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Chapter 10 by WaterMage WaterMage

Can the Shaman help her?

Interlude: An educational extract from the works of Lady Baybury.

Lady Baybury, “Amongst The Orcs”

Chapter IV: In Which I Adapt to My New Life

“The sheer carnal depravity of the orc camp was a great shock to me. I had, up until then, led a sheltered life, raised as a prim and proper daughter of nobility, pious and chaste. At 23 years of age I as yet knew little of men and lust – only that which I had learned from conversations with my ladyfriends and my maidservants, from furtive spying on other members of my household, from those handsome young nobles who paid suit to me (with and without my father’s permission), from a succession of well-hung stableboys and gardeners, from a four month stint in a brothel when I temporarily ran away from home at age 19, and from my habit of roaming the streets each Midsummer Night’s Revel wearing only a mask and body paint. And, of course, the pleasant experience of being **** alongside my maids when the orcs raided my carriage and took me as a ****.

“For such an unworldly innocent to be cast into an orcish harem was disconcerting, to say the least. For example, as an orc ****, it was understood that any orc warrior (and, indeed, any other slavegirl) who wished to enjoy my feminine charms could do so any time he wished, dragging me into his tent as I passed or simply pausing in his daily routine to violate me at the roadside, using me in full view of any passers by (who often did pause to watch, comment or join in).

“This was quite a change from the courtly life I was used to. My sexual availability was assumed. No longer did I have to engage in the delicate, mannered hints and veiled innuendo that I had used to make it clear to my peers without ever passing the borders of propriety. Nor was there an opportunity for the merry games of my youth, the joy of teasing a young man with apparently innocent words and subtle glimpses of my pale flesh until he lost his composure and **** himself on me without ever understanding that I wanted him. Casting aside such conceits was in many ways a great relief, but over time I would come to miss the subtle art.

“The requirement that all slaves remained naked was another shock. I did have some experience of going nude in the course of daily life, or wearing clothes so diaphanous or brief that they concealed little, or formal courtly dresses specially cut to proudly display my womanly charms (a concept I would later have great success in introducing to the harem). But such indulgences had been for when I was in the privacy of my own home, or attending the salons and garden parties of my peers (and of course the aforementioned Midsummer Night’s Revel). I admit I was intoxicated by the thrill of going my entire time unclad.

“Another novelty was the concept of adorning my naked form. While the Lady of Light may judge me for my vanity, I had considered by own body, fully exposed, to be beautiful enough when ornamented only with my smile, and perhaps a small amount of male seed scattered like pearls across my breasts or dribbling down my thigh. Certainly, the lustful gazes of my lovers and those others who had seem my charms had seemed to agree with this assessment. But my orc masters had long experience with such displays of womanly delights, and so it was understandable they would wish their slavegirls to develop techniques with which to enhance their already lovely forms, in the same way the noblewomen of the royal court think nothing of adding powder and paint to an already beautiful face.

“The orcs were eager to spoil their slaves with treats and trinkets. This was considered the proper way for a harem girl to gain jewellery with which to ornament herself – the warriors would plunder treasures on their raids and give them to girls who pleased them. Since much status was gained from popularity with the masters, some gauche **** girls tried to make a gaudy display of their favour, ladening themselves with as many glittering gifts as their slender frames could bear. I always displayed more tasteful restraint, despite the fact I swiftly amassed a collection that would beggar many nobles. I was particularly entranced by the concept of rings such as ladies would wear through their ears, but which were instead worn through the nipples. I resolved to swiftly acquire a pair.

“To further consider my fellow harem girls, they came from a quite variety of backgrounds, rich and poor. Such distinctions meant far less than they would have elsewhere, for their time amongst the orcs had turned peasants and nobles alike into little more than a collection of deliciously debauched strumpets. I would find these new colleagues of mine a source of delight and aggravation in equal measure…”

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