Greah, Hung Green Domme

Uli has hooked up with a lot of sex workers, but Greah is easily in his top five. At the very least, she's his favorite on board of the Wonderland.

When preparing to visit her, he puts on a very thin white shirt, a red blouse, and a green plaid skirt. Beneath the skirt, he's wearing a tiny white jockstrap that frame his big fat butt while leaving his backdoor totally exposed.

As soon as he enters the Underbelly, the grimy, filthy strip on the lower level of the ship, he is surrounded by all matters of nasty prostitutes offering a good time. They're already quite well-paid down here, but Uli's big-spender reputation makes him a very valuable client.

He has to push through a small crowd to get free, telling them that he has already someone in mind. They are **** at first, until he informs them that he is visiting Greah. No one bars his way then.

Greah may look like any other trashy sluts down here, but Uli knows that his big orc friend is one of the top dogs in the Wonderland's prostitution network.

When he finally reaches her usual corner, he spots her leaning against a rusty lamp-post, smoking a cigarette. She is gorgeous. She's added purple highlights in her long obsidian-black hair, and she's wearing matching purple lipstick and eyeshadow. She's wearing a tight pink dress that barely covers half of her big round butt and shows off her huge rack. Her huge platform heels bring her a little over seven feet tall, and she looks down at the short human with a predatory grin. Looking at her, Uli can't help but gush internally over how pretty she is.

"Hey babe!" He cheers, genuinely happy to see her.

"Well if it isn't my sweet little sugar plum fairy!" She throws down her cigarette and steps on it, never taking her eyes off of him. "Do you want Mommy to put you in your place?"

A shiver of excitement runs through his spine upon hearing the whore call herself "Mommy". The last time he employed her, she had made him call her Mommy, and they had both very much enjoyed that. Uli nods vigorously to answer Greah's question; He's feeling particularly subby today.

"Good boy. Public or private?"

"Bit o' both? I'm thinking, private room with a camera."

"Sounds great!"

She leads him away towards the run down apartment complex. At least, that's what the building is made to look like. Uli is aware that the Underbelly is made of fake abandoned buildings made to look like a dirty, broken down neighborhood, but the facade is so well-conceived that he often forgets that it is a facade. The recent-looking stain and trash add to the authentic feel.

They arrive into a grimy bedroom, where Greah activate the room's bot network to start filming their session. Without a word, he prepares a transaction for six thousand credits, and then holds his wrist up for her to accept it. Her thick eyebrows rise up when she sees the amount. "You wanna take up my whole night? Or do you have some twisted shit in mind?"

"Nothing twisted, I just don't know how long we'll be here and I don't want to stress myself with a time limit." Six thousands is enough to pay for her whole night, but he will probably only be here for an hour or two. He doesn't mind, he can afford to overpay her.

"Alright then, what do you have in mind?"

"I'd like to do what we did last time. You know, with the girly orgasms and the humiliation."

"Oh! Lovely! I've been dying to **** a cutie's nipples!"

"****!?" He repeats, protectively holding a chubby arm in front of his chest. Of course, his reaction is only for show; He cannot wait to feel the orc's hands all over his small sensitive tits. He doesn't have to wait long. His dramatic reaction also announce the beginning of their session.

With a swift motion, Greah grabs his wrists and hold both his arms above his head with one hand. Her other hand goes down to his chest.

"Well well well, what do we have here?" Her fingers slip under his blouse and caress his pierced tits through the fabric of his shirt.

Uli lets out a pathetic moan as his hardened nipples are fondled, and he can't help but squeeze his thick thighs around his small erect dick. Unfortunately, Greah notices, and she shoves her leg between his to spread them open.

"Tsk tsk tsk, trying to rub your useless little dicklet, are you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just really excited."

"I'm sorry Mistress."

"Yes, I'm sorry Mistress."

"Good girl."

He gasps. "I'm not a girl!"

"Tonight you are," Greah states before throwing him on the bed.

She whistles, and bots come out of the furniture, carrying toys and bondage gear. She must be connected to the room's systems through her neural implant, Uli guesses, as the bots seem to follow her will without needing any audible input.

She grabs his balls and squeeze hard enough to make him yelp in pain. "A good girl must be obedient and gentle. Be still, or I'll crush those useless tiny beans of yours."

"Yes Mistress." He feels a flush of excitement running over him as his hands are bound behind his back and a spreader bar gets locked between his knees.

Greah rips out his blouse and pulls his shirt open, uncovering his chubby boytits and his pudgy belly. She sits on the bed behind him, squeezing his head between her huge breasts.

"What a naughty girl you are, coming all the way here in this scummy place. You must really crave degradation."

"N-No, it's not true... And I'm not a girl..."

The large orc presses forward against him, and then flicks his dick.

"Aaah!"

"Really? Not a girl? With a sensitive pathetic clit like this?" She flicks it again, making the femboy jump.

"Aah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please stop hurting me!" He can't stop his hips from shaking on their own. He wants her to hurt him more.

She flicks him again, harder this time. If she keeps going, she might very well give him a pain-induced orgasm. "I'm sorry, who?"

"Mistress! I'm sorry Mistress!"

Her left hands stays down, ready to flick his dick again, but her right goes up to his nipple, pulling and twisting the sensitive tits.

"See, how can you call yourself a man when you get so entranced by getting your nipples played with? Admit it, you want me to turn you into a slutty girl that don't need her dick to cum anymore."

