Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-30895326-20170131052050/@comment-26948101-20170217081701

There's three of them versus one of me- not neccesarily favorable odds, but I do have the element of surprise on my side.

"Oooh!" one of them gleefully squeals. "The honey may be ruined, but I bet we could get top price for her at the Dark Elf village..."

At the mention of Dark Elves, their captive began to struggle with renwed vigor

"Enjoying the show, handsome?" a voice behind me asks as I feel something jab into the small of my back. Arms raised, I cautiously turn around and see a fourth voluptuous orc with her spear trained on me.

Before I know it, I'm roughly shoved into the clearing with the other orcs, the spilled merchandise and the captive Elf.

As one of the orcs is tying my hands together behind my back, I shoot the elf a look that's basically asking her to play along.

"Please....." I plead. "Do what you want with me, but let my little sister go." I nod towards the captive elf.

"Your sister?" the lead orc asks skeptically.

"Half sister..."

The lead orc looks to her elfin captive for confirmation and is greeted with a silent nod. I figured this would give the elf her freedom while I could buy some time to think of a way out of this situation for myself

"What should we do....?" one of the other orcs contemplates.

There's nothing but a tense silence in the clearing as the other orcs await for an answer from their leader.

Finally, after an agonizing wait, the plump, brunette orc girl speaks up.

"It would be cruel to split up siblings like this...." she muses. "So....let's keep BOTH​ of them..."

Before I can say a word, two of the orcs manage to slip a steel collar around my neck- I turn and see that the Elf girl isn't faring any better. The orc holding the chain attached to my collar proceeds to drag me over to a flat, rocky outcropping where she pushed me down onto my back before straddling me and tearing off my clothes.

"Mmm....hmm hmm...." she chuckles sensually as she leans in. "I've been a dirty girl- better start cleaning me up, humie." she taunts, pressing her honey-slicked bosom into my face.

Damn it....this wasn't the brilliant plan I had in mind when I first encountered this spectacle. My tongue manages to find her right breast as she removes her top. As I take in the sight of the pushy orc disrobing, I eagerly start lapping up at the honey still smeared across her chest and tummy. I've been erect for almost as long as I've been captured, but that was something I could blame on fear...at least at first. But now, with my pleasantly plump bandit captor guiding my head, I'm desperately trying to fight my ongoing state of arousal.

Looking away, I see two more orcs- one of them has resumed getting the elf to sensually lick honey off of her fingers while the other was blowing in the elf's sharp ear and undoing the flaxen-haired captive's top.

Nope...that's not making me any less arounsed. Arching my back, I redouble my efforts to clean up any trace of honey from my orc abductor using just my tongue, getting as far as her belly before eliciting a squeal of delight from her by sliding my tongue in and out of her belly button.

Oh Chief Goddess....I'm not sure how much more of this I can take.

I'm releived, but only for a moment as a second honey-drenched orc nearly shoves the first one away.

"My turn! Do me!! I'm next...." she excitedly gibbers as she climbs on top of me, grabbing the chain attached to the collar and pulling my face into her chest as she continues to disrobe.

A glance over at the elf shows me that her top is completely off with the lead ogre's hands roaming over her breasts while panting and letting out quiet moans as one of her captors is now daubing honey on her exposed breasts and taut belly.....the unbelivably sensual image causing me to thrash and whimper as I press my face into the second orc's exposed, heaving bosom.

I seem to lose all track of time as the two orcs pinning me against the rock take turns kissing me and dribbling some of the honey onto my body and licking it off. The Honeybee honey seems to be making me hot and excited all over and it's having a similar effect on the elf from all appearences. The orcs, while appearing outwardly simple and brutish are still savvy enough to deny either myself or the blonde elf any sort of release.

Before I know it, the sun is hanging low in the sky- it will be dark fairly soon. However, instead of letting us go, the elf and I are stripped and tied off into a coffle before being forcibly marched back to the Orc's village. Walking behind the now-completely naked elf, I'm treated to a fine view of her pale and pert ass as it occasionally recieves a lash from one of our orc captors, prodding her to move along. I wasn't spared the whip, either....although it seemed to be augmented by the occasional pinch, slap or rub from one of the orcs. Any attempt to protest on my part is muffled, since the Orc leader thought it would be a good idea to stuff the elf's honey-soaked panties into my mouth to prevent any insubordination on my part.

Once at the Orc village, I'm bound to a pillar in the middle of the village. They take the elf so that she's facing me and bind her wrists together on the other side of the pillar so that from a distance, it looks as though she's hugging me. They then take a short length of chain and attach it to our respective collars so that our faces are a few inches apart, maximum. For perhaps the first time, I see how much the blonde elf is still under the influence of the nectar and honey as her cheeks are crimson, her eyes are heavy lidded and she is panting and absently rubbing herself up against me....

The four orcs who marched us back look satisfied with their handiwork, taking turns squeezing, prodding and pinching us.

"I still say we can get top price for them at that Dark Elf village...." one of them said.

"You're probably right...." the leader said as she ran her hand over my chest before quickly turning her attention to the elf and running her hand down her hip. The elf grew a little more active at the mention of 'Dark Elf', but was still a panting, exhausted, incoherent mess.

"We'll have a few days to think about it before their slave market....." she continued. "In the meantime, I think we can use them as our own personal bed-warmers after dinner tonight...."