"RAARGH!" He screamed in incomprehensible rage, swinging his arm in a wide wild arc with bone-crushing force towards the side of Zu’gar’s head.

Without hesitation or preamble Zu’gar’s seeming drunkenness vanished, her body moving swiftly as she nimbly ducked under his arm and drove her fist, with every ounce of strength her very sober and very ready body could muster, into a very specific point between his legs.

He let out a noise akin to a slowly deflating balloon before crumpling to the ground in a heap of limbs and Zu’gar let out a loud cheer, placing her foot dramatically on the now prone Orc’s back to show her dominance and the crowds cheering laughter only redoubled.

After a short and very drunken show off Zu’gar stumbled back and sat back down like it was nothing, pestering a red-cheeked Lace back into place on her lap.

"Ha!" Their male companion laughed, "Twenty three’d stupid one t’ try n’ fight for er. When learn!"

Lace raised both her eyebrows, "Twenty three?!"

Zu’gar laughed, "You mean the second, Roork."

"Big numbers ‘ard!" Roork whined and scratched at his head.

Maria jeered at him and the pair started arguing about just how difficult of a number ‘two’ actually was, giving Lace room to lean in close to Zu’gar again.

"Are you alright?" Zu’gar asked quietly, folding her arms around her.

"Yes but… What if you lost?" She asked quietly, her eyes searching and her cheeks flushed.

Zu’gar smirked and inclined her head ever so softly towards Maria, who noticed the attention of the pair and winked, flexing the incredible muscles of one massive bicep for Lace’s benefit.

"Back up?" Lace asked and Zu’gar nodded.

"They wouldn’t get lucky twice."

Lace nodded a little and spared Maria a glance, "So… You two go back then?"

Zu’gar shook her head, "But girls like her and I stick together."

Lace remembered then what Maria had said just before they came in, ‘Bet mine's bigger’.

"How closely do you stick together?..." Lace breathed softly and Zu’gar looked down at Lace, recognising for the first time just how intense her look was.

"...Feeling generous?" Zu’gar chuckled as she ran a finger across Lace’s wild hair, tied up in its typical bun.

Lace bit her lip, "No… Just horny and greedy…"

Zu’gar’s grin broadened and she glanced across at Maria before looking back to her Princess, "You’re still mine, not hers…"

Lace giggled and looked at her with sparkling, gleeful eyes, thinking of how they met, their first night in the Inn and their weeks together in the caravan.

"Oh, Sugar… Of course I’m yours… I…" She swallowed, her voice filling with emotion as she failed to find the words, instead leaning forward and pressing her lips to Zu’gar’s.

They kissed, deep and loving, the moment somewhat cheapened as a loud, "Wheeeey!" erupted from around them, a roaring cheer bringing another crimson blush to her poor cheeks as they broke the kiss, Lace smiling sheepishly.

"Oi Maria!" Zu’gar grunted with a broad grin, "Help me to my room would you?"

"Pfff already?! Me and Lace-..." Maria eyed Zu’gar, then the pure thirst pouring from Lace’s pink gaze, "...Really?"

"If you’re not too busy?" Lace said, her voice heavy with a need that spoke to Maria’s own.

Maria spared the hammered Roork only the briefest of looks before she nodded emphatically, "Yup. Yes. Definitely, night Roork!"

Roork raised a hand, which in the space of half a second had seemingly found its way to holding Zu’gar’s still mostly full tankard, "A’ight! But all sayin’ is two best numba."

"Maybe Roork, look, I’ll tell you what," Maria eyed Lace and her gold tooth caught the light beautifully, "Come back here tomorrow and I’ll tell you some stories about the number three."

Lace blushed and chewed enticingly on her lip as Zu’gar got an arm over Maria’s shoulder, pretending to settle her weight on it as Lace clung to Zu’gar’s other arm, the three moving towards a side door and a set of stairs, Roork seemingly content with the idea.

As they stepped over, around, or in Lace’s case, on, the prone and mercifully unconscious male Zu’gar had had to put down, Lace squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her face to Zug’ar’s sleeve, revealing her face again only as they moved off, though the action hadn’t escaped notice.

"Please tell me you just didn’t…." Zu’gar whispered and Lace glanced up at her, her expression equal parts mischievousness and guilt at being caught.

