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Kal, a young buck who once lived in a small village near the city, knelt before his lord.

"My king, it's the orcs!  They've surrounded the city and have taken most of our guards!"

Kal clenched his fist and grunted in disgust.  It was mere minutes ago that he'd heard them moaning -- begging the orcs for more.

"There're rumblings that both Vulg and Lortho have been defeated and are being held at Grohmah!

"If that's true, may the gods help those poor men..."

For most of his life, Kal had worshiped the barbaric Vulg and the valorous Lortho.  The thought of those two noble warriors at the mercy of the orcs sank his stomach.

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Ranzen stood, fuming over the interruption.  His manhood throbbed and bounced, demanding his attention.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" he snarled at the intruder.  "GET OUT OF HERE!"

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In his grand palace in the human kingdom of Brunnr, King Ranzen sat content in his private bath, unaware (and uncaring) of the world outside his sanctuary.

"Unnh...  Fuck yeah," he moaned quietly to himself.  "I wonder where you are now, Hurk," he whispered, referring to the king before him.

He could still remember the day that he challenged Hurk for the throne.  He savored the memory of how he had Hurk's chalice of wine drugged with the precum of an orc he'd defeated and milked the night before the match.

Hurk couldn't concentrate during the fight.  Thoughts of submission crept into his mind.  His cock hardened every time Ranzen flexed his powerful body.

In the heat of the moment, while Ranzen's sweat-drenched body pinned his own to the ground, Hurk shouted his surrender.  Horrified at what he'd just done, he desperately tried to tell his people that he didn't mean what he said.  He accused Ranzen of poisoning him!

Ranzen merely flexed, bounced his pecs, and arrogantly said, "This is the poison that bested our beloved king!"

The men of Brunnr laughed at their king and roared their approval for the challenger.

Ranzen forced Hurk to the ground.  Standing proud and tall over the King of Men, he promised Hurk that he'd make him enjoy what was to come.  With his people's scorn and the sap of arousal from an orc flowing through his body, the king spread his legs for the challenger and breathed his submission.

Hurk was defeated, dethroned, and fucked in front of his former subjects.

After everyone had left the arena to celebrate the crowning of a new king, Hurk fled into the night, never to be seen again.

"If only they knew how I really beat your worthless hide that day in the arena," Ranzen sighed to himself.

His cock grew yet again that morning, swelling with lust and aching for release.

"Your hole was so hot and tight..." he moaned, grabbing hold of his huge meat.  He wanted to relieve that moment again.

That would have to wait, however...

"MY KING!!" shouted a familiar voice from around the adjoined hall.  "KING RANZEN!!"

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The orcs of Grohmah traveled far from home to stand proudly before their enemy's territory.

They stood before the city gates of Brunnr Kingdom, waving the banner of the orcs and brandishing crude weapons.

By order of the overlord, they were told to terrify the humans until they heard the clarion call to invade!

The men hiding behind the gates trembled at the ferocity of the greenskins.  They asked each other, "What is about to happen?" and, "Why are the guards allowing this?!"

The guards stationed to protect the capital city, however, were already under orc control.  They were on their knees, busily pleasuring orc cock while their new masters openly mocked and terrorized their brethren.

With every thrust into their holes, the fallen protectors of Brunnr accepted their fate with moans of approval.

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With the defeat of Ranzen's final champion, Overlord Krag was ready to finish his campaign against the human race.

He was ready to challenge the king and end the last battle.

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Gorg carefully placed Lortho's limp body atop the sturdy well lid and slid it onto the flowing river.

"Be swept away, human," he grunted, watching the defeated man get carried away by the river.  "When you wake, yeh'll be suckin' on the biggest cocks in Grohmah."

He grinned at the thought of the barbarian's arrival at the city of the orcs and of the life of slavery he would soon lead.

Mighty humans like Lortho don't onto their pride for long when they are brought to their knees before a group of horny orcs.

Gorg masturbated his cock to the thought of Lortho screaming his surrender over and over again as his brothers fucked the man into lifelong servitude.

The orc grunted as his skilled hands brought his hefty cock to orgasm.  The pulsating, green meat shot its heavy loads of cum into the water.

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In the end, Lortho never surrendered before he passed out.

That didn't really matter to Gorg, however.  He knew that the human would eventually give in, just like the others.

The victorious orc hoisted the unconscious man and carried him to the river.