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Sometimes I think the only reason I come back to cities and civilisation at all it the baths. There is something about warm, scented water and fresh soap that cannot be matched by sulfurous hot springs or cold but beautiful lakes and waterfalls. Out in the wilds you are free,in the city there are so many rules, so many responsibilities. I would leave it all behind, even my family and friends as much as I would miss them, if not for the baths.

It's been about two months since I was last here, so of course the elf at front desk asks if I know how everything works, that the men and women have separate section. It irritates me, obviously if I didn't know I would ask. Still she is trying to be helpful. There are just too many people, too many eyes. As a bounty hunter you make enemies easily, yet another reason to avoid cities.

I thank the silver haired lady and pay the surprisingly small amount before walking into the change rooms. Before I can though I am stopped by a dragonkin. He's tall, muscled and wearing impractical armour for a fist fight, but it does look imposing. He doesn't say anything but points to the sign saying "no weapons past this point". I hand him my bow, my quiver, my blades and the hidden dagger in my boot. I know they have spells to detect weapons and it isn't worth the hassle. He smiles and thanks me for being so agreeable. I just nod in reply, I don't envy him having to try and separate a dwarf from their axe.

The change room is deserted as I enter. I quickly strip off the worn leather armour. It really needs replacing at this point. Another reason to be in the city I suppose. Boots, underclothes, everything comes off. I put them in one of the open cupboard and close it. It clicks shut and I feel a spell wash over me. It's weak but I don't resist it, the cupboard will only open for me now. Or, of course, someone with enough time or strength to smash it open. It's not like I have much money in there anyway.

I stop off at the open pool first, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist as I go. I am not ashamed of my nakedness of course, but i know people in the city do not share the wild folk's view of clothing, a view I have come to share. They don't share the same view on many things actually, a rather limited scope of vision. The pool isn't not empty nor crowded, which is pleasing, and I drop the towel by the waters edge before stepping in. The sweet scent of perfumes and soap blocks any hint of sweat and dirt even from my sensitive nose. I let the warm water soothe and ease my worn muscles before looking around.

The same murals adorn the roof and walls, beautiful scenery and scenes from the city. The artist was truly top tier. My attention shifts to an orc, or possibly a half orc it can be hard to tell, looking at me intently. While I hate to make generalisations I know orcs are often involved in the criminal underworld. It's more of a class issue than one of race but really that is neither here nor there. On at least three occasions I've been targetted by orc hitmen, not talented enough to be assassins. It would not be outside the realm of possibility that this orc is in a similar vain, seeking to cut me down when I am less defended.

I try not to be obvious about it but I check the orc out. Upon further investigation I determine he is infact a half orc, his tusks are shorter than a pure orc, maybe two inches long. His skin is a lighter shade of green too. Like a half elf his ears are only slightly pointed, his left one pierced three times with studs, each one a different colour of metal. That isn't the only piercing he has as one of his nipples has got a bar through it. His chest is broad, muscled and hairy, the hair descending down his firm stomach, though getting less dense as it disappears from view under the water.

In a fair fight, no weapons, he definitely has the advantage over my slim frame. I trust more so in trickery and fighting from a distance. I can hold my own with a blade, but that is locked up out the front. Still, this could all just be an overly paranoid thought. I decide to go to the soaping room. As I stand I hear and see in the corner of my eye the orc doing the same. It could be a coincidence still of course. I grab my towel and wrap it around me.

The soaping room is where you scrub down your body now that is good and wet. There is a selection of scents, brushes and stools to sit down on. I choose one that gives me a good view of as much of the room as possible as I start to lather up. The orc walks in, drop his towel and does the same. He tries to make it look like he isn't watching me, but he isn't that good at it. I would usually take my time in this room, really scrubbing off the dirt and maybe taking the time to exfoliate. Instead I just quickly do the minimum and then walk off to the rinsing room.

