Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 78

Hannah nervously descended the temple steps until she and Blackbast stood between the golden statues of naked women who guarded the approach. Blackbast turned with a smile and explained that as a high priestess, Hannah would be able to make changes to the temple. To demonstrate, Blackbast lifted a hand as the ground began to shake. Two slender pillars of white marble rose from the bottom step, reaching some twenty feet into the air. With a snap of her finger, two metal chains appeared, hanging from a ring at the top of each pillar/

“What are those for?” Hannah asked as she eyed them with suspicion.

“They are for you,” Blackbast said. “I am going to experiment to see if you enjoy being restrained. A lot of women do, but don't like to admit it. You will hang here at the very steps of our temple as an offering to the first man who finds you.”

“You want me to be here?” Hannah asked as she realized she would be the first thing a person approaching the temple would see.

“I would love to see you chained and helpless,” Blackbast purred in a voice dripping with seduction. “But don’t worry, it will only be for a little while.”

Hannah swooned at the seductive tone of that voice and nodded her agreement. Blackbast wasted no time in lifting Hannah's arms to lock her wrists in metal cuffs, leaving them suspended above Hannah’s head. She stood back and admired her handiwork as Hannah hung from the chains, unable to move more than a step in either direction.

“Now be a good girl and stay right there,” Blackbast said. “I have a kitchen to clean.”

“Where am I going to go?” Hannah asked as she tugged on the chains.

Blackbast smiled and stepped closer, her hand reaching between Hannah's legs. Hannah let out a soft moan as the cat woman began to rub, her skillful fingers sending tingles up Hannah's spine. She twisted her legs as the rubbing increased in intensity then suddenly, she pulled away. Blackbast walked away without a word, leaving Hannah to hang with her orgasm unrealized.

“That was rude,” Hannah moaned as she twisted her legs together. “Oh, now I need a release!” Her wish went unfulfilled as the time ticked by with nothing to do but hang on display. She started to twist her chains to look about the outer yard.

Minutes passed as her mind raced, wondering if she would be discovered. Blackbast had said there was a guest in the gardens, but they were large and expansive, and there was no guarantee he would find her.

“Maybe it's a woman?” Hannah said to herself as she considered the idea. “Or maybe it's a pack of men, and I will be helpless?” That thought got her mind racing so excitedly that she didn't hear Blackbast return until a kiss nuzzled her neck. Hannah jumped at the sudden touch and the presence of the woman's hand between her legs again.

“Don’t tease me again,” Hannah pleaded as the woman rubbed her closer and closer to an orgasm.

Blackbast purred as Hannah began to shake, her body hungry for a release. Blackbast pulled away and went back into the temple as Hannah cried in disappointment, with no hope of the desired orgasm.

More time passed as she stood naked before the steps, the sunlight glistening on her red skin. She tugged on the chains and turned about, hoping to catch Blackbast returning. It was with her back turned that she first heard the footsteps and whipped back to look into the garden.

She could see something moving on the road as it came out of the trees, coming closer. Her heart began to race as she realized this was a player heading directly for where she hung. He paused a moment as his eyes settled on her, and Hannah found it impossible to think. Her heart raced, and her body shook as she took in his green skin, broad shoulders, and muscular frame.

He was only a dozen steps away as she tugged on her chains, the instinct to flee screaming out in her mind. She was helpless before him, her large breasts hanging free for his inspection and her hips just begging to be grabbed.

Hannah felt her blood pumping as the orc came closer, her naked body exposed to his delight. He stood before her in thick armor plates and a backpack large enough to stuff her inside. He was nearly as large as Frank, with gray-green skin and a broad, flat mouth with small tusks. She turned her head to the side as his hand moved and ran up her stomach, rolling over a breast before giving it a firm squeeze.

“Don’t I know you from somewhere?” he asked in a gruff voice as his hand explored the other breast. “I am sure I have seen you before.”

