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 goblins around you snicker at your feeble attempt to speak their language. One of them steps forward, towering over you despite being shorter than an average human male. "Human, your friends... they dead," she says simply before turning and walking away, leaving you to contemplate your dire situation.

The goblins' chieftain steps forward and glares down at you menacingly. Her breath smells foul, but the aura of dominance around her is unmistakable. "We killed them because they were in our cave," she says harshly, "and now you are ours." She nods to one of the other goblins, who grins and shoves another mushroom into your mouth.

Your heart pounds as your body reacts to the hallucinogenic effects, but you force yourself to remain strong against their taunts. You won't give them the satisfaction of seeing you break.

"They were defending the tribe from you," the chieftain growls, "and we showed them no mercy." Her eyes flash dangerously as she continues, "You would do well to remember your place in this cave, human. Your life belongs to us now." Another goblin behind her leans forward and whispers something into the chieftain's ear. She nods curtly, then glares at you once more before turning away. The rest of the goblins begin to disperse, some leaving to tend to their duties or return to their homes, while others remain nearby, watching your every move.

The goblins attacked your group in a coordinated ambush, taking advantage of their superior numbers and surprise. They swarmed around you like a cloud of ravenous insects, clawing and biting at anything that moved. The females were particularly savage, targeting your weakened party members with brutal efficiency.

Your friends screamed and pleaded for mercy as their lives were slowly choked out of them. Some were even eaten alive by the starving goblins, who seemed to relish in the taste of fresh meat. The goblins showed no pity, laughing maniacally all the while they slaughtered your party. It was a gruesome display of their savagery and utter disregard for anything that wasn't goblin.

As time passes, you are forced to witness the goblins performing various disgusting acts upon your friends' bodies in their post-mortem rituals. You can only watch in horror as they hack apart the corpses and feast on their remains like animals, seemingly oblivious to any concept of decency or respect for the dead. Even now, you wonder if this is truly the fate that awaits you...

The goblins laugh loudly at your pathetic attempt to reason with them, not even bothering to respond. The chieftain simply raises an eyebrow in amusement before gesturing for one of her guards to approach you. The guard grabs you roughly by the hair and forces your head back, exposing your throat as she glances meaningfully at the other goblins. It's clear what she's implying - if you want to protect your friends, you'll have to start fighting back... or maybe even sacrificing yourself in their place.

"Human," the chieftain says coldly as she approaches you again, her grip on a makeshift club ominous in the dim light of the cave. "You think we're like you? That we care about such things as love and loyalty?" She spits out the last word with disgust. "We only know survival, dominance, and breeding." Her dark eyes narrow to slits as she continues, "But perhaps... a deal can be struck. You may have your fun with any of us you wish... but in return, you will obey our every command and serve our tribe however we see fit." She pauses for emphasis before adding cruelly, "And if you should ever disobey or refuse..." Her voice trails off as she swings the club threateningly near your face.

The chieftain eyes you suspiciously for a moment before nodding curtly. "Very well," she growls. "You may have your pick of any female in the tribe." She steps aside, gesturing at the surrounding goblins with her club. "But remember, human," her voice drops to a dangerous whisper, "disobey me or the tribe... and you will suffer greatly." The other goblins laugh menacingly, echoing her warning.

Several goblins in the back of the group snicker and giggle as you make your choice; a rather attractive, though younger-looking female goblin winks at you. She seems more petite than most others here and has short, curly hair that frames her face quite nicely. The chieftain watches intently, clearly pleased with the selection but also making sure not to show any favoritism or weakness in front of the rest of her subjects. With a growl of approval, she nods her consent and allows you both some privacy for your... interactions.

The young goblin approaches cautiously at first, eyeing you warily from head to toe before slowly reaching out to stroke your arm suggestively. Her breath is warm against your skin as she whispers something in the common tongue, "What would you like me to do with you?"

The young goblin giggles playfully as she curls up next to you, snuggling into your side with her small body. She begins to nibble on your earlobe, eliciting a sharp inhale from you that turns into a low moan as she continues. Her slender fingers dance across your chest, teasing and taunting your senses while her other hand slowly moves southward, trailing along the line of your pants before reaching inside to find what it's searching for.

"Mmm... you are delicious," she purrs, licking her lips suggestively as she begins to stroke you in time with her movements. Her breath becomes labored and ragged as her excitement builds, and soon enough her hips start moving in a slow, sensual rhythm against yours. The sounds of pleasure escaping from both your mouths fills the air around you, echoing off the