"Just filled his ass with lube is all…"

Despite her thoughts on it Zu’gar couldn’t help but to burst out laughing, refusing twice to explain why to an inquisitive Maria as they walked and stumbled up the stairs. It was only a little bit of heresy after all and despite their differences on the subject more important things were imminent.

As Lace loosely followed their direction up the stairs and around a corner, she felt her own modest but increasingly demanding erection pressing against the fabrics of her now far too tight pants, only serving to heighten her lusts and make her itch for more, making her desperate to just throw herself down on a plush bed to be ravaged by these two gorgeous creatures in the most bestial way possible.

To her impatient relief they stopped together outside a flakey wooden door which the Orcess’s between them shoved open with little effort, the pair obviously as eager as Lace to get at the promised action.

"Ooh fuck yes, come on, Zu’gar, I-..." Lace breathed hotly, then paused. She hadn’t been entirely sure what to expect from a room in an Orc tavern, but she had thought it might comprise of more than a large wooden slat for a bed and a meagre table. No chairs to be seen, for whatever reason.

"Ha! Expecting something a little more luxurious?" Maria jibed, making Lace pout cutely.

"Would be nice to have something soft to lay on is all!" Lace said defensively. For all the advantages of having an Orc lover, in her own opinion, their chiselled bodies did not make comfortable resting spots save, of course, for a few choice pillowy areas.

Maria looked about to brush it off but then, to Lace’s surprise, she instead nodded in sudden agreement, turning her gaze to Zu’gar who was already fumbling with her pants, "Can you grab us some hides for the bed? End door, if it’s locked ask the Landlord."

Zu’gar paused, mid button, eyes glancing between the smirking Maria and the hopeful looking Lace then sighed in annoyance, "Alright, fine fine, I’ll be back in a minute!"

Lace smiled appreciatively and watched as Zu’gar, grumbling, left the room with a faux drunken swagger, shutting the door behind them with an audible clunk.

"Course…" Maria continued the instant after Zu’gar had left, one finger raised to tap thoughtfully at her gold tooth as something playful in her voice made Lace’s stomach implode into a cloud of butterflies, "I know the doors definitely locked… And the Landlord can never remember which key it is… She could be… Wow, minutes."

Lace swallowed as Maria shifted her expression and body language, adopting a predatory look that she had seen only once before, it had been on another Orcess in another tavern, but she knew then and there the result was going to be the same. She had seconds. Not minutes.

"S-shouldn’t we wait for Zu’gar?" She stammered weakly as Maria advanced, her strong hand running over and drawing attention to a massively threatening bulge that Lace now couldn’t help but to stare at.

"That would defeat the point of me getting rid of her for a few minutes though, wouldn’t it?" Maria countered, stepping forward till Lace’s back was pressed to a wall, their bodies close but not quite touching, she eyed the girl over with dark green eyes swimming in desire and mischief, "I think this is the part where you beg me to be gentle."

Lace bit her lip and felt the solid wall press in behind her, the wood seemingly urging her forward as she listened to the quick paced thrum of own heartbeat echoing in her ears. This Orc meant business, meant to employ her strength to force herself upon Lace, to make her do whatever the Orc desired and to hurt her if she didn’t co-operate.

"Bring it, tiny." She breathed, voice quavering, skin paling even as the words left her full enticing lips.

Maria blinked her eyes in surprise and pursed her lips, nodding slightly as she simply responded, "Okay."

Lace saw the Orcess’s massive biceps tense and she parted her lips to yelp in surprise or scream, but Maria’s hand blurred with unexpected speed and, at the cusp where Lace’s inhaled gasp would become an exhaled cry, vice-like fingers closed around her throat, lifting her clean off the floor, squeezing her airway closed and denying her even the tiniest of sounds.

Lace’s eyes flew wide as she became aware of her sudden and utter helplessness, with her legs kicking freely in the open air there was absolutely nothing she could do to muster against the sudden onslaught of Maria’s desperate lust, and that thought alone drove her to pure ecstasy.

She heard as well as felt Maria’s spare hand pulling and rending the fabrics of her shirt and trousers away and Lace spared only a moments thought for the fine cloth as it was brutally torn with alarming ease from her slender body under the Orc’s mountingly desperate assault.

