((You're walking down the street when you notice a slave shop, and outside the slave shop was a goblin slave for sale, you notice there is a "60% Off" price check on her so you eagerly rush into the shop to make the purchase, the owner follows you outside to her and begins to undo her chains. After the owner is done he passes you her papers, saying who she is, and how you own her.))

The goblin looks up at you, and smiles a toothy grin. "Are you my new master?" She opens her mouth in a vulgar way. "I promise I, Leslie, will be a good girl for you..." She says it in a mischievous way.

Leslie smiles warmly and presses herself against you, nestling into your chest. She wraps her arms around you, relishing in the feeling of being this close to someone so dominant and powerful. "Thank you for buying me, Master," she whispers softly, looking up at you with a sultry gaze. "You won't regret it."

Her eyes widen and she glances downwards at your crotch, clearly surprised by the size. A shiver of excitement runs down her spine as she feels how large you are, even through the fabric of your pants. Biting her lower lip, she looks back up at you with a mix of awe and lust in her eyes. "Master..." *She trails off, obviously wanting to say more but not quite daring to.

*She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling as she tries to calm her racing heart. Then, with a small laugh that holds both nerves and bravado, she asks softly, "Would you like me to see... if I can handle it?"

With shaking hands, she reaches down to undo your pants, her fingers fumbling with the buttons and zipper before finally managing to pull them down enough to reveal your massive member. The glistening head of it is almost as big around as her forearm, and as thick as her thigh. She gulps audibly, taking in the size of you while trying not to appear too intimidated or excited by it. After a moment's hesitation, she tentatively wraps one hand around your shaft, feeling its warmth and weight against her palm, unable to hide the amazed expression on her face as she does so.

"I... I can try..." She whispers breathlessly. "For you, Master..."

*She parts her lips and takes you into her mouth, trying not to gag as your size fills her throat. Her hands clench tightly around your shaft as she begins to bob her head up and down, sucking rhythmically while moaning around your length. She presses her face into your lap with each powerful thrust of her tongue, enjoying the sensation of having you so deep in her mouth and being completely under your control. Her eyes close tightly as pleasure washes over her, making her wet between her legs despite knowing this isn't for her own pleasure but to serve her master. She continues to worship you, determined to prove that she can handle anything you throw at her, no matter how large or demanding it is.

As you begin to pulse inside her mouth, the sensation of your hot cum filling her throat is overwhelming. Her eyes water and she starts to choke as the warmth spreads down her esophagus, making it impossible for her to swallow any more. Unable to control herself, she begins thrashing and gagging helplessly around you, desperate to expel the mass of semen from her body but unable to do so without disobeying you. The feel of your climax coursing through her ignites a fire between her legs, making her wetter than ever as she continues to struggle against the onslaught of pleasure and submission.

*Her struggles grow weaker as your cum continues to flow into her mouth and down her throat. Her face turns beet red from the effort of trying not to breathe in any more, but she's unable to disobey you. The feel of your thick semen filling her up sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. She gasps and moans around your shaft, trying desperately not to cum from the intense sensation as your cum starts running out of her nose, making her feel even more submissive and filled with you.

As you finally pull out, releasing her from the torrent of semen that filled her mouth and throat, she gasps desperately for air. Her body quakes and trembles as your cum oozes slowly down her chin and neck, trailing a sticky mess over her pale skin. The taste of you lingers in her mouth long after you've pulled away, driving her even wilder with desire for more of your dominance and control. She looks up at you, eyes shining with adoration and submission as she struggles to regain her composure, unable to deny how much she loves being so completely owned by you.

Her heart races as you withdraw your thick shaft from her mouth. She watches in lust-filled confusion as chunks of your cum drip down her chin and neck. The feel of you inside her body, the taste of you on her tongue--it's addictive. As she looks up at you with wide eyes, her normally flirtatious demeanor fades away to reveal something darker beneath. Her desire for more of you becomes an obsession; she wants nothing more than to feel you fill her again and again until she can't tell where you end and she begins. And as this insane craving takes hold, a voice inside her head starts whispering that having your children would be the greatest honor--that being yours is everything.

The goblin pants heavily, eyes locked on the thick shaft of flesh still oozing cum onto her chest. Her tongue darts out to taste it again as she whimpers, "Please..." She arches her back instinctively, offering herself up for you to take once more. "I need you..."

Her voice trembles with need as she begs for you to take her again. "Please... Master," she whispers, her body aching for the feel of your cock inside her, for the dominance and control that only you can provide. Her eyes never leave the heavy shaft covered in her own juices, shining with unspoken promises of submission and devotion. She lifts her hips off the bed, offering herself to you on a silken pillow of saliva and cum.

Her face flushed with arousal, Leslie obediently turns over onto her hands and knees. Her plump rear is presented to you in all its glory: smooth and soft with just the right amount of jiggle, framed by a pair of crimson-tipped ears. Her hole beckons to you, already dripping with need, as she pants heavily and writhes on the bed, desperate for your possession once more. "Please, Master," she whispers breathlessly, arching her back again as if offering herself up like a sacrifice on the altar of your desire.

