The Arrogant and Precious Target — 4
"So… these two routes are the weak points, right?"
"Y-yes… that's right…♡"
Lumina pointed to the locations on the map, her voice trembling.
A bead of sweat gathered at the tip of her pointing finger and fell.
It left a water stain on the map.
"N-now, wait a moment…♡"
Lumina, without realizing it herself, stopped the orc's movement in a coquettish tone she'd never normally use.
The orc was seated in his chair. And Lumina was sitting on top of him.
Of course, the orc had no reason to simply let a beautiful woman sit there — his cock was buried deep inside her.
Being thrust while seated was slightly less stimulating, but for a bitch like her, it was still overwhelming.
Drip.
Drip…♡
Sweat beaded across her pleasure-wracked body and fell downward.
More water stains appeared on the map.
"And then?"
"The retreat route…♡"
Thrust.♡
Lumina, about to continue her sentence, bit her lip shut.
"Hhh…♡"
Instead, her lower mouth worked diligently, forcing herself to taste the orc's cock as she climaxed.
"So we go this way, then."
The orc shifted his posture slightly and pointed at the map.
"W-wait…♡"
It was a tiny movement for the orc, but for Lumina it was an enormous stimulation.
The cock buried inside her shook her pussy violently, and Lumina could no longer hold back.
She dropped her head and climaxed from the sudden surge of pleasure.
Ssssshhhh…
Her mouth, opening to speak, instead let out lewd breaths announcing her climax.
She couldn't even close her lips, and lewd saliva dripped onto the map.
Her upper body tried to collapse onto the desk, but the orc's cock held her firmly in place and thrust even harder.
Throb.♡ Throb…♡
Lumina climaxed again and again from the recoil of each thrust.
The orc, as if nothing were happening, stroked her while asking the pleasure-shattered woman:
"And this one?"
"Ah… that place is…!"
But Lumina's attention was drawn more to her own body than to the map.
The thick glans stimulated her G-spot fiercely, and she trembled from the sensation.
Drip…♡
A drop of sweat, struggling against the intense pleasure, formed on her skin and fell to the floor.
"If you hurry, it'll end sooner, right?"
"Hhh…♡ Just a moment…♡"
Lumina, using coquettish tones she'd never normally employ, tried to stop the orc from moving.
Then she quickly pointed to several locations.
"This one is… a vulnerable passage…♡"
"And?"
Before the orc could bury himself deeper inside her, she spilled everything.
Unable to endure the pleasure torture, Lumina blurted out everything she knew.
"There's a secret escape route here♡"
With those words, Lumina climaxed once more.
"Anything else?"
"That's really… all…♡ That's everything. Please believe me…♡"
She couldn't finish her sentence again.
Because the orc pulled out of her.
The orc's cock lifted Lumina up by its own power alone.
Of course, Lumina climaxed right there on the map from the violent pleasure.
The cock pressed down on her pussy harder than ever before, forcibly supporting her entire body weight.
Feeling that cock, Lumina began bleeding from the nose again, staining the map.
"Hmm, was that too much?"
Thump…
Trembling…♡
He set her down on one side of the bed with his cock still inside her, yet she remained with her hips rigidly raised, still being thrust.
Splash.
And the lewd bitch scattered the remaining excess pleasure into the air.
Her magnificent tail feathers, unable to handle the trembling of her pleasure-ravaged body, shook back and forth helplessly.
'Should I use her a little more…'
Seeing that sight, his cock responded again.
"N-now, wait…! I told you everything, didn't I? Why? Why?"
Seeing the orc's movement directed at her once more, Lumina cried out in panic.
"Don't do it…! No!"
But her body, already drained of strength, didn't move at all despite her desperate cries.
She was already in a position with her hips raised.
The orc's enormous cock aimed for that opening.
"What, is there a problem with a master using his slave?"
"N-now, wait…!"
Smack!!
The crisp sound of buttocks and pubic bone colliding rang out.
Lumina buried her face in the pillow and climaxed wildly, moaning.
Her body trembling with pleasure was, to the orc, nothing more than a pleasant vibrating hole.
Now in a doggy-style position, the bitch received her education as a bitch from the orc's tremendous cock.
The night of enjoying Lumina was far from over.
"Alright, now that preparations are all set."
