More sex

It takes only a moment to catch your breathe. Not much has changed. The strap-on and its owner have stopped fucking you. <common, hurry up I wanna try you've had what? two orgasms already?> says a female voice behind you. You feel the dildo twist in your drenched cunt, and after some breif wiggling, the fucking resumes. Your tits mash against the firm orc body beneath you. The orcess protests <at least let me out from under the fuck pig.> Her powerful grip lifts you and she slides out. The other female orc doesn't stop her pounding for a moment and soon she is grinding your pretty face into the dirt.

You feel empty with only one of your holes filled. Illuminated by the rising sun, you see an orc orgy taking place around you; some pleasuring themselves, others eachother, even the bound cartwomen have been pulled into the fun.

Your loneliness is short lived, as a hand pulls your head up by the hair and a vulva you recognize fills your vision. <Fight over its twat if you want battle sisters its face is good enough for me.> Encouraged by this compliment you eagerly start licking and sucking the familiar cunt.

It isn't only lesbian sex for you. A wirey, old orc climbs on top of you, and chuckling to himself, he starts buggering you. Your pleasure builds, and soon have another orgasm.

He rides your upturned ass giggling and howling. Especially exited when he rightfully identifies that you had an orgasm. Occasionally he leans down to mumble something dirty in your ear.

He cums deep in your bowels, before pulling out and saying <let me use her mouth to clean me off>. The orcess you were pleasuring agrees. And less then a minute after his was cock was in your ass you are licking it clean. He leaves very satisfied.

The three battle sisters leave as well, after each gets a turn or two with your mouth and pussy.

You look around waiting for the next orc to claim you, but none do. They all seem to be preoccupied. The nearest orc is stroking himself with his eyes closed. You crawl over to him. Kneeling at his feet, you start licking his hairy balls, giving him quite a pleasant surprise. He starts slapping his shaft on your forehead. You see another orc out of the corner of your eye approaching. He stands to your left and starts rubbing his cock on your cheek. You let the balls you are sucking tumble out of your mouth, and start rolling them and cupping them. With your mouth free, you take the second cock into it, sucking and bobbing your head.

You alternate between the two cocks, pleasuring one when the other starts to bore you. When a shaft is out of your mouth, you at least pleasure it with your hands.

A third member appears for you to pleasure, and you shift your mouth and hands to keep all the cocks happy. You make one happy enough for it to shoot cum into your face, but it is soon replaced.

<The fuck thing really knows what its doing> you hear many of the orcs express your expertise to their tribe-mates. Despite your best efforts, the large cocks crowd around you faster than you can satisfy them. Apparently there is renewed interest in the whorish queen they captured. Soon impatient orcs are pushing. More than once, a shoved orc's cock slams you into another's crotch. You don't mind, but they are threatening to fight.

A solution is suggested; <lift her up on the cart so we can get better access.> Hands reach under your arms and drag you to a cart, that you are unceremoniously dumped on. Its thin your head and ass hang over the edges, uncomfortable, but nothing compared to some of the stuff Aime and Edgard have put you through.

Most of the orcs remain interested in your face. decorating it with ribbons of orc cum. While they wait for your hands or mouth to be free, they stroke themselves or rub against your cheek. Those that aren't pleasuring themselves around your head, are using some other part of your body. One folds your tit as best he can around your cock and fucks it. Others take more traditional methods, like the brave one that tried your cunt, to discover the Rush pepper oil mostly gone.

Exhaustion started to overwhelm you. It had been a particularrly wild night with your servants, before this gangbang derigned to tire you out. Your arms ached from strocking one orc after another until they deposited their load on your face or chest. Your pussy muscles didn't have enough energy to squeese in just the right way to make any man cum a minute after entering.

The orcs were also getting tired. You were rarely servicing more than one at a time, but sleep still starts to take you. Before they leave some orcs have you suck them clean, most just wipe their grimy cocks off on your chest or thigh. The last thing you remember before drifting off is the old wiry orc on top of you again this time titty fucking you. Before you drift off.