Casus Belli Ch. 14: The Flower and the Axe

After getting dressed, they entered the living room, and found the pack already gathered around the dinner table, with Lily perched on Kurgan's lap once more. The table was all set and ready, sandwiches and tea included, but no one was eating yet. "You waited for us," Bashuk stated as he sat down, after which she rearranged herself on his lap.

"Of course we did," Denora replied smiling.

"But only because you threatened us with a harem wide sex strike if we didn't...," Bolar chimed in.

"See?" Bashuk said to Cassandra, "they're just like I told you, not to be trusted with something nice like Polly's sandwiches..."

"We would have left you some!" Yakha reacted, sounding insulted, "well maybe just one...," he then added with a grin.

After some chuckling they all dug in, and as she was chewing on her first bite she heard this loud lustful moan behind her. As she looked back across her shoulder her gaze met Lily's widened eyes. Cassandra emptied her mouth, "These sandwiches are really nice, aren't they?" The other pleasure slave just nodded enthusiastically with her mouth full, as she wasn't allowed to speak anyway. They had a nice lunch, albeit she felt a little guilty drinking her korkumun tea. Once lunch was finished Bashuk and the males left the private chambers, leaving her behind once more. As the girls had already done all the household chores that morning she and Lily ended up kneeling in the corner.

With Polly and Syldan 'manning' the reception desk that left four maidens on the couches, and after Denora lifted Lily's speaking ban, the girl produced an endless stream of questions regarding the girls' relationships with the males. Once she had finished her questioning she looked down, "I'm just a pleasure slave, and I doubt I'll get as lucky with my future pack as you lot...," her voice sounding sad.

"Bashuk promised you a nice master, and he hasn't broken a promise to date..." Cassandra said as she reached out and placed a hand on Lily's shoulder. The girl looked up at her, hope in her eyes once more. "And did you know prizes can become pack-mates too?" she added, "if their master decides so."

Lily smiled softly, "No, I didn't know that..."

"Keep your hopes up, and your head down," Denora added, "and who knows..."

"I think this is why prizes aren't branded," Cassandra thought aloud.

The males returned for afternoon tea, and Cassandra was more than happy to get off her knees, even if it should turn out to be just for a little while, as it did. So once the males were gone again it was back to the corner for the two pleasure slaves. Vala and Leavy had taken over the reception desk from Syldan and Polly though, so the line-up on the couches had changed, prompting a new round of questioning by Lily. The girl was surprised to learn both girls were still virgins, and how the males were respecting that. "We won't remain virgins for much longer though," Polly said, blushing a little, "because we're all going to be pack-mates once the first round of pack-bonding is over."

"You've all decided already?" Cassandra asked surprised.

"Yes," Polly replied, "we all agreed to move forward and become pack-mates as fast as possible, because of the, ahem, 'risks' involved in staying pack-girls... "

The girls all smiled, except for Syldan she noticed. "No regrets?" Cassandra asked softly, "of joining the harem in the first place I mean."

"No," Denora said, while the other girls shook their heads, "so there's nothing for you to feel guilty about."

After that they had to explain to Lily how exactly they had ended up part of an orcish harem in the first place. "I wish I had friends like that," Lily told Cassandra once she had heard the entire story.

"I consider myself very lucky," the former Kangess replied. She checked the smiling faces on the couches, "Very very lucky..."

Lily studied her face, and then the girl chuckled, "We always thought your father changed the tradition regarding a maiden retinue because he despised the politics involved with it, and that you got burdened with a bunch of unpleasant peasant girls as a result, how wrong we were... Thanks to your father's actions you didn't end up with a bunch of family 'pawns' jockeying for position, and hating each other's guts as a result, while keeping up appearances, and feigning affection for you... You ended up with a bunch of real friends instead." The raven haired pleasure slave swallowed, "We also speculated about the political gains your betrothed would provide your father with, but couldn't come up with anything plausible. There weren't any, were there?"

Cassandra slowly shook her head while sorrow descended, "No, there weren't any, he let me choose freely, allowed me to choose for love..."

Her fellow pleasure slave's expression darkened. "I..., I'm so sorry," she whispered, "I didn't mean to..."

