Tyrande was all but certain that the idea of a Worgen tradition of mating with their hostess was as manufactured and completely fake as could be. But as much as she held her doubts about the issue, the Night Elf priestess couldn't help but feel like denying them their alleged traditions was the sort of deep offense that she could not in good conscience commit. She had, as a leader of her people, the responsibility of bringing the Worgen to Darnassus for diplomatic reasons, but the meetings hardly seemed to be a matter of negotiation with another Alliance faction as she found herself standing amid several Worgen males all crowding around her and giving her hungry gazes. 

"Is this truly a tradition among your people?" she asked, a little intimidated by the way they crowded her, the way they all breathed heavily and eyed her like prey It felt like a stupid question that only became stupider as they began to press against her, urging her deeper into submission And all she could do was accept it as she squirmed about. "I'll admit, I have my doubts about how genuine you are."

The Worgen men all laughed at her words as they continued to encircle her, locking her quite intimidatingly into place as they stared her down, seemingly ready to pounce with a second's notice onto the curvy Night Elf. "Of course it is, Lady Tyrande," one of them laughed, and there was something in his voice that she didn't exactly have an easy time trusting. "It fosters intimacy with other cultures."

"And it lets us get off away from our mates!" called another, snickering as they showed themselves to not even particularly care about keeping up the joke for very long. They were too busy laughing it up and mocking the entire premise before them to really worry about something like that, too busy trying to coerce the beautiful elf into giving in to their joking 'traditions'. They all eyed her hungrily, unable to keep their gaze from her gorgeous body, lean and fit, with a trim waist giving way to a pair of wide hips and to an ample chest just begging to be revealed to their eyes.

"Don't you want to make a show of good faith in the new alliance of our nations, priestess?" asked another Worgen, one positioned up right behind Tyrande, eyeing her dress and figuring out the right places to begin undoing it with his eager hands when he was given the green light. "It's important to us that we know you are committed too, and if you'd like, you may see it as seeding new relationships that will grow for generations." More laughter followed, more raucous than ever, as the men of the Worgen contingent remained packed around Tyrande, the crowd all completely lit up with delight by the way they openly mocked the idea while still enforcing it with enough insistence to know they were leaving her with a lot to think about.

Tyrande had never before been so insistently propositioned for sex while also being so roundly mocked by those very same people, but the Worgen seemed to be having the time of their lives with their 'subtle' game. But as much as she was unsure what to make of all this, she felt that saying 'no' wasn't a guarantee the joke would be dropped. And at any rate, diplomacy was all about compromise and shows of good faith, and she supposed there was no better show of good faith than to agree to what these beasts were offering. And surely it wasn't born out of some modicum of curiosity toward the strong, bestial humanoids and what potential there may have been for her to enjoy herself with them.

"I suppose as a representative of my people, it would be wrong of me to deny you this," she said, keeping her tone stern and her expression steady. "As the chosen High Priestess of the goddess Elune and a leader of all Night Elves, I welcome you, our new allies, to indulge in my body as is your tradition, so that both our people may grow closer through the intimacy we will foster tonight." She expected more laughter as she took them seriously, playing their game straight for the sake of not giving them means to call her a liar, but instead, she got raucous cheers from the Worgen, who all seemed very, very delighted to hear her say those words, to be given what amounted to an invitation to go at her gorgeous body. They were not going to mock her for giving them what they wanted.

The Worgen standing poised and ready behind Tyrande was delighted to be able to jump into action, teaming up with the one directly in front of him to grab the hem of her dress and pull it up. The cut had emphasized her trim waist, but as they drew it up and revealed that beneath the dress was nothing at all, the Worgen howled and salivated excitedly, worked up into a frenzy as they moved quickly with her, the plan already set and the way they had gotten into position with her done with full intention of a very specific sort of assault.

Tyrande didn't even have time to tell them to slow down as her legs were grabbed and pulled upright, whisked off of her feet by the Worgen behind her, who held her up in place as the one in front of her dropped his pants and quickly stepped forward, worked up and needy beyond all belief. A massive canine cock emerged from its sheath, bright red and large enough to leave Tyrande feeling almost intimidated before he'd even sank it into her pussy, which was now aching and on display. Cheers of "Fuck her!" were almost disorienting as hands reached for her body, Worgen reaching to fondle her plump breasts and knead her legs, leaving her to squirm and shiver as the beasts seemed almost too comfortable with the presence of one another, like massive gangbangs were the sort of things their people engaged in regularly.

