Beauty Among Beasts

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Sarissa of Eldergrove was the kind of beautiful princess you read about in fairy tales, except she didn’t have the benevolent personality. She had the looks though, looks that not even a goddess could match. Her long, silver-blonde hair reached down to her lower back. Her features were soft and symmetrical, her eyes a sparkling blue, like two pools glistening in the moonlight. She was tall and slender, but not too skinny, with modest but perky breasts and a lithe waist. Tonight she wore a sparkling silvery-blue gown that reflected the moonlight and clung to her form.

She was simply not the type of Princess you turned down.

She could not fathom how she could be rejected… and for a commoner no less! Sarissa wiped angry tears from her face as she continued galloping forward on her horse.

She’d ridden away from the castle screaming like a banshee about how she needed to be alone and not to follow her. Sarissa had never acted with such defiance before, so her parents were slow to react. They almost couldn’t fathom how their goody-two-shoes daughter would ever stray too far, and they wanted to give her some time to calm down and let her return on her own time. At least that’s what Sarissa figured, since she hadn’t run into any guard yet and the sun was just about starting to set. It was time to return home.

Had been time to return home for some time now as a matter of fact.

The problem was, Sarissa wasn’t quite sure of the direction.

Gods, this was so embarrassing… an elf lost in the forest! She would never hear the end of it. There’d be snickering behind her back for weeks, she was sure of it. Worse than that, she was starting to hear strange noises. Calls of wild beast? Sarissa barely left the castle grounds let alone ventured into the interior of the forest. She did not like this feeling of uncertainty, of helplessness, of the unknown. Night was falling and she was beginning to get afraid.

Eventually, she spotted a fire in the distance. Civilization! It must be a settlement within her lands, Sarissa surmised, no way had she gotten that lost to have left her family’s kingdom, right?

For a brief second, she considered asking them for directions, but then she saw who, or rather, what they were once she overlooked the encampment below from a rounded hilltop. Orcs! Giant, hulking man--beasts! Sarissa had never seen one in person before. She’d had the misfortune of meeting a half-orc a few years back, but his ghastliness was nothing compared to these brutes.

Sarissa hoped they hadn’t spotted her. She may have let out a small yelp upon spotting them. Where the sounds of her horse’s hoofs going to give her away? Nonetheless, she swung her horse around and started back the way she’d come. She may be a sheltered princess, but even she knew better than to approach a band of any men alone, let alone brutish, thuggish, orcs!

At the soft sound of footfalls on the forest floor, several of the orcs gathered around the fire snapped to attention, quickly standing and staring into the darkness. Klaggan, the leader of this small band of part-time hunters and part-time brigands, hadn’t heard the sound himself, but he reacted quickly.

“Takkar,” he whispered, and jerked his head to the left. Another whisper and nod sent Chagar around to the right. Both scouts moved silently through the forest, while the other six men in their band started slowly making their way toward the source of the sound. The large orcs knew how to move quietly, but when they got close, they could tell that their quarry heard them. Not before Klaggan saw what they were following, though: an elf woman! And she looked wealthy, too. That gown, like liquid moonlight, must’ve cost a pretty penny.

And judging by where she started riding toward to get away from them, she hadn’t noticed Takkar. She wasn’t able to get her horse into a gallop in the thickly wooded forest, so it was easy for the orc scout to step unseen from behind one of the trees and stop the horse with a strong hand on the reins. The orcs following laughed at her screams of terror. They wondered what she was so afraid of. It wasn’t like they would kill her. What use was an elf-corpse? They had other plans…

Her horse was frightened, and it tried to look behind it at the orcs closing in, as well as pull away from the scout holding its reins. It didn’t make any headway, though, and soon all eight of the orc-men surrounded the elfmaid. Klaggan spoke, his deep, booming voice kept low in the dark late evening light of the forest.

“Ha ha ha! Go ahead n’ step down, elf. No need fer ya horse to get hurt whiles we pull ya down.”

His wide, hungry smile never wavered while the elf-woman considered his demand, but he knew she’d see she had no choice. They’d pull her down if they had to, though, and make sure the horse didn’t get any good kicks in in the process.

Once she was on the ground, Diglar and Pattak would grasp her slender arms in their meaty fists for the walk back to camp. Klaggan let them go first so the whole crew could see their hands occasionally stroke and squeeze her soft, pale body as they walked.

Sarissa didn't notice the threat until it was too late. It the darkness, she didn't notice the orc until he had halted her horse's movement. She gasped as a group of orcs gathered around her and Starfire in a matter of moments, a handful of whom as tall as her horse.

“Ha ha ha! Go ahead n’ step down, elf. No need fer ya horse to get hurt whiles we pull ya down.” One of them suggested in a booming voice.

Well, that certainly wasn't going to happen. Sarissa held tight to the reins of her horse. "Go, Starfire! Go!" She demanded, but her horse was anxious. Starfire was skittish. Sarissa was scared. These orc men were intimidating and she wanted to go home.

As the group of orcs surrounded her, Starfire reared in fright. Sarissa nearly fell from her horse. She gripped the reins tighter as Starfire fell back to all fours, but her grip might as well have been a baby's in comparison to the strength of the orcs.

One of them grabbed her by the ankle and yanked her over to one side. Sarissa screeched as the orc ripped her from her horse and into his arms. Another did the same to her other arm, their grips like iron cuffs.

They began to drag her forward.

"Let go off me! Do you know who I am?" She demanded fiercely. She kicked up her feet in a terrified rage. "I am Sarissa of Eldergrove Forest and I insist you release me at once!"

The group of orcs just laughed and carried her onward. The two carrying her began to violate her pure body. Their hands caressed her sides up to her breasts then down to her ass, squeezing her feminine curves. Sarissa thought she might die right then.

"Release me at once!!" She screeched, loud enough to rattle the trees. When that brought about no response, she just started screaming. Surely someone would hear her and come to her rescue? How far could she have possibly gotten from home? This couldn't be happening; it had to be a nightmare.

The orcs carried her into the center of their camp, despite her kicks and protests. They laughed at her objections, and instead of the two carrying her taking their hands off her, more orcs walked closer, their thick, strong fingers reaching under her dress and pawing directly at her tits. All pretense was gone as they openly groped her all the way into the camp.

“Alight, boys, it’s the stocks fer her!”

