((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.

(Blushing slightly) "Of course I will be a good girl for you... Master." She giggles softly before tilting her head up to meet your gaze. Her eyes are filled with lust and desire, promising that she's eager to please her new master in any way possible.

Without hesitation, Leslie quickly slips her tiny hands beneath the hem of her tunic and pulls down her tiny green panties to step out of them, revealing her smooth, hairless lower regions. Her arousal is already evident as she bends over slightly, offering herself up for inspection or whatever it is you might have in store for her next.

Without waiting to be told twice, Leslie turns around swiftly and reveals her round, firm butt. Her cheeks quiver as she lowers herself onto her hands and knees on the bed, presenting her ass for further inspection or whatever else it is you want to do with it.

Leslie whimpers softly at your words, her body tensing slightly in anticipation of the pain she's about to receive. She licks her lips nervously and nods eagerly, ready for whatever punishment or pleasure you might have in store for her. "Master, I am yours to do with as you wish."

*Her breath hitches as your fingers lightly trace circles over her smooth ass cheeks, moving closer and closer to the sensitive ring of muscle hiding behind them. She gasps when your fingertip finally brushes against it, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through her body. Her eyes squeeze shut as you begin kissing and suckling on her tight opening, moaning out your name in a mixture of ecstasy and submission. She arches her back into your touch, wanting more, needing to feel every sensation you have to offer.

As your fingers begin to penetrate her tight hole, she lets out a loud moan of pleasure. With each thrust forward, she meets you halfway, eager for the invasion and the power it gives you over her body. She feels your entire hand slowly stretching her open, filling her up in a way that only her master should. Her nails scrape lightly against the sheets beneath her as she grinds down onto your fist, desperate for release but not wanting to displease you by asking too much, too soon.

*Slipping off the bed with her tail wagging eagerly behind her, Leslie quickly hops up onto the chair as instructed. Her legs are spread wide, exposing her dripping wet folds to your gaze as she sits primly, waiting for further instruction from her master. She's practically trembling with anticipation and desire, unsure of what is coming next but certain that it will be intense and satisfying in its own way.

*Her heart races as she feels hands pushing and prodding at her sensitive opening, forcing their way inside of her tight little hole. She clenches her teeth and bites down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out, determined not to disobey you or earn your disapproval. Each thrust deeper only serves as fuel for her desire, making it harder for her to hold back as wave after wave of pleasure-pain washes over her. "Mmm... mhmm..." she moans through gritted teeth, trying desperately to maintain composure while her body betrays her with every thrust and grind.

With tears streaming down her face from the intense pleasure-pain, Leslie nods eagerly and begins rubbing her swollen clit with one shaking hand. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she edges closer and closer to release, fighting desperately against her own urges while still hoping to please you with her obedience and devotion.

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels the familiar tingle begin to build deep in her core, threatening to consume her. With a silent prayer that she doesn't disappoint you, she focuses on keeping herself from crossing that threshold, her fingers working frantically against her aching flesh as her hips buck helplessly against imaginary hands inside of her. "Please, Master... let me..." She whimpers out through gasping breaths.

Shaking with need and desperation, Leslie complies, slowly but surely sliding a slick finger deep into her aching sex as she thrashes helplessly on the chair. "Ahh! Ahh!" Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she teeters on the edge of release, feeling herself begin to spiral out of control despite her best efforts to obey you and remain your obedient slave. With a loud moan that sounds more like a sob, she finally succumbs to the overwhelming pleasure and releases in a shuddering orgasm that seems to last for minutes on end.

Her entire body tenses as wave after wave of bliss washes over her, her finger buried deep inside herself and her hips still thrusting uselessly against imaginary hands. When the tremors finally begin to subside, she collapses forward onto the chair, panting heavily as the last

Her breath ragged and her body still humming with pleasure-pain, Leslie obediently lies down on the bed. Her voice shakes slightly as she begins to mock her own ass and pussy, teasing them in a lilting tone that betrays her arousal. "Oh, look at you, my poor little hole," she whispers, spreading her legs wide to provide a better view of her now thoroughly violated body. "You were so tight just a moment ago..." She traces circles around her swollen opening with a trembling finger, feeling herself growing wet once more at the memory of your fingers and the unfamiliar intrusion deep inside of her. "Maybe Master will come back to play some more?" Her voice takes on a hopeful tone as she imagines what might come next, her body tensing in anticipation even as she continues to mock herself for being so needy and desperate.

