<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/RoDooxQ.jpg)</div><br/>There would be plenty of time to meet and greet her new bunkmate. Pipa drew the curtain and closed off her sleeping alcove from the rest of the room.<br/><br/><em>She sighed softly, remembering the headmistress's command to return either after dinner or tomorrow morning.  She couldn't help but wonder if the headmistress planned on 'feeding' off her, and had a growing realization of certainty that would be the case.</em><br/><br/>She wondered if being the headmistress’s favorite really had more to do with that than anything regarding her chances in the dungeon. She told herself it didn't matter, and pushed away the book she couldn't focus on. Closing her eyes she attempted to quiet her mind.<br/><br/>When she opened them again, she realized that she had fallen asleep. She didn’t know for how long; the dim lighting in her bunk gave no clues. What it did provide was back lighting for the figure that loomed over her, straddling her ribs and arms. She couldn't make out any distinguishing features.<br/><br/>Pipa opened her mouth to cry out, but was muffled instantly by a strong gripping hand.<br/><br/>“Shhhh, siukavas, it is late and you wouldn't want to wake those who rest close by.” Ursak’s voice alleviated some of her concern. This was no unknown shadow, but her identity did not exactly relax Pipa.<br/><br/>The muscular halforc settled more of her weight down against Pipa's chest, constricting her lung capacity. Her hand didn't budge, and Pipa was forced to take short breaths, the close, warm air flowing through her nostrils at a quick rate. She felt a wave of excitement, tinged with dread, wash over her. Ursak's intention was unclear, but Pipa was sure that she wasn't there to tuck her in.<br/><br/>“You did not come to dinner. I believe our little elf friend missed you. I think she is half in love with those pretty, blue human eyes of yours,” she said in a rough whisper.<br/><br/>Pipa squirmed under her and Ursak gave a quiet chuckle.<br/><br/>“I thought perhaps you were too taxed from our fun earlier.  But you shouldn't be missing your meals,<em>peavta</em>. You will need your strength to train in this place.”<br/><br/>There was a bit of Orcish Pipa recognized without needing a reference guide. The word for “pet” was one she had heard her father use for the cat they had kept when she was a girl.<br/><br/>“Fortunately, I have brought your dinner to you,” she growled. There was no doubt in Pipa’s mind that Ursak wasn't referencing some hidden bowl of soup. She could feel the heat of the orcish woman's sex through her loose garment.<br/><br/>Ursak leaned low to speak in her ear. “Are you hungry, my little peavta?” she asked before giving the point of her earlobe a sharp nip, causing Pipa to give a muffled squeak.  “For now that you are my kavrall, it is my duty to make sure you are,” she paused and her voice dropped to a low hungry growl as she said, “well taken care of.”<br/><br/>Ursak waited, clearly seeking and expecting to draw a response from Pipa. For her part, Pipa could feel her body responding to Ursak's hold on her with a keen, ready hunger that surprised her in its intensity. She nodded, her head moving a few millimeters up and down under the halforc’s grip. She shivered in anticipation as she felt her pussy dampening in a more subtle response.<br/><br/>“Yes, my pet,” Ursak praised her as she slowly removed her hand from Pipa's lips, lingering to press two fingers into her compliant mouth. Pipa suckled them, just as she had the headmistress’s that morning when she had sampled the seed of her consort.<br/><br/>Ursak chuckled as her weight shifted off of Pipa's abdomen and Pipa caught a whiff of her arousal in the close quarters. The fingers withdrew and were replaced in short order by Ursak's wet sex pressing down over her mouth and chin.<br/><br/>Pipa thrust out her tongue, immediately ready to run it over the slick labia and circle her clit, before thrusting it deeper to probe Ursak's hot opening. The dominant woman ground down against her, hands lowering to grip each side of Pipa's head, fingers weaving into the mussed, dark hair.<br/><br/>She used her grip to direct her thrall back to her swollen clit, which Pipa obediently sucked and teased. Her thoughts were a warm, fuzzy, comfortable blank as she focused on her sole task. Her hands reaching up to grip Ursak’s muscular ass, as she bucked and gyrated with her approaching orgasm. With a growling moan she she came, as her juices coated Pipa's face.