<strong>Aleria</strong><br/><br/>She could hear heavy, powerful steps approach and a large hand grabbed her by the neck and pulled her up, if her legs wouldn't hold her then at least into a sitting position. Looking up, she would see the orc barbarian that beat her stare her down, hungry eyes on her tear-stained face and young ample bosom.<br/>"Girl has magix but too weak to earn win." he told her, lifting his black gaze to stare her in the eye, not allowing her to look away. He pointed at himself then "Shargam strong, beat witch. You now serve Shargam, bear new shaman for tribe."<br/>Perhaps it was the panic or dizziness still, but Aleria didn't notice before that the orc barbarian has discarded his only garment, and without his loincloth his massive shaft was now hanging free. If there was any doubt to what he wanted with her, it was now gone as his strong hand squeezed her shoulder, enough to make her vince. "Lil' witch now orc slave. Resist and limbs break." he said menacingly, then took hold of his hairy, veiny manhood with his free hand and stroked it to semi-hardness, then rubbed it against the bound girl's bare breasts.