Once they got there, Sarissa would see a board nailed between two posts, at just above waist height. Two orcs grabbed her hands and held them to the board, while two more got thick leather ropes to tie her hands down. It was painless, but very secure. She couldn’t move her hands at all, and the board was low enough, and her hands spread apart far enough, that she couldn’t fully stand straight up even after the orcs carrying her released her.

Klaggan stepped around in front of her, smiling into Sarissa’s bright, blue eyes. “Not every day we get a pretty elf ‘round ‘ere.” He leered at her, and groped her chest shamelessly. He hummed in satisfaction at the feel of the round orbs he found underneath her shimmering gown. “We’ll have some fun with you later.” After that he walked off, and the orcs seemed to ignore her for a time.

"Did you not hear me? I said I am the Princess of Eldergrove," Sarissa said, shocked. She knew orcs were dumb, but she figured they'd at least know what the word Princess meant. As more orcs surrounded her, she continued, "If you don't let me go right now, my father's best knights will be here soon to kill you all, I swear it!"

Though her threat was deadly, it was as if she'd said nothing at all. More orcs started pawing at her body now, their grimy, thick fingers marring her moonlit flesh. Sarissa gasped in horror as the orcs ran their hands up her dress, ripping parts of it, just to grope at her naked breasts.

"LET ME GO!" she screeched as they reached the camp. Again, she was ignored. Their leader instructed the others to tie her to the stocks.

"What?! Don't be ridiculous!"

But the orcs moved fast despite their size and had Sarissa bent over and bound to the board in a matter of moments, despite how wildly she thrashed in their arms. Their leader bent down in front of her and grinned, complimented her looks. He grabbed her breasts suddenly, causing her to yelp in surprise. His promise to have fun with her later filled her with dread.

After that, he and the rest of the orcs left her alone. Sarissa tried to pull her hands free, but whenever she tried the ropes just seemed to get even tighter. She groaned in frustration and stomped her foot. After wrestling with the ropes for several more minutes Sarissa gave up and decided to use her energy for screaming instead.

"Help! Help me! Somebody! Please!" Sarissa cried out until she went hoarse. How had the orcs ignored her for so long? Sarissa did not appreciate being ignored. After some more screaming, Sarissa decided enough was enough and tried to get the orcs attention.

"Hey orcs!" she yelled. When there was no response, she called louder, "Hey ugly! Yes, I am talking to you. Hello, greenish grey men. Hey!!" Nothing. Sarissa growled in frustration, seething with rage. Today could not have gone any worse! First, her betrothed rejected her, and now these orcs, who'd started out so incredibly aggressive with their interest, were just going about their normal orc business as if they hadn't just captured a beautiful elven princess. She demanded parley and she demanded it now. How dare they capture a princess and then have the audacity to ignore her!

After they ate dinner, the band of orcs eventually scattered far enough as they went about their day that Chagar, the leaner, more compact scout was able to get close enough to speak to Sarissa alone. He crouched in front of the stocks and admired the elf, parts of her he wouldn’t normally be able to see visible through her torn dress, and his green fingers ran through the high, black mohawk on top of his head.

“Ey, ya hungry?”

He shushed her as soon as she replied. “Nobodies can see me talkin’ ta ya, kay? Boss said ta leave da elf alone.”

He held up a roasted chicken leg. If Sarissa accepted his help he would have to hold it to her lips and let her bite the meat off the bone. “I can’t take ya hands off da stocks. Too risky.”

Chagar had two more chicken legs with him, and he would be happy to give Sarissa all of them. Afterward, he left and came back with a waterskin, holding it while she drank from it. If she wanted something else that he could manage to get for her, he’d consider it, but clothing or freedom were off the table.

“I can’t get ya out, is too risky, but I might know a way ta make tings a little better fer ya…”

He looked chagrined, but he kept talking. “Look, da crew, most of us’ns never been wit a elf, before. They ain’t gonna take it goof if’n ya get out. At least, not before they has their fun.”

He was trying to give her good advice, to help her make her way in this new turn her life had taken.

“But! If’n ya make it good fer ‘em...maybe they say okay, ya can go, right?”

His head bounced back and forth on his neck, trying to make it sound like a casual suggestion.

“Ya calls ‘em over, tell ‘em ya wanna suck they cock, let ‘em stick it in ya a bit, be a good girl about it, ya know? Then maybe I can put in a good word fer ya.”

Sarissa was relieved when one of the orc's finally paid attention to her, but his dark eyes were an assault to her exposed skin. When he offered to feed her like an animal Sarissa humphed and turned her face away from him even as her stomach growled. She didn't accept the water either. She would never accept this completely undignified behavior.

The orc started giving her advice, suggesting that if she just gave in to them, he'd put in a good word for her to their leader and maybe they'd let her go.

Sarissa's eye widened in disbelief at the audacity of this orc. Her mouth fell open in a highly unladylike manner. To think she would ask to... ugh! She couldn't even bear the thought let alone entertain it!

"How dare you?!" she all but shouted. She stomped her feet angrily on the ground and her bound hands clawed the wood. "To think I would degrade myself in such a way!"

She was appalled, but she knew that now was her chance to bargain while she had one of the orcs alone. She forced herself to look into the brute's eyes and tried to look slightly less disgusted. "I've got a better idea. If you help me escape and get back to the castle, I'll put in a good word for you to my father, the King, and he'll reward you handsomely for saving me."

Sarissa wasn't sure if this was a lie or not. More likely she'd ask her father to execute him regardless, but hopefully he was too stupid to think that far ahead.

The orc quailed at Sarissa’s outburst. His tusky green head was on a swivel, checking to make sure none of his co-conspirators had heard her. He was breathing quickly, and only more so after Sarissa offered him a reward.

“Oh, no no no no nonono…” His voice was breathy and irregular, and he slunk a few more feet away, like he was terrified of even being close to such a suggestion. He crouched further down into the dirt like he was trying to disappear in case one of them found him. He didn’t even seem to consider Sarissa’s offer.

“I couldn’t do that. There be no way that Klaggan would let me live if’n I helped ya escape. The only way is t’ cooper-ate. Ya sure I can’t talk ya into playin’ nice?”

He looked at her with a nervous smile and hope in his dark eyes, but his posture was still wary and agitated.

Sarissa sighed, exasperated. The orc didn't even seem to consider her proposition. "If by "playing nice" you mean having sex with you all, then absolutely not!! I am a princess and need to remain pure. If you or any of your brutish friends touch me I swear you will regret it," she snarled.

