An elf nobleman

It happened near the end of the war. Your clan had just conquered a town on the edge of a trading route. Orcish soldiers were all over the place, plundering to their greatest delight.

As you entered the mansion of the local nobility, you could hear the screams of servant-girls being ****. You ignored them, your real prize lay further.

He had hidden himself in the master bedroom. It was to no avail, your troops had quickly located him and sent you a message of his capture. When you entered, you could hear him offering money to your warriors for his release. This made you chuckle.

When he noticed you had arrived, he turned his head to look at at you. His mouth fell open but appeared at a loss of words.

"What," you spoke. "Never seen an orc woman before?"

Perhaps it was your greenish skin or maybe just your barbaric attire, but this well dressed elf seemed frightened of you. Good, that will help putting him in the submissive state you desired him to be in.

You had him and the rest of your newly captured slaves send to the ancestral lands where your clan had lived for generations. Once you had time, you'd be able to get a good taste of this delicious elvish male.