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Dungeon Failure, A Captured Melon, A Bound Elf (Bad End) (part four)
Alyce and Datura, headed mostly by an initial lapse in cooperation have both utterly failed to clear this dungeon, but also failed to maintain their freedom. Furthermore, the pair failed to escape, and after multiple attempts to do so have been given further restriction and scrutiny by the dungeon's inhabitants.
Bound, bare, with their stamina and magical reserves constantly sapped. Both girls are left reluctantly defenseless against their various captor's whims.
This is not a tale of valiant resistance, uprising, or an underdog journey to victory.
This is a tale of two girls, biding their time for a rescue they aren't certain will arrive, defiled day by day.
Escape is not an option they can handle anymore, they can only pray for rescue.
(There are no additional rules or powers for this segment. Escape and any meaningful resistance is out of their hands)
(Each monster will cover a different day)
[Alyce: or, well, that was the intention. =w= writing went on for longer than... likely both of us expected, so enjoy another segment as apposed to a yet-to-be-reached 'finale'~♡]
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/wear their attached_hands
04:31:01
(
Is very worried about putting on bondage without the bondage scene)
04:31:24
(Maybe it's different in BeB, doing
that in Hentai... just makes the game freak out =w=)
04:31:57
(I don't
think it'll be the same cause hentai bondage is a scene iirc.)
04:32:27
(Alyce will choose to believe you are correct.)
04:32:40
(OK! Room description...)
04:33:25
(Looks goo! Alyce is assuming you want to 'start' as well then correct?)
04:43:20
You can kinda just do this instead
04:49:07
The last three days of Datura and Alyce's life had been spent almost entirely on their knees. Chained down over devices that sporadically sprung to life and buzzed their insides to no foreseeable end. Leaving both girls unsteady and tired in a puddle of their own cum almost constantly. When those machines WEREN'T on, they spent hours on end sucking dick as deep as they could down their throats. Their faces, tits, insides of their mouth, no area was not coated with cum. The situation is irrevocably bad when the smell of it almost becomes unnoticeable.
By the end of day three, when both girls had grown accustomed to shamelessly bucking against the machine so it could wring their next orgasm out of them, and opened their mouths without much fuss for whatever cock was presented to their lips, the orcs who had been holding them their finally "let them go." At least, from their role as blowjob slaves. The girls were unbound and given roughly a half hour break under scrutiny to stretch their limbs and reacclimate to movement. Truth be told, it was a test to see if most of the fight had been wrung from the girls. And when both of the girls, upon being ordered to, pressed their tits up against the wall and crossed their wrists behind their back to be chained back up, it was clear to the orcs they had passed.
The girls were marched to a new cell. Four sets of shackles hung from the wall, low enough that you could kneel down and sit when bound to them. Which was of course the very next step.
Both girls drop to their knees and lift their hands up into the shackles, which are clasped shut around their wrists and locked there. Exhausted as they both were, and for the first time in ages having the opportunity to sleep without buzzing stirring their pussy's relentlessly, they passed out pretty quickly...
05:06:24
For Alyce, three days spent altering between mindlessly grinding her hips hips against the vibrating machine, and sucking down whatever source of 'sustenance' was shoved deep into her throat was enough to actually mellow out her usual resilient battiness. As, whenever she tried to do something like sink her teeth into one of their captors cocks the resulting punishment had turned her thoughts away from trying to do anything like that again. One day was enough to make any girls voice go hoarse.....At the end of day two Alyce had grown accustomed to parting her lips and relaxing her jaw the very moment footsteps began to pass outside their chamber- if just to lessen the soreness her mouth would experience after. "Nnnhhahh.....haahhhh...."
When their 'service' was eventually given 'rest', temporary as it was, Alyce had known better than to try anything....and hell her body hurt enough that even if Alyce wanted to turn around and likely ineffectually drive her fist into one of the orcs.... Even just finding her balance to stand was a massive struggle. It was less that Alyce had 'pressed' herself against the wall to accept her new shackled and more along the line that she collapsed against it. Heavy breathing, trembling legs, and nose-blind to the stench that was soaked into her skin, hair, and throat.
05:18:15
As we're marched into the next room, Alyce is compliant, dazed...and more than just exhausted. She turns towards Datura with eyes as open as Alyce can get them "Haaaa-...kkhn...."
And can't properly form any words past the stinging sensation of a thoroughly used throat. She grits her teeth together, and now that the constant, incessant stimulation below had finally been given rest...i'ts not long before Alyce's brain shuts down the sleep either
05:21:17
Three days of the same, routine treatment makes for one hell of a wake up call. Alyce isn't sure how long she got to rest, all she knew was that the familiar sound of feet stepping across cobble was approaching again. Shuffling to straiten her posture, before the door even opens....
05:22:53
Alyce's mouth was open, taking deep breaths with the thought that soon that freedom would be replaced by cock
05:23:41
The elf, having been servicing orcs all day, had no coherent words for Alyce. Only a cumdrunk expression after being doused in their presence all day.
