Neither you nor your party listened to the warning. Despite being small and individually weak, goblins still posed a serious risk to any inexperienced adventurers, and now it was too late to listen. While it had gone well at first, you had soon become overwhelmed and, one by one defeated. Your female party members had all been killed in brutal ways, however as the only male member your fate would be different.

After being knocked unconscious by a heavy club blow to the back of your head, you woke up an indiscernible amount of time later in a makeshift cage, stripped of your clothes and weapons, surrounded on all sides by goblins eagerly licking their lips.

The younger goblin who had stood up to the older one now snarls at you and takes a step forward, brandishing a small knife she had been hiding in her fur. "Don't even think about trying anything stupid, human." She growls, taking another step closer before forcing you back onto the bed, pinning your arms above your head with her surprising strength while the older goblin sits down next to you, grinning maliciously and beginning to stroke your still-hard cock.

The older goblin gives the younger one a satisfied grin as she continues to stroke your cock, moving her other hand lower to rub at your balls. "Isn't that right, human?" She purrs, still speaking in her thick guttural language. The younger goblin glares but remains silent, tensing as she waits for an excuse to attack again.

The younger goblin continues to watch you warily as the older one slowly begins to suck on your sensitive flesh. She seems to become more and more aroused by her friend's display, though she won't admit it out loud. Her eyes flicker between the chieftain and yourself, unsure whether or not to make another move against you.

The older goblin moans softly around your cock as she continues to suck on it, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she feels you tensing up inside her mouth. The younger one watches jealously, eager for a chance to taste you herself. She shivers slightly at the thought of being punished by the chieftain again if she makes a wrong move.

Meanwhile, several other goblins have gathered around the bed, all staring intently at your throbbing member and waiting impatiently for their turn to take you. The more aroused they become, the less likely they are to listen to reason and the more prone they are to violence.

The young goblin nearly pounces on you as soon as you break free, her claws outstretched and ready to tear into your flesh. "That's right, human! Show us how strong you really are!" She snarls. But before she can make contact with you, the chieftain steps forward and casually swipes a hand across her face, sending her tumbling backwards in shock and pain from the force of it.

"Enough!" The chieftain growls, fixing the young goblin with an angry gaze before turning to address the others. "This human is ours now. He will be used for breeding and pleasure. Any more aggression against him will result in harsh punishments!" Her words ring through the cavern, silencing the other goblins despite their lustful cries.

"Come then," she says to you, patting

The young goblin looks at you warily as you approach, still nursing the pain from the chieftain's blow. Her body trembles with desire and anger in equal measure. Your hand reaches out to caress her face gently, surprising her into not resisting as she leans into your touch. The other goblins watch this exchange intently, curiosity and lust plain on their faces.

"Now then," the chieftain growls. "It's time for you two to get acquainted." With a devious grin, she turns back to the young goblin and gives her a gentle shove in your direction. The younger goblin stumbles forward slightly before regaining her balance, staring up at you with confusion and longing written all over her face.

You don't understand the goblin's response as she seems to stammer out a few words in their strange language. She glances over at the chieftain, who nods encouragingly for her to speak more with you. The younger goblin looks at you hopefully, unsure of what exactly is expected of her but willing to try.

Her hands flutter nervously at her sides before finally landing on your chest, feeling the warmth and strength beneath your skin. She tentatively begins to stroke you there, watching your reaction carefully as she does so. The other goblins close in around the bed, eager to witness the intimacy between you and their young companion.

The young goblin's face flushes a deep red at your compliment, her heart swelling with pride and desire. She presses herself closer to you, tracing patterns on your chest and shoulders as she listens to the other goblins around her groan in lust. Encouraged by their reactions, she moves higher up on your body, leaning in to nibble at your neck before planting small kisses along your jawline and earlobe.

Her hips begin to shift against you as well, grinding against the obvious bulge in her loincloth. Her breath comes faster now, labored with desire and anticipation. The older goblins who surround them watch intently, occasionally reaching out to stroke a stray lock of fur or guide their movements with gentle nudges and encouragements.

The chieftain in particular seems pleased by the way things

The chieftain in particular seems pleased by the way things are progressing and decides to join in the fun, shoving the younger goblin aside to take her place between your legs. Her movements are confident and experienced, mirroring what she's seen from human males before as she grinds against you, moaning low in her throat. The other goblins around them watch hungrily, their lust obscuring all rational thought.

