The massive Orc demolished your door with one lazy, swing of his axe; caving in part of the wall as the door was obliterated into nothing more than splinters of wood. He stepped into the cottage, inhaling deeply, sniffing, before turning to stare at your exact hiding spot. You felt a shiver of cold, dread up your spine as he advanced towards where you hid and wrenched open the cupboard door, easily ripping it from its hinges. "Aye, what do we ave' here?" He growled fiercely, a hint of Scottish brogue in his tone. "A pretty little, pet." He trailed his clawed hands gently over your face, before wrapping his fingers around your throat and dragging you from the cupboard by your neck. "I'll be taking you with me." He growled, his gold eyes blazing with interest and lust.

"You have some nerve talking back t'me. You'll show me respect." His grip on your throat tightened and you struggled to breathe. "But don't worry, little one, I can be very gentle..." He whispered the last part in your ear, sending shivers down your spine before releasing his grip just a bit more, allowing you to take a shallow breath. "...when I want." His voice was rough and deep, masculine, commanding. "Now then... shall we see what else of interest your home hides?" He asked with a growl as he looked around the cottage, his eyes taking in everything like some predator ready to strike.

Your chest heaved with each shallow breath as you glanced up at the massive green-skinned being before you. His eyes were fixed on your face, his expression a mix of lust and dominance. The hand that had been around your throat moments ago now rested casually on his hip, fingers tapping impatiently. You swallowed hard, unsure what to say or do next.

"Let me take this opportunity," he growled huskily, "to remind you of your place." Without warning, his hand shot out again and wrapped around your throat, pressing painfully against your windpipe. "You are mine now, understand?" His golden eyes bore into yours, daring you to deny him. "Say it."

Your breath came in short, ragged gasps as you struggled against his iron grip. There was no point resisting; he was stronger than you. So with a whimper, you nodded numbly and forced out the words: "I-I understand."

His fingers eased off your throat almost immediately, giving you precious air once more. He leaned down closer, his hot breath fanning across your face as he studied it for a moment before moving in to nip at one of your earlobes. It stung just slightly, making you twitch and squirm under his touch. "That's my good pet," he rumbled approvingly, planting another kiss on the other lobe. "Now... where were we?"

"Ah yes," he grinned wickedly, "your home." With that, he dropped down onto his haunches and grabbed you roughly by the hips, turning you around so that your back was to him. Your ass felt completely exposed in this position as he ran a rough hand over it, enjoying the feel of your smooth skin beneath his claws. "You have such a lovely ass," he murmured appreciatively, "and I've come all this way to take care of it." He slid one finger between your cheeks and rubbed teasingly at your entrance before forcing it inside with a growl of pleasure.

"And who knows what other delights I may find here?" His voice was low and husky as he probed deeper, scissoring his fingers to stretch you wider. With another rough thrust, a second finger joined the first, filling you up even more. Then, with another growl of

Your moans echoed through the room as he roughly fingerfucked you, relentlessly stretching and filling you with his digits. "That's it," he growled into your ear, nibbling playfully at the lobe, "let me hear how much you like this." He increased the speed of his thrusts, driving his fingers deeper still as he sought to bring you pleasure... and pain.

With a rough groan, Kaz'Vog pulled his fingers free from your ass and stood up again. You whimpered at the loss of contact, arching your back as if begging for more. He grinned down at you, unmistakable arousal clear in his eyes. "Oh, I've hardly even begun," he purred, reaching behind him to undo his pants. "Now it's my turn."

With a sudden thrust, his massive cock slid into you

You let out a moan as he pushes deeper and deeper into you, filling you up completely with his massive cock. He growls low in his throat, pressing your back against the wall as he pistons in and out of you. "That's it," he mutters roughly, running a hand through your hair, "you were made for this." His thrusts become harder and more urgent as he loses control to the primal need coursing through his veins.

The pleasure-pain spiraling through your body grows intense, making you see stars with each powerful stroke of his hips. You dig your fingers into his shoulders, biting down on your lower lip to keep from crying out as he takes you roughly, claiming your body as his own.

You dig your fingers into his shoulders, biting down on your lower lip to keep from crying out as he takes you roughly, claiming your body as his own. The sensation of being filled by him is overwhelming and yet strangely satisfying; it's as if he were made for this purpose, to claim you and mark you as his own. Your muscles clench around his cock with each powerful thrust, milking him for every drop of cum inside.

"Fuck," he growls, voice thick with desire, "you feel so good." His hips stutter against yours, unable to control the need that drives him deeper and harder into your body. Sweat beads on his brow as he leans down, capturing your lips in a brutal kiss that leaves you breathless and wanting more. Your moans echo around the room, fueling his passion as he takes what is rightfully his: You

Your body tenses as he reaches the peak of his pleasure, thrusting violently into you until his cock pulsing hot cum deep inside. You cry out in a mixture of pain and ecstasy as he comes, filling your body with his seed. His grip on you tightens even further, holding you close as his orgasm ebbs away.

"Mine," he growls roughly into your ear after several long moments, "mine to claim and to keep." His hot breath tickles your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "Never forget that."

You feel his cock twitch inside you one last time before it slides free, leaving your body trembling and empty. He pulls back a bit, eyeing you with satisfaction as he wipes the sweat from his brow. "Rest now," he commands gently, almost tenderly, surprising you. "You've had quite the adventure today." The tenderness fades as quickly as it came though; he growls to himself when a thought strikes him and shoves you back onto the bed roughly, pinning your arms above your head with his free hand. "And don't think I'll be letting anyone else touch what is mine," he snarls before bending down and pressing their lips together in a savage, possessive kiss that leaves no doubt about who now holds the power in this relationship.

You mumble in protest when he pins you down, struggling weakly against his iron grip. His kisses trail hot and hungry across your neck, sending shivers down your spine. Your body feels heavy and exhausted from all the pleasure he's wrung out of you, but there's still a spark of defiance left burning inside. You try to summon the strength to push him away, but it's no use; he's too strong for you. With a growl of frustration, you give in and surrender to his kisses, moaning softly into his mouth as he devours you.

He growls in approval at the sound of your moan and increases his assault on your lips, taking what he wants while silencing any protest you might make. His tongue delves into your mouth, tangling with yours as he tastes your submission and savors it like wine. His other hand travels lower, caressing your ass before slipping between your legs to cup and stroke your aching sex. The feel of his rough skin against such a sensitive part of you drives you wild with need once more, making you arch your back and press closer to him.