The cock before her continued to push outward, growing a little longer and thicker still as her legs were held up high and spread, leaving her vulnerable for him to slam forward and sink his cock right into her. She wasn't the least bit ready for it, crying out in shock as the fat cock speared her pussy, perhaps a little more neglected of late than she would have liked, filling it up and stretching it out to a degree that left her shivering as the hands continued to grab at her. There were many Worgen around, and those who were able to get close enough seemed to take whatever they could get eagerly, impatient and wanting every little scrap of her body until it was their turn. The bestial nature spilling forward was startling to Tyrande for the sudden earnest ferocity behind it as they devolved quickly into something ravenous and aggressive without a second's hesitation.

But that sudden animalistic shift in demeanour and tone took a backseat to the particular Worgen standing between her legs as he started to fuck her deep and hard, showing a feverish and relentless sort of hunger as his thrusts started hard and fast. The knot at the very base of his cock prodded with each deep thrust against her puffy and spread labia, too wide to fit in but constantly taunting her as it pressed against her mound. It was a stark reminder that this was like no cock she'd ever been fucked by before, as if all the fur rubbing against her body wasn't a good indication of it. But for as much as it was strange and as much as she felt overwhelmed by everything happening to her, the thick cock hammering at her pussy felt good, and it wasn't long before she found herself squirming and writhing back against the Worgen holding her upright from behind.

"You like that, don't you, elf?" grunted the Worgen sheathed inside of her pussy. His hold tightened against her hips as his powerful thrusts shook her body, made her breasts heave within the hands of his brethren. "It's okay, you can admit it, we're not going to tell anyone." His oversized tongue dragged along his sharp, canine teeth as he hammered the priestess deep and hard, delighting in the sensation of her tight, slick pussy clenching around his cock, and he thrust into her with a feverish need that knew no end and no bounds, giving her the sort of merciless pounding that she was utterly unprepared for, but was going to have to get used to and get used to fast, because everywhere Tyrande looked, more Worgen were pulling their cocks out, and they all looked about as equally, massively hung as the one breaking her in.

Twisting about hotly as she was pounded steadily and mercilessly, Tyrande wasn't the least bit capable of denying it, and moaned even without the guidance and encouragement of the Worgen telling her it was okay. The two furry, heated bodies sandwiching her tighter left her burning up, a heat swelling within her body to go along with the one being built up in her core, the need and ache for sex and to be fucked harder growing uncontrollably hotter and more intense with each passing moment. It was so much to take in all at once, both mentally and physically as her pussy was opened up by the savage pounding she was being subjected to, unable to stop the harsh treatment that seemed to draw on without end or mercy.

Tyrande's body was pushed swiftly and unceremoniously over the edge, and she screamed out in mad delight amid all of the horny Worgen encircling her as her body give, twisting and bucking madly between the two powerful, dominant men holding her in place. Her pussy greedily clenched down around the cock buried inside of it, feverishly begging it for its load, and she didn't even have to go long before feeling all of that hot, virile Worgen cum fill her up, the flood of semen into her leaving her even hotter and more elated than ever, nearly kicking about against the hold on her as she seared with burning sensation and need.

"Don't worry, priestess, there's a lot more cum waiting for you," the Worgen snickered, pushing his hips forward and letting his knot tease her pussy for a moment before pulling out of her entirely, a sloppy mixture of spunk and her own juices dripping to the floor as they cleared a bit of a space for her, and Tyrande wasn't ready for what came next as the Worgen holding her upright pushed her down onto all fours, greedily pulling his own cock out and laughing as the Night Elf steadied herself on her hands and knees, the room heating up even hotter as she looked around, realizing that each and every one of these powerful, beastly visitors wanted a turn at her.

Probably even more than one.

