Bearskin Bargain and the Backdoor Plea
After the whirlwind of debauchery in the shower room, the Orc and Silveryia stepped out and retraced their steps back the way they had come, both stark naked. 'What’s that bastard going to do to me now?''Is he going to throw me into that pigsty? Or maybe parade me in front of the sentries guarding my tent again, spreading my pussy wide for their entertainment?'
Unlike when they had arrived, Silveryia no longer covered her breasts or her pussy. Instead, she walked with both hands clutching the Orc’s waist, as if eagerly anticipating whatever came next. The Orc simply watched her, making no move to do anything.
“?”
By now, he should’ve been teasing her, grabbing her and threatening to toss her to the soldiers just to rile her up. I'm past feeling shame from stuff like that now! Silveryia steeled herself inwardly.
But then the Orc, who had been walking ahead of her, suddenly turned around.
'Ah…♥' Finally! Was he about to do the thing she’d been waiting for(?)? A mix of fear and anticipation swirled within her—only for him to drape his own bearskin cloak over her shoulders.
“What… are you doing?”
She asked out of genuine curiosity. The Orc shrugged and replied,
“Figured if we kept going like this, you’d turn into a total cock-hungry slut who doesn’t give a damn about the bet anymore.”
“…”
His words hit her like a slap, and she clamped her mouth shut before she could snap back in outrage. After all, she couldn’t deny that just moments ago in the shower, she’d willingly sucked his dick, fawned over him like a bitch in heat, and filled her belly with his cum.
“Well, I’m off then…”
“W-Wait! I’m still naked here! You’re just gonna leave me like this?!”
Even if he was turning back, was that really a problem? The Orc glanced down at Silveryia as she clung to him, still clutching the bearskin to her chest and staring up at him pleadingly. He eyed her for a moment, then let his gaze drop even lower.
“Do I need to put something on too?”
“That’s not the point! You can swing that massive dick around all you want, but I can’t!”
“Whoa, listen to our noble female knight’s filthy mouth.”
“…Sh-Shut up! Anyway, you’re telling me to go back to my tent alone like this?!”
“You got it.”
“I’m naked!”
Can’t you see that?! Silveryia hiked up her hips, flashing her glistening silver pubic hair and pussy. The Orc sighed, looking utterly annoyed.
“Humans really are such a pain in the ass.”
“That’s ‘cause you live like a damn animal!”
“Don’t worry. The moment you surrender to me, you’ll be living naked like me too. Well, not totally naked—I’ll pierce your nipples and clit for you. Especially the clit; since it matches your hair, maybe a red gem. Accessories are fine, right? So think of it as getting a head start on stripping down.”
Even as he smugly offered “accessories at least,” Silveryia glared at him, unable to hide her disgust at the vision of what her life would be like if she lost to this Orc.
“I’m in a bet with you right now. I haven’t surrendered, and I haven’t given up my virginity. So I can wear clothes if I want, and I still have the right to demand them from you.”
But the Orc ignored her completely.
“That’s why I gave you my bearskin. My favorite piece of clothing.”
“You call this clothing…”
“What’s wrong with it? It’s got history. The pelt from the first bear I skinned. Bear smell bothering you?”
“It reeks of your old sweat.”
“Who said it was a gift? It’s mine. I’m just lending it. Take it or leave it.”
“Ah, no way!”
Silveryia’s face twisted in horror as he reached to snatch the bearskin from her hands. She flipped it over herself in a flash.
“Looks good on you. Like a little Bambi getting devoured by a bear.”
“?”
She tilted her head at his cryptic remark, but then called out as the Orc started walking away, his cock swinging freely.
“Where are you going?”
“Where else? To fuck your precious subordinate Kandor’s ass.”
“What?! Touching him is…”
This bastard fucks men too?! Silveryia recoiled in shock, about to demand answers, but the Orc grinned slyly.
“I said I’d let him live and send him back. Never said anything about how. You didn’t object either.”
“When did I ever— Ah?!”
Now that she thought about it… The bet was to save Kandor, but the Orc had only promised his life, not his safety.
“Why? He’s mine now. I’m a healthy Orc bursting with lust, after all. Figured I’d use him to practice tomorrow’s training session on you. Boss and subordinate are one body, right? I’m sure he’ll underst— What’re you doing?”
Shlrk—
Right in front of the Orc, who’d been cracking his crude joke, Silveryia suddenly let the bearskin slip off her shoulders.
“F-Fine! I won’t let you touch Sir Kandor. This is a bet between you and me, so if you’re gonna do something…”
Silveryia was naked now. Sure, it was between tents, but someone could still see—like before—and there was nowhere to run this time. But her eyes burned with resolve, as if she’d made up her mind.