Sarissa's threat was empty, but she banked on the orc not realizing that. Because the truth was she had no way to contact home and had no idea if rescue was nearby, so if the orcs wanted to steal her virginity and fuck her from dusk till dawn there was no one to stop them...

…Why had that thought just send a jolt of heat straight to her core? Sarissa physically shook her head in revulsion at her body's reaction to such a dirty thought. She was a dignified, beautiful, pure princess. She would never accept this, especially not get aroused by, a subpar species.

She gave the orc one last plea, staring into his beady eyes, "Please, help me escape. We'll be long gone by the time the rest of your friends get back. Please… I promise you will not regret it! You'll be rich for the rest of your days!"

The orc sighed, and stood up. It was like his body unfolded, his entire demeanor changing with the change in posture. Gone was the snivelling, cowardly orc, and in its place was a scout, leaner, smaller than the others, but still larger than any elf. He was strong, and confident, and when he called out to the others, his voice was low and powerful.

“Sorry, Chief! I tried Good Orc! Didn’t work!”

Grumbles came from the camp, their sources hidden. Then, an even deeper, more booming voice called back. It was Klaggan, the apparent leader of this band.

“Try Bad Orc!”

Chagar’s face scrunched up in confusion, his lips deforming around his tusks. He had to think for a few seconds before answering his chief.

“Me? I thought tha’ human said it need t’ be two diff’rent orcs?”

Klaggan scoffed, still hidden behind something. “Whadda humans know? Jus’ do it!”

Chagar shrugged, and turned back to Sarissa, towering over her this time. He pulled his hand back and slapped her across the face, not hard enough to break the skin or cause severe bruising, but hard enough to hurt, badly.

He leaned down toward her reddening face, his breath hot and heavy against her sensitive skin. “Ya had ya chance t’ be rewarded for cooper-atin’. Now all ya get is NOT hit.”

He reached down and pulled his thick, green cock out of his pants. It was large, even limp.

“Suckit. ‘N’ don’ even think about bitin’, or I’ll cut off a part a ya we don’ care about, yahears?”

"You tricked me!" Sarissa pouted as the camp resounded with groans from this brute's fellow orcs at the realization she was not going to make this easy for them.

Their leader insisted his underling try 'Bad Orc' next. At this request, the demeanor of the orc in front of her completely changed. He was ugly enough before, but now he looked menacing to match.

The slap to her face was so shocking and painful Sarissa almost started crying. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes. No one ever dared talk back to her, let alone put a harsh hand on her! The slap brought a hearty dose of reality to Sarissa's situation, but what really brought it home was the reveal of the orc's thick, meaty cock. Gods, this couldn't be happening to her! It just couldn't!

Sarissa changed her tune. She craned her neck to look up at the orc, ignoring the cock in her face. He was glaring down at her, his harsh, putrid breath fanning her perfect face. "Please… please don't make me…"

Sarissa had never seen a cock before. It was really quite grotesque and strange. It looked soft, but it was wide and thick.

He ignored her and thrust his cock towards her mouth, threatening to mutilate her if she didn't comply. Sarissa sniveled, realizing at last there wasn't a way out of his.

Holding her breath, crying a little, she moved in on him, mouth opening wide to accommodate his girth. Hesitantly, she too the greenish-grey cockhead into her petite mouth. The taste wasn't as awful as she'd expect an orc to taste, but that didn't mean it was pleasent! He smelled of sweat and musk and dirt and beast. Sarissa let out a soft sound of protest but didn't dare bite.

She took his instruction to suck it literally and started to suck hard on the head as if trying to melt it in her mouth like a chocolate treat. The spoiled princess had no idea what she doing. She knew of intercourse, but that was reserved for marriage. She was so pure and naive to the world that she didn't even have a name for what this orc was forcing her to do. All she knew was it was grosteque. All she could do was continue sucking on his cockhead like her life depended on it.

Sarissa whimpered a little around him when she felt his cock start to get harder in her mouth, despite her complete lack of technique. She still couldn't believe this was actually happening to her.

“Ooh, ‘at’s lots bettah,” Chagar said, followed by a low moan and then an excited shout. “She’s gettin’ on board, boys!”

The other orcs emerged from behind a few of the tents. Despite Chagar’s size, they were all bigger, and the hungry glee on their faces was a clue to what they planned to do with her, as were the thick, green cocks they fished out of their hide pants.

“Ha-ha! Good workin’ there, Chagar!” The biggest orc of all put a hand on the scout’s shoulder as Sarissa sucked on his shaft. Then, he bent down and put his amber eyes on Sarissa’s blue ones.

“I know he said ya wadn’t gonna get treated good fer doin’ this now, but if ya do a real good job, maybe I’d rethink it.” He took his cock, the thickest and longest of them all, and rubbed it against Sarissa’s cheek. The head slapped against her cheek, and slid from just under her eye to her chin, and back again. He was still flaccid, but he was just beginning to harden when he took his hand off his dick and just left it pressed against the elf’s face.

Klaggan stared down at her face, lips wrapped around his scout’s cock, and smiled. “There’s lotsa rewards fer being our good little slut, ya know?” He turned his head to look behind Sarissa. “Takkar, give ‘er a taste of what I’m talkin’ about.”

The other scout, Takkar, had the smallest cock of any of the orcs, but it would still feel huge as he pressed the head against her lower lips and started rubbing it up and down.

Sarissa grunted in protest around the thick helm of Chagar's thick cock when he said she was getting on board. She most certainly was not! She was sucking his cock for her life right now.

Her eyes widened in horror as the rest of the orcs emerged from seemingly nowhere. They all looked hungry, pulling down trousers and taking out cocks. Everywhere she looked was cock. Sarissa whimpered as they approached. Their cocks were ginormous.

Her vision was suddenly obscured by Klaggan. His amber eyes were burning and he was grinning. He was clearly enjoying this. He draped his huge, heavy cock over her face as she continued to suck on Chagar’s cockhead obediently.

“There’s lotsa rewards fer being our good little slut, ya know? Takkar, give ‘er a taste of what I’m talkin’ about.”

“Mmh” Sarissas groaned in weak protest. How dare he call her a slut! How dare he speak to her this way! Then her outrage quadrupled as she felt the heat from Takkar’s body as he leaned over her and pushed her torn dress aside. She whimpered and shook in anticipation and then --- oh gods he was really doing it! Sarissa felt a sudden pressure against her center.

