She watched Lalita mimic her, she stood next to her, cleaning herself, she held a sharp blade and began to groom herself. 

“Where’d you get that from?”

“Bought it,” Lalita said as she removed the hair that trickled up her abdomen. Scraping it against the basin, she rubbed soap onto the other areas of her body that had a light amount of fuzz on it and watched her remove the hair. Kali licked her lips as she took her in, she was an extremely attractive woman, and watching her groom stirred something within her. She wanted to make her own, but she knew there was no future for an Orc and a noblewoman. Lalita came from money. That much was obvious. 

Climbing in she sunk into the hot water, letting it envelop her. Sighing loudly, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, allowing the heat to comfort her. This was something she missed from living in civilization. Hot water. Maybe she should consider building herself a home outside a village. She was getting on in her years, and could do with some small comforts in her life. Travelling was tiring, but people were more exhausting. She would have to seriously consider which she hated more if she wanted to settle down. 

Her thoughts went silent when she caught a glimpse of Lalita's body. Gulping, she could not deny she was attracted to her, and now that her bruises had begun to fade she was able to admire her almost blemish free skin. Kali was happy to see that Lalita had starting to fill out now that she was able to eat properly again. Those brutes that had held her captive had done a number on her appetite. It would take time for that to return. The water engulf the small woman, it rising up to her chin.

Lalita sat on the opposite side of the tub to her – her toe pressing into her bum, teasingly nudging her. Raising a brow, Kali smiled at the woman, she had succeeded in getting her attention. Lalita shifted in the tub, trying to find a position to relax in, it wasn't really designed for an Orc and a person to sit in it comfortably. Moving forward, she encrouaged Kali to spread her legs so she could sit between them and snuggle into her. Kali's heart thudded in her chest as this sweet woman pressed her back into her and rested her head on her chest. Lalita took her arm and wrapped it around her shoulder, giving her bicep a quick peck as she let out a content sound. Kali leaned over and placed a kiss on the top of her head, letting her play with her hand in the water. 

After some time, Lalita turned over in the tub, forcing Kali's leg shut so she could sit on her lap. She begun tracing the visible scars on her body. 

"Where did you get this from?" Grunting, Kali looked to see which scar she was referring too. It was a deep scar that ran across her side. 

"That is an old scar, had it since I was a child." 

"What happened?"

"People."

“Is that all your going to tell me?” Kali grunted in response. Her eyes hooded as she stared at the pouting woman.

“It’s not a nice story.” 

“Tell me?” Lalita stroked her shoulder, looking up at her with doe eyes. 

“It’s not pleasant,” Kali said softly, scratching the back of her neck as she looked down at the pleading woman. “Look – it’s just – I was young. I did nothing wrong and I was assaulted by a group of adults, they stabbed me and twisted the knife and left me there to die. My ma came looking for me when she thought I was taking too long," Kali paused, taking a deep breath, finding her voice starting to falter, she was not that same child anymore. "If she had not found me, I'd be dead. She took me to a healer and gave him everything we owned so I wouldn't die. It’s not a nice memory okay?” 

The silence that followed was heavy, Kali refused to meet Lalita’s gaze. She hated that part of her life, the destitute the experienced because she was weak, an easy target. 

“Where they punished?” Kali blinked hard, she looked at Lalita in disbelief.

“No, they carried on their lives with no repercussions.” Kali chewed her lower lip, unsure if someone was this naive to the treatment of people like her. 

“Orcs are beasts, people that need to be shown their place in the world of men.”

“What... wait – that’s a horrible thing to say, why would you say that?” 

“Because it’s true.”

“You don’t believe that.”

“Doesn’t matter what I believe, I’m not the one that holds the power in society,”

“What city where they from?”

“It doesn’t matter, it was a long time ago.” With that they both fell silent and put an end to that conversation. Kali closed her eyes, deciding to enjoy the now cooling water. Feeling the water slosh around her, she opened her eyes when she felt a weight press down on her lap. She drank in Lalita’s naked form, her breasts were large, and the way the water clung to them, made her heart race. Licking her lips, she looked at the small woman that seemed to be struggling to find her words. 

"Does it upset you?" Lalita's face scrunched up as she begun to think. She was unsure what to expect. 

"Is this why you always move around?" Kali grunted in response, not feeling the need to elaborate. "Do you not want to settle down somewhere?" 

