Goblins

[Otto26]

It was almost dawn before Dart was satisfied. The bow was, literally, a lash up of trees. But it was gobh'lin make so it was, above all, functional. A fact they tested with the first 'arrow'. The sapling had been shaped, sharpened, and 'fletched' and would have been laughed at by any competent siege engineer. But, again, it was made to do one thing, once.

Dart carefully aligned the bow, pointing it at the elfmeat village where he'd negotiated the truce. The sweating gobhs smiled in anticipation as they struggled to turn the enormous and unwieldy contraption. When Dart was satisfied the arrow was loaded and he yanked the cord. The sapling flew into the distance, disappearing into the trees in the far distance. The goblins howled laughter and glee, happy the bow had worked, happier still at the knife-twist the bow represented. The elves had given Dart far more land than they had anticipated.

"Good work," Dart praised them. "Tomorrow we mark more territory. For now, rest. Take your fuckmeat to your lairs, enjoy, sleep."

"Great Dart!" Ripper yelled, the cry soon taken up by others. But they were already descending upon the women as they yelled. Their cry mingled with the cries and screams of the women as they were dragged off to various basements by eager goblins.

Dart walked slowly over to where Safi lay, bound hand and foot, helpless at his feet. A snarl of pleasure rumbled at the back of his throat as his eyes traced the soft lines of her body and the signs of hard use by gobh'lin that marked her. Smiling, he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.

"And what do we do after we mark territory?" Ripper demanded. "There is only so much game to hunt and soon it will know to avoid the lands of Great Dart."

Dart set Safi down on the packed dirt floor of the lair, close by the spot where he had first violated her. He sat down next to her and his hand reached over to lazily squeeze a soft tit.

"I think there used to be a mine nearby. There was a water-powered mill here. We will look for that. And there will be many from the vilages around who will not take kindly to our presence. We can expect good fighting for months."

His claws gently rolled a nipple and slid forward to tug at a ring. He liked the way the steel pierced Safi's body, the way her flesh stiffened when tugged it, and the flush of blood in her chest.

"And while I think we won't violate the truce, I'm sure there are ways to convince others to do so. Perhaps we might use Stab-Gut as bait? Tie her to a stump and have her call out for help? Lure some elf-meat into the lands of the gobh'lin?"

They all smiled in anticipation of that scenario.

Dart laughed. "There is much to do," he finished. His hand went to Safi's hair and he tousled it affectionately. "And much you can do," he said. His hand tightened in her hair and pulled her head into his lap. "Starting with this," he chuckled, his other hand pulling his sem-stiff cock from behind the leather.

Slash-Throat rumbled an agreement and moved forward, untying Safi's ankles and lifting one leg to expose her. He scooted forward, placing her leg over his shoulder to hold her open and placing the tip of his cock against her cunt. He slid in with a sigh of satisfaction. "Great cunt," he commented and then laughed. Dart joined in and Ripper fell over so hard was he laughing. "Great Cunt," he chortled.

 

[RainingHeat]

"Starting with this"

All she had wanted to do was sleep. Exhaustion was getting the better of her. That, and the wildly spinning thoughts that were still rolling thru her mind... the captives.. could she keep them safe? The Elves... could she hope to prevent any attack? Would Dart honor his word? Would the other Goblins? What of Great-Hook or Talon? Those were 2 Gobh's that Safi DID remember. And remember well. What if more came? Would they seek more female captives?

Two of those questions had already, sort of, been.. well... answered...
"And while I think we won't violate the truce, I'm sure there are ways to convince others to do so. Perhaps we might use Stab-Gut as bait? Tie her to a stump and have her call out for help? Lure some elf-meat into the lands of the gobh'lin?"

No... no.. she could not let that happen. She would not lure others to their deaths. Or to enslavement. She would not. She could not. The question was, how could she "fight" that???

