Grapple is joined!
Grapple: Boss wins.
Cattelya is put into a submission hold. Just gonna do next round too.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Pleasure: 4 + 4 + 10 + 2 - 10 = 10 PP
Damage: 3 damage.
Going for a low tackle, Cattelya slammed into Boss and simply... Stopped, as if she had hit a solid wall, and the orc bent down and grabbed her waist, lifting her up. Were this a more violent contest, he might have dropped her on her head or dropped and smashed her back against the ground, but Boss kept his word and was relatively gently in manhandling her onto her back on the ground.
Cattelya found her legs pinned against her shoulders, the huge orcish member rubbing against her petals, and Boss leaning down at her with a grin. Her hips raised into the air, she felt him running his shaft in between her petals, and after a moment the grinning orc sealed his lips over the tip of one of her heaving breasts. She felt him suck, his tongue flicking against the sensitive nub, and a moment after that utter satisfaction joined the pleasure as she began to release her milk, which he greedily drank down in whatever quantities she released.
Grunting as the huge orc would refuse to budge, Cattleya soon found herself placed on her back, her legs resting on her shoulders with the orc's dick brushing up against her shoulders. She would shudder as she would feel the combined pleasure of the contact to her petals and the orc beginning to suckle one of her impressive bosoms. But she would immediately clear her head and try to capitalize on this, putting all of her strength and effort in an attempt to work her pussy over the orcs dick before clamping down on it, attempting to turn in into a battle of pleasure as quick as she could and hopefully get an early lead on the boss.
((Grapple escape attempt, and if possible use Lead From Bottle or Self Control.))
Grapple: Boss wins.
Foreplay to each other.
Pleasure (Cat) : 1 + 3 + 10 + 2 - 10 = 6 PP
Damage: 3 damage.
Pleasure (Boss) : 1 + 5 + 1 + 12 - 15 = 4 PP
Damage: 2 damage. Her milk replaces it without having to roll.
Just gonna do that for a few rounds I suppose.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Foreplay to each other.
Pleasure (Cat) : 2 + 2 + 10 + 2 - 10 = 6 PP
Damage: 2 damage.
Pleasure (Boss) : 1 + 6 + 2 + 12 - 15 = 6 PP
Damage: 3 damage. Her milk replaces it without having to roll.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Foreplay to each other.
Pleasure (Cat) : 1 + 4 + 10 + 2 - 10 = 7 PP
Damage: 2 damage.
Pleasure (Boss) : 1 + 4 + 2 + 12 - 15 = 4 PP
Damage: 2 damage. Her milk replaces it without having to roll.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Foreplay to each other.
Pleasure (Cat) : 2 + 3 + 10 + 2 - 10 = 7 PP
Damage: 1 damage.
Pleasure (Boss) : 3 + 2 + 1 + 12 - 15 = 3 PP
Damage: 3 damage. Her milk replaces it without having to roll.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Foreplay to each other.
Pleasure (Cat) : 2 + 4 + 10 + 2 - 10 = 8 PP
Damage: 1 damage.
Pleasure (Boss) : 1 + 1 + 2 + 12 - 15 = 1 PP
Damage: 3 damage. Her milk replaces it without having to roll.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Foreplay to each other.
Pleasure (Cat) : 2 + 2 + 10 + 2 - 10 = 6 PP
Damage: 3 damage.
Pleasure (Boss) : 1 + 2 + 6 + 12 - 15 = 6 PP
Damage: 1 damage. Her milk replaces it without having to roll.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Foreplay to each other.
Pleasure (Cat) : 1 + 2 + 10 + 2 - 10 = 5 PP
Damage: 2 damage.
Pleasure (Boss) : 4 + 3 + 2 + 12 - 15 = 6 PP
Damage: 2 damage. Her milk replaces it without having to roll.
Foreplay over, Boss goes for the penetration.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Pleasure (Cat) : 7 + 6 + 13 + 4 + 12 + 2 - 10 = 34 PP
Damage: 1
Resistance: Success.
Pleasure (Boss) : 8 + 6 + 10 + 16 - 15 = 25 PP
Damage: 2, but still ignored cuz still suckin on dem titties.
