Chapter 57
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 57
Chapter Title: Captured Again, That's Legendary - 1
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"Kyaa…!!"
Clora twitched her hips and flailed her arms and legs.
Once she realized she was fixed in the frame and couldn't move, her face flushed bright red.
...The semen receptacle position was brutal for a shy girl.
Proud Hena was a concern too.
She'd even said she'd rather burn to death than get captured and become a loser.
Unexpectedly, Hena stayed quiet, but she was biting her lip until it bled.
I could feel the rage boiling inside her, hot enough to incinerate everything.
"Hena. What’s going to happen to us?"
Hena glared at Buok.
"What do you mean, what? We're busting out from here and going to slaughter those bastards."
"Orc. Untie me right now."
"Can't untie. Buok."
"You wanna die?"
"Untie and Dumerun-nim kills me. Buok!"
"Don't untie and I kill you. Hands and feet tied? Killing you's still nothing."
"Buooook…!"
"Defy Dumerun-nim and you die. Buok."
Buok was utterly terrified.
Fear of death no matter which side he obeyed.
"Tsk. Burn this crap...!"
"Hena! Magic isn't working."
"What?"
Clora whimpered through tears.
"Been trying since earlier. No magic coming out…"
"No way."
Hena's face twisted in bewilderment.
"Buok?"
"...Kgh."
When Dumerun had ambushed the two...
Not just a simple attack?
If he'd hit them on purpose to leave lingering aftereffects, that was impressive.
"Buhooot?"
Buok crept up on Hena.
Sensing the dire situation, every hole in Hena's body clenched honestly.
Squeeze. Squeeze.
"Ah.... Get lost! Stay away, you filthy stinking pig spawn!"
"Harsh words. Buok."
Slap!
Buok splayed his palm and smacked Hena's ass.
"Who the hell touches my ass!"
"Buht. Can't do shit anyway."
Pat! Pat! Pat!
"Eut, stop...! Stop it! You.... You...!"
Hena trembled in humiliation, spanked like a child by Buok—the one she'd treated like vermin.
"Once I'm out of here, I'll kill you in the most agonizing way I know."
"Buht. Spank mage ass good. Buok."
Pat! Pat!
"Don't.... Don't do it!"
"Hena…."
Something intolerable was happening to her.
But stopping Buok? Not even a thought.
This much was...
Just an appetizer compared to what was coming.
"Sihyeon-ssi! Please stop the orc from doing that."
Clora pleaded desperately.
...Haa.
"Buok. Cut it out."
"Buht. Listen to Sihyeon."
"...Should've... earlier…."
Hena burned with enmity, then clamped her lips and bowed her head.
"Say what you wanna say."
"What would I say? ...You got caught too."
"Think it's your fault?"
"Dumerun was stronger. That's it. Once I'm out... I'll get way stronger."
"Buheut."
Buok burst out laughing.
"What's so funny? You pig bastard."
"Mages. Can't read situation, funny. Buok."
"You illiterate brute who can't even speak Common properly, lecturing me on situational awareness?"
"Buht. Can't speak Common fine, but know wasting strength now is loss."
"Youuu…!!"
"Buok's right."
Trisha spoke up.
"What do you know to yap about?"
Déjà vu.
Trisha smirked, clearly thinking the same.
"Don't feel it if you can help it.
Think your head and body are separate. Helps."
"What the hell does that...?"
"Hee, heek. Hena…."
The door swung open. Orcs filed in.
Like they'd cherry-picked the ugliest—gross pig orcs built like Buok.
...Every last one packing monster cocks in common.
Unlike goblins, these orcs were calm. Like they'd planned this room's agenda ahead.
Count: eleven...
Dumerun sidelined me, so three of us handling three-to-four each.
"Sunbae's advice.
You go first probably. Telling ahead."
"No.... No…."
Clora shed fat tears, guessing her fate.
"Kumcheok kumcheok."
"Females pretty."
"Black-hair female best."
"Black-hair female. Black-hair pussy first."
Buok swung his arm, blocking me.
"No can. Buok!
This female Dumerun-nim's. Buok."
"...Dumerun-nim's…."
"Hmm…."
"Other pussy then."
"Blue-hair pussy mine."
"Red-hair pussy mine."
"Brown hair? Someone took?"
"Stake orc bro probably. Dead."
Captured women? Not even people to them.
Monsters saw us as 'pussy' merchandise. Trisha and I'd dealt plenty with goblins.
"No way. I'm apostle of fire goddess Beleira. Won't lose to pig bastards like you!"
Hena yelled. Orcs jeered.
"Red-hair pussy tempting."
"Make cry first."
"Stuff cock, pin immobile."
"Fire ball!"
Orcs whipped out cocks, swarmed Hena like a cloud.
Futile chanting echoed—nothing happened.
Then...
"Sihyeon! Help me."
Hena's eyes quivered with desperate plea.
"Please.... Please help."
"I... "
"Summon sexual harassment goblin for help. Anything. Hug me over and over.
Just save me from here...! From these!"
"Sorry."
Vir dead or alive?
Not even I knew...
Hena's face drowned in despair.
"Aaak!!"
Eyes shut, but sounds pierced.
Orcs' merciless gangbang kicked off.
"No! No!!"
Hena's gut-wrenching scream snapped my eyes open.
Her tough personality made her prime target first—rammed into her barely wet pussy.
"Pussy hole tight! Narrow pussy!"
"Tearing...!"