I am sure the orc is following me now, getting closer. He didn't even bother to grab his towel this time. He hadn't finished scrubbing I know that for sure. He just stood up and followed me into the rinsing room where it is like a cross between a waterfall and rain. I don't know if it is magic or clever dwarven, goblin or gnomish engineering but it is a modern day marvel. I quickly wipe the soap from my body and move towards one of the many smaller steam rooms.

There is a nice big public steam room as well but the smaller ones are for more intimate meetings. Both for business where prying ears cannot see and pleasure, where nagging tongues cannot venture. For that reason I know it has a lock. I push open the door and try to shut it behind me but the orc is right there, filling the door frame with his large body. I step back and start to think of a plan. There are hot coal of course, but nothing to grab it with, my towel is in the scrubbing room too.

The orc shuts the door and flicks the beam over to stop any intruders. He walks towards me, a grin on his lips widening as he does so.

"Got you now," He says his voice deep and rough. "I got something I want to give you."

I ready myself as he lunges forward. I could try and strike out his legs and deflect his blows so I raise my arms only for his hand not to strike at my face or torso but instead it dips down and gently grabs my sack. I gasp in surprise as his large, rough fingers stroke my ball sack, his fingers teasing the front and back. Then his other hand reaches back and holds the back of my head as he leans in for a kiss. But the kiss never arrives, instead his stubbled cheeks brush my smooth ones and his pushes his mouth and tusks against my neck, kissing and scraping his teeth against the sensitive flesh.

Now I am no stranger to sex. Male, female, other. Out in the wilds there is no real distinction in gender unless you are planning to breed, and breeding between species is harder than you would imagine elves and orcs aside. Still, I had always prefer my partners to be the passive one, the receptive one. As the orc kisses, bites and slurps on my neck though I feel myself starting to stiffen, my cock enjoying being the hunted and not the hunter.

"Tak'nul" He grunts as his hand shifts from my sack to my rapidly stiffening member. He wraps his hand around my length and squeezes it gentle before starting to stroke it with just the tips of his fingers. I rise to full hardness far faster than I expect, the green brute making me respond in unexpected but familiar ways.

"I don't speak orc sorry, just elf, common and dwarf." I reply and receive a laugh in response.

"That's my name, not a question or command." He says and gives my lips a soft kiss before he starts to lower. His lips kiss their way down my chest, my stomach and then he is on my knees facing my rock hard cock. I look down and see the orc is also hard and is larger than my own. Not considerably, at an estimate probably seven, maybe six and a half inches long but thick and uncut. In the wilds I had seen longer, though any longer than that was not practical.

"Dav ooooohhhhhhhhh...." I try to tell him my name but before I can finish he opens his large jaw up wide and swallows my entire length all at once. I had always been used to playful licks, gentle sucking and then moving onto the actual main event. Tak'nul had no time for that though, in an instant I was entirely surrounded by his hot, moist mouth. I groan in pleasure as his tongue shifts along the underside and his lips tighten up. Then he begins to thrust his head back and forth. I place my hands on his head and gasp and grunt as he delivers such strong, powerful pleasure. I usually can control how long I can go for, at least within reason, but the ruggedly handsome orc has me building to the edge in no time. Just as I am sure I cannot get any closer he releases my prick from his mouth and grins up at me.

"Like that?" He says with the biggest most maddening grin I have ever seen before. Of course he knows I enjoyed it, he could hear the gasping, he could feel me pulsing, thats why he stopped. He just wants me to admit it. But I do.

"You were amazing." I reply and feel something else is needed. "Do you want me to return the..."

"Don't worry about that Davo," The orc says, standing up and guiding my hand to his cock. I wrap my hand around it and shiver slightly at the heat, the girth of it. He thrusts his hips a little, urging me to retract his foreskin so I do, revealing a dark green, almost black, knob beneath. Even as I watch it starts to ooze precum, a drop falling down onto the ground between us.

"It's self lubricating." He lets go of my wrist and wraps his arms around me, pulling me in close. I gasp as our pricks grind together, my hairless, slim and toned chest pressing against his broad, hairy and built up one. His head presses into the right side of my neck this time, his kissing and biting accompanied by a grunt and slow thrusting of his hips.