"N-No, that's not true..."

She pulls his foreskin down, and then flicks him directly on the tip. His entire body shudders and he howl in pain, but his mouth is soon muffled by Greah's big juicy lips. She kisses him deeply, pushing her huge tongue down his throat while assaulting his nipples with both hands.

While they kiss, she reajust herself behind him, bringing her large green cock underneath him. He can feel the immense pulsing shaft beneath his small scrotum, teasing him with the promise of a deep anal pounding.

She finally pulls back, leaving him panting and drooling. "Do you want to cum, little slut?" Her sultry voice fills his ears and he wants nothing more than to please her.

"Y-Yes, Mistress."

"Then admit you are just a pathetic cock-craving girl, and if you sound convincing enough, I'll fill up your hungry buttpussy."

"I... I'm a girl, Mistress. I'm a failure as a man, I'm just good to be used like a warm fucktoy."

"That, I like to hear. Good girl."

She kisses him again, then pulls him up and line up her dick with his puffy pucker. Clear oily precum spurts out of her dick, lubricating his hole. Not that Uli's experienced backdoor need much lube, even for a dick of that size...

His eyes open wide when she enters him, and he is instantly brought to the edge of his climax.

"See, I know you're about to cum, sweet little bunny. You don't need your gross useless cocklet, you can easily cum like a girl using only your fuckhole and your nipples."

Uli can say nothing to that, as the double **** on his tits and anus leave him in a hazy state of mind.

"Gaaah, I'm... so... close..." He tries to move his hips, to fuck himself on the orc's huge cock.

She shushes him, and holds him in place firmly with one of her strong arms. "No no no, baby girl, you can't cum just yet."

He can feel the full length of her penis inside him, and it's driving him crazy. If she were to thrust back and forth a dozen times, it would be more than enough to give him a mind-shattering prostate orgasm. And yet, she's just keeping him immobile on her dick.

"W-Why not, Mistress?" He wants to cum sooo bad.

She giggles. "Oh, sugar, I don't want you to cum just yet, because I want to tease you. Making you suffer brings me much joy."

"Mistress... you're so mean..."

She snaps her finger, and a bot floats up in front of them. Uli watches as the bot's camera lens focus on them.

"Mistress?"

"I want you to beg for your orgasm, and praise me while you're at it. I've been meaning to update the introvid on my hub, and who better than a cum-starved little slut to sing my praise and show how good my dick feels, right?"

Uli bites his lips, then begins begging. "Please, Mistress, pound my asspussy with your giant glorious cock! I've been craving it, I want to be reduced to a quivering mindless mess bouncing helplessly on your perfect shaft!"

"Be a good girl and present yourself properly to the camera, Uli."

He feels a lump in his throat as she says his name. He knows what she wants him to say, but it still takes him a moment to think about it.

"Come on, sugar boo, what's more important? Your misplaced boyish pride? Or my phat fucking cock?"

The choice is easy. At this point, he would do almost anything for her to finally move her dick and pound his hungry hole.

"H-Hi." He looks right into the camera. "My name is Ulysses Maverick, and I am a dirty little girl. I paid this beautiful woman to sodomize me and humiliate me, because I am a pathetic cock-loving analslut. Please watch me cum over and over from my naughty buttpussy as I am thoroughly ravaged by Mistress' enormous dick."

Greah is evidently pleased, because she takes some more toys from the nearby bot, and straps the vibrating clamps on Uli's nipples. Then, she brings her arms under his thighs, and slowly lifts him. Her massive veiny green dick exits his rectum as he is lifted up, and he braces himself for what comes next. She firmly grabs his legs, and then pushes him back down on her cock.

Uli bleats out like a dumb barnyard beast when he is impaled again on her cock, and his noises only grow lewder as she moves him up and down. The pressure is soon too much for him, and he reaches his tipping point after less than ten thrusts.

Uli's little dick spurts out a tiny cumshot as he is brought over the edge by the prostate pounding. Greah keeps moving, keeps fucking him. He tries to move his hands, but they are pinned behind him and he can do nothing but endure more and more stimulation. Within minutes, he reaches a second climax.

Shortly after his third orgasms, Greah whispers in his ear that she is close too, and he awaits eagerly for her to fill his guts.

She moans against his ear, brushing his skin with her tusk and filling the air around him with her warm breath.

Her load is entirely different from his, in that it is much, much heavier. Copious quantities of cum flow inside him, making his tummy bulge. It feels decadently good, and he moans in unison with her as she finishes.

The camera hovering in front of them captures the whole scene, and soon enough it will be available to watch everywhere in the galaxy.

Uli relaxes with Greah in the cum-stained bed. Every few minutes, his butt spasms unvoluntarily, releasing more of the orc's sperm down his thighs an onto the mattress."That was nice," he coos into her arms.

"This is nice too," Greah whispers while holding him tightly against her chest.

"Really? I thought you didn't like cuddling and stuff."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I much prefer filthy disgusting sex over romantic vanilla stuff. But that doesn't mean I never want to just chill out sometimes, you know."

"Yeah, I get it." He rubs his head against her boobs, and then give her dark green nipple a smooch.

"You wanna go again?" she asks in an eager tone.

"No, I'm good with what we've done. I wanna cuddle now."

She snickers, then starts rubbing his hair. "You know, I don't just do this kind of stuff with anybody."

"Lucky me," he responds with a smile, hugging her tight.