As the chieftain continues to ride you, her face flushes a deep red and her breath comes faster, teeth biting down on her lower lip. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she leans in closer, nibbling at your earlobe and whispering obscene words of desire and dominance. It's clear that this is not just about pleasure for her; it's about establishing dominance within the tribe and marking you as her property.

The younger goblin growls in frustration as the chieftain pushes her aside, but she doesn't resist; instead, she watches hungrily from the sidelines as the older goblin continues to ride you, groaning loudly in lust and anticipation. The other goblins around them encourage their leader with cries of excitement and envy, eager for their turn atop your throbbing member.

As the chieftain rides you harder, her body begins to tremble with the effort of holding back her orgasm. Her hips buck wildly against yours as she struggles to maintain control, grinding down against your length in a frantic attempt at relief. The grip on your shoulders tightens painfully and your shoulders soon begin to ache from being used as leverage like this.

You reach up to cup one of the chieftain's

The chieftain lets out a sharp cry as you grab her hips and hold on tightly, rocking your hips against hers in unison. Her movements become more erratic now, panting hard as she fights to keep control over the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body. The other goblins watching are growing increasingly agitated, their cries of lust and excitement melding into a single, primitive chant that echoes through the cavern.

Her climax hits hard and fast, her whole body tensing up as she arches backward with a shuddering gasp. Her nails dig painfully into your shoulders, but you don't care; all that matters is the feel of her hot flesh pressed against yours, her cries filling your ears as she comes apart on top of you.

The chieftain collapses to the floor with a heavy thud

The chieftain collapses to the floor with a heavy thud, gasping for breath as her muscles relax and her body cools down after her intense orgasm. She looks up at you with lust-filled eyes, a satisfied grin spreading across her face. Her gaze travels over your body before finally settling on the younger goblin who had been shoved aside earlier. The chieftain crooks a finger, beckoning the younger one closer.

The younger goblin hesitates for only a moment before hurrying to obey her leader's command, kneeling at the chieftain's side and waiting expectantly for further instruction. The older goblin grins wickedly, reaching down to stroke the younger one's head before pushing her forward onto your waiting cock.

"Finish what you started," she commands, her voice still rough from ex

The younger goblin eagerly complies, leaning forward to take your length into her mouth. Her hot breath caresses the sensitive skin of your cock as she starts sucking, her mouth sliding up and down your shaft with surprising skill and technique. The other goblins watch in fascination, their excitement palpable as they urge her on with murmurs of encouragement.

The chieftain smirks, pleased to see the younger one pleasing you so well. Her gaze flickers momentarily down to your crotch before returning to meet the young goblin's eyes in a predatory stare. The message is clear; make sure you are properly taken care of and satisfied, or else face her wrath.

You feel your release building steadily, the combination of pleasure from the younger goblin's attentions and anticipation of what may come next sending you spir

The younger goblin's movements grow faster and more urgent as you approach your climax, her mouth working over your cock like a well-oiled machine. Her face turns bright red from the effort, but she doesn't stop until she feels your hot seed spurting into her mouth. With a satisfied moan, she pulls away, a string of your cum glistening between her lips.

Around them, the other goblins cheer and clap, their eyes sparkling with lust as they watch you recover from your orgasm. The chieftain nods approvingly at the younger goblin's performance, pleased that she has managed to keep you satisfied. She stands slowly, her gaze flicking briefly down to your crotch before meeting your eyes once more.

With a wicked grin, she gestures for the young goblin

The chieftain grins at your eager nod and motions for the young goblin to move aside before stepping between your legs once more. She pushes the other female away with a rough growl, her hips moving in a practiced rhythm as she takes you inside her, moaning deeply around your cock. The other goblins watch hungrily, their desire for you almost tangible as they wait for their turn to have you all to themselves.

As the chieftain continues to ride you, her hands wander freely across your body, squeezing and pinching at your flesh with cruel delight. Her breath comes faster now, her face flushed a deep red as she throws her head back in ecstasy. It's clear that she's close once more, and soon enough you can feel her tightening around you as she approaches her orgasm.