Resistance: Success.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Pleasure (Cat) : 3 + 1 + 13 + 4 + 12 + 2 - 10 + 10 = 35 PP
Damage: 1
Resistance: Failure, Cattelya orgasms.
Pleasure (Boss) : 2 + 4 + 10 + 16 - 15 + 10 = 37 PP
Damage: 1, but still ignored cuz still suckin on dem titties.
Resistance: Success.
Pinned beneath the much stronger orc, Cattelya's only available option was to grind back into Boss's thrusts, rubbing the underside of his shaft even as he ground it into her petals. Even so, it certainly wasn't a useless effort, her eagerness and the touch of her petals against his rod as it slid back and forth between them producing noticeable grunts from the burly orc. The pleasure that it inflicted was difficult, even impossible for Cattelya to ignore, however, and as the pair grinded against one another her excitement forced Cattelya's petals to dampen and a knot of eager excitement to begin forming in the pit of her stomach. Her opponent's lips on the tip of her breasts produced even more potent sensations, however, and the streams of milk that he coaxed from her seemed to spur his already impressive stamina.
Her nourishing fluid's restorative properties, prompted by the mutations her body had undergone because of her rape by the captive alien tentacle monster, left the orc more than able to keep his stamina as he teased Cattelya towards readiness to take his immense rod. Having it sucked from her proved a sensation providing incredible visceral satisfaction, even moreso now than when the tentacle beast had fed from her, and Boss proved quite able to willing to keep drinking from her. His lips held a tight clamp as he sucked in steady gulps, coaxing steady streams of milk to flow onto his tongue as it bombarded her sensitive nipple with flicks and licks.
Cattelya found herself completely outmatched in terms of strength, her every effort to escape her position denied by the orc's incredible strength and apparent deftness at manhandling her. He seemed to anticipate her every action, every attempt at using what little leverage she could gain in her compromised position, and that left her trapped with her hips raised and her breasts forced to slump against her chest as they were stuck between her pinned legs, her sex completely unprotected and open to the orc's steady frottage. The dry humping soon turned to the wet version, their genitals sliding against one another without quite touching in the proper way, but the farther along they went the greater the urge to get on to the real deal became. Excitement built and built in her, in tandem with that of her partner, but he didn't splatter his seed over her stomach like one of the lesser men might have.
Boss measured his stamina perfectly, augmenting it by drinking of Cattelya's milk, and with two intense sources of stimulation, one of which only became more potent when he began to hit her clitoris as it peaked out of its protective hood, Cattelya found herself getting dangerously close. It quickly became clear that neither would buckle from just teasing, however, and after a while Boss grinned and shifted. He pulled away at first, lightening his weight, and the part of her that was still up for a fight saw an opportunity... But when she went for it his grip was like iron again, and he pinned her back in place, released her breast to grin at her, and lined up the head of his massive tool with her moist entrance. He nudged her outer petals a few times as he moved over, clamping his lips over her other breast to drain it as he had the first, but then suddenly pushed his hips down.
Inch after inch spread her inner walls, testing her limits like never before, but he gave no mercy besides being slow and gentle at first. The pleasure was explosive, the sheer satisfaction of being so completely filled by a big, hard cock making her whole frame quake as the physical sensations rocked through her, and even if there was a degree of discomfort from his immense size that was a very small thing compared to the pleasure. Boss was big, easily her biggest partner even compared to the tentacle beast, and sported almost twice the size of her husband Owen's manhood. Whether she wished to admit it or not, the orcish bandit above her was the superior male specimen between the two, at least in any physical aspect, and once he began to move that fact became simply impossible to ignore.
Cattelya's frame shook as he reared back, leaving her agonizingly empty, and then slowly pushed back in, still letting her adjust. The discomfort was halved by the end of the second thrust, barely noticeable after the third, and gone by the fourth, leaving Cattelya with no ground to hold where ignoring the sensations came from. He built up his pace at a perfectly steady rate, but where she might have expected a simple rut she found her opponent rocking at angles that first searched for her sweet spots and, upon locating them, hit them in such a way that her muscles began to clench without any direction from her brain to do so. Rolling thrusts that just barely produced a soft clap, his precum staining the entrance to her womb at the end of each, sent surges of pure bliss the likes of which she had never felt before blasting through her.
