<b><span style="font-size: 18px">The Barge</span></b><br/><br/>The orcs circling Jenine were only briefly distracted by Lydia's parting words.  Gnosh Rock-Head, hearing her rather orcish instructions, gives Plark the Shifty a hard shove, knocking the smaller orc into the side of the cabin.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"See even boss lady knows how it goes 'round here." </span>He laughed, showing several broken yellow teeth between his thick tusks.  Plark looked worriedly as Lydia was carried out of sight, fearing he was moving further down the totem pole.  But like the other small orcs, they weren't about to set to duties when there was lively entertainment to be had so he stayed in the circle tormenting Jenine.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Grull, determined to put this troublesome she elf in her place is once again surprised from the get go.  There is no protest or begging, instead she gives orders to his orcs and then starts kissing his hairy back.  What is with this woman?  He asks himself, she simply doesn't understand her part in all this.  Still her lips feel good on him and while he doesn't need much encouragement, a little goes a long way as his loin cloth begins to tent more than usual.<br/><br/>Tossing her on the bed he looks down with his most menacing grin, tossing his loin cloth aside to expose his thick green cock.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"What?"</span>He asks, momentarily confused as she says she is looking forward to it.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"No more tricks from you."</span>He warns her, reaching to tear the front of her dress open but realizing she had just undone it for him.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"> "Great tits." </span>He says as his thick fingers dig into her soft firm flesh.  He hasn't even thought to start lifting her dress when she hikes her skirt and tells him to rip off her panties.<br/><br/>He complies without even thinking about it, ripping the fine expensive cloth from her hips and exposing her sex.  He pauses, looking at the shredded cloth in his right hand then at her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"Shut up, I know what I'm doing."</span>His lips scrunch in something of a confused fashion as he throws the ruined undergarment aside.  His hands go to her knees, spreading them slightly, she is about to get what she deserves and once she feels his cock split her open she'll be begging him to stop, just like a proper slave.<br/><br/>Instead she starts telling him how to do it.  He wasn't falling for that again, he was no fool.  Clearly frustrated now he looks around, grateful the other orcs are distracted.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"I fuck you when I say." </span>He tells her in his most authoritative growl.  As if to prove his point, instead of guiding his thick orc cock into her half-elf pussy he kneels down and starts lapping at her with his long muscular tongue.  He wasn't the most talented in that department but he had a tongue just made for it.  He licked the length of her slit several times before spreading her inner folds and discovering her clit.  He sucked on her nub then shoved his tongue downward to enter her.  He would teach this half-elf witch a thing or two about who was in charge on his barge.