Convincing Valeria — Part 1
The situation had gone completely sideways, so diplomacy was out of the question—
Or so one might have thought.
As it turned out, Valeria had pulled enough bizarre stunts over the years that even the business with the orc was treated as a simple matter of fact-checking. And once people learned that Valeria had been the one to pick the fight in the first place, they were even more dumbfounded. So the whole affair was quietly buried—as if it had never happened, the same way her membership in the Flower Garden had been swept under the rug.
Isn't that what she wanted anyway?
That kind of talk even started circulating among some of the guild members. Separate from all that, the Demon Realm proved far more cooperative than expected, so the actual work got done surprisingly well. The orc they called a master craftsman of the Demon Realm was more rational than anyone had anticipated, and Valeria, for her part, put in a genuine effort. Thanks to that, they managed to secure a proper peace treaty and—however severely limited—signatures authorizing a measure of trade.
On the surface, at least, the diplomacy was flawless.
On the surface…
"Alright. Looks like everything's taken care of."
The orc who had started out so deferential now wore an expression more relaxed than the office's actual owner. An orc seated in the Guild Leader's chair. And beneath the desk, completely naked—Valeria.
"Anything still unfinished?"
"Uh… no. I don't think so."
By the time Valeria had come back to her senses, it was already far too late for her to control anything. Gornakh was looking down on her completely. And the real problem was that she couldn't even push back against him.
"I'll handle the final checks myself. You just keep doing what you're doing."
"Nngh…"
The orc tugged his pants down just enough to rest his cock on top of Valeria's head. She turned her face away again, a token show of resistance.
"Oh? Feeling bold?"
Gornakh seized her by the hair, forced her mouth into a kiss against his shaft, and said:
"Want me to do it myself?"
"Kh…"
If Gornakh got rough, she would end up even more wrecked than she already was.
"I-I'll do it…♡"
"Should've said that from the start."
She adjusted her posture, squatting under the desk where she was supposed to be working, and swallowed his cock.
It's so big…♡
But Valeria was already practiced at this. Every time she had tried to escape, the final order had always been the same—clean the cock that had just finished ravaging her lower half.
Slurp…♡
She took his glans into her mouth with wet, lewd sounds and licked. She worked hard, but it wasn't enough.
"Yeah, better if I just move myself."
He grabbed a fistful of her short hair. Valeria understood now—this orc was going to use her like a fleshlight.
N-no…♡
But even she couldn't resist an orc's raw strength. No—even if she could, her already-defeated body wouldn't let her.
Yank!?
He hauled her in by the hair without hesitation.
"Definitely better this way."
Her throat stretched wide around his massive cock, delivering a powerful, crushing squeeze.
"Nothing beats a sturdy little tool."
I-I'm…!
There was no city-state ruler here anymore. Just a female who had lost to an orc. A woman submitting to the most superior orc of them all, getting used however he pleased.
C-can't breathe…!
The cock felt even bigger than before, forced relentlessly down her throat until her air cut off.
"Oh, even tighter now."
But the orc who ruled this female only marveled at how much harder she clenched. The female beneath him was choking, teetering on the edge of asphyxiation—and to the orc, that was nothing more than a pleasant sensation. That miserable gap only excited Valeria further, her body long since trained into a true masochist.
Squirt♡
Her untouched pussy climaxed first, simply from the feel of the cock she was servicing.
"Don't finish without me. Give me some stimulation too."
And the orc scolded the masochistic girl for it.
No…♡ Don't look at me like that…♡
Held by the hair under a gaze that treated her as something beneath him, she was forced to keep servicing his cock.
I'm cumming, cumming again…♡
Squirt.
She had already been a lost cause back then—but now even Valeria herself thought she had become hopelessly ruined.
Gornakh seemed thoroughly unimpressed with a female who did nothing but orgasm instead of actually servicing him.
"Ugh. Guess I'll just do it myself."
He clamped both massive hands around Valeria's head.
Squelch.
Mmphh!
And then he truly shook her like a fleshlight, hard and merciless. The blocked air grew more desperate; the cock felt like it was reaching her stomach, and Valeria came even harder. The orc didn't care. Ready to finish himself, he gripped the female's head without mercy and pumped.
"Swallow it properly."
Mmph!
Feeling her stomach fill, Valeria panicked and swallowed as fast as she could. She had sucked him off plenty of times. She knew the method better than anyone. But the volume was still enormous.