She wrenched her mouth off of Clagan and shouted, “Don't you dare! That is most certainly NOT a reward!" Sarissa insisted. She wiggled her hips in an attempt to dislodge Takkar, but all that served to do was rub him harder against her core.

How the orc leader thought it was any sort of reward to have a disgusting orc cock pressed against her center was baffling. Sarissa had only ever felt the pressure of her own hand; it was foreign and beastly to have this monster's cock pressing against her like this… starting to rub up and down… Why was she getting damp?

"Let go of me, you beasts!" She screamed. Sarissa started bucking her hips against the orc, trying to break free, but all that served was to bring him closer, so she stopped squirming quickly. It didn’t matter though, because Takkar was still grinding his hips against her, sliding his cock up and down her labia. Sarissa's pussy was hot against Takkar’s rock hard cock. Her sex was starting to leak around him as he rubbed her repeatedly up and down.

Sarissa ignored the slow but steady rising excitement between her legs. She gritted her teeth, trying to fight the pleasure. Her mind and pride hoped Takkar would not penetrate her, but her body was begging him too.

“She’s gettin’ wet, chief!” Takkar called out from behind Sarissa.

Klaggan laughed, a deep, booming rumble, with his cock still plastered against the side of Sarissa’s face. “Ya can’t lie with ya cunt, elf. She knows wot she likes!” He looked down at her face. “An’ she likes orc cock!” He laughed again.

Several more chuckles sounded around her, but the orcs she could see had much more serious expressions on their tusked faces. Hungry, impatient expressions. Meanwhile, behind her, Takkar pushed in, taking Sarissa’s virginity. Despite the orcs’ brutality, he was gentle until she’d had time to grow accustomed to the intrusion. Then, however, his treatment got rougher. His hands wrapped around her hips and he pounded his cock deep inside her warm channel.

Klaggan turned his face toward the orc whose cock was in Sarissa’s mouth. “Chagar? Why ya ain’t cum yet? Ya hoggin’ her gob?”

Chagar gave the chief a sheepish look. “Her mouth’s tight ‘n’ wet, chief, but she’s barely movin’! ‘N’ she keeps takin’ it out to yell at us fer fuckin’ ‘er!”

Klaggan thought for a moment before sliding his thick, green fingers through Sarissa’s perfect silvery blonde hair, holding her head still. “Jus’ fuck ‘er face, then! Ya can take ya time when the boys’ve had they turns. She’ll need the practicin’ if we is gonna sell ‘er.”

Any objection Sarissa had would be muffled by Chagar’s cock as he took his chief’s advice and started fucking her face in earnest.

Sarissa felt so humiliated when Takkar announced to the others she was getting wet. Klaggan led the others in laughter - she felt the rumbles even way down in his cock that was draped over her pretty face. His amber eyes smiled down at her in a confident, cocky was as he told her her cunt couldn't lie. She clearly wanted orc cock.

"No! I don't like it! I don't!" The princess wailed. She felt Chagar's cock prod against her lips, trying to slip back inside.

She shook her head violently in revulsion even as a strange wave of lust hit her at his words. She was supposed to be a noble princess, but she was just a plaything to them. She shuddered under the weight of their collective gaze, their lust having gained an urgency to it. They were getting impatient.

Takarr entered her, the tip of his cock sliding past her lower lips and into her opening. Sarissa squealed in protest even as her warm, wet hole welcomed him inside. He pressed inside slowly, his big cock sliding inside inch by thick inch. Sarissa gasped at the sensation. She clawed at the wood to which her hands were bound. He pulled back just as slowly and intently as he’d gone in, forcing Sarissa to savor every last inch of him. She breathed heavily and whimpered. He slid in and out of her steadily, a little deeper with each thrust, opening her up to him.

In time, the shock subsided and her body relaxed. Only then did he begin to pick up speed… and force. Takarr grasped her hips to hold her firmly in place as he started pounding into her faster.

“Ah! Oh gods! Oh gods!” Sarissa cried. The ferocity of his thrusts hurt, but the shock of having her virginity stolen by an orc hurt more… and the shock of realizing it was starting to feel just a little, tiny, tiny bit good was worse.

Despite her loud wails from Takkar’s hard fucking, Sarissa was keen to Chagar and Klaggan’s conversation and Klaggan’s thick fingers running through her silverly blonde hair. She gasped loudly when they spoke of selling her, protests on the tip of her tongue, but they were cut off by the impact of Chagar’s cock. He was much more insistent than before. He forced his cockhead past her pouting lips and inside her mouth. But he didn’t stop with just the cockhead this time. To Sarissa’s dismay, he pushed in deeper, choking her a bit, before pulling out again. Chagar started to fuck her mouth like Takarr was fucking her pussy. Sarissa could no longer suck on it as she had in the beginning, for Chagar was pistoning his cock in and out of her mouth rapidly.

Sarissa choked around his cock. She didn’t know how to suck cock properly and breathe at the same time. She made desperate gasps for breath in between thrusts. Spit dangled from her lips to her chin as Chagar used her mouth for his pleasure. To her horror, her pussy got wetter around Takkar as the two orcs used her and the rest drew in closer. All the while their leader Klaggan combed his fingers through her hair.

One of the other orcs reached under Sarissa to grope her hanging tits. One of the others pulled at her dress from above, gripping it roughly and tearing it open all down her back.Two more tears at her shoulders ripped it off her body completely.

Laughter sounded around her as the orcs took in the sight. The two scouts kept pumping until Takkar grunted and stilled after a particularly deep thrust into Sarissa’s pussy. He growled in satisfaction and gave her pert ass a slap that felt playful to him but was most likely painful to the elf.

“Oh, she feels great, chief!”

As he pulled out, Chagar reached his own climax, burying Sarissa’s lips in his rough pubes as he deposited his own seed deep in her throat. He, too, pulled out, and all the orcs enjoyed the sight of the thick, white cum dripping out of both ends of the scandalized princess.

“May be hope fer ya yet, princess,” Klaggan roared with a guttural laugh. “Alright, let’s get three of ya goin’, yeah? Dutlag! Use some of the sataseed oil.”

As more of the orcs stepped closer, Sarissa would notice that, as long and thick as Takkar and Chagar’s cocks had been, they were the smallest of the orcs, by far. The orc that stepped in front of her face was likely to bust her lip once he was hard, but he apparently considered getting him hard to be Sarissa’s job.

The orc behind her was already hard when his tip pressed against her dripping slit, but at a nod from Klaggan, he pulled his hips away to grip Sarissa by the waist and turn her sideways. He lifted her legs into the air and pressed again against her cunt.

