THE HIGH TABLE

Darius_Beshkar: Darius growled and grunted as he fucked the muscled human stud that challenged him to a wrestling match. The man was bruised and beaten, sobbing as his throat was fucked a second time, hands weakly massaging the orc's abs as he tried to shove him off, choking to death on thick and musky orc cock. The orc bandit grinned and kept fucking, roaring and shooting a load that flooded the human's lungs to finish him off. Tugging the man off his cock, he let him drop to the dirt, picking up the man's gear to go through later and dropping it with his stash. He grabbed some rope and went back onto the road, wrapping the human's neck and arms with it, and then lifting the corpse up, bringing it to the rocky and steep cliff side that made up the small valley his den guarded between two otherwise uncrossable mountains. to string up as a warning for anyone that didn't pay the toll - seeing the dead and muscled human leaking his cum made the traders and travellers more eager to part with their stuff without a fight. The cocky orc bandit grinned and swaggered back into his den to jack off, waiting for tomorrow when another mark would likely come through.

Vic_P: The Behemoth woke up with a scowl. A rougher nights sleep mixed with the howls of the Bandit camps surrounding him. Especially some screaming at a pretty late hour on the road he camped near. Low light situation for the Behemoth who was venturing through the mountains where Mercenary work was going for a very steep price.

Vic_P: The Behemoth did his daily routine, hunting a deer three nights back made for plenty of venison to carry. Breakfast lunch and dinner for a king. As such, He got a hearty meal down him before setting off with all his gear on his back. Along with a gold purse weighed down with plenty of cash from the last couple jobs. And one oddly weird belt which seemed to have a distinct amount of nose rings attached to it. Rings from the higher ups in most Orcish tribes

Darius_Beshkar: Darius would hear someone walking up the path, and he licked his lips as he saw the behemoth. "There's a toll on this road!" He called, "Your stuff, or you can wrestle me for a chance at mine."

Vic_P: "And what high council demands a toll Greenskin?" Vic scoffed. Another Orc, another bridge. Another toll. Same old story. "Let me by"

Darius_Beshkar: "The council of my muscles," the cocky orc said, "so pay or wrestle me, and you won't end up like this guy," he said pointing to the dead human hung up against the wall.

Vic_P: Vic rolled his eyes after seeing the human remains. The guy was about 150 pounds sopping went, hung out to dry by an Orc who was clearly a lot, LOT bigger. But nonetheless Vic dropped his gear to the ground, Along with that hefty coin purse. "You got anything worth me even fucking taking Greenskin?"

Darius_Beshkar: "beat me and find out," The orc said with a grin. He stripped out of his kilt to wrestle nude, eager to see if the other man would strip too.

Vic_P: Vic watched the Orc strip. And damn did he have some meat down low. In turn, the Behemoth followed suit, his hog hanging, already at a semi. his balls near his knees as he strips the cloth from his shoulders. A huge, musclebound mass with veins showing in the furs pattern. Pre seeping from that tip already with the slightest thought of what this Orc would face

Darius_Beshkar: The orc grinned and charged forward eager to lock up with his opponent, ready to show the other why he wasn't to be underestimated.

Vic_P: Vic got low and waited for the Orc to clash with him. Dust scattering away from the two with the shockwave of the first hit. Both stood still, clinched, as Vic took the change to strike Darius's ribs with a stiff knee to the ribs

Darius_Beshkar: The orc grinned as the behemoth didn't fall over in one hit. "nice, a workout," he taunted before grunting from the knee to his ribs. Growling, he retaliated with a hard knee of his own at the behemoth's abs.

Vic_P: Vic felt that knee connect with his abs, moving his body back to help absorb the blow before he rushed forward, smashing the Orcs chin with his barrel-sized pecs, aiming a light but punishing kick to the inside of Darius's knee

Darius_Beshkar: The orc bit at the pecs in his face, grunting as the kick to his knee forced him back a step, growling at the behemoth, the orc decided to play dirty, hammering a knee at those heavy balls as he tried to break his hands free of the other man's to try to wrap Vic's head in a lock.

