The Box

The orc that Tai Hou was fighting ground her masked face into the desk, his face a mask of rage and hatred, before he finally let go of her hair and grabbed at his groin. She hadn't managed to castrate him, but she had taken one of his testicles. But orcs were tough, and even the loss of something akin to that wasn't enough to deter min. "Fucking.... bitch...." He grunted, pushing her over and spreading her legs forcibly on the desk, forcing open the chinese dress he was, not caring if it tore in places. "Tape... this shit." He grunted, handing one of the guards, who still seemed under the spell, as he mounted the crime boss. Slamming his hips forward, he began to fuck the dark elf, her unconscious form bouncing as he took out all his anger on her unconscious form. Her dry pussy still held him like a glove, but tore slightly as he fucked her raw and dry. He continued this action, until he spent himself inside of her. An action he would repeat several times, before finally pulling from her unconscious form, forcibly removing her mask and pulling up his pants. "Lucky, bitch. I should kill you!" Spitting down at her body, he grabbed his phone, tossing aside a card, which seemed to almost be burned out, and putting a card on Tai Hou's now cum covered chest. Hobbling out of the bar, he left a trial of blood. Tai Hou would wake up, cum pooled on her desk, between her thighs, and over her chest, the card on the ground still burning, although it seemed to only mesmerize the guards now.

Meanwhile, across town, another orc was fucking an elf, although this one was to the elf's will. With one heel high into the air, and the other digging in his back, he grunted as he slammed poor Arcana Gold's tight little pussy for all he was worth. "Yeah? Gonna cum all over my fat, orc dick?" He leaned in, slobbering all over her breasts, before forcing a kiss on the buxom elf. "Cum, elf slut. Cry out to your kind, and let them know that a fucking orc is turning you into his bitch!" Thick scent of sex filled the air, as her claims of incoming orgasm only spurned him on, slamming his hips forward like a jackhammer. It seemed Arcana was going to be sore in the morning.
 
It took a long time, but eventually reality had came back to the Tai Hou. And it came with many sores and aches. In truth, she was surprised to see herself alive...considering what she did to the Orc. She was about to ask what sort of damage she did to the bastard, but upon looking at the floor that was question was already answered before she could even ask it. A dark grin came onto her lips.

"Damn bastard...now he knows...you don't take anything from me without...losing something."

She groaned and grimaced as she got up from her desk and saw the note drift to the ground. Upon seeing that, she saw her state of being...her torn dress and all the cum that was caked on her. She was surprised he was able to produce this much with half his family jewels intact. But she was more pissed off that she was defiled like this and that her dress was all torn up.

"Son of a bitch has no respect for fineries like this...it costs an arm and leg to have relics like this."

Looking over, she found her knife and mask. She picked up both of them and the note and put them on the desk. She gave the note a cursory glance to see what this was all about. And when she was done reading it, her blood was absolutely boiling.

"STRETCH!? That long nosed, wart-covered desk jockey! For being an information broker he's fucking stupid to think he'll get away with this!"

She started to tear up the paper into a million pieces and let them drift to the floor. Sighing, she looked over to the disembodied testicle and chuckled to herself. Leaning over, she picked it up, "After I get cleaned up and give my men a stern talking to...I'm gonna put you into some preservatives and mount you up somewhere...I promise, you'll find your old home...and I'll shove you down his throat and let him choke on you."

With that, she put the testicle on her desk and went to go take a shower...she had some things to prepare for.
 
Later in the evening the group hides in the shadows outside of the mansion. Jever turns to Poisonhook with his laptop "How is the security?"
He looks at the rest of the group knowing they have one shot. He tells them "We seek anything that is worth value...we have a limited time... and surprise and stealth on our side. Any questions from anyone?"
 
"Security looks tight, but if the sewers were anything to go by, it won't be." He gets up, creeps forward, looking around.
Roll (Intellect to Infiltrate): 2 + 3 (rolls) + 2 (Intellect) + 1 (Stealth Suit)
 
They enter the grounds going over the fence line. Leaving no one behind they head toward the house. Lights were off except for security and the cameras weren't positioned their direction.
 
The place struck the pair more like a Museum than a home. Housing all the ill gotten goods of high society. The place still hadn't detected them yet. But that could change if they screwed up to much.

(Got one hold to infiltrate, need the other infiltrate roll from the gnome)
 
The kiss caught her by surprise. His tongue was fat, and as he tried to shove it down her throat she could still taste the alcohol on his breath. She nearly coughed when he finally pulled back, but his hands gripped her waist firmly and he proceeded to pound into her even harder.

"Cum, elf slut." He ordered "Cry out to your kind, and let them know that a fucking orc is turning you into his bitch!"