I-I have to swallow it somehow…♡
Gulp, gulp…
Gulp……♡
Cough.
No matter how diligently she took it in, a stomach has its limits. The load exceeded what her gut could hold, and the excess reverse-flowed up through her nose in place of her sealed mouth.
"Khhup♡"
But the orc didn't let go—not until his orgasm was finished. He paid no mind to the female choking on semen endlessly pouring from her nose, teetering on the brink of suffocation.
"Hah. That'll do."
Only when the orc's cock finally pulled free could she gasp for air in ragged heaves.
"Pwahh……♡"
Every desperate breath dragged in the thick scent of the orc, overwhelming her.
"Haa…♡"
The orc wiped his cock—filthy with Valeria's drool—on her short hair.
"I'm heading out, then. The rest just needs your signature."
With that, Gornakh left the Guild Leader's office.
"……"
"Kh…♡"
The woman who was supposedly the Guild Leader was still on the floor, swallowing the orc's semen, barely managing to steady her ragged breathing. Once the orc was gone and her reason finally returned, Valeria trembled with shame. But she couldn't dwell on it too hard. From the moment the orc had turned her into a true masochist, even shame would set her body burning if she thought about it too much. She couldn't let anyone else see her like this, so she cleaned up alone.
"It's fine…♡"
"They're diplomats, after all…♡"
Soon they would have to move on to another nation. Then she would be free.
…Would she, though?
"I think we should take that one with us."
"Yeah?"
Gornakh had seen Valeria's condition and was certain. That was an item worth collecting. Of course, if she refused, it would be difficult—she wasn't a prisoner—but he figured he could manage somehow.
"So she's completely fallen for you, then?"
"Not quite that far."
Gornakh knew Valeria well. He remembered her as a defiant woman who kept bouncing back no matter how thoroughly she lost.
"She's probably punching the floor in frustration right about now."
And that prediction was exactly right. More precisely, she had only just finished scrubbing away the traces of her service to the orc, and was grinding her teeth as she broke down over it.
But he still needed a method to bring her along. If she officially joined the orc's procession herself, that would be ideal—but could a woman this rebellious ever do that?
Hmm…
Then, suddenly, he thought of the documents he'd been drafting all this time.
"Luciel."
"Why the sudden call?"
"You can make a Succubus contract, right?"
"Aha♡"
The Succubus understood exactly what the orc was thinking and wore a wicked little smile. But no matter how wickedly she grinned, she couldn't match the orc currently cooking up something truly nasty.
Once again, a one-on-one "meeting" between the orc and Valeria.
Of course, nobody actually thought of it as a meeting. It was simply time for Valeria to use her body to service the orc. As usual, the orc sat in the Guild Leader's chair. And on top of that orc, Valeria was forced to sit impaled on his cock.
"I'm planning to rebuild the Flower Garden."
The Flower Garden…♡ He's making it again?
Just those words made Valeria's lower belly ache.
"You'll be joining, right?"
—Ahn♡
But the real reason her belly was aching was something else entirely. The orc's massive cock was pressing every erogenous zone inside her at once.
"Yeah. You understand, right?"
Heugh♡
Every time the orc snapped his hips, the female seated on top of him could only cry out in shameless moans.
"I'm about to cum. Don't spill any. You're the one who has to clean it up anyway, right?"
It's coming it's coming it's cominggg…!
—♡!?
The orc's powerful climax hammered the inside of her womb. Valeria's legs trembled as she came, but the orc paid it no mind, pouring every last drop of his semen into her.
Once again, the orc set a stack of documents requiring Valeria's signature on the desk.
"Heading out a little early today."
Leaving Valeria collapsed in a puddle of semen, the orc strode out of the Guild Leader's office first yet again. Watching the door he had left through, Valeria finally seized hold of her defiance and spat curses.
"You goddamn bastard…"
"Who the hell said I was joining that place?"
The work was nearly finished now. That meant the orc couldn't stay here much longer. As Guild Leader, she couldn't simply be kidnapped and dragged off—so that had been nothing more than the orc's arrogant bluster.
I'll sign everything fast and kick him out.
Bolstering her resolve, Valeria sat down in the seat that was supposed to be hers. With rare fighting spirit, she reviewed the documents and signed them one by one—until a strange paper caught her eye.
A document written on purple parchment.
"No way…♡"
It was a document that amounted to officially making her the orc's sex slave. A highly dangerous contract—one a Succubus had infused with mana to give it binding force—was sitting right there on her desk in plain sight.