Vic_P: The moment that knee hit his balls, the Behemoth yelped in agony. Refusing to back down, he broke the arm contact just like the Orc wanted, dodging the headlock, but wrapping the Orc in a bearhug, digging his sharp, predator-like teeth into the Orcs monstrous, wing-like lat. If dirty fighting was on the cards, he was gonna abuse it

Darius_Beshkar: The orc groaned as he was bitten in the bearhug, but raised his free arms, his left gripping one of Vic's horns as he raised his right to hammer hard elbows down on the behemoth's eye.

Vic_P: Vic felt the elbows coming in against his eye and tried to bare through it. Being brave enough to dig his teeth in more, feeling the blood pour off of his lips. But if those elbows kept coming in, he'd have to abandon ship

Darius_Beshkar: The orc howled in pain as the bite dug into his chest muscles and scraped the bones of his ribs. He hooked his left leg around the behemoth's back and hammered right knees at his chest and gut as he continued smashing a few more elbows at the behemoth's eye and skull.

Vic_P: Vic kept in as long as he could, having to break his bearhug after a couple more blows, slamming a punch capable of cracking stone right into the wound he just made as he pulled back. Blood dripping from his chin as his left eye went a tint of red. Just now realising his eyebrow was split.

Vic_P: The Behemoth was hunched slightly, a light growl heard with each breath as he panted. A smirk lining his jaw as he inhaled deeply. "God... I fucking love the smell of fear"

Darius_Beshkar: The orc wheezed as the punch made him fly back and hit the wall. He growled and shouted back, "who's scared? I'm breaking off your horns as my next trophy!"

Vic_P: Vic lunged back in this time. Looking low, waiting for the Orc to try to defend, before aiming high to slug the Orcs jaw as hard as he could

Darius_Beshkar: The orc was expecting a second grapple, and that hard hook smashed him off course, he tried to slam a hard mule kick into the behemoth's thigh, trying to buy time to turn to face him.

Vic_P: The mule kick hit the thigh, but it wasn't enough as the behemoth wrapped the Orcs back. Wrestling in full form, forcing the Orcs stance wider, exposing those low swinging pendulums

Darius_Beshkar: The orc growled and thrashed in the behemoth's grip, trying to hammer elbows up and back at the behemoth's jaw, feeling his leg gets spread out in the behemoth's hug.

Vic_P: Vic took an elbow to the chin. Hugging the Orcs back more to prevent it again, before sending a hard right knee right up between the low hanging fruit. God the cry of agony sent jolts of lust up his spine, as another knee went right up to the second nut

Darius_Beshkar: The two hard knees forced the orc's cock to spurt pre cum onto the rocky floor of the pass as he howled. The orc tried to move his free leg to try to hook that moving knee, hoping to trip them down and and back so that he could slam his shoulder into the behemoth's chest and focus his weight to fall there, knowing the situation was getting bad for him.

Vic_P: Vic went for a third knee, only for for his leg to be wrapped and for both to go backwards. Darius landing square in the Behemoths solar plexus, winding him momentarily. He was in his best spot, Ground and pound, though being winded was an added level of difficulty

Darius_Beshkar: The orc would try to turn around to face the behemoth so that he could try to slam a hook into the other fighter's eye, trying to keep him dazed so that he could try for the mount.

Vic_P: Both beasts went for the right hook, and both connected as they did. Darius managing to turn around and mount the Behemoth, who got his knees up to get sturdier balance, reaching to grab one of the Orcs hands to prevent any hard hitting punches from the full mount

Darius_Beshkar: the orc growled as his arm was gripped and tried to push up further, intending to press his leg across the behemoth's throat, using his weight to move forward to try to force his caught right arm to the floor where he could pin it, his other leg trying to pin the behemoth's shoulder to control his free arm.