05:28:07
Were Alyce in any condition to do so she might have mocked Datura for the expression on her face...of course, that would also be entirely ignoring the quivering of her own body, and....currently open mouth
05:29:55
Datura had, similarly to Alyce, fumbled her way along to the new cell they were left in. And, despite her elven heritage minimizing her need to rest, spent just as long as Alyce did asleep in her meditative trance, catching up on the rest she missed.
The next morning, when both girls were jostled awake by the sound of heavy footfalls through the long corridor, Datura, like Alyce, sits up straight. And her lips even part slightly before they're even nearby. As if her brain was hardwired to be ready and waiting for what it was recognizing as the superior species to use her.
05:30:33
Surprisingly though, around the corner came only a single orc into view of their cell. No long line of greenskins with their hefty cocks hanging low and ready to go down the girls throats. Just one green cock for them this morning.
05:31:21
Morning... sows...
Even he speaks as if he just woke up, though he too clearly focuses a bit more after eyeing up both of your stained and defiled figures.
05:32:00
An unfortunate downside to being human is that rest was necessary ,
and Alyce needed far more than an Elf to be ready for 'more'. While her mouth and throat were unconsciously begining to salivate to lessen the surely rash treatment a line of orcs would be delivering.... Seeing only one has that tongue slipping back behind lips, and a relieved sigh escaping instead. "Hahh..."
Alyce's posture relaxes- Slightly. Too many times in the last three days did she drop her chin and received a punishment for Alyce to resist now. Looking up, there's no words that Alyce could possibly form as a response, just the constant, low panting of finally caught breath
05:36:55
Alyce did, of course, take offence to being referred to as 'sow', having furrowed her brow at every utterance of the word since their captors started saying it. This time was no exception either, even if the shifting of mood on Alyce's face was barely noticeable
05:39:12
It was slightly ironic, as since neither of them could bear the orc's children. Sow was perhaps the farthest thing from what the slaves were. But given that it was the lingo they routinely used, sows they were called nonetheless.
The orc steps into the cell, walking up to the both of you and stepping between you.
Job to take you to main camp... entertainment. Prove you're ready to... serve.
The orc grumbles slowly, and looks over his own shoulder as if about to do something he shouldn't.
Nobody said couldn't have fun first...
Both your hairs are grasped and pulled closer to his hanging cock, seems he wants some cooperative attention, and it seems like you two are going to be sucking at least one cock this "morning" after all...
05:47:16
It was also quite the miracle that the orcs hadn't noticed that no matter how much seed they had pumped us full of, we never showed any signs of pregnancy. You'd think there'd be some kind of punishment for being unable to produce and yet... They looked far too caught up in just brainlessly using out bodies for pleasure instead. Chalk it up to Orc intelligence. Given our 'treatment' over the last few days hearing that we were would need to be serving as 'entertainment' Almost makes Alyce groan. Not having the full strength needed to do so "Mnnfh-"
Wincing in pain, as her hair is tugged and the lips she thought was going to be getting a break from the blowjobs being forced against another green member....Alyce moans instead, and starts the process of rolling her lolled out tongue along the green meat in front of her
06:00:46
Alyce's hair wasn't the only one being being yanked, and right across from her was a familiar face....Until now Datura and Alyce had been used 'separately', the Orcs being surprisingly efficient in using each of us to please as many cocks as possible before the time to rest was there. So... Now that Alyce had the chance to actually 'tease' during our 'punishment', she dips her chin forward and makes an attempt to connect the tip of her own tongue to that of the Elfs...No doubt pleasing the Orc between our mouths in the process
06:03:52
The orcs had in fact noticed that the girls couldn't breed. It was why they weren't relegated back to the evening breeding ceremonies after their escape attempt. They just hadn't decided what to do with the two of them yet...
The orc straightens out at first feeling of soft lips sandwiching his cock, and he starts to raise to half mast...
06:07:19
Datura, senses shoved so directly against orc cock, did not need much encouragement. She could not help herself against it, and when she realized what Alyce was trying to do, she readily obliged. Her lips parted and wrapped around the side of the orc's cock, polishing it. Whilst her tongue slips out from underneath and stretches as far as it can to brush against the melon's own tongue. Her eyes quickly closed as she melted into the sensation of servicing the orc as if it was her life's purpose.
Mnn... shllrp~
06:09:18
Just about the only times Alyce was able to do something like the exhausted, panting giggling she was doing now was during the brief moments like these. Alyce's eyes narrowed and while an Orc's dick was far to massive to properly her get lips around... "Mmllhmfh~ Sslrrrrp~"
Attempting to 'kiss' the Elf on the other side was a fun side goal to servicing the orc's throbbing member
06:19:02
But a 'side goal' was all that was, because Alyce knew that even if this Orc was clearly taking advantage of his position, he could... well... take advantage of his position if his cock wasn't actually satisfied. Using a different technique Alyce's lips slide down the the base, pressing her cheek against the Orc's pelvis...then back up to this tip bob the sensitive area as deep as her used throat would take it
06:21:54
Datura enthusiastically matched your attempts to makeout over the orc cocksicle between you both. Your lips never could quite connect, but given his throbbing and husky moans, the orc wasn’t minding your futile attempts.
