A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 50: Flashback Room – Baron’s Trolling (1) **

Chapter 50: Flashback Room – Baron’s Trolling (1) **

Rumbling!!

With a loud noise, the ceiling of the orc cave shattered.

"The ceiling is falling!"

"Orcs die!"

"Kwaeeek!"

Many of the orcs gathered in the cave were crushed to death by rocks the size of houses falling from overhead.

The orcs desperately tried to run around and avoid the rocks, but except for a few lucky ones, the rest became stains on the floor.

And I was one of the lucky few. Although it's not an orc.

"I thought I was going to die... "

A large rock that would have fallen on my head if it had fallen a few more steps to the side.

Luckily, the rock fell on the oak next to me instead of on my head, and I was able to survive by hiding under the rock.

The cave suddenly collapsed. What happened?

What is that female voice I suddenly heard? Now that I think about it, it was like a voice I heard somewhere.

Tak.

A maid fell through a hole in the ceiling that showed the sky.

A maid with characteristic silver hair. It was Wirdi.

As soon as I saw Wirdi, I lowered my head, which I had put out to survey the situation.

Since the Baron was also captured, I thought he would definitely come to rescue him, but I had no idea he would appear so dramatically.

I don't think it was my fault that the Baron was captured. It's all my fault for trolling.

Still, it's that Wirdi. I don't know what they'll do if I couldn't protect the Baron.

"Master, I have come."

"Oh, oh! "Wirdi!"

The Baron was pleased with Wirdi's appearance.

"Hmm. Hmm. Why did you come now! This is what happened to me! That bitch you confidently accepted doesn't help either! Didn't I, the honorable head of the Belchekov family, suffer this humiliation from monsters and such? When I return, I will leave you alone... "

I started to get angry for no reason.

And it's long. I don't know what you want to say, but I just know that you're angry.

Why do you do that to the person who came to save you?

But unfortunately, the Baron's long-winded anger was a simple stress relief for him, but it was a golden opportunity for someone else.

"First! Those bitches in frat houses too! ... !"

The Baron's voice, which had been talking for a while, suddenly stopped.

Because of the blade hanging around his neck.

Before I knew it, there was an orc behind the Baron who had survived the collapse of the ceiling.

Do orcs use blades? Looking at what he's holding, it looks like he's using it.

"You. Ha, surrender! "Or die!"

Although he stuttered, perhaps because he intuitively sensed Wirdi's strength, the orc conveyed his demands to the end. That's great.

The idea is good.

He is considered to be quite smart among orcs, as he immediately thought of taking him hostage after hearing him call him master.

But my thoughts were short.

If a person is as strong as Werdi, there is no point in taking him hostage by holding a knife to his neck.

Because it is possible to run up and snatch the blade at the moment you apply strength to your hand to slit your throat.

Even if it's too late and his head dies, it can be put back on if the hair hasn't completely fallen off his body.

Dragons are such unreasonable creatures.

So I didn't take this situation very seriously.

It's probably similar to Wirdi.

You may be displeased with the fact that your master has been taken hostage, but what about the sense of crisis?

However.

There was only one idiot who accepted this situation as a desperate crisis.

"We, we, werdi! Stop now! If this continues, I'm going to die!!"

A fool like that?

With those words just now, the Baron went from being just a thrilling situation to a situation where his life was at stake.

I have never seen Wirdi refuse the Baron's orders. Even the things that Wirdi wants.

He probably made an oath on his name.

I don't know why he did that, but if he did, it would be impossible to disobey the Baron's orders.

Even if it involves the Baron's own life.

In other words, since he gave the command to stop, he was no longer able to do things like snatching the blade that were mentioned earlier.

The dragon's oath is different from the curse placed on me.

Due to the magical meaning of the dragon's name and the characteristic of casting it on oneself, it has much stronger coercive power.

At least until he hears another command, Wirdi should really stop.

However, the orc pointing his sword at the baron seemed to have no intention of letting the baron give another order.

"Kukukuku. Well done!"

"Yes, yes! Now let me go... "Wow!"

Bah!

The orc confirmed that Wirdi had indeed stopped and punched the baron.

When the orc's large fist hit the back of the baron's head, the baron fell to the ground.

That thing isn't dead, is it?

