As Gregory was considering taking Algra somewhere private and administering a vigorous pounding to her juicy pussy Rudd and the defeated orc sidled up to them. The orc seemed understandably depressed, his eyes lowered to the ground as he spoke. Rudd quickly tranted.


    “You have all that is mine.” The emissary spoke in a cheerful tone that did not match the one he was tranting.


    The human ves looked at him curiously, a few of the other tents beside Jte’s had opened to reveal the gorgeous bodies of several other scantily d females. It urred to him that he could take everything from the defeated merchant. Upon seeing the bare flesh inside those tents it might have even been tempting if he didn’t have a very warm willing female already pressed up against him.


    “I’ll just take Jte, ok? I might be backter though. Until then live well and be happy.” Gregory told the orc as Rudd tranted.Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.


    The merchant listened and seemed to be waiting until the end of Rudd’s words as if awaiting the imminent terrible news. When none came except the loss of Jte the beaten orc reached out to grab Gregory’s hand and hefted it up and down. Gregory thought that perhaps the orc might have seen humans shake hands once and have surmised in a very orcish way that the greater you shake the hand the more grateful you are. As a result it was a miracle Gregory’s shoulder stayed in the socket. The merchant happily turned, walked toward Jte, shoved her rudely toward Gregory and then disappeared inside one of the other tents with the audible noise of giggling females apanying his departure shortly thereafter.


    “Well he seems happy.” Gregory chuckled at the abrupt behaviour.


    “Orcs don’t tend to abuse each other after a challenge but it isn’t umon for an orc who is victorious over a merchant to take a lot of his stock. As you can imagine orc trading can get very colourful. Anyway, I’ll be off. Give me a shout if you need me.” Rudd exined before waving goodbye to Gregory since Algra had a certain look in her eye and he knew better to get between an orc female in heat and her chosen mate.


    “Greg! Just what the hell is going on here? When did you turn into Bruce Lee? What’s this you’ve obviously been fucking?” Jte’s voice cut through the air like a knife.


    Referring to Algra as ‘this’ was, as it turned out, one of the bigger mistakes of Jte’s life. As the girl’s hand lifted to gesture at the female orc it was quickly caught and swung painfully up behind her back.


    “Ow! Ok, ok I’m sorree! Lemme go! Greg! Help!” Jte whined like a pained kitten.


    Greg had been genuinely surprised by Algra’s movements but in Jte’s efforts to ease the pain of her twisted arm she had thrust her breasts out leaving him to watch as they strained against the confines of her bra. Watching the emerald skinned shapely orc in her little leather top and short skirt pressed up to the fiery haired slender eighteen year old sure as hell made him wish he had a camera more than his conscience wasfortable with.


    “Let her go, Algra.” He intervened.


    The green beauty did as he asked leaving Jte to tug away her arm and rub her shoulder where it had nearly been ripped apart. She shot Algra a very dirty look but didn’t say anything more.


    “Hey,” Gregory turned to look at one of the humans. “can you understand me?”


    The balding man he had addressed had been stoking a cooking fire and looked at Gregory with surprise. Clearly he wasn’t used to being spoken to by someone so apparently prestigious. After a moment his shock passed and he nodded that he did indeedprehend the young man’s words.


    “When hees back could you tell the merchant I’ve borrowed the tent Jte was in? I’ll be spending the night there.” Gregory said.


    “Of course master.” The man gave him a deep nod that was almost a bow in respect. “Would you like food and water for the night?”


    Apparently since this was one of the merchant’s ves he now belonged to Gregory too. Lifting his hand, Gregory idly rubbed his chin. He was getting very tired of being called ‘master’ everywhere he went. Well, unless it was Algra of course but that was entirely for kinky reasons.


    “Yes please. Could you bring it to us when it’s ready?” Gregory’s tone was clearly something the ve wasn’t used to. Orcs weren’t cruel to their servants but neither were they overly polite either.


    The man nodded and then bowed outright to Gregory who took a deep breath and walked over to the tent. He was followed by Algra and then a few momentster by Jte who didn’t know where else to go.


    The moment Gregory and Algra had slipped inside they were quickly wrapped in each other’s arms and fiercely locking lips with such intensity that it left Jte stunned as she followed them inside. Here was the boy she had known throughout high school falling to the pillows at her feet and rolling carelessly atop a very scantily d creature with the body of a fitness model. Speechless, she watched as Gregory peeled the few straps of fur from the orc woman’s breasts and tugged the garment over her head leaving her topless. Jte’s eyes widened as she saw the smooth wless round tits bounce into view. The emerald colour of Algra’s skin darkened at the thick pebbled peaks of her breasts and Jte felt a very disturbing twinge travel along her body as Jamie took one of those little nubs between his lips.


    “Greg! What the hell is this!? Fuck, I am so telling everyone about you.” The redhead propped her hands on her hips and tried to look imposing whilst standing there in her underwear.


    “Jte,” Gregory lifted his head from Algra’s breast gaining a small growl of protest from the orc as he turned to look at the other human in the tent. “I really couldn’t give a shit what you say. Still, when we get back if you want to tell everyone that we got sent to a parallel fantasy universe and I had sex with an unbelievably gorgeous orc in front of you then go ahead. Just make sure you film their reaction and send it to me.”