"I'm going to fuck you, you Ok with that?" He says, his voice muffled as he continues to oh so tenderly maul my neck. His hands reach down and grip my ass, squeezing and pulling apart the cheeks.

How dare he just tell me he is going to fuck me? What if I wanted to be the one fucking him, huh? What if I wasn't a bottom? What if he was too big for me? My face goes red as all of these thoughts are stamped down by the one big one that is "I want him to fuck me."

I nod slowly and he pulls off my neck and then pushes our mouths together. His tongue caresses against mine as his tusks press against my bottom lip. Kissing is one thing that is rare in the wilds and I will admit I missed it more than I had realised. I push back into the kiss, wrapping my arms around my larger partner and holding him close until finally he pulls away from the kiss and leads me over to the bench. He lays me down on it on my back with my ass right at the edge.

"Don't worry about how thick I am, by the end you'll be wanting more." He says and then lifts my legs and drops down where I cannot see him. I don't have to guess where he is gone though as his faces pushes up against my clean ass and his tongue presses against the tight sphincter there.

Let me tell you something about the wilds. There are elves there with potions that make every moment bliss. There are tentacle monsters that can numb your body and ravage your unresisting form in ways you cannot imagine. There are all kinds of beasts and people waiting to teach you new ways to experience pleasure. Each of them can learn something from the way Tak'nul is working his tongue.

There is something hungry about the way he presses his tongue into my hole, spreading it and then retreating. Again and again he continues until he meets no resistance, I just let him come and go as he pleases. His tusks gently press into my flesh and his stubble rubs my cheeks in a way that makes me gasp.

My cock jumps as the crude orc continues to devour my now eager hole. Part of me hates how this brash orc has me pinned against the bench, whimpering and moaning as he eats my ass out. He's just so sure of himself, so adamant that I will want his cock. The worst part is of course he is right. If demanded me to pay, to murder, to do anything at all all he had to do was ask and I would do it.

Then he pulls away from my hole with a slurp and he stands. I look down at him and see that same cock sure grin, that same broad body that now was so attractive to me. And I saw that thick, green cock of his, the foreskin still pulled back, the entire shaft now glistening with his pre.

"I'm going to take it nice and slow to start with, you need to enjoy this as much as I do," He says as he grips his dick right at the base and starts to move in. His other hand guides my feet onto his shoulders as he starts to line his thick meat up against my now compliant hole.

"Damn, you are one fucking hot ranger," he says and then he eases forward.

I am confused at how he knows I am a ranger but I forget that the instant his head slides into me. It's not the thickness, though that is nice, or the warmth of his member as it eases into me. I can't work out what it is exactly but my entire body shudders in pleasure even before he starts to hit anything sensitive. Slowly he eases in inch after inch, almost maddeningly slowly. I moan and push back against him only for him to stop and stay still as I do so. I feel his cock jump, his heart beat as his impressive organ begins to slide in again.

It feels like an eternity, he takes his time so well I don't feel a single dash of pain and he meets no resistance. Usually when I have received in the past it had been forced or as a kind of mutual pay back. I had never been the type to eagerly ask to receive another inside myself. Now though my body is shivering in anticipation. I look up at the orc's face as he slides the last, and thickest, part of himself inside me. I can feel his balls against my taint, his body between my legs.

"Fuck me, please." The voice that echoes around the chamber is my own. I feel my cheeks flush as I admit to what I want, what I need. The orc grins and... stands still. His hands strokes along my sides, my chest, my stomach. A single finger teases the sensitive join between my glans and my head.

"What was that? Sorry.. I was distracted by how good your ass feels around me." He says, the same grin spreading over his face.

"Please, fuck me. I need you to fuck me." I say again. He just tilts his head and raises an eyebrow.

"I know you said something, what was that? Louder?"

"FUCK ME!" I snarl out loud enough that I am sure other people can hear me. I don't care if they hear me or not. I needed that brutes cock to plough me like a farm yard.

