<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/gz8cBzi.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Landa Forestdottir</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291505.msg14314583#msg14314583</div></div><br/>Landa felt a strong surge of disappointment in herself as even through the has of pleasure she felt embarrassed and worthless as her willpower had not proven enough to withstand the commands of the orc and fight as a true adventurer.  Surely she was just a little slut and had taken what she deserved after failing to control herself.  The orgasm was just another sign of her failure and she wondered if she could ever redeem herself.  Landa felt the thick dribble of orcish semen from her sex and knew that she'd been marked and claimed by the terrible creature.  Now what would she do?<br/><br/>She knew that something had silently attacked the orc and pulled him away from her.  That the strong creature had been so easily handled meant that what ever it was must be deadly.  She froze for a moment still on hands and knees as the sound of flowing sand grew louder.  Landa didn't want to go running off into the blind darkness and risk injuring herself hitting a wall or falling in a pit yet she would have to do something eventually.  When the thing wrapped itself around her ankle Landa let out an inarticulate cry.  "Ahhh... off me!" and jerked her leg back.  She skittered forward on hands and knees and then turned to face the sound as she stood.