Shower Room Exposure and the Virgin's First Lick
The moment they arrived at the executive-only shower room, the orc flattened Sylvia Isis to the floor to check if anyone was inside.
"Where, where..."
Unaware—or perhaps not—the orc stared piercingly at her perfectly shaped ass from behind. For Sylvia, who was wriggling her body this way and that to get a better look inside, it was a torturous sight: a stunning beauty, stripped bare and prone, shamelessly shaking her hips with her pussy fully exposed. From the orc's perspective, it was pure agony. Especially for his cock.
"Wait! What the hell are you doing?!"
Sylvia scolded the orc as he suddenly hooked a rock-hard arm behind her knees, hoisting her up into that classic "lift" position straight out of an erotic novel.
Soldiers were one thing—you could beat them for it, and even if they saw her naked, it would just be rumor among themselves, easy to bury. But executives? That was different. Every one of them had connections in the military, and even without that, they were nobles or from knightly houses. If word got out that Sylvia Isis herself had been carried into the shower room naked in such a humiliating pose by an orc? Especially covered head to toe in unspeakable filth alongside him? It wouldn't just end her life—it would be a bargain if that was all.
She was in serious danger right now.
"Stop! If someone sees—if there's anyone in here...!"
"Heh heh, let 'em be."
Ignoring her scolding, the orc grinned wickedly and spread his arms even wider instead.
"W-wait! This'll show everything!!"
"That's the point."
Show to whom? To the knights inside? Expose her pussy to them?
"D-don't spread 'em! Don't you dare!"
It would all be laid bare. Her snow-white pubic hair matching her silver locks, down to the untouched pink folds no man had ever known! It could deny her entire life, reduce it to ashes—and this orc showed no mercy. Helpless to resist, Sylvia squeezed her eyes shut.
Now he would force her legs apart. Powerless, she would yield to his touch, splaying wide for all to see. Tears she'd save for a lifetime poured out in one day as she whimpered,
"Please... please don't spread me..."
Did the monster's heart stir at the frail virgin knight's plea? The orc's hands paused.
"Ah..."
Relief flashed across Sylvia's face, but only for a moment. It drained white again in an instant. This wasn't the time to indulge her perverse walls with that sinful thrill. This would taint not just her, but her entire house!
"W-wait, please...! N-no...!"
Even as the orc just stood there, Sylvia begged him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she gazed up at the green tyrant about to crush her.
"Ah...♡"
But she knew. She saw it in his eyes—what he would do next. No stopping it.
It's over... it's over...!!
Feeling the tension coil in his iron arms, Sylvia clamped her eyes shut. And then—whoosh!
"Behold, the hero's virgin pussy about to be unveiled!"
"Kyaaaaah!!"
She'd braced her legs with all her might, but they flew apart anyway.
"...?"
But nothing happened. Was it already too late? Had the executives inside already seen, struck speechless? She didn't want to open her eyes. But the orc's smacking lips right by her ear forced her to crack them open cautiously.
"Nobody... in here, huh."
"What a shame."
He said it like he was disappointed, but he didn't look it at all. The orc had known. The room was empty. Sylvia had been too desperate to notice.
"Y-you wicked orc bastard?!"
"Mad in what way? Disappointed?"
"Of course! There's nobody here, duh?!"
W-what did I just say?!
Am I crazy?! Realizing what she'd blurted, Sylvia's eyes went wide in panic. Finding it adorable, the orc patted her head like a puppy.
"...Forget I said that."
"Be a good girl and shower nicely, and maybe."
"Obviously! How am I supposed to go on like this..."
"Want me to wash you?"
"Guh..."
He wouldn't leave her alone for a second. He wanted her mentally broken—that was this orc's goal. At his offer to even wash her himself, Sylvia ground her teeth in rising fury.
"Fiiiine. Wash. Me. Yourself!"
"Sheesh, where'd you roll around to get this filthy, my little pup?"
"You're the one who dirtied me! Eek?!"
As she snapped back at his shamelessness, a blast of cold water hit her tailbone, wrenching a pathetic scream from her.
"C-cold! It's fre—hic?! Where are you spraying that?!"
"Your pussy."
"Don't say it so bluntly when I asked! Hngh!"
"Hate the cold water? I could wipe you with my nice warm sponge instead?"
"Sponge? What's tha—(slurp) hngh?!"
