Morning...

He'd planned to sleep late the next morning, however Remy was there bright and early with a tray of breakfast. Sarg let the handsome young male in, ordering Remy to get the fire going again good. Once the old Orc felt the heat filling the room, he threw the heavy bed covers back exposing his old naked body. Smiling as the human's eager mouth was instantly wrapped around that throbbing organ, the old Orc lay back watching the look of joys on that young face. As Remy jacked himself off happily, while the smirking Orc lay back enjoying the hot food his **** had brought him. Fried eggs, little brown sausages, baked beans, rolls and gravy... all washed down with a coal black winter ale. It had been a long time since Sarg had eaten so well, and gotten oral pleasure at the same time. Things were certainly looking up for the ugly old Orc, plus he still had all the coin and jewelry he had looted. Sarg lay back thinking about the way he had acquired those things, it had certainly been pleasurable he had started with the old Chief's mate. And then the his sons, it had been a fun game getting them alone invading... **** their minds. He had been clumsy at first... two of them had died from the mind break. As Shaman he had blamed it on cursed spirits, the other three sons he had broken more carefully. It had been a lot of work, but in time he had been the master of all of them. And then he had taken the old Chief, it had been a real mental battle that Sarg had almost lost. But in the end he had become the master of that big brute, with the help of the Chief and his sons Sarg had taken everything he wanted.

The old Orc's mind snapped back to the present, as he felt his thick cock releasing a thick load into that eagerly suckling mouth. Listening to the young Human moaning in delight, as he gulps down those gooey spurts of thick Orcish spunk. It is plain that Remy's mind really had taken to the changes, the day before the young human had been a straight breeder. Sarg had changed that easily, if the human had more will power his mind would be rebelling. Instead this sissy little male had taken to his new outlook perfectly, his mind seeming to cling to the new persona eagerly. As the old Orc watched, Remy spurted his own cum into the palm of his hand, happily licking that cream up as the old Orc watched with a gloating sneer. Remy obviously in ecstasy as he tastes his own cum, reaching down the older male fondled that red hair playfully. Sarg slipped into the humans mind ridiculously easily this time, like a well worn glove Remy stared glassy eyed. “You are getting pretty good at that... you know you really should provide the service to other guests in the future.” The old Orc whispered inside the younger males head, instructing him in how to offer his services and how much to charge.

“You... you think I'm really good enough to service travelers... Yes... yes your right every Inn should have a comfort boi like me.” Remy's mind once again helping things along, this human really did have a submissive pleasing nature to him. “I will use my body to make so much coin for you daddy.” Remy moaned looking up into the older males eyes, as his finished licking up all the cum off his own hand.

“Oh yes you will... And we will start your anal training soon. Get that tight little boi pussy all broken in and ready for the coming guests.” Sarg snickered lewdly as he finished playing around inside Remy's head, planting one last command in the youth's brain. Making sure that Remy would always take his side in any fight, even battling his own family to defend the old Orc. Making sure that Sarg would always have one loyal follower here at the Inn, Sarg realized that he had been very lucky to find such a weak minded dupe for his first ****. “Come to think of it... your brother might enjoy this as well. You should show him what that mouth can do... just don't tell him yet where you learned it.” Sarg commanded before sending the young human on his way, taking the empty breakfast tray back down to the kitchens. Putting on his light robe, the old Orc decided to go down to the main taproom just to see what was going on.

Stepping out into the corridor, Sarg swaggered down the hallway slowly looking around. Coming to a open room door, the fat older Orc peered inside smirking as he saw that pretty female bend over making the bed. Slowly Sarg licked his thick lip's, feeling cruel darkness within his mind yearning to break and victimize a female now. Slowly he glanced up and down the corridor, seeing no one around the fat old Orc stepped into the room closing the door behind him. Bolting it softly so as not to alarm the helpless female inside, as he gathered his power and focused in the mind before him.

Imelda...

Neriah...