect gentleman either...

 

Camille: How can joke about a thing like that!

 

Yolanda: Keep it down or you will wake him And keep an eye out for that one with the beard. I'll get us free.

 

 

Yolanda: See, I told you I'd get us out of there!

 

Camille: Yes! Thank you! There's a supply pod should have landed about a mile from here. We can find tools and ...

 

Yolanda: Yeah yeah. Just keep it down and watch where you're going. We're not clear yet.

 

Camille: What? We're free! 

 

Yolanda: Not yet we're not. Just keep your mouth shut and watch where you're putting your feet.

 

Camille: Why? What do you think I'm going to do?

 

FX: CRASH! CLATTER! CLANG!!

 

Yolanda: Cam-MILLE!

 

Chapter 6: Flight

 

Camille: I thought you said you could get us out of camp unnoticed?

 

Yolanda: That was before you tripped over every piece of junk in the campsite!

 

Camille: I can't help it - it's these stupid heels!

 

Yolanda: Camille ...

 

Bastard: RAAAGHHHHH!!!!!

 

Yolanda: ... just shut the fuck up and RUN!

Chapter 7: Consequences

 

Camille: Oh!

 

Bastard: This is what happens! This is what happens when you try to ... uh ...

 

Yolanda: Ah!

 

Bastard: Escape! This is what happens when ... uh ...

 

Camille: gasp

 

Bastard: what happens when you run ... uh ...

 

Yolanda: No!

 

Bastard: ... in the wrong fucking direction ... uh ...

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: ... and make me chase after you ... uh ...

 

Yolanda: Bastard!

 

Bastard: ... in the wrong fucking direction! uh ...

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: ... and if you think your cunts are sore now ... uh

 

Yolanda: Stop!

 

Bastard: ... just wait and see what happens uh ...

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: ... if you make me late for the Muster! uh ...

 

Yolanda: stop

 

Bastard: ... because if that happens ... uh ...

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: ... you're going to look back on today ... uh ...

 

Yolanda: stop

 

Bastard: ... as the best day ... uh ...

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: ... of your sorry, sorry ... uh ...

 

Yolanda: please stop

 

Bastard: ... Lives! ... uh ...

 

Camille: oh!

 

Camille: oh!

 

Camille: oh! oh! oh!

 

FX: SLAP!

 

 

Bastard: Stop that! No orgasms for you, Blondie! You haven't earned that right! uhh

 

Camille: oh!

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: I said stop! Stop, or I'll cut the big nerve to your clit, and you'll never cum again!

 

Camille: oh!

 

SLAP!!

 

Bastard: You hear me, slut?

 

Camille: pant pant pant

 

Bastard: I said do you hear me?

 

Camille: yes

 

Bastard: Yes what?

 

Camille: yes ... master.

 

Bastard: Hope for you yet, slut! Now where were we? uhh

 

Yolanda: Oh!

 

Bastard: That's right! In a moment you're going to... uhh

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: ... stand up ... uhh

 

Yolanda: ...

 

Bastard: ... wipe your cunts clean ... uhh

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: ... and run with me, as fast as ever you can ... uhh

 

Yolanda: oh

 

Bastard: ... and pray that we make it in time for Muster uhh

 

Camille: oh!

 

Bastard: But first you're both going to thank me properly for being a kind master uhh

 

Yolanda: oh

 

Bastard: You're going to say uhh

 

Camille: anything!

 

Bastard: Say 'Thank you kind Orc Master for teaching us how a slave should behave' uhh

 

Yolanda: hahh never! hahh

 

Bastard: Say it!' uh

 

Camille: Oh! Thank you kind Orc Master for teaching me how a slave should behave!

 

Camille: oh please let me cum!

 

Bastard: You too, Shortarse! Say it! uhh

 

Yolanda: No!

 

Bastard: Say it! uhh

 

Yolanda: no, please

 

Bastard: Say it! uhh

 

Yolanda: ...thankyou...

 

Bastard: What was that, Slut? I didn't quite catch it. uh"

 

Yolanda: Thank you! Thankyouthankyou beautifulorcmasterforteachingmehowaslaveshouldbehave!

 

Bastard: Close enough I suppose. Just one more thing left to do...

 

Bastard: uhh

 

Bastard: uhh

 

Yolanda: no

 

Bastard: uhh

 

Bastard: uhh

 

Yolanda: please

 

Bastard: uhh

 

Bastard: uhh

 

Yolanda: not inside!

 

Bastard: Uh! Uh! Uh-uh-uh-uh-HAH!! Damn, but that's better!

 

Yolanda: sob ... but why?

 

Bastard: Because I needed that. And because that is your purpose!.

 

 

Bastard: Now stop talking, get your heads down, and get yourselves hydrated.

 

Bastard: I'm about to make you run like you've never run before!

 

Chapter 8: Haste!

 

Bastard: Faster!

 

Yolanda: Camille! Keep up the pace!

 

Camille: I can't help it - it's these stupid heels!

 

Yolanda: So take them off already!

 

Camille: Like when have I even had the chance?

 

 

Bastard: Shaddap and RUN!

Chapter 9: Stronghold.

 

Bastard: Well, would you look at that! We made it!

 

Bastard: So here's what's going to happen: Whenever a hunt brings in some fresh sluts, the tribe examines them to decide which one is best.

 

Bastard: It's been a while since we had any new quim around here, so this is going to be a big deal. Everyone will want to inspect the new intake.

 

Bastard: That means you two as well. Everyone gets a chance to look you over. And when I say "look", I mean squeeze, grope, fondle, finger and generally do anything they like to you short

of fucking you on the spot.

 

Bastard: Don't looks like that! You're going to enjoy it. Sluts always do, somehow.

 

Yolanda: mutters under her breath

 

Bastard: And Blondie? Don't you dare cum! I don't care if they frig you until your clit fall off; you keep it bottled up. If I hear one little 'oh! oh! oh!' from you today, I'll flay the skin from your back, you understand? You too, Shortarse! You get off when I say you can, and only then. Don't test me on this!

 

Both girls nod, speechless.

 

Bastard: Good. Now get on down there! There's about 400 orcs wanting to feel you both up. You don't want to keep them waiting!

End Of Part One.