Before she could answer, the orc buried his face between her legs, pried open her shyly closed folds, and dove in like a hound chasing a rabbit. He began lapping at her pussy slit with his "warm sponge."
Slurrrp, sluuuurp~
"Wh-why are you so good at thiiiis? Haaang, d-don't lick there! No slurping, hiiiyuuung!"
Soon, with his nose rubbing her pubes, he licked her pussy with worldly passion. Sylvia pressed his head down with both hands—supposedly to push him away, but did she know it only aroused him more?
"First time getting licked, but why does it feel this good... ngh?!"
Unlike her own secret finger play, this new sensation had her hands disobeying her will, clutching his head and shoving it deeper into her crotch.
"Tastes tangy. No matter how much you hate it, push this hard and your body reacts on its own."
"Don't ex-plaaain... I'm cumm—cumming agaaain... aaaah♡"
His trembling tongue, human-like, teased spots she never knew existed. Her lewd curse tattoo flickered, and she climaxed again—who knew how many times today?—clenching around his tongue.
"Splashing your master with juice? Naughty pup."
Pulling his head from her thighs, the orc licked his lips with relish.
"Black goat, loach—none of that beats Sylvia extract, right? Everyone chases health tonics, but skips the best one? Try it once. Good for ten years easy!"
"Sh-shut up...!"
Mortified to death. Not even her future husband, but an orc seeing her like this—this devil was stealing all her shame today. Sylvia hung her head.
"Heh heh, now for the real wash."
Without a word, he scrubbed every inch like bathing a dog, dousing her with water. Sylvia shivered at the cold on her sensitive skin and his restless hands. When he rubbed her nipples with his fingers, she even came once—but compared to before, it was nothing. His touch was rough and lewd, but as the orc's fluids and hers washed away, she felt cleaner.
"There. Now wash me."
"..."
Mood killed again. His brazen demand, cock erect, made her want to refuse and leave. But piss him off here, and with his unpredictable nature, he'd only torment her worse—not let her go easy.
"Fine. How? Like before, hands?"
"With your mouth."
"What?"
"One thing you will remember: when I cum, you clean it with your mouth. Simple, right?"
"S-so you're saying... that cock... with my mouth?"
Her face cycled through pale, white, red, pale—an entertaining show for the orc's eyes.
"Turning yellow now? Wonder if it'll mix green and turn blue in your mouth?"
"S-something else!"
"Hm?"
"G-give me another task, how can I..."
"Suck an orc cock?"
"It's dirty!"
"Rude. Judging by looks alone? Not cool. All knightesses know how to fellate orc cocks anyway. Legends say it, right? Valkyries don't just take brave souls—sometimes they snag orcs for a suck."
"Yours would float mouth-up even if you drowned."
So talkative—he had zero intention of backing down. As a tamer, mercy wasn't in his vocabulary. Water trickled from what looked like a modern showerhead as Sylvia cautiously knelt.
Gulp.
She'd seen it today—earlier, technically—but swallowed hard again and pressed her nose to his cock.
Sniff sniff.
"Ahh..."
This holy meat club, source of the semen he'd hosed her with. Cautiously, she stuck out her tongue.
Lick.
Insane smell...
Like a dog, she flicked lightly at the glans. Each lap made his cock twitch up, then slap her nose on the way down. After repeats,
"Heh heh..."
Pink hearts bloomed in her pupils like her lewd curse. No more timid tip-licks at the urethra—she stretched her tongue impossibly far, lapping meticulously from root to glans.
Slurrrp, sluuuur~
Like a kid savoring candy, reluctant to eat it, she gripped it gingerly and licked stickily upward. Reaching the glans like a salmon upstream,
"Ahh..."
She coiled her tongue around it like a snake on prey, focusing on the ridge with flicks. She tasted the crusted cum from before. The gross texture, sticky stench—but that thick male musk, once sampled, unforgettable. Sylvia came softly.
"Ahh...♡"
Never even had proper milk, but this cheese!
Is there such delicacy? A self-proclaimed gourmand, Sylvia gaped wide for sexual gourmet bliss and engulfed his cock.
"Mmmph... sluuuurp, slurp, slurooorp?!"
No teacher needed—instinct drove her tongue. Even veteran whores would flee her lewd expression as she sucked.
"Y-you're no virgin, right?! This bitch ain't a virgin! Fuck, this some hidden cam? Truman Show shit! My life's already mini-Truman, but show-in-a-show? Where'd you scout her?!"
The orc's wail echoed on.