Hannah looked back and met his gaze as she thought he looked familiar. She hadn't met many orcs and certainly not close enough to form a lasting memory. The only two orcs she had truly spoken with had attacked her tower in Frank's old graveyard. They kicked in the door and demanded to know where the necromancer was, but Hannah bluffed them into believing the rumor of a necromancer was false.

The orcs were annoyed they had come so far for nothing, but one of them tried to make something of the trip. He offered to show Hannah how a half-orc was made, giving her a lewd invitation to take him to bed. In a moment of weakness, she gave in and took them both to her bedroom. Over the course of an hour, she learned what it was like to be dominated by an orc, and they left laughing at the panting wreck she had become.

She felt conflicted by what she had done and ashamed that she hadn't even bothered to learn their names. Now, the leader of that group who made the lewd offer was back and fondling her chest. Hannah wasn't sure how he could suspect he knew her, considering she looked nothing like her earlier human form.

“Have we met before?” he asked as both hands came to her chest, testing the firmness of her body.

“Yes,” Hannah said as she looked away. She admitted who she was and reminded them of the encounter in the tower. He was surprised and asked her how she had become a succubus. She told him the story, how she had been a necromancer but reset to be rid of the curse. She chose this class instead, and now she served the temple as a whore.

“I remember all that,” he said with a smile. “Yeah, you were that arrogant flower singer. You told us there was no necromancer, yet I found out later that another company raided that site and found her. You lied to us and wasted our time, but at least you put out like a good girl.” He gave her ass a firm squeeze as he leered in close. “I would ask you again, but it doesn't look like you're in much of a position to say no.”

Hannah hung from the chain as he slid a hand under one leg, lifting it high to expose her groin as he smiled. “So, do you remember how half-orcs are made, or do you need me to teach you again?”

Hannah squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. She was not getting out of this, so she played along and surrendered.

“Yes, please teach me,” she begged in a voice full of excitement and trepidation. She wondered if this was another trick of Frank's or Jaina's to test her limits, but it couldn't be. Neither of them had met this orc to be able to fake him. The time had come for Hannah to serve the temple in her full capacity, and it would begin with this orc.

“Good girl,” he said and dropped her leg. “When I'm done with you, you won't be able to resist an orc. You will be a whore for orc cock, and will beg us to fuck you.”

Hannah watched as he began to discard armor, piling It up until he reached his belt. His pants came away, and out came his weapon as he stroked its significant length.

Hannah began to shake as he lifted her leg again and stepped forward to press himself to her body. She moaned as the tip slid into her flesh, stretching around him as he laughed. She came the moment the head slid in, her honey helping to lubricate its passage.

“Ha, you're easy to please and nice and tight,” he said. “I am going to give you a good stretching.”

Hannah threw her head back and cried out as he lifted her other leg, forcing her to fall and slid down his cock. She thrashed, unable to stop as she slid all the way down until she finally came to a halt as her rear hit his waist. She looked into his eyes; her voice lost in the sensation between her legs. He hooked both her legs over his arms so that she was completely unable to resist him. The smile on his face told her that she was about to be punished, and all she could do was moan.

“Lesson one in making a half-orc, get fucked by an orc,” he said and began a brutal pace of thrusting into her as he held her legs high.

Hannah let out a series of rapid cries with every thrust of the terrible pace. Her body wasn't allowed to move as his grip was like stone, but inside, she was being tormented. Her orgasm started, built up, and exploded in just under a minute, leaving her thrashing as she dripped on the floor.

“Heh, good girl, remembering how much you love it already?” he mocked. “Now show me how much you longed to be fucked by an orc again.”

Being called a good girl as he pounded her body sent Hannah’s mind to another place where lust and passion burned like a fire. Moans escaped her lips while her hands clutched at the chains in a vain effort to hold on.

She was helpless to do anything but take the pounding as he continued his merciless pace. A second orgasm rolled through her stomach and sprayed out around his cock as he laughed and mocked her for being so wet. Her voice echoed from the walls as she sang loudly, unable to restrain herself. She was surprised when he suddenly dropped her and spun her around. His massive hands grabbed her waist from behind and forced her over so her arms were bent above her back. He shoved back in and took her from behind, leaving her standing on her toes as her hair hung down.

