Chapter 4 - Navigator

 Word spread quickly among the Lightforged about Tal’zod and the Archmage’s “demonstration” in the training room. Tal’zod could tell that much by the changes in the way the women acted towards him. Some rushed by him, hoping not to be spotted, or glared at him with open hostility as he walked the halls of the Vindicaar. Either of those responses mattered little to the Troll. All he cared about was whether or not the women kept up their end of the bargain. Judging by the three women who had taken his load in their tight cunts in the last few hours, he was fairly confident that they were still willing to stick with the deal they made.


The troll was currently sauntering through the hallways of the Vindicaar, smiling at the women he passed who tried to duck out of his way. It was day three of his bargain and he had barely given a thought to the number of Lightforged he had been with in that time. He was sure at least two dozen, if not more, but he was not worried about keeping track of the number. It was all about making sure he took care of a new girl each time. A shorter warrior in golden gleaming armor passed by, her eyes forced forward to avoid his gaze. He reached out as she passed and gave her ass a quick pinch, causing her to jump and squeak in surprise. He didn’t bother stopping though. As much fun as it would have been to see that warrior a mewling mess beneath him, he actually had a destination in mind for this walk.


He moved up the curving platforms of the crystal ship and stepped onto the main bridge for the first time since he had come aboard. In front of him was the control console that handled all the teleportations and movements of the ship, as well as the large golden shield that covered the otherwise clear view out the front of the ship. There were three warriors standing at attention here, their eyes flicking to him for a moment to make sure he was not some invading force. They seemed most interested in guarding the trio of large crystals near the back of the main chamber though and let him on without much of a word.


Standing at the ship’s console was a Tall, thin Lightforged with horns that shot straight up like a Gazelle. She was thinner than most of her fellow sisters, with barely any curve to her hips and, from what Tal’zod could see from the angle behind her, the smallest chest he had seen aboard the Vindicaar. What she lacked in breasts though, she made up for in one of the most perfectly sculpted asses the Troll had ever leered at. Her short tail whipped idly as she bent over the control console, the tight fabric of her pants stretching against the perfect heart shaped rear. It was her best feature and she was currently showing off well to him.


He slipped slowly up the steps towards the control console, his eyes trained on the gently shaking ass of the Lightforged Navigator. When he was close enough he slipped his hand over the perfectly shaped butt, ready to dodge if she decided to punch like many of her sister’s liked to when surprised. He was glad to see her reaction was to instantly stiffen and stand straight up, her tail stopping it’s idle movements as her head snapped around to see who was groping her.


When she saw him, she sniffed with disdain and said, “Oh, it’s you.”


He laughed, his hand still squeezing her very well toned cheek, “Not da usual response I get, I’ll admit.”


She shrugged, “Most of the other women aboard are still shocked and appalled by the thought you may have your way with them.”


“But you don’t?” he asked.


“No. I do not. It is a simple matter of deduction to prevent you from fornicating with me.”


Tal’zod frowned and leaned on the console to get a better look at the thin woman, “I think you should explain what you mean dere, darling.”


She gently, but firmly, reached down and removed his arm from where it was laying across the control panel before replying, “You seem like an insatiable man, but you can’t go forever. At the pace I’ve heard you have been going at, I suspect you will burn yourself out soon. Reports of people being able to pass you by in the halls without getting bent over have increased over the past few days as well.” She said this all clinically, while her eyes continued to dance across the panel she was working at. “I suspect that you will be to occupied with all of the other women on board to bother finding the time with me while I am off duty.”


Tal’zod smirked a bit. Sure, he had been allowing his girls a bit more freedom lately, but she had gotten the reasoning wrong. He simply wanted to keep from becoming predictable and making this easy. If everyone thought he just chose whatever girl he saw in the halls, then eventually they would stop leaving their rooms or, worse yet, start tracking him so they all could avoid him completely. So he’d moved on to picking targets in a much more precise way.


“Well, you seem to have me figured out in dat regard at least. However, you still are face to face with me and I have made advances towards you, yet you don’t seem surprised or nervous like da others. Why?”


The Navigator gave him a shrug and a sidelong look, “That is simple, I can convince you not to use me right now.”


Tal’zod laughed at that, “Oh boy, dat is a new one. Such bold claims. How are ya planning on doing dat?”


