Goblins' Rise

"We discussed this. I am so sorry you went through something so terrible, but yes. Remove your actual feelings about it, and that stuff gets me off." I look at Miso. "I don't want you to hate me. I know this isn't what you expected when you signed up. If you want to leave, I won't stop you."

She is thoughtful for a moment. Then, "I have never seen Saki so happy. So vibrant. We would never be allowed to express our love back home. Not in the open like this." She grins at me. "Plus we did sign on to be sex slaves." She leans into me and gives me a hug.

"Good. Great. Because I'm going to need you girls to fuck more goblins." I tell them.

"Oh?"

"The lack of sex, I think, is one of the bigger issues with their society. If we can remove the aggression from that, then I do think we can build something great. You know the Brood Mother wouldn't let them keep slaves for sex, just so they would go out and raid more."

The orc and the Usagi girl ponder that for a bit. Then, "So, you liked us as fuck toys for goblins, huh?"

"Yeah." I admit with a smirk. "I'm a kinky deviant."

We stop for a long rest and a lunch. The human mother sits next to me after eating. Pulling her cloak tighter around her, in an attempt to protect her modesty.

"We weren't rescued, were we?" She asks. I give her an inquisitive look. "We simply traded one master for another?"

"I'm afraid so." I tell her. "I am no hero. And while I didn't kidnap you, I have no qualms about keeping you as slaves. Or your daughters." Our gazes turn to the teens. Sitting together on a log sharing a handful of berries.

Their cloaks cover their chests but are open at their legs. Giving a good view up their tender thighs. Right to their virgin cunnies. Even though their chests are hidden I remember their budding breasts from looking at them back in their cage. They were twins, eighteen, and adorably, fuckably, cute.

Their mother was a bit more matronly. Older than me and a bit plump. She had big tits and a big round ass. All three had brown shoulder length hair. They reminded me of attractive peasant women.

"Then, you will...with my daughters?" She asks nervously.

"Yes. When I am ready. Right now we need to put some miles behind us." I look at her. Making it obvious I am sizing her up. "You too, of course." She blushes at the attention. "I didn't catch your names." I add.

She looks over at her daughters again. Now dashing over to the berry bush with all the exuberance of youth. "I'm Gertrude. And that's Calliandra and Trishandra. We were nuns. Members of the Lady of Light. I joined soon after they were born. When my husband died in the War of Bog Creek. We were taken prisoner when our city was sacked. Then sold to that disgusting orc."

Snapping her out of her reverie, "Well you belong to me now. Hopefully I won't be too bad a master. Though there will definitely be things you won't like."

We finally make camp in the evening. Sitting next to me after dinner, Amanatia cajoles me into telling some stories from my world. Specifically she has me talk about the way things are different.

Everyone sits enthralled at my words. Well maybe not Kara, she had heard most of this before.

But the goblins, they sit...they sit enraptured. Even the princesses. Maybe especially them. Jadara seems to hang on every word.

Afterward the soldiers set up guards. Kara ordering them around to her satisfaction, and our security. Then everyone finds a spot to sleep. Most without blankets or bedrolls.

We needed supplies. That had to be our first goal.

The Usagi girls pared off with each other after checking that it was ok with me.

They hadn't been able to be close to each other since before the attack.

That meant that Kara had me to herself. And she was horny. I had to convince her to wait until everyone was asleep.

"Why? You are chief here. It is your right to take as you want."

She had a point, but I still insisted.

So she spent an hour whispering all the kinky naughty things she would let me do to her. While agonizingly slowly caressing my cock.

"...each goblin spanking me and pulling my hair...

...whipping my tits with tree branches...

...a hard cock in every hole...

...as many times as you wish. Putting me in my place..."

Eventually I could hold out no more. In the dim light of the fire. With snores all around us. I roll on top of her. She grins as I slide my iron hard dick inside her wet cunt. Quietly growling as she scratches my back. I suck on her tits driving deep inside her. Soon her body trembles with a quiet orgasm. Then I blow my own load. Gasping and panting from my exertion.

We sleep together in sexual bliss. As I fade off I can hear Saki quietly chirping her own pleasure. As her lesbian lover plays with her.

In the morning we discuss where we are heading. As I don't know the land I mostly listen waiting to make the final decision.

