Evellyn acts fast

Unwilling to be taken by surprise again, Evellyn acts on sudden gut instinct, fed by years of training for combat, as the orcish woman lunges forward across the counter to grab at her with her big, meaty hands. Evellyn manages to dart back a step, just out of reach, and then when her opponent is at her most extended quickly throws herself forward to trap Narza’s hands over the edge of the countertop with her own stomach. Perhaps inspired by the tactics she’s had to suffer at your hands she swiftly reaches forward across the half-orc’s back to yank at the hem of her linen top, pulling it all the way up over her head so as to blind her vision, and keep her arms constricted in an awkward position. Her humongous tits quickly come spilling out as well, flopping across her chest in her struggles, and Evellyn can hear an undignified pig-squeal coming from beneath Narza’s shirt.

As the half-orc rears back and tries to get the tangled shirt off her head Evellyn swiftly rushes around the stand, and forcefully slams her opponent down face-first onto the counter, positioning herself behind her curvy rear. Thinking fast and perhaps a little maliciously Evellyn yanks the half-orc’s breeches down to her ankles to complicate her footwork as well, revealing a straining leather thong, digging into her butt. The brutish woman finally manages to wrench the shirt off her head and tosses it aside, nearly tripping over her pants in the process. Before Narza even has a chance to decide whether to use her hands to cover her tits or to punch at Evellyn, the knight has already managed to wrestle them behind her back. Once again she’s pushed face-first onto the counter, while Evellyn forcibly presses herself up to her backside to prevent escape while reaching for some nearby rope with a free hand.

In short order the half-orc finds herself roped up just as securely as the huntress, but with the added indignity of having to shuffle around with her breeches pooled around her ankles, and her massive green breasts gently bouncing with every little hop. ”Serves you right to **** your betters,” Evellyn breathes heavily. ”I guess I got two prisoners now…” She gives a slight slap on the half-orc’s rear to indicate her to get her butt moving.