Arcana had never really thought of herself as an elf. Growing up the elves around her made sure that she knew she wasn't one of them, not really. Yet when she left 'her' people all anyone ever saw about her was her ears. Everyone except him anyway. She forcibly shoved that brief thought aside. She didn't want to think about him now. Not here, with this orc fucking her like a beast.

Instead her mind turned to the large cock slamming into her quivering pussy with wild abandon. Her hands left the bed-sheets to press against his powerful chest, both squishing her bountiful breasts together and her torso away from his. At the same time she moved her hips in time opposing action with his. As he pulled back, she pushed up away from him; then when he thrust hard forward she would dig her boot-clad heel into his back and pull her pussy down onto his dick hard. Her pelvis met his with a hard SLAP repeatedly as they went through the motions over and over again. And with this relentless assault she couldn't last long.

Her entire body clenched as her nails dug into the thick hide of the orc. It wasn't enough to draw blood, but it would certainly leave a scratch mark. Her back arched and her chest thrust upward, while her eyes rolled back slightly and her mouth opened into an 'O'. Arcana's pussy clasped around the orc's thick cock even tighter, her velvety walls pulsing around his thick rod as she buried his shaft deeper in her than she thought possible. Her mind went white as a high pitched scream of intense pleasure left her plush lips signaling her orgasm.

"OH FU-U-U-CK!!!"
 
Jever turns away from the group as he turns invisible. "Split up and don't get caught."
Roll (Intellect to Infiltrate): 2 + 2 (rolls) + 3 (Intellect) + Invisibilty
 
Jever moves around the mansion looking for his golden ticket that will make this mission well worth the trip.
 
He runs by portraits, jews, artifacts. Upstairs and downstairs seeing some of the members of the team looting there own pieces not bothering them much other then a quick piece of advice. He spots a door near the kitchen and opens it to see the basement. He heads down turning a light on. Carefully walking around seeing barrels and bottles of wine, sees weapons on a wall hanged perfectly and without a spot of dust on them. He continues on hearing a ticking sound nearby grow with each step.
 
Poisonhook looks around, wandering through the halls of this mansion, looking for small, valuable objects. He wonders if anyone's home, and if so, if anyone's awake.
 
For Jevar and Poisonhook, things were going well enough as they entered. Their infiltration wasn't discovered, which was always a plus on any sub mission. Going inside, they could see the portraits and treasures on display, and all for one man. And it dawned on them.... this was just the small fry stuff. The stuff that the owner wouldn't care to lose. But, as they went deeper, they found their first obstacle. A laser grid along the floor. It would have to be disabled or bypassed to get past it.

Meanwhile, Serena was seemingly passed out drunk, and probably taken advantage off in the bar, while Tai Hou showered blood and cum off of her.

And Arcana Gold was being treated to fat orc dick. "Love you elves! That broken O face...." The orc grunted, wincing at the nails digging into his thick flesh. As she came, however, he gave out a deep, bark of a laugh, smug in the superiority of orc cock to elven dick. At least that is how he was taking it, anyway. "Take my seed, and get pregnant, elf slut!" He called out, burying his dick against Arcana's womb, and spewing the thick, jello like cum into the slutty mage. More and more shot within her, several minutes passed as he continued to cum, before finally, he was done. Pulling out of her with a wet, popping noise, he pushed his juice covered member to Arcana's lips. "Suck it baby, get it nice and hard... gonna fuck your ass next."
 
Jever looks around and has to ponder this puzzle. He looks to Poisonhook "If you can reach the ceiling and turn the switch on the other side we can get to the bottom of this and get to our prize." Jever uses his magic to create the illusion of handholds for him to climb."They won't let you down until you are off of them."
 
It took all but maybe an hour...to get cleaned, to get redressed, to recollect, to discipline, and then to reestablish. She wasn't going to treat her men too harshly...after all, there's hardly one can do against magical control of the mind. But maybe some well exacted discipline would convince them to try harder next time. She would need to put some efforts into preventing this from happening again, somehow. Then there was the Stretch issue...

Well, all things in due time. She had a job to do after all. But she needed information. And luckily for her...she managed to get some before everything went down south. It was time to collect some information so they could move forward with the heist.

Thanks to some of her girls working well with their clients, with the exception of the one incident that will not be mentioned, a name had come across her desk. A name that she was both keenly interested in, and dreaded. Madame Narscylla, a wise woman of Shinjuku that was not to be messed with. Even those higher up than the Tai Hou on the food chain hesitate to meddle with her affairs. She could could probably pass herself off as a deity walking the earth if she cared enough to. But she was one figure Aushra was not so sure she was ready to tackle.

