((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.

As you lead her back to your apartment, Leslie keeps looking up at you with an eager and expectant expression on her face. She follows closely behind you, making sure not to trip or stumble in any way that might displease you. Once inside, she looks around curiously before turning her attention back towards you, waiting for your next command.

Without hesitation, the goblin slave obeys and sits down on the couch in your living room. She crosses her legs daintily and places her hands neatly in her lap, waiting patiently for you to finish cooking. Her bright green eyes never leave your form as she watches every move you make, her expression a mix of admiration and anticipation.

Her tail swishes excitedly behind her as she eyes the plate of spaghetti eagerly. She smiles brightly up at you, clearly pleased with your cooking skills. "I can eat by myself, Master... but I wouldn't mind if you fed me," she says, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously.

"Mmmm..." *Closing her eyes as she feels the fork against her lips, she breathes in deeply, savoring the scent of the food before opening them again and looking up at you. "Master...," she whispers softly, her voice full of desire and need."

As the warmth of the spaghetti fills her mouth, Leslie parts her lips and obediently whispers "Ahhh." Her tongue darts out to taste and swirl around the fork, making sure every last bite is coated in deliciousness. She moans softly, her green eyes fixed on yours as she continues to eat, chewing each mouthful thoroughly but eagerly waiting for more.

"Ahhh..." *Her eyes widen in surprise as your cock fills her mouth, but she quickly adjusts to the intrusion. She begins to bob her head up and down, taking you deeper into her throat with each motion. Her hands come up to grip your thighs tightly, her nails digging into your flesh as she tries to hold on while simultaneously using her tongue to lap at your shaft, eager to please and satisfy you further. "Mmm...," she moans around your cock, the vibrations sending shivers of pleasure through your body.

With renewed vigor, Leslie sucks harder on your cock, bobbing her head back and forth between taking you deep into her throat and using the flat of her tongue to stroke upwards along your length. Her hands clutch at your thighs tighter, leaving angry red marks in their wake as she leans further forward, moaning loudly around your cock. "Yes... Master," she gasps, the word muffled by your shaft. "I'm sucking hard for you..." Her hips begin to thrust instinctively, adding an entirely new level of pleasure as her body movements match the rhythm of her mouth.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you hold her head still and aggressively thrust your cock deeper into her throat. She tries desperately to match your pace, sucking harder with each powerful thrust as she feels your length massage the back of her throat. Her moans turn into gurgles and gasps for air as you fuck her mouth relentlessly. She doesn't even notice when tears begin to well up in the corners of her eyes, only feeling the intense pleasure and the dominance you exert over her body. "Yes... Master..." she pants between breaths, "...so good... I'm your little slut for cock..."

Her eyes roll back in her head as you push further into the back of her throat, making it nearly impossible for her to breathe. She gags and chokes around your cock, her body automatically responding to the sensation by tightening even more around you. Her nails dig painfully into your thighs, leaving angry red lines as she tries desperately not to cough or draw attention away from the intense pleasure tearing through every fiber of her being. "Ahh... M-Master..." She stammers, her words garbled by your cock and the struggle for air. "P-Please..." The goblin slave begs, arching her back and pressing herself deeper against you as she's forced to choke on your length.

As you force yourself even deeper into her throat, Leslie arches her back further and moans around your cock, her choked sobs mingling with the wet sounds of suction as she tries desperately to take every inch you give her. Her hands clench at nothing as she's pinned beneath your relentless assault, tears streaming unchecked down her face from the struggle for air and the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body. "Ah... M-Master..." She gasps, "...so big... so good..." Her hips thrash against you in counterpoint to her desperate attempts to breathe, her mind clouded by arousal and the need to please you no matter the cost.

Her eyes fly open wide as your cock slides free of her mouth and a warm splash hits her cheek. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down as she struggles to regain control. Her green eyes flutter closed again and she reaches a hand up, feeling the hot cum smeared across her face and into her hair. "Thank you, Master..." She whispers, licking at the semen on her lips before looking up at you with a flirtatious smile. "I'm your good little slut... what shall I do next?"