No, I'd rather be dead. If that were the case, since the 'master' is gone, Wirdi's dependence will be lifted, and I will be able to sneak away while aggro Wirdi, who is going crazy for revenge.

But unfortunately, the Baron seemed to be alive.

Even though Wirdi's face was full of anger, he was standing still.

The orc handed the baron over to another orc who survived the rockfall, and then approached Wirdi.

"Cuckoo. "She is a good female."

Lift Wirdi's chin with just two of his fingers and look him in the eye.

"... "

Even though the orc's dirty fingers touched his clean skin, Wirdi only made an expression of displeasure and did not move.

No, he couldn't move.

The last command Wirdi heard was 'Stop.'

Ahh!

The maid uniform that Wirdi wore was torn like a piece of paper.

Wirdi, a beautiful girl with silver hair and long eyes. Her naked body was fully exposed among the orcs.

Nevertheless, when she saw Wirdi motionless, the orc laughed.

"Kukakaka! I can't move! Female. "I can't move!"

I don't know why, but it seemed like she at least noticed that Urdi couldn't move.

Upon hearing her laughter, her orcs began to gather one by one to come to Wirdi.

Ah. Shit. But if they are gathered together, I can't sneak out?

The only exit she can see is a hole in the ceiling.

I think I can climb up if I step on the fallen rock, but I don't think the orcs will pretend not to see me in the meantime.

Go back the way you came and escape?

I'm on my way after being humiliated by countless orcs along the way?

I can't use that road either.

If this happens, there is no way out...

"... "Huh."

At the moment I was thinking about her escape, Wirdi had become a toy for the orcs.

"Soft! This female is good!"

The soft and smooth skin is massaged with rough hands.

"Your breasts are small! Cuckoo. It's tiny!"

She was teased for having small breasts by an orc who massaged them arbitrarily.

"It sparkles! "I feel good!"

He violently grabbed her silver hair and tore it off.

"This place is small too! Tighten well!"

Her legs are spread, and her hole is penetrated with a finger and her tightness is assessed.

Still, as expected, Wirdi could not move.

Wow... That thing sucks?

There was a sense of immorality in the scene where a small body was surrounded by large figures and played with like a toy.

Oh. It was lifted by an orc.

The legs are spread in a large M shape, and the orc in front puts his face between the legs and caresses his genitals.

The orcs next to me are caressing their chests.

The orc holding Wirdi on his back was pulling his face and licking his lips.

A large amount of saliva flows down the tongue and enters Wirdi.

As the monster's body fluid, which has a medicinal effect, went directly into the stomach, Wirdi also began to feel short of breath little by little, and liquid other than saliva began to be felt on the orc's tongue licking her pussy.

No matter how dragon you are, you can't beat the effect of estrus.

Because it is a gay game world.

"I am first!"

"It's disgraceful."

"I want to do it too."

The orc who had taken the Baron hostage and was the first to approach Wirdi grabbed Wirdi's armpits and hugged him from the front.

Her cheeks are red, but her expression still shows anger.

Still, the orc looked at Wirdi as if he were unable to move, and put his hand under Wirdi's knee.

The legs naturally spread wide apart and the space between them is clearly exposed.

A crack from which obscene liquid continues to flow due to the orc's saliva.

Meanwhile, the orc adjusted his cock.

The action of moving the body little by little and aiming the cock at the pussy hole. Since this happened to me just a little while ago, the scene replays in my mind and my body gets hot.

Phew. Phew...

Let's calm down. There is no use in getting horny here.

If you don't escape...

If not...

You can get stuck more, right?

Okay. Like that...

"???????!!!"

Finally, Wirdi's body went down, and the bulky orc's cock pierced Wirdi's body.

The orc's dick was a size that even I found difficult to accept.

Wirdy's stomach was so protruding in the shape of his cock that it was clearly visible even from this distance.

In the meantime, Wirdi didn't say anything, as if he had nothing to say to the orcs.

Phut! Bang!

That had nothing to do with the orcs.

All that mattered was whether this hole was a pleasant hole or a loose hole.

And at least Wirdi seemed to be classified as a pleasant hole.

Wirdi's eyes were half-closed as the orc's cock shook violently and scraped his stomach.

Hey. That looks perfect.

When I was gazing at Wirdi's appearance like that...

Chin.

"... "What is it?"

"Me. "I do it."

Before I knew it, the orc behind me had discovered me.

Ah.