Owen could never have managed this. While she might have acquired some advanced sexual skills from somewhere, enough to let her compete with the orc above her, Cattelya's husband had never been able to respond on the same level. He had been decent, to be sure, but even his most impassioned ruts couldn't have compared to Boss when he was thrusting in a fairly gentle manner, the orc's efforts more physically satisfying than those of her husband could ever hope to be, and every second of feeling the orcish rod moving inside of her only incensed that fact further, driving it home with terrible finality as she the knot in her belly threatening to unwind after only a couple of minutes.
Cattelya had to fight to keep from cumming, and from the way he was throbbing and grunting against her breast Boss was fighting the same battle, his natural urge to spill his seed matched only by Cattelya's to feel him do it inside of her. But would she really want him to? Her quaking body certainly did, all strength to fight stolen from her just from being stretched by the man's massive tool, but her traitorous body would only do the thinking for her if she let it. Unfortunately, however, she had few options at this point, all of her struggles for naught against her opponent's superior strength. Only her endurance could win her her freedom now, but it was being tested more and more as Boss began to piston into her with ever increasing passionate intensity.
Ultimately, however, her will proved insufficient. The sensation of being filled with thick, orcish cock was too viscerally satisfying for her to ignore forever, and ultimately her resistance broke down before it. An intense orgasm that sent spasms rolling throughout the entirety of her body and pure ecstasy exploding behind her eyes, better than any she'd felt from any other partner and weakened only because, perhaps to her surprise, she was alone in her bliss and didn't receive a filling from the orc's pulsating rod. No matter how hard her pussy massaged it, squeezed it, spasmed around it in an effort to milk his warm cream into her, Cattelya didn't receive the orc's semen just then, and as her orgasm ultimately came to an end several satisfying moments later she felt him slide back and out. Only the head of his shaft remained inside of her, and he was panting heavily while his rod pulsed like it was going to explode at any second, though Boss seemed intent on regaining some of his stamina before he continued. If Cattelya could somehow get him off now, she could tie things up... But the only way she could do that now would be with her sex, and in this position there would be no opportunity to force him out in time should he cum, the orc surely to bury himself to the hilt if he did reach his peak.
Cattleya cursed the foul tentacle beast that had left her with her leaking nipples inwardly as she felt the restorative liquids flowing into her foe and not her, completely negating any minor damage she may have been inflicting on the orc. On top of all of that, she was also beginning to get quite horny as her pussy ground against the orcs mighty shaft. Also to her dismay, he seemed much more durable than the two men she had raped to a stupor earlier. He seemed to pace himself steadily enough to keep from cumming until he decided to. After a while she would seem to have an opportunity to tip the scales but the orcs strength was simply too much beyond her own and he would clamp down before slowing driving his thick club deep into her core, filling her like she had never been filled before.
The orcs girth and length proved to be a sensation she was not and could not have possibly ever been ready for as it drew out a long slutty guttural throaty "HOOOOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOH!" from her core, the cry of pleasure filling and reverberating all throughout the dungeon. The combined of sounds of her moaning and the wet smacks of the pair's sex repeated echoing throughout the chamber as the orc pounded into her slowly and gently to begin. The Boss may have been endowed to an unbelievable extent, and just from the current predicament a much better fuck than her own husband, Cattleya would never say it the orcs face, not in her own words. Regardless of what her treacherous body and loins might say, her mind would never confirm or make it known unless completely broken.
Finally though, the orcs stamina and size proved to be too much for her pussy to take, bringing back her first mind blowing, body racking, tsunami like orgasm that left her to cry out loud enough to be hears through out the entire area, ringing in the ears of those within a few hundred feet's radius. However most frustratingly and maddening, her opponent had not came yet, and it drove her mad; both in a sexual frustration and her refusal to lose. She was determined to take his seed and to at least hopefully tie up the competition. She would put every bit of her strength and effort into trying to latch onto and roll up on the boss and would force her vaginal walls to clamp like a vice around the orcs cock and squeeze it like a python with it's prey. A warm, slick, tight, pulsating, pleasurable death trap for dick.
