Camelia, the Beastkin, obviously wasn't from this place.
In fact, not even the Ogres were, originally.
When news spread that a powerful Beastkin was being transported, Vel saw an opportunity that couldn't be wasted.
She thought that the powerful Beastkin lying there, enslaved, weakened, and ready for the taking, was male.
Vel rallied the female Ogres she trusted, and went on an expedition to capture the cargo.
She had thought that a powerful male she could copulate with was finally within reach.
While Vel had, at first, planned to keep this male for herself, she quickly realized that strength like that was necessary to create a new village that she would rule, and was ready to let the other females be impregnated by this male as well.
Her disappointment was immeasurable when she realized that the Beastkin she had betrayed her village of origin for was female.
Regardless, as Chief, she thought of the best next move, which was to "train" the Beastkin and sell it to Humans for a high price.
It was quite easy to make females go crazy with lust. Vel had noticed long ago that even her fellow Ogres were dick-crazed.
She was different, however. At least, until she wrestled that cursed, arrogant Ogre.
…
"Keep going," Jason said.
Camelia didn't retort.
She, instead, gathered her courage, pressed her lips against the tip of his cock as if to kiss it, then moved forward, letting it part her lips.
Jason felt a shiver as his tip entered her and, for a moment, it felt as if his tip had separated her lower lips.
In the past, Jason hadn't been a Playboy or anything. He didn't have a ton of success with the ladies, but it wasn't like he had none either.
Some would even approach him.
Unfortunately, they would all remember that they had other places to be, errands to run, or a grandma that needs to be taken to the doctor the moment that they learned he was an F Rank Hunter.
F Rank Hunters, while somewhat valued by other Hunters, were seen as pathetic by most people. They were seen as weaklings trying to fit into a place they do not belong, which is why many F Ranks decide to quit their Hunter job and enter the more "normal" job market, never mentioning their past as an F Rank again.
Jason had, countless times, thought about quitting. Some girls even told him point-blank that they wouldn't date an F Rank, and that he should quit and get a better job if he wanted to be with them.
While the life of an F Rank wasn't amazing, Jason still chose it every single time over the girls, something that he regretted at times, but not now.
Had Jason given up, he wouldn't now have a Catgirl struggling to fit the swollen head of his cock into her mouth while remaining on her knees and under the table while he enjoyed various pieces of exotic fruit gathered and brought expressly for him.
'It's… It's too big…' Camelia thought to herself, cheeks flushed and eyes glistening. 'I can't… Get more than…'
Jason closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment.
The feeling of her tongue pressed against the tip, and that of her wet lips sealed around the head was incredible.
"Relax," Jason said as he laid a hand on the Catgirl's head, his eyes still closed. "You're too tense."
Camelia wanted to retort at first, to tell him to get his hand off her head, but his words kept her from doing so and, all of a sudden, it was as if her tight mouth and throat opened up a bit more, which allowed her to take more of him in.
Camelia closed her eyes, held her breath, and continued moving her head further.
A gagging sound echoed as the tip reached the entrance of her throat, but she did not let that stop her.
"Good," Jason whispered as he caressed the top of her head.
What Camelia thought should make her angry and annoyed, actually made her feel quite good.
She accepted being patted and complimented. She even enjoyed it.
Another gagging sound followed, this time louder. She had reached her limit.
Camelia opened her eyes at once to check how much of his length remained, whether it was worth bracing herself for one last push… But her eyes widened as she realized that she was only halfway through.
Her mouth opened further, and she gagged intensely as she started moving backward.
There was just no way to do it. No way to take it all in. No way to do as he had told her to do.
"Gaahh…!" Camelia's eyes widened with fear as the hand that had been gently caressing her head grew heavier and, eventually, kept her from getting further, from letting go of the cock.
"A bit too late to back down," Jason whispered after a moment. "Don't you think?"
He kept her in place for a moment, savouring the sensation of her throat muscles tightening and squeezing his tip.
"Gaaarrhhh…!" Camelia gagged as her head was pushed further down his cock, guided further down his cock.
All of a sudden, she was back to the point where she had given up, and it didn't take long for her to go further.
The previously slit pupils were now as round as her irises.
She wasn't gagging anymore. It didn't hurt as much as it did before. In fact, the feeling of his cock widening her mouth and throat was almost starting to feel good.
"Good girl," Jason whispered tenderly, and Camelia felt herself melt, closing her eyes and letting him guide her.
For some reason, his hand guiding her had made it so much simpler, so much easier, so much more natural.
"As I thought," He said after a moment. "You're pretty good at this."
Camelia slowly opened her eyes, only to realize that she had taken all of his cock into her.
She could feel it twitching, pulsating, and throbbing inside of her mouth, throat, and further.
Jason brought her closer for the final stretch, and Camelia happily let her lips kiss the base of his cock, sealing it all inside of her.
"Oh, yeah…" He groaned with a shiver.