A Wizard's War

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

Simon groaned in agony, his teeth clenched and his hands balled into fists.  Tears leaked from his eyes, leaving tracks across his dirty cheeks.  His mind tried to transport elsewhere, anywhere else but in the present…

The orc king had paid Simon little attention in the days that followed his purchase.  Simon was put to work just as any other human was made to work and serve in the orc king’s kitchen and wait staff.  The orc king’s human steward, Swain, would issue orders to the staff and Simon’s constant orc guards would see that the orders were carried out.  Failure to comply would result in immediate pain from the magic wand.  Simon carried out his duties, kept his head down and he was allowed to rest and eat when they permitted him.

After the third day, Simon began to grow restless and Yidian was equally irritated with their current situation.  Simon decided to test the limits of his ability.  If the orc king would not provide the extra attention that Simon needed to break free of his bonds, maybe someone else would.

Yidian coached from within, explaining how Simon’s own arousal could lure other’s in.  The Seeded One was adept at manipulating and pulling others to his will, but only with extreme determination and self-assuredness.  The most likely candidate was the orc guard that held the magic wand, but Simon decided to start small.

He focused on Swain in the kitchen the next day.  While Simon was scrubbing pots with charred and burnt remains in the bottom, he allowed himself to grind up against the side of the pot and Simon’s own manhood began to stiffen in his trousers.  He let his mind go into the pleasure and he urged Swain to feel pleasure of his own.  It didn’t take long before Swain began to adjust himself awkwardly and soon excused himself from the kitchen.

“Well done,” Yidian had smiled inwardly.

With their experiment a success, Simon decided to lure his constant guard to him that evening.  With enough effort he could get the seed he needed to finally free himself of his magic bonds.

Sweat stood out on Simon’s brow as every muscle tightened and burned.  He suddenly bucked wildly, his wrists chafing and bleeding as the tight ropes constricted around them and kept him tethered to the metal ring on the wall.  His mouth opened in a silent scream before he tried to suck in air, panting with effort…

The guard stood stone still in the dim moonlight outside of Simon’s barred door.  In the shadows cast long upon the floor, Simon could see that the orc’s clothing was beginning to bulge as his erection tented the fabric.  The guard finally shifted uncomfortably and grunted in surprise.  Simon sent him another strong urge and the guard’s bulge jumped ever so slightly.

“You want me to help with that?” Simon finally offered.

“Go to sleep,” the guard growled and turned his back so Simon wouldn’t be able to see the erection.

“There is no need for anyone to know,” Simon whispered, “I’d be happy to help you.”

Pain flared through Simon as the orc guard rounded on him, “Sleep, now!”

Simon fell back and the guard released him from the pain of the magic wand.  Simon thought for sure his plan would work.

“Maybe you have to be more persuasive,” Yidian offered.

“I don’t know,” Simon thought inwardly.  He wasn’t sure he could sway the guard.  It was possible the guard’s fear of the orc king far surpassed his lust.

“At your truest form,” Yidian spoke coldly, “What he wants, wouldn’t matter.”

“Maybe I’m not as heartless as you,” Simon thought, “I’m not accustomed to forcing my will upon others.”

“That you are aware of…”

Simon considered again the implications of his ability.  Had he compelled all the other men to please him?  Had Bronn’s arousal been outside of his normal behavior in response to Simon’s own awakening gift?

“You think too much, when you should just do,” Yidian chuckled, “Why can’t we have it all?”

“Well for one, we are a prisoner,” Simon thought.  Although potentially pointless, Simon tried again to arouse the guard, focusing wave upon wave of lust toward the hulking orc outside the door.

“You want it too bad,” the guard finally sighed but kept his back turned, “It’s why the king won’t use you.”

“What?” Simon so surprised, he stopped forcing the lust upon the guard.

“Orcs used to take what they wanted from this world,” the orc growled, “Then the truce we struck clipped us of our livelihood.  We got the land we were promised and the peace of mind, but no more raping and pillaging.  No more taking what we wanted.”

Simon considered his first meeting with the orc king.  Simon had been so aroused, and his body had showed it.  The orc king had seen and become disinterested.  It made sense in a twisted way, the strange orc logic.  During the last Wizard’s War, the orcs had been against the kingdoms that would eventually form the Votu Alliance.  In a desperate attempt to strike a deal, the Alliance had offered the orcs their territorial homeland to the south and promised to impose no rules or laws of man upon them.  It's why they still owned slaves, and no one questioned their barbaric practices.

