A tiny thrill goes through Tashia as she feels her blade strike home, sinking into the orc's flesh, although not as deep as she would like.  Still, she allows her lips to twist into a smirk as her blade comes free of his body, blood staining the tip.<br/><br/>Her eyes widen in surprise a moment later as the orc, apparently unimpaired by her blow, lunges towards her, dropping his whip as he moves, one hand closing on her wrist.  With little apparent effort, he twists her arm behind her, causing her to gasp, twisting, trying to break free.  Instead, he manages to secure her other arm, holding it behind her back.  "Let go!"  She cries out desperately, her voice high with fear and... and something.  Twisting, she tries to break free, but to no avail.<br/><br/>Held as she is, Tashia still manages to acrobatically twist her slender torso out of the way of an oncoming whip.  She is not so lucky with the next one, however.  Tashia gasps, her hazel eyes wide, staring as she sees her red panties torn away, her rounded backside and delicate pink petals now bare, her chestnut mound well trimmed.  A hint of moisture can be seen on those soft lower lips, a visible sign of her excitement.  Once again, she flushes as she hears the crowd cheer appreciatively, her slender waist twisting as she tries to hide herself, but to no avail.<br/><br/>Then she sees the orc closing in, raising the whip.  Tashia flinches, squeezing her hazel eyes shut in anticipation of what is about to come.<br/><br/>Surprised when it doesn't, she opens her eyes again, watching the orc approach.  Helplessly, she twists, trying to look away, but she is held too tightly.  And her body... didn't seem to want to behave.  She can feel the moisture between her legs.  When he strokes her cheek,  she closes her eyes, barely able to avoid leaning into her caress, the arousing aspect of the whips spreading through her body.  And the mention of cock, of them using her... Tashia shakes her head, trying to deny the feeling coursing through her body.  The one holding her, the one standing so close to her, her nude body, humming with passion... Tashia bites her lower lip as her excitement level rises.<br/><br/>Even with that, though, to say those words... Tashia swallows, clearing her throat.  "I..."  She tries again.  "I..." Try as she might, she can't quite make herself say it.  Just then, one of the orcs reaches around her, cupping her sensitive breasts, displaying them to the audience.  Tashia cries out, her face contorting in pleasure as he grips the sensitive flesh.  The words seem to rush out of her.  "I am the Gurt Brother's fuck toy!  Please, watch them fuck me!"  Tashia pants, her chest heaving, her eyes wide with surprise at her own words, her heart thudding at the thought of what would be happening next.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Persuasion 2 + free tag of audience "aroused" 2 + tag "Blessed Beauty" 2, + striking looks 2 - roll 1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4392375/) = 7<br/><br/>FP - 3/6<br/>Physical - SUBMITTED<br/>XXXX  Wet between the thighs<br/>XX<br/>Mental<br/>XX<br/><br/>Social <br/>XX    Cocky Slut<br/>X<br/><br/>Temporary aspect - topless, bottomless<br/></div></div>