Sluttily in gold.

Miriam leads Tri’lanna over to an area of the harem tent where there are a couple of chests. Tri’lanna walks proudly, strutting as she shows off her nudity. But unlike the slutty Miriam, there’s a certain hesitancy about her. She shoots the occasional teasing glance at you over her shoulder, and you realise this entire display is for your benefit. And it works – as far as you’re concerned, Tri’lanna is the sexiest girl there.

Her bottom bounces in a very pleasant manner as she walks, and you see her buttocks are now each marked with a sigil, just like Miriam and all the other slaves. On her left buttock is an orcish rune, which you’ll find out declares her to be a top quality slut-****. On her right buttock is an ornate letter ‘H’.

“Do you like the mark I designed for your personal ****, Master Hans?” Aleriel asks, coming up beside you. It seems there’s a break in her duties.

Before you can reply, Tri’lanna turns to the doctor. “Aleriel! Thank you so much for removing that goblin spell.” She puts her arms round Aleriel and kisses her deeply. “Perhaps,” she adds slyly, “my master can help me thank you later.”

She shoots you a glance, and you realise that this is for your benefit. It’s certainly working – the sight of two beautiful elves embracing has you rock hard again. It seems Tri’lanna isn’t the possessive type.

Miriam and Aleriel go to work dressing Tri’lanna. The open the box of jewellery you got from Vash-gul’s tent and start selecting various items for Tri’lanna to wear. All three of them seem to be enjoying themselves.

“We’ll have to give her the usual,” Miriam says eagerly, “Bracelets, anklets, earrings…” She picks out items from the box as she talks, draping Tri’lanna with a small fortune in gold and jewels.

“What about nipple rings?” Aleriel asks, tweaking her own pierced nipples. “I can attach them with a simple, painless spell,” she adds to reassure Tri’lanna.

“Oh, yes!” Miriam says. “Nipple rings are great! I used to have a lovely pair, with gold and diamond pendants dangling from them. But I lost them in a bet with another girl.” She pouts. “It wasn’t fair. She cheated. She never said she was talking about -troll- cocks…”

Tri’lanna seems cautiously interested in the idea, so the girls select two gold rings. She gives a little gasp as Aleriel fits them. From these they string a gold chain, which hangs loose below her breasts but wraps round her, curving up her smooth back to link with a necklace at the back of her neck. From this they hand a narrow hem of diaphanous silk. Around her waist and hips they drape a girdle of golden chain. Of course, this doesn’t in any way obstruct access to her pussy or arse.

The overall effect is to give the impression that she’s wearing very skimpy clothing, without blocking your view of an inch of her lovely body. The conscious eroticism of her new outfit is even sexier than pure nudity, especially given it’s all for your pleasure.

You look at Tri’lanna and know that you need to fuck her as soon as possible. From the smouldering look she gives you, you realise that she feels the same way – showing herself off to you is turning her on.

But a part of you doesn’t want to humiliate Tri’lanna by fucking her in front of the leering gaze of her people’s sworn enemies – and doesn’t want the orcs to get to share the sight of her moaning in passion. On the other hand, if you show that kind of concern for her modesty now, the orcs might suspect you don’t really think of her as just your ****.

And another part of you doesn’t want to wait, but revels in the idea of taking her right here and now. Debauching her like that, and probably involving the other girls, would go further to impressing the orcs with your depravity. And you find you really want to do it…