With great pleasure.

All five chieftains rise along with their cocks, cocks that make yours seem like a useless toy, they lick their lips in anticipation, scanning your soft, slender body with their eyes, the warchief jumps down from her perch, sending dust rocketing in every direction. The shaman bows and steps aside, you quiver and shake as the warchief approaches, you've never felt so weak before, so fragile, so vunerable. The warchief flicks your little clitty upwards and growls, "So cute." she pulls you tight and fondles your plump ass, flicking her forked tongue in and out of your ear, you feel her rock hard cock pulse against your pale, slightly toned stomach. In a savage burst she flips you over onto all fours and positions her cock right above your smooth, pink anus. "Tsk-tsk, if he is to be my ****, he is to be marked by me." the shaman interjects while pressing her staff on the warchief's cock. The warchief spits in distaste and slaps your ass, her hand putting your left cheek in a vice grip. You squeal, as she turns you around and shoves her cock into your throat.

Her studded cock stretches your new mouth, its full lips being parted by dark green meat, she uses you for nearly twenty minutes as all the other orcs watch on in excitement, stroking their equally lengthy cocks. As she reaches climax she hilts her cock inside of you and goes stiff, the cum pouring out of her in quick bursts, you can feel the cum being deposited to your stomach and breathe a sigh of relief as the cock slides out of your throat. You collapse onto the dirt floor, drenched in sweat, cum, and saliva.

"This is good work, you can have this ****, but I demand more for at my own disposal, equipped with the same assets as the ones you gave to her." the warchief says as she walks off. The shaman looks pleased as she lifts you up and grabs you by the leash, she bows one last time and leads you to your new life.