I've tried to make this chapter longer. Compared to most stories on this site, my chapters are embarrassingly short. Hopefully I'll be able to change that.
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In the morning I woke up when the floor hit me hard in the face. Shaking my head to shake off my drowsiness, I realized that I had fallen out of the bed. More specifically, been pushed.
"You better adjust quickly, slave," Bologal said. I looked up to see her already out of bed and dressed.
"This is the second time I have to wake you up instead of waking up with you already awake and ready to please," she continued.
I massaged my head and looked up at my mistress.
"Aren't you... affected by last night?" I mumbled.
Bologal shook her head and grunted. "Of course not. This orc is too strong to be damaged by mead. I had to drink almost a whole barrel only to get that drunk last night."
I was really referring to the fact that I slept in her bed. But I knew that a vague question like that would give me the answer I needed. And it did; she didn't seem to think it was a big deal. Then maybe she would let me do it again. Sleeping without the chain would be a huge step in the right direction.
Bologal grabbed me by the neck to make me stand up.
"Come, slave," she said and put the collar back around my neck. "We got lots of things to do today."
"I'm... I'm coming with you?" I asked.
"Yes. Having you here in the cave to fuck wasn't a good idea. Instead I'll have you close so I can use you whenever I want to, not just when I got time to spare."
I didn't know how to feel about this. On one hand it was nice to have some variation and not be stuck in the same room, and I had already come to the conclusion that escaping from here was pointless. Maybe I would have a better chance to escape if I was somewhere else.
But on the other hand, this meant more sex. I didn't like the thought of that. But what choice did I have?
I nodded obediently and followed her as she pulled the chain to make me walk faster.
We walked through the tunnel until we emerged in the main hall where some drowsy bandits were having breakfast, eating food that seemed to have been left there since yesterday. Most of it was large pieces of roasted meat, bottles of mead or loafs of bread. Not a fruit or vegetable in sight.
They'll all probably get scurvy if this is what they eat all the time
, I thought. Not that it mattered to me. Managing to escape because all my captors had gotten a severe case of scurvy might not make for a thrilling story, but it would still be a dream come true.
Bologal sat down at the end of one of the long tables, picking up a chicken leg that she then began tearing the meat from with her large teeth. I sat down next to her, reaching for a loaf of bread when she suddenly grabbed my shoulder and pushed me downwards, off the chair and under the table.
"If you want to eat, you'll have to earn it," Bologal said and pulled her loincloth aside, letting her hard cock spring free.
I looked hesitantly at the veiny rod, but knew that there was no point in waiting. Besides, I was really hungry and the sooner I got this over with the sooner I could eat.
I positioned myself in a kneeling position in front of Bologal, and then licked her cock up and down. I felt the familiar taste of her dick, as well as the hard yet smooth and somewhat rubbery texture.
I didn't feel right about doing this when the bandits were around. It had been embarrassing last time and a table made little difference. However, just like last time nobody acknowledged it. But I knew that they must be thinking about it. And that made me feel worse about what I was doing.
As my mistress ate her breakfast I stopped licking her shaft, instead swirling my tongue around the tip. I licked up her precum that came pouring out, and soon I lowered my head until her entire length disappeared into my mouth.
I held my head like that for a while, trying to squeeze her dick with my mouth. Then I slowly bobbed my head up and down, trying to suck hard enough to create a vacuum. Bologal's moans between her bites were my signals that I was pleasing my mistress.
I picked up the pace and quickly pumped my head up and down her cock while playing with her balls. I was rewarded with a loud moan. I then tried humming to cause vibration on her cock, and she showed her approval with another moan. I soon felt her dick throbbing as she prepared to cum.
"Here comes your breakfast!" Bologal said in an amused tone and fired her load down my throat.
When I was this hungry any nutrition was welcome, so I actually liked this more than usual. Getting some kind of food was very nice, and it still didn't taste that bad. Maybe even better than before.
I sucked her softening dick clean and crawled out from underneath the table. I then stood up, and Bologal handed me a steak of some kind. I accepted and cautiously sat down next to her.
I was right, this was definitely leftovers from yesterday. The meat was cold and felt weird to chew. Still, better than nothing.
I looked at the bandits sitting around the table. More had joined us since I went down on Bologal, and I took a moment to observe them all carefully.
They were all dressed in furs, leather or cloth, all in shades of black, grey and brown. A few even had some metal on them in the form of chainmails, bracers or something along those lines. Most were hardy, dirty men with messy beards and hair. But there were also some women. They too looked quite strong and unpleasant, with hard muscles and tanned skin. Most were still skinny, though. They all either had their hair tied into braids or dreadlocks, or cut short.