Safi closed her moist, warm mouth over Dart's semi-rigid cock. It took 3 seconds for it to be turgid, hard, thick. The glide of her tongue slowly curled around his shaft, licking as she suckled. She did not want to be doing this. She wanted to sleep, and to think, to get her thoughts straight. But again, her body began to betray her. Just as she felt clawed hands freeing her ankles, lifting her leg.. exposing her now wet pussy. A low groan slipped past her filled lips as Slash-Throat pushed within the grasp of her sex. She shuddered, her entire body quivering, and paused with Dart's cock buried nearly into her throat.

The rhythm was easy to establish. The slap of Slash-Throat's balls against skin, the wet sound of his cock pushing in and out of her hungry pussy.. Dart's cock now nicely gliding in and out of her mouth as she sucked deeply. Safi felt her heart pounding as the heat within her slowly began to burn. This little dance of sex was... surprisingly gentle... actually.. as her body rocked between the 2 Goblins..

"Great cunt," Slash-Throat commented and then laughed. Dart joined in and Ripper fell over so hard was he laughing. "Great Cunt," he chortled.

Safi, didn't like that. She did not like that at all. The words grated at her. And her displeasure came thru in a low growl around Dart's wet cock. There was nothing she could do, but it was clear, as her body tensed and that growl was felt, that she did not like the name, or the laughing. Not that the others would care.

But, the laughing continued, she could even feel both Slash-Throat and Dart's laughter thru their cocks. And Safi, had simply.. had enough... she pushed back from Dart, his cock falling free of her mouth... the motion caught Slash-Throat off guard, and nearly off balance and he actually almost fell backwards, his own cock nearly pulling free of her still grasping sex.

"You... think this is .. funny" she snarled. "You think that being held captive, beaten, tortured, raped, marked... used for the pleasure of others, is... funny? You think enduring pain..." and as she said this, she flicked the metal rings that peirced her pinkened nipples " and the utter humiliation of knowing you can not stop what is happening to you, and worse, of your own body, betraying you.. YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?"

Safi had lost it. She knew she should just shut up. But she couldn't. Thank the gods that the other Goblins could not hear what was happening in Great-Dart's lair... and thank the gods Safi had enough where-with-all to know to NOT touch her dagger. She knew Dart would gut her like a deer if she had. His threat when he had given it too her was still well ingrained in her memory.

"you remember one thing... Great-Dart... I can help you keep the others in check. You may not want to admit it, but you ... need... ME"

 

[Otto26]

Dart's eyes widened in surprise and the rage he felt at being denied rose in him like a tide. But as he opened his mouth to express his rage the laughter overtook him. It rumbled out of him like an orgasm, a whole body laugh that left him nearly incapacitated. Out of eyes streaming with tears he saw Slash-Throat holding his gut, sitting and laughing, and Ripper was rolling on the floor and kicking his legs.

Dart wiped his eyes with the back of a forearm and squatted in front of Safi. His hands reached down to untie the leather strip that bound her hands together and his sharp nose leaned in until it almost touched hers. He met her eyes and opened his soul to her gaze.

"Need this," he said gently, a claw touching her lip. "Need these," he said, the claw tracing across the tops of her breasts. "Need that," he said, indicating her wet sex with a pointed finger. "And we have more in the other lairs. If we need more than we have, we'll take it," he explained.

"And this?" he indicated her body, marked forever by the gobh'lin, "this SINGS to our souls," he hissed with a feral smile. He saw her eyes widen, saw that she saw the utter sincerity of his words. And he flipped her onto her stomach and knelt with one knee on her back as he gathered her hands behind her and bound them.

Slash-Throat, still chuckling, lifted her leg and straddled her others, shoving himself back into her ready cunt. Dart pulled her head up from the ground by the hair and placed his cock against her soft lips and, hesitated. He looked at Safi and reached out a claw to tap her forehead. "Want this," he said quietly and then shoved his stiff flesh into her mouth.

 

[RainingHeat]

It.... well.... it was not the reaction Safi was expecting.

And it stopped the half-breed Elven girl in her tracks. When Dart came nose to nose with her, their eyes meeting, even tho she heard every word he said, felt every light touch as he spoke them, it was what she saw in those eyes.

He...... felt ... something... for her.....

She doubted he would ever admit it, to her or any other, especially not other Goblins. But she saw it. Buried deep in those eyes. And she heard it in his voice as he spoke of his.... need. And Safi was pretty sure it was HIS need he was speaking about... his need... and his want...

