So here I am looking like a ragged out $10 street whore with crotchless fisnets and lubed up gaped hole walking through the casino having to wait in a...LONG line to get my room card reset. SEEMS like EVERYONE is pointing, whispering, and looking. After about 20 minutes I get to the lady behind the counter and she says I need an ID to get it processed. Of course, going for ice why would I need my ID. So I need to walk all the way through the casino back to my room where security has to let me. Her body is alive with sensation. She pants, arching beneath him. Her breasts are flushed with desire. Her body trembles for his possession.Her hands cup his jaw, dragging his mouth down to hers in an urgent kiss. His hand sides between their bodies, curling over her mound in search of her swollen nub. Her body shudders as he finds and strokes it.“Do you know what is going to happen to you?” he asks lowly.Mercy feels another shiver race down her back. Her heart palpitates faster,. The one near her face snipped away the shoulder straps of the dress and another took hold of it and pulled it down, revealing those tits that everyone in the world had been fantasizing about.At her legs, the other cutter was busily slicing away at the dress. Once enough cuts were made, three of the men began tearing the dress off of her struggling body. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she was being forcibly stripped of all her clothing. This gang rape was about to begin."No! Don't,. .. she, it's always so hard to tell, was wearing the clothes given by Zerthrie when she first captured it. The clothes consisted of a corset, a cloak, and a chastity belt covered by a kilt made from old fabrics. All of this made it so other orcs wouldn't get any ideas of touching it and even with the threats from her father now silenced, most orcs were too busy to do anything, something was happening that Zerthrie didn't know about. _'That's a first' _Zerthrie thought.As Zerthrie and her slave.