06:24:17
Datura, conversely let Alyce take the reins in the main service of the shaft. She bows down a bit to find herself under the orc’s cock, letting his balls teabag into her mouth. Where she dutifully begins to suck and lick at the sack she nestles comfortably between her lips. Worshipping the little bags of seed, because, as much as she couldn’t… her physiology REALLLLY wanted to have his kids… and so she worshipped him like it.
06:27:36
One of the key differences between Alyce and Datura that was once expressed was how between the two of us... Alyce had a significantly less agitable gag-reflex... so it only made sense that she would be the one trying her damndest to work that excessively large head past the threshold of her lips. Her jaw gives, relaxing enough to at least take green head into the warm, wet hold of her mouth "
Mnnfhgn-- gllpp...~"
Once it pushed in, the entire small frame of Alyce's body quivers....and without much space to work with, it's the underside brushing of Alyce's tongue she intended to make the orc drip with.
06:34:03
Another part to this was that Alyce knew Datura would, thanks to the elf's disposition, find the fact that it was Alyce who was more geared towards blowing green popsicles annoying, at the very least.
06:36:06
The orc, pent up as he was from the heavy burden of not unloading his balls into something every five minutes, throbbed and dribbled pre cum into your mouth. It wouldn’t take much more now to get a load in your mouth… with the elf treating his balls like they were royal jewels and you polishing his cock which would no doubt at some point today fuck one if not both of you… he was about to finish.
It was then that he pulls both of you off of him, and starts to rub slowly. His gruff moans accelerating.
Tongues…
He orders.
06:39:08
Datura was less annoyed with Alyce and more disappointed she couldn’t be the one to have her throat rummaged around in by his long heartthrob length. But it did not stop her from shoving her cheek right next to Alyce’s, and sticking her tongue out close enough that the melon could plop her tongue right atop it… which appeared to be what she was going for.
06:40:28
"Mmnfhphah..."
What the Orc had ordered was just about all Alyce could actually even do . Mouth open, panting, and tongue entirely lolled out as breath after heated breath warmed the tip in from of her. By now the fact that his pre-cum was still left glistening on Alyce's tongue was something Alyce didn't even think about anymore....over the last mouthful of days Alyce's mouth had gotten used to more cum being thrust inside not long after the previous load anyways
06:44:25
To dirty our faces was the the Orc's goal, an option that Alyce was always appreciative the long line of captive chose to take. Her dark, prismatic eye furthest away from Datura's closes in preparation, her soft cheek matches the Elf's enthusiasm for pressure... "hhh.... Aaaaahhhn~"
and Alyce keeps her lips parted.
06:47:21
The orc strokes a little faster, and his sperm shoots out onto your tits, tongues, and faces like a cannon. Datura remains smushed up against you till he stops expelling more cum, and after he finally finishes dousing the both of you in his warm, thick baby batter, Datura turns and shoves her lips against your in a kiss. Swapping spit and cum with you feverishly, and even licking some off your face. Before getting a SLIGHT handle on herself and pulling away with a blush.
06:50:59
The Orc's expenditure was expected- aside from the occasional swap for demon seed it was all Alyce had experienced for over 72 hours....so as hot orcish cum covers our faces Alyce sighs in relief that the process was over- "Haa~mnfhn--??"
What Alyce didn't expect was the Elf to turn and capture her lips in hunger. Was this just just a play to arouse the Orc in front of us...or...? "Mnfh... Mnhee~eeamnfh~"
Or did that even really matter. At first Alyce's eyes open wide in the sheer shock of it the move itself...and then they close, leaning into the lip lock to lap saliva, seed, and breath from the Elf.
06:57:33
Of course, for the only reason being that this was the first non-cock thing to have been pressed against Alyce's lips, and for no other reason at all, as evident in the shared red tint covering Alyce's own cheeks
06:58:28
The orc chuckles to himself before fixing his loincloth. Though he throbs like he could go a few more rounds, he does not shirk his duties any longer, your shackles are released and be produces a new pair. The usual you’ve had on since arrival, wrists, ankles, and leash.
Stand, face wall, hands back…
07:03:03
And Alyce complies, still... rather unable to quell the burning color on her cheeks no doubt caused by the having to listen to more of the Orc's orders. Standing up, turning around, wobbling on unsteady legs....and leaning forward to press what should be a dignified face to cobblestone
07:05:41
Datura likewise rises to shaky feet, and turns to face the wall. Her wrists cross over each other and she smushes her chest against the stone, staring over at you with a still sheepish expression.