Flipped over, bound once more, she was still trembling from Dart's words when she felt Slash-Throat push back inside her, when she opened her mouth, readily, wantonly, for Dart's cock. She swallowed his length, moaning low around the thickness... Each time Slash-Throat thrust into her, she was rocked forward, allowing her to take the cock in her mouth ever deeper into the warmth of her throat. Struggling to breath, Safi suckled, tightening her lips, tongue cradling his shaft, drawing forth as if she would die if her thirst were not quenched.

Ripper was no longer laughing, instead, he watched intently, even he could feel the change in the air. He watched as the female's body shook, quivered, a sheen of moisture alight on her flush skin. He had pulled his own cock from beneath his loincloth and was slowly stroking it, almost in time with Slash-Throat and Dart's movements into her pussy and mouth.. their own rocking motions were now increasing... the heat in the lair beginning to ascend as well...

Safi, her own heart was racing... felt that tingle, seeming to begin within the crevices of her sex, in the grasping walls around one Goblin's cock, within the hungry pull of her lips upon the soaking surface of the other Goblin's cock. Her shuddering became more pronounced, and she began keening deeply around that cock that tried to keep her silenced, the sound vibrating thru his length, to weave around his balls. It was building inside her.... building.... to a crescendo... And when Slash-Throat, who was still learning the art of.... this... wet his clawed finger and reached around and beneath Safi, to touch ... touch her throbbing clit... feeling it pulse lightly against his fingertip.. Safi suddenly exploded... her scream erupting around Dart... she inhaling in a rush, desperately, around him, the sound enveloping him as she came, a flood of juices, musky, thick, and searing hot, soaking the now groaning Slash-Throat... Safi shaking so violently as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over her... Slash-Throat still pressing, caressing, her clit beneath that finger of his, he looked to be holding on for dear life as the climax worked it's way thru the girl...

Ripper, he too was now shaking, shuddering, and grunting as his own orgasm took him by surprise, shooting out all over his hand ....

 

[Otto26]

Safi's body thrashed and bucked, her screams filling the lair and making Dart's skin crawl with an eerie sensation that made him want to snarl in fury and laugh. His hand took hold of Safi's head, not because he needed to. No, Safi was sucking his cock back into her throat, swallowing him, latched so tightly he couldn't have dislodged her if he'd tried. His free hand reached down to roughly squeeze a tit, glorying in the softness of it, the way it felt agains his palm and fingers.

He saw Slash-Throat, hanging on and grinning, groaning, punching his pelvis against hers, the cum squirting out of her each time he thrust in. Ripper's seed was pooling on the ground, spraying out in long, thick streams that reached for Safi but failed to arrive.

Dart felt a strange calmness. Not a detachment, though. No, he was very definitely here, right now, inside Safi. But he was not being ridden by the lust that normally colored his every conscious and unconscious thought. He wanted Safi, needed her, but it was a calm desire, not a desperate urge. Her nipple was hard against his palm, her breast soft beneath his fingers, her fierce attachment to his flesh was... He growled contentedly as he emptied into her mewling body. Long streams of his cum filled her, each powerful spray tightening his body and forcing a grunting sound from deep in his chest.

Slash-Throat gave Safi a slap on her ass as he dragged his spent cock from within her and sat back on the ground to breathe deeply. Dart gestured wordlessly first at Ripper and then at Safi's cunt. The third gobh shook his head. "At nightfall," he explained and turned and stalked to the spot he had claimed earlier, settling in for the day.

Dart's hand released Safi's head, stroking down her hair, over her neck and back and then repeated. He was pleased, and pleased with Safi, and didn't mind showing it. After a short time he pulled her off of him, the action creating a wet sucking sound and drawing a small, wordless sound of protest from Safi. He smiled at her and rested her head in his lap, his cum dripping down one cheek, the back of a finger caressing her other cheek.

"You carry a knife and you've killed with it, but that does not make you a gobh. The crack of bone, the slap of leather on flesh, the scream of pain, of terror, of forced pleasure. These things are music to the gobh'lin. When you understand that, truly understand that, then you may understand us. May even be of us. We'll see."