She pressed a few more runes on the console before waving to it, “You know what this is, correct?”


Tal’zod nodded, “It is da navigational console of da ship. Quite da impressive feat of magic.”


The light skinned woman nodded, “Exactly. I am currently on duty making sure the ship travels through the Twisting Nether smoothly. There is no time where I feel safer from you than when we are traveling here. To stop monitoring this station would mean danger for the full crew and for yourself. Unless you plan on tracking down another Navigator so you can steal me away from the console, which is a possibility I am sure, you should leave me to my work.”


Glancing out the large window, Tal’zod noticed the swirling blackness outside. Bits of color and energy would streak past every now and then, as well as the occasional flash of gold as something from the inky blackness of the Nether hit the mystical shield and vaporized against it instantly. His hand was still fondling the Navigator’s ass gently, squeezing softly as they spoke, but she did not seem to notice or at least care. He looked back to the guards nearby, who were trying to maintain stoic expressions as one of their sisters was fondled in front of them.


“You can leave,” He commanded them, making sure to call out loud enough so all three could hear. They looked nervously from one to the other, none of them wanting to leave their post and let a stranger hang around their main console or the trio of Gems sparkling nearby that they were required to guard. However, it appeared that their desire to please him (or, at the very least, uphold the deal they had made with him) won out in the end. All three picked up the large spears they were wielding and marched out solemnly. The Navigator paid no more attention to their departure than she did to the hand squeezing her ass. 


Tal’zod looked back at her once the guards had gone, smirking again, “You are pretty good about multi-tasking, Eh?”


She nodded, “I have to be able to track a few things at once with the utmost focus, so I’ve learned how to handle multiple things at once.”


He nodded, trailing up and gripping the hem of her pants firmly, “Good, den we don’t have a problem after all.”


With a swift tug, he pulled the Navigator’s pants down to her knees. His grip on her underwear, which he was hoping to grab as well as her pants, wasn’t so secure and he only pulled half of the purple silk panties down her hip slightly. Her eyes went wide and her ass clenched tight as she went still again. Despite her shock and the red faced blush creeping over her cheeks, she maintained her stoic watch on the console as she muttered, “What are you doing?!”


Tal’zod moved behind her, hooking her panties again and tugging them down properly now to reveal the alabaster ass that was so smooth it may as well have been sculpted out of pure marble, “Simple; I am going to take you. Right here and right now. Ya number in da Lottery be up, Love.”


“Y-you can not do that! It could lead to a major disaster, including the destruction of the ship!” Despite her panicked words, she refrained from grabbing her panties and hauling them back up her legs. She apparently would have had difficulty pulling her hands away from the console at the moment.


“Den you better take us somewhere quickly to keep us all alive, huh?” Tal’zod punctuated this with a firm slap on her ass, which rang out through the empty chamber. The Navigator jumped, her hands almost slipping as she continued to hit runes.


“It is not as simple as all that,” she stammered, fingers flying quickly across the console, “I have to find the right place to stop. Doing that in mid jump between places is hard to accomplish.”


Tal’zod shrugged, his hand firmly gripping her shoulder and pushing her forward. Her ass stretched out again and he could see the glistening lips between her legs now. She was tall, but as a Troll he still hung a good head over her. Even being bent like this his pelvis was lined up rather perfectly with her. One hand began undoing the robe as he said, “How long until we get where we are supposed to be going?”


She swallowed, trying to maintain a sense of cool and collection, “Half an hour to destination. Can you please wait until then?”


He thought about it a moment, then shook his head, “I could, but dat wouldn’t be as fun. I’ll tell you what,” He uncinched his belt and his robe fell away, his hard cock springing free from the confines to gently slap against her slickening lips, “I’ll go nice and slow so you can concentrate. As soon as we are at our destination, do what you need to so you can finish up and den I’ll fuck you in earnest.”


The troll didn’t wait for a confirmation from the frantically working Lightforged. He simply lined his cock up with her slit and pushed inside with a groan. He made sure to go nice and slow, he really had no interest in crashing the ship just to get his rocks off  after all, but inched forward into her all the same. Despite her callous attitude and lack of emotional response, her pussy was still slick enough that he was able to slip inside with only some minor difficulty. Tal’zod was quickly realizing that as much as these Lightforged women claimed to hate his presence here, the thought of being with a man was still making them wet and ready for him.


