Mae's head hung down, still on her hands and knees with the cloth fabric that had been covering her, no pulled down between her legs. Her robes were pulled up and over her back showing off her rear. Mae squirmed being uncomfortable, knowing he could see all of her, and if anyone came in they would see her as well.
He took hold of the collar and turned her to him, looking into his eyes her cheeks flushed and her ears were hot, her butt still stung from the spanks. The collar was pulled down, making her upper body lower. when she looked down her eyes widened, her nose twitched. She could smell the orcs musk as she was met with the large member. It was green like the rest of his body, the head of it a bit darker than the rest of it.
Mae's eyes closed tightly once again, shy and embarassed of what she was seeing, after all she was a virgin, he clearly was not. He probably had other play things like her, maybe a wife at some point? Who knew.
"Suck" He commanded, looking at her with a look of spite and a hint of rage on his face. He wanted her to pay for what happened... but killing her just seemed to be such a waste. Keeping her alive and using her may be more fun. He watched as she hesitated, her maw outstretched and her tongue out, unsure on how to take the monstrous thing that laid before her. She began shaking; there was no way she could be able to do this... not to a filthy orc!
When she tried to pull back her head stopped, something was stopping her. She looked up and noticed that his hand was on her head forcing her to stay where she was. It pushed her head down, inches away from the shaft. A light cry left her lips as she looked down.
He seemed to be tired of waiting, as he grabbed the back of her head, shoving the swollen head and upper part of his thick shaft past her lips, scraping the back of her throat and making her gag. The salt and grime, the taste was just completely awful and tasted as if he had never bathed a day in his life. He pulled out a little, allowing her to breathe in through her nose. He looked at her with a stern gaze afterwards. "When I say suck; you suck!" He said pretty angrily, but a hint of something else in his voice. She began to slowly work on his large orcish member, slowly sucking and dragging her tongue across it's surface, pulling out and suckling on the tip, letting her tongue dance around his head. "Careful with those teeth too." He said rather calmly for once "Or I'll throw you to my kin wandering the streets"
Mae bobbed her head up and down, he had gotten so angry all over again. Was he thinking about the inn? What that troll had said? She didnt understand orcs; sometimes he was sweet and caring to her, other times it was rough and careless.
She was weary of her fangs, trying to make sure they didnt cut him. Mae's lips and chin started to get covered in a mixture of drool and his own precum. Her hand held onto the base to make it easier. Maybe if she did a good job, the faster he will get off and it will be over with. the shaft was wet with her slobber and it had dripped down his length onto her small hand. Even though she was moving her head on her own, his hand would sometimes push her head down, farther than what she could normally take.
The long shaft pushing to the back of her throat made her gag a few times and before he let up, he would hold her head down almost making her choke on him. Her eyes would water and as she struggled, he would grin and chuckle down to her before a growling moan left his lips.
Grommar's hand wrapped and tangled in her hair, getting a better grip to control her when he wanted. Everytime he pinned her head back, she though it was it, that she owuld have the bitter salty stuff fill her mouth, but it never did happen.
Again her head was pinned down, she was getting better at not gagging but when her head was lifted up off of him she was confused, maybe he gave up? He pulled her hair and she winced.
"Good, but now for the real fun." Grommar grinned before pushing her back and pinning her onto the floor.
His large hands grabbed the robe and tore it in half, exposing her purple flesh. he tore her bra off, groping onto a breast before leaning down and biting onto her nipple, a bit to hard for her liking.
Mae cried out as his teeth closed around her nipple. when he lifted his head back up her hands shot to his chest, trying to push the large orc off her. "Stop it!" she cried out. " You are hurting me!"
She didnt know why she thought he would care, he had whipped her before, spanked her, starved her. It took nothing at all for his hands to take hers and pin them over her head, holding them there with one hand.
Grommar forced her legs open and got between them. She squirmed frantically wanting to get away from the large orc. Her mouth was sore from what she had just done, her lips felt bruised and she couldnt imagine him in her, let alone when she has never laid with a man.
She felt him in between her legs and knew there was nothing she could do. His musk still filled her nose and she could still taste him on her lips.
Grommar thrusted hard into her, making her cry out and arch her back from the shock of pain. His hand went to her hips to hold her still as he enjoyed the feeling of her insides. Her eyes teared up; it felt as if the thick orc was going to rip her in two. He waited a little bit, enjoy the soft insides of mae's folds. Sooner than she would have liked, he began to thrust, and not so gently either.
Mae's smallish breasts bounced from the thrusts, it was hard and picking up speed. It seemed he was close already, though with a good while of using her mouth she could see why. He leaned over her, sweat on his face and chest from working his thrusts. Tears still stung her eyes from the pain from before but it was starting to go numb now.
Grommar's moans and grunts were getting louder and louder, his thrusts harder and painfully deep. His hips moved faster, he was massive leaning over her. standing side by side she hardly made it to his chest. His hand went to her throat, not choking her, but held a firm grip. He looked down to her biting at her lip and moving to her neck, sucking and biting hard at her fagile purple skin. He moved back to her nipple, the tongue swirling around it before he started to suck on it. She doubted he was trying to pleasure her, just doing stuff he enjoyed. He moved his head so his forhead was over her chest, the thrusts getting faster before a loud moan filled her ears.
Mae felt him pushing deep into her, knowing he was climaxing. After a few more thrusts he stopped, keeping his weight on her so she was pinned down. Grommar took a little bit to huff, sweat on his body glistening in the candle light. Some dripped down his rippling muscles. When he lifted himself off mae it was probably the first good breath she got in since he got on top of her: His weight made it hard for her to breath. She whimpered as she laid there trying to compose herself. She was already sore, she didn't want to wake up tomorrow.
Grommar told her to get into bed and when she stood she could feel the orcs hot seed run down her leg a bit. When she got into the bed she burried her face into the skins. He got in behind her and fell asleep.
In the morning mae's body ached badly. She was still naked and peaked under the skin blanket. Her nipple had a bruise over it from being bitten, she could even see the teeth marks. Her neck was sore and bruised and so was her hip and wrists.
Between her legs aches just as much if not worse. Mae whimpered as she put a hand over herself, the skin tender to the touch.
When she sat up Grommar was not beside her, she could hear him outside. beside her was a baked potato, it was cool to the touch so it must of been there awhile. She ate it quickly, feeling tired and sore and weak, she wanted the energy. Soon grommar came in wiping his hands with a cloth.
" Come bathe" he growled to her.
Mae slowly made her way up, and headed out the door. There was some sort of basin, the water wasn't that warm, it was rather cool and only warmed by the sun.
She looked around, she was right out in the open. It wasnt a busy part of the city, he lived on the edge, but she was naked and men and woman looked at her. She tried to cover her body and looked down at the water, at the reflection of herself. Her hair was knotty and dirty, bruises on her body. It was clear what had happened last night.
She stepped into the water and sunk herself into it, sighing softly. Even though it was pretty cool, it felt good on her sore skin. She took the cloth that was in there and scrubbed at her skin, careful of the sore areas. she scrubbed the dried cum off her thighs and moved to between her legs, wanting every bit of that orc washed off of her.
"Nightelves and orcs couldnt have children... could they?" She wondered to herself. Suddenly a worgs nose poked at her neck gently before he licked her face. "Hello, Bloodfang" she said softly patting the giant worg, making his thick fur wet.