Chapter 58: The Troll’s Burning Passion

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Solja – The Forbidden City, The Empire of Shizhuth

Anger burned through me as I stepped out on the sands. The crowd roared, but I didn’t hear them over the screaming in my heart. My mother was alive. She was here, still being experimented on. Still being tortured by that Gods damn naga slut!

The cold-hearted, cunt-bitch whore-empress of this sick and miserable lands held my mother imprisoned. She suffered. I gripped my club, breathing heavily as the rage built and built in me. My vision burned red.

It narrowed to a point. To that cunt up there in her box safe from me. She had left me her champion to fight. She thought this Brazen would stop me from saving my mother. I roared, froth bursting from my mouth.

Flames consumed me.

I charged across the sands at the yellow-skinned bastard. He thumped his ax into his chest and roared at me, his tusks thrusting up from his lower jaw. Had he raped my mother? Did he stick his diseased cock in her to breed her? If she could survive having trolls, she could survive ogres. I bellowed such fury, my heart screaming.

I reached Brazen and swung my club.

I struck his ax and battered it to the side. I snarled as I drew back my club again and swung. The ogre dove out of the way. He came up swinging his ax for my legs. The edge gleamed in the light.

I snarled and swung my club hard. I slammed it into the ax, driving it into the sand a few inches for my foot. A spray of coarse dust washed over my calves. I slammed my foot down on the ax, pinning it in place.

I swung at Braven’s head.

He raised his other arm to block. CRACK! The mighty blow resounded through the air. The ogre snarled in pain, his arm twisting. Bone thrust through the skin. I kicked him in the chest and threw the ogre on his back, ripping his grip from his weapon.

He stared up at me in horror. Fear shown in his eyes.

“YOU RAPED HER!”

I slammed my club down on him with both hands. He thrust out his right hand to block. I shattered his hand and drove my weapon into his hard skull. His head snapped back, a dent above his brow. He shook his head as I drew back again.

“YOU HURT HER!”

I slammed my club into his head, tearing the skin and exposing bone. Blood spilled red from it.

“RAPED HER!”

I slammed my club down into his head. Blood spurted. The only color I saw.

“BRUTALIZED HER!”

I felt the satisfying impact shiver up the club as I crushed the end into his face.

He wheezed and twitched.

“YOU TORMENTED HER!”

I slammed down so hard, his head burst like a ripe melon. Viscera burst from the impact. It sprayed everywhere as I sucked in a deep breath and stared up at the stands. At her. I threw my club toward the crowd. It fell short.

Snarling in rage, I charged for the stands. I rushed at them as a squad of knights poured out onto the sands, shouting at me. They drew swords. I didn’t care. I charged into them and swung my fists. I struck metal. Men flew as I crumpled armor.

I roared in savage fury.

Lasla

“Las’s big dick,” Kurtis cursed, staring down in horror at Brazen. His leg twitched while the rest of him...

I didn’t want to look. Now Solja charged at the stands right for a squad of shadow knights. They would cut him down. He barreled into them and threw them back. He clubbed them. Broke them. He picked one up and swung it into another in a vast clash of metal.

“He’s gone berserk,” gasped Tharaka. “He has orc blood in him. This is bad. He won’t stop.”

“I know what to do,” I cried and bolted from my seat. I ran around the box for the back.

“Wait!” my brother called.

“You can’t do this,” I told him as I rushed toward the guards at the back of our private box blocking off the exit. “Out of my way!”

They parted. I ran out, Tharaka hot on my heels.

Kurtis

My stomach churned. This was bad. The knights were all down, and he was reaching the edge of the Coliseum. He battered his fists into the stone walls like he would bring the place down, snarling in fury. If he attacked the Empress, she would attack us. We’d have to fight our way out of Shizhuth. That didn’t seem likely.

Lasla ran off. She sounded like she had a plan. I hoped she did. We had to calm down Solja. Thrak, my favorite of the heroes who traveled with Sir Angela, had this problem. Only the wise and sultry Faoril could calm his rages with her body.

If anyone could calm down a raging troll, it was a Daughter of Las. My sister. It was the only chance they had. My heart pounded as I stared down at the sands with everyone else. The entire crowd was focused on the troll and the carnage he had wrought.

“Who are you!” gasped Nephi. “How did you get in here?”

“Peace,” said the graceful woman I had seen earlier. She and the lamia were in my family’s private box, leaning against the side. The woman raised her hands as my rakshasa’s heads blurred into their tiger forms and Beliala conjured her whip. “We’re here to talk.”

