The Last Battle: Panel 16

Gorg knelt behind the farmer and held his head, forcing him to watch the display unfold.

"Look, human," he grunted masculinely.  "Look at him writhe.  Orc cock secretes a sap of arousal, rendering any human incapable of resistance...  Such weakness!"

The man couldn't help himself.  He grabbed hold of his throbbing cock and began to stroke it.

"Nnnghh...  So hot..." he grunted, masturbating himself to his own son being dominated.  "That beast is fuckin' him so deep 'n hard..."

"Listen to his cries for more," Gorg taunted, squeezing the human's pec and nipple.  "He never shouted like that when he was in bed with ya, did he?"

"I'M COMIN', MASTER!" the son suddenly shouted.  "I'M COMIN'--!!  UNNNNNNHHHH!!"

Gorg chuckled lowly.  "Now it's our turn."

The Last Battle: Panel 15

The orc quickly thrust his wet cock upward, spearing his slave's hole!!

"TAKE IT, HUMAN!" Zug roared over the man's screams and shouts, "FEEL IT DEEP!!"

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Zug smirked and gave the human's soft lips a crude lick with his rough tongue.

"Have you ever seen Grohmah, slave?" he asked the quivering man.  "The orcs are there... waitin' fer ya."

Zug held onto him possessively.

"You like bein' in Zug's arms, human?  I can feel yer puny body squirmin', beggin' me to fuck it.

"You want Zug to fuck you, human?"

Without a moment's hesitation, the farmer's son nodded his head and said, "Y-Yes, Sir...  Yes, Master..."

The Last Battle: Panel 13

Little Zug effortlessly hoisted the farmer's son into his arms and up off the ground.

"Unnnh...  Nnhhh..." the man moaned in a strange kind of arousal.  He'd never felt so attracted to anyone before.

The man threw his arms around his master's neck.

He felt the orc's green cock press against his puckering hole.

The Last Battle: Panel 12

Having defeated the two men, Gorg and Zug didn't hesitate to reap the rewards of victory.

Gorg squatted low over the farmer, allowing him the honor of cleaning the heavy orbs of the conquering race.

Zug forced his slave to his knees and enjoyed the man's sucking mouth.

"Drink deep, pitiful human," Gorg taunted the son.  "Drink his flow of nectar and remember this moment!  Remember the day you and your father fell to the orcs!"

Gorg could feel the hot, terrified breath of the farmer on his balls.  He shook his hips slightly, dragging them across the man's face.

"You are the first of many to come!  Victory to Overlord Krag!!"

The Last Battle: Panel 11

The human threw his head back and shouted, "I SURRENDER!  I'LL SERVE THE ORCS!!"

With that, the farmstead fell into the hands of Grohmah and its ruler, Overlord Krag.

Zug dropped the farmer's son to the grass, where the man held his back and moaned in agony.

The orc struck a series of muscular poses over the body of his weak conquest.

The Last Battle: Panel 10

Zug's powerful arms unmercifully squeezed the farmer's son, until finally...

"GIVE UP, HUMAN!" the orc snarled angrily at his victim.  "COWER BEFORE ME!"

The human could stand no more!  He accepted the orc's offer of surrender!

"AUUUGHH!!  YES, YES!  I SWEAR IT!  PLEASE LET ME GO!!"

But Zug wasn't satisfied with such a hollow plea.  He pressed the man's torso closer to his chest.

"SPEAK, SOFTSKIN!  SPEAK YER SURRENDER!!"