Vic_P: Vic kept fighting with the Orc as his body recovered. Some wind back in his lungs as his knees came back to into play. Driving straight up into the Orcs spine, The Behemoths cock lightly slapping Darius's back and leaving a hefty wad of pre there too

Darius_Beshkar: The orc growled as his back stung, trying to choke the behemoth with his leg over that neck, trying to lock down both the behemoth's hands to pin them above his head. "I'm on top now!"

Vic_P: Vic refused to let the Orc get so close, Thrashing his body to stop Darius getting any proper position on his throat. Vics right arm rushing up, getting the back of the Orcs head and bringing it down. just doing all he could to keep Darius low where he couldn't generate power. Also somewhat close to the Behemoths sweat ridden armpit

Darius_Beshkar: the orc growled in frustration and changed tactics, rolling to the side and off the mount to try to slam a hard heel kick at the behemoth's jaw, trying to wrap himself around the behemoth's arm gripping his own to go for an arm bar.

Vic_P: The Heel kick was unexpected, dazing the Behemoth who was still aware enough to spot the clear motive of the Orc, Blood spilling from his mouth as the inside was cut by his own sharp teeth, thanks to the power behind that kick

Vic refused to fall though, Rushing up as his gargantuan bicep was tensed as much as it could be, just to stop any sort of cranking from being done. A tough but somewhat possible position

Darius_Beshkar: The orc growled in frustration as the flexed arm resisted his hold. He tried to land a left heel kick to the behemoth's skull as he broke his grip and rolled back, hoping to stand first.

Vic_P: A second heel kick was just too obvious this time. Vic avoiding it, and waiting for Darius to try to get to his feet. Waiting for the moment he planted one, before Vic grabbed it and ripped back, making the Orc land on his front. The Behemoth doing his best for his own mount on the Greenskins back

Darius_Beshkar: The orc growled and thrashed trying to get free of the behemoth, hammering back elbows as he tried to buck free.

Vic_P: Vic was too big to let the Orc out though, smashing an elbow into the back of the Orcs skull, forcing it into the dirt, pulling back and getting ready for another. The fat Behemoths shank smearing precum over the Orcs lower spine

Darius_Beshkar: The orc groaned dazed as he was pinned by the other fighter's bulk, stunned after that hard elbow smashed his face against the rock floor.

Vic_P: Vic leaned in, biting the Orcs ear before pulling his head back as fast as he could, tearing the Orcs ear off as he growled, leaning back in. "I guess I'm on top now..."

The Behemoth slid his arm under the Orcs arm, trying to wrap his neck and get him into a rear choke to put him out cold

Darius_Beshkar: the orc howled as his ear was bitten off, the sound suddenly cut off as the sleeper choke wrapped his muscled neck and crushed it, gagging and twitching weakly as blood dripped onto the stone from the hole where his ear was.

Vic_P: Vic started to crank with all of his might. Spotting the weakness in the toll collector. The cranking going from purely the Orcs neck, to his entire upper body as Vic used his strength

"You going to yield Orc? I'll have your spine in about 10 seconds if you fucking don't"

Darius_Beshkar: The orc gagged and twitched, arms going up to try to claw at the behemoth's eyes, unwilling to submit despite the behemoth's strength, muscled ass flexing and grinding against the other fighter's cock as he struggled and tried to resist.

Vic_P: "No... I want you to feel it all"

The Behemoths mind change came with another step up on the cranking, feeling Darius's jaw starting to struggle with the pressure. Vics free hand gripping along the Orcs chest, claws digging in as he started to rake his new toy

Darius_Beshkar: The orc gurgled in that grip, trying to grab the behemoth's wrist to twist it hard as his bitten chest was raked and those claws cut him further.

Vic_P: Vic kept his assault on Darius going for another few seconds. Finally confident enough air was out of the Orcs lungs, Vic let the chokehold go. Instead swinging wildly as left and right hooks connected with the Greenskins skull. It didn't matter what or where it hit, the Behemoth was looking to put this bitch out cold

Darius_Beshkar: the orc silently howled, unable to suck in air as those punches slammed his face into the stone, breaking his nose and pooling blood under him, cock spurting a load as he grew punch drunk, knocked out moments later, body limp under the behemoth.