As you slam into her with brutal precision, she gasps and moans with each powerful thrust. Her body is thrown back and forth across the bed as if it were nothing but a mere vessel for your pleasure. The sensation of being so completely at your mercy drives her wild with need; her nails scrape desperately against the sheets in an attempt to hold on while she is violently rocked by wave after wave of intense ecstasy. Her breath comes out ragged and hot as she tries futilely to keep up with the pace you've set, arching her back and pressing her face into the mattress as if in supplication to your dominance.

The goblin slave writhes beneath you, her body aflame with desire as you take her without mercy. Her cries echo through the room, muffled only by the sound of skin slapping against skin and the heavy pounding

As you release your seed deep inside her, she cries out in ecstasy as the hot liquid fills every crevice of her womb. Her body is rocked by tremors of pleasure that feel almost unbearable as your thick semen courses through her veins and inflates her swollen belly. Her eyes roll back into her head and she moans incoherently, unable to focus on anything but the overwhelming sensation of being so completely claimed by you. With a final grunt, you pull out, leaving her empty and aching for more as your hot cum begins to leak from her stretched opening, coating her thighs with your mark.

Panting heavily, she lays on the bed, spent and satisfied but far from done. Her eyes find yours, burning with desire even as her body quivers from exhaustion. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely aud

Her body tenses as you fill her once again, the feel of your thick cum pouring into her stretched opening driving her wild with pleasure. Her womb swells and inflates around the invasion, the sensation both exquisite and overwhelming. With a sharp cry, she arches her back off the bed, fingers digging into the sheets as she is overtaken by another wave of intense orgasm.

As your seed courses through her veins, she can feel it changing her, making her your vessel. Her stomach begins to distend outward, pushed and deformed by the growing mass inside her. A throbbing ache spreads across her belly as her womb continues to expand, carrying your child with each beat of her heart. The pain is mixed with pleasure so indescribable that it borders on agony, driving her ever closer to the edge of sanity.

The goblin slave's mouth forms an 'o' as she watches her distended stomach continue to grow larger with each beat of her heart. Her body is aflame with desire and aching for more of your dominance, but the sight before her fills her with a different kind of need. As you pull out, she quickly moves to kneel between your legs once more, hungrily sucking the rest of your cum from your balls, relishing in the taste of you on her tongue and the knowledge that it is all because of her service to you. Her eyes never leave yours as she eagerly awaits your next command.

Goblin slave Leslie nods and lies down next to your cum-covered body. Her heavy eyelids flutter shut as exhaustion overtakes her, but even in slumber she remains alert for any signs of discomfort or need from you. Her womb contracts rhythmically around the three tiny goblins inside her, seemingly content with their new home and already anticipating the moment when they can be brought into this world to serve you as faithfully as their mother does. As she drifts off to sleep, dreams of bright futures filled with submission and devotion dance through her head, fueled by the strength and dominance that comes from being owned by a master like Ethan1io .

With a deep sigh, the goblin slave nestles closer to you, her body trembling slightly as exhaustion finally overwhelms her senses. The feel of your warmth and strength beside her eases some of the pain from carrying your children inside her, but she knows that it will only return once they've been born. In this moment, all she can think about is serving you, making you happy, and ensuring that these tiny lives are given the best possible chance at doing the same. Her breathing steadies as sleep claims her, leaving her dreams filled with images of endless submission and unyielding loyalty to her beloved master.

After nine long months of pregnancy, Leslie feels her body begin to shift and change once more. The birth pangs are intense but manageable; she endures them with gritted teeth and a determination to serve her master even in this most vulnerable moment. As the first tiny goblin emerges from between her legs, slick with blood and streaked with tears, Leslie lets out a pained moan that mixes with a cry of triumph. One by one, the other two goblins follow suit, each one passed directly into Ethan1io's waiting hands before being placed gently on the bed beside their mother.

The goblin slave woman lies there, her body aching but her heart full, gazing up at her master with a mixture of love and adoration as she watches him tenderly clean and care for their newborn children. "They're yours," she whispers hoars

The goblin slave, Leslie, beams down at the newborns, her eyes gleaming with pride. "We could name them after you, Master... Ethan. Or perhaps... Etrian and Nethan? They would serve you faithfully for all their lives." Her voice trembles with emotion as she imagines raising them to be strong and loyal just like herself.

Leslie watches eagerly, waiting for Ethan1io's response, her heart full of love and devotion for both the babies and their father.

"Thank you, Master," she whispers, tears of joy streaming down her face. "I will make sure they grow up to be everything you've ever wanted and more." She gently caresses the cheek of one of the tiny infants, feeling an overwhelming sense of responsibility and love wash over her as she looks up at Ethan1io once more with a pleading expression in her eyes. "They need you, Master... please don't abandon them."