He slowly, carefully pushed his much larger cock inside her, and as the tip popped past her entrance, Sarissa would also feel a thick finger begin to rub a thick oil against her asshole.

More rough, strong hands grabbed at Sarissa's body. One orc fondled her tits, which, though modest, were swaying wildly from Takkar's forceful thrusts. Others worked quickly on her shimmering elegant dress, tearing it in three. The fabric fell slowly to the ground. Sarissa's hands balled into angry fists as best they could against the wood she was bound too.

Her body was now fully revealed to the beasts, and it only made them hungrier. She was thin but soft in all the right places. Her small pink nipples were like hard little pebbles. Her back was arched, accentuating her slender curves.

At the sight of her naked form, the orcs laughed with delight. Their eyes devoured her petite feminine form. Takkar's thrusts got more frantic. Sarissa screamed around Chagar's cock - spit was falling freely now as he used her face as his personal fuck hole.

She felt Takkar push deeper than ever before inside her. He slapped her ass as he came, crying out about how good she felt. Takkar's hot cum rushed forward, his cock twitching inside her.

"MMM!!" Sarissa cried in pain and protest, though her cries were muffled by Chagar's cock. She couldn't possibly become pregnant from this, could she? The idea of giving birth to a mutant was worse than being raped! Surely cross-species impregnation was impossible. She didn't know - she never thought she would be in such an outrageous, undignified situation.

As Takkar pulled out of her, Chagar pushed his cock inside her mouth deeper than before, losing himself to orgasm. She felt the head of it breach the top of her throat. Sarissa shook her head side to side, trying to be free of his stinking orc cock as she gagged around his cum. She had no choice but to swallow some of it as he would not let up.

"Mmph, mmm, ugnh..."

When he finally stopped coming he pulled out and Sarissa heaved a great breath of air. She panted and coughed, gasping for breath. She coughed out thick strands of cum. Some dribbled down her chin. Her cunt was dripping too, leaking Takkar's cum onto the forest floor. Leaking from both ends.

“May be hope fer ya yet, princess,” Klaggan roared with a guttural laugh.

Sarissa hated Klaggan's laughter. She scowled at the lot of them, the brutish band of orcs.

“Alright, let’s get three of ya goin’, yeah? Dutlag! Use some of the sataseed oil.”

"Th-three?" Sarissa gasped in utter disbelief, staring up at Klaggan. More of his men stepped closer, closing in around her. Had their cocks grown even bigger? Sarissa was terrified of the large cock the next orc presented her with, swaying it in her face, telling her nonverbally to tend to him. Sarissa turned her head to the side, evading his massive cock.

At the same time, another of the orcs aligned his cock with her opening, still dripping out Takkar's cum. His cock felt too wide, surely an impossible fit, but somehow he was still pushing forward.

"AH! Ah! It hurts! It hurts!" she cried as he pushed his cockhead past her opening, the second orc cock to penetrate her. His was thicker and longer than the other. Sarissa tried to thrash her body away from him but she was being held in place by too many filthy hands to count.

When she felt one of the orc's fingers toying with her asshole, spreading some thick liquid substance on it, Sarissa became more frantic than ever. Her whole body tightened; her pussy clenched around the head of the orc's cock currently inside her.

"No! Please, no! Don't! You're hurting me!" Sarissa screamed louder than she had yet at the threat of having her ass penetrated. She couldn't even fathom how a cock could fit up there, so her cries were in reaction to fingers alone. The spoiled, naïve princess was in for a rude awaking.

“Oh fuck! Do that again!”

“Wot?”

“With ya finger, do it again!”

“Like dis?”

“Oh, fuckyeah! She get real tight-like when ya do it. ‘ere, switch!”

The orc in her cunt pulled out, but his cock was quickly replaced by another. Then, another finger runned more of that grease on her tight little rosebud.

“Oh, fuckin’ ‘ell! That’s tight!”

“Told ya! Now switch back! I wanna feel how tight she gets when it’s ya cock in ‘er ass.”

Sarissa’s complaints and squeals of pain were ignored, except for Klaggan, who encouraged her with his hand on the back of her head, holding her still for the orc in front of her to wedge his now-hard dick between her lips. “There ya go, elf. Good slut, ya are.” His voice was soothing, even if his words weren’t. “Ya’re our good little elf-slut, ain’t ya, princess? Look how good ya’re takin’ these cocks, e’en though it hurts ya. Such a good slut for us…”

His soft words were a contrast to the cocks in two of her holes, and the third that now poked at her last virgin hole.

“Relax ya asshole, good little slut,” Klaggan said, low and soft in her ear. “‘Tis not for ya to keep ‘im out. It’ll only make it hurt, an’ good little sluts don’t get hurt by cocks. Cocks make ‘em feel good. They always want cocks. Just relax…”

The orc at her ass pushed, increasing the pressure on her puckered hole, until the slightest acceptance on her part would allow the head of his thick, green cock to slip past her opening with a pop.”

Sarissa squealed as the orc penetrated her ass with his finger. Her body tightened up again, fighting the intruding finger and cock. The orcs gave no reaction to her cries and instead marveled to each other about how tight she was. Sarissa was granted a brief moment of reprieve when the orc pulled out of her tight pussy, but it was only to switch places with his brethren who’d been toying with her asshole. A new insistent finger pressed warm liquid against her last remaining virgin hole. Her body tightened once again at the unwelcome intrusion and the orc fucking her grunted his appreciation.

“No! Please, please, stop!” Sarissa begged. Klaggan put an end to her pleas when he held her head firmly in place so another orc could slide his cock between her pouty lips. Sarissa was silenced.

“There ya go, elf. Good slut, ya are.” Klaggan praised her softly as the orc started fucking her mouth like Chagar had. He spoke softly to her as his men had their way with her. “Ya’re our good little elf-slut, ain’t ya, princess? Look how good ya’re takin’ these cocks, e’en though it hurts ya. Such a good slut for us…” His breath was heavy in her ear as he urged the once dignified princess to be a good little elf slut and accept the monstrous orc cocks. Oh, but their cocks were so massive, so thick and long, greenish-grey, inhuman, foreign, how could she possibly accept it? And yet…

Klaggan’s vulgar talk had gotten her wetter than ever. Why was his stinking orc breath and gruff soft voice turning her on? Sarissa was horrified she was reacting in this way, but as the orc kept fucking her, eventually her body did relax and accepted more of his cock inside. Sarissa moaned in pained pleasure as the orc kept fucking her with vigor. It was starting to feel a little, teensy bit good, though her body did hesitate again when she felt the probing fingers at her ass get replaced by a thick orc cock!

