Get it? because she is an orc...

"Wait! Y-you can't leave me here!" Gina protests as she is easily tossed into the cell by Rhea, landing over her ass inside the little caged room.

"Oh, I can't?" The minotaur snorts, shutting the heavy barred door and officially declaring the young orc lady as your prisoner.

"Ugh..." She groans, standing up, brushing the dust off her dress, and looking around her new home. The space merely adorned with a crude straw bedding and a filthy wooden bucket. "Where the fuck is the bathroom?"

"...I think you are looking at it." You simply state, nodding towards the nasty pail, trying to contain your laughter.

The dumbfounded orc gives you a horrified look, switching her gaze back to the bucket and gagging in disgust. "I-i'm going to faint..." She puffs, lightly fanning her face with her hands.

You roll your eyes with a smirk on your face, placing your fingers on your mouth and loudly whistling, calling for your two wolf friends. A few seconds pass until Rocko and Ollie come racing through the tunnel, clumsily bumping against each other. They stop in front of you and look up at your face, tongues rolled out, same dumb expressions as ever...

"Hey guys, got a job for you two. Stay here and watch this girl, if she somehow manages to escape, you start howling, barking, and doing whatever you can to let us know. Alright?"

The animals answer at you with a determined 'woof', quickly taking place around the cell ...huh, seems like these two aren't so useless after all... "Good boys." You say, giving the two scruffy wolves some nice, well-deserved head-pats.

"Okay. Now, Kara, what was that thing you..." You turn towards the puppy, finding her on her knees, obediently looking up at your face with wide-open eyes and a sly smile. A black leather collar wrapped around her neck, connected to an (also black) leash dangling down.

"Woof, woof! Awoooo!" The adorable, ebony she-wolf barks, bouncing on place, completely embracing her doggy persona... your well-behaved, little doggy.

"HA! Enjoy, lad!" Rhea roars with laughter, giving you a sultry wink of her eye and walking back through the tunnel, still laughing to herself.

"...Fucking weirdos..." Gina grunts, turning her back at you and slowly sitting on her uncomfortable, scratchy bed with her arms crossed.

Still giving you her lovestruck gaze, the pup grabs the leash, bites on its end, and points at you with it, needy, throaty sounds coming out of her. "...Wanna go for a walk?" You amusedly ask, moving your open palm in front of the girl's mouth for her to lay the drooly leash over it. She happily does, earning a "Good girl." out of you.

You spend the rest of the afternoon taking a relaxed walk around the big, comfy rooms of your den home, the leashed wolf-girl eagerly crawling on her fours at your side, a treatment other people might find humiliating, but that your lapdog takes **** pride on doing. The rest of your harem obviously peek at the scene, Maggie even taking a break from her intense potion brewing to delight herself with her nemesis' performance... quickly growing bored as she realizes that Kara is actually having a good time.

When night starts falling and the wolf's knees start to ache, you decide to call it a day. Gently removing the long leash out of her, but still keeping the leather collar wrapped around her neck... heh, you should ask Rhea to forge you some engraved pet tag when she gets her smithy back... "That was so fun, my king~!" Kara happily giggles, still on her knees, firmly hugging your leg.

After having some quick dinner, you and the girls (except your catgirl sorceress, who is deeply engrossed in her work) decide to retire towards your shared bedroom to get some sleep.

You comfortably lay on your back over the many warm fur rugs scattered around the floor that you use as a bed. Only wearing your underwear, the soft pelts feel great against your skin. Contently looking at the girls undressing and getting comfortable all around you.

"So... we're celebrating tonight, right?" Lola says, playfully letting herself fall over you, landing over your torso and looking at your face with a little smirk.

"Celebrating?" You ask, fondly placing a hand over the small of her back as she presses her body against yours.

"Yeah! We got that orc girl... we are all alive... we all have food and a roof over our heads... I think that deserves a celebration!" The succubus eagerly talks, caressing your chest with her little hands. "...Hey, close your eyes, I have an idea~."