“You really like this, don't you?” he asked as she came again.

“Yes!” she screamed as her breasts bounced with every jarring impact of that orc cock. “Oh, I love being fucked by orcs!”

“All you whores do,” he said as he remembered the conversation from long ago. “Are you ready to have a baby with an orc?” He asked as he grabbed her by the tail and pulled her rear high.

“Yes!” Hannah screamed and moaned as the rough grip on her tail sent her into a kind of madness. “Give me your baby!”

“You little whore, I am going to impregnate you,” he said. “I’m going to make you addicted to orc cock. The next time you see an orc, you will go hot and wet dreaming about him fucking you. You will get so hot that you will crawl to him and beg him to fuck you.

“I will!” Hannah cried as another orgasm rocked her body.

He laughed and grabbed her waist, a roar escaping his throat as he shoved deep inside. Hannah was picked up off the floor to dangle from his cock as he finally let loose and filled her with his seed.

Blackbast watched from the temple doors with a smile on her face. She loved seeing Hannah performing her role and enjoying every moment. She watched as Hannah's legs shook from a shared orgasm as her lover finished his brutal task. The orc held her in the air, impaled on his cock for nearly a minute before tossing her down and wiping his cock off on her ass. He left her dangling from the chains with trembling legs and cum dripping from her gaping and abused pussy. Blackbast decided that now was the best time to intervene and descended the steps to greet her new guest.

“Did you enjoy my sweet slave?” she asked in a purr that dripped with approval for what she had seen.

The orc looked her up and down, noting that her chest was bare, and the wrap at her waist barely hid a thing. “That whore?” he asked with a tip of his head to Hannah. “I gave her a good stretching. I might try stretching that hole in back later.”

“I am sure she would love that,” Blackbast said as Hannah grabbed the chains for support when her legs nearly buckled. “Please come inside and be welcomed to my temple. Please sit and rest for a bit. I will see to all your needs.”

“What kind of temple is this?” he asked as she took his hand and led him up the steps and into the main hallway. She then took him to a side area where a bench of cushions sat along the wall before a low table.

“This is a temple to the goddess Bastet, and as her priestess, it is my job to show weary travelers hospitality,” Blackbast replied as she guided him to a cushion. He sat down as Blackbast looked at his waist and purred. “Oh, but you are still sticky from my slave's body.”

“Yeah, she's a wet one,” he laughed. “She came a bunch of times.”

“Let me help you with that,” Blackbast said as she knelt and leaned over. Her stranger didn't move as she opened her mouth and began to lick, cleaning the residue of Hannah's fucking from his cock. She worked diligently to clean him off and was rewarded as he began to harden.

Hannah hung in a daze, her body still quivering from the pounding it took. Somewhere in the distance, she heard a woman moaning and crying out. She lifted her head even as cum still ran down her thighs. The moans were cries of pleasure but they were coming from inside the temple doors where Hannah couldn’t see.

She danced from foot to foot, rubbing her soaked thighs as she longed to know what was happening. She couldn't believe how she felt right now and wished it was still happening. There had been a surge of excitement that came from being helpless to this orc, and the way he spoke to her sent her heart racing.

She was gripped in that power that Jaina spoke of, the powerful mix of apprehension and wild lust. She longed to see the sex going on just out of sight when the pillars and chains suddenly glowed. In a flash, she was inside, still chained to her pillars, but now they stood in the center of the temple. From here, she could see what was happening not twenty steps away as her master sat astride the orc. She was bouncing on his cock as his massive hands, with a grip like stone, held her around the waist.

Blackbast was squeezing her own breasts as her tail lashed side to side in harmony with her moans. Hannah found herself longing for that to be her astride the orc as he forced her to ride him. She chewed her lower lip in hunger as she dreamed of his power and noticed the look on his face as if he was conquering the feline woman.