If you were paying attention you’d notice how her hips stuck out, swaying, begging the orc behind them to pound her. But no such fucking came.
The shackles clasp onto both of you, and the orc grabs your leashes, guiding you out of the cell…
07:08:23
"You're such a
slut~"
...Words whispered in a barely recovered and hoarse voice...That so far we've been made to orgasm as many times as we have...and that Datura was still swinging her eagerly for more despite that had Alyce's shoulders lose their tension. Click~ Right up until the claps close down on her wrists and Alyce's arced, sweat and cum glazed back shivers in anticipation
07:12:47
Pulled by the leash, Alyce gasps out a breath and walks along side you to where the orc guides
07:13:37
Datura, as you are marched back from wherever this orc came from, seems to be constantly staring at you…
07:14:35
No longer forced to swallow semen, Alyce's voice had recovered... enough for conversation. "Haah... What."
It was only supposed to be one word, to prompt you into saying whatever it was that was clearly on your mind.. "Alyce thought you might be too distracted by the Orc's ass to be looking
this way...~"
But Alyce also figured a little 'encouragement' in the form of a taunt would help you find the words easier
07:17:30
Datura’s brow furrows at your teasing, but the elf speaks with surprising clarity.
Do not mind me… I have deduced that the bulk of my… biological faults are based in sight and touch. So if I do not look at him… it gets easier to focus. Works faster if I look at something alive that isn’t an orc…
Datura smacks her lips.
Do not flatter yourself, but in this case that means you. Though if it pleases you I will permit you ogle me in retu- AEE!
07:19:54
The orc yanks both your chains.
07:20:07
Not care if talk… talk too much make head hurt.
07:20:21
"Right, as if 'Alive and not an Orc is supposed to be some kind of- *
Aghn..."
Your second statement doesn't get a reply due to the...aggressive nature of the one holding onto our chains
07:22:24
Alyce of course, wouldn't be stooping to the level of 'orc speak', so she chooses to just... remain quiet and follow instead.
07:24:01
The rest of the march continues in silence, with all the more staring. Eventually you make it back to the main encampment, where the staring and chuckles grow apparent. As much as you’d like to keep your attractive features still, the orc leading you both makes a point to tug and pull you much more than necessary to make the sexy jiggly bits jiggle.
07:26:34
Datura doesn’t put up much of a fight in regards to being forcibly shown off and shaken about, more focused on trying to look anywhere orcs weren’t… too little success. Her legs were already rubbing together in anticipation…
07:27:41
Being the subject of your stares didn't have any real affect on Alyce, though, this did mean that Alyce was being given a disproportionate amount of attention compared to you.-
07:30:02
Orc: "Look forward, sow."
07:30:26
That is until the large brute tugging in every way possible to force us the 'show off' notices Datura's attempt not to look at them. As for Alyce, she get pulled along all the same, chest swaying when the chain causes a lurch forward, and stumbling back against it's tension to have her ass on display when the tension slacks. It was clear what they were trying to get Alyce to do and... "hmph..."
While Alyce did give in and lean her body into the motions, the less-than-small pout on her face wasn't enjoying this like her partner was
07:33:47
Datura, after a particularly bad yank catches wind of the orc’s newest demand. Her ears twitching, she whimpers a little, but complies with the demand and very quickly finds herself becoming mesmerized again. Luckily for her, you are both dragged into a tent with… a surprising amount of female cosmetics, and a few dancer outfits.
07:37:24
The orc, a man of few words, explains briefly.
Show soon… dance… dress hot, make want to fuck. Ten minutes.
The orc then begins to unclasp your bondage, once free, he leaves.
07:38:18
Datura, temporarily isolated from orcs, sighs with relief, before kicking into panic mode again upon realizing whats going on.
07:41:57
Alyce!
She practically hisses the name.
07:42:14
"HHaah..... Ten minutes..."
Ten minutes of rest is what Alyce was interoperating the words as, she scans the tent and the items inside with relative disinterest...
07:42:34
"These look similar to what you though Alyce would wear before...- what??"
Poor excuse for 'clothes' in hand, Alyce furrows her brow and directs her attention over to you
07:43:23
I
can’t dance for them!
The elf seems visibly distraught.
07:43:51
I won’t be able to focus at all! They’ll have me whipped!
07:44:05
...Then again, could an Orc really conceptualize 'ten minutes' the same way Alyce could? maybe 'ten' was more like five...so Alyce quickly uses some of the 'cloth' as a rag to clean her body... before starting the process made far more difficult due to the shackle to put the far-too-thin layer on her body
07:45:15
The elf was far too busy panicking to worry about adorning herself in the revealing garbs strewn about the tent.
07:47:20
"...Ah...."
Not that you were unskilled and 'couldn't dance'...but- "That you won't be able to give them a 'good enough show'?~"
For once Alyce's smug grin returns, balling her fingers into a fist that very, very lightly taps against Datura's shoulder "Please~ You probably only have to try and make it work for a few minutes...and then they'll just be too focused on fucking you to care."