She didn't even have a chance to process everything happening before another cock slammed into her pussy, the Worgen who'd held her upright claiming his treat at long last as he grabbed hold of her taut ass and pushed forward, filling her back up from a new angle, one that felt even more intense as Tyrande screamed out in mad delight. At least until another cock plugged her mouth, shoving in a few inches and leaving her all at once shocked, slightly offended, but very eager. Tyrande began to suck on the cock, reaching a hand upward to grasp the canine shaft, which held a much more unusual shape than she was used to, bright red and completely unusual, but she couldn't let that get in her way as she started to suck on it.

All of the eyes on her like she was a piece of meat delighted in watching her sink down into depravity further and more eagerly, showing signs of absolutely losing herself to the twisted pleasures she was being dragged down into. It was such a sweet sight to behold, the proud and revered Tyrande Whisperwind down on all fours getting spitroasted by Worgen cock and loving every second of it, and they wanted to see more of it, eager to witness the depths she would sink to further as she embraced this side of her and all of the raw and debaucherous delights they in mind for her. Stuffed at both ends with throbbing, thick Worgen dicks and moaning louder now than ever, she looked like an absolute treat for them, a leader of her people brought low and doing something vulgar and absolutely twisted for the delight of her guests. They hadn't expected her to actually agree to this, let alone to give in to it so eagerly.

But it was more than apparent that Tyrande wanted this, that she'd been fired up and pushed to a point where she went at this all eagerly. Her hand worked back and forth along the base of the cock she was sucking, taking it further down eagerly as she showed off to the Worgen just how much she wanted it, how ready she was to be ravaged by the horde of creatures lingering excitedly all around and waiting for their turns. The Worgen had never seemed more like animals to her than they did then as they indulged in her body, all order shattered and lost to the lusty thrills of using her as thoroughly and eagerly as they could, but Tyrande hardly minded the worst they could give her as she embraced it all, shivering about as the cock hammering her pussy drove her to suck on the cock in front of her even harder.

The knots continued to fascinate her. Her other hand eventually reached for the swollen bulb at the base of the cock she was fellating, caressing it as the other one teased her pussy with each thrust, which was hardly all the way into her as that knot never sank into her. Tyrande didn't know why it was such a sticking point for her, why she continued to fixate so much on it and why she couldn't stop thinking about it and all of its mysteries, but the more she got fucked and ached with delight, the more she wondered what it would be like to feel that knot slam into her and take her. It was a strange thing to linger on, but then, there wasn't much that seemed 'normal' about getting gangbanged by Worgen to begin with.

The two cocks hammering Tyrande at either end filled Tyrande with much, much more pleasure than she had any hope of being able to handle, and she came even quicker this second time now as her body twisted hotly about and she lost herself, crying out with intense pleasure as another powerful orgasm ran its thundering course through her needy body. The searing delights left her bucking back and forth between the two cocks, and between the needy clenching of her inner walls around the cock pounding her from behind and the feverish slurping on the cock before her, Tyrande brought both Worgen to orgasm, making them both howl and groan. The one in her pussy slammed forward, pumping another load into her already creampied hole, while the other pulled back, delighting in painting her beautiful, purple face with pearly white.

Tyrande shivered as they pulled away from her again, her body now burning up with need as she whimpered and twisted hotly about. It was all so much for her to take in, but she wanted more, shivering as she tried to look around, ready to ask who was next, only to feel a hand seize her hair and guide her upward. "Patience!" she cried out, and as much as she enjoyed this all, it was certainly a little overwhelming. She was guided into the lap of another Worgen, who'd taken to preparing his cock with some kind of oil that allowed him to smoothly slide right into her perky, tight ass, claiming her last pristine hole. He howled in dominant delight and she cried out in shock, trembling and twisting about as she felt him take her, the rough penetration proving much more brutal than she was ready for. But Tyrande wasn't going to let that stop her. "Oh, goddess, you beasts don't stop."

Proving that point for her, two more Worgen stepped forward, shoving their cocks into her face, and at a prouder time in her life or even just one where she hadn't taken two loads into her pussy and became the plaything for a pack of horny wolf men, she likely would have refused the 'offer'. But she was too gone to care, and she grabbed tightly onto both cocks, pulling the Worgen in close as she guided them to stand in front of her and slightly off to either side, both of them ready for her as she leaned forward and sucked one down, both hands quickly stroking the meaty cocks as she got to work at them.