“Talk,” I said, flicking down at the lamia. She really wasn’t one. She felt no desire for me. None at all. Nor did the woman. That was very strange. “Who are you two.”

“Maybe the only friends you have here,” the woman said, her smile sultry.

“You have the world whispering,” said the lamia. “You waltzed through Queen Athirmi’s court and now here you are. It’s very intriguing.”

“Yes,” said the graceful woman. “I’m very curious why you’re here. What that means.”

“What your game is,” said the lamia.

“I just need to speak to the Serpent Oracle,” I said. “That’s all. That’s why I’m here.”

“You do play deadly games,” said the lamia. “Is that how one of your women ended up with Iustia’s Manacles on her?”

“One of my enemies tried to capture her,” I growled. “I drove the bitch off, but my mother has been left like this for weeks.”

“It’s very tiring,” said Mother. Her chains shook.

“I could free her,” said the lamia. She cocked her head to the side. “If you do a favor for us.” “Who are you?” I asked again. “You’re not a human and her pet lamia. You’re something else in disguise.”

“You have keen eyes,” said the lamia.

“And your desires...” I touched them. “You only enjoy women and ... hermaphrodites.”

The lamia grinned. “What can I say. Girls with dicks have everything I love. Boobs, cunt, and cocks without all that extra body hair. Now, we have a deal.”

Mother being set free was a massive boon to us. “Yes.”

The lamia darted over to Mother and started working at the manacles with tools. Only two thieves in the world were said to have the skill to do it. A clockwork named Illina and a halfling named Minx. My eyes flicked from the lamia to the elf.

Very interesting.

Lasla

Solja was still battering the walls as Tharaka and I raced out into the sands. The crowd roared their excitement as they saw us. They cheered louder. I could feel their nasty bloodlust roiling off them. They wanted to see Solja kill us.

Maybe rape us to death.

They were so sick here. I hated that so much. Solja was not about to harm his sister or me. We just had to channel his rage into the most appropriate spot. Into pure lust. He just had to fuck us. We had to calm him down before he got up in the stands and tried to murder the empress.

Well, part of me wanted to let him do just that, but I had a sinking suspicion that he would fail. That she would escape through some clever means and once she had him put down, she would blame my brother for it.

And I’d end up her slave for the rest of my miserable existence.

That was not happening. I was Las’s daughter. I would not be taken down so easily. I would overcome Solja and tame him. Until then, this was just the sort of spectacle that the Shizhuthians loved. They would cheer this on. They would love every second of this.

As we crossed the sands, my heart pounding in my chest, I could feel Solja’s blood lust. Wild. Unbridled. It stampeded like a herd of horses charging right for the cliff. I couldn’t let that happen. I had to reign him in.

I seized his lust and inflamed him. I let him know I was here as I stopped and started stripping naked. I opened my dress and flung it off me. Jewelry draped my nude body. My round breasts jiggled. Tharaka glanced at me.

She cursed and started unstrapping her armor.

I turned Solja’s lust. His cock throbbed already. Hard as a rock. He turned and stared at us. His hands clenched into fists. The woody hulk bellowed with mindless rage at the sight of my nubile body. He ached to hurt me.

With your cock, I thought. I could take his dick. I was Las’s daughter. There was no cock I couldn’t handle. No monster that I couldn’t withstand. I wasn’t as frail as I looked. I was strong and sexy. A sensual lover of all pricks. Ram your cock into my pussy.

He ran at me, still wanting to rip me apart. His lust for blood was more than his lust for pussy. I swallowed as he roared in bestial fury. He came closer and closer to me. I pushed more and more of my lust into him, but there was so much rage in him.

He was a bronco, and I wasn’t sure I could tame him now. He was almost on me.

Then Tharaka slammed into her brother. She crashed into him hard enough to knock him to the side. He was so focused on me, he missed her. The brute stumbled and nearly fell. He growled as he turned to face me.

I slammed more lust into him as I cupped my breasts.

He snarled and ripped his loincloth off. His cock thrust out. Over a foot of massive dick. Thick and long. He was bigger than the centaur’s. He was the largest shaft I had ever taken. I doubted I would ever take one bigger.

He grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up. I shuddered as his strong hands squeezed. He could pop me like a grape. I quivered there as my lusts surged through him. He roared with bestial fury then slammed me down on the ground.