He arranged her on her side and then arranged himself so that she could serve as his pillow. "Sleep, rest," he ordered as he closed his eyes. "We'll have more use for you at nightfall and then we'll see what the labor of the night brings."

 

[RainingHeat]

Exhausted..

That was the only way to describe how she felt. Not just physically exhausted, but emotionally exhausted. Safi could have slept for a week if they let her. She certainly needed it. She was soo tired, and that orgasm had been so intense, that she was asleep even before he finished speaking, before he had lain his head upon her.

Her dreams were anything but relaxing..

Is this the life you want??

Is this what you think you deserve??

It was her father's voice she heard. A father she barely knew. She was a mixed breed. Considered an abomination to the pure elves. Yet her mother could not, would not, leave the clan. They were all she knew. She told Safi that she had fallen in love with her human father. Was that what really happened? Why hadn't she gone to be with him? Why did she stay where her offspring would be all but shunned? Did he not love her? Did he not love her mother? Or was she.... Safi that is.. a mistake. The outcome of something not unlike what had now happened to Safi herself. Had her mother been raped by the human male? Is that why she stayed with the clan? Was that why she was seen as such a disgust to the others? She has always thought her mother and father loved each other. Was that just a lie? Had she just never seen the truth, never wanted to believe the truth?

And why was she hearing her father's voice? Or was it? Was it Dart's voice? Safi was beginning to have trouble distinguising... Had her father raped her mother, the way Dart raped her at the beginning? Did her mother beg for more like she now did? Had it only been once or had he taken her over and over again the way Dart and the others had? Was this the life she was destined to live, because she, herself was the product of rape?

Did she deserve better?

Was it still rape? Or, did she really want the Goblins to use her over and over again? Her body got pleasure, but did... she? Why would her body betray her so?

What of the other captives? Should she just kill them all? Put them out of the misery of a life they would surely lead? Could she? What would Dart do to her if he found out?

It was then that Safi made a decision. She would talk to the captives. And determine what they wanted. And she would do what they wanted, even if it meant killing each and every one of them. They did not deserve this life... not like she did... It was then she realized, she never should have killed Kagelen. She should have begged him to save her. Not that he would have, but he was Elven. He was her blood, at least partially. Maybe she'd even be free, maybe she should have killed Dart, Slash-Throat and Ripper ... all of them... when she had the chance. Had she let them live, just to get back at the Elves that had shunned her so?

Poor Safi's sleep was anything but restful... Confused was more the word for it. Not restful, but confused...

And when she awoke, she remembered everything, all that she had dreamed about. She wished she did not... But, her first thought, was to talk to the captives....

 

[Otto26]

Safi's body woke Dart, and he woke up hungry. Rolling over he rose to his knees and pulled Safi's legs apart. His hands rose up her thighs, over the mark he placed on her, up her belly, rising to her pierced breasts, squeezing and then rising again to her collared throat. His eyes met hers and held them as one hand freed his stiff flesh from his loincloth. His cock found her heat, the thick head pressing against her and finding her wet and open to him. The feeling of her vibrated throughout his body, shaking it and emerging as a soft snarl of satisfaction. And then he was in her, her body molding perfectly to his.

He could feel Ripper and Slash-Throat waiting on either side, hear their breathing. But he ignored them, running his hands up Safi's flanks to pin her hands above her head, covering her body with his, letting his weight pin her to the ground as he slowly began to move against and within her. His mouth covered hers and her nipple rings scratched against his chest and he took the full measure of his pleasure from her.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Safi thought she was awake. But in reality, she was still dreaming. But now her dreams had changed a bit, and were much more physically animated, and much more... well.. sexual... In her dreams, she was trying to fight off the goblins. Not necessarily Dart or Ripper or Slash-Throat. But the others. They had taken her, they wanted to use her, they wanted to feel the pleasure that the other 3 had boasted about.

