The Ruby Empire

Mora the Orc

Male Reader x Female Monster

You wake up, feeling the cold floor against your back. Your struggle, your hands are chained above your head. The room is dark and cold and you've been stripped of all your clothes. You sit up, glancing around and seeing the light coming from under the door. You hear voices, laughter, you swallow back the tightness in your throat as the door opens and they walk in.

You recognize the first one who comes inside. She's the leader of the orc tribe who has been terrorizing your castle for months now, Mora. She grins at you, moving towards you as her guards stand in the doorway and chuckle.

"Awake are we?" She coos, petting down your bare body. "Oh, the poor little king is cold," she smirks, lifting you up by the chain around your wrist. "Maybe I should warm you up," she whispers into your ear.

"Get away from me," you snarl as she kisses your neck, biting your shoulder hard at your harsh words.

"You're a guest in my home," she taunts you. "And you're a king after all." She grasps your chin in her large hand. "Don't you want to make your host happy?" Mora snarls through gritted teeth. "To think I went through all this trouble for you." She takes the chains down and holds them in her fist, tugging you out of the dungeon and down the hallway.

Mora's guards smile and touch you as well, groping your ass and stealing long kisses. It's a true walk of shame as she leads you to her bedchamber, stopping often to let her court fondle and pet you. Mora smiles broadly as she watches one of her female warriors stroke you, your cock rock hard and dripping precum onto her fingers that she makes you lick off.

"That's enough," Mora growls, tugging you into her chamber and then chaining you to the bed. "For now," she snarls, "he's mine. You can play when I say so."

He guards and warriors fill the room, surrounding the bed as Mora lays you down on the blankets. She leans in close, biting your ear and moaning softly.

"Ready, sweetie?" She whispers to you.

You nod, "yes, Mora," you pant, your excitement growing.

She kisses you, biting your lip and then shoving you back down into the mattress. "The king is ours, girls," Mora snarls as she strips away her clothes. "Lets show him the hospitality of orcs."

The warriors and guards in the room cheer and holler as Mora mounts your face, rubbing her already wet slit against your lips. You moan, barely able to breathe as she closes her thighs around you. Her moans grow louder as you press your tongue against her.

Below you feel one of her guards stroking you, pumping your cock in her fist before slipping on the familiar cock ring that'll keep your hard until the girls are done with you. You heard the crowd giggle and laugh, some licking you and sucking you, others teasingly touch your thighs and hips.

Mora snarls and lifts up, you catch your breath and pant, watching as Mora beckons another girl forward. "Take my place," she coos as she lowers herself down, imapling herself on your cock. She grunts, biting her lip as she grinds against you.

An orc knight comes and sits on your face, her voice soft and sweet as your tongue burrows into her wet folds. "Mora, he's really good."

"After all this time he better be," Mora snarls, you can hear the smirk in her voice. She grinds against you, finding her own pleasure before even think of yours. You moan against the orc above you and she wiggles.

"Let his hands go," Mora barks the order followed by a long moan. "The boy has good hands, don't he?"

The laughter of the others is followed by the sound of the chains around your wrists sliding away. You then feel the hot, wet sexes of two more orc warriors. They hold your wrists and grind against your fingers. You push fingers inside and listen as the laughter become moans and grunts.