Orc Dominion: Rebellion Ch. 07

Her heart beat faster as he lifted off her shirt, baring her tits to the cool morning air. Susannah gulped audibly as she felt herself go topless outdoors, and she looked back at the camp, nervous that one of the others would be able to see her. Tristan took the opportunity to turn her all the way around, so that she faced the tree. She gasped in pain when her injured hands grasped the bark of the tree to steady herself, but she still stuck out her hips towards her lover.

Tristan quickly yanked the pants down to her ankles, and she stepped one foot out and spread her legs for him. Her panting got louder as she heard him unlace his breeches, and felt his hard shaft start to rub against her nether lips. She moaned softly as their heat joined together, and shuddered in delight as she felt his cock start to slide more smoothly between her legs as it gathered up the moisture from her sex.

"You're already so wet for me, aren't you Susannah? We're such a good match, your body responds so perfectly to mine. We were made for each other, you and I." Tristan's hot breath washed over the back of her neck as he kissed the base of her skull, one hand reaching around to cup and fondle her breast while the other guided his stiff cock into her waiting body.

Soft cries carried on the wind as she moaned in pleasure at the feeling of his shaft sliding inside. He wasn't as big as Bodak of course, but it still felt good to feel him push inside her, to have their bodies become one. Susannah eagerly grinded back against him, working her hips around his cock as she pushed back against his thrusts.

Laughter made her tense up, and she realized that if she could still hear the men from the camp, they could probably hear her moans. She shuddered in embarrassment, but as she bit on her lower lip to stifle another cry, Tristan pinched her nipple with one hand while stroking her clit with the other. The dual attack, combined with a powerful thrust made her abandon her resolve to stay quiet and forced her to moan again, even louder than before.

Tristan didn't give her time to recover, and immediately started to thrust inside her faster. His shaft pushed through her folds, rubbing the sensitive inner walls of her pussy again and again. His hips clapped against her backside, each strong impact making her cry out again.

Jolts of pleasure coursed through her veins as his cock pumped in and out of her. Susannah whimpered as her bare breast was pushed against the tree, and roughly rubbed against the bark as she writhed at his touch. She continued to buck back into him, dancing against his body as she rode the pleasure his stiff prick gave her.

"That's it, you love it don't you Susannah? Say it, tell me you love it, tell me you love me!" Tristan grunted in pleasure as Susannah's cunt swallowed up his cock, squeezing it lovingly again and again each time he thrust it inside her.

"I do! I love it Tristan! I love you! Please don't stop!" Susannah moaned hotly for him as she confessed the words, her heart beating a mile a minute. She smacked her ass harder on his hips, squeezing her inner walls around his dick. The myriad sensations assaulting her from all angles made her head swim. His hand on her breast, her breast on the tree, his cock smashing in and out, in and out over and over again made her crazy with pleasure.

"Heh, you're a dirty little Duchess aren't you? But you're my dirty little Duchess. We make a great team together my love. Don't you worry, I'll take care of you, and your baby, just the way you need!" Tristan wrapped his arm around her and stroked her stomach with one hand as the other groped her breast. His panting got louder, and his grunts more guttural as Tristan neared his climax. His hips became a blur from the rapid pace of his thrusts.

The sound of their fucking reverberated through the forest, culminating in their joined cries as Tristan shot his load deep inside her and she climaxed hard around his dick. Her walls convulsed, squeezing his shaft to milk out all his seed as he pumped it into the noble woman. When his orgasm abated, Tristan slumped forward, pinning Susannah against the tree. They lay there, panting for breath and recovering from their climaxes as the men from the camp applauded, cheering their chief's prowess.

Susannah whimpered, embarrassed even more now that she was coming down from her climax. She nuzzled against Tristan, trying to snuggle up against him but he pulled away.

"That was just what I needed Susannah." Tristan fixed his pants and smacked the Duchess playfully on her backside, and gave her rump a squeeze. "You can bet I'll be hurrying back to you tonight." He leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. "See if you can scrounge up berries or nuts in the forest while we're away. The venison is great, but we could use a little more variety. Clean and dry my blanket too, it's starting to smell a little from your nightly visits, and I wouldn't want to make it easy for a hound to find us, eh?" Tristan grinned and began walking back to the camp.

Susannah sighed, watching him go. She then pulled up her pants, and looked around for her shirt. When she found it, she pulled that on as well and quickly returned to the camp. She couldn't meet anyone's eyes when she returned, but she could feel their smirks and lingering gazes. She grabbed Tristan's blankets and the clothes that were left for her and hurried towards the stream. She needed to hurry up if she were going to finish her chores before they got back.