Z'arv panted as Baronk and Dregu pulled out, letting him lie on the floor in a cum stained mess.
"He's pretty good for a cat. Ready for another round, guys?"
Z'arv groaned silently to himself as he was this time forced onto his back and shoved into by Dregu and face fucked by Baronk and Larek. This was going to be a long process, not that Z'arv minded.
Z'arv couldn't tell how long he was fucked for until they stopped, taking a rest in their cots and leaving Z'arv naked and sore as hell. 'By the Divine, I won't be able to move for awhile.' Gathering up all his strength, Z'arv inched to where a discarded dagger was lying. It was painful, but he was able to position his bond wrists behind the dagger a began cutting the thick material.
The dagger was sharp and Z'arv was soon free, rubbing his sore wrists as he sat up, wincing at the pain in his ass. He moved to the sleeping Orcs with an almost invisible air despite his lack of mobility and pick pocketed a magic and stamina potion form him. He gulped both of them down, feeling his stamina and magicka return.
He scanned the area and found a chest with fur armor in it, customary of bandits and put it on along with a hood. He was about to leave when a smirk played across his features and he turned back around. He left the cave feeling accomplished, a bag full of coin on him and some much needed stress relieved.
The Orc trio slept away, unbeknownst to them that most of their belongings were pilfered by a very silent and tricky cat.
Re: Gigantic Orc Dicks
"He's pretty good for a cat. Ready for another round, guys?"
Z'arv groaned silently to himself as he was this time forced onto his back and shoved into by Dregu and face fucked by Baronk and Larek. This was going to be a long process, not that Z'arv minded.
Z'arv couldn't tell how long he was fucked for until they stopped, taking a rest in their cots and leaving Z'arv naked and sore as hell. 'By the Divine, I won't be able to move for awhile.' Gathering up all his strength, Z'arv inched to where a discarded dagger was lying. It was painful, but he was able to position his bond wrists behind the dagger a began cutting the thick material.
The dagger was sharp and Z'arv was soon free, rubbing his sore wrists as he sat up, wincing at the pain in his ass. He moved to the sleeping Orcs with an almost invisible air despite his lack of mobility and pick pocketed a magic and stamina potion form him. He gulped both of them down, feeling his stamina and magicka return.
He scanned the area and found a chest with fur armor in it, customary of bandits and put it on along with a hood. He was about to leave when a smirk played across his features and he turned back around. He left the cave feeling accomplished, a bag full of coin on him and some much needed stress relieved.
The Orc trio slept away, unbeknownst to them that most of their belongings were pilfered by a very silent and tricky cat.