Wrapping her strong arms around the woman, she pulled her flush against herself, her lips connecting with Lalita's full ones. Brushing her tongue against her lips, she pried her mouth apart and deepened the kiss. Lalita sighed against her, becoming soft in her arms. Her hands trailed down her back, cupping her plump rear she pressed her against her, making Lalita gasp – her cock rubbing against her abdomen. Peppering kisses against her jaw, trailing down her neck she murmured. 

"If I remember correctly, I paid handsomely for a whore tonight." Sucking on Laltia's unmarred skin she took it between her lips, wanting to mark her. Lalita groaned in her arms, moving her head to the side as she gave her access, her hands ran up the nape of her neck causing her to shiver. 

"I am not a whore," Lalita gasped out. Pulling back, Kali looked at the large love bite she had left on her bronze skin. 

"No, a whore would be much cheaper and less demanding." Licking her thin lips, her hand went into Lalita's damp brown hair, gripping the base she pulled her head back to get access to her neck. Licking along her neck, Lalita groaned before she sucked on her skin. She could feel the vibrations on her moans as she roughly took her between her lips. Her nails dug into her skin as she thrashed against her. Kali hoped she left a larger mark on her skin this time. She kissed her way down her torso – leaving small bite marks as she went. Gently tugging on her hair, she was rewarded with a pained groan. Her clit throbbed at the sounds her human lover was making. 

Kali wrapped her lips around Lalita's dark nipple, she sucked on it hungrily. Her golden eyes locked with Lalita's, her skin had darkened and she was breathing heavily. The water around them sloshed as her hips rocked against her. Her teeth grazed her erect bud, causing Lalita to moan her name loudly. Pleased at her reaction, she let go of her hair, wrapping an arm around her slender waist, her other hand cupping her breast, caressing it softly. Flicking her tongue around her nipple, she sucked her into her mouth before biting down – hard enough for it to be bordering on painful. Lalita's hands latched onto her head unsure if wanted to keep her in place or to pull her away. The noises she was producing made her throb. Releasing her swollen nipple, Kali inhaled deeply.

"You are no whore, but you are an extremely bad girl." Kali smirked as she watched Lalita's expression turn to one of embarrassment and arousal. "Taking my coin, asking me to buy you treats," Kali trailed off, her hands cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Lalita clenched her eyes shut, failing to bite back a moan. "You are an expensive brat, you know that." Kali continued to play with her breasts, enjoying how Lalita had turned into putty in her hands.  

"The waters’ getting cold." 

A shiver ran through Lalita's body. Kali stood, lifting her small lover in her arms – with ease. She stepped out of the tub and placed her down gently. Passing her a towel to dry off with. Once dry she approached the fire, tossing another log on it, she watched the flame slowly lick at the the new fuel. She retrieved a vial of oil that Lalita had picked earlier, knowing full well she would need it. 

Sinking into the soft seat, the vial clinking against the ground as she rested it. Waiting for Lalita to finish pampering herself. Her brow twitched, watching as she applied powder with a floral scent to herself – something she did not own previously. When she approached her, she grabbed her arm and pulled her over her knee. She let out a surprised noise, as her abdomen now rested on her knees. Caressing Lalita's bottom, Kali could not help but shiver at her clear canvas. 

"Kali what are – " her words were cut short by a cry of pain as Kali's hand came down on her ass – hard. The shock registered in Lalita's eyes, before she was able to protest, Kali slapped her ass another two times, making her words die on her lips. Rubbing her now angry cheeks, Kali gazed at her softly, observing how she had begun to tear up.

"I'm going to ask you a question and you're going to answer. For each wrong answer you give, you will get one slap."

"Wha – wait, why?" Gripping her bottom, Kali marvelled at the woman's curves. She was very much looking forward to filling her later. Leaning down, she placed a soft kiss on her temple.

"If this becomes too much use our safe word, okay?" Lalita nodded her head, chewing her bottom lip. 

"What are you?" Kali asked her gruffly. 

"I – yours?" Lalita responded, unsure what she was being asked. She let out a loud cry escaped her, her ass stinging as Kali's hand connected with it. 

"That's not the question I asked." Kali massaged her bottom, lightly slapping it, she really wanted to punish her more severely but knew better. They did not have long to rest. 

"What are you?" 