07:47:29
Mumbling to herself... Alyce more or less shoves the clothes into your arms...
07:48:14
"...Do you think we could convince them you're blind?"
07:48:31
I’ve been seeing this whole time? Be serious! I don’t even think I could keep it together for a minute out there, let alone several! If I have to look at that many of them I’ll be unable to handle myself!
Datura looks down at the clothes, somewhat confused. She starts to dress up in the dancer outfit.
Help me? Somehow? Please? I- agh…
07:50:52
Rolling her eyes...Alyce brings her hand back-
07:51:32
and slaps the elf across the face "Pull yourself together...That's what Alyce was
trying to do, idiot..."
07:52:01
Thankfully there was far more than just a few outfits stored in here... Bending down to take one of the extra waistcloths, Alyce takes a few steps behind Datura....and uses the material to cover her eyes. It's wrapped once....twice...and finally tied in a knot to hold the make-shift blindfold in place "If you can't
see them, you're fine enough, right?"
07:55:03
Datura stares back at Alyce, in relative shock. Her mouth sits agape at the harsh reaction she received.
07:55:07
07:55:52
07:56:06
Datura silently puts the outfit on, a foreboding feeling crawling up her spine as the time ticks down.
07:56:39
I mean… Theoretically, but are they really gonna buy into this?
07:57:41
There isn’t any time left to have that discussion, as after seven minutes pass, the orc opens the curtains.
Come now… dance now.
07:59:26
"They're Orcs...-Tch..."
Alyce clicks her tongue, not only is she cut short of trying to explain that they're probably too stupid to pay attention to something like that... or more likely find the idea of you being blindfolded 'hot'...she didn't get to use the time to rest either
08:00:58
No access to magic or Glamour... This quick, makeshift blindfold was all Alyce was able to come up with in the time before the Orc's return. Alyce bows her head and helps Datura to her feet....prepared 'enough' to head out of the tent
08:03:17
Datura grabs hold of your hand as you help her up, and does not let go after. Relying on you to guide her wherever you’re walking with the new blindfold and absence of mana sense.
08:12:51
08:12:56
You’re both led up onto a wooden stage with a single pole in the middle of it, the crowd of orcs already wait for you to begin whatever spectacular routine you have planned for them. Some clearly already undressing the both of you with their eyes.
08:13:49
The sight of woman clinging to each other was something common among Orc slaves, they had become used to it to the point of Alyce assisting you the entire way to the stage wasn't even out of the ordinary....Stage work was something Alyce wasn't a stranger to either- albiet under... significantly different circumstances. There was no band, and Alyce wasn't going to be holding an instrument in the traditional sense. "...Fuck..."
Muttered under Alyce's breath there was one more glaring issue being made apparent as Datura is helped up the stage's steps... We spent far too much time figuring out how to solve the Elf's issue, and none of it on what to do after being placed in the Orc's view.
08:19:22
"Hope you actually... know
how to dance."
Before letting go of your hand, Alyce gives it one more brief squeeze, letting the touch linger as our fingers part ways
08:21:30
Uh… we’ll… I’ll figure it out…
Datura COULD dance… but likely not how they wanted their sluts to…
08:23:04
Because Alyce did know how to dance, Ballroom, ballet, swing, and many other styles the 'audience' wouldn't be able to appreciate in the slightest.... so what Alyce does instead is....to improvise. Moving slowly, Alyce accentuates her hips in vulgar...crude swaying motions. She places both hands against her own thighs and drags upward, rolling her stomach to follow the flow of movement....
08:24:54
Datura similarly puts most of the rhythm she has conjured up in her head in her hips. She swings them about and lets wherever the imbalance from jutting them takes her guide the next step. Often times spinning or arching her back with her step.
It was… the dancing equivalent of foreplay, the orcs were not displeased… but their grumbling certainly made it obvious they wanted more.
08:28:49
Stripteasing would probably do the trick… but it almost meant the stage would probably get rushed sooner or later and you’d both be taking cock again, so a different idea, if possible, may be wise.
08:29:24
"This would be easier with music..."
Because then Alyce could have at least based her movements on... something rather than trying to 'feel out the crowd' with her vulgar movements.... Alone Alyce would probably have needed to resort to a strait up strip tease to buy some more time...
08:32:51
Datura’s ear twitches when she hears Alyce mutter, and she changes course. Sensually barreling herself into the girl.
Repaying the favor…
She mutters into the melon’s ear, before slipping her arms under Alyce’s to prompt the girl to raise her arm’s up.
She drags her hands down Alyce’s sides, past her hips, and gropes her thighs while subtly guiding her sway left and right.
