<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Balthus thick, powerful, cock started to twitch. It shifted left and right, leaking bits of precum, as he watched the Goddess lower herself to her knees and wrap <em>his chains</em> around his swollen girth. A girth that showed now signs of losing it's swelling or arousal, the opposite in fact. As she wrapped the chains around his girth, and planted that wet kiss on the tip, the Orcs cock would visibly twitch and further swell.. growing several inches. That Ogre made his way towards her, watching her, as those eyes of his continued to linger on her. His swollen girth twitching, throbbing, and more precum being excreted from the tip as that Orc watched her rise back up to her feet.<br/><br/><strong>"Suck.. surrender.."</strong> The Orc growled the words before another twisted thought suddenly popped into the Orcs head. <strong>"Dance. Like stage."</strong> Despite the fact that the Orcs mind had started to adapt.. its language skills needed a bit of work. Its mind would take a lot more coaxing to actually reach a level where the Orc might just communicate properly with the Goddess' that the Orcs were so desperate to <em>violate.</em> The Witch-Idol had brought the Orcs fascination all on her own. With the way those gorgeous hips of hers swayed, back and forth, the way that beautiful body of hers moved and the dance-like rhythm that accompanied her body, it had drawn the Orcs attention in a way that it didn't see fit to resist or ignore. The Orc in particular was <em>completely</em> willing to degrade and humiliate her to get what it wanted.<br/><br/>Satisfaction. Entertainment.<br/><br/>Balthus' eyes were on her after she rose up. Even with her tightening the chains on his member, causing that thick and swollen girth to twitch and further swell. It seemed the more she tightened those chains, the more the Orcs cock grew in need. That cock, that thing which had broken and bred so many Goddess, was a weapon. A weapon that she was now casually teasing without, perhaps, realizing just what it was capable of. That swollen girth kept twitching in the hold of her chains, throbbing, as that Orc took a step closer.<br/><br/>A bold step. One that brought that fat cockhead right up against her <em>inner thigh</em>. The Orc was thinking about <em>grabbing</em> the girl, taking her by her hair and forcing her down onto his cock. It was impossible not to think about. The Goddess' had such pristine bodies and the lavender body before him was a temptation all on its own. Especially when she was drawing so much attention to her hips and thighs with the way she moved.<br/><br/><strong>"Worship me."</strong> The Orc growled the words as it continued to peer at the Goddess. Though if she dared to focus on where the Orc was looking.. it was that his eyes were <em>drifting</em> over the full curve of her tits. The Orc couldn't help but stare at every part of that delicious figure.. all while considering how he could get what he wanted from the Goddess.</span>