<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>"My turn.."</strong> The Orc finally spoke the words it had been waiting for, waiting for the look of defeat in her eyes that would tell him she'd lost her battle at seducing him, that she'd failed to coax his release from her. She'd been close, the Orc could feel how close, but there was no reason he would let her know that. Instead that Orcs hands descended on her in a savage manner. Balthus was going to claim his prize. The Orcs hands acted first, taking firm hold of the Goddess-Idol's aching flesh. The wet sensation between her legs and stroking his dick had told the Orc that despite her attempt to seduce him.. she'd left herself around. So now the Orc was about to continue her 'game' in a way of it's choosing.<br/><br/>A hand firmly wrapped itself around her slender neck. Thick Orc fingers around her throat, choking her of her very breath and depriving her of desperately needed air. The Orcs thick fingers grasped, tight, around her throat. It's fat fingers squeezing the very breath from her lungs as it repositioned her. So her ass was no longer squeezing it's fat cock.. but the head was right up against that damp spot in her leather spandex. Her hips lifted up, high, so that her damp but covered cunt was touching that cockhead. Then the Orc used his grip on her body to <em>firmly</em> shove her down. A swift, hard, shove down that would suddenly cause that cunt of hers to be filled to the brim with it's potent rod. Inch after inch, pushing against her cunt.. and that spandex between her legs forced to expand. Turning her outfit, her lower half at least, into a condom for it's dick.. even if it meant painfully stretching that leather out.<br/><br/>Right until it ripped, and snapped, and as the spandex fell away and tattered it wasn't the warmth of his <em>spandex-contained</em> cock she would feel.. but the burning and blistering warmth of that monstrous dick as the Orc shoved her down, all the way, into its lap. The Orc didn't let her just take a few inches. It made a point. It forced her to take him all the way down, to the base, so that fat cockhead was literally touching against the entrance to her cervix.. then pushing into it.. causing a slight bulge in her stomach when her hips eventually touched his and her cunt-lips were at the base of his cock. If she tried to squirm away.. she'd find those chains that had been wrapped around the Orc were now around her, holding her firmly in place.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">                                    </span><br/><br/>Balthus uses Passive, Chains of Power, to shatter her defenses.<br/>balthus rolls: 1d20 Result: 9</span>