08:36:03
But Alyce wasn't alone on the stage, Her eyes flit over to Datura and waits for a decent enough 'pause' in your motions to slide in behind you "Lift up your arms...." Words spoken with the intention that you would follow, soft, gentle hand grab hold of your biceps and pulls downward, seductively drawing the crowd's gaze to your body. Alyce smiles, groping and pushing your breasts together
08:36:41
(Great minds lewd alike or something.)
08:37:13
Just go with it…
She says, stepping around a little and positioning Alyce’s leg between her own. Slowly grinding against the girl’s knee with a blush. She blindly swings her hand down for the fabric over the girl’s crotch… and pulls taut, pressing it up against her pussy lips and making the shape of them very obvious through the cloth.
08:38:10
Less than dancing... whatever the hell we're doing on stage turns into something of a 'grab fest'. "Mnfhn~"
Showing displeasure in front a crowd looking for the opposite wouldn't do, so shameless as it felt Alyce hums and rolls her hips into the fabric...'humping' the taught line. To 'return the favor', Alyce who has a much easier time finding the places on the elf's clothes to take hold of slips a finger between her breasts and under the string holding the cloth against them. Alyce pulled up letting the mounds below squish together...then down to release, causing a 'bounce' for the audience to observe
08:41:55
The orcs seem to like this a lot more, their slaves getting all handsy with each other had more than a few loincloths fall off, which Datura could hear.
Go further… grab them and squeeze…
Datura stands up straight and then bends forward, grinding her hips and ass backward into Alyce, holding the melon’s hands close to her chest.
08:46:20
So that's exactly what Alyce does, slender, delicate hands grasp your breasts and squeeze ...and yet passing up a chance to tease would be impossible. Leaning in Alyce captures Datura's ear inbetween her lips...and pullsback "Moan out for them~"
Alyce's posture matches, standing up strait, then bending forward to copy Datura's flow of movement, in tandem Alyce lets her hips press back, just to roll her own forward to create a 'lewd display'....What it all really amounted to was some on-stage-humping, and yet the grunts of approval were unmistakable.
08:52:21
As crass as it was, they had a crass audience.
Datura stiffens when her ear finds itself caught in your lips, and it certainly whittles away at her inhibitions enough that your genuine groping and teasing of her breasts does make her moan like a wanton whore. Alas, you were gonna have to dress down eventually it seemed, as the crowd began clamoring excitedly for someone to lose a layer.
Withholding the sacrifice from you, Datura presses your hands into her tits a little harder.
Its fine… pull it off me..
She turns to face the other girl, raising her arms overhead while swaying hips left and right.
Smack them, too…
08:57:53
A vulgar display pleases a vulgar crowd...and one like this would, eventually, lose their patience. "Hehehe~ You make it sound like Alyce wasn't going to do this anyways~"
So trying to keep us 'clean' for a few minutes more, Alyce's palms squeeze against Datura's chest, her fingers curl inward... RRrrrriiiiippp~ and pull in opposite directions to free the elven chest. "Alyce will help you next..."
But not before giving the audience a 'show', a slow raise of her arms and the cloth 'bra' is allowed to fall from Alyce's held-high hands, she winks to the nearest Orc- Smack~ before bringing her hand downward onto Datura's breast.- Smack~ Then a second time, for good measure and to make her breasts shake more 'aggressively'
09:05:38
Alyce spins, and grabs Datura's wrists to guide her hands against the melons... "Your turn...."
09:07:01
Datura keeps her chest jutted out, expecting Alyce probably wasn’t going to turn down the chance to slap Datura’s tits around, especially when ASKED by Datura herself.
Mmnph~ Mmnnhhgnn~
She moans once for each strike, clearly getting into a bit of a mood rubbing against each other like this.
09:13:05
When Alyce’s turn comes around, Datura insteads pulls the melon in to make her lean against Datura. The elf rolls the melon’s nipples between her fingers before outright yanking off her own top.
You realize this probably going to end with us rubbing each other off till they drag us off stage and fuck us, right?~
Datura gives you ample time to respond in the forceful nipple pinching that follows~
09:15:31
"
MMnfh~..."
To stop the moan Alyce gives off from being too loud, she has to bite down on her bottom lip, Melon's bared to the elements and Orcish eyes Alyce shifts around to the front of our 'stack' to grind her rear end against Datura's hips "...There's good news... and bad news~"
Talking while being watched was...difficult. Alyce had to adjust her facial expression to not look worried but seeing as most of the Orc have at this point lost their clothing....Alyce at the very least wanted to give the blindfolded Elf a warning. "Alyce isn't sure we're going to make 'off the stage' for that...~"
09:19:25
Alyce leans entirely back, reaching a hand to cup against Datura's cheek, tilt her own head to towards her, and place a kiss against the Blind-folded Elf's lips. Her other hand similarly reaches back, only instead of 'high', Alyce goes low, grabbing onto the loose hem of the dancer-outfit and pulling it- along with Datura's waist, forward
09:21:37
That much already…?
Datura seems, in an almost confused manner, impressed.