"Ohhh, well why didn't you say so?" Tak'nul says and then without delay he pulls his hips back to the tip and slams forward. If anyone else had ever, EVER done this to me it would have been the end straight away. Instead I gasp, my eyes widen and my cock spurts out a burst of pre that surprises even me. I didn't know I could do that.

Tak'nul just chuckles and gives another hard, deep thrust, then another and another. Each time I gasp, I shudder and I press back against him. Finally he seems happy with how loose I am and he starts up a nice steady tempo. I shiver in pleasure all over as his thick cock spreads me open and then retreats, each thrust burying that last, extra fat inch before pulling back so I can feel the veins, the smoothness of his knob. He breeds me with such confidence and technique that I am putty beneath his powerful body.

His hands roam over my form, teasing a nipple, giving my cock a stroke, slipping a finger into my mouth, which I automatically suck. I feel like such a slut, and yet I am loving it. I have never before been taken so fully, so completely. He takes my body in a fashion I was unaware of in all my years of sexual activity. It is unrefined, it is raw, animalistic... and my body aches for more of it.

"You elves are all the same," Tak'nul says, his voice showing the exertion that he is putting into me. "You act all high and mighty, that you always have to be the dominant ones." He pauses and thrusts in hard, grinding his shaft against my prostate to make me shudder and moan. "You act like your thin peckers are the perfect dicks. And yeah, most of you aren't too bad all things considered. Then you get a real man on top of you, his thick orc cock breeding you and you all change your tune real soon."

I blush bright red as his words humiliate me, demasculate me. Compared to him of course my cock is thin but I am hardly lacking. His grin grows broader as he see's the dark clouds cross over my mind and he starts to speed up his hips.

"And you were easier than most. The moment I had my fingers on your balls I knew that in less than a timer's turn I'd be balls deep in your ass." He thrusts in hard, deep and buries himself inside me further than I thought possible to illustrate his point. My balls ache in needs and my cock strains for his touch, my touch, any touch. He doesn't give it to me though, his hands stop exploring my body and settle on my hips where he does the unthinkable. He pulls out.

"Turn over, I'm going to fuck you on all fours like the animal you are," He growls, his cock pointing up towards the ceiling it I so hard. I am ashamed at how quickly I do as he says but I daren't resist lest he refrain from entering me again. I get onto my hands on knees on the bench and then a moment later he grips my hips and without any further warning thrusts fully into me again.

The new angle lets him hit parts of me that had gone undisturbed before. I gasp and grip the wooden beams as I fight back a scream of primal pleasure. His thick cock sinks in and out of me so easily I am worried I will ever be able to feel another man inside me again. Then he drops his hips and thrusts right against my prostate.

I cum. I cum harder than I have in my entire life. Without warning, without the usual build up of pleasure, the steady increase in sensation and the burn in my balls. Instead he fucks the orgasm out of me. I gasp, shudder and have to bite my lip as my slender rod expels it's seed in heavy jets upon the wooden slats and the ground beneath us.

"Fuck, you're done already?" The orc says. He doesn't stop though, he just changes his angle and speeds up. "I thought elves were supposed to have some staying power, some stamina. You little eager bitch though... I bet that's not the last time you'll cum with me inside you."

My cheeks turn red and I nod in agreement. Part of me wants him to finish, to speed up, blow his load and then leave. The other part of me wants this to go on for eternity. Our bodies wrapped together, his cock breeding me until the universe itself ends and it's only our two sweaty bodies.

He pulls out of me and doesn't say a word. He grips me by the shoulders and firmly, but not over roughly, guides me to my feet and up against the wall. I don't utter a single word or sound until I feel his familiar girth slide back into me. I moan in pleasure as he begins to mount me again.

I lose track of the positions he breeds me. On my side, my back again, bent over double, touching my toes, upside down. If he guides me into it I comply and I love it. He guides me into another two orgasms, each as powerful as the first though the amount of liquid diminishes. I wonder how long it has been, how long I have been this orc's willing bitch. The coals have dwindled and need replacing but neither of us care, sweat and sperm coat the floor.