Boasted that her body was smooth as silk, skin so soft, breasts full to the touch, pierced nipples that even when he had skewered them with the steel, they had hardened. Pussy so tight and wet, the heat would simply envelope you. Boasted that mounting and riding her was the purest form of pleasure, unlike anything they had ever expeirenced. Mating was nothing like this when with a Gobh female or even a human female. They boasted that she screamed for each of them, begged for each of them... to mount her, to mate her.

Of course, none of this were true, this was all in Safi's head, all her in dream. And now, the others had come, in her dream, to taste of her.

She now was tied down, arms outstretched over her head, wrists bound together and then tied tightly to the stake buried deep in the ground. Her legs widely strewn apart, each ankle encircled with rope and tightly secured to each stake, leaving her splayed open, and vulnerable, and helpless.

"No... No... please don't" but all her struggling did was excite the Goblins that now surrounded her. Normally, they would jump on her and be done with it. But, they hesitated. Dart, Slash-Throat and Ripper had spoken of doing other things with her as well. Dart especially, had talked about tasting her. It was not unheard of. Gobh had tasted human females before. It just was not.. well.. the norm.

A Goblin called One-Ear, obviously named because one ear was normal, the other deformed, stepped forward. He was leering at the naked elven female, his long tongue snaking out to lick his lips, a grin forming on those lips. He went to his knees between her outstretched legs, staring at her bared and open cunt. Leaning a bit closer, as the other's watched, he reached out a clawed finger and touched... letting that finger push within the slit. Safi groaned, gasping a bit... and One-Ear smiled. "They were right, she likes it" he said, as if he hadn't believed any female would ever like doing anything like this with a Gobh, even one of their own... "She ... likes... it" he emphasized, as he inserted his long middle finger into her pussy hole... making sure to push it all the way in. Safi bit her lower lip, trying to keep silent and could not. Especially not when he started to thrust his finger and and out of her tight, wet, hole. One-Ear was grinning widely as he did this. He shifted a bit closer, still plunging his finger in and out of her. His cock was rock hard, and almost painful. But he wanted to see what else he could do, and how she would react. It was like a child with a new toy. He had fucked his own captive senseless, but he had not touched her this way, not at all... "What about... this"... as the others watched, One-Ear pulled his finger free, and lowered his head, his mouth quickly finding her dripping sex. Safi cried out the moment his tongue began lapping at her. And One-Ear, he was grunting as well as he licked her, his long tongue gliding along the folds of her sex, tasting the sweetness that was dripping from her. He had never tasted anything like this before. Never. And he wanted more. The other Goblins were now getting even more excited. All of them had their cocks out as they watched, stroking with jerky movements.

"I want to taste... "
"Me too"
"My turn"

The others were getting... inpatient.. to say the least. One-Ear lifted his head. He was older than most, had been around for a very long time. Licking her moisture from his lips, he grinned... "okay... okay" he nodded, getting to his feet and stepping back. Now it was Rot... he pushing past the others to get between her legs. Safi again called out as another tongue began licking at her... pushing into the wet slit that was her pussy, finding the tight hole, Rot thrust his tongue inside her, causing Safi to arch her back and scream in pleasure. That made the other Gobh's laugh, nodding that Dart and the others had been completely right about her.

Meanwhile, One-Ear positioned himself by her head, straddling her chest, he grabbing her hair and forcing his cock into her open mouth. Safi, caught a bit by surprise, trying to protest, but her words were muffled quickly by his length filling her mouth. "Ahhhhh yesss" the oldest of the Goblins moaned as he let himself enjoy the warmth that now surrounded him. "Just SUCK" he commanded, his hips beginning to rock. Now all the Goblins were grunting and chanting while One-Ear fucked her mouth and Rot feasted on her pussy.