"Shape to orc cock size!"
"No!!"
"Hmm! Heup! Heup!"
Orc braced belly, hammered cock relentlessly.
Hena's pussy too tight—slid up, down.
Excited orc cock drooled precum, slicking her up.
Handled her like a tool.
Lube short? Rub cock slippery first.
Hena? No say.
Legs splayed, hole twitching helplessly.
Other orcs stroked cocks leisurely, watching.
No rush?
"Aaak! Clora. Save me. Clora!!"
"Huaang. Hena…."
Clora bawled, shaking head wildly.
Like reality couldn't birth this nightmare.
I felt torn.
Me? Could take it easier.
...Damn.
Same hypocrisy from Yupinel's capture.
But no hypocrisy? Unwatchable.
"Uk, ueut! Don't shove it in. Don't...!!"
Rub rub.
Orc rubbed cock pleasurably, teasing Hena's pussy with taut glans.
"Burn you all. Slaughter every one!"
"Stuff cock in cheeky pussy!"
"Aak!"
Hena's fierce threats crumbled on one thrust.
Ugly nameless orc cock slid into her pussy.
Pussy oblivious at first—then twitched late, drawing blood.
"~~~! Uhoo! Red-hair bitch pussy. Tight feels good!"
"U.... Uk.... Kek…."
Hena's eyes rolled back from shock, teetering on blackout.
Orc gripped her waist, pounded savagely.
No regard for her state, naturally.
Pak pak pak pak.
Dry meat-slaps.
Like cock-slabbing—waist flush, reaming her pussy.
"Ak. Uk. Uk…! Heuk!"
Hena blacked out, snapped back, eyes bulging.
Cock huge—her lower belly bulged visibly.
That'll wreck her...
Trisha's words hit me.
Pain: key defense against mental pollution.
Eyes met Trisha's.
Hurt bad? Summon Yupinel.
But that'd...
Make me the one corrupting Hena's pussy.
Regretted meddling with Yupinel too?
'Overstepped?'
Pak, pak, pak, pak!
"Heuk. Uk. Ut. Uk!"
Only watch now.
Situation barreled on violently, ignoring my will.
Hena arched gasping, defenseless to orc thrusts.
Orc flushed green, blood surging—pounded her pussy fervently.
"Uhoo! Love red-hair pussy. Squeezes nice!"
"Ak. Uk. Burn.... You...!"
Pakpakpakpak!
"Mage pussy burns on orc cock!"
"Aaak! Heuk. Heuuk. Th.... Thiiis…!!"
"Don't touch Hena!"
Clora intervened—one waiting orc pressed right up to her.
"No!"
"Red-hair pussy instead? Use yours."
"M-me instead?"
Orc grinned slyly, grinding cockhead on Clora's pussy.
Clora jolted, toes curling, eyes welling.
"Don't.... Please don't. That won't fit."
"Fits. Any bitch takes it."
"No. Don't…."
"Then red-hair pussy."
"Ah…."
Orc turned—Clora blurted desperately.
"O-okay…! Don't hurt Hena bad."
Fallen for the orc's ploy, Clora silently endured breast fondling as insertion prep.
"Water pussy. Wet already. Magic?"
"...N-no such magic."
Teased entry.
Persistent caress dragged time—Clora's pussy slickened.
Meanwhile, Hena crushed under twice-her-weight orc, mercilessly reamed.
"Uk. Geuk. Geuk. Hat. Ut…!"
"Uhoo. Dig mage pussy!"
"A…. A…. At…!"
Orc blanketed her, bucked waist.
Trapped in green vise, Hena's pale limbs dangled out—pussy ravaged thoroughly.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
Want or not.
Hena's pussy wetting gradually too.
Orc sex? Way rougher than goblin.
...Goblins made up shortfalls with volume.
Not inferior to humans, though.
Built to unleash full potential in rare captured-mate chance.
Enabled fundamentally alien sex.
Snag fave bitch, pound relentlessly—mind pollutes, she breaks.
Hena, Clora: dire straits.
"Uk. Geuk. Geu…. Squeeze…. Gonna squeeze dry…!"
"Ooh. Red-hair mage pussy! Clenches tight! Dump all ball cum."
"No…!"
Hena bucked wildly.
Framebound—wrists, ankles raw.
"No inside cum! No pregnancy. Never. Not that…!!"
"Inside cum! Rebellious pussy gets it!"
"Don't! Don't.... Please…!"
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
Orc cock ballooned harder from her begs.
I gulped unwittingly.
Prime pre-cum throbber—my fave.
Hena's sopping pussy, earnest pounding...
No—why envy?
Hell for them.
Succubus grind killing my empathy.
But damn tempting.
Orc's rigid cock rudely churned her depths.
Squb squb squb squb!
"Cumming. Cuuumiiing!"
"No! No. Don't. Apostle of Beleira. Burn you all kiiiill…."
"Uhot!!"
"~~Heu…Ot!?"
Hena lolled tongue out, head thrown back, shuddering.
No bracing herself.
Orc creampie? Epic. Womb-rape pounding nonstop,
Semen laced aphrodisiac?—loins blaze insanely, unbearable.
Iron in forge.
Deepest Hena: that now.
Orc jizz baptism torching her core.
"Aa…. Aat…. Haa…!!"
"Out. Uho. Keeps coming! Fire-mage pussy flooded!"
"O…. Ok…."
Dangerous.
Hena too deep in it.
Mental pollution over 5% already….