The orcs cheered for Boregut's victory; no doubt they would have cheered for Kurg had he prevailed. In the confines of the tomb, their bellows reverberated into a fearsome roar.
Anna remained crouched by the stone casket. Adrenaline filled her blood and lust filled her loins. She was in awe of the pure primal power on display. She wanted Boregut to take her, but she had her misgivings. How could she stoop to be with such a beastly creature?
Boregut ceased his bellows and silenced the orcs.
The quiet caught Anna off guard.
"Is the Lady Anna hurt?" Boregut approached Anna, looking for any sign injury.
"No, Captain, I'm fine." Anna stood, readjusting her bra, trying to maintain what little dignity she could. "Captain, is everything resolved?" She indicated the gathered orcs with a glance. They were examining her body; none had ever seen her in such a state of undress.
Boregut laughed. "Yes, I killed the challenger. I thought you understood?"
She did. She was trying to buy more time. Time for what though? A last-minute escape? Even if that was possible, it's not what she wanted.
Boregut undid the laces of his jerkin trousers and presented his erection.
"Maybe we should return to the camp? Get you bandaged up?" She stepped back, the sweat on her bare feet mixing with the grime of the floor.
"Ha! Nonsense. There is only one thing I need now."
His cock was hovering there, waiting for her warm mouth, now emanating the smell of fresh battle-sweat. Was her lust clouding her judgement? Perhaps she could say it was an academic exercise, an experiment.
"What do I do?"
"The Lady Anna knows what to do." Boregut placed a hand on the top of her head and guided her down to her knees.
With his cock in her face, her lust was rising. It was easy to get back into it, licking him, moistening the tip and shaft. Using her hands she massaged his balls. The orcs and Kurg had interrupted her before, but now she was free to explore to her heart's delight.
Boregut let out a groan and tilted his head back. Anna wasn't sure what to do next. What does an orc war chief expect?
The crowd of orcs were grunting. Out of the corner of her eye she could see some pleasuring themselves. A wave of self-consciousness came over her.
"What about the others?"
"Do not worry, Lady Anna, I am their chief."
"But--"
"Do not worry." Boregut grabbed the back of her head and pushed his cock into her mouth, resting his tip on her tongue.
She wasn't a virgin, but she was inexperienced--she had never given a blowjob before, but it seemed simple enough. She went to work. Trying to go deeper, she sputtered and gagged. She would just focus on the tip.
"Would any here dare challenge me?" Boregut pointed to the ruined corpse of Kurg. Each orc backed away a step or two.
Boregut took her more forcefully, no longer content to let her gingerly experiment. He pushed to the back of her mouth.