Losing the bet

Uthul finally pulled her face away from my backdoor and I felt a momentary relief, but it was short lived as I felt her erect cock pressing against my entrance. She held herself there for a moment, patiently savoring the sensation of my tight hole clenching in anxious anticipation. Our eyes met and I saw the primal lust radiating from hers.

“Are you ready to lose this bet, little human?”, Uthul grinned.

With a single swift thrust, she entered me and I couldn’t hold back a small gasp which only made her snicker. I clenched my teeth, trying to refrain from making any other noises, but she only seemed to take it as a challenge.

“Oh, your ass is even tighter than I expected,” she grunted, her hips moving in slow, rhythmic thrusts. “I’m glad my warrior’s cock didn’t ruin it for everyone else!”

I tried to focus on anything other than the pleasure that was starting to course through my body. I thought about my freedom, I thought about the bet, I thought about anything and everything except the fact that a muscular green shemale orc was fucking me senseless. But, my thoughts were interrupted as Uthul began speaking again.

“Is this what you wanted, little human?”, she grunted between thrusts. “You wanted to prove you are a strong man, yet here you are on your back, powerless, with my cock buried deep inside you? Is this going the way you wanted it to?”

I bit my lip, trying to stifle a moan while her words sent a shiver of both fear and excitement down my spine. She had a point! I had made a fool of myself and, now, I was at her mercy and she was enjoying every moment of it.

“Y-yes... S-s... sort of!”, I struggled to utter as my cock flopped and smacked my belly with each of her thrusts.
“Oh, you can barely form a coherent sentence, human. I can see the doubt in your eyes, the realization that you are about to become my personal cock ****... and love every second of it!,” Uthul said, her voice dripping with smug satisfaction.

I clenched my fists, my face contorted in embarrassment and frustration. She was right, and I couldn’t deny it. Regrets flowed through my mind. Why had I agreed to this bet in the first place? The idea of freedom was there, yes, but at what cost...

“Did you honestly think you could win?”, Uthul continued, her thrusts quickening in pace, the meaty slaps of her balls against my backside becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. “Here you are, a mere human, beneath me, submitting to me in my very own chambers. And you love every second of it, don’t you, you little slut?"

I wanted to deny it, I truly did... but I couldn’t as much as I wanted to. Muffled moans escaped my lips as her fat cock hit all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. It was wrong, it was against everything I believed in, but I couldn’t deny the raw pleasure I was feeling, bubbling up inside of me.

“I bet you didn’t expect to be enjoying this, did you? You thought you’d power through this like a little effeminate stoic, but there you are...”, Uthul said with a victorious smirk. “Aching for a release, aren’t you? It’s okay, don’t fight it... I’ll grant you the privilege of cumming first! However... I want you to ask me... politely!”

My cock was indeed aching for a release and I was embarrassed that she could tell. At this point, all thoughts about winning the bet had already evaporated. I had embraced my defeat though I hoped I could prolong it a bit more... but it was near impossible.

My hand reached out towards my nether region in defeatist acceptance, but Uthul pinned it down.

“Nuh-uh! Admit it and ask for my permission, little human, or your struggle will continue!”
“N-n-no!”
“Is that so?”

Slowly, but surely, Uthul leant into me, driving her cock all the way inside. I felt full, stuffed, overwhelmed by the sensation... and I could not hold back any longer. As Uthul’s cock hit the deepest recesses of my body, the pleasure I felt finally bubbled over, washing away any remaining willpower I had left. The last remnants of my lingering resistance crumbled as I let out a loud moan, my eyes rolling back in my head.

At first, it started with a few drops, but those quickly thickened like a mountain stream that turned into a river. White and creamy, they splattered against my stomach as I let out moan after moan and my starfish squeezed Uthul’s thick cock which was lodged firmly, deep in my ass. It pressed against my prostate and milked it thoroughly as its contents found their way to my belly. I had never orgasmed this intensely... or let out as much volume as I had!

Uthul reveled in the sight of my submission until my climax finally subsided. I laid there panting and spent, my body still trembling from the intense experience. Uthul withdrew from me and I could feel the mixed emotions of disappointment and relief wash over me.

“Well done, little human,” she said with a smirk, looking me over with a predatory gaze. “I think it’s safe to say you have lost our bet, but there’s still one last thing...”

Uthul stepped back from the bed,. As she looked down at me, lying there with legs spread and semen coating my stomach, a devilish grin spread across her face.

She walked around the bed to the side of my head, reaching down to grab my hair and pull my face up towards her. I could see the satisfaction and arousal in her eyes as she leaned forward, her cock, that slab of green meat throbbing slightly in front of my face.

Her hand released my hair and I felt her other hand gripping her swollen shaft, slowly pumping it in front of my face. I watched, transfixed, as her hand moved faster, her cock growing harder and pulsating in her grip until Uthul let out a deep, guttural moan and I felt hot, sticky liquid cover my face. Thick ropes of her sticky seed splattered across my cheeks, nose, and mouth, some even dribbling down my chin and onto my chest. I could feel the warm liquid dripping down my skin as another intense wave of emotion washed through me.

Uthul stood there, breathing heavily, as she watched her semen dripping down my face. With a satisfied sigh, she brought her hand down and began to rub her slick cock all over my face and chest, spreading her seed and marking me as her own.

I could do nothing but lay there, covered in her juices until she leaned down and planted a deep, dominating kiss on my lips before pulling back and grinning down at me.

“Welcome to the tribe,” she said, her voice low and sultry.