[GM] Varbuk shows Viessa her new place.

She is still surprised by how fast he moves. In an instant he is looming over her. Varbuk grabs the elf by the hair and drags her closer to the fire. He takes a leather strap from his equipment and ties her ankles together to match her hands which are still tied behind her back. She tries to wiggle her fingers; they’re numb, but she can still feels something at least.

Varbuk positions her on her knees with her massive chest on the ground and forehead touching the moss of the forest floor. She feels something cold and metal rest on her ass. “Don’t move.” Varbuk grunts at her.

She hears the sounds of Varbuk finishing setting up camp. He walks up behind her and sits on a log near the fire. A smaller metal object is placed on her other cheek while weight is added to the larger surface. In short order, the smaller object is lifted and she hears the sound of drinking. Viessa realizes what she’s been reduced to: a table.

Varbuk eats messily and drinks loudly. Not a moment goes by without Viessa being reminded with every sense how debased she’s been. With shame, she feels a warmth growing between her legs.

[Stimulation 15/100]

Varbuk removes the plate from its precarious position and she shivers subtly. He lifts up his tankard to slap one of her ass cheeks. “Don’t,” he slaps the other, “move,” and he returns the drinking vessel to its place. Viessa feels one of his thick fingers tease at her slit. “Elf wet again.” She can hear the glee in his voice. “You like spanking.” He says it like he’s asserting a basic truth. The sky is blue, the leaves are green, and Viessa has discovered a new kink.

[Stimulation 30/100]

His finger finds her pleasure button and begins making slow deliberate circles. Viessa releases a slow moan and melts further into the forest floor.

[GM: make a precision roll to see if she keeps the cup on her ass. P: 8?]

She hears a clatter next to her. The tankard has fallen to the ground. Varbuk growls behind her. “First you run, now you spill drink.” She feels his hands grab the globes of her buttocks and begin to knead. “Count.”

The first spank still takes her by surprise. “AHH! Ah… One.”

She barely gets the number out before the first slap is matched with a second to the other cheek. Each gets ten strikes if she’s counted correctly. Viessa isn’t sure she has, but she also isn’t sure the orc could tell if she hadn’t.

[Stimulation 55/100]

After her spanking, the orc’s meaty finger returns to her slit to tease her until-recently-virginal opening. She feels his finger enter her. In spite of her recent deflowering with Varbuk’s massive tool, she remains tight around his finger. He thrusts a few times to warm her up before curling his finger to tease inside her canal. Viessa lets out a shocked cry as he finds her internal pleasure center.

[Stimulation 74/100]

Suddenly he stops moving his finger. Viessa whimpers softly, wanting the stimulation to continue.

“Fuck yourself.”

The command confuses the girl. She hesitates for too long before she feels the orc’s hand on her tailbone pull her onto his finger and then push her off so only the tip remains inside her.

“Fuck yourself, elf.”

Now she understands. Tentatively, she begins pushing herself back on his digit. She feels the pleasure build as she finds her rhythm and picks up speed.

[Stimulation 99/100]

Viessa begins to groan as she stimulates herself. She feels the heat and wetness grow in her pussy. The intensity of the sensation builds but she can’t quite get over the edge. Suddenly the finger is removed. She whimpers as she’s left on the edge of orgasm. Varbuk reaches down and pushes the finger between her lips.

“Taste yourself. Taste how hot you are for Varbuk.”

Viessa closes her eyes as a single tear falls down her face. She can’t deny it.

He removes the finger from her mouth and grabs her ass cheeks again. Viessa braces herself for another spanking, but instead she feels the familiar oil poured over her asshole and slit.

[Stimulation 126/100]

Viessa screams as the orc slams the full length of his cock into her deflowered pussy with one vicious stroke. She cums almost immediately as Varbuk splits her open for the second time that day. Her pussy clamps down on his shaft as the orgasm rocks through her body.

Varbuk didn’t use her gently before, but now he’s even rougher. The orc pounds hard and fast into the elf. He uses her like a toy. To him, she is only holes to be used for pleasure. He seems to be able to go forever. Viessa is fucked into a drooling mess on the forest floor.

[Stimulation 40/100]

She has no idea how long it is before she feels the sensation of Varbuk filling her with his cum. His hot batter floods her. She feels her stomach swell again with his semen. She cries out again in despair, sure that this time she’ll be knocked up and barred from ever returning to her home. Varbuk holds his softening cock inside her canal preventing his cum from dripping out of her. With the help of the seeding oil, he hopes to have her bearing his child before they return to camp.

Finally he withdraws. He spanks her again before saying, “Stay. Don’t move.” He unrolls a bedroll next to her and the fire and smiling, he falls asleep.

[GM: Again, roll twice to see if she’s pregnant. P: Not yet.]