"Ok elf," He growls out, finally saying something other than the constant stream of comments telling me how good I was around his cock. He thrusts me against the wall and then slowly lifts me up so we are face to face. While he holds eye contact with me I feel himself adjust his cock, his body and then he pulls me down and he embeds himself within me again. I wrap my arms and legs around him as he starts to breed me again.

"I told you I had something to give you, and you've been good at taking it so far. Have you liked what I've given you?" He says, his eyes locked on mine as his hips start to speed up. I can tell what is coming of course, I am no fool. I nod in reply and he pushes his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply and hungrily.

"Tell me you like it," He growls out as he grinds his length against my prostate. I don't know if I even can cum again but I want to try. I tell him I like taking his cock, that I want to take it for as long as he can give it.

"Of course you do. Well I'm about to give you something more, do you want it? Don't just nod you little cock sheath, tell me." He growl out. His hips are going faster than they have before, no longer is he just fucking me for his and my enjoyment, now he is fucking me for his release.

"Give it to me. I want it. I need it." I cry out. That's all the orc needs to hear. He growls out loudly and buries his head into my neck. He bites down hard, he might be drawing blood but I don't care as his hips are so fast, so hard it's like a force of nature itself. His fingers dig into me as his body presses right against me, his bulky muscles all straining and tensing as he holds my weight up and continues slamming his hips.

I feel his already thick cock swell up and then it pulses as he shoots inside me. Only now do realise that he hadn't put on a protective or a spell, instead his seed is shooting right inside me. His hips continue to pound his cock up into me, drilling his seed deep inside me. I whimper but don't cum, my cock hard but my fourth orgasm will take a bit more focus to achieve. I feel something wash over me but I can't tell what, just something off, something strange. Then his grip of my loosens and he gently lowers me to the ground and then over to the bench. I feel empty without his cock inside me. He leans in and kisses me softly on the lips before standing and stretching.

I look up at him to see that same arrogant grin and feel shame wash over me. Now that he is done, that he is finished, I begin to regret allowing him such dominion over my body. I want some kind of payback, I want to mount him. Though it may take a couple of hours to recharge my libido...

"Man, you were one eager fuck you know that. I've had a few elves in my day but damn, the moment I got my dick inside you... you were born for taking orc cock you know? Which is lucky all things considered..." Tak'nul says, reaching down and scratching his nuts. His cock is soft but still thick, the light green skin covering his dark head again.

"Look, just because you could talk to me like that while we were fucking doesn't mean..." I begin only for Tak'nul to interrupt.

"Oh, shut your mouth." He says.

I go to continue my admonishment only to find my lips won't work, my jaw refuses to move. I reach up in panic and rub it but it feels fine.

"Look, Davo, you better be used to taking orc cock because as long as my spunk is inside you you're going to have to follow anything any orc tells you to do." Tak'nul explains. "You just got fucked by a sexmancer. No way to resist magic when it's being fucked into you."

I realise exactly what has happened but it is too late. One of my enemies must have employed him to lower my defenses so then they can finish me off.

"Oh, don't worry that pretty face of yours Davo." Tak'nul says, dropping down and holding my chin so we look eye to eye. "They don't want to kill you, they just want to show you who is boss. Just the upper house and a few chosen guest, maybe a dozen or a dozen and a half orcs and half orcs. You can speak now, but no swearing, no death threats, nothing like that, it's too vulgar coming from those pretty lips."

I have a lot of questions going through my head but the first one seems the most important. "Why?"

"Well money of course, 200 gold. Plus when they described you it sounded like a fun job. Heck, honestly? If I'd known just how eager you were for cock I would have done it for free, or just fuked you and not worried about the job. But my word is my word."

"So, that's why I couldn't resist?" I half ask and half explain to myself.

"Fuck no, I didn't waste any magic on that. I had some spells ready if need be, but no, you willingly let yourself be bred by this big, thick orc. And even now, even knowing what I've done to you, you'd let me do it again wouldn't you? Truth."