“Relax ya asshole, good little slut,” Klaggan said, low and soft in her ear. “‘Tis not for ya to keep ‘im out. It’ll only make it hurt, an’ good little sluts don’t get hurt by cocks. Cocks make ‘em feel good. They always want cocks. Just relax…”

Sarissa’s body was still tight for several long moments. She wanted to cry out that they were too big for her to handle, especially the one prodding at her asshole, and that they were surely breaking her - their cocks were much too big for her lithe elvan body, but her mouth was stuffed full of orc cock. Spit hung from her chin as she sputtered around the cock invading her throat, trying to scream, to speak, to breathe properly.

Little by little, her body loosened. Klaggan was right; It was easier to handle once she stopped fighting it. The orc fucking her newly plucked flower was able to slide in deeper, and as he did, so did the orc trying to push into her asshole. His cockhead and several generous inches slipped inside her.

"MMMMPHHMM!!" Sarissa wailed against the cock in her mouth at the insane tightness of her situation. She could feel their monster cocks rubbing against each other from within her. She thought she was a fragile elf, but somehow her body was taking this. Worse yet, it was responding to it. The orc cock sliding in and out of her was finding less and less resistance with every thrust. The little elven maiden was dripping around him, her body working overtime to accommodate such massive cocks inside her tiny elvan body.

Even while she was living it, Sarisa still could not fathom how these orcs were doing this to her. She was - is - a dignified princess! But in this moment that felt like the furthest thing from the truth.

The orcs could feel it when Sarissa started to relax, grunting in approval. Their strokes become rhythmic. They moved their hips in unison, sliding smoothly deep and out again, all three of them. Klaggan stroked her pale hair.

“That’s perfect, slut. I’m sooo proouud of ya,” he purred, his gruff rumble sending tingles down her neck. “Ya’re going to be me very best slut. Yes, ya are.”

His own cock was beginning to stiffen. Every act of submission on her part made it thicker, harder, longer. His was the biggest orc cock of all, practically the thickness of her arm, and it looked like it would stretch all the way up to her tits if he plunged it inside her, but apparently that wasn’t his plan in this moment.

He rubbed his growing erection under her chin, letting her feel its size and blazing warmth. The other orcs started to fll her, their pungent seed dripping from multiple holes, their absence being replaced by the other members of their band, Sarissa’s three holes never empty for long. They stretched and filled her until their drippings coated the ground, seeping between Sarissa’s pink, royal toes.

All the while, Klaggan’s obscenely thick cock remained in contact with some part of her face, it’s green, veiny mass warm against her soft, pale, sensitive skin.

“Ya’re doin’ well, slut. Keep it up, and I might let ya feel this mannificint cock inside one of ya holes...tomorrow….maybe…”

Sarissa’s pain was now being met with pleasure. Equal and opposing forces. Her cries, moans, and chokes were muffled around the current orc fucking her face. Her pussy and ass were being fucked with great insistence on the orcs’ part. They were not gentle. They were using her like a whore! No… worse than a whore… a sex slave!

Their leader, Klaggan, stroked her long, shimmering white gold hair as her body accepted his men’s cocks. He praised her for opening her body up to them.

“That’s perfect, slut. I’m sooo proouud of ya,” he purred, his gruff rumble sending tingles down her neck. “Ya’re going to be me very best slut. Yes, ya are.”

Sarissa whimpered as his cock grew harder and hotter against her face. He ran it under her chin, along her cheek. It’s pungent smell filled her nose as he ran it along her face. It was so warm and heavy.

Soon after the current trio fucking her came, overflowing her small elvan holes with white, thick cum. They each pulled out of her 3 holes with different satisfying popping sounds.

Sarissa gasped for breath during the brief interlude. “Please! Be gentle!” she cried. “Plea--!” Another cock thrust into her mouth, silencing her. The orcs had switched out quickly with another group of three. And so it went, Sarissa’s tiny pink holes getting filled with greenish grey hulking orc cocks.

Sarissa was in disbelief her body was handling this many orc cocks. It was like her mind and body had disconnected - it was the only way to get through a vile moment like this. At least, that is what Sarissa convinced herself as her pussy leaked her juices all over their mammoth cocks.

“Ya’re doin’ well, slut. Keep it up, and I might let ya feel this mannificint cock inside one of ya holes...tomorrow….maybe…”

“MMMM!” Sarissa moaned in fear and desire at the orc leader’s threat. She started thrashing a bit, trying to show her displeasure at that idea. But the orcs fucking her made it hard to move, and attempting to do so just upset the balance of pain and pleasure. Sarissa stopped her struggle quickly. It was so much easier to give in, but she was very afraid of Klaggan’s cock. These orcs currently fucking her were really pushing her limits - surely she’d break if Klaggan decided to fuck her with the same ferocity.

Sarissa’s moan made Klaggan laugh. She was further along than he’d thought: a real slut for orc cock. Oh, the elf was protesting and complaining, but that moan was a dead giveaway. Her body knew what she wanted, and all she had to do was give in.

One thing, one word, one action that proved to her that all that pleasure she felt was because she liked this, and she’d be over the edge. Even if she never admitted it again, they’d be able to leave her untied and she’d be waiting for them to fill her again in the morning, helplessly devoted to orc cock.

Sarissa needed just a little bit of lack, though. The contrast, the emptiness that would show her how much she loved being full. Klaggan pulled her hair up, spreading it out in his hands before wrapping her silvery hair around his shaft, using his hands to squeeze its softness around his shaft. He started slowly stroking himself.

“She’s good, ain’t she, boys?” A chorus of agreement could be heard from all the orcs.

Tippit, in her ass, came first, painted her bowels with his cum. He slowly pulled out, and at a gesture from Klaggan, no one replaced him. Tippit was huge, and Sarissa’s ass gaped at the loss, the cool forest wind blowing deep inside her. Klaggan saw her shiver, and by the reactions of Garrak in her pussy and Kollet in her mouth, they could feel it, too.

Her hair was so silky against the skin of Klaggan’s shaft, but he was disciplined, and he slowed down to make sure he stayed far away from orgasm.

Finally, Kollet shot his load down her throat and pulled out. Her mouth, too, remained free of orc cock, as least for now.

