Beth screamed as the ogre pulled the front of his breeches down, revealing himself.  "Mother, he's--"<br/><br/>"Control yourself," Monica said in a low voice that still carried an impressive tone of command to her daughter.  "He is a male--different race, but still of two legs.  This is what males have.  And this is what women taken in the wild must do.  Yes, I know what to do," she answered the ogre.<br/><br/>The merchant woman took the ogre-cock in her hand, stroking it to full hardness.  Beth stood deathly still.<br/><br/>Back at the wagon, the two tied-up women stared at the orc in  horror.  Veronica shook her head.  The redhead was silent.  Then she spoke.  "No, I don't want it...but...I will..."  Her voice trailed off.