Sterling tries to 'tire out' her monstrous opponent in the most indecent way possible

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First things first. Unlike combat turns which are 1 second (more or less - assume there are "empty turns" sprinkled in where the characters can speak and interact), 1 turn in sexual activity is a minute, so Donna recovers from being stunned. She must roll against her 'confused' drawback not to get distracted. 3,2,1 = 6, below the needed self-control number of 12. Graldir tries to intimidate her but because Donna is deaf, he suffers a penalty. He gets 4,3,5=12, a failure due to the penalty. Donna ignores him, moves over and casts 'major healing' on Claudia. She gets 4,1,3=8, a success. That's good for Claudia, who heals 4 HP, but because Donna doesn't have her holy staff she can't draw energy from it and must use her own fatigue points for spellcasting. She was already low, so the FP cost of major healing reduces her to -2 FP and causes her to cutely collapse **** on top of Claudia. She'll wake up in 30 minutes. Claudia will be **** for 14 more minutes. Sterling must 'distract' Tholk until she wakes or tire him out enough to beat him in a grapple check. Strategically the best thing to do would be to get him close to cumming as quickly as she can, then slow down and draw out that plateau as long as possible. If he makes her climax first he will have the opportunity to make an influence check on her to get her to do one of several very unwise things.

Round 2; contest of position. Several skills can be used for this, but in this case "Savoir-faire" would not apply (she'd need a specialty in greenskins) and she'll lose anything with wrestling so 'sex appeal' is her best option. The +4 from "beautiful" gives her a very respectable effective skill of 14. 5,6,1=12. Tholk rolls will. 1,4,6=11. A tie, which means the 'defender' (Tholk) wins. He gropes again and takes a -1 to tell Sterling what to do, but this time doesn't 'lay back' since crit failing causes the partner to drop an arousal level. He rolls 1,1,4=6, a success! She gets 4 points of stimulation. Sterling uses 'tit fucking'. She has never done this (-2 penalty) but is being coached (+2, cancels out) and +1 for having a DX of 12+, but another -2 for trying her contest of position. 3,5,1=8, a failure, he only takes 1 stimulation. Sterling rolls 6 and passes her fatigue check, orc rolls 14 and fails his.

Sterling 8/14 (aroused), 10/11 FP

Tholk 5/7 (aroused), 11/12 FP

Round 3; contest of position. Sterling gets 9, margin of 5. Tholk gets 10, margin of 3. She wins! This time she does NOT take the 'first time using this maneuver' penalty but she does get -2 from the contest of position. She uses 'Suck', based on her foreplay skill +1. 6,2,4, a failure, dealing 3 stimulation. Because she influenced him and took position, Tholk will use 'face fuck', defaulting to his HT-2. 1,4,6= 11, a narrow success. He gives himself 5 stimulation and rolls over to the next arousal level unless he can pass a will roll. For the moment, he does (his next will be penalized). Fatigue rolls... 11 for her, 10 for him, both pass.

Sterling 8/14 (aroused), 10/11 FP

Tholk 4/7 (aroused+), 11/12 FP

Round 4; Tholk will yield position for now. Sterling will use 'masturbation' (on him) and he'll reach back to do the same to her. She succeeds with 11 due to lack of penalties and her dexterity. He fails with a 9 (he has no skill and is using HT-5). 5 stimulation to him, 3 to Sterling. She fails her HT roll with a 13, he barely passes with a 12. He rolls will-2. 3,4,4=11, a failure by 1 due to the penalty.

Sterling 5/14 (aroused), 10/11 FP

Tholk 6/7 (plateau), 11/12 FP

Round 5; Tholk wants position now and does it the orc way; with ****. He rolls wrestling. 6,3,4=13. She has to oppose with DX. 5,3,2=10, she wins. Sterling will show off by getting on his face and using 'masturbation' again, "laying back" to do it easily (-4 penalty). Since her effective skill is only 2, she fails, but not critically. Tholk uses 'eat pussy', -2 from contest of position, +1 from her being shaved. 1,2,3= 6, success for 6 stimulation. Sterling COULD roll will but chooses not to and moves up a level. Both succeed on their HT checks (Sterling has an effective HT of 15 if she lays back and almost can't fail).

Sterling 13/14 (plateau), 10/11 FP

Tholk 6/7 (plateau), 11/12 FP

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More than a few of the watching crowd fled at the moment that this gorgeous young blonde woman actually took the initiative and pulled off the tiny strip of cloth shielding her greenskinned opponent's crotch from view moments after he pulled off her breastplate, fault and tassets, tossing the exquisitely wrought and heavily dented armor aside and exposing her nubile body. She was definitely on the slender side despite her considerable height. Compared to some Sisters of Holy War or a daeva, her muscles were not particularly prominent or toned, as was revealed when even the padding covering her as ripped away.

One might have expected the brute to throw himself on this poor damsel knight but what they did not expect was for her to crawl forward on her hands and knees and take his already-hard, thick inches of cock into her hands, and plant a kiss on the side of it! She ran her tongue up and down the sides. It was very nearly a blasphemy by the standards of any part of the coalition, but particularly of Griffinwald. The notion that a human of either gender would willingly engage in lewd acts with a greenskin was a deep psychic fear and here it was coming right out into the open - much like the green penis that Sterling was planting kisses along. The orc didn't hesitate to grab her soft, modest-sized breasts in his meaty palms and squeeze them against her chest.