The harsh thrusts upward into Tyrande's tight ass felt amazing, but she needed more than that, and her own luscious body began to heave and buck atop the top sodomizing her as she worked herself up into the mod of mad and debaucherous frenzy that she felt she absolutely deserved. There was no way to properly meet his thrusts with any sort of finesse or careful, measured grace, but bouncing on top of his dick worked too, and the sloppy pounding of her ass sent sensations powerfully through her as she pulled off of one cock and slurped the other down in turn.

There was probably an art to trying to keep three hung men happy at once, but Tyrande had no idea what it would have entailed, working on pure instinct as she did her best to keep them all happy instead, unsure what she was doing in the grand scheme of things but far too fired up to stop now as she went at them. There was something ravenous to the way she indulged, something absolutely brazen and unlike any sort of thing that Tyrande had ever done before. Her oral became sloppier, wetter, noisier. She was slobbering on these cocks, quickly moving back and forth between them as she delighted in keeping both of them happy, the steady and synchronous handjobs making sure neither felt totally neglected as she worked the other down. The entire thing felt more fluid than she would have expected, all to the steady back beat of her ass getting pounded as she bounced, breasts heaving as she not only rode him, but received savage upward thrusts deep into her rear that sent shock waves coursing through her.

There was a lot for Tyrande to take in, but she seemed undaunted in her mad pursuit of delight as she pressed carelessly onward, treating the three cocks to all of the sweet savouring and devotion she could. It became easier for her to do, shame utterly gone now as she performed not only for the three she was directly pleasuring, but all of the Worgen still in waiting, watching hungrily as she put on a show for them, one that promised lurid delight for all of them to come. She wasn't reluctantly giving in to anything, she was actively opening up to them all of the pleasures  and depravities offered, with an eagerness that seemed almost startling and terrifying to the creatures calling out in delight.

Tyrande was making a whore of herself, plain and simple, slurping the cocks deep deeper, letting them pound her throat as she moved between them, leaving thick strands of drool every which way as she moved without a care in the world. All the while, she continued to feel her ass being stretched open, widened and fitted to take the meaty cock, forced into a state of helpless submission as they conquered her body and made sure that above all else she was ready to fit them in, and she welcomed it all. In fact, she wished they'd go even further, as the knot prodded her perky ass, smacking against the cheeks but never sinking in. She knew they had the strength to drove the swollen bulbs in, to lock her in place firmly--she was a woman of the forest and of nature, she knew what the knots were for--and conquer her utterly. 

But as the beasts wound up for another orgasm, it wasn't to be. Tyrande was even pulled up off of the cock hammering her ass as the Worgen drew away, aiming his load onto her body instead, letting his cum streak and splatter all across her back and her ass, leaving her not only unknotted, but without the familiar warmth of another creampie, this time sank into a fresh and otherwise still pristine hole. The same 'loving' treatment was given to Tyrande's face as the two Worgen pushed her hands away, grabbing their spit-soaked cocks and stroking themselves to completion in front of her, giving her two more facials before swatting their cocks down against her face for good measure.

Squirming about nervously and drunk on pleasure and debauchery, Tyrande felt more longing within her than just the denial of release. She had been close purely off of her ass getting fucked and the cocks in her mouth, but she'd had to keep her hands up top instead of down between her legs to work her gaping, sloppy pussy over, and it had left her unable to reach her peak. But that wasn't all she needed as she bucked about nervously, looking at the three more Worgen suddenly approaching her. She couldn't believe she was about to say this, that she was truly about to let loose such a request, but as they descended upon her, she said quite clearly, "I want you to knot all of my holes." It wasn't said with a whimper, wasn't pathetic or submissive. A direct demand, assertive and certain. She wanted it, and she felt no shame about asking for it.

The Worgen laughed again, but not a cruel laugh or a mocking one. One of delight, of revelry. They grabbed hold of Tyrande and quickly guided her into position, shoved down onto the cock of a supine Worgen who lay on the ground, gladly claiming her neglected pussy again, while another knelt down behind her and guided his cock to her perky ass, slamming into the already loosened hole. A third ran his clawed fingers through her hair, entangling them and keeping his hold very tight as he pulled her in and slammed his cock down her gullet with a single stroke, wasting no time in getting right down to work at claiming her last hole.