The orcs felt trapped though, bound to the savage plains.  They warred amongst their own tribes for years after, fighting for their lands and territories.  Eventually, they grew tired and formed the city of Kaska, a trading center that helped them broker peace and elect a single leader to settle the disputes among the tribes.  Then they began to see that they never should have taken the peace deal.  If only they had clung to their way of life, they could have taken what they wanted and avoided so much blood shed and animosity among their own kind.

The orc king liked to break his servants and take them against their will, like his forebearers had done.

The pain had grown unbearable, but Simon was shocked to discover he had an erection brought on by the deep shifting and tensing of muscles.  His mind swirled with conflicting sensations and he suddenly closed his tear-filled eyes and began to laugh.  His laugh was not sane, but fully deranged, touched through with fear and agony…

“My guard informs me that you offered to service him last night,” the massive orc king spoke gravely as Simon knelt before him.

“Yes, sir,” Simon replied, knowing it was pointless to lie.  Simon’s gut clenched with fear and dread as he looked down at the ground.

“You don’t serve the guards,” Rom growled, “You serve me!”

Simon was struck so hard with the magic wand that he flew backward several feet.  The pain of the magic and the pain of the strike made Simon fear his jaw had been broken completely off but was soon relieved to see it was intact.

“You want to be filled, don’t you,” Rom whispered almost kindly.  He softly stroked Simon’s cheek with the rod and it sizzled where it met Simon’s flesh.

“Yes, please,” Simon moaned, “Let me please you, sir.”

The orc king gruffly yanked Simon up by the waist and positioned him on all fours, pulling down the trousers to expose the round muscular ass.

“I’m not sure it’d fit,” Rom scoffed, “How could someone so pathetic hope to satisfy me?”

“You’re right, sir,” Simon agreed, suddenly recalling what the guard had told him the night before.  He couldn’t want it, he had to make the orc king feel like he was taking it.

“If you took me,” Simon cried a little, “it might destroy me.  Please, just let me go back…”

Rom slammed Simon in the back so hard he fell flat upon the floor.  Then with a length of rope the orc king began to bind Simon’s hands.  The massive orc hoisted Simon up by his wrists as if he weighed nothing and tethered him to a metal ring on the wall.

“Don’t worry,” Rom whispered close to his ear, “I’ll give you what you want.”

“Finally,” Yidian sighed with relief, “Not sure how much more abuse you could stand.”

“This is what we’ve been waiting for,” Simon thought as well, “We just need his seed to break free.”

Simon relaxed himself for penetration, he knew the orc king was large and it would be a struggle as the massive shaft filled him.  The orc king spat a large phlegm-filled wad of saliva upon the exposed hole and rubbed roughly.  The saliva felt slicker and more viscous than that of a human as it dripped between his legs.  Simon tried to prepare himself mentally for Rom’s cock, but that was not what filled him.

The magic rod slid between Simon’s cheeks and the muscles of his rectum immediately spasmed in response, clenching in surprise against the painful intruder.  But Rom forced the rod deeper, tearing against the resistant muscles and spread the pain deeper and more rapidly throughout Simon’s entire body.  Simon’s mind flashed through all his mishaps and the terrible choices that had led him to his current imprisonment.  He screamed, he cried, and then he began to laugh.  His mind was a thousand miles away as the pain washed over his body without stopping.  It radiated from within as Rom aggressively pushed the shaft in and out.

“Why are you laughing?” Simon could hear Rom distantly asking, but the question only prompted further bouts of deranged laughter as more tears poured from Simon’s eyes.  Finally, confused and disturbed by the response, Rom withdrew the rod and Simon collapsed against the wall, hanging limply by his wrists.

“Is that all you got?” Yidian took over, letting Simon escape momentarily into their mind.  They found their feet and stood, sticking their ass back out for more.

“How dare you?” Rom growled and plunged the rod back inside, fucking Simon’s body harder and rougher than ever with the painful shaft.  The wand was likely lubricated by blood as it worked against the constricting muscles of their rectum, but Yidian refused to break.  They had suffered worse tortures in the Eternal Realm and they began to beg the orc king to give them more.

