When Lagakh opened the door, she saw that the stupid Gron had lead the human to her. He was still wearing the apron he used in the kitchen.

She made the slave go in and close the door on the nose of the grunt.

Lagakh tied the human to the vertical wooden plank in her bedroom. She always bind her toys there for their first night with her.

Once he was well tied, she put on him a blindfold and remove the apron.

She take a step back and eyed him.

He was rather tall for a human. At least for a fighter, and with those muscles he couldn’t be one. He had a bit of it, but it was clear he didn’t exercise a lot, he even had a bit of fat on his belly.

His face’s trait were most delicate than most of the human. Only a bit of facial hairs, it could be the start of a beard. Some humans had beard, nothing like dwarves’, but more fournish than orcs’.

Looking closer to him she saw he had almost no scars, no callus on his hands. He was either a noble, or the son of a rich merchant. But what was he doing where her warriors found him? Touching him, Lagakh felt he had a really smooth skin. That only reinforce her impressions of him growing up in a wealthy family.

Well that would make it even more pleasurable for her to break him.

The first few time she touched him he had shivered a little. But now, he didn’t move at all, letting her caress his body as she wanted.

Doing so, she saw the part she was the most interested about him growing bigger. At first it was rather small, like every human dick. But now it was rather big. It looked average between his legs, but he was taller than most human, and it was proportional. It was still smaller than the average orc’s one.

She grow tired of just caressing his body, even if the smoothness of his skin was rather enjoyable. She putted her hands on his chest and tingled his nipples. Then in a sadistic move she twisted them, making him tense in his bidding.

Lagakh put her mouth near the human’s hear and said.

“You can resist, I will enjoy it. You can scream in pain and pleasure, I will enjoy it. You’ll be hard, I will enjoy it. I will take pleasure with you this night.”

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Marc was scared.

He really didn’t like what was happening to him.

He knew he couldn’t do anything about it. The obvious choices was to resist as hard as possible or to comply. But he felt that the both options would give satisfaction to the female orc.

He chose the third option. Trying as hard as he could to endure everything without showing anything.

He had to resist the urge to move away from her touch. He let her touched his skin controlling more and more his shivering, until she pinched his nipples. It had make him startled.

He didn’t understand what she had whispered in his ear. But he guessed it was some kind of warning or promise.

She resumed caressing him, more and more near his groin.

He felt blood rush down, he couldn’t control this body reaction.

Ashamed of himself he felt the woman fingers gently going up and down his growing member. She was skilled, and he wasn’t used to resist this kind of feeling. Her hand went a bit lower and delicately grabbed his nuts, squeezing them tenderly. And with a wick movement-

“AAARRRGGGHHH!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! THAT HURTS! I’M GONNA HIT YOU BITCH!” He started to struggle then quickly calmed down. ‘No! I need to endure this. If I give in, or if I struggle she will enjoy it. The only way to truly resist is by doing nothing. I will ruin her fun.’

The sadistic woman went behind him and resumed stroking his dick up and down with her right hand. She pressed her boobies agains its back, making him aware that they were both naked. With her second hand, she caressed his torso, pinching his tities and scraching his skin.

Then she moved her left hand down his back and grab his but, slowly leading her fingers to his butthole. She teased Marc there, making him shudder anew.

‘What? She’s going to put her finger there? I should have expected it, but I don’t want it.’ He tried to contract his sphincter, but she pushed and sleep one finger inside. She moved it around, like if she was looking for something.

She put a second, then a third, making Marc more and more uncomfortable. She finally found his prostate and started massaging it. For all this time, she never stopped jerking him with her right hand.

Having his dick and his prostate simultaneously handled by experted hands had reason of Marc endurance. He sensed it grow in him, building in his groin and, even if he trying to resist, finally exploding.

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She did it, she knew she was able to do it. She made him cum.

‘Good, now on to the next phase.’

Lagakh took the released semen in her hand and forced it on the human mouth. She slapped him when he spit it.

She passed in front again and after making sure his dick was hard again, she climbed on him, sliding his human member in her moist pussy. She putted almost all her weight on his member. She then started moving up and down.

The human wasn’t moving a bit, she understand he was trying to resist her by being the most passif he could be.

“Move your hips.” She ordered him. He obeyed but he was succeeding in putting the least effort possible in it.

Lagakh continue to ride him ordering him to do more.

But it wasn’t it. He wasn’t trying to beat her or indulging himself in the act. He was doing passive resistance. And he was succeeding in ruining her fun. That was making her angry. She wasn’t able to release herself.

She decided to stop this after he came once, and reached for a whip.

Shlack!

“Argh!”

Shlack!

“Suffer you slave! I didn’t broke you today, but I will do it. Or you will die.”

She whipped him ten more time then stopped and let him hang there for the night. She didn’t want to break his back, he had work to do in the morning. It was so frustrating!

She went to sleep and pass a bad night, full with nightmares of her childhood.

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‘I did it. I manage to ruin her fun. It was painful, a lot. And she managed to make my body do what she wanted. But She didn’t had the fun she was planning to have. Serve you. I’ll make you pay one day. And soon. You’ll pay for all I suffer.’

Indulging in this sort of though Marc manage to fall asleep, tied up to the wooden bar. He slept naked and with blood slowly dripping on his back. The woman orc had manage to tear his skin with her whip. It was the second most painful experience of his life, just after having his balls crushed. And those two things were thanks to the same person.