Finally deciding to head toward a Biladi kingdom that should be nearby. And more or less friendly.

Traveling throughout the day I find Sakura around me pretty much wherever I turn.

Finally during a break I grab her and, as she squeals in delight, spin her around then back her against a tree. I hold her close, my hands grabbing her bare pink ass.

"What's up bunny?" I ask.

"You know that's offensive to my people." She giggles.

"I'll never say it again if you insist. But I can't help thinking of you as my cute little bunny."

"No, don't. It's sexy when you say it." She coos.

"Alright, bunny." I say nibbling her neck as she squeals again.

She lifts her legs, wrapping them around my waist. Then she reaches between us and pulls out my growing dick.

She closes her big bunny eyes, bites her lip, and moans in pleasure as it slips into her.

Grunting with my own need, I fuck her up against the tree.

"Umph! You need...ooh! You need to fuck the other princesses." She gasps as I fuck her.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, umph! They are a little...ooh! Little jealous. Mmn, plus you will need pussy. Ooh!if you want to satisfy your soldiers. Oh fuck! Mmn, Miso told me."

She had a point.

We finish up and through the rest of the day each time we stopped for a break I would take a virgin princess off into the woods and put a smile on her cute goblin face.

There were six girls, but plenty of time

That evening after a couple more stories I announced a slight change in procedure.

"The specifics of this will probably change in the future. Especially as our group gets bigger.

Each night half of our soldiers will get to have sex with a small group of our women." Everyone perks up at my announcement. "Gort will split the boys into two groups that will alternate each night. And Misoko will pick out four or more girls to entertain them. Any questions?"

"When do we start?" Miso asks.

"Tonight, after everyone is done eating."

"Who's off limits?" She asks.

"No one...well the teens. For now anyway." I finish.

The goblin gathers up his boys and picks out eight. He doesn't include himself in the first group I notice. Good man.

For her part the Usagi girl picks Jade, Natia, two of the other princesses, and herself. Good girl.

They set up on one side of the fire. Laying down our scant blankets so the girls can be comfortable.

Before they start I explain that in all things the women of our group are to be respected.

"Now if she wants kinky, ass slapping, disrespectful sex. That's fine. But it's her choice." I wonder wether that will hold up. At least as it comes to sex. But for now better to have the rules be black and white for the boys.

Except for sentries the rest of us sit and watch the show. How could we not. The goblin girls are obviously nervous as they disrobe in front of everyone. Miso is not nervous. And she is basically already nude. She motions a couple of the boys over and gets to all fours. She wiggles her cute white ass, her little fluffy tail shaking enticingly.

I motion Gertrude over next to me. She comes, reluctantly. Her daughters staring intently at the orgy.

I pull the plump woman close as she sits next to me. Brushing her cloak back over her shoulders, exposing her pleasant body.

Lowering her gaze, she unties her only article of clothing and lets it fall behind her.

One arm around her waist I reach over and squeeze one of her large breasts. Lightly pinching her nipple. Kissing her shoulder.

Looking past the mature woman I can see that her elder daughter, Calli, has noticed me molesting her mother. She watches us intently now instead of the orgy.

I give the girl a wink before leaning down and sucking on a rosy nipple. My hand slipping down her pudgy belly to her crotch. My fingers gently digging into her soft pussy.

Rubbing I quickly find her sensitive clit. Causing her to gasp when I flick it. Nibbling on her nipple, I keep flicking her clit. Faster and faster. Her breathing starts to come in little gasps. And I see Calli's eyes go wide as I bring her mother to orgasm.

I pull Gertrude up. Then lying on her cloak put her on her stomach across the log. Facing the orgy.

"Tell me. Do you like your ass slapped naughty girl?" I taunt/ask her.

She moans. Then, "Yes sir. I...I love it." Obviously lost in the throes of lust I doubt she realizes she has an audience.

I slap her ass a few times. Then rub her clit. The wonton slut spreads her legs to allow me easier access.

"Please." She says softly.

SMACK! I slap her big ass. "What's that?" I ask.

"Please I need it?" She says a little louder.

"THWACK! "Need what?"

"Ooh! I need your cock. Please sir! Fuck me with your big cock!"

She screams as I thrust fully into her sloppy twat. My balls slapping her pussy as I fuck her hard.