Vic_P: Vic saw the body underneath him go limp. Landing another 6 hits against the Orc as he yelled out. "WOOOO FUCK YEAHHH. EAT DIRT YA FUCKING FAGGOT"

Vics chest heaved above the unconscious Orc, Lifting the head, just to see blood pouring out of that nose which faced the wrong way. Dropping it right back down as Vic stood, lifting his opponents shoulder with his foot, before kicking him onto his back. Just now realising the Orc spilled his load

 "Holy shit... Really are a faggot huh?"

Vic took a moment to look around for the Orcs belongings, not finding anything he wanted just yet. Going back to the fucker who was waking back up. Kneeling over him, shoving that broken bloodied nose right into the Behemoths deep armpit

"Fucking nutted after I beat your ass... bet you'll love smelling a fucking beast too"

Darius_Beshkar: The orc moans as he's not allowed to get his breath back, forced to kiss and suck that large pit, weakly raising his hands, only able to caress and lightly grip the behemoth's muscles.

Vic_P: Despite the Orcs subservience, Vic didn't exactly let up on him in any way. Smashing a fist into the Orcs gut, just to force a sharp inhale while deep in that pit

Darius_Beshkar: the orc's cock spurt some pre as he was gagged further by that pit, weakly trying to claw at the behemoth's muscles but only able to massage them.

Vic_P: Vic finally let the Orcs face free, getting close and sniffing up, smelling nothing but his own scent on the Orc, smiling from ear to ear, before smashing his head forward, the top of his horns smashing into Darius's skull. Vic getting up and dragging his new toy towards the bridges wall. Propping him up around waist height

Darius_Beshkar: the orc moaned as he was dragged and slapped against the wall, gasping for air and unable to move, blood smearing the stone under him.

Vic_P: "Safe to say, I got free passage now right?" The Behemoth taunted, smearing his pre-laden tip across the Orcs face. "Yer lucky yer alive, but I need a load out and I want you looking like..." Vic looked over to the human husk with a puddle of spunk beneath it. "...that. So you're gonna suck me off real quick and get me nice and lubed up for when your ass gets spread. And if I feel a single fucking tooth, I'm gonna fuck your brains out. Literally"

Darius_Beshkar: The orc growled and bit the behemoth's cock, assuming that the winner would kill him no matter what, as it was what he tended to do with the losers of his matches.

Vic_P: The bite would normally force a man to pull out as soon as they could. But being who he was, Vic thrusted balls deep instead. Hearing the Orc suffocating on his cock, holding it still as deep as it could be. Seeing the bulge visible in Darius's throat

Vic held his cock there for a solid 15 seconds before finally pulling out, Darius's head falling slightly, only for Vics fist to smash it upright again

"One more chance. Orc. Lube me up."

Darius_Beshkar: Darius gagged and thrashed on that cock, forced to breathe in the behemoth's musky scent as his face ground against the winner's muscle. That thick cock bulged his throat while making his own cock harden, lungs starting to burn as it held in place, his tongue starting to lick and worship that thick shaft. Then that cock pulled out, nearly making Darius fall to the floor before that hard fist smashed him up to sit against the wall. Dazed and aroused, the orc opened his mouth to lick and worship that thick shaft, moaning in need and submission to the much stronger male.

Vic_P: The Behemoth was generous to start with. Letting the Orc fondle around the impressive package he had. Fat orbs fuelling a huge fuckrod above them. And Darius finally starting to work as he was told to. Finally treating the Behemoth above him with the respect he deserved

 Vic then took a tiny step forward, leaving no room for Darius to be able to pull back at all. There was just Behemoth and wall now. Vic lolling his head back as the sweat from his bout with Darius dripped down, coating the Orc

Darius_Beshkar: Darius keened as the behemoth's sweat coated him in the winner's scent, panting and worshiping that thick meat and heavy balls with his mouth and hands, moaning and shivering with arousal as his world was pressed down to just the behemoth, the wall holding him up and in place to better worship Vic. The orc's cock leaked pre, his balls throbbing with need as he did his best to please the alpha.

