The Married Commander & the Orc Warlord (excerpt #1)

Rayvla smiled as she used her thumbs to spread open Mariana’s inner pinkness. “I see your cherry,” she purred huskily. “Such a pretty thing. It is almost a shame that my mate will be popping it.” Mariana turned beat red with embarrassment and anger, saying nothing. The fact that Oglok was intent on claiming her virginity when she had always intended to give it to her beloved Timmon was not lost on her, and it put a foul feeling in the pit of her stomach. But she could not dwell on that now.

The orcess stood up onto her feet, procuring a series of gold jewelry. She held them up for the human warrioress to see. “What is this?” Mariana asked.

Rayvla grinned. “Piercings. For your lovely breasts and belly button. The chief loves to show off the fine things that he owns, in their full splendor. That now includes you. And I’ll admit, I too am eager to see you wearing them on your naked pinkskin body.”

Mariana bit back her tongue before she could blurt out what she wanted to say in response to this. “Get on with it then. Don’t want to keep that brute mate of yours waiting.”

“Eager huh? Gladly,” Rayvla answered with a laugh. Before Mariana could respond, the orcess leaned her head down and took one of Mariana’s pink nipples into her mouth. Mariana gasped, never even considering the idea of doing something with another female, let alone an orcess. Rayvla sucked noisily on her nipple, letting out a husky rumble in her throat as the bi green-skinned woman indulged herself.

Mariana was disgusted at first, but her body began to betray her. She felt her slit growing moist as her sensitive pink nipples were sucked, and this only got worse when the orcess nibbled on the bud with her teeth gently. Rayvla slid her finger down the once proud commander’s slender midriff and to her pussy, a pointer finger gently sliding in.

The orcess began to curl her finger in and out of Mariana’s virgin tightness while she sucked and nibbled on her nipple. When Mariana’s breathing began to deepen and she felt her nipple become hard as a rock from the orcess’ tongue flicking at it, Rayvla moved quickly before the human woman could react.

Her fingers deftly dipped into a nearby jar of some kind of salve. Her mouth popped off of Mariana’s nipple, she applied the salve to her hardened bud which caused her to experience a cool, numbing feeling. And then she swiftly slid the needle into place, piercing her hard pink nipple until the fine golden ornamentation was adorning her plump breast. And she barely felt the pinch when the piercing was applied thanks to the salve and the orcess’ oral efforts.

The warchief’s wife then latched her greedy dark green lips onto Mariana’s other pink nipple, causing the human woman to gasp. The orcess pursed her full lips and sucked loudly as if nursing from her breast, before her mouth came off with a wet pop. Mariana was ashamed by how scandalously quickly her nipple had hardened to a fully-erect state, her skin covered in goosebumps.

“Your breasts are so lovely, Commander,” Rayvla purred, gently squeezing both of them. Her fingers then gave her nipples a light pinch. “And your pink nipples are so adorable.” More numbing salve was applied to her other nipple before Mariana felt another pinch, her left nipple pierced with the same identical gold piercing to the right nipple.

“There we are, all done,” Ravyla said. “My, your body is gorgeous. Such a perfect human body should not be hidden underneath all that armor.”

Mariana scowled at the orcess. “I would much prefer the armor, thank you.” She looked forlorn down at the nipple piercings, knowing there was no way to be rid of them. Not for a while anyway. She only hoped Timmon and the others wouldn’t see her like this.

Rayvla laughed. “I don’t believe you will be saying that soon. You may deny it, but I believe you will enjoy being the chief’s sex slave. He’s had his eye on you for some time, and I think he plans to do wonderful things to you with that cock of his. And it is a big one, believe me.”

Mariana looked and felt like she wanted to vomit, even if she did her best to hide it behind a stoic visage.

“But,” Ravyla said, clapping her hands. “Before I present you to my mate, I think you and I have time for a bit more fun, wouldn’t you say?”

Mariana was quickly shoved back onto the fur blanket behind her. Rayvla licked her lips like a predator, applying pressure to Mariana’s thighs and spreading her legs wide open.

The captive knight-commander gulped, steeling herself. “I’ve never been with another woman. Not have I wished to.”

Rayvla ignored her. “Here’s how this will work, hon. I have influence with Oglok. Make me happy, and I will speak with Oglok, and make you and your fellow prisoners more content here. So here’s what I want you to do: reach down and spread those pretty little pink pussy lips open while I eat you out. And when you cum - and you will cum, trust me - I want you to moan loudly when you do. No fake sounds, but lovely little human moans that your body wants to let out but you try to hold back and suppress. Understand?”

Mariana processed this, weighing her options and considering the best course of action for herself and her men. In the end, she hesitantly nodded despite whatever personal qualms she may have had about this. She needed to seize every advantage or opportunity she could in this dire situation, even if it meant giving this conniving orcess exactly what she wanted. What she ultimately needed most was time, and she would do whatever it took to buy herself, her husband, and her men more of it.

“Do what you like,” Mariana said stoically.

Rayvla grinned, licking her green lips. She used her thumbs to spread Mariana’s virgin pink pussy open. “Oh, I will.”

With that, the woman dove in, her tongue trailing its way along her pink slit. Mariana stifled a small gasp as the other female’s vigorous tongue flicked back and forth along the lips of her labia. The orcess then pulled her mouth back, planting kisses along the knight-commander’s lovely toned inner thighs. Her eyes never left Mariana’s face, her expression one of fiendish delight as she relished the mixture of revulsion, apprehension and barely-suppressed curiosity hidden behind a facade of stoicism on Mariana’s face.

