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Bangning commenced at the door. "Keth, let us in! We want see your work!" It was apparent they weren't going away. Keth sighed. As he went to unbar the door, he said, 'Remember, they no hurt you."
 
Keth snatched the pelt from her as the orcs filed in to gloat, leaving her exposed and coated in cum. They stood around her, poking, groping, and spanking her. Finally they grew bored and left.
 
Al'ika had fought and cried out a little bit, just to play the part of the unwilling prisoner and when they were gone, she curled back up underneath the wolf pelt.
 
When the orcs had gone, Keth got a warm, damp cloth to clean Al'ika up with. As he toweled her off, he said, "Got question, orcs taste different from humans?"
 
"Very different," Al'ika said. "Not necessarily a bad thing, considering the differences in species and such. Why?" she asked.
 
"Curious," Keth replied. "What it like?" He covered Al'ika back up and got her more mead. It tasted of cinnamon this time.
 
Al'ika took a sip of mead. "Well, human spunk tastes like warm, salted cow's milk," she confessed. "Orc tastes meatier, less salty. Neither is bad, but neither tastes good as well."
 
Al'ika thought, sipping hers. Finally, she asked, "This is a more of a general question about orcs, but what stories do you tell of humans? I've told you the stories we hear about you."
 
"Depends on tribe," Keth said. "Some say humans only good as slaves, others that they enslave us of run us off and kill us." he shrugged. "Mostly just war."
 
"We do wage a lot of war, don't we? I guess it's our nature," Al'ika smiled and she chuckled. "Humans seem to tell the same stories about orcs, no matter where we're from. I can't wait to get back out," she confessed. "I miss the forest."
 
Al'ika smiled. "Perhaps. Many orcs live there, and the kids will love it there. I just got to get us out," she said.
 
Al'ika smiled and tucked in beside him, wrapping her small arms around him as much as she could. "Sure," she said, snuggling into him. "Tomorrow, keep the rest of the orcs occupied while I'm with Xur. The less I have to fight off, the better."
 
"Nothing but goblins," Keth said, relaxing into Al'ika in a most unwarriorlike fashion. Soon he was snoring loudly in what could be called in her arms.
 
Keth awoke and fed Al'ika, leading her back to her cell. Xur came by to collect her. "So, Slave, are you ready to join your friend under my heel?"
 
Al'ika looked at him, a submissive look in her green eyes. "Yes, Sir, I wish to serve you," she said quietly, her head bowed.
 
"Very well, about time you came around," Xur said, clipping on the leash. He led her more gently than before, down into the dungeons. The various other goblins went about their business, offering little more than catcalls to the now 'broken' slave. Once in the torture room, Xur released his spindly prick from his trousers. "It's not going to suck itself," he said, yanking her closer to it.
 
"Yes, sir," Al'ika said submissively. She gently took the member into her mouth and gently began to suck, her mind reeling from the awful taste, but she did as she was told, keeping up with her ruse.
 
Xur was enjoying himself. being in control of one of the tall folk was a real honor among his people. He grabbed her by the back of the had and yanked her hair, drawing himself deeper into her mouth. "Not good enough for Lord Altherion yet, but I'm sure we can find you plenty of orcs to practice on," he said.
 
Al'ika gave a small squeal, but kept sucking. Lure the goblin into a false sense of security, then strike.
 
Xur pulled out and released himself into her hair. "That's just the beginning," he said. "I think I'm going to bull whip you again today, just for practice." He turned to get his weapon of choice.
 
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