“Be there a problem, slut?” Klaggan asked, just as Garrak’s massive balls unleashed in Sarissa’s womb. He pulled out, leaving the princess empty for the first time since they’d started using “Bad Orc”. Cum dripped from both rear hoes, and down her chin as well. It was obscene, and it was beautiful.

Klaggan laughed as he saw her squirm at the absence of cocks. No matter what she said, he knew she wanted him, the biggest of them all, inside her. She wanted to be stuffed full with as much orc cock as she could get, and he was going to make her say it.

Klaggan let go of her hair and walked around behind her. His men were patient. They’d all finished inside their new pet at least once each, so they didn’t mind letting him take his time. Gods, what a sight it was to see the thick, white paste drop from her holes. The cum from her ass mixed with the cum in her pussy before both sources dripped onto the dirt below.

Klaggan’s cock was huge. He could see now that without his men’s work stretching her out he’d never have fit. Even now it would be a struggle unless he didn’t mind hurting her.

He thought about it, and decided he didn’t mind hurting her.

He intended to make her earn it, though, the pleasure and the pain. He rubbed his cockhead gently, barely grazing her pussy lips.

“Ya want me to fuck this pussy, slut.” It wasn’t a question. “Ya miss havin’ thick orc cock inside ya, and ya saw what a monster my cock is. Ya need it, slut.”

He leaned forward, over her naked back, to speak more softly. “All ya got to do is say it.”

He rubbed more, covering his cock in the cum, mostly his men’s, but also hers, grazing her lower lips with feather-soft touches from the gigantic mushroom head of his cock.

“Say ‘I need orc cock, please’ slut. Say it. Tell me what a slut for orc cock ya are, and I’ll give it to ya.”

She was being used like a doll, like a common whore! The orcs pounded into her holes relentlessly, grunting like rutting beasts into the soft young woman. Sarissa wasn't sure how much more of this she could take.

A powerful, overwhelming feeling was growing inside her, stronger and fiercer with each thrust. It was starting to become overpowering, all encompassing.

“She’s good, ain’t she, boys?” Klaggan said. He'd wrapped her soft, silky blond hair around his massive shaft, tangling the thin strands around it. The band of orcs hollered in the affirmative.

The orc in her ass came, and when he pulled out, no one replaced him. Sarissa felt his warm, viscous cum slide out of her asshole, onto her thighs and onto the forest floor. The warm, heady orc cum was a hot contrast to the cool forest air. Sarissa shivered as a cool breeze swept through the trees and inside her gaping asshole. It played with her tresses and left goosebumps on her skin.

Her shiver set off a chain reaction in the orcs and the one in her mouth starting cumming. Like the others before him, Sarissa was forced to swallow his cum down rapidly when he came in order to keep from choking.

When he pulled out, Sarissa gasped for breath. She coughed and sputtered, spitting out mouthfuls of orc cum. All the orc cum that had built up in her throat was set free, and it gushed out from between her pretty lips like a fountain.

Now only one orc cock remained. Her fucked her steadily and deeply, rattling her body, bouncing her on his huge cock. Her small, perky tits swayed wildly from the hard fucking. When she finally stopped leaking orc cum from her mouth, Sarissa was finally able to breathe evenly. The relentless fucking continued for a few more minutes with the last of the orc band while their leader directed the whole ordeal with his hand on the back of Sarissa's pretty blond head.

The orc fucking her kept hitting deep inside her. Now that her mouth was free of orc cock, there was nothing to muffle the sounds of suppressed desire. Sarissa bit her lip to try and keep from moaning. Her pussy had started squeezing the orc's cock tight. The elf princess was on the precipice of orgasm, a feeling shed yet to experience, when the orc spilled his seed inside her, faltering his thrusts and instead favoring pressing painfully deep inside her. Sarissa cried out… and then she was empty. Just like that she was empty.

"Be there a problem, slut?" The orc leader asked, watching as she shivered and squirmed, as if looking for more.

She'd gone from sharing her body with no one, years of devotion to purity to getting gangbanged by a band of strong, hulking orc warriors, to a dirty, wanton whore. She'd nearly cum, her pussy was leaking viscous, potent orc cum and her own juices combined.

Sarissa shivered in the cool chilly air and in the absence of the warm, filling orc cock. She felt the cold air breeze inside her two gaping holes.

Klaggan finally released her hair and instead moved behind her. Sarissa's breath came sharp as she felt the weight of his massive cock against her.

"Ya want me to fuck this pussy, slut.” It wasn’t a question. “Ya miss havin’ thick orc cock inside ya, and ya saw what a monster my cock is. Ya need it, slut.”

Sarissa groaned at his words, why did they sound so sexy? Did orc cum secretly contain pheromones or something?

Either way it was no use denying it, and Sarissa didn't want him to stop rubbing. Her hips pressed back into his of their own free will, grinding her clit over his massive meatstick.

He leaned forward, over her naked back, to speak more softly. “All ya got to do is say it.”

He rubbed more, he was coating his cock in her leaking pussy juices, bathing in her arousal and the cum of his men. He rocked his hips, rubbing that fat mashroom head over her clit.

The feeling was coming back, the powerful pleasurable sensation. It was starting in her clit and washing over the rest of her body.

“Say ‘I need orc cock, please’ slut. Say it. Tell me what a slut for orc cock ya are, and I’ll give it to ya.” Klaggan ordered. All the while, he kept rubbing his cock along her slit, against her sensitive clit with the tender softness of a teasing lover.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Sarissa screamed. She was dripping around him. She felt his eyes on her intently, waiting for her to give in. Even Sarissa knew it was only a matter of time.

"I--I need…" she hesitated. Even so her mouth flew open and a moan escaped as a strong ripple of pleasure overtook her body. "Ohhh… I need… " she was having trouble saying it, but her body was saying everything her mouth did not.

She'd been so close, sparking like a live wire, that the consistent rubbing of Klaggan's monstrous cock against her pussy lips and more importantly her clitoris set her over the edge. Sarissa had been afraid of the feeling, but now that it was washing over her she realized how silly that was.

"Ahhhhahhahh!!!" Sarissa wailed as the peculiar spectacular feeling finally took over and she started cumming. Her pussy pulsed againdt Klaggan's huge rod. Her orgasm released something inside her, the final piece she needed to fully give in and admit her brazen desire. "I need your orc cock," she moaned at last.