She felt as her pants were ripped away and her engorged member was finally allowed to spring free, and though Lace already knew from experience it would go ignored, her mind was instead solely focused on the lack of air, her eyes wide and her face reddening with each passing second as her lips parted and opened, silently trying to beg to be let go.

With increasing panic she pressed her palms into the Orc’s still clothed midriff, trying to gain some space but felt zero give at all in her assailant's washboard abs.

Maria let out a rumbling growl of warning and delight as she felt Lace’s feet start bopping ineffectually against her shins, "Oh I’m going to enjoy the fuck out of you."

Lace felt for a moment the pressure on her neck lessen, Maria’s grip shifting so she could instead force thumb and finger into the corners of Lace’s jaw, forcing the small delicate human to part those pretty red lips as Maria’s whole body surged forward.

With one hand forcing open her jaw and the other now supporting the petite human's weight, albeit by roughly gripping and squeezing one doughy bare ass cheek, Maria pressed her thick tongue deep and unceremoniously into the human’s mouth, dominating her.

Lace groaned as she felt the Orc’s powerful tongue greedily exploring the depths of her small mouth and with a quick inhale through her nose managed to gather enough of her wits to finally recover from Maria’s stunning first assault.

Maria moaned in heat, tasting the lingering sweetness of wine in the wet hot heaven of the girl's small mouth and was surprised when she felt Lace suddenly shift her weight, thick pillowy thighs enveloping her waist and hips as Lace crossed her ankles across Maria’s butt, supporting herself as best she could.

Holding on for dear life and with one arm looped around the Orc’s corded neck, the other reaching down between them, Lace allowed her fingers to follow the bare trail of the Orc’s skin where her shirt had been pushed up to glide down into her pants, fingers seeking out and gripping the imposing dark length of the Orc’s fully erect and throbbing cock.

Grunting, Maria broke the kiss, her breath hot and humid against Lace’s lips as she allowed her eyes to flutter open, the humans hand guiding the Orc’s cock between her cheeks, rubbing it up and down between the soft inviting globes of her perfectly inviting ass.

It was one thing to be told that there was in this world a human that lusted for Orc’s as much as they did for humans, but it truly had to be seen, or felt, to be believed and Maria was in no place to question it or care.

The two stared into each other's eyes as both of Maria’s hands found Lace’s ass, the girls gorgeously painted face more than a little reddened and flustered, a few strands of messy brown hair having escaped her bun to now fall jauntily across part of her face, her lips parted, her expression hungry.

Maria leaned in close and again covered the humans smaller mouth with her own, Lace again on the receiving end, but now more caught up and willing, her red lips closing around the searching tongue allowing the girl to suck lovingly on it, her own tongue swirling and mingling as, without any foreplay the Orc pulled Lace down and thrust her hips up, trusting in Lace’s steady guiding hand.

Lace’s vision exploded with stars and she felt her own cock twitch and throb as, at last, Maria forced her thick, veined and slightly upwardly curving length into the hot tight embrace of Lace’s waiting body, the sensation of being so suddenly and forcefully penetrated, of being so instantly full and stretched driving her wild.

They both let out deep animalistic noises into one another's mouths as Maria didn’t relent, employing full use of her powerful metal-work forged arms to drag Lace down every single inch of the way until her entire throbbing cock was buried deep inside of her.

Far from the fight and fury Maria had expected from Lace at the sudden and unyielding penetration, instead she found a small hand up under her shirt, squeezing her own huge breast so hard as to hurt, one thick hard nipple caught between the humans small but eager fingers as she began to gyrate, trying to work the most pleasure out of Maria’s cock as she possibly could.

Maria growled and broke the kiss, staring with teeth bared as the pain from her hard sensitive nipple flowed through her, a trick Lace had accidentally picked up that morning, challenging and encouraging Maria to double down on the force, something she was seemingly all too happy to oblige, beginning to slam her body again and again into Lace’s, trying to be too rough, trying to make it hurt, but only serving to drive their lusts higher and hotter.

Lace’s whole body shook as each powerful bounce lifted and settled her on the Orc’s cock, more and more of her wild hair spilling free until the band holding it in place fell away completely, allowing her mess of brown curly hair to cascade down her back and shoulders, a few long strands coming to rest across her nipples on her flat chest.

