Monica cried out as the orc squeezed her nipple...it was painful, but the woman was also excited to be taken advantage of so mercilessly.  She knew she belonged to these creatures now...she doubted they would ever let her go.  And her headstrong daughter...she would have to learn to get used to bedding these beasts, because while she wasn't totally sure they would let her go, Monica knew they would want to keep Beth.<br/><br/>She winced as the ogre slapped her daughter...but she knew there was nothing she could do.  Though she never would have admitted it, she did not<em>want</em>to do anything, so wrapped up was she in the sensation of hard rape.  So helpless.  And Beth could see her mother's face wrinkled up at the pain of being raped by the huge orc, see her breasts shake a bit each time that green-skinned beast rammed himself into her.<br/><br/>"Beth, you'd better start to get into this," Monica breathed.  "You're going to be deflowered."  At the ogre's command, she bent down a bit.  "I wanted you to marry that gemcutter's son, but..."  She looked up at Grignak.<br/><br/>"Yes, and I'm going to marry him," Beth said, still in denial of what was happening.  Then she felt her mother's tongue.  "What?"<br/><br/>"I'm trying to...make this...less painful," the woman said.<br/><br/>At the wagon, the two women were silent now, though Reese was on her knees only a couple feet in front of Rokgar.