She agrees to be his

The girl shudders and turned half away from the orc. She belonged to the setting she looked over, her tattered clothes little more than rags as she stood, alone, among the smoking ruins of the once village, timber blackened by fire and standing, if at all, in mere skeletons of their former selves. Blood soaked the ground, turning the road once packed firm by trader’s wheels to mud. The sky had grown overcast from the smoke and looked to be on the verge of rain. She rubbed her arm with one hand and took in a shuddering breath.

“I…I will p-please you,” she murmured. She tried to pose for the orc, but her attempt was awkward and clumsy, hampered by lingering modesty and inexperience. Nevertheless, Gurrock could see quite plainly her fair curves and healthy pink skin. He felt his blood quicken at the sight of her feminine blush and long, supple legs. The orc grinned to himself. No doubt she had been much desired by the boys of the town before the raid and rapine had taken place, but that the bandits had missed a treasure such as her confirmed the orc’s opinion of them. He approached and the woman shuddered as his shadow fell over her, blushing furiously, but held her ground. This did not go unnoticed by the orc.

“Very well, human. I will take you. But know that I will take you when I like and please. You are not my wife. You are my ****. I will not mistreat you, but I will punish you if you disobey me in anything. If you follow me, you agree to be mine, and to let no other touch you without my leave. And if you run,” he said, voice always gravelly, now hard and grave with promise, “then I will hunt you down and return you to me, and kill any you tried to hide with. And the punishment for your treachery will be terrible. I am not cruel. But I am hard. Know this, and do not regret your agreement.”

She rubbed her arms as if suddenly cold. “Am…Am I to just be your…your s-sex toy?”

Gurrock shrugged his heavy, armoured shoulders. “You will be whatever I tell you to be. In time, it may change. I will not lie. I am looking for a female. I have been on this world long, and am seeking a child now to bring my legacy. I will breed you, and you will carry my child.” His hands rested on her shoulders and felt her sudden shaking. “Think carefully,” he said.

“Once I…have your ch-child,” she choked, “will you let me go?”

Gurrock considered this. “Perhaps,” he said at last. “If you want to leave. When my child is weaned, I suppose I will be willing to let you go.”

She choked, but stilled. He remained there, holding her shoulders, both standing in the midst of the burned and plundered town, among the ashes of her life and the bodies of the dead. She was dirty from the fight and the surviving, but Gurrock thought it would wash out well with a good scrubbing.

Finally, she raised her head, and the orc could not help but be somewhat surprised at the fire glowing within her eyes. Surprised, but pleased, for it showed spirit to recover from such a tragedy.

“I agree.” She took in a slow breath to steady her nerves. “I will go with you and be your ****. I will b-bear your child. But…I have some conditions.”

“Conditions!” The brunette flinched back at his tone, but the orc only shook with hearty laughter. “Ha! You have fire human!” He gave her a resounding spank causing her to jump and flush as deeply as the palm mark on her other cheek. “Tell me, then. And I will decide to accept them or not.”