Donna gasped and blushed, waggling her hips from side to side unconsciously at the sight. "Oh no! Um, I'm pretty sure this wasn't supposed to happen. Please, Mr. Dwarf, stop the fu- I mean, the f-fight!"

Graldir just walked up and gave Donna a painful jab in the stomach with his fist, making her stumble back even though it was too light to be a punch. "Shut your mouth and get out of my ring, y'water-drinking, androgynous, straw-brained basket weaver!" By looking in her eyes, it was quite obvious that Donna had parsed exactly none of that - reading lips when the other person had a beard was hard already and even humans without her disability often had a hard enough time understanding what dwarves were saying when they got angry.

"I... I need to help Claudia. Oh no! I hope she isn't dead." Donna said in an inappropriately light tone, as if worrying she'd forgot her coinpurse. She bent over Claudia and began to cast a spell. Graldir walked up behind her and took advantage of her flipped up skirt to give her bare, pale ass-cheek a punitive swat, making her yelp and leaving a red hand-print. But to her credit, Donna was focused on her task, and took the time he was surveying his handiwork to cast a spell, caressing Claudia's face and mending her shattered cheekbone. Alas, this was too much for Donna and the strain of calling on the divine magic took more out of her than she expected. She collapsed forward onto Claudia, her cap falling off and her face coming to rest right between the better-endowed Sin-tax-taker's breasts as she joined her in unconsciousness.

In the realm of dreams, several angelic servants of Norvaskr surrounded Donna and applauded, shouting praise for her... or at least Donna so imagined. Not that she could hear what they were saying, even in unconsciousness.

While the crowd was shouting for it to stop and the orc to be killed, even the other dwarves looked very nervous and uncomfortable. The aged warrior-priest silenced any would-be objections with a glare as he swaggered back to his throne, resolving to punish the foolish blonde nun further when she was awake. Sterling found herself rolled backwards as Tholk stood over her, grabbing her chest by the sides and thrusting his hardness against her. Sterling didn't understand what he was doing but didn't move to resist.

As it turned out, the messy-blonde-haired young knight wasn't quite well endowed enough for a proper tit-fuck - a favorite pastime of orcs - but with rough squeezing from his hands Tholk made it work pretty well. "Use your hands. Squeeze me between those pale, small hills." the greenskin growled, showing her what to do with her hands and using his own fingers to caress her backside. Soon two of those sausage-like digits were playing with the inner folds of her cunt. To prevent sweat, friction or lice from building up Sterling had shaved all of her body hair like many knights of both sexes... though she had been especially thorough. And, some suspected, she might have learned that particular habit from observing ladies of less than perfect virtue, more than other swordswomen.

The crowd gasped and several women who had not yet fled fainted when Tholk grabbed the sides of the noble girl's head and **** her to open her mouth, shoving his lengthy cock inside and nearly making her gag. She couldn't take nearly all of that particular length of meat past her lips but he did his best, sliding back and forth aggressively between her lips. She coughed and nearly sounded as if she was ****, but she didn't move a finger to fight back.

Indeed, when he pulled back out from her lips and gave Sterling a chance to take a much needed breath, she simply said. "I... I am sure that I will regain the initiative soon. This is just a way for me to show my skills, in a close-in fight you have to take ant advantage, you know? I bet I will last longer than you, greenskin." she said, unable to keep a playful, arrogant lilt from her voice as she started jerking his spit-slicked shaft rapidly between the palms of her hands. Soon she was squeezing the menacing head of that member with one hand and massaging the coarse-haired pair of balls underneath them, getting those wet with her saliva too.

Now both muscular green hands were spreading her ass-cheeks as she bent forward towards him, giving an excellent view of her shaved cunt and tight asshole to anyone who cared to look. Neither was spared the barbaric, pent up lust of the orc champion, his fingers probing both holes and starting to plunge all the way into her cunt up to the knuckle. "Hnngh? Oh, this one has already been conquered before. Some other male claimed her. Ngh... that's fine. I take what others cannot defend. That is the way of the overchief."

Sterling was unable to hide her excitement, blushing vigorously as she jerked him off. She cleared her throat. "Now then... I'll see if you can still resist when I am putting your head in a lock between my thighs... if you're so proud of your strength and endurance show me you can resist it." She showed what she meant as she hopped onto her feet and thrust her hips right in the kneeling orc's face. He was so surprised by this show of forwardness that he didn't resist as she gently pushed him forward onto his back, and sat her athletic, well-rounded backside on his face! Her delicate pink cunt lips were shoved right up against the greenskin's brutish features and she was soon grinding her sex right against his mouth. One might have thought she would be wary of the tusks if not the incredible scandal as she was watched. But the clearer the danger became, the more her excitement seemed to grow. She rocked back and forth, daring him to stick his tongue up inside of her, which he did, the thick red muscle parting her and penetrating her with impressive ****. Sure enough she was squeezing so tightly that he looked as if he'd have trouble breathing soon. But his towering cock looked as if it had gotten harder, if anything, standing as straight and erect as a steel pike. Nor was she able to hide the fierce grin creeping onto her features or the quickening of her breathing.

He said something that couldn't be heard on account of Sterling's pussy doing an excellent job of muffling him. But his hands hooking in and grabbing her by the waist, pulling her crotch off of him - with a slight disappointed gasp from the either-****-or-shameless young knightly woman showed that he didn't intend to settle for only what she'd given him so far...