Talk:Orc/@comment-30351985-20161113025405/@comment-24026095-20161114175326

I scarf down the bacon myself. Unfortunately, they come to the kitchen to check the food, spot me and rush at me screaming, waving dildos the size of the Eiffel Tower. By the time they reach me, though, the bacon is gone and the orcs are pissed.

I drop the plate and smile innocently. &lsquo;Sorry, mistresses, the food was awful-&rsquo;

*SMACK!*

I squeal and jump ten feet into the air as one orc spanks my ass, landing in her arms.

&lsquo;Arrogant little bitch, we'll have to put him in his place!&rsquo;

I gulp as the orc who spanked me grabs my arm and drags me into their Punishment Room, tapping her toy against my butt while the rest of them begin masturbating or smacking their plastic dongs against their palms, their faces a mass of identical evil/lustful grins.