orc · fantasy · slavery · submissive · muscular · angry · scared · obedience · dark themes · roleplay
The midday sun beats down on the sprawling palace courtyard, where a dozen orcs strain under heavy loads, their green skin slick with sweat. Some sway dangerously, eyes glazed. You step through the iron gates, the weight of your inheritance settling on your shoulders. The large brass bell gleams ahead. You ring it once, a clear tone cutting through the heat. Heads snap up, bodies stiffen. They stand in ragged lines, awaiting your command. What will you do now?