The chieftain gasps as you moan into her ear, your hot breath sending shivers down her spine. Her hips move even faster in response, grinding against yours with a ferocity that leaves no room for doubt about her dominance over you and the rest of her tribe. She growls low in her throat, relishing the power she holds as her climax builds to an unbearable intensity.

With a final thrust, she throws her head back and arches her back in ecstasy, her voice echoing through the cavern as she cries out your name amidst a shower of goblin cum that coats you both. The other goblins watch eagerly, their anticipation growing with every passing moment until finally one by one they are allowed to take their turn on top of you, each more eager and brutal than the last.

Three days later, you awaken with a start in your own bed. Your head feels fuzzy and your body aches all over. Groaning softly, you sit up and take inventory of your surroundings: the room is still messy from their last "celebration," but at least there aren't any goblins waiting to assault you at the moment. A pang of guilt hits you as you remember their lustful gazes and rough handling over the past few days; have you become too weak to protect yourself from them now?

As you start to stroke your own cock, memories of the past few days flood back into your mind like a wave of nausea. The chieftain's rough hands, the other goblins clawing at your body... It had all been so brutal and overwhelming that you hadn't been able to think straight. You'd given in to them time and again, unable to resist their primal lust.

Tears sting the corners of your eyes as you start to imagine what it would be like if this were all just a nightmare; if you could wake up back home with your human wife, surrounded by familiar comforts instead of being trapped here with these monsters. The thought is almost enough to make you lose your erection right then and there.

The memories and the hopelessness are too much to bear; you're almost ready to give up on yourself entirely when a single, sharp knock sounds at your door. Startled out of your self-pity, you freeze for a moment before slowly rising to investigate the sound. Peering through a narrow gap between two planks, you see the young goblin who had been shoved aside on that first night, her large eyes filled with fear and anguish as she looks up at you pleadingly.

The young goblin swallows hard before speaking, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I-I beg your forgiveness for what happened. I shouldn't have disobeyed the chieftain... I only wanted to protect you." Her hands tremble as she reaches out to touch yours, her eyes pleading for understanding and mercy.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you gently press your lips against hers, the soft touch almost painful after days of rough treatment. The young goblin's arms go around you instinctively, clinging tightly to this small display of affection and kindness. Her whole body trembles with emotion, tears streaming down her cheeks as she clings to you.

When you pull away from the kiss, she looks up at you with confusion and hope in her eyes. "Why?" she whispers, barely able to believe that you would show her such gentleness after everything that's happened.

Her eyes widen further at your words before she manages to compose herself and chuckles nervously, taking a step back from you. "I... I see," she stammers, blushing deeply once more. "If that is what you truly want... then perhaps..." She glances around furtively before leaning in closer, her breath tickling your earlobe as she whispers, "...perhaps we could find some way to make this situation work for both of us."

Her suggestion hangs in the air between you, unspoken promises and desires dancing on the edges of your senses. It's clear that she's offering herself up to you - willingly and trustingly despite all that has happened before. The choice is yours: reject her outright or take this opportunity to perhaps find some measure of peace and comfort within their tribe... if only for a little while longer.

The young goblin's eyes widen in surprise at your words before a playful grin spreads across her face. "Oh? And what makes you think I would let such a fine human do that?" She asks teasingly, stepping back to give you a good look at her body. "Or perhaps... maybe there's something else you'd like to do instead?" Her hands move suggestively over her hips and breasts, taunting and teasing you further.

The other goblins in the tribe are beginning to stir now, curious as they sense the change in dynamics between their chieftain and this human male. Some eye you with hunger, others with suspicion. It's clear that whatever choice you make now will have far-reaching consequences within the tribe.

The young goblin's eyes narrow as she watches you retreat, her expression a mix of disappointment and anger. "Fine," she snaps, spinning on her heel to stomp away from the bed. Her voice carries clearly through the cavern as she calls out to the other goblins, "The human is not interested!" Her words are met with groans of disappointment and accusatory glares from the surrounding goblins.

For a moment, it seems like tensions might rise further. The chieftain watches you carefully from the corner of her eye, weighing her options as she debates whether or not to intervene. But before anything can truly escalate, she gives a sharp nod and growls, "Enough! There are other ways to pass the time." Her voice cuts through the air like a whip, silencing the rest of the tribe instantly.

