<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The Orc hardly cared for her other orgasm. Nor did it care about her whimpering and cumming all over his dick. The Orc was only determined to extract one thing from her. The one thing that the Orc was programmed to do as a man. To mate a it's bitch. The Goddess was his bitch. There was no way even she could deny that considering the way her little cunt was squeezing his cock after that second orgasm. She was obviously broken.. there was no way she could stop him. Those chains were wrapped tight around her body, binding her body, as those breasts were tugged tighter against the chain and her body was <em>pulled</em> all the closer to him. Every inch of his dick now freely plunging in and out of her.. constantly smacking her most sensitive spot.<br/><br/>Right up until the Orc dumped his load.<br/><br/>That thick dick erupting inside her, pouring endless load after load of potent Orc cum into that dripping cunt of hers. So much cum, in fact, that it practically threatened to rip that cunt of hers open thanks to the way he pounded her. His thick dick having overstuffed her womb, completely stuffed her womb, and made it so that her cunt was practically leaking cum all over her inner thighs as the triumphant Orc pulled himself from that <em>bred</em> cunt. The Orc then, noticing the limp Irelia, used his grip on her hair to lift that pretty head of hers towards his cock. Placing her mouth on that <em>cum</em> soaked shaft and letting her get a proper taste of his bulging cock. Making sure that she tasted him, each inch, even in that semi-unconscious state. The Orc was more than eager to pump that limp mouth on his cock, to plunge into her throat, and when the Orc inevitably pulled her mouth off.. her mouth was totally soiled. Remnants of his cum still on her tongue and the inside of her mouth, as he let her lithe body drop limp back to the floor with her drooling cunt raised up in the air.<br/><br/>The Orc would have loved it, to keep using that Divine cunt. Her body wasn't as good as he would have liked. But she made a divine sleeve, literally. Yet just as the beast plunged his dick into that gaping slit of hers, the beast was enveloped in darkness. The woman's voice at Balthus' ear. But even the promise of more divine cunts to feast and breed didn't satisfy the Orc. The Orc who wanted nothing else than to just keep plunged into her cunt, to keep using that precious hole of hers for his own release. What was the use of more <em>sleeves</em> if the Orc couldn't ensure that his sleeves were well bred. If he couldn't enjoy watching that haughty woman's tits swell as she became addicted to the Orc's seed.<br/><br/>The Orc was missing out on the most fun bit. Yet, with the chance of more Orcs in the future. The Orc waited for the next destination.<br/><br/>Balthus knew that the voice better guide him to more cunts like the last, more bodies to seed. Or the Orc wouldn't be happy. He was already frustrated with need.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">                   </span><br/><br/>Balthus chooses +10% impreg chance.<br/>Balthus chooses Location 2: The Burrow</span>