No

"no..." she was going to, but her body was bereft of strength, and her sole word sounded like a challenge. His fingers assaulted her clit, rubbing vigorously her love button and forcing her to scream her soul. It was so like her orgasm, but at the same time so different, she just didn't know how to deal with it

"You challenged me, human. I didn't desire this, you did" Liandra didn't care about his words, she just wanted him to keep rubbing her pussy. As long as she kept her eyes shut she could pretend she wasn't there, that it was all a dream.

He didn't keep pleasing her for long, despite her moans. Her body complained about the sudden loneliness, and when her eyes fluttered open she saw that massive slab of green meat staring at her. She knew nothing of blowjobs and facefucks, and panicked when the Orc tried to make her swallow that wide fuckpole. That it stank didn't help any.

The Orc was caught unaware, he though she was already broken, he was unprepared for the **** uppercut that almost broke his jaw. Scro staggered a few feet back, cobwebs in his eyes.

Liandra´s lithe frame pounced on the disbalanced orc, throwing him on his back. Endorphin rushed through her veins as she kept him pinned, her nostrils filled with his scent. If her mind was still dazzled by how quick everything was happened, her body wanted more from this mate.

She rubbed her exposed pussy over his hard abdomen, smearing her juices and the leaking cum over him. She saw his agony whenever her asscheeks touched his hard cock. It got worse when she teased his pole by running her pussy lips over his length.

"Beg" she echoed him, somewhere in her lust **** mind it sounded so fair. His face showed agony, while she was delirious with pleasure, so close to cumming again. She kept torturing him, forging her taunts with words she had just learnt, she kept doing it for several minutes.

"I submit..." finally, Liandra though, as she felt her body climb the huge length of fuckmeat. She could feel his hands on her tights, and they felt good.

"So good..." She said when her pussy was just hovering over his dickhead. She impaled herself, and a royal part of her mind asked what was she doing. Pain quieted it, the stretch of her maidenhead, the break of her hymen. His green penis was coated red, and he hurled in pleasure as Liandra´s tight pussy struggled to fit him in.

It was an epic struggle, but she did it. She had it all inside her, and the tears that ran down her cheeks turned into badges of courage and triumph. Even her princess self had to admit her accomplishment.

"Ride that cock!" cheered one face

"**** the Orc!" called another

"What a slut! All that and she still isn't satisfied"

Her mind had an outstanding clarity, she even saw the tearful Kendra, subject to a dark haired woman mauling her breasts. She felt a wave of hate towards her love and friend, and thought she would never bridge the feeling of betrayal.

She looked down, finally, and saw Captain Scro. The lusty tigress inside her had been tamed, her next actions were all her. "Calm down, Scro Slorak. Enjoy" she meant only kindness, and she could feel the **** tightness on his hips lessen. But his cock didn't deflate any.

She began to move her hips, and enjoy the feel of a cock stuffing her pussy. Slurs continued to rain on both of them, but she told him "Ignore them. This is our moment" he nodded, miserable, and she continued to ride his cock at her leisure.

"I am so close..." she recognized the feeling, "so am I... please let me cum with you, mistress" She nodded, ad when it came he joined her chorus, flooding her pussy with the same copious amount of orcish jism as he did with her ass.