She’d had a number of orcs over the years and she could always appreciate them.

Though not as big as Minotaurs, their musk was a delight, tickling her nose, almost intoxicating her as her lips stroked up and down the orc’s thick shaft.

Rorg, for his part, had no complaints. He groaned, leaning back in his seat, hand gripping Ava’s hair tightly as he thrust up into her eager mouth.

Gods above! No wonder the shamans of the clans had spoken so highly of elven cunt. The crime lord chuckled throatily.

Though he had his pick of human sluts and more exotic species, the elf currently adoring his cock was something anyone could appreciate.

Her skill put the most able courtesan to shame. No surprise. Likely she’d had centuries to practice her craft. Centuries well spent, in his opinion.

"Yesssss," the orc growled, the sound thrumming up through his cock and into Ava’s mouth, racing through her spine with a sense of eager anticipation.

She moaned adoringly as she bobbed, her legs fidgeting as the heat grew within her core.

The savage power of the orc’s grip was awakening something in her that she was more than enjoying.

Rorg’s breathing was growing ragged. Usually he could last hours before cumming.

It brought him amusement to bring the oh so proud humans to panting orgasms, to break the sluts on his cock before at last giving them a taste of his seed.

But Ava’s lips were driving him too far. Too fast.

"Yes. Yessss! Take it! Choke on it, slut! Fuck yes. Yessss... Hrnnnnn!"

Rorg groaned, bucking up into her mouth, groaning as his heavy balls tightened, as he came, pumping his acrid seed into Ava’s mouth. And ancestor’s above, she was drinking every drop!

Rorg groaned as Ava frantically swallowed his massive load, feeling it form a pleasant heaviness in her stomach.

She gasped, lifting her lips from his cock, panting and smiling up at him.

"How... how’s that?" she asked.

"Well worth the... fuck bucks, as you say," the orc grunted. He lifted his head, realizing they’d stopped.

He grinned, rising, lazily tucking his cock back into his pants. The door of the carriage swung open and he stepped down, offering his hand.

Startled at the gentlemanly motion, Ava giggled, accepting his aid in descending from the carriage.

She gaped in awe, finding herself in the lurid entertainment district. Globes of magic light were strung in lanterns about the doors of brothels and bordellos.

Music sang from every doorway. Women in silken robes and nothing else posed by pillars and brazen posters, enticing in men and some women.

The shadows of dusk were beginning to fall, and the crowds swelled with the coming dark.

Before them was the glitziest building in the district. Gold curled and coiled about the entrance and pillars supported an awning.

A sign laid out along the front blasted light from enchanted globes, illuminating the picture of a dragon coiled around a golden pot.

A red carpet rolled down to the street. The gaudy glitz nearly blinded the elf with its overwhelming presence.

"Ooooh," Ava said.

"Like it?" Rorg grinned as he enveloped Ava with a large arm, tucking her against his fur coat as he led her towards the doors. "Welcome to the Dragon’s Hoard. My... headquarters."

"I’ve heard of it!" Ava said.

"Delightful," the orc grinned as he enveloped a breast in his hand, giving it a hungry squeeze.

Ava giggled, rubbing herself unconsciously against the orc.

The scent of his musk was so powerful she was starting to feel a little light headed.

She barely noticed the dancehall they walked through, the women on stage fluttering skirts that were quickly shed, much to the audience’s delight.

Likewise, no one noticed – or was smart enough not to – the dishevelled elf walking through with Rorg, her breasts bared to the open air and being fondled by the hulking orc.

Up stairs like gilded passages they walked, and soon she was brought into a large room with red carpet with some strangely darker splashes here and there.

Garish statuettes depicting naked women stood in the corners, and some sturdy divans with rich cushions were scattered near the walls.

A huge window on the far wall looked down on the stage below, whose glow was the only light.

"What’s this?" Ava asked, looking around.

"My office," Rorg said, the rumble of his voice thrumming through Ava as he palmed her breast hungrily, his large hand almost completely enveloping her teat.

"Mmm," Ava moaned, the aching pleasure of his rough touch making her thighs quiver. "You ah... you have dresses in here?" Ava said. "I never would have guessed you’d be into that."

"Not quite. I interview all my future dancers here. Need a ready supply of the costumes. But first, the fitting. We’d better get these rags off you."

Ava giggled as the orc’s rough hands undressed her.

She helped him, rubbing her breasts against his chest as she shimmied out of her shirt and blouse.

Gasping as his large thumbs hooked in her pants, yanking them down over the peach of her bottom.

"Nice," Rorg growled as his leathery hands enveloped the plump curves of her ass, squeezing them roughly.

"Ooooh," Ava moaned, quivering in the crude grasp of the orc. "That feels goooood!"

"You’re going to feel far more soon," the orc breathed, fairly panting as he admired the elf’s curves.

Ancestors above it had been a long time since a woman excited him so.

Flesh was easy in this business, but the cold exchange of whores or the grasping claws of social climbers was nothing compared to the willing, even eager press of the elf’s body, arching against him as if tuned to the pleasures which she’d awoken in the orc.

Her eyes were dark and foggy, her soft pink lips parted and panting, her naked body rubbing itself against him with shameless, instinctive desire.

He hissed as he felt her hand on the bulge of his cock once more, the elf giggling. "Oooh, is this why they call you Big Green?" she asked.

Rorg growled. "They call me that because they are afraid," he said as he squeezed her firm bottom and drew her tighter against him.

He loomed over her and she turned her face toward his, admiring the brutal ultra-masculinity of him. That huge jaw. Those bulging muscles. That magnificent cock.

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