None of the knots sank into her, but the savagery on display as the Worgen took to fucking her harsher and more intensely knowing how much she wanted it was not lost on Tyrande, who felt all three cocks hammering sloppily and out of time into her, none of them falling in sync and just relishing in pounding her body as hard as she could. Not that she minded of course, suddenly airtight with cock, triple penetrated by the massive wolf cocks and hammered so deep, so relentlessly. It was like no sexual experience Tyrande had ever felt before, brimming with a kind of savagery and feral debauchery that felt almost cathartic to her.

The Worgen had not been difficult to accommodate and their entry into the Alliance had not been rocky for the Night Elven priestess at all, but that didn't mean she wasn't still feeling the pressures and stresses that naturally came with her duties and with diplomacy of any sort. But there was nothing to fear now as they indulged in her body, as all of her worries melted away amid the intimidating heat of their bodies warming her up. This was the purest essence of relief, and as much as it worked her up physically, it was almost relaxing to be in a position of absolute carelessness as they slammed away at her body, Tyrande needing to do nothing but lie there and let her plunder her holes.

Which Tyrande took as no excuse to do nothing, bucking eagerly between the cocks slamming into her ass and her pussy as hands grabbed her hips and her rear, kneading and guiding her about. She did her best to follow their pulls as her head worked steadily back and forth at the cock fucking her face, pushing down her throat and making her gag noisily. They were brutal with her, but not in a way that hurt her, simply pushing her sexual experience to its limit as they showed her the sort of fucking they brought to the table. It was incredible to feel and she didn't hesitate at all to embrace all of it, lavishing in every vulgar second of the way they went at her. It was freeing in ways that she couldn't even begin to process, but knew for certain that she wanted more of.

The other Worgen all watched her move, saw her after her needy plea to be knotted, embracing the raw triple penetration so eagerly. Moans rang out amid the sloppy choking noises, the clumsy and frantic motions of her heaving body clearly made with the intention of heaving about in response to the cocks hammering her as she sought more of it. It was all so much so quickly, the intense swell of sensation and hunger that knew no end. They all wanted their turns, and as they stared at her, the worry that she would be spent and exhausted before they'd all been able to seemed to melt away as she shifted into a new gear. The way she moved was so craven and wanton, so driven by a need that it seemed they had sparked something within her, and a ravenous awakening took place within Tyrande.

Driven by a need that she could have never imagined even being tempted by before she felt it go full bore at her heart, Tyrande moved about feverishly, feeling the bulges smack against her entrances, against her lips and her ass cheeks and her vulva, just waiting to slam forward and claim her. But they continued the thrusting, and her heated form simply could not take what was happening to her, the triple penetration and the heady arousal that bubbled up and dominated her thoughts pushing her closer and closer to the edge by the minute, until it was simply too late. Tyrande gave out, eyes rolling back as she felt another orgasm swell up within her, and the muffled screams of absolute mind-blowing bliss she let out spoke for themselves.

The tightening of her body around the cocks hammering at her left all three hungry, beastly men howling as they slammed into her one final time, pushing forward with a great strength as they knotted her, driving the swollen bulbs deep into her holes and locking them in place as her jaw felt like it was being forced to its limit to accommodate the oral knotting, while her ass and pussy seared with so much sensation that she came right away again, convulsing almost violently now as her body hit its peak so soon after the first that she nearly blacked out from the sensation. All three cocks erupted, cum spewing down her throat, into her womb, flooding her ass, and she felt full. Full of cock, full of cum, and by all rights she should have been satisfied with this, going limp as the cocks were locked into her now and she'd have to suffer this position until they were finally able to pull out.

For several minutes, Tyrande remained like this, limp, slumped, held up only by the cocks, until finally they pulled away and she collapsed to the floor. For anyone else, this should have been enough, but Tyrande found herself rising up again, grabbing the nearest cock and throwing herself forward to suck it down her throat. She needed more from them. So much more. The proud high priestess of Elune was suddenly on the receiving end of a deeply shameful hunger from which she could possibly know no end, and what worried Tyrande most was that as another Worgen slipped behind her and slammed into her pussy, she wasn't sure if she was afraid of excited.

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