Well… if its that far…
Tugged forward, she presses her lips to yours, her hands still grope and knead at your chest, it was quickly becoming just make out with each other for orcish entertainment.
I say we just go the whole nine yards now, then…
09:24:26
Without waiting for agreement, Datura drops down to spread knees, hands massaging her own tits, head between your legs. She bites down on the fabric of your bottoms, and tears them off with her teeth, leaving you effectively as naked as you both started.
Datura shifts the cloth of her own bottoms forward so it lays flat against the floor, if you stepped on it and she tried to stand… it’d tear off. Given how her other hand was lightly tugging your ankle towards it, probably what she was going for. Her lips peck up your thighs until she gives you a kiss right on the slit, flicking gently at the entrance with her tongue.
09:27:02
"Yeah... well... You're fully aware of what we're playing into~"
Another kiss, definitely just to keep the Orcs distracted and watching, and certainly only for their entertainment, if you can ignore the pleased moaning Alyce doesn't try to hide anymore. "aahh-"
How Datura was able to navigate so well despite the blindfold was a question Alyce wasn't given the chance to dwell on for any length of time. Legs spread, fully exposed again, that Alyce's foot ended up exactly where you were trying to get her to step was...legitimately just an accident. A clumsy step backwards and it's a miracle Alyce didn't entirely topple over- Moreso as Datura's head words it's way between Alyce's legs. "Haah... You're a Bitch~"
and Alyce was going to lean into your play, running her slender fingers though the elfs hair, curling them inwards to grip tigh, and pulling the elf's lips against Alyce's lower pair. Alyce's other hand gets held upwards, purely performative as she grinds forward against a held-in-place Elf face
09:38:57
Datura, taking the grip on her hair as incentive to continue, does just that. She buries her face in a little more, sitting up and swaying her butt around behind her while she slips her tongue into Alyce’s folds. She laps away at the wet warm pink inside of Alyce, softly moaning as the melon’s taste fills her mouth, it was certainly better than the cum she’d been drinking for breakfast lunch and dinner…
Mmnnngh~
09:43:42
A cursory glance to the crowd, lotta hands on throbbing cocks, and notably not one loincloth on any orc. A few start to stand up.
Any second now you two would be back to taking orc cock…
09:44:43
"Haahh!~ MMnnhn~"
Alyce's foot was still in place on top of Datura's waistcloth, setting up for an....unfortunate stumble whenever the Elf either stands up or is pulled away by the thirsting hands of the crowd... But until that happens Alyce was definitely not enjoying the sensation of something more delicate than the vibrators that had been a constant. What Datura would taste is Alyce, sweat, and the copious amount of orc cum that oozes out from Alyce's womanhood. Out of habit the grip on Datura's hair eases away, and what was a rough hold softens into 'petting', Alyce's palm brushing across her head and behind one of those pointed ears...Definitely getting distracted from the eventuality, Alyce's eyes close, and her mouth hangs open, moaning away completely distracted from the thundering sound of orcs approaching the stage
09:52:13
Datura was a little bit more aware, even if Alyce was accidentally dragging the elf into subspace by petting her like that, so when she jolted up from the thundering footsteps drawing near, and her waistcloth tore away as planned, she lifted up her blindfold just in time to see a giant green hand grasp her by the hair and drag her over to the pole in the middle. Same place where Alyce was also yanked over too.
10:00:18
Bend over, grab pole.
10:00:26
"Wah-.. Nghhnmn...."
Couldn't have happened at a worst time, Alyce's lower half was quivering that meant when Datura is pulled away, what was keeping Alyce standing was pulled away too. If not for the firm orcish grip carrying Alyce by the waist... she definitely would have fallen over
10:03:26
Guided to the pole, Alyce takes a deep, deep breath...exhales...and bends forward to wrap her arms around the pole
10:04:14
Datura isn’t about to argue with a bunch of riled up, stripteased orcs when she’s so defenseless. She bends over at opposite end to Alyce, face to face with her, and grabs the pole.
Both girls are handcuffed to the pole, together, as the rest of their flimsy dysfunctional outfits are torn off.
10:06:06
Datura straightens her back a little when she fills a slab of cockmeat land between her cheeks, she bites her lip, staring right back into Alyce’s eyes, and despite her usual aloof manner…
10:06:48
Alyce of course, stood even less of a chance to resist the much stronger, far larger brutes placing their hands on her waist and using their thick dicks to spread her legs "...Might as well...see who has to pull away to moan first~"
For a multiple number of reasons, Alyce agreed. First to give the Elf a challenge to focus on, next the courtesy of giving Datura something 'other than orc' to stare at, Three, because Alyce wanted to and of lastly, because the idea of suffering a horny elf's tongue trying to wiggle into her throat was far more pleasant than being forced to suck down on more fat green cocks
10:12:30
*The slabs of meat sitting on their rear ends pull back and down, rubbing against the girl’s ready and waiting cunts. Tips press against their entrance
10:18:25
*And with that Datura lurches forward and locks her lips with yours, mouth parting so her tongue can wriggle out into your mouth…8
10:19:05
(Two in a row stupid broken keyboard…)
10:19:18
Datura does not pull away to moan, instead she just does it right into your mouth when the orc behind her finally shoves his eight inches into her, which only seems to make her kiss you harder…
10:25:06
Toes curl against the dirt floor below us, feeling the muscle-bound hips drawing back Alyce lurched forward at the same time. "
mnfh-..."