"my TURN" .. It was Smash-Skull, one of the biggest Goblins. He grabbed Rot and pulled him away... Then fell to his knees between her legs. His mouth enveloped her pussy as he began licking. He liked the way she was squirming, and found that if the alternated between his tongue and fingers, she would squirm more. One-Ear, in the meantime, finished with her mouth, filling her throat with his spend. Climbing off, satisfied, he left the group, to go find a snack and get some sleep. Safi struggle to swallow what he had shot into her throat, only to scream out again, her back arching off the ground, she pulling at her restraints, when Smash-Skull began rubbing her rather roughly with his thick fingers. It took him only a moment to realize why she reacted as she did. It was all because of a little, swollen, nub he found near her pussy hole. "OH she likes this ALOT" he told the others as he pinched it, hearing her howl in pleasure again. He then began to flick his tongue over it, as her body began shuddering and trembling, but she was no longer crying out, another Goblin had filled her mouth with his cock yet again. But, as Smash-Skull quickly discovered, he did not need to hear her to know she was reacting. He pulled that swollen nub, her clit, into his mouth, sucking hard on it, and her reaction was to lift her hips up, her body shaking almost violently, as she came, filling his mouth with a flood of her searing hot, sweet, juices. With a very satisfied grunt, Smash-Skull drank from her, as the other Goblin emptied his balls into her throat for her to swallow yet again...

And this was how it went, as Safi lay bound on the ground. A Goblin would taste her, probe her with long, thick fingers, then move to her mouth and fuck her throat, as another Goblin would then taste her. And through out it all, she would cum, and writhe on the ground.

And this was the dream she was having, when Dart awakened her, his grasp on her ankles, spreading her legs. It took her a moment to realize what was happening, she feeling the thick head of his cock claiming her pussy once again. And because of that vivid dream, Safi was searing hot and soaking wet for him.. She let out a low groan... UUUuhhhmmmm... as Dart settled inside her.. the walls of her sex grasping him, pulsating along his length. She arched against him as he pinned her beneath him and when he began pistoning his hips, driving his cock in and out of her soaking hole, she wrapped her legs around those hips, her own body, as always betraying her, wanting to feel him inside her, began rock and writhe in rhythm with his. The wet sounds growing louder as he mated her. Safi now moaning in time with the motions, until his mouth covered hers. His tongue and her own entwining, bringing her cries to a silent, muffled.. sigh... She could hear both Ripper and Slash-Throat, moving about, grunting... waiting their turn to mount her and take their pleasure. It would not be long, the dream, and Dart's rough use of her, drove her body to the crest of orgasm pretty quickly and she managed to cry out into the kiss when she did careen over the edge, her body tensing, back arching, pussy gripping like a vice, as she came .... flooding and coating his length with her boiling heat....

 

[Otto26]

Dart's growl of approval was low and long. So smooth it was nearly a purr. As Safi's wet sex sucked at him, pulling him deeper, and her hips ground up against him he came and his growl extended into satisfaction as cups of his cum pumped into her, filling her, overflowing her. As their bodies slowly stilled he continued to kiss her hungry mouth, savouring the feel of her tongue against his, basking in her desire. Her hard nipples rubbed against his chest as her writhing slowed but did not entirely stop.

He reluctantly broke the kiss, raising up slightly above her, his face a hands span from her flushed face and bright, wicked eyes. Words, again, failed him and he resorted to the most basic form of goblin communication, growling his mastery, and his affection, towards her. She growled back at him, squeezing hard with her cunt and her legs, holding him deep inside. He knew she was his. He had proclaimed this. She had proclaimed it. This claim that he was somehow hers as well surprised him. Instinctive rage, the innate goblin will to dominate and control, warred with... satisfaction? It was a new feeling, a new consideration. He growled back, threat in his tone and she lifted her chin and her shoulders, baring her throat to him, offering it. He opened his mouth wide and placed his teeth upon her, exerting just enough pressure to dimple her skin. A quick and subtle movement conveyed the idea of tearing without inflicting any actual damage and his rough tongue laved her soft skin.

After a brief moment he let go and she lowered her chin, hungry eyes unflinchingly staring into his. He saw her hunger, her submission, and a spark of defiance. He wondered what she saw in his.

"Satisfy Ripper and Slash-Throat, Stab-Gut," he said softly. "I will make more use of you after you have bathed."

Her legs held him pinned for what seemed like a very long, rebellious moment before they parted and he was able to rise. He regarded her for a moment, sweaty and spread and used and still so very hungry. He smiled and turned away to the work of the day, leaving her to service his followers.