Elf and Orc showdown

Lorelei Nightgown rested in her cage as she had been for days. It was a simple wooden thing that the orcs had built, but it was solid and always well guarded. She was still being brought food and water regularly, so they wanted her alive for something. They had captured her days ago and had left her fairly undisturbed for a prisoner, which left her just as curious about her fate as she was fearful.

Lorelei was a high elf, recognizable for her flowing blond hair, crystal blue eyes, and sharply pointed ears. She had been stripped of her armor and weapons, wearing a simple leather shirt over her double D breasts, and a loincloth that the orcs had given her.

The beast men finally brought her from her prison, chaining her limbs together and bringing her to a muddy pit lined with wooden walls. Inside, there waited three female orcs, one dominantly larger than the others, wearing a thick robe of wolf fur over her entire body.

“Me Ket Hellpack,” she explained proudly. “I am chief of Hellpack clan, where we honor strength over everything else.”
“Lorelei did her best to act dignified while nearly nude and ankle-deep in mud. “What is it you want with me then?”

“When we capture you, you beat four my best before we take you. That very strong. As honor for that, we offer you ‘jug tao. You fight for freedom. You win, you run free. If not…” Ket grinned. “Bad things.”
Lorie breathed a sigh, eying the orcs in the fight pit. “Very well. I don’t have much choice I see. Will I be using my own sword for this?”
Ket laughed loudly. “No, pinky, no swords.”

The two smaller orc women moved up and removed Ket’s robe, the green-skinned woman spreading her arms as her body was revealed totally bare. Her skin was smooth over her thickly built body, clearly a bit chubby but still solidly muscled. Her jet black hair was in a long ponytail down her back, and her jiggly tits were at least as big as Ket’s. Small tusks protruded from her lower lip, but skin color aside, Lorelei did have to admit she had a rather lovely body.

“We fight with no weapons. None at all. Only bodies.” One of the smaller orcs went up to Lorie with a hand out expectantly. Seeing what she meant, Lorie grudgingly parted with her little remaining clothing. Her pale, lean frame was left exposed as the other orcs left the mud-caked arena, just the chief and the elf alone in the chamber.

“I warn you,” Ket chuckled, approaching confidently. “I bring down full grown boy orcs before.”
“Let’s just see how you fight before you go warning anybody, savage,” Lorie countered, raising her fists defiantly.