<strong>Balthus</strong>| HP: 3 MP: 1 | OT: 50/70 | GP: 95/100 | IMPREG: 50%<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">S</span><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><em>mack. Smack. Smack.</em><br/><br/>That sound grew ever louder, and lewder. At first it had just been the faint attention the orc decorated her breasts with, his palm repeatedly striking her bouncing tit-flesh just to humiliate and pleasure the Goddess-slut. Yet that smacking became lewder, wetter, as more of her saliva drooled out of her mouth and coated the inside of the Goddess mouth with the stench of its Orc dick. Thick dollops of saliva constantly drooling out her mouth, dripping from her chin, to decorate her tits below. Thick strings of that same saliva leaking from her bouncing tits to form a small puddle on the floor. A puddle that was proof of her 'reluctant' mouth-worship. No matter how much she'd struggled, and pleaded, the fact that her mouth was sucking, and that she orgasmed, was enough for the Orc to know the Angel was still nothing but a slut pretending to be haughty and proud. Which would no doubt make it more exhilarating, and humiliating, when the Orc pulled his cock from her mouth and used it's grip on her hair to <strong>Overpower</strong> her in her cock-drunk state.<br/><br/>Those terrible chains, wrapped around her body, slithered from around her wings. They shot up, to the rafter and ceiling, either creating holes in the roof or finding some piece of ceiling-wear that they could wrap around. The Angel was soon lifted up from the floor, by her wings and the chains wrapped around her thighs, till she was dangling in the air. In such an overpowered, and helpless, state.. it was no wonder that the poor Goddess was about to be destroyed.<br/><br/>Not that Balthus got to it immediately. Instead the Orc splayed out her legs wide open, revealing her blue panties that were utterly soaked from her Goddess-nectar. The Orc easily forced that wet piece of fabric to the side and lowered its mouth to her <em>cunt</em>. She'd feel the Orcs rough lips licking, and lapping, at her drooling nectar producing hole. It's slimy long tongue slinking across her pure slit before it forced its tongue inside her cunt to <em>leak</em> out that last bit of her honeyed nectar. When the orc withdrew her juices riddled it's lips and chin as the Orc taunted down at the bound Goddess. <strong>"Good honey."</strong><br/><br/>Then she was given exactly what she had dreaded. The depraved vision that had slipped out of her mind. Bound in chains. Dangling from the air.. legs now splayed open as the Orc brought its engorged cock to the entrance of her cunt and slammed himself into her. The Orc buried himself, right to the hilt, inside her with that very first thrust. The Orc didn't need to fuck her.. but it did. It's hips rapidly, and frequently, slapping against her own while the Orc smacked at her tits with its hands.. and pushed on her body. The chains swinging her, back and forth, constantly impaling her on the Orcs cock even if the Orc hadn't been thrusting like a wild animal.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">                                   </span><br/><br/>Balthus uses <strong>Overpower</strong>: STA - 10, Dex - 3.<br/><strong>Overpower</strong> is a success.<br/>Balthus rolls: 1d20 Result: 19</span>