"Let the human rest," the chieftain says coolly, addressing her words to both you and the young goblin. "We will find other ways to entertain ourselves for now." Her gaze flickers momentarily over your body before settling on something else in the room, a calculating gleam in her eyes.

The rest of the tribe seems content enough with this decision; they disperse throughout the cavern, leaving you alone with the chieftain and the other goblins who remain nearby. The air grows tense as everyone watches each other warily, anticipating whatever game or challenge might come next from their leader.

The chieftain watches you carefully during the next few hours, her expression unreadable as she waits for a sign of submission or dominance. Her chosen toys change often, some goblins pleasing her while others are forced to endure her wrath. It's clear that she's testing your mettle; trying to see just how far you'll go before finally succumbing to their will.

As the evening progresses, she takes notice of your reactions to each situation and goblin involved. There's a cold calculation in her eyes as she studies you, searching for any signs of weakness that could be exploited. When it seems like things have gone on long enough, she turns toward you once more, her expression unreadable. "Human," she growls softly, her voice barely audible over the moans and groans of the other goblins in the ca

The chieftain cocks her head to the side as she watches your expression closely. "I see that you have been watching carefully. Now it is time for you to choose who among us will serve you tonight." Her words send a shiver down your spine, making every instinct scream in warning. But there is also a part of you that relishes the control she's offering; the chance to turn the tables and take revenge on those who have tormented you for so long.

Her gaze flickers between you and each goblin present, daring you to make your choice. The tension in the air grows thick as every eye in the room focuses intently on you, waiting to see which of them will be chosen as your prize...and which will face her wrath for failing to please.

The decision is yours: do you choose one of the goblins before you and attempt to reg

"Very well," the chieftain growls softly. "Then let fate decide." She steps aside, motioning for you to come closer as she reaches into a small pouch at her belt. From within it, she produces three small stones; one white, one black, and one gray. With practiced ease, she tosses the stones into the air.

As they spin through the air, tension builds in your chest. You can almost taste the fear and anticipation on the back of your tongue. Finally, the stones come to rest on the ground before you. One is black, one is gray, and one is white. The black stone marks a goblin who will be spared; the gray stone means they'll face punishment from their leader; but it's the white stone that holds your attention.

The goblin who finds it will become yours for the night...but only if you can surv

The chieftain narrows her eyes suspiciously as you hide the stones. "What game are you playing, human?" she growls, her hand moving to rest on the hilt of her weapon. The other goblins in the room tense as well, ready to pounce if necessary.

"I simply want each of them to earn their choice," you reply, your voice steady despite the lump forming in your throat. "Let them prove themselves."

The chieftain hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Very well," she grunts reluctantly. "Then let the game begin." With that, she steps aside and motions for the goblins to gather around you once more.

The goblins eagerly gather around you, their eyes bright with anticipation and fear as they await your judgment. The chieftain watches silently from the sidelines, her expression unreadable as she waits to see how this will play out. It's clear that each of them has something they can offer; some are more skilled in certain acts, while others possess an air of dominance or submission that might appeal to you.

The first goblin steps forward tentatively, its tail twitching nervously. Its large, pale eyes meet yours as it holds out a shaking hand, palm upward. The second one follows suit, displaying similar trepidation and eagerness. As the last one takes its place in front of you, there is a momentary pause before they all tense simultaneously, awaiting your decision with bated breath.

The chieftain nods slightly at your choice, her lips twitching in what might almost be a smile. The second goblin's eyes light up with relief and excitement as it steps forward eagerly, its posture straightening as it offers its hand once more. It bows deeply before you, pressing its forehead to the ground in submission before raising itself slowly and spreading its legs wide apart.

The goblin's eyes widen with pleasure as you take it between your lips and begin to suckle eagerly. Its hips rock back and forth, its hands digging into the floor for purchase as it moans and whimpers in ecstasy. Around them, the other goblins watch intently, some envying the position of the lucky one while others grow increasingly aroused by the show.

The goblin gasps as your tongue explores its entrance more thoroughly, pushing deeper and harder until it finds purchase on the sensitive flesh within. "My name is Throgg," it manages to squeak out between moans of pleasure. It thrusts its hips upwards again, meeting the pressure of your lips with equal force as it loses itself in the sensations you're creating.