Outraged Rom pulled the rod free and simply began beating Simon relentlessly with the wand.  Striking him again and again leaving welts, bruises, and cuts across his back.  Yidian smiled because he saw the orc king was fully erect, aroused by his sadism.  Yidian tapped into the inherent gift of the Seeded One and the orc king was theirs.

Rom threw the magic wand away and exposed his huge cock by tossing the fabrics aside gruffly.  Without lubrication or warning he was forcing himself inside of Simon.  The hole was raw and painful as it was stretched to the max, and then the pain was thrust deeper.  Yidian couldn’t help but let out a cry of panic and alarm as the painful erection tore them apart.

“Hang in there, Simon,” Yidian tried to reassure.

“It feels like we are being torn in half,” Simon thought internally.

“It will hurt at first,” Yidian agreed, “but you are the Seeded One.  You were made for this.”

Simon recalled his determination when he had first impaled himself on the massive bone phallus that had summoned Yidian.  That power was still there and even though the orc king was slightly larger and far rougher in his rutting, this is exactly what they needed.

The orc king grunted with his effort as he forced Simon to scream and cry with the force of his brutal pounding.  His gargantuan erection tore into Simon’s already abused hole and just kept going deeper.  Rom’s huge cock began lubricating the inside with precum and Yidian rejoiced as the power surged through them, but they needed more.  Despite the pain, Simon’s erection was bouncing between his own legs as the orc king took him and slammed him harder against the wall.

Simon’s ass eventually just felt numb as he tried to open and give the grunting orc what he wanted.  Simon moaned in agony, but he no longer begged or pleaded.  The cock had drove him nearly to his breaking point, but somehow they had pushed past it.  Simon was afraid to admit it would never have been possible without Yidian’s help, but that was the truth.

Rom finally thrust inside and roared with satisfaction as he dumped his hot stinking load of cum inside of Simon’s ass.  The seed was strong and intoxicating and Simon’s body took it greedily.  The glowing embers of his magical gift became scorching hot as they seared through the magic wand’s constricting net.  Yidian felt the power restore and surge through their body and they laughed loudly through Simon’s mouth.

“He’s allowing me,” Yidian thought in surprise and although Simon heard he did not comment.

The orc king pulled back panting from his efforts and looked mortified by the hysterical laughter pouring out of Simon as he hung limply against the wall.  Rom feared he had truly broken this man and would likely have to dispose of his newest toy.  It was unfortunate he cost so much.

Then Simon stood and with almost no effort he broke the ropes tethering him to the wall.  He turned to the orc king and his body looked stronger and restored somehow.  His erection swung before him as he looked at the orc king with disgust.

“What is happening?” Rom was surprised and shaken by Simon’s determined expression.

“Our turn,” several voices issued from Simon’s mouth and Rom took several steps back.  He looked around for the magic wand and at last identified it where it had been discarded on the floor.  He moved to grab it, but Simon was on him and shoved him easily to the ground.  Rom looked alarmed, but then Simon was on his dick, taking it willingly.

“This isn’t…” Rom felt the pleasure of Simon’s ass working over his massive shaft and his eyes rolled back.

“Not how you thought it would be?” Simon asked, “Not how you wanted it to end?”

“Please…” Rom whispered as he felt his cock swell and burst again inside of Simon.

“But we’re so hungry,” the many voices growled from the young man and his eyes briefly glowed.

“What are you?” Rom moaned, but then Simon clamped a hand over his mouth to silence him as they rode that massive cock with pleasure.  Load after load began to heal and repair their damaged body.  Simon’s huge erection bounced before him, and he knew it would take only a touch to release the pressure.  He released the hand from the orc king’s mouth and then began to stroke himself.  Simon’s cum covered the orc king’s muscular chest, abdomen, and sprayed him in the face.  The orc king released again inside of Simon’s ass, filling them with power.

“We could easily drain him, take his soul,” Yidian was so hungry.

“Perhaps he is more valuable to us alive,” Simon wondered.  The orc king’s seed was far stronger and more potent than anyone he had previously met.  Simon forced himself to stop and they stood up over the shaking king on the ground.

Simon walked to the corner and picked up the discarded wand, looking at it in disgust.  They easily snapped it in half and threw it aside again.  Then they noticed the orc king began to seize and bulge on the ground.  The orc king’s muscles were tightening and his cock was growing more erect and hard than ever before.