The rhythm they had entered was brutal and the wall on which Lace was forced creaked with the sheer force of Maria’s thrusts. Lace could already tell that her ass cheeks were going to be a bruised mess courtesy of the powerful Orcess’s mauling hands and fingers, but she couldn’t have cared less.

"How do you have such a perfect fucking ass, fuck!" Maria growled, clearly worked up into a lust driven frenzy, the both of them focused on the animalistic intimacy of the Orc’s massive cock pressing into Lace’s tiny but accommodating star, every inch embraced and squeezed as it pushed inwards into the welcoming pre-lubed tightness.

"H-harder, harder!" Lace begged, in turn feeling every textured ridge, every prominent vein and, with every thrust, the Orc’s massive nuts slapping against the smoothness of her cheeks.

"Lay her down on the table for fuck sake! Could’ve waited for me, you bitch!"

Maria’s expression broke into a lopsided grin as her and Lace both turned to the now open door in which Zu’gar stood, looking livid, her arms full of hides which she deposited onto the floor with a woomph.

"She was begging for it!" Maria countered, lifting a still impaled Lace away from the wall, forcing the girl to tighten her hold on the Orc’s body, her slender chest pressed to the Orc’s massive bust, her shirt ridden enough up to expose them both.

Zu’gar growled as she watched Maria carrying her prize towards the bare table, "I don’t care if she literally jumped on your dick, she’s -mine- and I…"

"Sugar!" Lace panted, her eyes sparkling as she took in the view of her lover, her voice hopeful and loving, so soft and gentle, a complete flip on the words themselves, "I wanna feel your nuts on my face as you cum down my throat~"

Zu’gar stared at Lace open-mouthed for a second then shook her head, "I can’t even be angry at you Princess. Fuck, push her down."

Maria laughed and obliged, letting go of Lace over the table's edge and pushing her so she fell onto her back, a little squeak escaping her painted lips as she bounced, her hair splaying outwards and off the edge.

Zu’gar stepped forward, hands fumbling in her pants and Lace wriggled into position, her ankles still wrapped around Maria’s waist ensuring she couldn’t pull out, her small hands tightly gripping the table edge either side of her ass as she lolled her head backwards, all pretence of modesty lost as she parted her lips wide and stuck out her tongue, her eyes bright and hopeful as she drank in the upside down view, a clear invitation that she wanted Zu’gar and wanted her now.

Without hesitation she stepped up, baring her fangs with a low eager noise as her now deliciously familiar cock sprung free of its pants to instead be dragged up and along Lace’s face until the girl instead found herself with a mouthful of the Orc’s heavy nut sack.

Zu’gar groaned and leaned over, resting one hand on the table and the other on Lace’s smooth chest as she felt the humans mouth gleefully lick, kiss and suckle on her cum filled balls,

"Yeah you fucking slut, suck on those nuts…"

Lace moaned appreciatively, uncaring for the spit and saliva that got dragged across her face as she took each orb in turn between her full lips, her tongue rolling slowly and lewdly over them, the girl living for the taste and texture between her lips.

"Where the fuck did you even find a slut like this?" Maria grunted with effort, reaching out to grab Lace’s wrists and pulling them down to pin her against the table, once again setting a rough pace as she fucked the girls arched and aching body.

Zu’gar grinned for a moment, watching as a thick drop of pre fell from her cockhead to stain and dribble down Lace’s slender neck, "Shit, she found me, bought me off a slaver, brought me food, clothes, then demanded I fuck her."

"Lucky fucking bitch!" Maria snarled, directing her anger at Zu’gar’s obvious fortune into the small human's petite frame, her hands tightening on Lace’s wrists, her own dark heavy breasts swaying with each powerful thrust as they remained on display.

Zu’gar let out a short bark of laughter at Maria’s reaction, drawing her now lipstick stained nut sack away from Lace’s eager mouth, instead lining up the tip of her throbbing length with Lace’s waiting mouth, admiring the way a few strands of saliva already trickled in glistening droplets down her face.

"Watch this." Zu’gar prompted, tearing Maria’s attention away from the point where her green Orc cock met Lace’s soft bubbly butt and instead up to where Zu’gar was directing hers, the thick green helmet of her cock pressing against the human's wet pink tongue and gliding down to push into the waiting wet heat of her mouth.

