Dagul Fulfills your Request

I felt Dagul's hard, thick orc cock plunge into my tight, virgin pussy, stretching me wider than I thought possible. Pain and pleasure intertwined, making me shudder and gasp. His immense size filled me completely, a young elven girl claimed by a dominant orc.

The taboo of it all only heightened my arousal. I moaned wantonly, lost in the sensation of his throbbing member driving into my depths. My pussy gushed with juices, clenching around him desperately.

Dagul pulled out, and I whimpered at the sudden emptiness, craving more of his cock. He chuckled darkly, sensing my desperation. Teasingly, he circled my needy hole with the tip of his dick before pushing it against my puckered asshole.

I gasped at the unfamiliar pressure, both nervous and excited. The idea of being taken in such a forbidden way sent shivers down my spine. An elf submitting to an orc in the most degrading manner possible - it should fill me with shame, but instead, it only fueled my lust.

"Please, fuck my asshole," I begged shamelessly. "Fill me up with your cum and make me your ****!"

Dagul grinned triumphantly, knowing he had me fully under his control. He thrust back into my asshole, the tightness enveloping him exquisitely. I cried out in pleasure, my pussy dripping with envy as it yearned to be filled once more.

Dagul's powerful hips slammed against my ass as he pounded into me relentlessly. The sound of our flesh colliding filled the room, mixing with my shameless moans and cries. He was using me, owning me, and I loved every second of it.

"Oh yes, fill my ass with your cum!" I moaned breathlessly. "Mark me as yours!"

With one final, brutal thrust, Dagul hilted himself deep inside me and exploded. His hot, thick seed flooded my insides, the sheer volume of it stretching me impossibly further. I screamed in ecstasy, the feeling of being claimed so completely sending me over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm.

I collapsed onto the ground in a heap of satisfied bliss, Dagul's cum leaking out of my used holes. As I lay there, trying to catch my breath, Dagul got dressed and looked down at me with a smirk.

"I'm leaving town," he said casually. "If you want to join me on my journey as my personal cocksleeve, you're welcome to come along."