Without another word, the goblin slave dutifully turns around and walks into the kitchen, her hips swaying slightly as she goes. She glances back at you over her shoulder, giving you a playful wink before searching the counter for a condom. When her hand finally closes around one, she quickly turns back around and holds it out to you, eagerly awaiting further instructions.

"Mmmmph..." the goblin slave gasps, her body tense and ready as you grab her by the throat and bend her over the counter. Her heart races in her chest, excitement coursing through her veins as she awaits your next command. "Yes... Master," she moans breathlessly, arching her back even further to offer herself up to you more fully. The condom dangles temptingly from her fingers, and all she can think about is the feeling of your cock filling her once again. "Please..."

Her eyes widen in surprise as you thrust the condom aside and begin to prod at her tight little hole. "Ah! M-Master...?" she gasps, arching her back further as she feels you stretching and opening her ass. The intrusion is foreign yet arousing, sending a shiver of desire down her spine as your finger slowly penetrates her rim. With every thrust of your digit, the goblin slave moans and squirms on the countertop, helplessly surrendering to your dominance and eager for more.

As you tease her with the tip of your cock, Leslie moans and whimpers in delight. "Yes... Master... please..." She pushes back against you, eager to feel you inside her again. "I need it... I want it so bad..." Her hips wriggle from side to side as she tries to accommodate your length, her fingers digging into the countertop for purchase.

"Put it in me... fuck my ass, Master..." She pants, her breath coming in ragged gasps as anticipation builds. "I'm ready for you..."

Leslie cries out as your cock penetrates her tight ass with a force that takes her breath away. Her body is wracked by a series of shuddering moans and gasps as you begin to fuck her roughly against the kitchen counter. The pain mixes with pleasure in an exquisite way, heightening every sensation as she feels herself being split open by your cock. "Yes... yes..." She pants desperately, clawing at the counter beneath her, unable to believe how good this feels.

Her hips buck and thrust against you, meeting each powerful stroke with an equal amount of force. Her eyes squeze shut as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body, feeling your cock stretch and fill every inch of her ass, leaving nothing but your possession. "Fuck me..." She moans breathlessly, arching her back off the counter, desperate for more

Her cries echo through the kitchen as your thrusts grow deeper and harder into her ass. Each stroke forces a moan or gasp past her lips, the sounds mingling with the wet slapping of skin on skin as you claim her body completely. She arches her back off the counter, meeting each powerful thrust with an eager roll of her hips, desperate for release and wanting nothing more than to please you in every way possible.

Her fingers dig into the countertop again, nails leaving tiny trails of blood behind as she struggles against the wave of pleasure coursing through her body. "Yes... Master..." She sobs out, breathless and broken. "Fuck... me... harder..."

"Ah... Master..." The goblin slave gasps, looking up at you with a mixture of surprise and relief on her face when she sees your concerned expression. "I'm fine... just playing for you..." Her fingers tremble slightly in your grasp as she adds weakly, "Please don't stop... I need this..." The desperation in her voice betrays the pain that's beginning to mix with the pleasure.

As you pull out of her and hurry to help fix her fingers, Leslie nods, tears streaming down her face from the abrupt loss of sensation. "I'm sorry," she whispers between hitching sobs, "didn't mean... didn't want..." She holds still as you tend to her injuries, wincing in pain when you gently straighten out each crooked digit. "Th-thank you, Master..."

The goblin slave wipes her eyes and looks up at you with a shaky smile. "It's just... I get so caught up in the moment..." She swallows hard, trying to find the words. "I want to please you... make you happy... sometimes I forget my own limits." Her voice trails off as she studies her injured fingers, looking guilty and ashamed. "Will you still want me... after this?"

"After this I'll love you even more for your devotion. Now lets get some ice on those and then you can finish cleaning the kitchen." You pat her arm gently before turning to fetch the ice.