Resulting in our lips mashing together in a deep, spit-swapping kiss. Was Alyce getting more into just because the orc plunges himself into Alyce's eager pussy, or was the moaning from being pushed against Datura's face with each pump inside?....regardless of which any, of Alyce's groans rattle into the Elf's throat, and the sound of shackled wrists clanging against metal pole rings down from above
10:30:53
Datura’s hips clap back against the thighs behind her as each thrust makes her knees get just a tinge weaker. Soon enough she was drooling out from both of their locked tongues. She couldn’t help but to keep sucking Alyce’s tongue between her own lips and snaking her own tongue as deep as it could go…
10:39:32
Even if Alyce wanted to push back and take the far-too-thick cock deeper, the hold the Orc had on Alyce's waist was unshakable. If not for the chains and rapid pounding, Alyce's legs would have already been reduced to jelly. This was aided by Alyce's lips parting to snake Datura's and her own tongue against one another, tastebuds rub together, and mixed saliva pools below in a puddle.
10:44:07
Datura bucked helplessly against the cock that made her legs quiver so freely. As forceful as each thrust was, she could hardly manage to keep up in the slightest. Her tight cunt squeezes his cock, wringing it with every push.
11:02:26
Alyce was getting used like a toy, her hand opens and closes half as tight as her pussy clamps down on the orcish meat rod.
11:04:50
The only 'saving grace' was that the unrefined noises Alyce would have been making were being entirely muffled and muted by Datura's mouth, locked in by the lips...eventually Alyce stops trying to lap back in return, only keeping our mouths together out of stubbornness to see Datura moan first
11:06:46
Datura wasn’t thinking about the competition anymore. Into Alyce’s lips she moaned, drooled, whined, and more. She felt a heat building in her core as the delirious feelings crawled back into her, and the first load of cum fills her up, not a moment between the first pulling out and the next slamming in…
11:14:43
Was Alyce not getting constantly distracted by the battering ram knocking against her inner chamber on repeat, she would have absolutely reveled in getting one up on the Elf.....instead, it's just quivering lips on both ends of Alyce's body, one side dribbling saliva, and the other Orc cum
11:17:17
Large green hands wrap around your tits as the orc relishing in your cunt takes you a bit deeper, his thrusts accelerate and he almost pulls you back into them with the grip on your breasts. More sounds of wet clapping fill your ears, and a load dumps into your cunt…
11:19:25
Trying to push in deeper would brutally result in Alyce's entire body shaking in lust. Her small frame could only handle so many splitting inches of cock- even less so when most of the space in Alyce's womanhood was flooded with cum. Beads of sweat roll down Alyce's arched back, her dark, pearlescent eyes roll into their sockets...and just when that filling sensation starts to fade again- "
NNghhmnfhn~"
Another Orc takes it's turn to pound away his built up stock of seed
11:24:22
Datura herself was too drunk on pleasure to quite understand why you just moaned in such a lewd manner. But it must have had an effect on the orc behind her, because in an attempt to coax a similar sound, their own pounding intensified.
11:47:29
The bucking was too much to keep Datura in kissing distance for, and the back of her head is evem grasped by the hair, pulled so she must look the next orc to creampie her in the eye…
11:48:37
The idea that Alyce would be able to keep her focus on just about anything other than being filled repeated was being thoroughly fucked away. Datura and Alyce's lips part, and hot, heavy breaths are drawn from a raspy, mewling voice. From sexual exhaustion Alyce's head drops down, from orcish brutality her head is pulled right back up via the twintail handlebars. Alyce couldn't close her mouth, not while the impatient Orc who was supposed to be next in line was taking turns poking each of our cheeks with his thick Elf breaker.
11:57:21
Perhaps she had softened up a little as a fault of getting an actual chance to sleep, maybe the cocks were just hitting deliciously right today, what it was was unclear. But when the present orc blew its load, the elf squirted back onto his cock, an orgasm so strong that she blacked out right there…
12:03:05
'Or perhaps the Elf was just haplessly addicted to Orc cum'...Alyce's shaky hand slowly open, interweaving her fingers in between Datura's before closing back down again. The shackles pull on our wrists, any attempt to look away from the Orc's is punished with a firm tug of the girls hair... The last thing Alyce sees before her vision similarly goes dark is the look on Datura's face....and the last thing Alyce feels is her own climax being pumped through by a massive rod, and another uncaring dick replacing the last.
12:09:56