<br/><br/>“Lap it up, peavta. Good girl.” She continued to hold her in place as Pipa groaned and her tongue slid over every fold, bringing the musky fluid into her gluttonous mouth.<br/><br/>The bed cushions shifted as Ursak finally pulled away from her enthralled orckin. Pipa’s hands moved down to open the fly of the trousers she had fallen asleep in, seeking out her own sloppy slit. Her clothing clung to the dampness as she pushed it down her hips.<br/><br/>“Still hungry?” Ursak asked as she repositioned herself, turning to face in the opposite direction, crouching above her, and stilling Pipa's hands with her own.<br/><br/>She whimpered in response, but Ursak wasn't satisfied. “What's that?”<br/><br/>“Yes, Iuuk,” she croaked out in a whisper.<br/><br/>Ursak moved Pipa's hands to her sides, pressing them into the bed to convey that she intended they should stay there. Then she began to manually pleasure her pet, slowly stroking her smooth, wet pussy lips.<br/><br/>Pipa began to quiver and groan. Ursak gave her sex a light smack. “Shhhh,” she chided.<br/><br/>Pipa tried to be quiet, hands gripping the light blanket she lay upon. When Ursak swirled her thumb in a circle over her desperate clit, she failed, breath catching in a pleasurable “ahhhh.”<br/><br/>Ursak didn't stop teasing her, as she lowered her ass cheeks over her face. “Turchiing, kavrall,” she growled.<br/><br/>That was another word Pipa had heard her father call the cat. Once when it soiled his boot, and she couldn't stop laughing because he had discovered the situation with his foot.<br/><br/>She had seen enough of the dungeon broadcast to know what Ursak wanted, but she was hesitant for a moment as she slowly pressed her tongue between those muscular green cheeks. It didn't last as Ursak lowered herself, practically smothering Pipa beneath her as her fingers picked up speed.<br/><br/>Pipa’s hips bucked, but the noises she made were well muffled as her tongue began circling Ursak's puckered asshole, her moans providing stimulating vibrations.<br/><br/>In the back of her mind, Pipa could hardly believe what was happening to her, and what she was doing.  But her pussy overrode any protest she might have made, had she wanted to. She felt her powerful orgasm approach as she probed Ursak's ass. As she went over the edge, her hands came off the bed and wantonly pulled Ursak's hips down to better muffle her cries of pleasure.<br/><br/>Her head was swimming as she sensed Ursak moving off her then.  She rolled to kneel beside the panting Pipa as she smiled down at her kavrall and gave her throbbing clit a playful pinch, and promising “There will be more later.”  Her smile faded as she studied Pipa’s face then as her thrall panted through her afterglow.  From her clothing she drew forth a single fang that had adorned her leather undergarments, she studied it for a moment before looking back at Pipa.<br/><br/>“The orcish blood runs true in your veins my little peavta,” she said.  “This pleases me.  For as long as you remain my kavrall, you are considered one of the sunfury tribe, and we have a low tolerance for weakness in front of others.  So we shall keep our little gatherings private,”  She grinned and added, “I may change my mind.  Outside of these bunks, you shall address me respectfully.  But you will also show the world what a proud orc blooded woman is, and be strong.  Do you understand?”<br/><br/>Pipa nodded her head.<br/><br/>Ursak pressed the small fang into Pipa’s hand, “If you wish my attention, leave this on my bunk and if I so desire, I will visit you that night.  Likewise, if you find one of these on your bunk, I expect you to climb between the curtains of mine that night after lights out.  Do you understand?”<br/><br/>Pipa nodded again as her hand closed around the small fang.  Ursak smiled and said, “Until the next time then my pretty little peavta.”  Then she was gone, moving away from the closed curtains and leaving Pipa still gathering her breath.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>In the morning, Pipa found her red dress had been cleaned and returned to her wardrobe.  She was up earlier than any of her dormmates, so she washed and dressed quickly and quietly.  She ate a simple breakfast in the dining room, before making her way to the doors that lead to Headmistress Ravensoul’s office.<br/><br/>