The next day...

Venus awoke with a warm flush of arousal. Her pussy was sore from the pounding it had received last night, but the feeling was satisfying. And agile fingers were teasing it.

She opened her eyes, and saw Rose lying next to her. It was the other hunter who was playing with her womanhood. When Rose saw she was awake, she grinned and kissed Venus on the lips. Venus was a bit surprised when the other girl slid her tongue into her mouth, but after a moment she returned the gesture.

When they separated, Rose grinned at Venus, her fingers still working in the other woman’s wet hole. “Last night… is it always like that?” she asked.

Venus frowned. “It… that was… more intense…”

She was shocked to see the younger woman looking so… happy. Rose seemed to have completely accepted her **** and enslavement.

She didn’t have time to ponder this, though. The flap of the tent was thrown open, and Karuuk stood there, a leering grin spreading across his face as he examined the two women in front of him.

“Couldn’t wait, you sluts?” he said. “Don’t worry, you’ll be moaning from orc cock again soon.”

Venus couldn’t deny the eager lust that promise awoke in her.

“Good news,” the orc chief continued. “I’ve decided to honour the pair of you by making you my personal breeding slaves, rather than just adding you to the tribe’s harem. So I’m going to take you outside for the Rite of Ownership.”

“Thank you, master,” Rose said, as unhesitatingly submissive as if she’d been practicing. Karuuk looked pleased, but then frowned when she added, “Where are our clothes?”

He laughed harshly. “Clothes? Why would you need clothes? Never forget, bitch, that tight little body of yours is my property. And I like to show off my treasures. But maybe if you’re good little sluts I’ll give you some jewellery to wear. But for now, all you wear is these.”

He tossed each of the women a leather collar, each with a long leash leading from it to his hand. Rose eagerly buckled the collar round her neck, and after a moment Venus did the same. With a firm tug, Karuuk led them out of the tent.

The sun was up, feeling warm on their bare skin. A crowd of orcs was gathered outside, Venus flushed as their lustful eyes examined the two beautiful, naked young women. Various orcs started muttering lecherous, appreciative comments and obscene suggestions about what to do with the pair. Rose blushed scarlet, trying to cover her breasts with one arm while her other hand hid her pussy. This futile attempt at modesty raised mocking laughter from the orcs. Venus noticed that wetness was running down the girl’s thighs. The humiliation was turning her on.

Venus’s own pussy was sopping wet, but she tried to tell herself that was from Rose’s fingers earlier.

Trying to distract herself, she looked over to the rock where Rondo had been pinned, and saw he was gone. Karuuk followed her gaze. “We let your puppy go,” he said. “Consider it your first reward for being a good ****. Don’t worry, if you start craving dog cock again I’ll send you to our kennels and let our hounds mount you.”

Venus realised that the orc was entirely serious about giving her to his beasts. Karuuk seemed sure Rondo was no threat, but she wondered if he would come back. The risks of trying to rescue her were great, but that might not deter him. On the other hand, he must have heard her begging her orc master to fuck her. He must know she was no longer his bitch.

“Shaman,” Karuuk said, “is everything ready for the Rite of Ownership?”

“Yes, Chieftain,” the shaman replied. To Venus’s surprise, it was a female, holding a staff tipped with a deer skull. An orc would never be conventionally beautiful. She was thickset and muscular, with coarse features and black hair braided into dreadlocks. But her large breasts were bare except for swirls of red and blue paint and a necklace of bone charms, and she had an air of primal, animal sexuality about her. And she looked at the two humans with the same lust as the orc males.

“Then do it,” Karuuk commanded.