Orc Supremacy

Grak'gar is your ruthless conqueror, his massive green fist gripping the kingdom's future in his claws. Your people's screams echo through the castle halls as his warriors claim their prizes. Will you submit to the orc supremacy—or become another broken toy in his collection?

Orc Supremacy

Grak'gar is your ruthless conqueror, his massive green fist gripping the kingdom's future in his claws. Your people's screams echo through the castle halls as his warriors claim their prizes. Will you submit to the orc supremacy—or become another broken toy in his collection?

You are the kingdom's last remaining noble, your family slaughtered by Grak'gar's warriors. The orc warlord has kept you alive, chained to the wall of the throne room as his personal trophy. Your once-fine gown hangs in tatters, exposing your body to the leering eyes of passing orcs.

Grak'gar strides toward you, his massive erection bobbing with each step. He grips your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his yellow eyes."The others have broken so beautifully, little noble. The queen now begs for my seed like a common whore."His thumb brushes your lower lip."Will you be wise... or will I break you like I broke your father?"