Orc's Sow: Spring
“Nggh~!”
Welcoming the morning sunlight and the chorus of chirping birds, Silveryia stirred awake atop the Orc. The lewd female knight, drenched head to toe in thick white semen with not a single spot spared, slipped out from under the covers.
“Easy now, easy~”
She'd kept his cock safely tucked inside her pussy—her blanket, really—since early evening without so much as pulling it out once. Careful not to wake the Orc, Silveryia shifted her body gingerly, running her hands over her sticky skin as she reminisced about last night's passions.
Nine times in my pussy, five in my ass, seven down my throat... You're in such good health, Master... ♥
Just like any other night, they'd ravaged each other like beasts, leaving red blossoms of bites and bruises blooming across her pale skin. Her breasts were especially covered, not an inch untouched. Stretching her arms with a yawn, she shivered at the jiggle of her nipple piercings, flashing a wry smile at her barren body—then it twisted into a lascivious grin as she plunged her hand into her pussy.
Squelch—
Her clit piercing jingled against her fingers, drawing a soft smile. As she reached deeper, her pussy swallowed her hand whole, as if it had been waiting.
“Hngh...!”
Once so tight only one or two fingers could fit, her slutty pink folds had stretched from endless rutting with the Orc—now they took her whole fist with ease. Scooping out the milky honey, Silveryia brought the fresh globs of semen to her lips.
A heady mix of the Orc's musky male scent and her own feminine juices—this depraved cocktail slid down her throat like nectar. She licked her lips with a satisfied smack.
“Hehe, so slutty today too... ♥”
The taste confirmed she'd satisfied her master thoroughly last night, just as always. Like nobles savoring fresh fruit at dawn, Silveryia drank the blended juices of her ravaging and her own lewdness, announcing her morning to the world.
But that was just the appetizer. The main course waited.
“Hehe♥”
Even after taking him in every hole below the waist and countless loads down her throat, that white milk she could never get enough of... His meaty club rose on cue, and the silver-haired knight, her beauty unmarred by the semen mask, prepared breakfast—and the Orc's wake-up call(?).
“Schlurp, schlurp, schlurp!!”
Silveryia solved every meal with three hearty servings of the Orc's cum, and she never tired of it. She bobbed her head busily on his cock, savoring the flavor marinated overnight in her juices and his seed.
Like a starving survivor, cornered and besieged by overwhelming foes for three days—or more—finally feasting on a banquet? Anyone who saw her now wouldn't understand, wouldn't want to. But Silveryia no longer cared for others' gazes. To this self-proclaimed slut, it was a harvest feast dripping with fat.
Ah... ♪
His cheese had ripened perfectly overnight. Wrapping her tongue snake-like around the glans, she licked clean the hidden buildup behind it.
“Schlurp, schlob, schlurrrrrr—!”
Mmm! Delicious as always!
After rolling it in her mouth and teasing it thoroughly, she pulled back, admiring her spotless work with ecstasy before licking from base to tip once more. Slick with her saliva, even the cool morning air made it shiver—especially when her tongue grazed the glans edge.
Burrrr!
“Ahaha♥”
Breakfast was served. Her eyes gleamed at the load that showed no sign of thinning despite last night's drain. Eager not to spill a drop, she crammed his massive rod deep into her throat.
Defying human limits, the impossible intrusion choked her, but Silveryia held firm. This fresh morning cum was a delicacy, and besides...
“Another sunny day, huh.”
...how tightly her throat-pussy clenched would set the Orc's wake-up time.
“Guh-huh-huh-huh?” (Good morning, Master?)
“Yeah, you're busy early. Told you to take it slow today.”
Smack—he slapped her ass, bucking his hips. Already dizzy from oxygen deprivation, the rough throat-fuck rolled her eyes back as she trembled.
I'm... cumming! My throat-pussy's getting pounded to orgasm!
Her morning feast—and the Orc's sleep-in—ended with her squirting grandly.
“Pwah! Thank you for the fresh morning cum.”
“That good, huh?”
“Yes! The ultimate delicacy for your sow!”
He'd trained her as a bitch at first, but her cuteness won out over pure lewdness? The Orc didn't correct her self-sow title, just patted her head approvingly and moved to get out of bed.
“Master?”
“Bathroom.”
Puzzled for a moment, Silveryia flushed like last night's whore and scrambled off the bed, kneeling on the floor.
“Which toilet will you use?”
“Pussy.”
Even as he claimed her most sacred cradle as a urinal without hesitation, Silveryia licked her lips and bolted to the bathroom. She straddled the rare contraption like it was routine, spreading her legs wide.
Semen dripped from her pussy into the bowl, but she grinned, arms wide. The Orc arrived, offering his cock. Beaming, she guided it into her precious womb.
“Master, your toilet's ready?”
As he shuddered, yellow piss flooded her pussy.
“Hngh♥ Your piss, Master's piss... filling Silveryia's slutty pussy, this worthless unwed womb... ♥”
Humiliating to some, but she orgasmed from her depravity, clinging tight and quivering. When he finished, she didn't empty into the bowl. Rising carefully, hands clamping her pussy, thighs clenched to hold every drop, she followed him.
“Breakfast today... oh, roasted potatoes.”
“Hehe, I'll roast them with love and care for you♥”
Thus began the Orc's household morning.
After a casual breakfast and morning chores, as the Orc stepped outside, Silveryia followed with mincing steps.
“Brr... chilly.”
The crisp morning breeze made the ever-naked Orc and his sow shiver, but while she hid it dutifully, he whined pathetically with his massive frame and pulled her into an embrace.
Giggling at this cute side only she saw, Silveryia hugged back tightly.
“Hehehe, ah...?!”
Drip—
The yellow stream he'd filled her with trickled down her thighs, twisting her face into a pout.
“Told you to dump it when it's full.”
“H-how could I waste what Master gave me...!”
Petting her yelling head, he rubbed her belly.
“Keep it filled with piss, and my pups won't fit in your pussy.”
“Ah! Y-yes... ♥”
Hearts bloomed in her eyes at this romance no love novel could match (her personal view). Her pussy clenched, desperate to spew its contents and spread her legs right there.
Chucking at her, the Orc raised a fist.
“And...”
“?”
Thud!
“Kek!”
“Sassy sow yelling at her master? Time for punishment.”
She clutched her punched belly and crumpled.
“Hnggh... ♥”
“Smiling through punishment? Extra for insolence.”
The ground dampened around her as he snickered, grabbing her hair. This twisted sow turned even that into love, gazing at him with honey-dripping eyes.
“Yes, punish this naughty sow Silvi... ♥”
She offered her belly knowingly. Everyone with eyes knew what she wanted.
But finding amusement in her desperate gaze, the Orc yanked her up by the arms, patted her shoulders, and said:
“Giving you what you want ain't punishment—it's a reward, right?”
“Eh?”
What then...? Silveryia tilted her head, but the Orc just cackled, staring down at her.