“What the fuck?” Yidian whispered.

Rom had never tasted anything so sweet and powerful in his life.  The young man’s seed had filled him with such power that he had never imagined.  He felt drained before, but now he was stronger than ever.  And he wanted more.

Simon watched in surprise as the big orc crawled on his hands and knees toward them, begging for more.  It was so uncharacteristic and surprising that Simon recoiled as Rom’s hands began to clutch at his naked thighs.  But the big orc pulled him in and engulfed a large amount of Simon’s cock into his mouth.  The orc king sucked with a voraciousness that startled Simon.

“What should we do?” Simon wondered.

“I dunno,” Yidian laughed, “It feels fucking amazing.”

Soon the orc was bobbing his head up and down, desperately pleasing Simon’s big cock as his overly thick saliva poured down his chin.  Simon grabbed him by the ears and began to plunge his cock deeper and harder into Rom’s eager throat.  It didn’t take long and Simon felt the load expel from him with such force the orc gagged in surprise.  But then he was there eagerly swallowing and Simon felt the movements of the tight throat urge more cum out.

The orc cried out and threw himself back in shock as his whole body tensed and began to swell.

“They stole some of it,” Yidian was suddenly alarmed.

“What are you talking about?” Simon was trying to clear his mind after the intense pleasure.

“The power,” Yidian was amazed, “Your seed has power too.”

Simon didn’t understand it, but the result was evident as the orc king began to grow stronger and more powerful before their very eyes.  Simon could take in the seed, but he could also pass that same powerful seed to others.

“Quick,” Yidian urged, “before he recovers.  We can’t let this sadistic, super orc free on the world.”

Simon pushed the orc king down and began to mount the massive cock again.  It was so much bigger than before and it was nearly impossible at first, but finally the tip pressed its way inside.

“Fuck that’s thick,” Simon gasped.

“Look at you,” Rom growled, “couldn’t stay away.”

“You’re so big now,” Simon wiggled his ass on the shaft trying to make any progress to take it further.

“I was big before,” Rom chuckled, “now I’m huge!”

The orc grabbed hold of Simon’s waist and began to force him down.  Simon cried out but at last the cock slipped a bit deeper.  Then the orc began to thrust up and the huge cock head swelled and bulged just inside of Simon’s tight hole.  Simon rode the end of Rom’s cock and eventually, as the first load spilled inside of him, it began to slide a bit deeper.  Rom sat up and pushed Simon over onto his back in one swift movement.

The cock filled him further and Simon moaned in discomfort.  Rom began to thrust with more urgency and his cock worked deeper and deeper with each thrust.  The fat cock was throbbing and pulsing with such power and need.  Another load filled Simon’s ass and the orc king only wanted more.  Simon opened and felt the hot loads lubricating his ass allow the cock to pass deeper and deeper.  There was little pain any more as the pleasure and power washed over him.  Simon’s cock was erect and lay across his perfect abdomen.

Rom bent as he thrust and maneuvered Simon’s cock into his mouth.  Simon felt the pleasure of the orc filling him while he sucked desperately on the head of his cock.  Simon’s eyes rolled back, and he moaned in pure satisfaction.  It didn’t take long for Simon to release and fill the eager orc’s hungry mouth.  Rom gobbled it up greedily and then he threw his head back with a roar.  The veins popped out on the orc’s neck as his muscles and his body began to swell.  Then the cock was orgasming inside of Simon and as it did it also began to swell.  Simon was alarmed and immediately wanted it out of him, but they were practically stuck together now as the cock head flared and expelled more and more powerful seed.

The power raced through Rom, but too much of a good thing can be dangerous.  He suddenly clutched at the intense pain radiating from his chest.  His eyes bulged in surprise and the orc king fell dead over onto his side.  The sudden shift caused his massive cock to pull free of Simon with an audible and painful “pop”.  Simon’s ass spasmed and blossomed but could not yet take its former shape.  Simon laid confused and spent on the floor for several moments.

“My king?” a curious orc was pushing back the flaps of the tent, “Is everything…?”

The orc guard paused in surprise at what he was seeing.  He paid little attention to the orc lying limp on the ground and instead only saw the beautiful open hole winking at him.  He remembered how the young man had practically begged for it the previous night and a smile spread across his ugly face.  Before Simon could even process what was happening, he was roughly being filled again with another cock.