Her daughters watch as she moans and groans loudly. The shocked look on their faces, priceless.

I grab her brown hair, pulling her head up and spank her bouncy ass in time with my thrusts. Soon she is screaming out an orgasm. Louder than anyone I have ever been with.

The woman loves sex.

After I finally cum inside her, she sits up and realizes what she did in front of everybody. With tears in her eyes she rushes off into the darkness.

I nod at Gort, who tasks a couple boys to keep an eye on her.

By now the orgy has died down. Everyone beds down for the night. Kara, and one of the princesses snuggling with me. After the fire has dimmed and pretty much everyone is asleep, Gertrude returns. Lying down alone.

The next day the mature woman is quiet and sullen. I notice she avoids her daughters as well.

The goblins, on the other hand are in high spirits. Even the girls. Looks like the sex idea may be a hit.

Mid morning I walk close to Gertrude, who pulls her cloak close around he plump naked body.

"Are you ok?" I ask her.

"Why should you care about the feelings of one of your whores?" She responds sullenly.

"I care about all of my people. Slave or no. Just because I have needs that they have to fill doesn't mean I don't care." We walk in silence for a moment. "You seemed to enjoy yourself last night. Or was that for my benefit? If so you did an amazing job"

"No." She starts quietly. "I did enjoy myself. It hasn't been like that since the girl's father passed. That's the problem. How can I face them? What do I tell them?" She looks at me, no longer angry, but ashamed.

"Tell them that they should never be ashamed for enjoying sex. Better yet, show them. Like you did last night. I think everyone was inspired by your performance." She blushes mightily at that.

"I am going to fuck your daughters. Probably soon." I touch her rosy cheek. "Wouldn't it be better if they were excited rather than afraid?"

She nods thinking.

"I can't force you to enjoy anything. But you are a sex slave. Embrace that. You have the opportunity to explore anything related to sex that you ever wanted. Things you were too embarrassed to tell your husband. I'm sure I can find someone or something to do your wildest fantasies with you. And I would probably enjoy watching."

I leave her to her thoughts. Later in the day I see her walking with her daughters. The girls are animated, asking her questions. And though she is obviously uncomfortable, it looks like she answers them.

Gertrude isn't clasping her robe shut. Letting anyone who wishes get a good look at her body.

In the evening the orgy group has switched, so the rest of the boys have a go.

Everyone was still happy to listen to a couple stories, but obviously excited to get to the sex.

Apparently Gertrude volunteered to help with the entertaining. And Jadara was there again too. Both by request I would later learn.

Her daughters watch fascinated as a couple goblins bring their mother to a screaming orgasm. Her ass red from the spanking she received.

I was talking with Gort during a rest.

"Sure letters can spell pretty much anything." I tell him. He knew loosely about writing, but was obviously less than literate.

Using a stick I spell out his name on the ground.

GORT

"See g o r t, Gort. That's your name. It's you." I tell him.

His eyes wide. "That is not me. I'm me."

"Oh, well yeah. That represents you. If I showed that to someone who could read it they would know I meant you. It works that way with pretty much everything."

TREE

"That spells tree." He looks at me dumbfounded. Then scurries off.

I can barely hear him as he breathlessly reaches some of the boys, and a princess.I notice the two groups are mingling more after a week of sex.

"Guys guys! I just saw the boss make a tree!"

I guess he didn't get it after all. I sigh.

At lunch the next day Gort walks up to me while I'm eating. Saki stops telling me about the finer points of tree sculpting. It sounded a lot like bonsai, but with magic.

The goblin looks nervous. If he was a farmer he would be clenching a straw hat in his hands.

"Uh, Boss?"

"Yes Gort." I answer. The pink Usagi girl smiling kindly at him. She hadn't yet had a turn with the boys. A decision I agreed with. The only other women that hadn't were Calli and Trisha.

"Could you teach us about the writin'? How it can represent a large thing?" The goblin asks. So he had understood. I was pleasantly surprised.

"Sure gather round."

By the end pretty much the whole troupe gathered to hear my lesson. Even Kara. She pretended to be uninterested, but I could tell she was taking it all in. Probably understood more than anyone.

She was wicked smart for an orc barbarian.

Mostly I explained the concept of writing. Then I showed each letter and number in the dirt.

That seemed to be the topic of conversation most of the rest of the day.

