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Chapter 17 by hematoma hematoma

Who or what is standing in your room?

Tilgore, a cruel orc slaver

Jingling with rings and chains, the muscular, hulking orc stands before you and growls. He has two huge, yellowed tusks poking up from his lower lips and hands big enough to pick you up your head one-handed.

"Mmmm, elf whore," he looks you up and down. "So pretty. I am Tilgore, greatest slaver in all of Elohin. I have paid a fine price for your cunt tonight."

He seizes you by the wrist and drags you closer. You can smell his animal stink. He pushes your hand to his loincloth and you can fell the spongy lump of his cock.

"Bet man not give you that much," he says. "Now. Take off clothes."

You look up at the big orc and feel a shiver of fear. Though he has not threatened you at all you have seen the result of a raging orc customer. Some girls have been lucky to escape with their lives.

What do you do?

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