Grapple: Boss wins.
Pleasure (Cat) : 7 + 5 + 13 + 4 + 12 + 2 - 10 + 10 = 43 PP
Damage: 1
Pleasure (Boss) : 5 + 8 + 9 + 16 - 15 = 23 PP
Damage: 2, but still ignored cuz still suckin on dem titties.
Resistance: Success.
Things not looking good.
Grapple: Boss wins. He uses Rhythm, inflicting an additional 15 PP but taking an additional 10.
Pleasure (Cat) : 7 + 8 + 13 + 4 + 12 + 2 - 10 + 10 + 15 = 61 PP
Damage: 2 x 2 = 4.
Resistance: Failure, Cattelya orgasms.
Pleasure (Boss) : 2 + 10 + 2 + 16 - 15 + 10 = 25 PP
Damage: 2.
Resistance: Failure, but it's too late.
With Cattelya's orgasmic howls still echoing through the caverns, Boss began to pick up the pace of his thrusts suddenly, sending wet claps echoing down the halls to join her cries. Her efforts to struggle for control were as pointless now as they'd been the whole contest, her opponent's strength and ability to handle himself in a grapple simply and clearly superior to her own, but whatever frustration that might inspire was soon buried in pure pleasure as the powerful orc's immense rod pistoned in and out of her sex. She could feel it pulsating, going from hard as stone to a bar of iron inside of her, but despite her deliberate clenching of her inner walls in an effort to draw out his seed into her furry muff he still did not cum.
Faster and harder he plowed her depths, until her whole body was jiggling wildly, and after a moment he released her breast and began to pant heavily. Her own returning stamina had been worn away incredibly quickly, however, another knot of pleasure forming and threatening to rip itself apart in an even more explosively powerful climax unless she suppressed it. Cattelya would see defeat coming, feel the orgasm welling in her belly, feel her efforts to at least tie the score before Boss could make her cum again failing.... And then suddenly the orc's pace doubled.
It wasn't simply going faster and harder, however, for such would have involved a natural inability to maintain the pleasing angles that had left her limbs quaking. The retired warrior's tight pussy was getting hit in the same sweet spots as before by the vigorous bandit leader, but now she was taking it more than twice a second and her body simply couldn't take it. Her will held for a second, then another, but then cracked, crumbled, and ultimately failed before the orc's impossibly rapid thrusting, not only giving her the strongest orgasm of her life for a second time in a row, pure blissful satisfaction making the blow of her utter defeat much softer, but giving her a fucking that she would surely remember for years to come. It was impossibly pleasurable, so intense that she could hardly think, let alone try to resist.
The only thing that made her peak stronger was that, midway through it, Cattelya felt his load erupt into her unprotected depths. Even had she not been pinned, her orgasm likely would have kept her from pulling out, and so she was subjected to his seed bombarding her cervix, her inner gateway proving little hindrance as the potent orcish seed blasted directly into her womb. The feel of that glorious heat rushing into her only intensified her peak, and though he began to extend his deeper plunges in an effort to ensure that she was as filled as possible with his seed his powerful thrusts continued throughout her orgasm and for several moments after. His balls proved able and willing to provide the kind of volume that she would have expected of one so well endowed as well, his thick baby batter filling her utterly with such quantity that it began to ooze out around his pulsating shaft.
Cattelya was left at once utterly satisfied and needing more by Boss' efforts, and after he ended his thrusts he gave one last plunge, letting her feel that gratifying fullness for a few moments before slowly pulling out. His immense rod popped free of her sex, leaving her gaping slightly and allowing a flood of semen to begin pouring out of her stretched cunny. Panting heavily, Boss gradually eased his hold on her, shifting back to a kneeling position and letting going of her legs, grinning down at her triumphantly.
The boss's massive tool proved to be far more of a formidable foe than she could have possibly anticipated as the immense warted thick member continued plowing into her center, the thick club of meat causing her entire body to shake wildly. She would feel the all too familiar knot of pleasure beginning to form in her gut and she would curse her body for betraying her heart and mind.
