Two warriors notice the pair of you

You start to come out of your hazy world where there is only you and Miriam and realize the two of you are being watched by two black metal warriors lounging by a fireplace. They share dirty jokes about the two of you and laugh heartily. Miriam’s head cranes to see them and you swear you see a twinkle in her eye. She clambers off you onto her hands and knees and raises her bottom invitingly towards them.

“Master Cho’Gall, Master Dumas! Would you care to relieve yourselves with this ****? I haven’t been fucked for at least… at least… a few hours!” she pleads, a touch of calculated anguish in her voice like the needful whining of a puppy.

Dumas laughs, commenting to Cho’Gall “I love human women. For all their notions of propriety, deep down they’re sluttier than the most wanton whores of any other race.”

“Masters, we are pained with our yearning for your magnificent cocks. Only they can soothe us.” Miriam’s sweet voice rises an octave, her innocent sounding voice mixed with her lewd words designed to entice. To add a visual dimension to this, one of her hands snakes down your taut belly and she spreads the petals of your sex with her fingers whilst her other hand reaches for her own womanhood, and she too displays what she has to offer. She traces the folds of her pretty pink snatch with her fingers until she appears as aroused as you.

Your pussies both glisten beneath the glow of the afternoon sun, and the sight would be more than enough to drive most any human male half-mad with lust, but these orcs are used to beautiful **** girls and require a little more convincing. Cho’Gall looks at you contemptuously.

“And what of you, blonde wench?”

Miriam looks at you expectantly, triggering your response, which is more than halfway sincere.

“Please Masters, I’ve been fucked so many times today by orcs I’m addicted to it. I need more!”

Dumas chuckles “What shameless slaves! They may have no dignity, but when they have our cocks, they won’t need it.”. Cho’Gall nods to him and they approach the pair of you. Their shadows loom large over the two of you as they tower above. Cho’Gall gives Miriam a harsh swat on her pert bottom, telling her to crawl on top of you. She squeals and acquiesces as she clambers on top of you, and you can see her pink petals mere inches above your face and you get a heady thrill from seeing her beautiful pussy close up for the first time. You see Cho’Gall kneeling above you as he fishes his swollen green dick from his pants, and you can already feel the heat of it on your face as his pinkish cockhead emerges from his foreskin. You can see in the inch or two of space that separates Miriam’s body from yours that Dumas is doing the same thing in front of Miriam’s face.

You barely have time to gasp before Cho’Gall plugs your mouth with his cock, It plunges deep inside your throat, and it immediately starts to pulse, stretching your jaw as the top of it slides along your tongue. You hear that Miriam is eagerly fellating Dumas, the sounds of her sloppy blowjob filling your ears as Cho’Gall smoothly throatfucks you. You hope your claim that you’re becoming addicted to orcish dicks was not truthful as you find the musky taste that fills your mouth even more pleasant than it did the first time. His pre-cum drools from his cockhead directly into your throat in the same quantities that a human man would cum, and you’re **** to swallow the watery, clear fluid, trying to tell yourself you would not have done so by choice. His heavy ball sack lightly slaps your forehead as he feeds his dick deep into your throat for several minutes.

He thrusts forward one last time, filling your mouth like never before, forcing you to breath through your nose, making your head feel light with his powerful scent that you must inhale each time. Your lips slowly slide along his cock as he withdraws from the tight seal your mouth forms around him and it comes free, the heavy cockhead bouncing off your nose. He smiles down at your anguished face, noting how **** you seemed to release him.

Cho’Gall’s cock is now as hard as steel and he brings it up to rub his saliva slick member up and down along Miriam’s pretty pussy. Miriam must have stopped her blowjob as you hear her softly cooing in response and you gasp as you feel Dumas’ fat cockhead easing it‘s way between your nether lips. Dripping with spit from Miriam’s oral attentions, and finding your womanhood still moist from the endless depravity you’ve engaged in, Dumas slides into you easily, his girth feeling wonderful as the walls of your cunt clutch him tightly. Your eyes open wide as you get a close up view of what you’re experiencing, as Cho’Gall plunges into Miriam, and the sight of the bulging cockstalk fed into her delicate pink quim takes your breath away.

As he starts to thrust the sheer depravity of what is happening fills your eyes as you watch the stark contrast of his brutish green cock and her fair white skin, the sight of this perverse coupling multiplying the sensations of Dumas fucking you. A little droplet of Miriam’s feminine dew drips into your open mouth and it drives you wild as your head jerks up, your tongue feverishly lapping along her clit and the underside of Cho’Gall’s prick. You imagine how the priest from your village would react if he saw you moaning on the ground, eagerly accepting orcish dick inside you, licking simultaneously at the privates of another woman and a hated enemy of your species, and your chest flutters with excitement. Miriam reacts to your licking with a scream of what sounds like transcendant pleasure only stifled by her eagerly returning the same treatment to you.

The addition of Miriam’s talented tongue to the pleasures you’re experiencing is starting to drive you over the edge. It is not long before both of you let out a chorus of orgasmic moans. The orcs are quick to join you as you feel your insides being flooded with sticky effusion, and you watch with fascination as Cho’Gall’s dick twitches and throbs, burying his seed deep inside Miriam. You close your eyes as he pulls out and it splatters all over your face, the viscous fluid dripping into your open mouth. Miriam collapses onto you, her hot, flushed body, entangled with yours as your tongues desperately explore each other’s pussies, greedily gulping down the delicious deposits you find there.

“Greedy little sluts.” Dumas comments with amusement as the two orcs watch you for a few moments before tucking themselves back into their breeches and walking off, chuckling as they return to their posts. The two of you are left in an undignified 69 in the middle of the camp as you wonder to yourself if you’ll even get a chance to think of a coherent plan of escape before losing yourself to all your shameful pleasures.