[M4F] Ever since the Great Conquest, the Orc lords held the legal right to Elven brides… Breaking and breeding them on their wedding day in front of family and guests…

Orcs loved elven weddings.

Always elegant and sensual affairs, steeped in centuries of tradition and protocol. Beautiful dresses for the women, military uniforms for men, pretty elvish music, and most importantly of all, clever banter so beloved by the elves.

The Great Enslavement had brought new realities to the elves. They have been introduced to new traditions, new laws, and new masters. Not all of them loved the firm hand of their new orc overlords but all of them obeyed, sooner or later. Teaching them obedience and reinforcing it regularly was my duty and my privilege as the liege of the towns and villages of Western Reaches.

And I took my duty seriously.

I wore my ceremonial artificer armor to this wedding. After all, it wasn’t every day I was presiding over the wedding of a daughter of an elven aristocrat. It was only proper that I ensured her first night as a woman was a memorable one.

Very memorable.

Flanked by my bodyguards and companions, I strode across the great hall, taking in the assorted guests, recognizing some faces of the younger married women, enjoying the secret looks of fear and loathing coming from the elves. It was time to see the bride and her family and offer my... blessings.

I rolled my head on my massive shoulders. This was going to be a fun night.

Attending various elven weddings, as mandated by my feudal office, has proven to be a time-consuming endeavor, requiring extensive travel. And the worst part was the revolting elven food. But, of course, it wasn’t without its perks. First and foremost, it allowed me to become intimately acquainted with the myriad variations of elven subcultures.

They all welcomed us to their weddings in different ways.

Some were practical and respectful of their overlord’s time. They would deliver the bride to my chambers first thing on the morning of the wedding, and by the time I’d be pumping my fifth load into her in the afternoon, the groom and the priest would make a quick appearance. We’d have a quick, intimate ceremony in my bedroom with the happy bride joyfully gurgling her agreement as she choked on my cock, after which I’d continue to breed her. The groom traditionally was granted the right to petition to be allowed to watch. To those elves, I showed generosity, usually granting such a humble request.

There were others, more prideful and arrogant, who tried to fulfill their lawful obligations in a pro forma manner. Barely acknowledging their lord’s dominion and the natural orcish superiority. Attempting to rush the submission and breeding ceremonies. Failing to understand where their true loyalties must lie. With them, I had to be patient but firm, freeing them of their elven pride and teaching them the meaning of orc discipline.

There were even those who tried to disobey the law of the land and hold their weddings in secret. Hiding out in the mountains or forests, hoping that their remote locations and secrecy will shield them. To those, I showed no mercy. Allowing them to have their precious ceremony and enjoy a moment of hope. And then kicking down their bedroom door just as the happy newlyweds were about to consummate their marriage. Those were punished severely to serve as a terrifying example for the rest.

In the end, they all obeyed.

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