She's too weak and scared to fight

Hilda's legs give out and she slides to the ground, her eyes still shut tight as the last of her resolve abandons her, like rats abandoning a sinking ship.

The once-proud and mighty warrior is utterly defeated, and without even a single blow exchanged between the two.

"You know your place," Clara growls in approval before crouching down to lick Hilda's face. "You will make a FINE ****."

Hilda lets out a nervous squeak and blushes in a mix of shame, fear, and arousal.

Clara stands back up, her hairy, wet, and very fragrant pussy just inches from Hilda's face.

Hilda tries to look away, but the orc bully isn't done tormenting her. Clara wraps her hands around the back of the disgraced knight's head.

"LOOK!" Clara bellows. "Gaze upon a real woman!"

Hilda whimpers, but does as she is told, and despite herself, she finds the sight - and smell - very alluring.

I... I can't believe this! This... This she-beast is humilating me and I... I'm getting turned on by it!?

Hilda feels her own crotch flowing, and has to struggle to keep her hand from wandering.

Clara sees the effect she's having on her inferior and laughs.

"You will make a VERY FINE ****! Maybe I should reward you..." the orc says as she pushes Hilda's tomato-red face towards her crotch.

Hilda doesn't resist at all, in fact she starts extending her tongue to lap up that sweet cream, but is pushed away and onto the muddy ground.

"No, we should prepare it properly," Clara says as she walks back towards Hunk...