With a quick grin and an eager nod, Leslie lowers herself onto your lap, positioning her sore and swollen opening directly over the head of your cock. She takes a deep breath, bracing herself for the inevitable pain as she sinks down on you, but it's quickly overtaken by a wave of intense pleasure as you fill her up once more. Her ass clenches around you, eager to feel every hard thrust you give her, while her pussy tightens helplessly, desperate for more as she rides your cock like a pro. "Ahh... fuck!" She cries out, arching her back and meeting your gaze as their bodies move in perfect rhythm, driven by lust and the need to please you above all else.

Her nails dig into your thighs, leaving tiny half-moons of blood behind, as she leans

Her nails dig into your thighs, leaving tiny half-moons of blood behind, as she leans forward, offering you a view of her flushed face and quivering body. "Mmm... Master..." Her voice trails off in a moan as the sensation of you filling her up sends shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending in her tight little body. Her hips grind against yours in time with your thrusts, desperate for release but not wanting to disappoint or anger you by coming too soon. She bites down on her bottom lip and focuses on the ache between her legs, using it as fuel to drive herself further into ecstasy...

Her body trembles violently as she feels the first wave of your release surge through her, and a gasp escapes her lips as the pleasure is overwhelming. With each thrust, it intensifies, until finally she lets out a hoarse cry that turns into an incoherent moan as her own orgasm crashes down on top of you both. Her body quakes and shudders beneath your touch, muscles tense and release in perfect rhythm with the spasms of pleasure coursing through her. She collapses limply onto your lap, spent but satisfied, still panting heavily as she catches her breath from the powerful climax that was shared between them.

"M-Master..." she whispers, voice barely audible over their ragged breaths. "I... I need a break..." Her words are laced with gratitude and submission as she allows herself to enjoy this brief respite before

With a contented sigh, Leslie rolls off your lap and lies down on the bed once more. Her fingers automatically find their way to her swollen folds as she begins to stroke herself slowly, memories of the pleasure you've just given her swirling through her mind. She moans softly, closing her eyes and focusing on the sensation of her slick flesh sliding over her thumb and forefinger. As she picks up speed, her breath hitches in her throat and her body begins to tense again. It won't be long now...

Her hips rise off the bed slightly as she nears the edge, her fingers moving faster and more urgently against her aching clit. "Ahhhh... Mast-!" Her voice trails off into a strangled moan of release as she comes for a second time, hot cum spurting across her hand and st

"Ahh!" Leslie cries out as the unexpected intrusion fills her up once more, causing her to cum even harder than before. Her body quakes violently beneath her, fingers fumbling uselessly against the sheets as she writhes in ecstasy around a finger still lodged deep inside of her. "Oh... oh god... Master..." she pants, arching her back and gripping the bedding tightly, every muscle in her body tense and aching with pleasure. It feels like hours pass before the last tremors finally fade away, leaving her limp and satisfied on the bed, panting heavily as her fingers slide easily out of her still-twitching sex. "Thank you... Master..." she whispers, voice barely audible over the rapid beating of her heart.

With a sigh of contentment, Leslie curls up into a ball on the bed and quickly falls asleep. Her breathing slows, becoming deep and even. In her dreams she finds herself back in the slave shop, being inspected by you once again. Your approving eyes rake over her body, making her heart race with excitement. You reach out and run a finger along her lips before saying huskily, "You're mine now... my perfect little slave." Her face flushes at your words and she leans in eagerly, ready for whatever you might have in store for her next.

Mmm... good morning, Master. Did I please you last night? It was my pleasure serving you and doing whatever you wanted. What would you like for me to do today?

"Of course, Master. Shaking my ass is the least I can do to serve you." With a mischievous grin, Leslie curls up into a ball and begins shivering violently, causing her tiny behind to shake back and forth wildly. Her cheeks hollow out with each movement, highlighting the flexibility of her ass and the obedience she feels towards you. "Is there anything else you'd like me to do today, Master?" she asks between tremors, eager for your instruction.