Back in the tent

I stayed low and moved rapidly, making my way back in just a few minutes without being spotted.

Well... almost.

The second I entered the tent, I ran into the Orc woman head-first and fell flat on my ass. Towering over me, she took one glance at me.

“I thought I’d give you some time to rest before I fetch you. but it seems you’re eager for action, huh, little human?”, she grinned.
“I just wanted to stretch my legs, that’s all”, I answered nervously.
“Stretch your legs...”, she said kneeling and tracing a finger over the spunk partially covering my face. “...and something else, yes?”
“This is not what you think it is!”
“Really? Because to me it seems one of my warriors has had their fun with you.”
“No, no, it was an accident...”
“Accident? Don’t be shy, little human, I know my warriors. I told you to stay in the tent, they’re crazed for sex, they’d fuck anything that moves...”
“No, it was not like that, I swear!”
“And how was it?”

I explained to her what I had seen and how I had ended up with my face painted. She laughed in response.

“Ah yes, that a rare practice with our warriors, little human, but it happens often enough. They are prideful, very prideful, and sometimes bet everything they hold dear when sparring. Some like it, some don’t and some... well, some always lose if you catch my drift.”
“Which one are you?”, the question slipped from my lips without me even realizing it.
“Look who’s a curious one! Why? You want to know how many warriors have claimed my ass?”
“N-no! It’s just... these practices are so foreign to me,” I stuttered.

She laughed and stood up. From where I stood, I saw her cock move underneath her pants.

“You will learn all about these practices, little human, fear not. Now, let’s go, there’s much I want to show you.”