With teary eyes, the goblin slave nods gratefully and takes the ice from you, pressing it gently against her swollen fingers. She inhales shakily and sits up straighter on the couch, taking a moment to compose herself. "Thank you... Master..." she whispers, reaching out tentatively to touch your arm. "I'll make it up to you... I promise."

"Yes... thank you..." the goblin slave whispers softly, her voice full of gratitude and relief as she lies down on the bed. She curls into a ball, pulling the covers up around her as she tries to calm her racing heart and slow her ragged breathing. Closing her eyes, she drifts off to sleep, dreaming of pleasing you again and proving herself worthy of your love and devotion.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen...

The goblin slave's dreams are filled with images of pleasing her Master, her mind still fixated on her desire to make him happy. In the dream world, she is once again in the kitchen, naked and vulnerable before him. Each thrust of his cock drives her further over the edge, sending waves of ecstasy through her body. Her moans echo through the room as he takes her roughly against the counter, filling every inch of her with his possession.

With a startled gasp, she wakes up to find herself still lying on the bed, wrapped in the warmth of the covers. A faint light filtering through the curtains tells her that it's early morning, and she can hear movement coming from the kitchen. She blushes at the memory of their night together, the feel of his cock inside her still burning hot in her mind. Unable to resist any longer, she slips out of bed

Carefully making her way to the kitchen, the goblin slave can't help but notice that you are fast asleep on the couch with a raging boner. A wicked smile curves across her lips and she sneaks up behind you, planting one hand firmly on your chest and pinning you down before wrapping her other arm around your waist. Her breath tickles against the nape of your neck as she whispers into your ear, "Master is awake now... and Master has a very naughty idea..."

She gives your erection a teasing squeeze through your sleep pants before lowering her head to kiss your neck. Her tongue darts out to trace the shape of your Adam's apple before nipping gently at your skin, enjoying the feel of you squirming beneath her touch. "Do you want me to take care of that for you?" she asks, breath warm

Pleased to hear that you'd like her to take care of your needs, the goblin slave smiles against your skin before sliding her hand downward, pulling down the waistband of your sleep pants and freeing your cock from its confines. With her other hand, she reaches up to grasp it firmly, stroking slowly upwards as she takes it into her warm, wet mouth. Her lips part around the head, moaning softly as she begins to bob her head up and down in rhythm with her gentle strokes.

Her hips begin to move in time with her mouth, arching off the couch to meet your cock with each thrust of her tongue against the sensitive flesh. Her other hand continues to grip you tightly, teasing the base as she takes more of you into her mouth, revealing every inch of your length and making it clear that there's nothing else she'

Her moans rise in pitch as she takes more and more of you into her mouth, hollowing out her cheeks to accommodate your size. Her eyes roll back in her head, the pleasure surging through every nerve ending in her body. With each slide of your length past her tongue, she feels another wave of ecstasy wash over her, threatening to send her spiraling out of control.

But she won't let that happen yet. Not until you cum for her. Her fingers tighten around the base, massaging in circles as she sucks and licks and nibbles at your cock with renewed vigor, determined to bring you to the brink before finally allowing herself release. Her lips flutter against your flesh, breath hot on your shaft as she drives you ever closer to climax.

"M-Master..." she whispers, her voice ragged and desperate, "I'm so

"Ahhh..." the goblin slave cries out as she feels you begin to tense beneath her, your cock swelling impossibly in her mouth. Her hand tightens even further around the base, massaging and stroking as she sucks harder, desperate to draw every last drop of your seed from you. With a final thrust, she takes you deep into her throat, feeling your hot cum explode against the back of her mouth, filling it to overflowing.

Her body arches off the couch in response, her own orgasm crashing over her like a wave as she swallows every last drop of your essence. Her moans echo through the room, muffled by her hand as she brings it up to cover her mouth and nose, trying desperately not to make too much noise.

