Accept your fate eagerly

After many hours of thought and acceptance, you go back to sleep and wait for your orc master to return, so you may tell him how you really feel. The utter fullness as he stretched you to your limit, the passion and strength demonstrated by him, the way he brought you to orgasm, and removing all the complicated parts of life so you can focus solely on the pleasure, this isn't a terrible fate, this is your own personal paradise.

He enters the tent, before he can even say anything you jump up, wrap your naked body around his, and kiss him deeply.

"Bah! What is this?! Did you put poison to your lips?" He demands angrily.

"No, I've just come to realize this is what I've always wanted all along. I always wanted to be a mother, and though this isn't exactly what I imagined as a little girl, it's exciting, and you are strong, I might as well learn to enjoy this. I don't want to just be your **** girl, I want to be your wife. I'll bear as many of your children as my body will allow."

"Well... among the slaves, your reaction is certainly a first as far as I know. If you're so eager to see to my pleasure and my lineage, then perhaps with time, I can give you some liberties, and allow your status here to rise. But that will come in time, lest this be some sort of ruse. Not all orcs are guileless fools."

"Oh no of course not, but I'm glad it was you that caught me. At my age, I reckon that I can bear over 15 children for you. If you can manage to keep some other girls to yourself, then some company of my own kind would make me very happy, and I can probably convince them to be willing and eager like myself."

"A fine idea, but if I want more, I'll have to start plotting to ascend to higher power than what I already have. But for now, I have needs, and you are apparently eager to service them."

"Oh yes, take me master, I am your wife, I utterly belong to you, and I am going to spend the rest of my fertile years pregnant. I love you."