Cum from all parties.

The shaman lunged forward with her staff, and Venus tensed, her combat training preparing her for a blow. But a moment later she felt the stick’s lower tip rubbing against her sensitive pussy. The shaman grinned, twisting the staff around until it was slick with her juices and making Venus moan. Then she did the same to Rose.

“Good,” Karuuk said, dropping his loin cloth. “Now kneel before me, whores.”

They both obeyed. The inexperienced Rose hesitated, but Venus knew what was expected of her. She began to run her tongue up and down Karuuk’s cock. It wasn’t yet fully hard, but it was already intimidatingly long and thick. Seeing it now, in the full light of day, she could hardly believe it had fitted inside her last night.

Rose followed her example, and the pair of them caressed their master’s member with their mouths, licking across its inhuman ridges and bumps. Occasionally, one of them would stretch her jaws as wide as she could to take its bulbous head fully into her mouth. The humiliation of submitting to the orc like this in front of his laughing tribe sent a thrill of shame and lust through Venus.

After they’d been working for a while, Karuuk roughly pushed them away and began to jerk his cock in one meaty fist. A moment later a surge of his thick cum shot forth, coating the breasts of both women. It seemed boiling hot on their bare skin, and Venus thought she’d swoon at the intoxicating smell.

The shaman stepped forward and pushed the tip of her staff between Venus’s breasts, and without a thought she pressed them together, letting it rub between them as if it was a cock. The shaman grinned, and gave Rose the same treatment. Where Karuuk’s cum mixed with the girls’ own juices, the staff began to glow with a bright white light.

“Now bend over and stick your arses in the air,” Karuuk ordered, and the pair obeyed. The position felt incredibly ****, driving home their submission. Venus could feel the hot gazes of the orcs on her clearly displayed pussy and arsehole, and found it only turned her on more. She wondered if Karuuk would let them fuck her. She wondered if he would fuck her right now, right in front of his watching followers, and found herself hoping he would. She even wondered if he might take her arse, something she’d barely even considered doing before. She found the prospect turned her on, and although she could scarcely believe his massive manhood could fit in her tight butthole, she wanted to try. She’d never felt so slutty and wanton before. Even with Rondo, she’d never been so keen to be defiled and debased. She wondered guiltily if this had always been a part of her, and if she’d given herself to him only for the taboo pleasure of mating with a werewolf, and if she’d now traded it for the even more perverse submission to an orc.

But Karuuk didn’t touch her. Instead, Venus’s cascade of thoughts was broken by a sharp, stinging blow to her left buttock from the shaman’s staff, that made her cry out in shock. A strange cool tingling spread around the blow, even as Venus heard Rose squeak as she suffered the same treatment.

“You can stand up,” Karuuk said. As they did so, Venus saw a mark on Rose’s butt, a palely glowing rune in the orcish language. She realised a similar mark must adorn her own backside.

“This brand marks you as my personal property,” Karuuk said. “It also means that you can only be impregnated by someone as mighty as me. I’m a generous chief, though. You’ll serve my followers along with the rest of the tribe’s harem, and every time they see that mark while their taking their pleasure with your sweet holes, they’ll know of my generosity!”

Cheers arose from the crowd.