The receptionist

Liam went downstairs, his goal was the bar. Being **** to be a cuckold affected him a little, and being used as a pack mule didn't help either.

He wanted to relax, and the best way to distract himself was obviously with ****!

He got to the bar and ordered a couple of beers. It would have been great to have a few girls drinking with him, but unfortunately, you can't have everything in life.

“What should I do?” he thought. This whole cuck thing was getting him down, although it didn't seem like the system was stopping him from having sex. Maybe he could even find a way to cheat the system and have a beautiful woman all to himself.

A blonde woman sat down next to him. “Enjoying our room?” she said. Liam turned his gaze and saw who it was.

The person who spoke to him was Emma. Liam looked at her face. She was really beautiful. Then his eyes drifted down to her chest. The woman's low-cut neckline revealed her huge breasts, almost as big as Emma's.

Emma seemed to notice that Liam's gaze was fixed on her breasts. “Hey, my eyes are up here,” she said playfully.

“S-sorry,” Liam quickly looked up, embarrassed at being caught.

“The orc with you, is he your ****?” Emma asked.

Her question was quite reasonable considering that in this world, non-human species were enslaved, with elves being the only exception.

Liam looked at the girl, “Yes... he's been serving my family for several years.”

Emma looked a little confused. “Then why are you the one carrying the things?” She was really curious as to why a human was acting that way in front of an orc, and there was only one reason she could think of. “Is this some kind of sexual game? I've heard of nobles who like to be dominated by lower species...” Emma's question shocked Liam. What should he say?