Douglas came out of purgatory, like an adventurer going on an adventure in the wilderness, and he began to visit the grocery stores, mage shops, and temples of White Rock Town, and he stayed there for a long time. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info It was almost late at night, when Douglas returned to the Purgatory Tavern with his bulging baggage, he ordered another bottle of Bordeaux champagne and opened it. Then he asked Angela for a cup and brought it back to his room together.

"How can there be such a strange task to find yourself?" said Morwritte to herself. Suddenly, he heard a slight moan coming from inside the room.

Has it been discovered? The gray dwarf was alert. He thought he had been hiding it well, and it should be impossible for him to be discovered.

Oooh, a kitten's bark came from the wide bed.

Morgridet hurried to the side of the bed and lifted the covers, revealing the half-orcs with their hands and feet tied together and their mouths stuffed with white cloths.

The life of the nobles is really erosive, the lord knows the mind of men very well, and the maid outfit on the orc is two sizes smaller than the usual clothes. Although it is better than many Flame Fairies produced by Heaven, the black maid costume wrapped around the fair-skinned and crystalline Kate still caused a strong impact on the gray dwarf. Hormones were secreted vigorously in the small space, and Kate's eyes were covered with a red blindfold, and she could only see a faint voice in the haze, but the thick wheezing sound was so clear.

The warm, big hand slowly moved around the flat lower abdomen, "You should know what's going to happen next, right?"

The orc nodded, trying to maintain a relaxed position. The person who bound her knew the physiology of the orcs inside out, and each rope had its value, and the more she struggled at this time, the more tempting it became.

"There's no reason I have to let you go?" Morgriet put her mouth close to the orc's ear. "You are a gift from my lord. ”

The orcs have a faint fragrance on their bodies, and it is clear that the lord has done his homework, this is a magical material from the misty forest, which is said to have magical effects, but for magicians they have a drawback, that is, such a smell will make a man's blood swell. This became a highly sought-after item among the aristocracy, and many noblewomen began to use perfumes made from this magical material, and some bathed with their water.

"I can let you go, but you have to make sure you don't yell!" Morgaret said in the orc's ear, "your fate was sealed from the beginning, and if you want to struggle, it's just a few more scars on your body." ”

Kett nodded, she knew the man was right. It's my own carelessness.

Mowglitte groped around Kate's body, the black servant outfit making the orc's charm skyrocket, but two wide cloth bands wrapped around the delicate white skin. The fluffy tail comes out from underneath the body. Helplessly swept around on top of the blanket.

"You can talk!" Morgridle grabbed the orc's fluffy tail and pulled the white cloth out of her mouth.

There was a soft ball of flesh at the end of the soft tail, and the gray dwarf pinched the ball, resounding a little knowledge that had been passed down in the Western Ghats. Catwoman's tail is not allowed to be touched by ordinary people, just like a woman's private parts, and only on the wedding night, her man can hold it in the palm of his hand. As a result, many catwomen dress very revealingly, but their tails are carefully hidden.

"Baa, baa......" The orc was like a thirsty little fish, his mouth open and he inhaled hard.

"Very well, I'll be glad you're like this. Mowglitte's gaze fell on Kate's smooth shoulders, and there was a red, fragrant imprint, which was the common slave mark of Celtiana. The masters, in order not to affect the price of the slave girls, exchanged their marks for those of these beautiful and bright roses. Underneath Kate's fluffy tail, there is a white animal skin. Mowglitte pulled out the hide, it was a contract, if there was no accident, it should be about the half-orc in front of the gray dwarf.

Morgriet was not interested in making out what was written on the hide, and he tossed it aside. What he was looking for was what he was interested in.

With a thud, Douglas's valuable ice silk robe was torn in half. The furry tail of the orc twitched incessantly in the palm of the gray dwarf's hand, like a leaping being, about to usher in her fate.

Tuk tuk, there was a sharp knock outside Douglas's door.

"Shit, that blind guy, this is the time to make trouble. Douglas lifted the double-edged axe that lay beside the bed, and opened the oak door to the room naked.

"Have you seen a half-orc?" Miki asked, looking at the double-bladed axe, which was taller than his man, and his legs trembled.

"I have one on my bed, why do you have any ideas?" Douglas was completely angry for the reason, and whoever was disturbed at this time would not be happy. The orc's fluffy tail stood up high, swinging back and forth in the room.

"Mr. Douglas, do you need a follower?" Miki struggled to make his voice sound calmer.

"You like her?" Morwritte gestured to the orc on the bed in the room, the bed in the center of the room was not far away, and the red mark of the long white legs could be clearly seen by the black cloth band.

"No, it's not......," the goblin sputtered, "I'm just a lowly goblin, as lowly as mud in the wilderness, how could I possibly like a beautiful orc!"

"In that case, what are you trying to do when you knock on my door, do you want to try the axe in my hand?" Douglas raised the shiny axe in his hand.

"Mr. Douglas, please take me. The goblin suddenly fell to the ground, "I want to be your slave." The most humble slave. ”

"Goblin, you can't change her fate if you become my slave. Douglas walked back, "because she's already my slave." She already belongs to me. ”

Douglas slammed the door to the room shut, then untied the ropes from the orcs. Finally, the blindfold on the eyes was removed.

"There's your little buddy at the door, so if you want to go, go away. Douglas tucked the white hides into Kate's cramped pockets.

Bleat, the orc let out a low moan, and the whole person wrapped up. At this moment, her eyes were already covered with a faint layer of red, which was a sign of being captured by the succubus's desires.

At this moment, it is poor Douglas who needs to think about how to get out, because if you don't vent the succubus's desires, the half-orcs won't stop.