The Female Warrior Trainee

"I will make real soldiers out of you, weaklings!" barked the Blackrock orc commander who watched over the training recruits, giving them an annoyed stare every time he saw a mistake. The veteran was circling around the training camp with a frown face, clearly disgusted at what he was seeing. He had fought many battles for the Horde and saw it as his duty to keep his men as strong as he was himself.


"What an annoying idiot. Always babbling about honor, strength and duty! Don't these orcs ever have fun?" complained Natasha to her fellow blood elf friend, rolling her eyes as she heard the orc's thunderous voice.


"What did you say, girl?" the veteran asked, noticing that she hadn't realized he was listening.


"Oh, the old man has a good ear!" said Natasha, a mix of mockery and annoyance in her face.


The orc laughed. "I see you're daring, blood elf. How about I teach you some manners?"


At that point, every one of the recruits had stopped to watch the scene, not one of them wishing to be in her skin.


"In my ranks every single soldier has to learn how to be bold and adamant, how to take a hit without flinching" the orc continued, making a sign with his hands to demand that a female orc recruit come close to him. 


"Gokra, give me your best punch!" He barked, removing his helmet to show his face.


The female orc hesitated for a moment, right before throwing a powerful punch to his face.


The commander smiled, spitting some blood and laughing. The recruits observed the scene, appalled at his unflinching reaction.


"The next one is you, Thorkos!" He said, signaling to a young male tauren and pointing to his own face, as if demanding another punch. The recruit was very muscular and, for a moment, he, too, hesitated.


"Come on, stop being a girl!" The orc commanded, once again demanding a punch.


After a few seconds of preparation, the tauren threw a punch with all of his might. Just like had happened before, to the surprise of the whole training grounds, all the reaction given by the commander was a laugh and some blood.


"Okay, okay! Now is your time, girl!" He said, pointing at Natasha.


As the blood elf came across the training grounds, the orc noticed her curves. She was a slender and beautiful redhead woman, the kind that every man would notice if she was around. He smirked as she approached, removing his chest piece and his belt to show off his muscular chest and his advantaged bulge.


"Give me your best hit, girl!" He said with his usual arrogant tone, once again giving his face for a punch with a grin in his lips.


"As you wish, commander" she replied with a grin of her own, right before her attack. But what followed was not what everyone was expecting. She wouldn't give him a punch, but something else.


Noticing his open stance, Natasha went straight for a kick right between the legs, with all of the power that she could muster. For a moment that seemed to last an eternity, the orc observed as her right foot flew straight to his massive bulge, unable to protect his family jewels.


He let out a howl of pain, falling to his knees and clutching his manhood. "Bitch!" He spat with a pained voice, seeing stars as he went to the floor.


"Oops, it looks like a knockout!" Said Natasha with a mocking tone, looking down at the man crumbled on the floor. A few laughs were heard from the crowd, from a female recruit who could not hold herself. The males, on the other hand, put their own hands over their groin as if feeling his pain.


"You traitorous bastard!" The orc growled as he was writhing in pain, still holding himself.


"Excuse me, I was just being a girl! And you didn't ask for a punch, you asked for a hit!" She said with a giggle, looking around to see the reactions while putting her foot on his back, delighted at what she saw.


"I hope you have learned your lesson, big boy!" She said as she turned around to leave the training grounds, never again to return. "Men! can't even accept a defeat to a girl!"