Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20200130000145/@comment-36359477-20200201165622

(Here's My Response JOVA82)

“Come on Albert, you stubborn old Jackass, We need to get off the road before those Orcs catch us.” I pleaded with the Donkey as I try to pull him off the road only for Albert to decide he’s not going to budge one inch.

“Fine, please yourself, serves you right if you wind up in a stew.” I say in frustration before leaving Albert on the Mountain trail to find somewhere to hide.

No sooner I make to my hiding place in some bushes, the Orcs find Albert standing in the middle of the mountain trail without a care in the world.

As the Orcs lead Albert I notice one of them sniffing around before approaching the bushes I’m hiding in.

From the bushes watched as the Orc approached growing more nervous as she got closer. Trying to fight her off was out of the question, I had no training in swordsmanship, no knowledge of magic of any kind, so my only hope was to run.

The Orc was about to pull back the branches of the bushes I was hiding in when I bolted, only to find myself in the waiting embrace of another Orc who had likely double round to cut off any escape.

“Why, hello there.” She coos as she press me tighter against her plump and ample chest, preventing me from trying to wriggle free.

“Good work, sis.” I hear the other Orc say, I then feel something slip around my neck “Collar’s on, you can let go of him now.”

“But I like the way he feels against my breasts” the second Orc whines.

“You can play with him as much as you want when we get him back home. Now come on!” The first Orc snaps back as she yanks on a rope tied to my collar, pulling free of the second Orc’s arms, much to her displeasure.

On the way back to the Orc village Albert once again decide he’s not going move another inch, try as they might by either pulling on his reins or trying to lure him with a carrot, that stubborn Donkey won’t budge.

With a sigh the Orc that was leading Albert turns to the Orc holding the rope to my collar “You go on ahead and take our new pet home, I don’t think our new slave should see what about to happen to his Donkey.”

With that I’m taken on ahead “W-what are they g-going to do to A-albert.” I stutter fearfully.

“Sorry but I’m afraid Albert’s going to be tonight’s celebratory feast, Its not everyday we get our own love slave.” Said one of the Orcs.

Eventually we reach the Orc stronghold, which consisted of a collection of Yurts surrounded by a large timber wall. As I’m lead through the stronghold many of the other Orcs in the stronghold showed a great deal of interest in me, some even tried to cop a feel only to be pushed back by the Orcs that had captured me. Some of the Yurts had their entranceways open in which I would often see a man surrounded by several Orcs, all of whom were using him to satiate their monstrous lust.

The sight what was happening in those Yurts was of course my future as the love slave to the group of Orcs who captured me as they lead me to their Yurt.