Klaggan’s deep laugh made his cock vibrate against Sarisa’s clit. His whole body shook with it. He was delighted that she’d come just from him rubbing her with his tip. He was confident that he could make her cum over and over again once he actually slid the gargantuan thing inside her.

Which, he did, right then, right as she had just begun to come down from her peak, he pushed in. He pushed past her clenching, convulsing muscles that tried in vain to keep him out. She was wet enough that it was easy, despite the twitching contractions. His cock was steel wrapped in boiling velvet as he pushed deeper than anyone had gone before. The wind no longer blew into her pussy with Klaggan plugging her leaking hole.

“Ya can untie those bonds, boys! She knows she needs to be a good slut fer us if she wants more orc cock, don’tcha, slut?”

Two of the orcs started untying Sarissa as she answered. Klaggan laughed again to hear what she said.

“Let’s plug those holes, boys. She’s said all a good slut needs to say!”

The gaping lack Sarissa had felt would be gone, replaced by the delicious fullness of two more thick, green shafts, one in her pretty mouth and one in her tight ass.

Klaggan leaned over her back to whisper as close to her ear as he could get with his massive bulk. “Put those hands to work, slut. No escuses anymore fer only pleasurin’ three of us at a time, not if you want to be a good slut and get more orc cock.”








The rest of the evening would be a blur of cocks and cum. Every one of the eight orcs would cum in each one of her holes at least twice, swapping out for a quick rest before slipping back in line to plunge inside her. Klaggan made sure to personally sample every way she could make an orc cum, particularly enjoying having her tiny fingers wrapped around his length, one hand at a time. He even fucked her tits, making it work despite their modest size.

Thick, white cum continually dripped from Sarissa’s holes, and the orcs she jerked off made a point of aiming their spurting shafts at her body until she was glazed all over like a sweet roll. The cum coated the ground she was on, but it was alright, because she didn’t need to stand. All Sarissa needed to do was keep those green cocks warm and provide a place for them to deposit their sticky gifts before they dripped to the ground below.

The orcs didn’t bother counting how often Sarissa herself came, though they could tell it happened quite a bit. Her orgasms were a good thing, an important part of her conditioning, but they were ultimately less important than the orcs’ own pleasure, a pleasure Sarissa was getting better and better at providing, even in this short time.

Eventually, all the other orcs left to collapse in their own tents, completely spent. Klaggan lifted Sarissa in his giant arms and carried her to his tent without a word, his cock still deep inside her. She wasn’t even conscious anymore, and Klaggan realized he had no idea when she’d fallen unconscious or how many times they’d fucked her after she was asleep.

He cradled her gingerly, and lay her on top of his own body as he fell back onto his mattress. Even if she woke up, he was utterly unconcerned about her waking up and running away or fighting them. The prissy elf princess was gone, replaced by Sarissa the Fuckmeat, a very good slut.

Klaggan’s laughter was humiliating as Sarissa shook against his shaft, her pussy pulsing erratically as she came hard and long from the constant pressure and friction of his cock sliding against her pussy lips and clit. Sarissa’s orgasm was so intense; her body quaked against the huge orc leader, her supple, small ass shaking against his groin as she came hard.

All of a sudden, before she’d even come down, the orc leader thrust his gargantuan cock inside her small, elvan sheath. Sarissa wailed in pain as he forced his way inside her too-tight pussy, which was still trembling in the aftermath of orgasm.

The orc warrior pushed in deeper than any other and Sarirrsa nearly blacked out from the pleasure pain of it. At last, his colossal cock managed to fit entirely inside her, and his strong, powerful thighs laid bare against her soft, feminene hips.

“Oh gods… it’s impossible! It’s impossible!” Sarissa wailed as she felt Klaggan’s cock inside her innermost depths. Her tiny elvan sheath was working overtime teo accommodate him. She was leaking her fluids all over his colossal orc cock, along with the cum of his men. It was a slippery slide, but it was still tight, so, so fucking tight. Sarrisa screamed in pleasure pain.

“Ya can untie those bonds, boys! She knows she needs to be a good slut fer us if she wants more orc cock, don’tcha, slut?”

“I - I’ll be good!” Sarissa wailed. She had tears running down her cheeks even as her pussy clenched around the orc leader’s thick, massive cock. It felt so fucking good and painful and wonderful and oh gods she was going to die from all this barbaric pleasure.

“Yes I--oh gods bring me more! Bring me more orc cock!”

The more she admitted she wanted it, the easier it was to succumb to the pleasure of the horde of orcs’ attention. They had their way with her, absolutely destroying her holes. Klaggan insisted she use her hands too, and soon Sarissa was being held in the air by Klaggan getting fucked in her tight elvan cunt as she rapidly pumped two orc’s cocks with her small hands. Yet another orc fucked her ass and still another pressed between her lips into her warm, set mouth and into her slender throat. The other 3 orcs rubbed their cocks on whatever part of her body they could reach, or simply watched the others and stroked their cocks languidly as they awaited their next turn,

Sarissa’s tiny elvan sheath kept pulsating around the huge orc cocks as she came over and over, finally giving in to the incredible pleasure of being stuffed full so completely, of being plugged up with thick, warm orc cock.

The orc leader fucked the pretty elvan princess in nearly every way possible. He spilled his seed in her tight pussy, shot it down her throat, spewed it on her hands and chest as she jerked him off, and overflowed her asshole with thick, slimy cum. He even pressed his cock between her tiny tits and came all over her pretty little face.

Sarissa lost track of which orcs were fucking her where, and of how many loads she’d taken. She trembled with pleasure around their cocks, cumming again and again as she’d finally let go and admitted she liked this, like being stuffed full of orc cock. By the time they were finally finished with her, the young princess was glazed head to toe in gooey, creamy cum. She’d passed out some time ago, exhausted from pleasing the band of orcs and her many orgasms.




Klaggan’s suspicions were right, Sarissa was not going to run. Instead, when she did awake in the night, she merely cried softly for the loss of her former life. She wanted her warm, soft bed instead of the hard, hairy chest of the orc leader she now lay upon. Still, there was nothing to be done. Should she try sneaking away? Sarissa was afraid of which limbs they’d remove when they caught her. Slowly, she raised her hips so Klaggan’s cock slid out of her tiny sheath as last. Sarissa sighed in relief as thick strands of cum leaked out of her pussy, onto his thighs, and onto the bed. Though she repositioned herself so she faced away from him, she did not run. She wasn’t stupid, even though she was a blond.