Vic_P: Vic relished in the moaning and groaning vibrating through his cock. Senses almost overwhelmed with the sheer power he exuded alone, when a new idea came to mind

The Behemoth raised his foot, before smashing it down on Darius's ankle. Pushing his hips forward as the Orcs agony only served to increase the Behemoths pleasure. A low, deep rumbling growl of pleasure coming from the Behemoth as he looked down to see his own prenut seeping out of the orcs nose, mixed with the blood from earlier

Darius_Beshkar: The orc howled in pain, further vibrating that shaft and sack as his ankle was crushed, thrashing weakly and groaning as he felt the behemoth's cock coat his face with his pre, marked and dominated by the winner, knowing that his life was the behemoth's now.

Vic_P: Vic again pulled out of the Orc, taking a step back to enjoy his work, watching Darius desperately gasp for fresh air, with his mouth clearly exposed

Without warning, the Behemoths fist pressed against the Orcs jaw. The monster of an Orc wrapping his hands around Vics arm, the Behemoth forcing his clenched hand into the warm moist mouth of Darius's, before pushing in, straining the jaws limits almost instantly

"Y'know, Greenskin. I could do this just as easily with my fucking cock too. Should be thankful I'm going easy on you"

Darius_Beshkar: The orc keened and licked that fist to worship it, hands crushing down on Vic's arm but only able to massage it, feeling his jaw strain to hold it, groaning and trying to thank the alpha for his words, the orc's cock pulsing and leaking over his abs.

Vic_P: Vic looked down at the Orc, spotting his rock hard cock. Shoving his fist deeper, while simultaneously going down to his knee roughly, landing perfectly on Darius's nuts, hearing a loud snap as that jaw dislocated around his fist. A clear, yet somehow calm smirk laden across the Behemoths face as he stared into the Orcs pained eyes

Darius_Beshkar: Darius howled as his jaw broke and nuts were crushed by that knee, thrashing from the pain, unable to hold still as the behemoth stared him in the eyes, the orc's filled with tears and submitting to the stronger beast.

Vic_P: Vic laughed more, before his entire demeanour shifted

"There goes everything that made you a man. No nuts, no jaw. And you're just a fucking subservient piece of shit. Way to give up faggot"

Vic opened up the fist ramming its way down Darius's throat, gripping his tongue before yanking until the flesh tore, ripping the Orcs tongue out. Throwing it aside, before smashing another 5 brutal punches to the Orcs eye socket. A loud definitive crack heard, as another punch came in. The Orcs eye ballooning up, while just above it clearly started to cave in. Though Vic didn't want Darius braindamaged yet, holding off from doing more, as he stands Darius on his one good leg, shoving his upper body over the bridge, as the Behemoth holds those hips steady to stop Darius from tipping over the edge, all whilst riding his fat bitch breaker up the Orcs ass

"You're telling me you're that fucking big to be a cock sleeve? You're an insult to people who are actually fucking built"

Darius_Beshkar: The orc screamed and thrashed, muscles useless against the much stronger man, his cock leaking the cum that had been stored in his popped balls, unable to do anything but submit to the stronger fighter as blood dripped from his mouth. knowing he'd die from bloodloss or the fuck, whichever the behemoth decided would amuse him more, groaning and twitching on the bridge, forced into the position he had used to snuff so many other men.

Vic_P: Without any warning, the Behemoth shoved his tip in. Eliciting a deep, lustful groan as he sharply pulled those hips back. Pushing forward, before adjusting his grip. Extending his claws, and digging them into the Orcs lats, gouging the skin to the point Vic felt bone under his claws, pounding away mercilessly, tearing the skin as he did

Darius_Beshkar: The orc screamed, losing more blood as his back was shredded by the clawed grip, ass split wide open, moaning and cock spurting its last drags as his prostate was mashed, dizzy as he was fucked for the first, and last, time, defeated and humiliated by the stronger fighter.