Thud—
Before the Orc could even speak, she dropped to all fours over the fallen bearskin and raised her ass high. With both hands, she spread her cheeks wide for him to see, brazenly displaying herself to her sworn enemy.
Her pussy fluttered in anticipation of what was to come, while her asshole winked invitingly, begging to be filled. Eyes squeezed shut, she trembled as she whispered,
“D-Do it… to me…”
The Orc, thinking this was turning out way more fun than his throwaway joke warranted, buried his face in her ass crack with a lecherous grin.
“Oh? You sure? Why should I trust you? You threw such a fit today already. Give me some collateral. Something to make me believe you.”
As he spoke, he shoved a finger into her asshole and stirred it around. Silveryia bit back a moan, pushing her ass back against him to curry favor.
“All I have right now is this body… and my virginity. B-But I can’t give you my pussy virginity— Ngh!”
“Yeah? Ahaha, so that means…?”
As if he’d caught on, he now plunged his index and middle fingers inside, churning her up. He pulled them out, slick with her juices, and licked them clean. Silveryia’s face burned crimson to her ears as she stammered,
“In exchange for his safety… I-I’ll give you my anal virginity… Will you believe me then…?”
“Nah.”
“What?”
She’d gone this far?! Shock and fury boiled inside her. Screw the bet—I’ll kill this Orc!
“A slave doesn’t get to call it her ‘anus’ all fancy-like. You’re my bitch—say ‘shit hole,’ and beg for it cute. Then I might just say yes.”
“Y-You… filthy…”
But she was the desperate one. Under his piercing gaze, she wiggled her ass seductively and pleaded,
“P-Please… I’ll give you my shit-hole pussy virginity, so at least keep him safe…”
With that, she squeezed her eyes shut, imagining his cock spearing her ass.
“?”
But nothing happened. No matter how long she waited, his meat rod didn’t penetrate her. She peeked back at him.
“Kip.”
“?”
“Putting it on hold till tomorrow. Your shit-hole virginity? On kip till tomorrow.”
“G-Give me your word! Don’t pull some ‘I’ll take it tomorrow, so do whatever today’ bullshit to weasel out!”
“…Hadn’t even thought of that.”
If I were the knight and she were the Orc, I’d totally do it, he mused, but shrugged it off. He shoved his face back into her crack.
Slurp!
“Eek?!”
His tongue lapped at her asshole—flicking, probing, drumming over every wrinkle like a xylophone. He gave her ass a sharp smack and said,
“Fine, you begged so nicely. Wouldn’t be fun to say no now.”
With those words—assuring her not to worry about Kandor—he melted into the darkness and vanished.
“Ah…”
The moment his presence faded, Silveryia reached out toward where he’d been, then stood and draped the borrowed bearskin over herself.
“…”
Aside from the distant chatter of soldiers, it was hard to believe the Orc had been there moments ago. She trudged back to her tent, the bearskin haphazardly thrown on.
Gazing up at the stars, she walked in a daze, lost in thought about the day’s events.
“Loyalty!”
“Silveryiaaaam?!”
“Ah.”
The sentries guarding her tent gawked in shock at her barely covered form, flesh peeking through gaps in the pelt. She smirked and slipped inside.
She headed straight for her cot.
Flop.
“Haa…”
So much had happened today. She’d stuffed a dildo up her ass during the meeting without cumming, fondled his cock and acted all cutesy, strutted naked through camp splattered in his cum, even drank his piss and semen.
Those last two burned hottest in her memory—her face flushed as she recalled parading nude through the troops and guzzling his thick male essence. Her belly still felt full and sloshy from it. Even after the shower, that potent musk lingered in her mouth and nose.
As she blushed at the memory, her eyes fell on the red bearskin.
Grab—!
Without another thought, she hugged it tight and rolled around on the cot.
“So firm…”
Not a scar-free inch on him, nothing but solid, unyielding muscle. Recalling the Orc’s body, her cheeks heated.
'He’s my enemy… deserves to die a thousand deaths.'
By today’s deeds alone, he warranted it. Yet his face kept floating up no matter how she tried to banish it. She pulled the bearskin—reeking of him—over her face.
Sniff sniff.
“Haaaah…♥”
One whiff led to another; the thick male scent intoxicated her. She buried her nose in every corner, inhaling deeply.
She was naked anyway… just lower her hand and…
“N-No!”
She’d cum so many times already today. Any more, and she’d collapse. Her body trembled as she fought the urge, but she didn’t push the pelt away.
“So warm…”
Not fragrant by any means—rank, even—but that night, Silveryia slept more soundly than she had in ages.
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“It’s a walk.”
“What?”