Keep His Mind Intact

She could drain his mind and turn him into a mindless meat puppet, she thinks. But wouldn't that be a waste? With his knowledge of military tactics and his experience as a blood-thirsty warrior, Korr could make a formidable ally. And the young orc is already enamored with her cunt, it wouldn't be too complicated to make him fall in love with her. And, truth be told, she is intrigued to see just how sharp his mind truly is. From the glimpses she has seen while delving his mind, he might even make a decent chess adversary, if only she'd teach him the rules.

"Are you..." she begins. She feels her cheeks getting warmer when she realizes that she has paused in the middle of her question, which angers her. She does not have feeling for him, he is a an unwashed barbarian and she is not falling for him.

"Am I?" he asks in a tone that is just a touch too bratty for her taste. She almost hexes him then and there to teach him a lesson, but decides against.

"You're a warchief's son. I would assume that your tribe, or your father, has chosen a conjugal arrangement for you."

"You wanna know if I'm seeing someone?"

"Do I need to worry about having a disgruntled fiancee crashing through my front door?" She tries to turn the question into a tactical inquiry, to act as if she has no ulterior romantic motives when asking him if he is engaged or married to anyone.

He pauses much too long, and she gets the feeling that he might be teasing her with his silence. Just as she is about to open her mouth, he says, "No. With the war, I haven't really had time to court anyone... Although, there is this one lady..."

Stella turns, listening intently. "Which lady?"

"A chief's daughter from a neighboring tribe. I think our fathers intend to marry us, but they're waiting for me to have my first real battle victory."

"But you've had plenty of victories."

"Yeah, but small skirmishes and ambushes. My guerilla tactics are efficient, but most orcs tend to go for flashier combat. Two big dumb armies running at one another in an empty field. That's what my father wants me to do."

"That doesn't sound like a great strategy to win a war."

"And now you understand why this war has been going on for two generations."

Stella nods, then looks away from her stud. She is glad to have decided against the feeblemind spell, as she looks forward to having many more conversations with Korr. And sex, too, of course. Her eyes wander down to his thick dick, still slick with her pussy juice.

"Do you wanna fuck again?" She asks. Her face is neutral, but she smiles internally. She has almost paused in the middle of the sentence, feeling slightly embarrassed to overtly ask him to fuck her again, but she managed to say the whole sentence without flinching. And why would she be embarrassed around this guy? It's not like she would ever catch feeling for him or anything...