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Sae battled Grimgosh, the orc chieftan for hours in the blistering twin suns. The she-elf had challenged the powerful chieftan to personal combat after his horde had ransacked a farming village near the edge of the wastelands. Honor demanded that the chieftan take on this lone naked female elf or he risked losing the leadership and respect of the horde.

Sae's elven speed allowed her to slash at the chieftan and escape his every titanic blow. Sae tried blocking the orc's powerful axe strikes, but every massive blow knocked her backwards, as her feet slid on the rough earth. Unfortunately the orc's thick hide resembled the strongest leather armor. The worst of her  strikes might as well have been papercuts. Sae's dirty body glistened from the desert heat, with sweat dripping from her brow. The inhospitable waste was near unbearable for the woodland elf, but the orcs here adapted to the land and thrived. If Sae were in the temperate green lands that she was used to, she would have tired the orc. But the reverse was happening. In the wastes, it was Sae who was getting exhaused.

The great orc was faster than his bulk suggested! Grimgosh suddenly seized an opening in the elf's defenses and grasped Sae's arm in order to take away the advantage of her speed.

"I  have you now!" Grimgosh howled as Sae frantically struggled like a  mouse in a trap in his iron grasp, her mammoth, sweaty elven tits furiously jumping up and down. But it was of no use. The orc's grip was unbreakable. Sae snarled a curse in Elven at her predicament.

The orc gloated "The great Sae is my trophy now!"

Grimgosh glanced between the elf's legs. The orc's member stiffened at the sight of Sae's sweaty, but dirt covered pink pussy.

Sae spat defiantly in his face. "Fuck you. I'd rather die!"

Seeing that attempting to rape the she-elf might be more trouble than it's worth, Grimgosh reconsidered and raised his giantic axe...

"So be it..."