A Spitroast

... this bulbous, gigantic pleasureshaft enters you. First the swollen tip. Then the whole of his spiky length. Your helpfully dripping wet meatpocket stretches around it with little objection. Must be all the practice it had, you think, and thank the heavens. You don't think you could have taken in this monstercock without bleeding otherwise. And Jaq doesn't play around either. He pushes it in as deep as he can instantly and it feels like he's reaching deep into your stomach. You expected the little spikes on his knob to hurt, but instead they give you so much pleasure that you cum almost instantly. Waves of euphoria flow through your body as the orc moves his sword in and out of you. The little knobs making friction on your vagina skin, and almost setting your pussy on fire. You moan loadly on Shaq's cock, which is still lodged deeply in your throat.

'She's enjoying it, the little slut!' Shaq says triumphantly. He takes his cock out of your slobbering mouth, and waves it in front of your face. You look at it dazedly. 'You love these orc cocks don't you?'

You get an idea. 'Oh yes, these are the best cocks I've ever seen,' you say convincingly, as you're not actually lying. 'Pleassssee, more...'

Jaq laughs at this, as his spear deeply penetrates you over and over again with wreckless abandon. 'Orc women are never this eager. I didn't think humans were so easy to fuck into submission.'

'We humans love to be submissive to your masterrace,' you say with quite some difficulty. Getting rammed like this makes it quite difficult to talk, and your violently shaky orgasms don't help. 'And we always fantasize about your cocks. Human cocks are quite small, you know. No good for us women.'

'Well, well, well,' Shaq says, grinning idiotically. 'Looks like we're not **** her after all.'

'No, exactly!' you say. 'I really want you guys! Having such huge meat means you are gods to me! You can command me to do anything! You know what, I could be your sex ****!'

Shaq seems to actually think about this offer for a second. 'What do you think Jaq?' he asks. 'Might be nice to keep some female company around. Especially such a delicious one.'

'But we need to bring her to our master, Shaq,' Jaq answers, plummeting himself into your depths. 'We can't really keep her around, can we.'

Your survival instincts kick in. You have to prove yourself. Deepthroating the humongous orc is actually not so difficult when you open up your entire throat for him. As gleefully as you can manage, you adore his cock. Just to convince him you would make a magnificent sex ****.

You know your plan has works, when Shaq protests; 'But look at her big meaty tits, her good round ass, her willing little mouth. She would be the perfect little whore! We could make lots of gold out of her!'

Shit, you think. Becoming a whore for the orcs was not on your to-do list. But it's now too late to do anything about it.

'Hmm...' Jaq thinks carefully, inside his tiny brain. 'Her pussy is very tight, and soft. And she has got amazing tits and ass. I bet the orcs at home could appreciate such a nice little creature.'

'Now you're getting the idea, mate!' Shaq says enthusiastically. 'Now how about we try this bitch out for ourselves. Just for a bit.'

'I like your thinking, Shaq!' Jaq exclaims, getting into the idea. 'Let's see how much she can take first, or we can still deliver her to our employer. Want to do the honors?'

The green savage lifts you up with his strong big arms, then swivels you around on his cock in one swift motion. You yelp in pleasure at this unknown sensation. Jaq laughs, and lifts you up to his chest. 'Hold on to me, whore,' he commands. 'And let Shaq here, ravage your ass.'