She shuffled towards the girl on her knees, and hugged her. "I know you didn't mean to rub salt in my wound Lily." After a moment she let go and leaned back, wiped the wetness from her cheeks, while registering her knees protesting all the sudden action. The other pleasure slave didn't seem to suffer from the prolonged kneeling like she was though. "You don't have sore knees?" she asked her.

Lily shrugged, "Just a little bit, with Durz I spend days on my knees..." She swallowed, "And when I wasn't on my knees I was on my knees and elbows..."

Some stumbling coming from the private hallway drew everyone's attention, and a moment later the doors burst open and her master came in, followed by the rest of the males. Bashuk lost his harness and his upper armor on the way to the couches, and then he plunged down in his comfy chair, which creaked alarmingly. He looked back at his prize over his shoulder, while the males were sitting down on the couches. "Well, what are you waiting for?" he grinned, while patting his lap. Despite her sore muscles Cassandra was up and on her master's lap in a flash, while the pack-girls present did the same with their male of choice.

As she snuggled up against Bashuk's broad chest she realized Lily was still kneeling at the corner, and she was just about to bring it to her master's attention when Kurgan spoke up. "Lily?" The girl's face came up, looking uncertain, and then she smiled as Kurgan patted his lap. The girl was quick, and Kurgan chuckled softly as she hopped on and snuggled up against him. With both Leavy and Vala away at the reception desk Bolar now was the only male without a girl on his lap, and he sighed while looking at Kurgan. "Would you like to hold her for a while?" the big orc asked his fellow pack-male.

"Hmmm," Bolar replied, "yes and no..." He grinned, "I'm not sure how Vala will react if she finds me snuggling with another female..."

Kurgan shrugged, "you already shared a bed with four of her fellow pack-girls..."

Bolar pulled a face, "Yes..., but this is a little different I think..."

It was about an hour before dinner time, and they just sat for a while, while the girls got busy asking the males about their exploits earlier that day. Maybe five minutes later the private hallway doors suddenly opened, and Leavy came in. "There's a visitor for you, my Lord," she announced, and as she did a big orcish male entered behind her. He was about Bashuk's age, Kurgan's size, wearing armor, and covered in the dust of many leagues on the road.

"Yasso!" Bashuk exclaimed, and Cassandra let herself slip from his lap as he started to rise. She knelt down at her spot next to the comfy chair, taking care to display herself as required, while Bashuk got up and started moving towards the visitor. They met halfway the living room, and hugged like brothers. After a long moment her master let go and held the stranger at arm's length. "I was expecting you in a day or two at the earliest," he said.

The big chieftain shrugged, "Well, your message was delivered by darz, so I assumed there was some urgency." He grinned, "Something more urgent than me rebuilding the bridges at Windagon... So I did some delegating, and then I mounted my trusty kurtz and headed for Iriskan. I left Windagon just past noon, and made it to the Tasty Boar by nightfall. Today I made a short break at Evergreen, for lunch, and then I continued on my way, and here I am..."

Bashuk chuckled, "Yes, something requiring your personal attention turned up, but that can wait for now." He slapped the big orc's shoulder, and a small cloud of dust formed. "Let's get you cleaned up a little first, shall we?"

Yasso grinned apologizing, "I assumed speed was of the essence... so once I had stabled Bilza, who was pretty pleased to see Karu again by the way, I came straight to see you."

The huge Warlord nodded. "I understand." He then glanced towards the couches, and half a dozen curious female faces, "but where are my manners..." He gestured towards the gathered pack, "You're familiar with my males, but as you can see we have had some additions..." Bashuk moved closer, and after dropping the big canvas bag suspended by a thick leather strap slung over his shoulder, Yasso followed him, ending up next to the couches too. "Meet the pack's new harem..."

The big visitor smiled, "I already noticed them being rather intimate with your males, for servant girls that is." He locked eyes with Bashuk, "Your introduction seems to upset them a little though..."

The girls had indeed gotten a little squirmish after their pack leader explained their status, Cassandra observed, and then she realized why that was. "You're familiar with the changes we made to the pack rules, and why," Bashuk told Yasso. "These females, through circumstances, became pack-girls, and will soon become pack-mates, but we didn't advertise their new status, because they don't desire to be shared with outsiders." He smiled, "Two of them are still virgins even..."

