Take his clothes off

"Alright, take your shirt off" Naz's rough voice commanded. Soren looked at her, hesitating, unsure of what was going on. "I have to see who I'm adding to my party, now, don't make me ask twice, strip." The dominance of her voice struck Soren, and he immediately doffed his linen shirt, revealing his pale skin. She drank in his figure, lean, if not too lean, barely any meat on the bones, abs that poked through more from lack of fat than definition. Well, he isn't rugged enough to be handsome, she mused, but holy shit is he pretty.

"Hmm… let me get a better look at you," Naz said, stalking circles around the elf, enjoying his trembling under her scrutinizing gaze. She reached out, lifting his arms and feeling his muscles. Her powerful hands traced and teased him. A slight gasp escaped his lips as she would brush her hands along his nipples, teasing them while under the guise of feeling his pectorals. "A bit on the thin side ain't ya?" She asked. Soren could only nod in affirmation, overwhelmed by a mixture of embarrassment and arousal, he shifted and fidgeted, trying to keep the small tent forming in his pants from being noticed. "Well…" Naz sighed, placing her hands on her hips, and looking down at the half-naked elf.

Soren looked up at her confused, had he done something wrong? Was he not good enough, one group had already cast him out for being weak, would his body fail him again? Fear and self-loathing filled his head, his lip trembled as he waited for the words he knew were coming, telling him to get out, that he was weak, that he didn't deserve to be a member of her team.

"Take the rest off" Soren blinked, too stunned to move, of all the words he expected to hear, those were not even on the list. "What did I say about making me ask twice?" Soren snapped to his senses, her presence towered over him, and he dared not make her wait again, he pulled his trousers down, revealing his purple undergarment, his member pressing against the fabric. Despite his fears, he was unable to deny his arousal at being commanded by this muscular Half-orc. He could only hope his arousal did not anger her. "All of it"

"All of it?"

"All, of, it." Not wanting to be scolded again for hesitating, Soren pulled free his underwear, revealing his clean-shaven privates. His cock stood straight ahead. Even on his frame it looks a little small, can't be more than 4 inches. Naz couldn't hide her smirk. How lucky she has been, to pick up such a cute little toy. And oh how she could not wait to play with him. "Alright, let me feel your legs, come here," she said, sitting down on the only bed in the room, something Soren had just now taken note of. He moved towards her. He felt incredibly ****, here he was, naked, while a fully clothed woman who looked like she could crush him with ease examined his most intimate parts. The feeling was intoxicating.