Taming the Dark Elf
The orc was just as flustered in his own way. Lenaris had suddenly stripped naked, squatted down alone, and started making some seriously ominous noises, so he had ducked for cover—but now she was yelling at him not to hide?
"What the hell do you think's gonna come out of there(!?)"
"Don't talk like that! Do you think a dark elf like me wants to take a shit in front of scum like you?!"
"Then what's that sound coming from your ass?!"
"Ugh... Sh-shut up!"
At first, she'd planned to glare at the orc's ugly mug, stoke her rage at him, and slyly pull out the sword sheath lodged in her anus. But his clueless remarks had mixed her anger with humiliation.
"Nnghiii...!"
"H-heek?!"
That damn bitch Silveryia already made it hypersensitive, and I've had it in there too long! My guts and asshole are all sensitized...!
Even for an orc, he didn't have tastes that hardcore. Sure, he'd do it if it meant breaking a female knight, but Lenaris stripping bare and exposing her most private fortress without a single light on? It made him reflect—maybe he'd been too harsh all this time.
"L-look closely... at my... uh..."
"No, there has to be a reason for this, right?"
"Exactly! Don't get the wrong idea—look properly! It's not what you think! Hmph! Why the hell am I even explaining myself to a worm like you!!"
Having to yell at the orc and strain her ass, Lenaris—who'd only made things worse—flushed red to her pointed ears and refocused on her rear.
"Get out! Scram!"
"Hey, what's your deal, seriously?!"
He'd done plenty of cruel shit to her before, sure, but nothing major this time—just creampieing and pissing on her, that's all! The orc felt unjustly wronged. Being scolded like this sparked his own orcish pride.
The orc thought to himself.
Right, that's it—she's scared I'll attack her, even if I don't know why! She was captured by humans before, after all! But what do I do? Ah!!
Then a scene from some pirate manga flashed in his mind. A quack doctor calming a monster wary of humans after an attack—with one clever trick!
The orc burst from his hiding spot.
"Wh-what are you coming out for?! I told you to get lost—"
"I! Will absolutely! Not! Attack you!"
He stripped off his last scrap of pants, spread his arms and legs wide, and bellowed at Lenaris.
"..."
Lenaris was speechless at the sight, just gaping mutely, while the orc inwardly praised his brilliant strategy.
"Swinging that filthy thing around(!?)"
"Gah?! But in the manga, Chopper sees this and passes out in relief?!"
As Lenaris hurled dildos at him like projectiles, the orc freaked out—especially since they zeroed in on his crotch—dodged, and peeked out from cover again.
"Ughhh..."
She regretted not pulling it out while he was gone. Too late now—after all her screaming and thrashing, that vile orc would definitely stick around to see the end.
Just... just get it over with quick. Right now...
No more delays! Lenaris strained her ass again. She felt the sheath slowly pushing past her inner walls.
But something was off.
"Why... why...?"
It felt like it was all the way out, but it wasn't budging. By her senses, it should've been free ages ago. Was it Silveryia's fault messing with her perception?
"Hngh..."
The more she pushed, the more subtle sensations rippled from the sheath moving in her guts. What she'd seen as mere tool was turning into something... else.
Come out... come on...
She couldn't drag this out—god knows what that orc might do. She pushed harder.
Eh...?
Weird. A ticklish itch centered on her ass.
"Hey, isn't that hemorrhoids?"
"Shut up!"
Dildos flew at the orc again, but he gazed at her with pitiful sympathy, like he got her unspoken plight.
"Wh-what's with that look?!"
"I get it, your unspeakable worry..."
"I told you it's not that!"
That damn orc kept making weird assumptions, ruining her focus. Amid the chaos from her failed training, Lenaris sighed explosively, too drained to retort.
"If you don't treat it early with sitz baths and meds..."
"I said!!! Hoo... Never mind... what's the point of explaining?"
Was he seriously asking if she had some human disease? As a dark elf, she couldn't get anal issues!
"Hoo... haa... ngh!"
Lenaris strained again. Her original plan was to ease it partway out, then yank it manually—but that orc kept screwing it up.
Now that he'd finally shut up, she closed her eyes and focused on her ass.
"Hngh! Haa...!"
It's coming... it's coming...
Almost out—
"Hnnnggggh?!"
A bizarre jolt shot from her tailbone up her spine to her brain—like an electric shock? No, something sharper, more thrilling. Why?!
Thud.
Before she knew it, Lenaris had hiked her ass high and faceplanted on the floor.
"O-orc scum... y-you did something weird to my body again...!"
"Not this time, for real?"
"Sh-shut uuuup...♥"
Her tongue lolled out as she convulsed on the ground. That jolt had sapped her upper body's strength; she wanted to rise but couldn't, leaving her privates fully exposed to the orc.
"You okay? Whoa."
Worried, the orc stepped out from the pillar—and froze.
"Ooh yeah, it's pink."
She could guess what he was staring at.
My... my pussy! You vile scuuuum!!
Even when leashed like a dog, she'd hated showing him. To expose it so pathetically now... She wanted to scramble up and cover her gaping pussy and asshole, but her limbs wouldn't obey.
Her shins, armpits, forearms tingled with each breath—tolerable. Even her ultra-sensitive nipples felt the same; she thought she was enduring, unaware she was grinding them against the stone floor for relief.
But one spot she couldn't ignore no matter what.
My pussy... and my asshole too...
Exposed right now to the orc. She wanted to cover it, scratch the itch—but no strength. And suddenly, she had to pee.
What do I do... what do I do...
If she stayed like this, the sheath—nearly out after all her effort—would slip back in. Ruining her training.
Fine, even if it's humiliating now...
She could pay it back to that high elf bitch later. Weren't there two kings in some Eastern history who slept on thorn beds and licked gallbladders to remember their shame?
"You..."
"?"
"I... have a favor to ask..."
A favor? From Lenaris? The orc thought he'd misheard but eagerly unlocked the cell and approached.
"What?"
"Th-that..."
"Wait, hold on."
"Wh-what...?"
"You need a favor, but it's 'you bastard'? Get the title right."
"Grrk...!"
Did this guy have zero tact?! She was graciously offering him the honor of touching her body, and he...!
But she was desperate. Like Veronica and Silveryia, she swallowed her pride.
"M-Master... I have a favor..."
"Kinda grating, but progress. So, what?"
"Th-that..."
"?"
"P-put your hand... in my asshole... w-would you...?"
Her voice trailed off smaller and smaller. Thinking he hadn't heard the tiny plea, the orc cupped his ear. Smirking slyly.
"What?"
"Y-you heard me?!"
He definitely heard!
He's enjoying it. This damn orc was reveling in her disgrace, pouncing on her unexpected weakness.
"Nah, really didn't hear. Say it again."
"Put your... h-hand in my..."
"What?! Didn't catch that either?!"
Grrr!
"Put your hand in my asshole!!!"
Didn't I say it!!! Say... it!!! ...It!!! ...It!!! ...T!!! ...T!!!
Lenaris slammed her face into the floor.