"A whore?" Lalita said desperately. Kali's hand came down harder than before. Lalita choked back a sob, sniffling. Her ass was beginning to look angry. 

"What are you?" 

"A bad girl?" Kali sighed, her hand cupping her bottom. She pulled her hand back and spanked her again. Eliciting a pained moan from her brat. 

"This isn't a hard question, Lalita." Her hand went into her hair, gripping it from the base she pulled on it, leaning in close. Kali licked Lalita's salty tears, whispering hotly into her ear. "The next wrong answer will earn you five slaps and I will tell you the answer." Lalita trembled in her lap, her arousal pressing against her thigh. 

"What are you?" 

She clenched her eyes shut as she thought about her answer. Chewing her lower lip, her fingers fidgeted as she searched. Kali waited a few moments for her to answer but found her taking too long. She tugged her hair, making her open her eyes in a panic.

"Your answer?" 

"A... I'm a slut." Kali looked disappointed. 

"No, you're a brat." Her hand moved back and connected with her ass with a loud smack, each new hit was harder than the last. Lalita was openly sobbing as her last smack came in. 

"What are you?" 

"A – a brat," Lalita said shakily though her tears. Scooping the trembling smaller woman into her arms she cradled her as she sobbed into her shoulder. Her ass felt warm in her lap. 

"That wasn't so hard to admit, was it?" Kali cooed, rubbing her back soothingly as her lover refused to leave her chest. Lalita shook her head in response, she smelt good. Her breathing had returned to normal and she was sure she had stopped crying now. 

"Good girl," Kali murmured, kissing the crown of her head. Lalita looked up at her with bright eyes, her breath caught in her throat at how vulnerable she looked. Leaning down Kali kissed her softly, their exchange growing more heated by the second. "Good girls get rewards," Kali said between kisses. Gently resting her onto the sofa, she turned her onto her front, raising her hips into the air she spread her legs apart. Kali felt herself get wet at the sight of her red ass and her arousal dripping from her cock. Leaning in she kissed her bottom, peppering kisses around it making her lover inhale sharply, small moans escaped her lips. Picking up the oil, Kali poured it over her ass, the liquid tracing down the crevices of her body. She rubbed the pads of her fingers against her ass – Lalita groaned into the cushion.  

Coating her fingers in oil she leaned over her, her weight resting against her as she entered her, gently thrusting into her. Lalita gripped the pillow beneath her as she thrusted into her. Pressing her lips against her shoulders, she positioned another finger against her entrance, her fingers reaching deeply within her as she begun to fill her out. Lalita's fingers gripped the edge of the sofa tightly, her moans coming freely. She pushed herself up, her hand reaching for Kali’s short cropped hair, her hips moving against Kail. Craning her neck, their lips connected in a desperate exchange.

Eating her moans, her hand went to the front of Lalita, holding her body against her own, her fingers moving roughly within her – she quivered against her as she neared, her nails dug into her arm as she released onto the sofa. Her hips stilled, Kali wrapped her arms around the small woman, she kissed along her shoulder, resting her head in the crook of her neck. Laying on the sofa, her shins overflowed off of it. Pulling Lalita atop of her she draped her red cloak over them as the small woman buried herself into her chest. Her breathing heavy. Eventually she emerged, she looked at Kali softly. Her heart felt heavy. She cupped her face in her large hands wiping away her stray tears with the pads of her thumb. 

"How long will we be staying?"   

"Till sun-rise." Lalita raised herself up, looking at Kali hard, her brows furrowing. 

"Why?"

"It'll be dangerous." She let out a surprised noise when Lalita jabbed her in the rib.

"Don't say that and not explain your rationale," she said hotly. Rubbing her rib, Kali blinked. 

"Right. Well. I'm an Orc – which the people in town now know has money, cause of a certain someone. We will be safe tonight, but come tomorrow if we've not left shortly after sunrise they will try to kill me, they might even use you as a justification for it." 

"No, you're lying." Lalita looked away as if deliberating something before continuing, "really?"

"No." Lalita looked at the fire, resting her head on her chest, it moved with her breathing. 

"If I said you were my escort?"

"They would not believe you. They don't see you as a noblewoman." 

"Is there nothing we can do to ensure your safety?"

"No, you have no power here." 

Lalita grumbled, her finger drawing circles on her chest, before she spoke up. "Why would you be safe tonight then?"

"Because tonight I am an Orc with her whore."