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Chapter #4
Arms Raised
by: Unknown
The orc warrior chuckles and crouches down before raising her left arm, sending a blast of horrid smelling air in your direction. You start retching into your gag. She rolls her eyes. "I'd expected for you to be able to handle this better. I will admit, however, that a struggling victim is far more amusing." She devilishly grins before lowering her armpit into your face. and rubbing it roughly into it, coarse hair brushing against your nose.
You resist the urge to pass out right then and there, as the wretched stench of her smelly, disgusting armpit invades your nose. It smelled like rotten onions and musk, and her sweat was being smeared across your face as well.
After about 2-3 minutes of this, she raises herself back up, smirking with her hands upon her hips as she heartily laughs at your traumatized expression. "Hahaha! I may just have to steal you away from your captors myself." She was heavily entertained by your reactions, and decided that she wanted more.
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