"Mmfmmf~" Lace groaned as she felt the cock head begin to slide past her lips, the thick length pressing her tongue down and stretching the o of her petite little mouth wider to accommodate Zu’gar’s massive shaft.

Maria watched on as Zu’gar fed her cock deeper and deeper, the girls red lips sliding wetly along the length, smearing it with saliva and lipstick as, to Maria’s delight, Zu’gar didn’t slow or stop, the trapped girl arching her back as Maria watched the humans slender throat bulge and swell.

"Holy fuck…" Maria breathed as Zu’gar snarled her triumph, Maria’s gaze following the outline of Zu’gar’s thick cockhead as it visibly pressed down into the girl's throat, the bulge of Zu’gar’s cock becoming increasingly obvious as she hilted herself in Lace’s fuck-hole of a mouth.

Lace was in heaven, her body assaulted now at both ends, Zu’gar’s cock dominating her throat with its stretching girth as her lips fit snugly around the base, her body pinned and trapped between their muscled bodies, theirs to use as they pleased.

Zu’gar stared down with lust and desire as she used a hand to massage the bulge in Lace’s pale throat that could only be the outline of her cock, feeling as the tightness milked another few drops of her clear pre, depositing it straight inside her Princess where she belonged.

Still holding her throat Zu’gar began to pull her hips back, feeling as the tightness clung to her cock and watching as each spit shining inch of Orc cock was once again revealed. She moaned in pleasure, pulling back with a slow deliberateness till she saw Lace’s chest heave, a sure sign she’d drawn in a breath and all the invitation she’d needed to force her cock forward once more, Lace’s throat making a lewd and wet ‘Gluck!’ that sent a shiver up Maria’s spine as she watched, entranced.

For the deepthroating Lace the acclimatization period was apparently over as she felt Zu’gar’s weight shift, the cock grinding deep in her throat before her pace picked up quickly, her length powering in and out of her lovers pursed lips and offered throat, the Orcess biting her lower lip and arching her back as pleasure coursed through her.

Zu’gar looked down with half-lidded eyes at the scene before her, the petite human on her back, body writhing and shifting in a sexual heat as both her ass and throat were filled by throbbing green shafts, Lace’s own cock pointing up, painfully erect and unattended, though she was in no doubt Lace was a state of pure bliss.

"Fuck, hows her ass?" Zu’gar said, voice low and breathy as she eyed Maria, admiring the Orcess’ powerful muscles and impressive bare bust as she continued to drive her length into Lace’s vulnerable body.

Maria snarled a little, driving her cock forward with such force that Zu’gar felt the vibrations as Lace groaned in protest around the length pistoning down her throat, "The fucking best, fucking little slut lives for it!"

Zu’gar grinned proudly as she held herself deep for a moment, grinding her cum-filled balls against Lace’s nose, eyes and forehead before resuming her conquest.

"I’m going to ah, fucking nut in this bitch…" Maria snarled and readjusted her grip on Lace’s wrists, holding them in place as she leaned forward, her pace becoming less and less steady.

"Ugh fuck, fucking let me catch up and we’ll cum in her together," Zu’gar suggested and stood up straight, looking down as she moved both her hands to grip Lace’s head, holding her in place as she started to fuck the girls face with wanton abandon, sparing no thought for her comfort as she simply used her.

Maria panted hard as she watched the scene, watched as the Orcess repeatedly slammed her hips forward to bury her length inside Lace’s squirming body, giving her few opportunities to catch her breath, or even her senses as they were assaulted by the Orc’s cock, the slender throat showing every inch as it expanded and contracted to accommodate.

Lace lay between the two, unable to order her thoughts into anything useful as it was constantly bombarded with what she was being subjected to, her eyes squeezed shut as heavy nuts were pressed into them with every long thrust, her face a mess of spit, pre-cum and her own ruined makeup, her jaw aching as it was held wide, her throat burning from the girth of Zu’gar’s intruding member.

Her wrists were raw from Maria’s grip and she knew she would be a mess of bruises in the morning, this sort of indulgence didn’t come without its price but it was one she was willing to pay.

