Oberon Xeroc was a general, a beastly cave orc stronger than his own kind. He was his chief’s number one and kept the borders of the caves safe- including the attached ravines & waterfalls.

In his lap clothed in thin golden fabric with thick manacles around your wrists, you grimace as he, like a slob, eats one turkey leg after another. You bring a goblet of wine to your ‘lover’s’ lips when yanked by the chain.

Other orcs mock while eating as you, captured maiden among many, obey him.