slave to the wolvar

Damn that Hemet Nessingwary and his expedition.

I should have never taken that quest from Tamara Wobblesproket. none of these so called hunters have any right to call themselves that. a hunter takes a beast on his own. this expedition seems to be so unskilled that they have to hire real hunters...typical for the alliance.

But i needed the money for the last bit of training to become a grandmaster hunter. so i played they're game. i hunted the beasts of Sholoazar Basin and for that i became a slave...


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My name is Damien Sunfire.I am a young elf,only 73 years old...probably like 19 for a human.i have long black hair,bright yellow eyes wich is the mark of a hunter among the elf peoples.i am tall,a bit muscalar for a Sin'dorei,yet i look young.

after my tour of duty for the argent crusade in zul drak,i rode a wyvern for many hours to the Kirin Tor city of Dalaran.It was there that i spoke to the Archmage Pentarus.Who sent me to look for Hemet Nessingwary.He sent me off in a flyng machine....one that worked on mechanics alone.can you believe that?no magic! these people are crazy and suicidal!!

He sent me through a portal...wich was fine by me,the less i have to fly in this contraption the better. but the moment i exited on the other side i was being flanked by venture company piliots trying to shoot me down.Much to my emberrassment it didnt take them long...but hey im a hunter not a pilot.Luckily there was a parachute under the seat and i quikly strapped it on as the engines burst into flames.Two seconds later and i would not have survived,but as i came down to the lands of northrend slowly my day had improved.There was a dwarf dangling helpless from a tree,i couldnt help but laugh.

he glared at me and said"i take it the annoying little mage sent you here too aye? well if your looking for hemet nessingwary hes west of here he has a big camp of hunters you cant miss it unless your blind,are you blind horde sckum?" mMy eyes flared tempted to put an arrow in his skull but it wouldnt be fun, no challenge...no hunt. so i left him hanging and headed west to the hunters camp riding my black wolf a personal gift from thrall...for uhm services rendered.

The camp came into viewand i entered it searching out hemets tent. All these dwarves look the same to me so i went to the largest tent and asked."are you hemet nesingwary? the beefy dwarf replied "aye,your not one of them druids come to off me are ye?" i replied "as much as i like hunting alliance i must say no" he looked me up and down...quite creepy actually and then said "well once we deal with these venture company pigs we can start the hunt. so go over and talk to weslex quikwrench to get started. with a strong elf like you here they wont be around long" disturbingly enough he winked at me. by the sunwell id rather be done by an undead woman than a dwarf.

i walked over to the gnome...a bit depressed actually to being doing missions for such an idiotic creature, and gods was he annoying. "get this engine, get these parts, do this, do that blah blah blah." uhg i wanted to strangle him and feed him to a pit lord. when he sent me to rivers heart i was extremely relieved to get away from him. i was not to keen on the idea of being in another flying contraption so i talked to the hunter tamara. she sent me after a lion named pitch.this was gonna be easy or so i thought.

i tracked pitch for awhile watching his movements and behaviors. after getting and adequet understanding of the beast i camped out some distance away from his den.the next morning i went after tamaras prize...damn that woman this should have been mine does she realize how rare a black lion is?as i snuck up on him i noticed some wolvar hunters nearby and quikly let an arrow fly striking the lion squarely in the chest the tip stopping his heart before he could even move. before i could get the corpse out of there to skin it for the wench i was surrounded by wolvar.

a wolvar that they called gekgek came right up to me the other two hunters flanking my side and raved saying"you stole my kill!! you pretty elf you wolvar slave as he tied me up taking me to the frenzyheart camp. i tried to escape but without a bow or blade my magic is useless. so i had no choice but to be drug along behind them. as i got into the camp they took me before the one they called high shaman rakjak and he said "you slave! you belong to the hunter dajik now. you do as he say and serve hims"i wasnt sure what that meant but soon i was dragged into a wolvar hut by dajik he said "you slave you my plaything now! you no need cloths as a slave!" he then proceeded to remove my armor and clothing leaving me completely nude before him he then removed his loincloth ye gods he wasn't gonna do what i thought was he?!?!?

dejik came over to me still bound on the floor. his long thick wolf-like cock pulsing and precumming grabbing a paw full of my hair and forcing his length into my mouth. my own cock grew hard...i always like it when someone is rough with me. he thrust in and out of my mouth deeply his fur covered nuts bouncing off my chin. i sucked at him hard my body in ecstasy my mind in denial but no longer having much presence and then he shot large thick shots of cum down me. then immediately flipping me over and proceeding to rape my ass his member even thicker and longer then when it was in my mouth i managed to maneuver a hand around my cock so as he fucked me i could please my self his member slid deep into my ass lubed by his precum and he began to fuck me hard stretching me with each thrust his cock slamming hard against my happy zone and my hand driving my cock to the verge of exploding i whimpered and moaned in pleasure as he used me then i felt his seed enter me and that was it i lost it. i came harder than i have in a long time.

on second thought thank you hemet.