"Yesss…." Maria growled, either hoping Zu’gar had caught up or uncaring of whether they finished together, her thrusts becoming increasingly erratic even as the thick length pounding Lace’s ass grew a familiar steely hardness, a sensation that drove Lace to push back, squeezing down on the cock with all the physical strength she could muster.

Zu’gar too felt her own pleasures rise and she knew she was only a few strokes away from achieving bliss, but in the moment of heat and passion she wanted more, needed more.

As Lace felt the two steel rods within her pulse and throb the first molten eruption exploded in her ass, Maria’s growl, strong and dominant rumbling out of her throat as she pumped a thick virile load into Lace’s little pink star, each liquid pulse shooting thick hot strands into a growing lake of cum deep within her ravished body.

Zu’gar watched the moment of absolute hedonism play across Maria’s face and as her own began, her needs got the better of her. With a snarl she brought her hand up to Maria’s neck, gripping her and pulling her forward.

Maria, surprised to be dragged forward parted her lips to rumble her protest, but instead found Zu’gar’s full lips pressed tight to hers and she opened into it, hot and eager, the two sharing a private sexually-charged kiss, tongues mingling and prominent canines clicking as they made out, each now over the edge with no chance of returning.

Lace tasted nothing but her own spit and Zu’gar’s meaty cock as she felt it pulsing in her throat, the Orc’s massive pent up load being spent in the girl in such a way that swallowing was mandatory, the creamy Orc-cum being pumped directly into her stomach leaving her with no option but to accept it, her weak ravaged body grateful of the drink even as, once again, she began to run low on air.

Zu’gar and Maria maintained their erotic kiss over Lace’s flushed and writhing body until both were finished, the girl between them nothing more than a vessel for their seed, a tool for their pleasure, a toy to play with.

"Ugh… Fuck…" Maria breathed as the kiss broke, her eyes half-lidded as she took a half step back, Lace’s legs going weak as, with an audible slick sound, her large softening cock was pulled free, the twitching length coated in lube and freshly spent Orc cum, "I think she blacked out…"

Zu’gar grunted in sudden awareness and drew herself back, the spent python of her cock pulling free with a long drawn out groan from Lace who coughed, a few strands of spit and cum spilling out onto her top lip.

With a smirk Zu'gar reached down and gripped the base of her meaty glistening shaft, raising the still mostly hard length and slapping it a few times against Lace’s cheek drawing a sharp gasp from the girl as her eyes fluttered suddenly opened, her breath coming fast and shallow.

"She’s fine…" Zu’gar snorted, dragging the slick tip of her cock along Lace’s top lip, collecting the cum there and feeding it back into the girl's mouth, feeling as she instinctively licked it clean.

Maria grinned some and pulled her shirt down back over her heavy tits, her own thick aroused nipples standing out against the fabric as she let out a low, satisfied sigh, "That was so fucking good… So fucking good. Guess you want me to leave you two alone now, huh?"

Zu’gar raised an eyebrow for a moment, about to reply, but her eyes were drawn down to Lace as she let out a quiet little murmur, arching her back languidly.

"Didn’t hear that…" Zu’gar said, leaning in close so she could listen as Lace whispered in her ear, "Mmhm… Mm? Ah…"

"What did she say?" Maria asked, tossing her head back so that her long dark dreads followed, the well-kept locks settling down her spine.

"She said, ‘I can’t believe that pussy is bowing out after round one.’" Zu’gar passed on with a wolfish smile, her eyes gleaming in the low light of the room.

Maria pursed her lips and looked down at the sprawling, exhausted human, her face a mess of spit, cum and smeared makeup, her complexion blotchy, her neck and wrists already showing the early signs of bruising, not to mention how sore her ass and throat must be, soothed only by the masses of Orc cum now pooled within her.

But at the same time, Maria noticed, the little things untouched cock was still hard as steel, twitching in beat with her quickened heart and, as Maria’s gaze sought out Lace’s own, she saw the mirth, the lust and the challenge that somehow seemed to convey the message, ‘that all you got, punk?’.

"Swap?" Zu’gar suggested, already stepping around the table, her hands caressing over one of Lace’s pale but thick thighs as she moved.

"Pff. Why the fuck not?" Maria laughed, the sound sending a shiver of delight through Lace’s battered body. This was the life.

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