The middle of the night

I awoke abruptly in the dead of night, the air around me thick with an unsettling stillness, as if the world itself held its breath; the faint rustle of leaves outside and the crackling of the few torches that threw a dimmed light across the tent were the only sounds I could make. Coming slowly to my senses, I remembered where I was... and who I was with!

Luckily, the Orc woman was deep asleep and only a snore was heard occasionally, which helped me relax a bit. I moved on my cushions a bit, but my thoughts kept me awake. I could not go to bed and miss this chance to look around. This was a golden opportunity to gather some information about the orcs, When else would I have such a chance? I could also try to escape, but after what the orcess said... I wasn’t sure. Plus, as much as I wanted to escape, I knew patience was important.

I sighed, then looked around the tent. It was bare except for a few chairs, a desk and her bed. As I stood up, I wandered - should I be exploring the tent... or was it better to look around the camp? Both were good options.

As I weighed them, I noticed something moving from the corner of my eye. Underneath her loincloth, there was an unmistakable movement. It was her cock... it was slowly coming to life, no doubt caused by a dream! I observed it for a minute, watching it harden and throb, wondering how the hell she managed to hide it from me initially. It was a large specimen and, I had to admit, a thought ran through my mind wondering just how big it could get. Then, another thought came by - now was the perfect chance to see! After all, the Orc woman was asleep and she wouldn’t get any wrong ideas about my intentions. It was a pure jolt of curiousity, nothing more!