Shaking his head and chuckling softly to himself, he began to slowly work his cock in and out of the Navigator, who was frantically hitting buttons and making course corrections while bent over her work station. Her face was screwed up in concentration, though Tal’zod suspected that her frantic corrections were more an attempt to get him to stop fucking her rather than any real need to make sure they were still on course. He was tempted to pick up the pace to call her out on it, but he knew nothing about multi dimensional crystalline ships, so he maintained his slow pace.


As his hands moved to her hips he pushed inside her as deep as he could, noting that he could only fit half of his length into her. She had a shallow hole, it would seem. He held himself inside of her and watched the twisting Nether streaking by the shielding of the Vindicaar. Every now and then he gave her a deep thrust, smacking his tip against her cervix and causing her to grunt. The minutes ticked by, her bent over the console and hitting glowing symbols along the dash and him lazily fucking her. It was pleasant, at least for Tal’zod, but eventually he began running out of patience, “We close yet?”


As if in response, the Navigator hit one final symbol along the console and the ship slowed. Tal’zod watched as the view changed from the swirling mass of the Twisting Nether to reveal a world he had never seen before. The Vindicaar hovered over a planet with a look similar to Azeroth, but very different continents. He leaned forward, his tusks brushing the side of the Navigator’s face as he whispered in her ear, “Where are we?”


Much to the Troll’s delight, the Navitgator had to stifle a moan before she could respond. Her voice was shaky as she said, “Torentus.”


Tal’zod cocked an eyebrow and wrapped a hand around her waist, “Really? I’ve never been dere. Let’s take a closer look, shall we?”


Before she could respond he lifted her skinny body, keeping her impaled on his shaft as he picked her up with more strength than any would have thought a mage capable of mustering. He walked the woman over to the balcony, each step causing him to slip out and back into her wet folds. The Lightforged wrapped her legs back to lock her ankles around his waist so that her feet would not obstruct his movements and send the pair crashing to the floor.


Soon enough they arrived at the edge of the large shielded platform and Tal’zod tapped her leg to let her know he was done moving. Her legs unlocked instantly and planted firmly on the ground, her hands reaching out and pressing against the golden shielding for balance. Apparently the forcefield, which destroyed any debris or ammunition which crashed against the outside, was much more pleasant to those who pushed against it inside the ship. Instead of shocking her or blasting the pair backwards, the shield merely sparkled with golden energy in the vague impression of the woman’s hands as she braced herself for what was to come.


Tal’zod took a moment to stare out at the planet as he increased his pace with his current lover. Torentus was one of those planets discovered to have natural resources and allies the people of Azeroth were using to fight off the Old Gods. Specifically a substance known as Kezeric Fluid that was supposedly very potent when fighting the void. The Army of the Light was probably here to grab another shipment of the stuff from the locals or one of their outposts. For Tal’zod the planet was just another in a long line of locations that called out to adventurers to explore, something which he had never been able to do himself thanks to the secret he had been required to keep and pass down in case it was ever needed. It was a matter of family pride and when your family could literally come back as spirits to haunt you, you did not go against their wishes.


Still, Tal’zod had no room to complain about where his duty had landed him. Here he was, in a ship hanging over a new world, with his cock slamming repeatedly into one of his dozens of personal sex slaves. All thanks to his family's knowledge. 


Realizing he had been focusing more on his thoughts than his thrusts, he adjust his grip to hold both of the Navigator’s hips and began fucking her harder. She grunted and winced as he pushed into her as deep as he could go, her hands pressed hard against the magical barrier separating them from a tumble into nothingness. Her cunt was slick with her juices as he pounded as deep as he could and each thrust caused her perfect ass to jiggle and bounce.


For a while they stood there, the only sound the wet slapping of their coupling as Tal’zod fucked his latest conquest. He took his time, making sure she knew that he would have her for however long she wished. He wanted to quell any ideas that being busy would keep the girls from getting railed by him. Still, he could not keep himself held back forever. He leaned forward, reaching around and gripping her small breasts in his hands as he slammed in one final time before climaxing. He felt her shudder despite herself as his cock twitched inside her hole, spraying her insides with his seed to the point it was leaking around his shaft and down her legs. He held her there for a few minutes, twitching every now and then and leaking another drop of cum inside her, before finally pulling away with a groan, “Dere we go. Perfect.”