However, if she did know anything about this box, and the organization that was holding it...she had no choice. It wasn't going to be easy either. The Madame doesn't give anything out for free...she would not something of high value to want to give information of this caliber. The wannabe criminal empress thought of all the artifacts she had acquired over the years...the ancient Chinese and Dark Elfin knick-knacks that were centuries old and could possibly have some magical properties to them. She didn't have much of them, and it would be a risk to put up something so high of a value for an offering...especially with there being a job that still needs to be done.

That was when she thought of a plan. Why not kill two birds with one stone? Grinning to herself, she looked to one her guards, "You there...look through my contacts, as well as scour the dark web. I am in need of a hacker, and I will pay handsomely for one. I think it's about time Stretch pay off some of the damages he has cost me."
 
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Eventually Poisonhook was able to get over to the other side and shut down the security for Jever to get over. They open the metallic door through high tech wiring slicing. When they entered it was a small room with lights focused on an object on a pedestal. "My lord that is an old artifact!" Jever proclaims "Poisonhook take a look to make sure there are no traps around here." He takes a step up to it looking at this ancient elf like artifact without touching it.
 
The first blast of cum erupting from the orc's cock hit the back of Arcana's pussy with such force it actually pushed her up his shaft slightly. The second blast was just as powerful, as was the third... and forth... and fifth... and everyone that followed. Arcana's orgasm was somehow prolonged by the bulging orc's and her cervix convulsed rhythmically as it endured, sucking up each and every drop of the brute's potent sperm into her eager and defenseless womb.

"Oh fuck me...!" she pleaded as she continued to climax in tandem with the orc above her.

Her hands left his torso to wrap around his huge arms as she ground her pussy down against his crotch where she gyrated her hips. The orc gritted his teeth and grunted with each pump of cum from his cock, and if Arcana were capable of more than instinctive motions she would have marveled at how much cum the beast could actually produce. Instead a minute after the green-skinned thug had begun she had simply locked eyes with him and conveyed an unspoken message that he seemed to have received.

"More."

Arcana had recently discovered that she loved the feeling of a man cumming inside her pussy, but this monster was something else entirely, even the greedy sucking of her canal couldn't gather the thick ooze that coated her insides. The almost gelatinous substance eked its way down the orc's cock with every thrust until finally it escaped the glutenous clutches of her pussy lips and slopped downward against the floor and bed, but neither occupant cared.

The orc's relentless battering of Arcana's pussy continued, just as her womb's ravenous appetite for his cum seemed insatiable. For another minute, the brute pounded away at her, and Arcana felt as though her womb was being filled beyond capacity with his spunk.

"So full... so f-full..." she muttered.

The orc's movements slowed, but became more jarring and forceful. He would thrust hard into and hold deep shooting one huge wad inside her before pulling back and repeating. Each time he would howl in pleasure so intense Arcana would later wonder if it was almost painful. But at the time she was preoccupied, throughout the duration, with every jet of sperm from the tip of his dick, Arcana's own orgasm was somehow prolonged, and at the end she was too exhausted to think.

Then, finally, the orc thrust one last time and was spent.

Arcana collapsed onto the bed as though she were jelly. Too exhausted to do anything but pant. Her exposed breasts heaved and she sucked in air, and sweat rolled off both of them like a fountain. Instinctively, her hand rested against her abdomen as she came down from her orgasm.

"Holy shit." she exclaimed.

The orc pulled out of her, and as a flood of cum escaped her gaping hole, Arcana couldn't help but feel a sense of profound loss and emptiness.

"No..." she whimpered.

But the orc rose up and positioned himself so that his half hard, cum coated dick was right at her mouth. "Suck it baby, get it nice and hard... gonna fuck your ass next."

Arcana's eyes widened in shock. 'He couldn't possibly think...'

Her thoughts were interrupted, for as her eyes widened her mouth also opened. As the cum covering his cock touched her lips, Arcana's tongue instinctively licked the new substance. It had a revolting taste to it, and Arcana nearly retched in recoil; yet somehow, immediately she craved more.

Her hand came up to wrap around the base of his shaft, but unsurprisingly her fingers couldn't touch. Her lips kissed the underside of his cock-head as her tongue once again licked against the thick jell-o like substance. Eager, she took as much of the rod into her mouth as she could, her tongue playing around the cock. But he was too thick, and her jaw ached as she opened it to take more of him in.

Her hand moved up and down the thick shaft trying to jerk him off as she blew him, and with little effort, she felt the massive member grow and harden.

"Oh fuck me!"
 
Poisonhook scrambles across the ceiling, grasping the handholds the gnome makes for him. He drops silently down on the other side, and deactivates the grid.
(Rolled 4 + 5 + 0 (Brawn) + Something (Magic) = at least 10)
 
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