Blackbast wasn't in control as the powerful orc used her to pleasure himself. She turned a glance, and Hannah saw those green eyes lost in passion. It went on for several minutes until Blackbast threw her head back and cried to the temple in ecstasy as her hands squeezed those breasts tight. The power of her orgasm only made the orc hungrier, and he picked up the pace, making her moans so close together that Hannah couldn't tell them apart. Blackbast had another orgasm a minute later as the orc began to thrust up as he pulled her down. He let loose a primal growl and shoved hard, driving himself into that tender body as she shook under the impact. Hannah watched as he held her tight to his body while he bred the master of the temple.

Hannah was enthralled as Blackbast finally pulled away and eagerly began to lick him clean. The cat woman was slow and methodical, lapping at his cum soaked flesh as if tasting the most sacred of fruits. She writhed around him, focusing all her attention on the task until there wasn’t a drop of their sex remaining.

Then she doted on him, pouring a glass of wine and rubbing at his shoulders as they spoke. Hannah could hear bits and pieces as they discussed his travels and how long he intended to stay. An hour later, Blackbast came to free Hannah from the chains and helped her cross the room to the couch where the orc waited.

“I have something special for you to do,” Blackbast said as she guided Hannah to his lap. Hannah was made to sit on his waist as Blackbast stroked his cock behind her. The orc put an arm around Hannah and pulled her down until she was lying on his chest. She didn't understand what was happening until a gentile finger probed at her rear. Her plug was slowly removed and set aside, leaving her feeling empty.

“What are you doing?” Hannah asked in a weak voice.

“Preparing you,” Blackbast replied as she picked something up from the nearby table.

With a bowl of oil in hand, Blackbast dipped a finger and then slid it into Hannah's ass. She worked it in a few times, then dipped two in the oil and slid them in as Hannah moaned on her stranger's shoulder. Blackbast then produced a small metal tube with a rounded end. It was curved to resemble a hook with a ball-like end at the tip. Blackbast worked that ball into Hannah's ass until it finally slid inside. Then, carefully, she poured the rest of the oil into the shaft. Hannah felt the oil spilling inside, coating her tight passage. Blackbast set the empty bowl aside and placed her lips on the tube, gently blowing to push the rest of the oil in.

Hannah gasped as she felt the oil filling up her tight little hole. She worked her hips a little to get it all in and was relieved when the tube was finally removed. It was replaced by something else, something larger, as her master took the orc's cock in hand and began to work him in. Hannah cried and tried to thrash, but that powerful arm held her in place. There was a sort of pop, and she felt pressure moving inside. Pain mixed with pleasure as her tiny canal was stretched to the limit. When she was sure it couldn't go on, the arm was taken away, and Blackbast was at her shoulders. Slowly, Blackbast pulled her up, bringing Hannah to a sitting position.

Her body slid down as she sat up, driving him in deeper while she cried out. Once fully up, she was now sitting firmly in his lap, his rock-hard cock buried deep inside her tight ass. Blackbast took her hands and pulled her up, causing inches of the intruder to slide away. Hannah wanted to push him out and end the pain, but she was stopped a little more than a hand's width above. He was still deep inside, but now there was room to move, and he did with deliberate force.

Hannah cried out and clutched at her stomach as he shoved upward, driving himself inside. Hannah instinctively went to pull away, but his hands wrapped around her tiny waist and held her firm. With a smile, he began to saw away as Hannah's tiny rear stretched to accommodate his generous girth. If not for the magic of the collar and the fact that Frank was bigger and had tormented her ass already, she might have been in shock. Thankfully, her accommodate power did its job, and her body readily surrendered to the intruder.

“Master!” Hannah cried as her body bounced from the terrible impacts.

“Shhh, my sweet slave,” Blackbast said as she hugged her from behind to whisper in her ear. “You are doing so well. I am proud of you for accepting your role as a temple whore.”

