Callie had always hated pain. Hell, she hated work of any kind. She had been born on a farm and hated every moment of it. Nothing but work from sun up till sun down. But when she reached the age of 14, her parents allowed her to go and study the ways of magic. For someone like Callie, it was the best choice. She would stand in the distance, say a few words, and slay her enemies. But when she got to the Mage trainer, she found that she didn’t like the work they gave her there as well. From sun up till sun down they made her study, polish her wand, collect herbs, and so on.

It seemed to just get worse. Once she was done with her basic training, they expected her to go out into the ‘real world’ and earn her own living. Luckily for Callie, she had been blessed with a great body. Lightly tanned skin, blond hair, and D cup breast. She used her features to get any man she wanted. Of course, in bed she didn’t do anything. She just lay on her back while her current squeeze fucked her. That was how she got by.

That was, however, until the pirates came.

After she was taken aboard their ship, she was taken to the lower deck and tossed on a stack of hay. She tried to get up, but stopped when she saw that she was surrounded by a Night Elf, two Orcs, and a female Troll. The Troll said something in her language and the Night Elf nodded. He then pushed Callie back onto the ground. As the two Orcs began to strip, the Night Elf began to tear away at Callie’s clothing until nothing was left.

Callie tried to resist, but the Night Elf sat on her stomach. She watched as he then unzipped his pants to pull out his purple cock. With a grin he spat in the valley between her breasts and then placed his dick between them. He then pressed the two mounds of flesh together and began to pump. While this was going on, the Orcs grabbed Callie’s hands and brought them to their own cocks. Immediately Callie pulled away but the Orcs quickly grabbed them once again.

“Not a good idea girly,” said the Troll. “We be doing this all day if we have to.”

“Stop this!” demanded Callie as her hand were forced to wrap around the green dicks.

“My captain has ordered me to begin ya trainin girly,” said the Troll. “I be called Zem’hula, but you will refer to me as Mistress Zem’hula or just Mistress. Understand?” Callie said nothing as the Night Elf came all over her face. With a sigh, Zem’hula bent down and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled on it. “Understand?”

“I won’t do it you stupid Troll,” spat Callie. She braced herself to be slapped or something cruel like that. But instead, Zem’hula just let her hair go and moved over to one of the Orcs.