She would fight back the pleasure as hard as she could, fighting to retain her mind and sanity even as wave after wave of pleasure would bombard her body and mind, crashing down on her like a relentless merciless tsunami. Sadly the rapid and precise thrusts would be too much for her to take as the knot in her gut would become a maddening and all consuming need and desire for release and cum. Her will would sadly not hold for very long as the onslaught of pleasure the boss had assaulted her and her senses with would prove too great as she would feel a second wave of pleasure completely ahnniliating her mind and body, even as a torrent of hot, sticky, ropey, seed would flood into her womb; overflowing out over the Boss's shaft.
As the boss would pull his meaty and mighty club out of her folds, a fountain of excess spunk spilling out of pussy, Cattleya would lie there motionless for several long moments. Though if the boss would look closely in her eyes he would see he had not extinguished her fiery spirit or will to be reunited with her family completely. He had simply won THIS round. Internally she would swear to best the orc, even if she would discard her previous ideals and rely on Sara and deciet. For the time being however, she would simply get back up on her haunches before eyeing the boss and nodding solemnly, "Very well. I have lost fair and square and I am a woman of my word. I'll submit to your "training". But know this, I will sooner or later overcome you. I swear it. If not this week, or the next or the one after; I will defeat you. No matter how many times it takes."
"We will see," Boss said simply, grinning victoriously at Cattelya as she sat up. His huge length was still firm, and covered in her juices and the seed that was still running out of her used cunny. Her honey was thicker on him than she had ever seen on her husband, a fact only reaffirmed when she found his thick green rod aimed at her face. "Clean me up."
Cattleya would nod solemnly before replying in a small humble voice, "Yes... Boss..." before crawling over to the boss and gingerly taking hold of his massive member and begin dragging her tongue gently up and down each side of his large blazing rod. When she would come to his large bulbous purple head, she would give it a few tentacle licks across its slit before taking it into her mouth and suckling it gently. She would then go down to his large bouncing ball sacs and begin to fondle and suckle on them. She would alternate between the left and right and testicle and change up the treatment, before licking up both balls good and eventually making her tongues way down to his prostate where she would probe it gently with both her tongue and fingers. She would eventually make her way back to his cock, and begin slowly deep throating the massive meat club, taking as much of the shaft in her as she could. She would bob up and down on the titanic prick slowly at first, before going all the way down on the member and holding her head down there for as long she could before the need for air would become too great, sucking his dick like a black hole. Once she came up and would get air, she would begin using her massive tits and her long silky hair to please him. She would squash the large member in her collosal pleasure sacs rubbing them up and down his dick, occasionally sucking on the head when it would peek out from between her tits. She would continue to please the Boss this for several minutes trying to drain him as she would lather him with pleasure.
Watching her service with a knowing grin, Boss let Cattelya go through her various tactics on his manhood with relative dispassion otherwise. She did pick up on some things as she worked at least, Boss seeming to enjoy it most when he was either deep in her throat or squeezed between her breasts, and seemed to dislike it when she played with his ass though he seemed fairly familiar with it. He would stop her entirely before she made him cum, however, declaring; "That's enough... Not bad, but not the best I've had. Still, for a human, particularly one at your age.... Well, hopefully you'll get back into shape now that you have a real partner. Until then, though... No more feeding unless I give you permission."
Cattleya would merely snort derisively at the Boss's comment, "My age!?" "Back into Shape!? When was I ever out OUT OF SHAPE!? Granted I hadn't been adventuring since Lana was born, but I bet I could fuck every single one of his so called "men" into a coma that'll last for at least a week! I'll show them. This "training" will break his pathetic lackies, NOT ME! she would think to herself before trying to look humble and asking the Boss if she could get a drink of water before doing so and coming back to sit on her knees in front of him looking expectantly and asking what would be next.
"Sure, the spring's water should have refreshed from bathing by this point," Boss replied to her request to get some water. He gestured over to a corner, where some primitive dishes were cluttered about, and when she was sated and sitting meakly before him again Boss grinned at her.
