"If I told you that I have no memory of how I got into the state I was or why I was there. But that I just know my name is Max, would you believe me." I looked at her face, really studying it to see her reaction to what I was saying, "after what happened I can imagine you probably want to forget whatever you were trying to run away from, you don't end up like that if you didn't have something you probably wanted to forget anyway." I nodded thinking about what she said "nice to meet you Max, I'm Gashnack, Gashnack Mor, my friends call me Shnack." She held out her hand for a handshake, I took her hand and grasped it. "Thank you for saving my Live Gashnack." I said wearily. She blushed and looked like she wanted to say something so I waited for her to put her words together. "Look seeing as you have no memory, I'm not sure if you will remember Orcish traditions, but this is the only bed in this household... And it's mine... And technically I invited you to sleep in it... So you have to take responsibility!" she had raised her voice towards the end
"What" I said genuinely confused.
"The tradition dictates that if a Orccess invites a Orc to sleep in her bed that they should then marry." She said as her blush deepened
My mouth sprung open and stayed that way out of pure shock, I guess I just found myself a wife? Still processing what she just said I asked "are you sure that by sleep in the Orccess' bed they don't mean sex?"
Seeming to have been caught out, she raised her voice again and said "no, they only mean sleeping! No sex is needed, once you have recovered and I can make sure that you are all okay and won't be a cripple, we shall get married."
Now I'm no prude but this was a bit insane, we had just met, she saved my life and now we were to be wed. As all these thought of what the hell was going on were running through my head I said "I need some rest, I'll think about it."
She suddenly got out of her chair, gripped my chin and tilted it to face her own that was now much closer than I was expecting as our noses touched. "Don't just think about it, The only acceptable answer is yes" she said with a completely serious, she was no longer blushing. "In fact you have very little say in the matter, do you want to live? You're mine, I control whether you live or die now. Say yes right now."
I was surprised that this was the same Orccess that was blushing and nervous earlier, I frowned, I really didn't have much choice and I really wanted to live and find out what was going on to be honest. "Alright, alright, I accept, yes, whatever you want to hear, my wife to be." I added the bit on the end to try to appease her and she smiled a little. "You're mine now" she murmured under her breathe.
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It was a week later, I had gotten to know Gashnack Mor over the past 7 days. It turns out that she had run away from home and that she was living by herself and completely independent, she had been gone for 2 days during these 7 days to hunt but other than that she had spent a lot of her free time nursing me back to health and talking to me trying to help me figure out where I cam from. By this point I was no longer looking like I was on deaths door, but I was still very frail and required a lot of help from Shnack, over the week she had asked me to call her that seeing as we were 'friends' now.
The things I found out this week are as follows; I'm incredibly tall, even for an orc, I'm around 2 and a half metres tall, Schnack said average orcs are between 220-230cm tall and Shnack has made passing comments that I am extremely lucky genetically in terms of a lot of features, such as my broad shoulders and muscles all over my body. Rather embarrassingly, just yesterday she had made a compliment about a 'particular muscle' saying that that was one of the main reasons that she decided they should marry apart from the fact that she had run away quite a long time ago and was feeling lonely.
I woke up and instantly knew something was different. I felt warmth in my arms and steady breathing. Shocked, I decided to stay quiet and open my eyes, there in front of my was the naked back of an Orccess of Shnack I assumed little spooning into me, I propped myself up to get a look at her face and it indeed was Shnack. She must have gotten in after I feel asleep. Then I had the shocking realisation that I was naked under the covers and as far as I could tell Shnack at least wasn't wearing a top half.
My imagination was going wild and just the fragrance of her next to me was making a physiological reaction. As I tried to move away, she grabbed a hold of my arm that draped over her. As she grabbed it, she clung to it between her chest and I could feel her breasts either side of my forearm. I didn't know if this was the greatest or worst thing that could happen? I know she wanted to marry me, but I still wasn't sure if that was what I wanted, but my horny brain was loving everything that was going on. And as if to tell me which way my brain was thinking, I felt my now pretty hard dick prodding into the ass of Shnack, as we were so close it was squashed between us and snuggled nicely between two hot buns, it kinda looked like a hotdog from my previous life. I started lightly grinding my cock up and down and it felt great.