Vic_P: Vic widened his stance, leaning into his fucking more as he pushed Darius over the edge of the bridge more. Nothing but the sound of his cock slapping Darius's ass echoing throughout the valley, the precum dripping from Vics balls now tinted that same pink tone as before, pre mixing with the cum of Darius's torn asshole. Vic grunting more and more as he puts his head down, feeling his load building deep in his loins

Darius_Beshkar: The orc's muscles flexed and squeezed that cock even as they were ripped by that thick meat, the orc weakly whimpering as bloodloss and pain sapped what strength he had left, nearly dangling over the bridge as the rough fucking pushed him further off, only held in place by the sharp claws dug into his muscle and scraping his bones. His 6ft and 400lbs of muscle useless against the stronger beast.

Vic_P: Vics claws moved once more, nearly dropping the Orc who slipped almost off of the Behemoths cock, before his traps got yanked back up to the Behemoth, arching that thick, muscled back unnaturally as that load just build more and more

The load was on the verge of exploding, Vic opening his jaw and clamping it over the back of Darius's neck. Each second applying more pressure, until the Bone was clean in the Behemoths teeth. Spinal cord snapped, bones crushed under his jaw strength. Yet with surgical precision, the Behemoth kept the Orc alive

While the Orc lost all ability to move, his gut gained it. Pristine defined abs replaced with a bloating cum-gut which was only growing more and more by the second. Within 30 seconds Vic had matched the Orcs output from his earlier human prey. By 60 seconds, Blood vessels in the Orcs torso had started to rupture. Behemoth spunk doing what an alpha beast would do, taking all the space it wanted and leaving nothing else. The jaws grip loosening, as Vic pulled out. Still coating the Orcs green mounds for ass cheeks he had as Vic got him into a standing headlock

"I hope your clan finds what's left of you and tracks me Greenskin... I can't wait to pillage your whole fucking tribe"

Darius_Beshkar: Darius weakly groaned, trying to scream as he was yanked and bent, losing all sensation as his neck was crushed, kept alive but broken. He felt his guts rip, abs bloating and disappearing into the winner's cum as he was further broken down, despite the pain, the behemoth would see that the orc's cock was fully hard, submitting to the winner as he was held in the headlock, the hard crushing grip preventing him from bleeding out from the ripped out tongue, gurgling blood as the winner held him in place, fully defeated and submitted by the bigger beast.

Vic_P: Vic rested his chin on the Orcs head, glancing down to see that cock still rock fucking hard through all of the torture. Evidence that the Behemoths aura alone was so dominating and overwhelming that even in death, a bitches cock will stay hard.

The Orcs orgasm didn't matter for the Behemoth. Who the fuck gave a shit about an Orc with no nuts, no power, and no authority? Vic gripped at one of the Orcs canine teeth, before yanking it out with force. Snapping the bone underneath, ripping out about 4 teeth with it, along with some of that bone as he tossed it behind him, safely on the bridge

"I'll see you in hell Orc. Where I'll make sure this happens to you for fucking eternity"

 Vics grip around Darius's head got tighter, the Behemoths bicep tensing, pushing the Orcs cheek sideways, the other hand clamped so firmly that the pressure just kept on building in the Orcs skull. Vic slowly increasing the pressure, savouring the power he has. Darius's nose flooding red, eyes crying nothing but that crimson liquid Vic was coated in, until finally the Orcs body couldn't take any more. His head popping like a balloon, coating Vic in the Orcs brains, the Behemoths fat fuckrod jetting out another 4 streams of spunk as the body fell over the edge of that bridge below. Vic stretching his arms, showing his blood-soaked pecs with a deep baritone laugh. Looking down and admiring his own blood-fuelled pump. Casually grabbing his gear, before walking on the path through the mountains, still drenched in his victims blood