"Captain, there's a feather on your shoulder."
"Ah, right."
After working the peacock so hard, her tail had moved around and brushed against him, leaving feathers everywhere.
He'd enjoyed the peacock thoroughly, so now it was time to work.
"Lumina has spilled all her information, so keep a close watch on these locations."
"Understood."
"And even if you let everyone else slip through, you must not let the wolf beastmen escape."
"Understood."
The enemy had lost their head.
Without a head, and without proper command, the beastmen would simply collapse.
'I should punish a princess who doesn't even listen to her loyal retainers.'
With the orc's wicked smile, the second operation began.
Naturally, the castle where Mistrielle was stationed detected the movement.
"Your Highness! The enemy is attacking!"
"Why are you telling me that? You should be stopping them."
"Ah, yes, I understand."
Mistrielle showed no particular tension at the news of an enemy attack.
They had a large army, and they were in a castle — what could possibly be the problem?
It was a princess who simply didn't understand.
"Anyway, if anyone dies, it'll be the soldiers. Not me."
But the generals were still in a panic, unable to issue any real orders.
The princess had told them to handle it themselves, but among them, they hadn't even properly assigned who would take what role.
The princess, who simply assumed the defenses would hold fine, stayed peacefully in her own room.
"Sitting here while they tell me we're defending against a bunch of low-level demon soldiers."
Everything about the common blood annoyed her.
She figured that later, she'd just hear that the defense succeeded, and she wouldn't have to do anything.
That was what Mistrielle had thought.
…
"…What?"
"You must flee immediately!"
The beastmen had prepared a large army as well.
But the orc side had done the same.
Naturally, the beastmen, reduced to a disorganized rabble, were pushed back helplessly against the orc's army, which employed strategy and led massive numbers of Demon Realm races.
"You can't even stop this?"
Mistrielle complained even at the news that the enemy had broken in.
"The orc is targeting the princess! You must flee quickly!"
"I know… I know…"
But perhaps knowing she couldn't be caught by the enemy, she let herself be carried by a knight.
"I'll fire all of you later…"
Mistrielle was irritated at having to flee so shamefully.
At least the speed at which the beastman knight carried her was fast enough that her irritation didn't worsen.
"Ugh…"
But suddenly, the knight stopped moving.
"Why aren't you going? You said it was urgent?"
"It seems there are soldiers ahead of us."
"What?"
"We've been surrounded."
"You caught her?"
"Yes."
The orc was in better spirits than ever.
It felt like finding a precious gem lying on the ground rather than digging deep into a mine for years to extract one.
The princess of the Beast Kingdom was worth that much.
"We requested a room and put her there for now."
"Right, right."
How would the princess of a great nation react?
Would she stare at him with fearful eyes, flustered and at a loss?
Or would she try to maintain her dignity, pretending to be composed while her hands trembled?
He was already looking forward to even that sight.
One thing was certain — she was an extraordinary beauty.
'Indeed.'
The orc opened the door with anticipation.
Inside was a beastman who clearly had different blood from the others.
White skin and white hair.
And alluring purple eyes that shone without being overshadowed by her delicate, beautiful features.
Even in clothes close to sleepwear, her characteristic volume was very appealing.
'A top-grade bitch.'
Of course, she wasn't the only woman in the Flower Garden, but a precious, beautifully raised gem had a different feel to it.
But that appreciation lasted only a moment.
"You're the commanding officer?"
"Hmm? Well, yes, I am."
But the princess was a bit different from what he'd imagined.
A woman frowning, speaking as if she were simply annoyed.
She didn't even seem to know she'd been captured as a prisoner.
No — she didn't seem to fully understand what it meant to be caught by an orc.
"Why is this room so cramped? Isn't there a bigger one?"
"No, you're a prisoner, so…"
The orc was so speechless he could barely form words.
If earlier he'd been rendered speechless by her stunningly beautiful face, now he was rendered speechless by her unique personality.
He'd thought he could accept anything if she was beautiful, but apparently there were exceptions.
"Wait, talk from over there. Don't come closer."
"No, I mean, Your Highness, you're currently—"
"You smell. It's disgusting."
What a rude princess.
He felt the need to give her proper education.
"You filthy, stinking orc… tell someone else to talk. Don't come any closer."
Oh. He really wasn't going to leave her alone.