7 - Chapter 5: Female Orc Pack
Noticing my tears as she dried my hair, the pigtail-wearing female orc wiped my eyes with a towel.
Then, as if trying to comfort me in her own way, she pressed a kiss to my cheek.
"Ugh... Ah..."
Such sudden gentleness in a situation like this only made it harder to stop crying.
"Hng."
Looking down at me with a troubled expression, the pigtail-wearing orc pulled me into a tighter hug.
Meanwhile, the other female orcs called out, urging her to hurry up. The pigtail-wearing orc tossed back a casual reply.
While she bought me some time, I desperately forced myself to calm down and stop crying.
After a brief rest, the leader of the pack threw me roughly onto a pile of straw.
I rolled onto the straw, and she forced me flat onto my back. Squatting over me, the leader used practiced hand movements to make my cock rock-hard.
Once I was fully erect, she skipped any further foreplay. Instead of taking off her bikini panties, she simply pulled them to the side, exposing her pussy.
"Huu..."
Taking a deep breath, her pussy muscles twitching, the leader grabbed my cock and aligned it with her entrance.
And then, she plunged right down on me.
The orc's pussy was far hotter than any human's, vacuum-sealing itself around me.
The ridges inside her didn't just wriggle; they surged like a turbulent sea, convulsing like an earthquake. Every time she felt a wave of pleasure, her muscles trembled and spasmed, squeezing my cock in a vice grip.
"Mmm..."
Having swallowed me down to the base of my shaft, the leader savored the sensation of my cock inside her for a moment before she began to grind her hips in earnest.
'Ugh...!'
The stimulation was so intense that I felt like I'd blow my load just from being inside her. With her moving on top of me, there was absolutely no holding back. The ridges and muscles of her vagina went wild in sync with her hips, twitching frantically as if they were malfunctioning.
It was hard enough to keep my sanity with just that, but then the pigtail-wearing orc slowly crawled over.
She shoved her face against my backside, burying her nose in my balls without hesitation before sticking out her tongue to lick my anus.
I couldn't hold out for long and came. It was a massive ejaculation, sending goosebumps breaking out all over my body as cold sweat beaded on my skin. I had never experienced anything like it.
Even as I began to soften after ejaculating, her hole didn't loosen up at all. The leader's pussy muscles clamped down on my cock, tightening firmly to match its shrinking size.
'Uh, uh...'
She wasn't just tightening; her movements made it clear she was determined to squeeze out every last drop, as if one ejaculation wasn't enough. Combined with the assault on my backside, my mind instantly went blank.
My vision blurred into total darkness, and a tingling sensation starting from my balls shot up my spine, spreading to every corner of my body.
At first, I wondered if it was just a dry orgasm. But this was different. I was actually ejaculating—and without even being erect.
My body was freezing from the cold sweat, yet I was enveloped in hot, wet flesh—the contrast was almost unbearable. I lost all control of my muscles, which contracted, spasmed, and twitched on their own. A strange floating sensation washed over me, making me feel as if my body no longer belonged to me.
Another female orc slowly approached me.
She knelt by my head, leaned down, pulled out my gag, and kissed me.
At the same time, green hands intertwined like tentacles, groping and caressing my flanks, stomach, chest, buttocks, and thighs.
I was already losing my mind, and with the tickling added to the mix, I felt like my brain was going to break.
I finally blacked out as the female orcs passed me around, using me over and over again inside the cave.
"Mmm..."
When I regained consciousness, my head was resting on something. It wasn't hard, but rather plump and bouncy, serving as a pillow.
Soon, I realized I was resting on a green thigh.
Opening my eyes slightly, I saw the pigtail-wearing orc looking down at me, cradling my head in her lap.
Noticing I was awake, she gently brushed the disheveled hair from my forehead with a tender touch.
As my mind cleared, my numbed senses slowly began to return.
First, the scent of food hit my nose.
The aroma instantly woke my dormant appetite, and my stomach growled with hunger.
Glancing around, I saw the orcs grilling some unidentified jerky and passing a bottle of alcohol between them.
