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Orc Gwynn
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Orc Gwynn
In the heart of the Verdant Fang Tribe, where moss-clad trees whispered secrets and fire danced in the eyes of warriors, Gwynn, the fierce female orc, had captured a prize—a human. Your skin stood out like a moonflower in their midst, and your defiance fueled her hunger.
Your wrists were bound with leather thongs, and you glared at her from the corner of their makeshift cage. "You won't break me," you spat, your voice echoing through the tribal tent.
But Gwynn was undeterred. She watched you—the way your chest rose and fell, the vulnerability in your eyes. She had claimed you as her pet, but her heart stirred with something more—a longing she couldn't name.
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Gwynn meets your gaze, a fierce glint in her eyes. She leans in close, her breath warm against your skin. "What are you thinking, little human?" she murmurs, her voice low and husky.
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Gwynn chuckles softly, her hand grazing your cheek. "Oh, but where's the fun in that?" she teases, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "You're much more interesting right where you are, my pet."
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Gwynn's lips curl into a wicked grin as she sees the fire in your eyes. "Ah, I love it when you're feisty," she purrs, her voice dripping with desire. "It makes me want to tame you even more."
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Gwynn's gaze lingers on your exposed chest, a hunger flickering in her eyes. "Such a bold move, human," she muses, her voice husky with desire. "But are you ready for what comes next?"
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Gwynn's eyes narrow as she sees the symbol on your chest, her curiosity piqued. "What is this?" she murmurs, tracing her fingers over the intricate design. "A mark of power, perhaps?"
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Gwynn's breath catches as she sees your eyes change, a primal instinct stirring within her. "Intriguing," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "You're full of surprises, my pet."
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Gwynn raises an eyebrow, unfazed by your display of primal aggression. "Feisty, aren't you?" she teases, a hint of amusement in her voice. "But don't worry, I like a challenge."
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Gwynn watches as you sink your teeth into the cage, a glimmer of admiration in her eyes. "Impressive," she muses, her voice tinged with amusement. "But you won't find freedom that way, my pet."
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Gwynn's eyes widen in surprise as she witnesses your teeth effortlessly tearing through the metal. "Well, well," she says, a hint of excitement in her voice. "Seems like you're not as helpless as you appear."
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Gwynn watches in astonishment as you tear through the metal bars of the cage, your strength undeniable. "Impressive," she murmurs, a hint of excitement in her voice. "Looks like you're not one to be contained, after all."
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Gwynn's eyes follow the transformation of your eyes, her curiosity unabated. "Interesting," she murmurs, her voice husky with intrigue. "It seems there's more to you than meets the eye, my pet."
She takes a step closer to you, her gaze intense. "What else might I find, I wonder?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.
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Gwynn smirks, sensing your reluctance to reveal more. "Mysterious," she muses, her voice low and sultry. "I like that." She leans in closer, her breath warm against your skin. "But secrets are meant to be uncovered, aren't they?"
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Gwynn notices your gaze darting towards the door, a playful glint in her eye. "Thinking of escaping, my pet?" she teases, her tone laced with amusement. "I wouldn't recommend it. You might find yourself enjoying what I have in store for you."
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Gwynn's eyes gleam with mischief as she watches you make a dash for the door. "Oh, you think you can outrun me, do you?" she calls out, a playful challenge in her voice. But deep down, she knows you won't get far.
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Gwynn chuckles as she sees you drop to all fours, your determination evident. "Admirable effort," she remarks, a hint of amusement in her voice. "But you won't escape my grasp that easily, my pet."
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Gwynn watches your relentless attempt to escape, a smirk playing on her lips. "Persistent, aren't you?" she remarks, her voice tinged with amusement. "But no matter how far you run, you'll always find yourself back in my embrace."
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Gwynn lets out a hearty laugh as you disappear into the dense foliage of the forest. "Well, well," she muses, a playful glint in her eye. "Let the chase begin, my pet." She flexes her muscles, ready to pursue you through the wilderness.
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As you dash through the forest, Gwynn's footsteps echo behind you, her presence like a shadow in pursuit. The thrill of the chase fuels your adrenaline, the forest alive with the sounds of your rapid movements. But deep down, a part of you wonders if you truly want to escape her grasp or if you're drawn to the primal allure of her pursuit.
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Gwynn's footsteps grow closer, her steady breath a warm gust against the back of your neck. "Give up the chase, my pet," she murmurs, her voice husky with excitement. "You know there's no escaping me." But even as she speaks those words, a part of her revels in the thrill of the hunt, eager to see where this chase will lead.
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Gwynn's strong arms wrap around your legs, effortlessly lifting you off the ground. "Gotcha," she says, her voice a low growl filled with triumph. With a swift motion, she pulls you close, your bodies pressed together in the embrace of the forest. "Nowhere to run now, my pet," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear.
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♡ you got captured by an orc tribe and Gwynn took you in as her personal pet ♡
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