Miriam decides for you

You watch the scene, hypnotised. While part of you pities the elf, another part find your eyes drawn to the massive, veined green cocks of the orcs, and the way rivulets of cum trickle across the elf’s petite breasts.

Miriam steps up behind you and puts her arms round you. Her breasts squash against your back, and her hand slips between your thighs. “Oh, Melena,” she whispers, “I love how you’re always wet.” Then she pushes you forwards.

The orcs turn as you stumble towards them, obviously annoyed at being interrupted. But then Miriam speaks to them. “My lords, we beg your charity, your compassion. This poor child-” she tweaks your breast, emphasising just how ‘childish’ you are “-suffers a grave plight.” She spins you around, bending you over. “She – I could weep! – she has never had the joy of having an orc cock stuffed into this tight, tender ass.” To emphasis her point, she slides a finger into the hole in question, and you don’t even try to restrain a moan.

The orcs anger melts away, and they laugh. “I think we can show some compassion,” the leader says. “Well, girl?” he adds to you. “You want this in your ass?”

As Miriam releases you, you stand again and turn to face them. The leader is gently stroking his massive cock, as are many of his friends. “Please, my lords,” you say in a soft, submissive voice, “I’m a human, and I want what every human woman wants. All I desire is to be fucked in every hole by big orc cocks, to be taken and used and bred by orc conquerors… to serve my masters’ pleasures in every way I can.” You know it’s the right thing to say, a bit of token submission to orc philosophy that raises cheers and guffaws. You just wish you were sure it wasn’t sincere.

“Well, then,” he says, “we can hardly deny such a heartfelt request. You girl,” he adds to Miriam, “Prepare my cock.”

She obeys with her usual sluttish eagerness, sticking out her ass as she bends over in the same position you’ve adopted. Looking over your shoulder, you watch as she takes his huge cock into her mouth, licking along its length and letting him slide it deep into her trained throat, coating it liberally in her saliva.

Most of the orcs are watching this scene with amused lust. They’ve surrounded you, and are slowly stroking their cocks. Your skin tingles at the thought of their seed spraying across your naked form, but for now they restrain themselves. The elf is abandoned, slumped in a pool of orc cum but watching events with a strange expression on her face.

One orc, however, is not content to wait. He steps up behind Miriam and spreads her pale buttocks, before thrusting his cock into her ass. Watching, you can scarcely believe his massive organ can fit in her tiny, tight rosebub, and feel a tingle of fear knowing that your hole is next. As he drives his dry cock in up to its hilt into her, Miriam’s eyes roll back in her head and her passionate cry is gagged by the cock down her throat. As her throat-muscles spasm, the orc she’s sucking gives a grunt of pleasure before withdrawing his saliva slick cock.

As he steps up behind you, you tense, shivering in anticipation. Miriam must have seen this – although how she can pay attention to anything other than the pounding she’s getting you’ll never know, except that it’s a testament to her slutiness – and speaks to reassure you. “Relax, Melena, you’ll love it.”

You barely manage to follow his instructions before the orc thrusts into your hole. It hurts, but it takes only a moment for you to come to enjoy it. You don’t know if you could restrain your passionate moans, and you see no point in trying. Your voice rises in a lustful duet with Miriam. You know the sounds of your pleasure will only further excite the orcs, and you are eager to see what that will lead to. The orc fucking you lifts you up as if you were weightless, and his strong hands stretch your legs until their spread apart, your body forming a T as you display your glistening, aroused pussy to the rest of the orcs.

“Oh, YES,” Miriam cries passionately, leaving you unsure whether it’s a reaction to you or the sensations in her butthole, “Come on, you slut, there are plenty more orc cocks to service! AH! Tell them what you want! Tell them where you want it! Show them how slutty you a-GNGH!” Her words are cut off as another of the orcs thrusts his manhood into her mouth, and she starts serving him without a pause.

“In my cunt!” you moan, a **** cry that owes nothing to deception and everything to instinct and animal lust. “Put one in my cunt! Fill my womb with orc seed! I’m your bitch! Knock me up! Breed me!”

They laugh at that, and another orc steps forwards and rams his cock into your ready, eager womanhood. The sensation of two orcs driving into you, tossing your fragile body between them as they take their pleasure, is more than you can bare. With a scream, you cum. But the orcs do not relent, not even when they flood your holes with their seed. Others take their place, and the world seems to fade away in a haze of lust and orgasms. You lose track of the times you and Miriam are fucked, and how long it’s been, although you’re sure each of them must have had you at least once.

When you finally regain your senses, they’re gone, and the pair of you are lying beside the elf. The ground around you is stained with orc cum, as are your bodies, and more of it leaks from your holes.