We had seen a few scattered farms throughout the morning. The people obviously concerned by a band of goblins moving through their land.

When we spied a small farming village we stopped and made camp.

"How friendly are they likely to be?" I ask my girls.

"Probably friendly enough to me and Sakura. But leery of the goblins, and Karagoth." Misoko says.

"What do you suggest?"

"Lets camp overnight and the three of us go into the village in the morning. If they want to send an envoy tonight to negotiate then they can."

So that's what we did. Our sentries reported a few of the cat people coming close, but not engaging. Probably just wanted to check us out.

A bit before dinner a lone elderly Biladi approached the camp. One of our guards escorting him in. He was old. The fur on his face having gone to grey. He wore a light blue robe with white filigree on the edges. He leaned on a tall ornate staff.

"Hello the camp." He says. "I am Drogan. The village elder. Who, may I ask, is in charge here?"

"That would be me." I say stepping forward. "My name is Nicholas. Well met Drogan."

"Well met sir." He seems relieved to be talking to me. "May I ask your intentions here?"

"Certainly. We are mercenaries looking for work. We are just passing through on our way to find some. We were hoping we could purchase supplies from your village." I explain.

He brightens up at that. "We would be happy to sell you what you need."

"Great. Then if you don't mind we will send a few of our number to town tomorrow to see what you have. Then be on our way the day after."

That also seems to cheer him up. "Wonderful. I will let everyone know. Are there things in specific you are looking for?"

"We lost a good portion of our usual traveling supplies fleeing a fire. Plus we will be interested in cloth goods and leather." I let him know.

Happy with how things turned out, the elder heads back to the village.

"He certainly seemed happy with how that went." Natia says at my side.

"Well he was worried our goblin army was going to march down and sack his village." I tell her.

She looks up at me with a smile.

In the morning the bunny girls and I get ready to visit the village. Seemingly everyone giving us a list of what to look for.

"...oh, oh, a good mule. To carry supplies...

...fresh vegetables. I could make a good stew...

...some slates to practice our letters..."

A couple of the princesses lend their dresses to the Usagi girls. A little tight on them, especially Miso, and her busty chest. Then we head into the village.

The village is not large. There's a pub, a blacksmith, and a general store. The last is where we head.

Drogan had obviously gotten the word out as there was quite a gathering waiting for us.

We spend a couple hours negotiating with the villagers. They seem excited to meet me. Apparently few of them have ever even seen a human. We end up with two mules, what seems to be all of the villages cloth and leather, plus tools to tailor them. We get some fresh food, more cooking supplies, as well as a few odds and ends. Misoko was excited to find a bow for sale. Along with Amanatia's crossbow that makes the second ranged weapon we have.

Turns out our golds stretch far here. The whole load doesn't put much of a dent in our coffers. I make a point of getting change in silvers and coppers when I can. As all Jadara had taken were golds and jewels.

Before we leave I ask the Elder if it would be ok to send the goblins into the village in small groups to spend their earnings. He agrees, the spending part pleasing him.

When we get back to camp we are swamped as the whole band wants to see what we got.

I pass out a few coppers to everyone, even Gertrude and her daughters. Surprising and delighting the trio.

That should allow for a couple drinks, a trinket or two, or some sweet rolls from the village.

Gort sets up a rotation for the rest of the day. Four people at a time to have a short visit to the village.

Gertrude, true to her word starts preparing a stew with the stuff we got. Instructing her daughters in the finer points of cooking. Probably we should make her the official chef.

Throughout the day local farmers and villagers visit our camp to show off their wares.

Gert comes back from his trip excited. He was able to convince someone to sell him a slate and some chalk. Not a bad one too, it had a simple wooden frame. He was excited to practice writing on it.

Early in the afternoon the twins walk up and stop in front of me. Obviously nervous. We had never really spent much time together yet. I think they were afraid of me. I guess I couldn't blame them.

I was cutting linen into some patterns. A nice woman from the village was helping us make clothes. Gertrude being the closest to a tailor we had, and she explained that her experience was limited mostly to repairs.

"What's up girls?" I ask looking up from my work.

"Mother says we can go to the village if you take us." Calli says.

"Please!" Adds Trisha.

"Well, I guess I could go for a walk." I say, smiling as I stand.