The bandits toy with them

"Looks like someone already got to them!" Laughs one of the thieves, a leggy blonde woman.

"Must be having a rough day," chuckles another one, a red head.

Morgala hugs Thurkla even tighter as the two victims' face blush even harder.

"P-please, just let us go," the milfy elf whimpers. "We obviously don't have anything."

"Normally I would," says the bandit leader, Carmen. "But, things have been a bit slow around here recently, and we need to make ends meet, you know?"

"Of course," Morgala sighs in utter resignation.

"Now why don't the two of you climb on down, but uh, one at a time," Carmen insists.

The orc and the elf look at each other, hearts pounding, bodies trembling, and faces blushing. They silently nod to each other and then slowly climb down, giving the bandits a lovely view of their bare bums in the process.

"W-what are you going to do to... w-with us?" Thurkla stammers.

Carmen just smiles back at the two helpless hotties.