I listened to them chatting and laughing. They seemed to enjoy life here. I wondered if they wouldn't rather leave the mine. Sure, they were no longer prisoners and they had access to food, drink and whatnot, but didn't this place get boring after a while?
Of course, the silver that the miners dug up was probably enough to keep them around. I wondered how big their share was. If they got any. And what they used it for. Based on what I knew they had at least one dealer, but Bologal seemed to be the one doing business with him. Maybe they got to vote on what to use the silver for?
I stopped brooding about it and focused on eating. When I finished, Bologal was still eating. Seeing how she got a head start and also ate faster than me, I wondered how much she needed to eat. Someone that big obviously needed lots of food, but just how much?
Three large chunks of meat and lots of mead later she was finished. She then stood up, pulling the chain to make me do the same.
"I'm going to count the silver that the workers have dug up this week," she said and started walking. "I hate it, but I don't trust anyone enough to have them do it instead."
We left the main hall, walked through a tunnel and ended up in front of a thick wooden door. The rock just outside it had been dug out to form a small cave, and next the door was a sack full of silver.
"Looks like it was a lot this week," Bologal noted and picked up the sack. Then she unlocked the door and opened it.
Inside was a larger cave full of chunks of silver, either in sacks or lying in piles on the floor. It shimmered in the light from the dying torches on the wall that Bologal went to replace with new ones.
I was amazed that there was so much. I thought silver was much rarer. Maybe this mine was just a really good one. One thing was for sure, if I had all of this I would probably be able to quit working as a merchant and live in luxury for the rest of my life.
After lighting the new torches Bologal sat down by a large table with some kind of scale on it. She emptied the sack of silver and placed a chunk on the scale, noting how much it weighed. Then she kept doing this, looking incredibly disinterested. I didn't know what to do, so I just stood beside her and waited for her to finish her mundane task.
I had to admit, I never expected to see an orc doing something like this. Heck, based on what I had heard about orcs I thought there weren't even any that were able to read or do anything but the most basic math.
"Gods, this is boring," Bologal sighed. Then she looked at me with an unsettling grin. "If I'm going to finish this, I'll need something to make me less bored first."
I knew what that meant and offered no resistance when she pushed me against the wall and lowered me to a sitting position.
"Open up. This time I'll do all the work," she said and removed her loincloth.
I reluctantly opened my mouth, and then she leaned her hands against the wall and slowly slid her hard cock into my mouth. When my lips hit the base she slid it back out, just as slowly as she had put it in.
When only the head was left in my mouth she suddenly rammed her whole length down my throat with great force and speed. Then she slowly moved her hips back again to ram it down once more.
Every time she did this I gagged loudly, and I had a feeling that the sound was turning her on. Whenever I did it her cock throbbed in my throat and she let out an almost inaudiable "Mmm".
Now she moved back faster, soon fucking my throat at high speed. I felt my head getting slammed into the wall behind me with every thrust. I watched the green, veiny rod that took up most of my view pump back and forth, the large ballsack swinging underneath it that hit my chin every time she pushed forward, and the rock hard abs that moved away from and towards my eyes, covering my vision whenever Bologal rammed her cock down to the base.
I looked up at her, seeing her ample breasts bounce from her movements, slapping loudly against her skin. And above them, her face that was grinning down at me. Looking down at someone in this position must give a powerful feeling of dominance. I knew for sure that looking
up
at someone in this position made me feel tiny and controlled.
When her climax drew near she stopped sliding her dick almost all the way out, instead only sliding out half before pushing back in, doubling the speed of her thrusts. I watched her face as she closed her eyes and moaned, looking up towards the ceiling.
I looked down at her cock that was throbbing violently in my mouth. From this angle I could see it grow and shrink as her cum was pumped forth, and then I felt the hot substance fill my throat as Bologal rammed her dick down to the base, holding it like that while moaning loudly and pumping cum into me.
With her abs in my face I swallowed the cum being shot into my mouth in large gulps, keeping it up until finally no more would come out.
Bologal pulled out her cock and teasingly slapped it into my face while I gulped down the rest of her cum. Then she put her loincloth back on and sat down at the table again.
I sat in place, the feeling of Bologal's throbbing dick raping my throat still fresh in my memory. I didn't want to stand up, somehow worried that announcing my presence in any way would make her horny again.
She finished weighing the silver chunks and put the final one in its correct place. I didn't know what system she had, but I hadn't really been paying attention to that either.
Bologal stood up and grabbed my chain, pulling me with her out of the treasure room.
When she locked the door behind us a bandit came running. A female bandit.
"Boss, there's king-dogs outside the mine askin' for whoever's in charge!" she said once she had stopped in front of Bologal.