As I let a quiet groan of pleasure, Shnack starts to wake up and I freeze, I need to think of something quick! I instantly pretend to be asleep. Deep, even breaths. As I have closed my eyes I can only feel how Shnack is moving in my arms, I feel her rub her ass back and the sensation in my hard cock was electric, a brief shock of pleasure. I hear her moan under her breath "Somebodies awake early this morning." I then felt her turn over and lift the blanket, I opened my eyes a crack to see what she was doing, and she was staring at my rod, mouth open "fucking hell he's going to impale me" she whispered. I looked as well, and that was when I realised just how big my dick was, it was a few inches over a foot and horrifically thick, in my previous life I would have thought this was a weapon not a sexual organ.
I took an intake of air and Shnack notices, she turned with wide eyes to my face and said with no shame and a tonne of desire, "I'm sorry but I can't help myself, we are gonna consummate our marriage right now."
"huh, what, right now?"
"Right this very second hubby, I'm gonna call you that from now on." She said with what looked to me like a devilish grin.
[She must have been taken over by hormones or something, what is going on] I thought to myself as she rolled me over so I was lying on my back, threw the blanket off so it was open for both of us to see my rod pointing to the sky. "I'll hop on in a second but there is an order to these things." She said seductively as she leaned over and took my lips, trying to save some dignity, I kissed her lips aggressively to assert some of my male dominance. "Na uh, tonight you're mine, you get to experience what will be yours once you can actually get up by yourself and claim it." I gave up trying to save my ego and just let her do what she wanted. She locked her lips on mine and we kissed for a few minutes, by the end of the kissing, she was grinding her body up and down my own and rubbing herself on my rod and I could feel juices running down my rod now.
After a while she raised her body up and recklessly plunged herself down on my thick, throbbing cock in the cowgirl position. As I entered the wet, tight hole, I felt a rip as I went through her hymen. She yelped in pain, and stopped with me still inside. "Did you not know what was going to happen? Did nobody tell you the first time would be painful?"
She looked me in the eyes and then blushed and looked away, then she tried to push my dick in further. In a rare feat of strength due to my condition of recovering from horrific injuries, I stopped her from moving and then pulled her arm that was within reach, her torso followed and then I put my hand on her face and forced her to look at me. Her blush went a darker shade of red.
"I ran away when I was quite young. I was the daughter of a chief of an Orcish clan, my mother died when young, so I never really had anyone to talk to about it and then my father was going to marry me off to an Orcish prince who was over 5 years older and had a terrible reputation, I was young and the only solution I could think of was to run away. That was almost 10 years ago, I've been living here alone for a very long time, the only other Orcs I talk to are a village I trade with for good and stuff around the house. I hunt for a living and sell the furs and meat when I go there."
[fucking hell] I thought to myself I stroked her cheek and looked into her eyes. Over the past week she had looked after me and I had really come to like her, I wouldn't say love yet but there was definitely some chemistry between us. To hear that she had such a story that normally you would only read or hear about in the news, it was my first time actually meeting someone this had happened to. "you're not alone anymore, I may not have agreed to all this marriage shit, but I owe it to you for saving my life to give it my best shot."
It was at this moment I realised I was still inside her and I felt her clench and tighten around my rod that was about a third inside her. "Besides, at least on this front" I said whilst lewdly looking at her toned yet extremely sexy figure, she had smaller boobs but more importantly they were perky and her nipples were erect and looked delicious. "there are no complaints."
She punched my arm lightly "stop it you beast, or I won't marry you."
I laughed back at her, which weirdly didn't hurt and slowly raised my hips which earned a sharp exhale of air, she leaned over next to my ear and let out an erotic moan into my ear.