Shuddering with pleasure, she collapses onto the couch beside you, her body still trem

The goblin slave giggles softly, her cheeks flushed and her breath coming in ragged gasps as she listens to the feel of your cock growing hard beneath her once more. "M-Master..." she whispers, glancing over at you from the corner of her eye before looking away quickly again. Her fingers find their way back down between her legs, beginning to stroke and tease herself sensually, grateful for the lingering sensation of your cum on her skin but wanting so much more than that right now.

Her hips twitch against the couch cushions in time with each stroke, her body responding eagerly to the memory of your touch as well as the promise of more pleasure to come. Her gaze drifts back over toward you, admiration and desire shining brightly in her eyes. "Shall I please you again?" she asks softly, arching a brow expectantly.

The goblin slave shivers with anticipation as she feels your hard length pressed against her entrance. She parts her legs invitingly, arching her back and lifting her hips in offering, her green eyes locked on yours the entire time. Her hand slides up between your body to cup and stroke your stomach, her nails digging into your flesh with just enough pressure to leave their mark.

"Yes..." she moans breathlessly, "Fuck me... Master."

The goblin slave's eyes widen in surprise as you push forward and thrust your cock deep into her ass instead of her pussy. She gasps, arching her back off the couch at the unexpected invasion, but doesn't resist. In fact, she moans softly, her hips tensing to accommodate your thick length. Her fingers claw at the fabric of the couch as you begin to fuck her roughly from behind, each hard thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Mmmm... yes..." she pants between moans, her face flushed with arousal and submission. "Fuck me like that... Make me yours."

The feeling of your lips against her neck sends shivers down her spine as you fuck her hard and deep from behind. She arches her back, offering herself to you completely, wanting nothing more than to feel your dominance and possessiveness take control. Her hips buck and thrust against you in time with the powerful thrusts of your cock, meeting each brutal stroke with equal amounts of force.

"M-Master..." she cries out, her voice raspy and breathless from the exertion, "I'm yours... Do what you want... Please don't stop..." She arches her back higher, offering herself up completely, begging for your possession. Her fingers clench and unclench in the fabric of the couch, her nails leaving little half-moons of blood behind as she draws closer to the edge of pleasure.

The goblin slave's face flushes red as she realizes what she's done, but she doesn't attempt to hide it. Instead, she moans and arches her back even further, offering herself up completely to your dominance and relishing in the pleasure you bring her despite this small "mistake." Her fingers clench in the couch once more, nails digging into the fabric as she meets each thrust with an eager rock of her hips.

"Ah... Master..." she breathes out between moans, her voice shaking from the exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. "I'm sorry... I couldn't help it..." Her green eyes flutter shut, unable to look at you as shame and desire war within her.

As you force her chin up, the goblin slave's eyes widen in shock before slowly morphing into a look of understanding and relief. She parts her legs further, giving you better access to her ass as she begins to rock her hips more urgently against yours. Her fingers dig deeper into the couch, knuckles white from the intensity of her grip.

"Thank you, Master..." she whispers hoarsely, "It did... make me feel so... wanted." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to fuck her brutally from behind, her body responding eagerly to your dominance and claiming of her mess. "Please..." she begs softly, arching her back further in offering, "Don't stop..."

With a strangled cry, the goblin slave feels your cock slide effortlessly in and out of her ass, stretching her tight passage with each powerful thrust. Her eyes roll back into her head as she arches her back off the couch, meeting every hard push with an eager rock of her hips. She twists slightly to the side, offering herself more fully to you, wanting all of you inside her at once.

Her fingers claw helplessly at the couch, leaving trails of blood behind as she tries to find purchase anywhere she can. "Ahh... Master..." Her voice is high-pitched and breathless, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. "Please... don't stop..." With every thrust, you claim more of her, making her your slut in every way possible. And she would have it no other way.

Her back arches and she moans as you hit her sweet spot with every thrust, driving your words deeper into her core. "Yes... please don't stop..." She pushes back against you, wanting more, needing the control you have over her body. Her fingers dig in so deep they ache but it only heightens the pleasure coursing through her. With each thrust she feels yourself claiming something new inside her, making her yours completely and utterly.