I gasped ass and puffed around me. The crowd screamed louder. They wanted to see me die. That wasn’t happening.

Solja roared and dropped to his knees between me. His cock aimed right for my cunt. He buried his dick to the hilt in me. I groaned as he did that. My back arched as he slammed to the hilt in my cunt. I moaned in delight as that massive cock slammed to my cervix.

“Yes!” I gasped at the feel of the troll’s cock in me. “Las’s big dick, fuck me, Solja!”

He fucked me. He rammed that huge dick into my cunt and stretched me out. I groaned as he did that. My back arched as he buried into me again and again. He fucked me hard and fast. He plowed to the hilt in my snatch.

He buried deep and hard into me. He had such a massive cock. I whimpered as he brutally fucked me. No normal woman could survive this, but I was Las’s daughter. I reveled in the hard thrusts. My demigoddess pussy stretched to take it. My round boobs jiggled as he pounded me. He thrust that huge dick into me again and again.

He fucked me so hard. He buried to the hilt in my cunt. He fucked me so hard. I loved it. my eyes rolled back in my head as he slammed into me. He fucked me with such passion. I reveled in every one of his thrusts. I savored that amazing heat building and building in me.

He fucked me with passion. With force. It was an incredible rush to have that massive troll-dick fucking me so hard. He churned up my pussy as he growled. He thrust hard into me, not caring if he hurt me.

But he wasn’t.

“Oh, Solja, yes, yes, pound my cunt!” I moaned. “Gods damn, you’re going to make me cum!”

“You’re taking him,” Tharaka said in awe.

“I love his big dick in me!” I moaned, squirming on the sands. “Oh, yes, yes, just like that. Rm at that big dick into me! Solja, fuck me until I cum, then flood me with all your cum!”

He snarled and thrust into me.

I loved that massive, woody cock fucking me. The texture was incredible. My pussy drank it in. I swelled toward my climax. I would have such a mighty cum. That big dick plunged to the hilt in me again and again.

My boobs bounced, my necklaces clinking. I whimpered, my back arching. I rubbed my rump into the sand as he drilled that massive cock in and out of me. He fucked me with brutal strokes. He growled like a beast.

A wild, out-of-control monster that loved my cunt. I squeezed about him, feeling the bliss swelling in him. The need to cum. He growled as he fucked me hard. He buried to the hilt in my snatch over and over again.

He bellowed as he fucked me, rising toward his orgasm. I humped up into his strokes and wiggled my hips, the crowd cheering us on. My orgasm built and built. I swelled his. The pressure in his nuts hurtled toward the bursting point.

He growled as he fucked me hard and fast. He buried into me again and again. He fucked me with such passion. I loved that so much. He hammered my twat with everything that he had. He buried to the hilt in me over and over again.

“Gods,” I groaned. “Oh, Gods, that’s so good. You can cum in me, Solja!”

He snarled and buried to the hilt in me.

My orgasm burst inside of my cunt.

“Yes, yes, cum in me!” I howled as my pussy writhed around his cock. He drew back, his orgasm about to explode in me. “Ram that big dick in me and erupt!”

He snarled and fucked me so hard.

My eyes rolled back into my head as I felt his orgasm swelling in him. He Rose toward that mighty burst of cum. He came closer and closer to spurting all his jizz into me. I shuddered as he hammered me hard and fast with that thick shaft of his.

He was so close. I squeezed my cunt down on him as he buried his cock into me. He snarled. He was there. I opened myself up to all the pleasure as he pulled back. I surrendered to the rapture and burst with ecstasy.

“Yes!” I howled.

My cunt writhed around his dick as my rapture washed through my body. A mighty tidal wave that crashed into my mind. I gasped and bucked on the sands, my pussy rippling around that massive troll-cock fucking back into my snatch.

He pounded me with all that force. I loved it so much. I quivered in delight as he fucked me so hard. I trembled, my face contorting with delight as he snarled and buried his cock to the hilt in my writhing cunt.

He erupted.

His powerful cum spurted into my snatch. I shuddered as he pumped blast after blast of his cum into my pussy. His sister watched on. She trembled with hope as he fired all his spunk into my cunt. I writhed around him

He roared his pleasure.

He bellowed his furious bliss as my cunt suckled at him.

So much cum flooded my pussy. He overflowed me. His cum spilled down me and ran down my thighs. I shuddered, savoring the ecstasy of this moment. I loved all his cum firing into me. My pussy spasmed around him, drawing out all his cum.

