Secrets of the Inn...

Sarg enjoyed the day, playing a few games of darts with the regulars while enjoying the ales. He had the losers buying for him, the old Orc even waddled out to the privies to let Nigel practice his oral skills on that fat green fucker. Later in the day he even enjoyed dinner downstairs for a change, grinning as Neriah served him the meal. The older human female doing her best to act friendly, something that was mostly from her husbands urging than her own feelings. Leaning over the plate she set in front of him, the big old Orc inhaled deeply. “Aha you are a truly talented cook Neriah.” He complimented with a wide smile, seeing a bit more honest modestly on her pretty striped muzzle.

“Its just plain simple fare...” The human woman dismissed softly, as she took his empty mug and replaced it with a full one from the tray she had been carrying. As she watched the Orc dig in like he hadn't eaten in days, it brought a faint smile to her face. Reaching out while it shoveled food into his mouth, Sarg probed her mental defenses only to find a wall of iron. Built up from years of interacting with customers, she was use to flattery and hollow compliments... even proposals. She had hardened herself to this kind of thing, it would be a real fight to get through that.

“Liam is a lucky guy.” The old Orc snorted, between mouths full of food as he considered how to break her defenses. He would need some help with that, luckily her husband had certain weakness's. Liam liked to make a profit, and the human had a bit more interest in males than he normally showed. Perhaps that was the way to get past her mental defenses, licking his lip's the old Orc grinned as he took of sip from his mug. “Yes indeed... Liam is a very lucky guy to have a wife like you. Pretty, smart, understanding, willing to over look his little faults.” Neriah was just getting to walk away, suddenly she paused looking back at the seemingly distracted Orc as he ate.

“What little faults are you talking about?” She demanded unable to suppress her natural curiosity, Sarg just kept chewing for a long moment before taking a sip of ale.

“He came up to my room the last night...” The old Orc grunted shoveling more food into his mouth, feeling the frustration and suspicion roiling around within her mind. She waited with growing impatience, as he chewed swallowed and drink another mouthful of ale.

“Oh yes... To warn you about ol' Dan, drunkenly hitting on guests sometimes.” The pretty red haired woman nodded her head sagely, as Sarg shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't know about that.

“Found me ahem... having some private time.” The shaman inserted a image of himself laying naked on the bed into her mind, watching the woman's head jerk back in shock at that. “He offered me a bit of help with my needs...” The next image that flashed into her head, made Neriah gasp out loud and almost dropped the serving tray. Her husband kneeling down beside the bed, his big head bobbing up and down on the old Orc's naked crotch. The old Orc could tell from her reaction, she knew something about Liam's behavior in the past. “A real pleaser... yer husband. Asked me to stay all winter, I agreed at once of course.” Sarg smirked as he pushed one more image into her mind, Liam's smiling face with thick greasy cum covering his thick lip's and chin. The old Orc very pleased, by how much his words and those images he had used had thrown the humans mind into turmoil. The arguments with her husband that would follow, would weaken her mental defense even more. “Oh yes he's a lucky guy.” Sarg grunted, ripping a mouthful of bread off the half a loaf she had brought him. Chewing and smiling as she stumbled off back to the kitchen, mind plainly swarming with thoughts of her husband and other males. The growling and shouting started soon afterwards, Garr couldn't help grinning as his listened until Neriah stormed off into the Inn keepers private room.

“Heheh.” The old Orc laughed softly, as he watched a confused and plainly unhappy Inn keeper serving the others himself. Finding the humiliated look on the humans blushing face highly amusing, but kept his own face bland as Liam came around to take the dirty dishes.

“Anything else I can get you?” The middle aged human asked glumly, as he watched the big green Orc gulp down the last of his ale. Before looking up at the middle aged human, licking his lip's slowly while patting his belly. Probing the other males mind, finding the mans mental defenses in a shambles.

“Ammm that was a very good meal, yer lucky to have such a fine cook.” Sarg grunted with a faint smirked, as the human looked very unhappy as his wife was brought up. Liam just grunted and shrugged his shoulder, at the compliment about his wife's cooking. “Sure thing I'd take another ale...” The old Orc grunted and then lay a big paw in the humans shoulder, as Liam leaned down to pick up the empty mug on the table. “That was some loud... Errr discussion.” The Inn keeper looked over into the Orcs beady dark eyes, blushing hard as those eyes seemed to ensnare him in away.

“Oh you... you heard that huh?” Liam grunted looking intensely embarrassed, his mind growing even more turbulent as he thought about it. “Listen I'm really sorry about that...” The human apologized softly, his eye's unfocusing slightly as Sarg took a peek into his mind. “My wife sometimes gets the oddest ideas...” He confided meekly, as he struggled to find a delicate way of explaining what had happened. The old Orc didn't really listen to the stammering human, as he could discover the real meaning behind Neriah's thoughts within Liam's mind. The old memory was fresh in the mans mind, since he had just argued with his wife. Liam and Neriah were much younger, it was before any of their offspring were born. The Inn keeper had talked his wife into a threesome with a wood elf they knew, Liam, Neriah and their friend Andre, but things hadn't gone the way they had planned. Sure both males had started out pleasuring Neriah, however before the night was over Liam was enjoying more dick than his lovely wife. Sarg chuckled as he watched the big human, Liam jerking off at first as he watched another male fucking his wife. It had been Liam's fantasy the whole time, the reason he had talked his wife into inviting their elf friend into his marriage bed. But the human had gotten intensely jealous... watching Andre pound his wife into a screaming orgasm.

Now since it had been his idea, he had no room to protest... so that left the human with only one option. Surrender himself to the smaller male, something he knew the elf would enjoy. After rutting the bigger humans mate so well, the idea of the man giving up his mouth and asshole both amused and excited the smaller male. Neriah had not understood... that his submission to the other male wasn't because he liked being fucked. Although Sarg could see what the human had hidden from himself, that he had liked being used by another male a lot. The woman had been amused at first, but as the two males focused more and more on each other. She had grown disgusted and resentful, feeling shame that her mate was allowing himself to be used by another male. That night had ruined a friendship, and came close to ending the humans marriage. Neriah had kept a close eye on her husband after that, even after they produced three fine offspring together. The only time Liam was out from under his wife's gaze, were his trips into the city to buy supplies for the Inn. And she made him take one of the children along, first it had been their daughter keeping a eye on Liam. Later it had been Nigel, but never Remy because he was simply to innocent. It was years before she had let him go off alone, and that was only because she was friends with the wife of the Inn keeper where he always stayed. Sarg snickered as it was plain from the humans memory, that Liam would slip away from his offspring after they went to sleep. Going to a certain nearby club, or more truthfully to the dark alley out behind the club. Where many young males were looking for the company of other males, Liam had been secretly indulging himself for years. The human convincing himself that sex with other males, wasn't cheating on his wife... the old Orc doubted the humans mate would agree. Oh Neriah wasn't going to like that, and Sarg planned to make sure she found out about it.