"Well, first..." he began, shifting forward and causing his immense, still erect rod to rest against Cattelya's breasts, "you can finish what you started with that cleaning, and since you're being so cooperative I'll let you choose how. You won't ever be wasting any of my cum though, so it'll either be in your mouth... Or you can bend over, and I can give it to you where you really want it."
"Yes, Boss." Cattleya said as meekly as her pride would allow her to before sandwiching the boss's mighty cock in between her massive mammaries, and enveloping his head in her warm wet mouth as it would pop out from between her breasts. She would suckle on the large bulbous purple head for several minutes before licking at the slit playfully and returning to massaging the shaft in her bosoms once more. She would continue this process for several minutes before removing his girth from her tits and licking up and down the huge member for a few seconds, stopping at the head and balls for a few moments every time she arrived at them. After repeating this process for a few times she would begin to deep throat the orc to the best of her ability, taking as much of the Boss's club down her wind pipe as her body would allow her, leaving it there for several moments, swirling her tongue around the girth and sucking the meat like a fucking wind tunnel. She would bob up and down the length at a slow pace and only coming up whenever the need for air became overwhelming and forcing her to breathe before resuming her previous motions. After several minutes of this treatment she would bend over and proceed to hot dug the orcs mighty length for several minutes before teasing the orcs dick her pucker and pussy squeezing on it for a short moment before pulling it out. This motion would repeat for a few more times, before she would lie flat on her back and pull her thick legs up over her head spread open for the Orc, inviting him to finish it off.
Boss grunted and groaned regularly as Cattelya, as submissive as she could be, set about worshiping his thick rod as commanded. He was hard and thick, so much so that she could barely fit her lips around his fat tip, the whole rod fitting perfectly between her huge breasts where most men - including her husband - would have vanished completely. His potent seed oozed from the tip constantly, the pungent taste making her lightheaded and horny whenever her mouth was concentrated on the head, and when she started deep throating him he let out a surprised grunt and shot a small squirt of cum down her throat. "Nnnn, damn... Not bad... For a human!"
Even with her practiced skills, however, Cattelya could only manage about two thirds of Boss' cock at first, the immense rod plugging her throat and causing it to bulge out as she bobbed onto it. As good as she was, however, Cattelya would have to turn and present herself before making the orcish warrior pop. He grinned knowingly and stepped up, pressing his tip to her oozing cunny immediately, but she shifted to rub the thick rod between her rotund ass cheeks first. He grunted and aimed again after a few moments only to be denied again, and then grinned knowingly and let her tease him, first with her cheeks and then with both of her holes. He almost thrust forward when she offered him her pussy, a slight nudge driving him a little deeper into her.
Ultimately, however, she laid back down on her back, and Cattelya's offer didn't go untaken for more than a few seconds. "I knew you wouldn't want it anywhere else," he grunted as he climbed on top of her, rubbing his tip against her labia for a moment before pushing himself into her. Even after the stretching of their first mating and how flushed her voluptuous frame was with arousal, he had to be gentle at first, slowly inching his way into her until finally his tip pressed against her cervix. Even then he had to take a few thrusts before he could properly hilt her, and then he had to build his pace.
Despite her teasing, Boss had every intention it seemed to make her enjoy their mating, and being so incredibly full certainly flooded Cattelya's frame with raw pleasure. Every time he bottomed out into her the stimulation was indescribably powerful, near orgasmic in its own right, and though he was already throbbing within her Boss pumped into the defeated warrior at a measured pace that didn't let him spill his seed into her again yet despite her most insistent efforts at milking him. His pace built and built and built, making the knot of pressure in her belly grow taut, and when it seemed to just be testing her will Boss suddenly unleashed himself, hammering wildly into her pussy and driving Cattelya into a quaking orgasm just as he blew his first burst into her depths, potent cum splattering against her cervix which drew the sperm rich liquid directly into her womb, flooding her all over again and filling her with undeniable satisfaction.
Boss continued to make shallow pumps into her as he came, delivering much of his nut deep inside of her, and when it was over he remained suspended over her, breathing deeply. then he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth, tongue exploring Cattelya's mouth for several moments before he pulled out and away. "Nnnff... Good... Nnn... A lot of women can't handle all of me," he commented wryly, eyeing her with a sordid grin.
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