“Las’s big dick,” I moaned, feeling his rage still ... boiling through him.

Oh, no, I didn’t soothe him.

He roared in wordless rage and ripped his cock out of my pussy. His head snapped up to the empress’s stand. The anger boiling off him washed over me. I had to channel him back into me. I grabbed his lust.

I swelled his desire for me. It was easier. He wasn’t as far gone. I had blunted him. I just needed to keep his attention back on me for a little bit more. So I rolled over and wiggled my rump at him. His cum poured down my thighs, my bush soaked in his jizz.

“Mmm, this is what you need,” I groaned.

“Yes,” Tharaka said. She dropped to her knees and grabbed my butt-cheeks. She parted them. “Look at that asshole. Fuck that asshole, brother. Just pound her!”

This would be intense.

Solja roared with intensity. The crowd was watching now, something shifting in them. They had seen I had survived such a brutal fucking wanted more. Pride swelled me. They were seeing just how amazing I was.

I was a demigoddess. They all should be in awe of me.

He speared his cock right for my asshole. He didn’t miss.

I gasped as he rammed past my anal ring and into my bowels. My eyes bulged and round tits jiggled as that massive cock buried deep into my asshole. More cum spilled out of my pussy as I moaned in wanton delight.

The burning heat of his massive cock felt so amazing in me. I loved it. I savored that delicious dick in me. He gripped my hips and fucked me so hard. He pounded me with that amazing cock. I loved every second of him thrusting away at me.

He buried into me over and over again. He fucked me with such passion. I loved him hammering my bowels, but his lusts were still burning with anger. He needed more. I had to give him something else.

I glanced at his sister watching and slammed my desire into him.

“YEEEESSSS!” he growled and grabbed his sister by the waist.

She gasped as he lifted her up in the air. His cock hammered my cunt as I watched over my shoulder. He ripped off her chainmail skirt, exposing her naked ass and pussy. He pulled her to his mouth. He devoured his sister’s cunt.

She gasped in delight as he feasted on her twat with his hunger. He teased his sister, his own flesh and blood. I could feel it satiating him. Calming him down as much as fucking my asshole did. I was so happy that he feasted on her.

I could feel her delight. How much she loved his tongue thrusting into her cunt. He swirled around in her snatch. He gave her such bliss as he hammered my asshole. The heat burned through my nethers and melted my cunt.

“Las’s big dick!” I groaned, rocking to the force of his thrusts. My round boobs swayed.

The crowd cheered. They loved it.

I drank in their passion. I loved every moment of this heat. My anal sheath gripped his thick shaft. He growled into his sister’s cunt as he pumped away at my asshole. He fucked me with such force. He buried into me with every ounce of passion he had.

I loved how he fucked me. How he thrust into my anal sheath. I groaned, my anal sheath gripping his shaft. He fucked me with all that force. All that passion. I groaned, loving this passion. It was just a thrill.

This was so hot. So amazing.

“Oh, my Gods,” I groaned. “Yes, yes, yes, fuck my asshole!”

“Fuck her, Solja!” gasped Tharaka. “Gewin’s mighty cock! Just eat my cunt! Oh, devour me! That’s it! We’ll save her! We will, but now ... Now isn’t the time. Just enjoy my pussy!”

Save her?

I clamped my asshole down on that big dick thrusting away at me. She fucked me hard and fast. She buried into me again and again. She rammed so hard and deep into my bowels. I loved it. I would have such a mighty cum. Just explode with all the rapture.

I wiggled my hips, stirring my asshole around that massive cock fucking me. I savored that huge shaft burying to the hilt in me. Just fucking me with every ounce of passion that he had. I quivered in delight as he rammed into my anal sheath. It was outstanding.

I would just melt from all this passion.

My bowels clenched about him. I held him tight as he buried that massive cock into my anal sheath again and again. I quivered as he hammered me with such force. Such passion. My orgasm swelled in me. I quivered in delight, my heart beating so fast.

He growled, my bowels satiating his dick. He held me tight as he buried into me. It was an incredible rush to have all that bliss sweeping through me. I trembled with his every plunge into my tight asshole.

He snarled into his sister’s cunt.

Her orgasm swelled, too. I nudged it as her brother buried that mighty cock into my anal sheath. I quivered, my asshole burning. My cunt melted, jizz and juices pouring down my thighs to make the sands a sticky mess around my knees.