<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/006/763/746/large/lee-do-kyung-cdd.jpg?1501077532)<br/>Elaine Bedigar</div></div>"<em>Risa</em>," Elaine whimpered, as Larissa's mouth went to work. "Aahh... it's so sensitive, Risa..." She writhed and clutched at the blankets as more cum oozed down her shaft and down her lover's greedy throat. Her whimpers turned to groans, her volume rising in a crescendo of overstimulated delight. "Ahh, s-stop... K-kasala... P-pinna... they might hear me," she protested. "Oh, gods, they can probably hear me!" Elaine felt blood rush to her face... and elsewhere, as she grew hard again between those soft wet lips.<br/><br/>Elaine had never fully understood it, but embarrassment and arousal seemed to go hand-in-hand for her. Especially at the thought of discovery, of being<em>seen.</em>Her experience with Bonebreaker Dorokor had made it even clearer. Despite her shame, there had been something thrilling about being held down and fucked in front of the entire White Tusk Clan, dozens of eyes watching her moan, and writhe, and gasp, and cum. She could just imagine Kasala and Pinna and the halfling woman, listening to her moan in exquisite agony as Larissa worked her sensitive shaft. As much as it embarrassed her, she<em>hoped</em>they were listening.<br/><br/>And through that embarrassment and arousal, she found a little of that brazen confidence returning. "Yes..." she sighed, "worship your Bloodchief's cock." She felt strange saying it, and yet that new side of herself<em>liked</em>the words. She pushed a little further. "Tell me how much you love your bloodchief's cock..." She could get used to giving orders. She grinned down, meeting Larissa's burning gaze. "You will be first among my harem. I will dress you in gold, and jewels, and nothing else, so the world can view my prize with envy. My first and favourite pleasure slave..."