Copy Krystal

"Oh by the Moon and the Stars, yes..." your words echo the delicious surrender of the comely elvish princess, you are sure you haven't spoken it in Orcish, but the brute manhandling you smirk, obviously understanding your words. His strong hands hold you under the armpits and he lift you effortlessly, dainty placing you over the table. And for the first time you have the chance to see all of him.

The humanoid was already naked. His muscles were rippled, but his body was almost bereft of hair. Almost like a greek statue. A green greek statue, you smirk to yourself. Except that unlike those statues, this Orc was quite well endowed. He has a Mohawk haircut, it gives him a dashing young look that quite compliments his tattoos. Your forearm hubs against his cock as your hand moves all the way down his balls. He is so warm you can almost imagine him scorching.

"Pay the cunt" the voice to his side, and you see a smaller Orc. Still impressive, of course, but there was a more... standard feel to him. You are about to say something when you feel your captor's hand on your throat. You feel it catching your words, and to say anything would take a huge effort. Bastard, I should rip his cock off, you think. You don't know why, but you are fairly sure you could. "She doesnt seem owned" the first orc complains, his digits messing with your negligee, his calloused hands caressing your back. His touch bring a wave of feelings up your spine. "And she is horny as fuck"

"They are all owned. Pay her up." his hand leave your throat, and your attention follows it. A handbag over the table, his hands are nimbler than you gave him credit for. The gold coin he produces has a very polished look to it, either human or dwarf craft. He places it on your palm. "Hold it. You lose it, it is your loss."

Gold is heavier than you thought. The disk felt massive, and you could vaguely feel the face of a woman etched on its surface. And a crest on the other. His mouth lower to your breast, and he places those jagged teeth close to your tits. Is he going to bite them off? but he doesn't, he starts to munching on them, as his tongue begin to play with your nipple. You look at the other table and see Krystal is on all fours over the table, getting rumped from behind. The orc is holding her throat. **** her. She is ecstatic. This is going to be me.

His hand finds your delta. You feel a little apprehensive at him learning how wet you are, and the bastard does smirk at his finding. "You wanted me to fuck you even if i didnt pay,isnt that right?" he feels the gruesome need to hub it in your face. You gulp, and answer "A gold coin for the gift of life is traditional" you quote, without really remembering where you heard it before. His finger parts your pussy lips, dipping on you. You hear a moan, and see Krystal muffling a scream as she is savagely kissed by the orc. A second digit enter you, forcing your pussy to accommodate it.

Your mind remembers your hurry when you tried to masturbate. You were excited, but also very... upset. It was supposed to be easy, how can this stupid Orc know your body better than yourself? He gives a light push on your shoulder, and you incline back. You can almost feel the grease of the table. Fuck, what am i doing? you wonder. You see your raven, Elska, watching you intently. Your pussy is making a wet, slopping sound, you wonder if that is normal, if they are finding you weird. Maybe they did, as he soon removes his hand.

You feel his hands on your hips. Your hair moves up as he slides you closer. You part your lips. Should I tell him? that he is my first? But you shut your trap, the last thing you want is to give him a reason to stop. You cant see it, but you feel something hub your pussy. Something large. And thick. Something touches the little mound at your pussy's entrance, it almost send starts around your head. He moves it up and down. Wetting his dick.

You are almost getting used to the sway when his angle shifts a little, and that cock starts entering you. You hear a surprised scream. Some bitch is getting fucked. You imagine, but doesn't look for who cried like that. He halts his thrust, you try to squeeze him with your inward muscles but cant hold it. I wonder if that works... at all. He starts again, this time working a bit further in. Your throat moans again. It feels... unlike anything you ever felt before. I bet there will be a world of pain.

The next thrust was faster. Maybe the first two were his idea of merciful, but on the third he abandoned the notion. He holds your tights wide apart, but you notice your body wiggle whenever it can, trying to escape the hammering of pleasure. You place a hand over your head, on the table. You try to hold it when he slots your pussy, but you again lost a few inches. He drags you back.

You feel the coin dig in on your flesh as you clutch it. He starts getting a rhythm, and your soaked pussy hugs him tightly during each and every thrust. "Fuck this cunt is tight. She is amazing." why can't he tell me that? you wonder, and smile. Your body was holding well. Shouldn't there be blood? Wasn't I a virgin? There was pain, but it was so much smaller than the feeling of being completed, and that sharp pang of pleasure when he hits the bottom? it didn't happen on every thrust, perhaps one in every five, but regardless when it did happen it was fantastic.

The raven above cawed, but no one looked up. Except for me. You laugh, how long have you been there, like a turkey being stuffed? Seconds? Minutes? Hours? Your mind appeared blank, pure, pristine. You inhaled and could feel every nuance of your and his perfume mingle, every nerve of your body. You look down and see that handsome Orc gleaming as sweat coated his body. His breath is ragged. He is going to cum.

And he did. With a grunt he exploded within you, with your heightened senses you swear you could feel the jets of cum splatter your pussy. It began to make an even worse slopping sound. You began to feel shame of you, your body, but also a deep awareness of how ridiculous that sounded. Out of pure joy you begin to laugh.

Congratulations! You gained level 12 to 13 in Sex.
Cherry trait lost: Galaryn gained 21 points of luck. You have 21 points to distribute between your Attributes. Allocate these points within 72 hours or they will be randomly assigned
Blessing of Feygga: The goddess is pleased with your tribute, you have two new animamancy slots.
Pregnancy check: HIDDEN RESULT.