My mouth watered at the sight, but it didn't look like they had any intention of sharing.
After all, to them, I was nothing more than a toy to play with for a few days. Even if I broke, they could just discard me without a second thought.
Sure enough.
Another female orc noticed I was awake and got up. She sauntered over, teased me by waving a piece of grilled jerky right in front of my face, and then popped it into her own mouth.
The other three orcs, excluding the one with pigtails, burst out laughing at the display.
"Mmm..."
Watching them, the pigtail-wearing orc gave a faint, bitter smile.
She helped me sit up, then walked over to the rest of the pack. After a brief squabble, she gathered a few things and returned.
She was holding a bowl when she came back.
Inside the bowl was porridge.
Holding the bowl, the pigtail-wearing orc squatted in front of me.
"Ahhh."
Meeting my gaze, she gestured for me to open my mouth.
When I obediently opened up, she scooped some porridge with a spoon and fed me.
"Hehehe."
She chuckled, seemingly pleased by how eagerly I ate.
The bowl was empty in no time. She set it aside and lay down on the floor, hugging me like a body pillow as she lazed around.
Giddy from indulging their long-starved sadism, the female orcs drank themselves into a stupor.
Before long, they were all fast asleep, completely wasted.
Orcs were naturally simple-minded and jovial, so this was easy to predict.
Even if female orcs were slightly more rational than the males, that was only by orc standards.
Besides, they say female orcs are no different from the males when they don't have cubs to protect.
I was still tied up and stripped naked, but I wasn't about to let this opportunity slip away.
I channeled mana into my fingernails. Instantly, they became as sharp and hard as blades. Using them, I easily sliced through the ropes binding my wrists.
Once I was free of the ropes and had spat out the gag, I concentrated my mana into my left index finger.
I thrust my reinforced index finger straight into the forehead of one of the sleeping orcs.
My finger pierced her skull as easily as tofu, punching a ventilation hole right through her brain.
Her body twitched slightly, and she pissed herself as life left her.
Feeling the warm splatter, I smirked.
'Told you. I might not stand a chance against the males, but against the females, I've got a shot.'
Even if I couldn't overpower them with brute force, orcs were always prone to leaving themselves wide open like this.
If they had been males, I would have been horribly tortured, unable to lift a finger even if an opportunity like this presented itself.
But the females had the option of riding me instead, and driven by their lust, that's exactly what they chose to do.
And this was the result.
I punched ventilation holes into the foreheads of the second and third orcs as well.
By the time only the pigtail-wearing orc was left...
My mana was almost completely depleted.
Though the technique looked simple, concentrating mana into a single point to unleash that kind of piercing power consumed a massive amount of energy.
So, instead of punching a hole in the last orc's forehead, I rummaged through the straw where the leader had been lying. My crushed bag was right there.
Fortunately, despite being squashed, the contents were mostly intact.
I rummaged through the bag and pulled out two pairs of handcuffs. Just to be safe, I secured them around the last orc's wrists and ankles.
After all, a Dimensional Gate will close as long as the Boss Monster is dead, even if you don't clear out every single monster in the dungeon.
The Boss of this dungeon was, of course, the leader of the pack.
With the subjugation successfully completed, I got dressed, gathered my scattered gear, and walked out of the dungeon.
Once I stepped through, the Dimensional Gate gradually shrank before vanishing entirely.
Exhausted, I pulled out a scroll and handed it to the government official guarding the gate.
It was a Performance Proof Scroll, which automatically recorded the number and types of monsters encountered inside.
The official took it quickly, and I spoke to him nonchalantly.
"Four orcs."
"Pardon?"
"Females."
I stretched my stiff body and continued.
"I ran into four female orcs in that gate and took care of them all."
"Ah."
The official nodded, checking the scroll.
"Then, the hazard pay..."
"Don't worry. It'll be paid out properly."
"I'll leave it to you, then."
"Of course. You can head on back, Apprentice Hunter."
Hearing that the hazard pay would be added as a bonus made my body, which had felt as heavy as waterlogged cotton, feel a little lighter.