The teasing kisses and wisps of hot breath on her inner thighs continued for several moments. Just when Mariana grew frustrated, the warchief’s wife dipped her head back between her creamy white thighs and lashed her tongue vigorously against the human woman’s pussy. Mariana tossed her head to the side and slammed her eyes shut, her legs going into a spasm on either side of the bisexual orcess’ side-shaved head. The orcess moaned in her throat as if savoring a delicacy as she began to truly go to work on the secretly-married woman.

Using her thumbs to spread open Mariana’s vulva, the orcess looked up at the captive commander, winked, and dove her tongue straight into her pussy. Her head bobbed up and down between her thighs, a guttural “mmm” of delight emanating from her throat as her tongue spelunked in and out of the human woman’s tight pink pussy. The orcess meanwhile was reaching down and rubbing her own pussy as she explored the virginal sexual makeup of her orc husband’s rival.

Mariana blotted this out as well as she could. She shut her eyes and bit back her reluctant moans. At first, she had hoped to endure this with the knowledge that she had no arousal toward other women and therefore could not possibly obtain pleasure let alone an orgasm from Rayvla’s efforts. This initial plan was now in shambles, however, as it became abundantly clear that she had underestimated the orcess’ talents with her tongue. Mariana’s trademark sensitivity was coming back to bite her in the ass, as her body apparently had no trouble receiving pleasure as the orc female’s skill outweighed Mariana’s personal preferences.

Her survival plan now was to shut her eyes and pretend that it was Timmon eating her out. This worked for a time, as despite the fact that she and Timmon had never had penetrative sex yet, he had used his mouth on her quite a few times in private. She’d always quite enjoyed what Timmon did for her, and she had never failed to climax from his efforts. This, however, was different. The orcess was obviously skilled, more skilled than Timmon, she had to shamefully admit. Timmon of course could not be blamed for this as he was still young, and Rayvla was more mature. Not to mention, there was no telling how many captive human women Rayvla had obtained ample practice with as a result of Oglok’s brutal conquests.

Try as she might, Mariana could only lie to herself so much. The reality that an orc female was currently tonguing her cunt, not her husband, could not be denied. Another unavoidable truth was that she was rapidly getting close to climaxing onto another female’s tongue. Judging by the wicked glint in Rayvla’s eyes, the orcess knew it too. Mariana hated more than anything that she was proving the smug orcess right. She tried to hold back as much as possible, but knew she was fighting a losing battle. It became an absolute impossibility to hold back when Rayvla used her fingers to coax her clit out of hiding before she began giving it a gentle yet insistent tongue-lashing as well.

When the orcess’ long tongue delved into her just enough to reach her hymen, Mariana gasped and her eyes went wide. The orcess let out a chuckle in her throat that made the knight-commander want to beat the other woman’s face into a pulp. The orcess paused to give an apology laced with false sweetness, despite Mariana knowing full well that the warchief’s wife had almost certainly gone exploring for her virgin cherry quite deliberately. The orcess went back to more careful yet no less vigorous motions with her tongue in and out of the human pussy in front of her, wet licking and lapping noises filling the room as the greenskinned woman’s head bobbed between Mariana’s spread legs.

With Rayvla upping the pace of her tongue’s wet plunges in and out of her pussy along with regular sweeping flicks against her sensitive clit, Mariana finally unraveled. She stifled her moan for just a moment before remembering the deal she’d made with Rayvla. Swallowing her pride, she opened her mouth and sang out sounds of pleasure as she reached her orgasm, as Rayvla had demanded. It was shamefully not a difficult task considering her orgasm was very real, and the moans she produced were likewise not fake in the slightest. Rayvla grinned as she drank the human woman’s clear honey that flowed into her greedy mouth, her tongue continuing to wriggle and carry the moaning warrior woman through her climax.

Her climax finally abated and Mariana let out a long sigh, her legs relaxing on either side of the orcess’s head. Outside the chamber, the two male orc guards dipped their heads inside, clearly having been alerted by Mariana’s loud moans. When they saw what had transpired, they laughed boisterously at her expense and returned to their watch, evidently used to the past antics of the warchief’s wife with Oglok’s human female captive. Mariana turned bright red from embarrassment. She only hoped that her captive husband and the other men could not hear her on the lower rungs of the fortress.

Rayvla licked her lips and raised her head up from between Mariana’s thighs, grinning. “That was a beautiful thing to witness, Commander. You have the sweetest cunt I’ve ever tasted, and your little human moans were adorable. I wonder if you sound the same while giving orders out on the battlefield,” Rayvla laughed.

Mariana wanted to kill this orcess.

“Yes, I can see that you and I are going to have a lot of fun together,” Rayvla purred, not seeming to notice or care about the contempt written on Mariana’s face. She’d made the proud human warrior climax on her tongue, and that was clearly enough for her. “Now, let’s present you to my mate. Now it’s his turn.”

Rayvla stood Mariana up onto her shaky feet, the knight-commander lamenting her new nipple piercings and the trickle of her own previous arousal dripping down her leg. She looked like a whore, a plaything, which was exactly what Oglok and Rayvla wanted her to be.

As Rayvla led her to the warchief’s audience chamber, Mariana grit her teeth, remembering her mission with newfound resolve, endeavoring to endure whatever came next for her. She had to endure, for her men and her beloved Timmon.

But deep down, she felt more terrified now than she had been on any battlefield.