"I see," Yasso reacted, "so which two are the virgins if I may ask? I love deflowering tight young cunts..." Syldan's and Polly's faces turned ash-white, and the big orc chuckled loudly as he noticed. He winked at them, "Don't worry young ladies, I'm just teasing." He put a hand on Bashuk's shoulder, "Your pack-leader knows who he can trust with a little secret like this..."

Both girls exhaled in relief, and Cassandra's attention was drawn to Leavy, who had come closer too, and was now taking in Kurgan, and the girl snuggled up against him on his lap, with raised eyebrows. "Girl," her master said, and she switched her attention to him immediately. The huge Warlord gestured at the visitor, "Take Yasso with you to the bathroom, and provide for all his needs."

She swallowed, feeling her own face pale in turn, but got up as ordered, while silence descended. "Would you please follow me Sir," she said, sounding hoarse, as she moved past the visiting chieftain. The big male nodded, picking up his bag as they moved towards the private hallway doors.

"Wait!" Leavy's voice suddenly sounded behind her, "I'll come and assist."

After leading the big orc inside the bathroom Cassandra closed the door while Leavy went to get the large bath ready. The platinum blonde opened up one of the large brass cocks, and a powerful stream of water started to fill the huge tub, drawing Yasso's attention. It didn't take long for the water to start steaming, after which Leavy opened up the second large brass cock, adding cold water to the hot water. "Is that hot water?" the large male asked, sounding perplexed. Leavy nodded. "We're, what, fifty feet up? Where... how..." He shook his head, "I'll be looking into this. This is fucking amazing..."

"It's ancient tech-work, from before the collapse," Cassandra volunteered. Yasso turned and looked at her, still looking amazed, but not about the hot water system anymore, she belatedly realized. She blushed, looked down at her feet past the fresh washcloths she was carrying, "I'm sorry Sir, I forgot my place."

For a moment there was only the sound of rushing water, and then the big orc chuckled, "He granted you permission to speak, didn't he? Bashuk I mean." She looked up at him, "Yeah, that figures," he added.

"Only within the privacy of the pack," Cassandra confirmed timidly.

He came closer, reached out and lifted her chin with his fingers, "So you broke the rules indeed. What's the punishment for doing so?"

She felt tears form at the corners of her eyes, and her voice trembled as she answered. "A thorough spanking, followed by a good ass fucking, Sir."

Yasso chuckled, "Don't worry girl, I'm not going to tell on you, and I'm not going to punish you myself either." He winked, "I actually tend to agree with Bashuk, at least on a pleasure slave being allowed to speak when she's alone with her master. And as I'm going to fuck you inside this bathroom, I'll grant you dispensation for as long as we're in here too."

A pair of slender hands slid around the big orc's torso from behind, she hadn't noticed Leavy come closer. "How very considerate of you, Sir," the platinum blonde's voice sounded husky, "and just so you know, not all the pack-girls are opposed to sharing with outsiders..." One of her hands moved down, and the tips of her fingers drummed on the large hardened leather codpiece. "I expect you to do your worst..." The next moment she was gone again, back to preparing the bath.

Is she doing this because she found Kurgan snuggling with Lily? Cassandra thought, or is she doing this because of you? She started helping Yasso undress, who started by undoing his harness. To her surprise the main weapon attached to it wasn't a sword, it was an axe, and it wasn't a war-axe, it was an axe a lumberjack would use, be it a very large one.

She looked up at him questioningly as he lowered the heavy harness to the floor. "This is actually the most devastating weapon in our arsenal," he explained with a grin, "it might look like just a tool for wood harvesting, but this is what built the bridge across the Amunda, this is the weapon that was instrumental in defeating your army."

Cassandra swallowed, "Defeated 'my' army?"

He smiled, "Yes, 'your' army. Everyone knows Bashuk accepted the beautiful enemy Kangess as his prize, you know..."

She bit her lip, and he reached out and rubbed her cheek, "Don't worry, I don't bear you a grudge." He grinned again, "I am looking forward to feeling your royal cunt stretch around my cock though, and fill your belly with my seed."

He was in his right, she knew. "What if my master is breeding me?" she asked.

He chuckled, "I would take your guest-hole then, but he isn't breeding you, because if he was he would have told me so when he granted me access."

