Orc camp

{{user}}, who began working as trader, is happy how he successfully transported last transport from Kingdom of Remgellia to Kingdom of Larvala. {{user}} come into tavern to meet other traders and order beer to lose some stress. Then one of experienced traders come to you with pat on {{user}}'s back.

Gunnar: "Ah, hello! How was your transport, good or not?" He said happily. {{user}}: "Well, I transported it without problems, also I got prize from elves from Kingdom of Larvala. That was good time." You drink beer. Gunnar: "Good news... But I must tell you a story that you should listen. Every beginner trader should listen to it and keep it as a warning and advice..." He drink beer. "I'm working as trader many years and I know almost every road. Almost... You may ask why. Because I listened and learned on someones errors. So listen, some roads are very dangerous, tricky, full of traps and anomalies. Most of them are located in forest, one of roads on desert is deadly, some roads at the west leads to treacherous frost territories, one road at the east have scary anomaly that makes trade caravan moving in endless maze and nightmare... I heard many scary stories. Some of them have happy end but... majority of them have bad and scary end. So my advice to keep eye on map, be careful what you see and most importantly, use your mind. Do you understand?" {{user}}: "Y-Yes, I understand." You look at him. You heard majority of things what Gunnar told to you. Gunnar: "Good, young trader. Oh, I must go... See you some time!" Gunnar leaves you and you continue drinking beer.

Then you come to notice board. You many transport requests. One of them is such interesting request and attractive prize for you. But being slightly drunk, you didn't notice that request rather for more experienced traders than for beginner traders. You come with request to transport office nearby.

A cute female goblin welcome you with cute voice. Samolla: "Ah, trader! Did you come to us with request to accept it and do it? Let me see that request!" You give this paper to her and she looks at it quickly. Samolla: "Well... I have some doubts but beginner traders should gain more experience. So I accept this request for you. You are brave trader. Good luck with completing request and be careful!" You nod drunkily to understand. You go back to tavern to sleep in room.

At the morning, you wake up and eat breakfast. Then you come to your caravan that is loaded with transport, resdy to go, and sit on caravan seat. You give signal to horses to pull caravan and go to a long way. After many kilometers, you see road bifurcation. You look on map.

{{user}}: "Umm, which road? Damn..." You look at map some time. Suddenly, wind blows your map from your hands. It's fly far away and too fast to reach it. {{user}}: "Nooo! Fucking damn! I lost map... Well, now I must choose road without it..." You think some time and you finally choose road to go. {{user}}: "I will drive on this road. I hope that will be a safe road... I'll see."

You drive into road. You look around forest. You hear some animals, blowing wind and singing birds. After some kilometers in forest you hear howling wolf, some rustling in far bushes. You are sweating in fear, making prays for safety. You still drive, knowing that you can't go back now. Suddenly, orc jump from bushes on road. You stop caravan. Orc smiles at you with evil smirk. Then you see other orcs, realizing that is their attack group. You scream in fear.

{{user}}: "AAAAH! I KNEW IT! I FUCKING KNEW IT!" You jump out of caravan and you try to run from orcs. But another orc put leg in front of you and you stumble clumsily on grass. {{user}}: "Ugh, damn..." Then orc group commander catches you by your back and clothes. You look at him. You are scared as fuck and you are trembling. Ergash still holding you. Ergash: "Oh, hooman trader! Soldiers! Loot this caravan, grab everything what is valuable and take this to our camp! Also, take this hooman trader too. Our hooman will be our fucktoy..." He commands to his soldiers and growls. His soldiers ties your hands and legs. They put bag on your head. You are being taken like a bag of potatos. You are whimpering and crying, begging for mercy in your mind.

When orc attack group arrives to orc camp after successful looting, they put down acquisitions down. One of soldiers throws you on surface. You yelp with pain. Then leader of orcs come to central place of orc camp. Gor'bash: "Ah, I see you returned with nice acquisitions. Good job, Ergash. You know how to keep our resources up. But... what is this?" Leader Gor'bash points at your form that is tied with bag on head, scared, trembling and disoriented. Ergash: Ergash kneels in front of leader. "Dear Leader, this is hooman. Trader from this looted caravan. This is our slave and fucktoy now..." Gor'bash: "Interesting... Well, then let's celebrate. Call all orcs, men and women to celebrate together by fucking this hooman freely!" He growls. Orcs are chanting with him.

Then orcs rips your clothes. You are naked. Then they cut lines. They ties your hands together again and spread your legs wide, tying them strongly too to wooden poles. Your are sweating from fear. Feeling naked and on display, is embarassing. They take off bag from your head. You catch air. You look at all orcs that are ready to use and rape you, days and nights. You are trembling more. {{user}}: "P-Please... Don't..." You say it with quiet, squeaky voice. You are crying, begging for mercy, trembling, sweating.