(A Silver and Zero production) Plaything

[Maero]

The other orcs gave small nods and began to follow him as he sought out the fourth voice. "Why doesnt this one just turn around? Save itself the trouble?" "Orcs are foolhardy brutes, they know not their own peril." "Let us teach them sisters! Let us teach them the meaning of their danger!" "Forever will their cries echo in this forest, until the stone takes their ugly green flesh back."

After a few minutes of walking, the orc to The Master's right began to fidget as he walked, looking about as if searching for something, his eyes betraying some sort of hidden desperation.

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Tal would continue to lick her gently, and kiss her face until he was either moved, ordered, or fell asleep holding her, his length still embedded within her. He was tired from all the fucking and sex, he needed rest...but would only have it if he was allowed it.