She took the harness from him, and placed it against the nearby wall, before returning to help him with his armor. He was chiseled, and tattooed, just like the pack's males were, just like Bashuk was, and he was about her master's age too. After kneeling down in front of him she removed his large codpiece, and was greeted by a large brownish-green cock not that much smaller than her master's. "You can wash me first," he said, as she undid the straps of his leg armor, "but I do expect to feel your mouth on me afterwards." Cassandra blushed, moaned softly, and then she undid the laces of his leather boots, and helped him pulling them off, before getting him out of his pants.

He was entirely naked now, and clearly not as dirty as Bashuk had been at the surrender ceremony. She got up, and as she did she noticed Leavy, standing at the ready next to the large bathtub, naked as on the day she was born. She realized she was the only one still dressed, so moved her fingers to undo the wooden clasp holding her cardigan closed. As the garment slipped from her shoulders, fully baring her breasts, Yasso reached out and cupped them. "You have beautiful tits, pleasure slave," he said, while his strong fingers kneaded her firm flesh, and made it spill out between them. "They fit perfectly with that mouthwatering round bubble butt of yours."

Cassandra moaned softly as he rubbed her nipples, and she pushed her breasts against his hands, as she felt her pussy tingle in response. You owe this orc as much as you owe your master, she thought, while she waited for him to finish playing with her breasts, and you owe it to Bashuk to thoroughly satisfy his friend. Yasso proved to be gentle. "I would like you to hold them, when you fuck me," she whispered. Her nipples had hardened, were standing proudly on top of their swollen areolae, and he first closed his strong fingers on the latter, making them bulge, and then he closed the fingertips on the pebbled nipples themselves, and pinched them teasingly, making her hips move forward of their own accord.

The pleasure slave rubbed her pussy against his massive thigh, moaning loudly. He let go of her left nipple, a hand closed on her butt, and he pulled her lower body firmly against him. "Yes, show me how eager you are, royal slut, how eager you are for my big orc cock." Cassandra whimpered softly at the insult, yet it only fed her growing arousal. "Your aristocratic cunt feels hot and wet on my leg," he added, and she moaned in humiliation, but she couldn't stop her rocking hips. He looked down at her, and she looked away from him, blushing. The other hand left her breasts too, and a pair of thick fingers lifted her chin, until he could lock eyes with her.

"You're submissive," he whispered, smiling softly, "how lucky for you..." She put her hands on the tops of her legwarmers, and started pushing them down her shapely legs. Yasso let go of her chin and butt as she bend over to get out of the legwarmers one by one, and when she got up again he placed a hand on her belly. The fingers moved down over her mons, and she spread to grant him access. His thick fingers found the top of her slit, and then he parted her labia, and rubbed her already hardening clit. She moaned as pleasure spread through her sheath, to her belly, and then the fingers moved further down.

"How wet you are," he said, and then his thick middle finger penetrated her, slowly, and deeply, eliciting a loud lascivious moan from her. He proved as apt at locating her pleasure spot as her master was, and her sheath clamped down on his thick finger as a result, while her hips slowly rocked to the rhythm of his pleasuring. "We're going to be able to take care of each other's needs just fine, pleasure slave," he chuckled, and Cassandra whimpered needily as the finger slipped out of her. Shame followed immediately. It was her duty to pleasure this orc, but it was also her duty to loathe having to do so.

Her body had other thoughts on the matter though, her body simply prepared for the inevitable sex, as usual. She took the big chieftain by a hand and led him towards the bathtub. "Ow fuck," she heard him whisper behind her as he turned to follow her, and she knew he was reacting to Leavy coming into view; she smiled seductively in reaction. The platinum blonde turned on the spot in turn, and sauntered towards the edge of the huge tub, her round buttocks rocking on top of those long legs of hers, and Cassandra grinned as she heard Yasso gasp behind her. You're so going to get it Leavy, she thought, as the girl descended into the tub in front of her.

She followed her into the warm water, and waded to the center. As she turned the big orc was descending into the tub in turn, and he smiled from ear to ear as the water reached up to his knees. "This is nice!" he exclaimed, clearly pleasantly surprised.

Cassandra smiled back at him as he moved closer, "If you would sit down Sir, we could start with washing your hair." Yasso complied, groaning in pleasure as the water reached halfway up his Torso. Both girls knelt down next to him, Cassandra loosened the string holding his ponytail, and then they started washing his long black hair.