"Yes." My face flushes red as the answer rolls to my tongue without being able to stop it.

"Damn, by all the gods and their blood engorged pricks, where have you been all my life?" Tak'nul says and shakes his head. "Look, I can't cross the Brotherhood of Orcs. You're there's for at most a week at the least an evening."

"What are they going to do to me?"

"Well if they keep to their word they are going to fuck you every which way, leave you knowing not to mess with orcs in the future. If they try to do anything else the spell will cancel. I told them that, sex magic and pain, the bad kind of pain not the good kind, cancel each other out."

"Please, don't.. I'll..."

"You don't get it do you? You can't give me anything I can't already take from you at the moment. Anything I say, you do. Like this, suck my cock."

I try to resist but I may as well have punched a cloud, lit a match on wet soap, each liquid water with a fork, there is no way to fight it. Instantly I move onto my knees between the orc's thighs. I can smell his jizz and myself on his cock. I was clean when he entered me and his cock looks clean, but the idea of sucking the dick that had been inside me is not appealing. I griphis cock firmly and stroked it as I lean in and lick the tip. Tak'nul moans softly and his cock started to rise. As soon as it is hard I open my mouth and swallow him down to the base. His hand strokes my hair as I started to bob back and forth.

His scent is thick, ripe but pleasent, manly. All the sweat from the heat and the fucking has left neither of us too fresh. I wonder if he will take as long as he did when he wa fucking me but don't slow down. I feel his cock slide between my lips, the taste of his salty pre burst down the back of my throat as I rub his thighs and firm gut. I suck on his meat with vigour and skill and feel shame as my own cock starts to rise.

"You can stop if you want." I hear him say but... I don't know why but I continue. I pull off for a second and gasp for air before pushing down even further than before. His thick cock pushes down my throat and I gag but continue. Tak'nul grunts and both of his hands grip my head and hold me he deep as he starts to thrust his hips. I shudder and gag but he keeps going, fucking my throat with reckless abandon. Then just when I can't take it any more he pulls back and cums. My eyes bulge as thick spurts of seed fill my mouth. I prepare to spit it out, not wanting more of his magic inside of me.

"Swallow it, Davo" He says with a growl and, my stomach dropping, I do exactly as he says. I swallow every last spurt his thick cock delivers. Finally his cock just pulses, no seed coming out, and I pull off and glare at him.

"What spell this time?" I demand.

"No spell, I just don't like to see my cum wasted." He says and then sighs. "But all good things must end. Still, I suppose I should reward you for that bonus."

I wonder if he's going to fuck me again, or do something else to me. Part of me wants him to, still. I wonder what is wrong with me that after all of this I still ache for his cock again.

"I know," He says and clicks his fingers. "How about this, once your done you come back here to me and I'll erase all those memories, heal any damage."

"I don't know..." I reply and Tak'nul just shrugs his shoulders.

"Look, we met in pretty shitty circumstances. I want to make it up to you. And I think you want me to fuck your brains out again. I could force you to of course, there is no way you can resist after all. But that's up to you. Anyway, I only have two commands left for you."

I don't say a word. I can't decide how I feel about the orc. Part of me wants to plot his demise, the other part wants his arms around me and his dick inside me again.

"So the first command. You're going to finish bathing, get nice and clean, then you're going to go to the brotherhood and knock six times on the door. The guy who answers? You're going to pull down his pants and suck him off. Then he'll tell you what to next."

I shiver as his words slide into my brain and become a focus, an obsession. I can already taste the orc's cock on my tongue.

"My second command. Enjoy yourself. Don't worry about why you are there. You know you love having orc cock inside you, so go with it. Now, off you go."

I try to convey my anger at him. How dare he change that part of who I am. How dare he. But it's too late. I stand up and walk away without a word, my cock already half hard at the idea of a house of orcs to pleasure. I wonder how many loads I will get inside myself. I've already got two afterall.