The Navigator quickly grabbed the pants and underwear, which had dropped to one of her ankles during the hard encounter but miraculously remained on her, before pulling them up her body. She seemed unbothered by his seed leaking out of her pussy or the fact that most of it was still inside of her. Tal’zod idly noted that her hand prints were still visible against the shielding, a solid gold reminder for the next little while of her action.


She looked at him with that same calm expression and said, “I hope you are satisfied?”


Tal’zod chuckled, “You are da strangest woman on dis ship, you know dat?”


She cocked her head, “Why do you say that?”


“You are just so clinical about everything. Anyway yes, I am satisfied with your performance. Please feel free to get back to your console.”


She nodded, “Thank you, sir.”


The Navigator stepped past him, moving back to the console on legs that only shook slightly from the effort. Tal’zod walked with her, intent on retrieving his robe from the floor and leaving her be, when a familiar voice called from the stairs.


“Halie? What in the Light’s name were you doing with the ship just now! We were moving way too fast and broke a half dozen transistor shards in the process. What would demand such speed!”


The thick form of another Lightforged Draenei, wearing her customary overalls (and from the looks of it, nothing underneath still,) stepped up onto the deck, her face scrunched in annoyance. When she saw Tal’zod standing up near the control panel, naked and dick still slick with the combined juices of his previous encounter, her eyes darted away and she blushed furiously.


“Keora,” said the Navigator, who Tal’zod now knew was Halie, “I apologize for the rough trip. I was interrupted during transit by the master and had to do some quick work to make sure we got to our destination without the ship tearing itself apart.”


Her candid response caused both of the others on the bridge to blink in surprise. Tal’zod had never heard any of the sisters refer to him as “master” while talking to another of the Lightforged.


Keora, the mechanic he had never bothered with the name of either, nodded and said, “Oh, I see. Well, no harm then, Halie. Thanks for doing what you could to keep us safe given the circumstances.”


She turned, no doubt intending to take that gorgeous thick body of hers back down to the engine room, when Tal’zod called out, “Hold up dere, darlin’.”


She froze, her body still facing away from him as she tensed, “Y-yes, sir?”


“Don’t you want to take a look out da beautiful view?” he asked, waving a hand to the balcony.


She turned, trying hard to keep her body from shaking from the looks of it, “I should be getting back to the engine room, sir. I have to replace those shards and--”


He cut her off with a wave of his hand, “Nonsense, come take a look.” He gave the last part a bit more of a forceful tone, letting her know it was a command.


Thankfully, these Lightforged were very well trained soldiers and she knew an order when she heard it. She quickly stepped up and moved to look out at Torentus. Her body was still stiff as Tal’zod walked up behind her, his hands grasping her shoulders as he murmured into her ear, “Tell me what you think of da view, darlin’.”


She swallowed once before replying, “It is beautiful, as always, Sir.”


He nodded, his hands sliding forward to the clasps on her overalls. He unsnapped them with expert skill and watched as they fell away, revealing her massive breasts and hanging around her wide waist, “I think so too. Such a perfect view. Wiggle out of those, would you?”


She closed her eyes and let out a deep shuddering sigh of resignation. Her hands hooked the coveralls and she pushed them down, her horns almost scraping the shielding as she stripped down and revealed her thick booty to the bridge.


“Curious,” said Halie, eyeing the pair, “Have you not already had sex with Keora?”


Tal’zod was surprised that Keora could get any redder, but she said nothing. He turned back to look at the Navigator with a smile, “Oh yes,we have. But I have an idea I wanted to try and her gorgeous body is perfect for my test.”


Halie glanced down to his cock, which was already swelling again, and cocked an eyebrow, “I have never heard of a being as virile as you, sir.”


“Never change, Halie,” he replied, turning his attention back to the very embarrassed mechanic. He stepped up behind her, much like he had done to Halie, but instead of bending her over he pushed her up against the forcefield, pushing her breasts against the magical barrier. He could see the faint glow beneath where her body was pushed against the field and smiled to himself, “Perfect. Stick out your ass, darling.”


