I'd forgotten about the toy I was seated on in my focus on the orc before me, twice as menacing now as he loomed above me.

"If you don't stretch your pretty cunt for me, we'll never get anywhere, pet," the orc growled, his bright tusks creating a false curve to his lips.

I glared back up at him and stretched my mouth open wide, tongue flat, leaning in to lick up the underside of his cock, bouncing myself on the dildo slightly. It felt a little fruitless. I didn't have hands to help me with my work, or even to touch myself and ease the way down the dildo, and I wasn't aroused enough yet for the stretch to be anything but a sting.

The orc's hands reached out, his eyes sparking above me as thick fingers clasped around my throat, just tight enough for me to feel my own pulse drum against his digits.

"Shall I teach your body to take me?" he asked.

Goose bumps broke out over my skin as I nodded and relaxed slightly, pressing my mouth to the head of his cock and suckling slightly before pulling away to say, "Please, master."

The orc released a low rumble of approval, and his hands pushed down against the slope of my neck, a strange tension I hadn't even noticed unwinding now that he had me in his grasp. The pinch shifted into a pleasant ache, and he arched his hips forward, sliding his cock against my lips. I suckled as it slid to the corner of my mouth, against my cheeks, covering every inch of thick length with sloppy kisses.

There was an unfamiliar structure beneath the velvet skin my lips and tongue teased, almost like the cock was moving within its own sleeve, a pulsing pump sliding up and down, and I was immediately curious as to how it would feel inside me. Interest eased my path another inch on the dildo, and I moaned as one of the bulbs seemed to lodge inside of me, pressing against my core.

"Your greedy cunt will be so full by the time I'm done with you, my pet, my prize." The orc's voice had a resonance as it grew deeper, two rich tones at once bouncing off the stone, pricking at my skin.

He started to lean away, the pressure of his hands easing on my shoulders, and I chased him immediately, raising myself up the dildo again, whimpering and swaying as the thick bulb pulled free. My mouth was hunting for the base of his cock, my lips tingling from the soft friction of his skin, hairless even over the incredibly large and rounded sac hanging at his base.

There was a sticky streak against my cheek, and I rooted against his rigid base with my eyes closed, equally self-conscious about my own shameless endeavor as I was…

…relieved.