<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The Orc couldn't help but mentally sneer at the answer the voice had given him. A reply soon thrown back at the voice that wanted the Orc to trek on. <em>'Then they are perfect sluts to strengthen Orc.'</em> Balthus had a feeling the voice wouldn't agree, would keep propelling him forward, but that didn't matter to Balthus. He didn't <em>have</em> to listen to the voice. Besides.. for a voice that didn't want him to fail it seemed rather keep to send him off to face Goddess that <em>could</em> be stronger than him and seemed to have little idea of what could, or couldn't be an issue for the Orc. Balthus was considering the voice to be more, and more, unreliable. But Balthus' thoughts of the voice were distracted by the squealing of a certain Goddess who was whining after having her <em>tits</em> slapped.<br/><br/>She'd been so certain that what she was doing was a way to resist him, to fight against him. Yet now, there was none of that. The little Goddess had accepted that she was, in fact, a sleeve to be used. There was no wearing down the Orc. She had to deal with the shame that in her efforts to help her sister the Orc hadn't even <em>cum.</em> Her entire purpose, her effort, had been worthless. The Orc, however, had made her cum like a squealing sow that needed to be fucked. Which was exactly why the Orc just continued to plough into her drooling little cunt until he could feel her cunt quiver signaling her next orgasm. Two orgasms by Orc dick. That was what she was doing, being used like a slut. There was no noble purpose. No saving her sisters. Just orgasms by vicious fucking.<br/><br/>With that second orgasm it seemed Iris had learned her place. Her little cunt clenching and she grunted out for the Orc, her new god and master, to breed her. The Orc replied by squeezing her tit and lowering his cock completely inside her as she started to cum. <strong>"You Orc slut now."</strong> The last bit of humiliation to be found, from the Orc, as she came and lost all her senses. Becoming nothing more than a drooling mess upon his cock. The Orc didn't even cum inside her. Yet both the Orc, and the Goddess quivering beneath him, would know she'd been bred by nothing more than those potent drops of <em>precum</em> that had constantly leaked out the tip as he pounded into her.<br/><br/>The Orc withdrew it's mighty cock from her cunt, pulling it out of her, and dragged its hands to her wrists. The Orc positioned one of her hands to her breasts, the other to her drooling slit, and growled out a command for the new slut-Goddess. <strong>"Play with self. Then maybe Orc will return."</strong> Before that Orc sheathed it's gargantuan rod and started to make his way towards some other Goddess' on the beach. The Orc wanted more strength. It wanted more Goddess' to break into sluts.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">                                    </span><br/><br/>Balthus chooses +5 GP per post.</span>