He commands you to get on your knees

Jorek's mouth opens in a tusked smile as he examines your body clothed in the revealing gown. He moves his enormous hands to your shoulders and pushes you with just enough **** to indicate his desire.

"On your knees," he commands and you sink to your knees on the carpeted floor of the room. You are confronted with the bulging loincloth and the musk of his cock. The strong odor stokes your lust.

Jorek unties the loincloth and lets it drop from his hands, over his muscular thighs, and to the floor. His flaccid cock is very thick and darker gray than his surrounding skin. Veins reach from the root in his black pubic hair and the bulging head is just visible beneath the soft hood of his foreskin. Beneath his cock, his bollocks are huge and low-hanging.

The huge orc reaches down and wraps a fist around his dangling cockmeat. He strokes it once, skinning back the head to reveal a slight pinkness to the bulging head. He lifts his cock so the head is against the chiseled muscles of his belly and his bollocks are exposed. His other hand moves to the top of your head and he pulls you towards him.

"Suck them," he says, his voice deep and his words irresistible.

You need no further guidance from the mighty orc. You lean forward, pressing your nose to his cock and your lips to the soft flesh of his bollocks. Your tongue samples his salty flesh and you guide the rolling shape of a testicle to your lips. You suck on it, producing a pleased grunt from the orc. You move to the other, bathing his bollocks with your tongue and sucking gently as Jorek begins to wank himself. In short order his bollocks are glistening with your saliva and his cock is swollen to full and impressive size.

Jorek tangles his fingers in your hair and lifts your mouth to the head of his cock. You part your lips and for the first time in your life sample the rich brine of an orc's precum. Your full lips slip over the head of his cock as he fills your mouth and you tease him with your tongue even, tracing the ridges of his glans and flicking the tip of your tongue through the dripping slit of his cockhead. Jorek groans, gently moving your head, starting the up and down motion as you begin to bob your mouth on his meaty member.

"She takes to orc cock," murmurs one of Alyssa's friends.

You moan softly and your wanton slurping on Jorek's meat fills the bedroom.

"I rather think she would take to a pig's prick," laughs Alyssa.

You take Jorek's cockmeat to the back of your throat. You try to swallow him but you gag, his cock beig too thick for your narrow throat. Jorek laughs once, allowing you to gasp for air as you pop him from your mouth, hand moving to his shaft and stroking him as you let your tongue take over, moving up and down his length, kissing the underside before returning to sucking him.

"Oh," laughs the first man with delight. "Bring a pig in next. I want to see her fucked by one."

"Shh," silences Alyssa. "Any **** could be made to fuck a beast. This one desires monsters."

You close your eyes, your face burning with humiliation at what Alyssa and her friends are saying. Tears drop from both eyes as you bob your mouth and hollow your cheeks around the orc's cockmeat. You are softly crying because you know they are right on all counts. Your depravity knows no boundaries. You only want to please this monster that fills your mouth with the fat flesh of his loins.

You open your eyes and look up over the muscular mountain of Jorek's body, meeting his red-eyed gaze as you redouble your efforts and swallow his flowing precum. In your caressing hand you can feel the mighty orc's bollocks tightening up and you know that soon your efforts will be rewarded with the boiling broth they contain.