She did as he asked, her hooves clicking against the stone as she adjusted herself and stuck her large ass out for him. It pressed against his pelvis, his cock slipping along her lips and between her thighs. He could feel her slickness, she was still as horny as ever, as he slowly grinded his shaft against her, “Tell me, darling, did my cum take?”


She shook a bit and swallowed, “I-I don’t know, sir. Please, I need to get back to work.”


He sighed, slipping his cock back and letting the tip slip between her lips before thrusting forward into her slowly, “You girls need to learn dat you are here dis week for one thing; to please me. Dat means whatever else you have going on can wait.”


He began to fuck her then, in much the same way he had fucked Halie a few moments before. His thrusts pushed the thicker Lightforged harder against the shielding. He made a point of getting as much of her body pressed against the barrier as possible, grunting as he pounded away with his already slick cock into her deep tunnel. The sounds the pair made as he bottomed out in her were much louder than the ones he had made with the Navigator. Being able to fully insert himself into Keora’s cunt allowed their bodies to slap together loudly again and again.


Despite her desire to be anywhere but here, Keora proved to be just as conflicted with her body as before. Frequent moans escaped her lips no matter how hard she tried to stifle them. Her body shook with each deep, hard thrust and she cried out fully in pleasure as she shook with climax at least once. Tal’zod could feel Halie glancing over at them every now and then, her controlled demeanour breaking slightly under the sight of her sister being pounded by the Troll that had forced them all into this situation.


He lasted far longer with Keora than he did with Halie. Having cum so recently kept him from exploding quickly, which was part of the reason he was fucking her. He tried not to get a repeat performance from any of the girls, but he had to admit that the opportunity had been perfect. He was happy to pound hard into her again and again for far longer than their first time. He barely slowed when her pussy clenched around him. He counted at least three forced orgasms from the Mechanic by the time he finally slammed deep into her and came again. He pressed his body hard against hers, pinning her firmly against the shield as he pulsed and unloaded inside of her for the second time. Her eyes were rolled back up in her head, at least from the half of her face he could see that was laying against the barrier. With a grunt of exhaustion he pulled away, slipping out of her quickly and spraying a final strand of his seed along her ass. He stumbled back a bit, the effort of two hard climaxes causing his heart to pound and requiring a few good gulps of air to steady himself. He felt like he had just completed the running of the Gnomes and had to take a moment to collect his breath.


Keora slumped to the ground as well, panting heavily. Her ass fell against the deck as she collapsed backwards in a heap. It took her a few moments to catch her breath as well and when she finally looked up she gasped at what she saw.


The shield which she had been slammed up against had imprinted her body along its surface. An incredibly detailed outline of the thick Lightforged and her crushed breasts was etched along the magical barrier, glowing a soft gold. Judging by the slightly faded hand prints that were still visible a few feet away, her image would be stuck there for a while.


Tal’zod looked back to Halie, “Be a dear and bring me my robe, will you?”


Halie nodded, hitting a few buttons before reaching down and scooping up the blue and red robe he wore. She walked it over to him and he held out his arms. She took the cue and dressed him quickly, her face still the same mask of stoicism. He cinched it up himself and smiled, “Thank you dear.”


Keora had managed to recover at this point, picking herself up and slipping on her overalls again. Her face was still beat red as she turned on him, “Now everyone is going to see that! Light, I am so embarrassed!”


Tal’zod laughed, already heading for the stairs once again, “I’m sure you are. Halie, make sure everyone knows whose body dat is when dey ask, okay?”


Keora sputtered with livid rage but the navigator nodded, “As you wish, master.”


As the troll went down the stairs, he heard the mechanic arguing with Halie, “Why do you do that? Don’t call that asshole master unless he commands it.”


Halie’s reply was as callous as ever, “But that is the deal we made. He is our master for the week. I will not insult him and ruin our deal in the process.”


He had to smile at that, He wondered if the other girls would hear about that and heed Halie’s words. He honestly didn’t care if they did call him master without his prompting. There was something highly enjoyable about correcting their behavior as he was plowing into them. Halie had also been right about one thing; not even he could last forever. Not without help. He decided he would make a trip back to his room and spend a bit of time recharging his mojo before he moved on to his next conquest.


He was sure the girls would enjoy a half an hour free from worry before he started the lottery up again.