“She's a good little whore,” the orc agreed. “She loves to ride orc cock. After this, she will love it in both holes, preferably at the same time.”

“No,” Hannah said as she tossed her head. “Not here. Oh, don’t make me love it here!”

Blackbast held on to her back, purring as the pounding below sent lightning up Hannah's spine. To help her learn to love it, Blackbast reached down with a single hand and dived into Hannah's pussy. She rubbed at her with the same ferocity that he fucked, the dual sensation making Hannah scream.

Her breath was rapid and shallow as her stomach swelled and then flattened over and over. Between her legs, Blackbast rubbed with expert care, stimulating her clitoris to shocking levels. Her insides clenched, but he was in the way. Her body pressed down on his cock, desperate to push him out, but it only heightened the sensation.

A sudden chain of wailing screams escaped her mouth as she convulsed, and the first orgasm came crashing out. To hear it made her tormentor laugh as he continued his punishment of her tender hole. She closed her eyes and braced herself on his arms as her body quivered. There was such a profound sense of fullness inside, and she absolutely loved it. Her tormentor groaned and picked up his pace, the thrusts so close together she couldn't tell them apart. Her stomach hurt, but she could get no relief as he growled and dived deeper, causing her to scream again.

“Yeah, you like this,” he said in a bestial voice. “All you whores like good poundings in the ass.”

“Yes!: Hannah cried as her world became a blur of sexual fire. She grew dizzy from the relentless pleasure punishing her ass and would have fallen over if not for the massive hands wrapped tightly about her waist. Another orgasm rolled through her core, causing her body to clench down, but that only made it worse. Blackbast helped her sit back up and braced her as he growled and shoved hard. Hannah was held motionless as something throbbed in her ass. He pulled back just an inch and shoved in again, his milk filling her sweet passage. He let her go as she toppled to his chest, his body still firmly inside. She lay on his broad shoulders, panting as Blackbast came to her back and began to rub.

“You did well, my sweet slave,” she purred. “Take your rest.”

Hannah was surprised when one of those strong arms came around her and pulled her close. She felt the power of those muscles protecting her as she tried to recover and curled to him tightly.

“Thank you,” she whispered to him with eyes closed.

“You're welcome,” he said in a softer tone. “Why did you lie to me back then?”

Hannah smiled and ran a hand down his chest. “I was a different person back then. I was chosen and didn't realize that playing a necromancer was bad. Then people like you started looking for me, and I was afraid, so I lied.”

“But you’re not afraid now?” he asked.

She shook her head, then pulled a leg up to be as close as possible. Her hands ran along a chest of corded muscle that sent all her mating instincts into overdrive. He was a pure machine of sex, and she wanted to be his whore for his stay.

“Well, I enjoyed you,” he said. “I am glad we met again. I thought about you a lot after that day.”

“Me too,” Hannah replied as she clung to him for support. “Will you be here for very long?”

He laughed and reached up to lift her chin so she could see his eyes.

“Three days,” he said. “And I am going to fuck you through all of them.”

“You promise?” Hannah asked as she used a pleading expression.

“Are you saying you want me to stay this time?” he asked.

Hannah nodded as she summoned the courage to speak and admit that she was a whore for orc cock and needed all she could get. Hannah smiled and leaned forward to kiss him. When she sat back, she intentionally wiggled her hips to work a little of him back in.

“Good,” she said in a stronger voice. “Because I am a whore for orc cock, and I can never get enough.”

“I will hold you to that,” he said with a lewd smile. “I know lots of orcs that would love to pound that body.”

“Will you tell them about me?” Hannah asked.

“The next time I come here, I will bring some of my friends,” he replied, holding her chin. “And you are going to prove what a good girl you are.”

Hannah smiled as he let her go, only to swat her rear and tell her to rock a little. She did as she was told and rolled her hips, grinding his cock that was still in her ass. A soft moan escaped her lips as she proved once and for all that she was a temple whore, and there would be no going back.