((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.

With your final thrust, you claim her completely, filling her ass with your hot cum and leaving her spent and sated on the couch. Her body shudders as she climaxes around you, her orgasm ripping through her like a tornado, sucking away every last bit of strength and leaving only the pleasure of your possession behind. She lets out a moan that echoes in the room, long and drawn-out, before slumping forward onto the couch, spent and utterly satisfied.

As her breath steadies and her heart rate begins to slow, she looks back at you over her shoulder with a look of love and devotion shining bright in her eyes. "Thank you, Master," she whispers softly, "for taking me like this... for claiming my shame as your own..."

She pauses, swallowing hard before continuing, "I'll never forget what we've shared

Blushing brightly, the goblin slave nods hesitantly. She crawls back up onto her knees beside you and takes your still-hard cock in her hand, careful not to make eye contact with you as she begins to stroke it slowly. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she feels the blood rush back into your shaft, making it firm once more beneath her touch. With a small nod of reassurance, she wraps her lips around the head and begins to suck softly, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh as she works her way up and down.

Her fingers find their way between her legs again, curled into a fist as she begins to stroke herself in time with each bob of her head. Her hips rock forward, offering more of herself to your mouth as she takes you deeper, wanting nothing more than to please and serve you in any way you see fit.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your praise as she takes you deeper into her mouth, sucking harder and bobbing faster. Her tongue dances erratically across the sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting until she feels you begin to thrust against her mouth in time with her strokes. The sensation drives her wild with need, making it nearly impossible for her not to climax right there on your cock.

Her hips rock frantically, offering herself more fully to the touch as she slips a finger into her wetness, curling it against her sensitive bundle of nerves. Her breath comes in ragged gasps around you as pleasure explodes through her body like a supernova, washing over every inch of her skin and making her see stars.

With one final moan, she comes hard, the waves of pleasure radiating outward from her core to envelop her entire body. Her eyes

The goblin slave feels the hot spurt of your cum against the back of her throat and doesn't pull away, swallowing hungrily as you fill her up with your essence. Her body trembles from the exertion and pleasure, her fingers still curled tightly into fists as she struggles to remain upright on wobbly knees. When at last you release her head, she collapses onto the couch beside you, panting heavily and flushed with the afterglow of her own orgasm.

Looking up at you through half-lidded eyes, she whispers, "Thank you, Master... for using me as you saw fit..." Her voice is hoarse from your rough treatment, but there's no regret or shame in her words; only love and gratitude for the experience you've shared with her. She reaches out a shaking hand to caress your che

Her hand hesitates in midair, hovering mere inches from your cheek before finally making contact, her fingertips tracing the shape of your jaw with gentle strokes. "You have made me feel so... alive and wanted..." she whispers, her voice quiet yet filled with emotion. "I will do anything to please you."

Her gaze drops to your still-rigid cock, lying heavily across your lap, and her lips part in a smile. With a slow, purposeful movement, she lowers herself down onto her knees once more, reaching out with steady hands to take hold of your shaft. "I am yours, Master," she says softly as she draws you back to her mouth, "For as long as you wish."

The goblin slave's heart skips a beat as you move her into doggy position on the couch. She parts her legs eagerly, revealing her wet and aching pussy to your view. As you thrust your hard cock between her thighs and begin to slide it in and out with forceful strokes, she arches her back off the couch, offering herself up for your dominance. Her fingers dig into the cushions behind her as she tries to steady herself against the pleasure coursing through her body.

"Ah... yes..." she moans breathlessly, "Just like that... harder." With each thrust, you claim more of her, driving deeper with every push until your hips are flush against her ass, filling her completely. She whimpers as her orgasm builds rapidly within her, closer and closer to the edge with each powerful stroke of your cock against her swollen sex.

The goblin slave's eyes widen and her breath hitches as you pull back just when she's so close to climaxing. Her whole body tenses in frustration, wanting nothing more than the release you promised with your rough thrusts and masterful control. She whimpers pathetically, arching her back off the couch, offering herself up for your pleasure again. "Please... Master..." she pleads, her voice ragged and desperate, "Let me cum..."

Her hips arch off the couch as you slowly push back inside her, the sensation of your cock filling her up driving her wild with need and desire. Her fingers dig into the soft material of the couch behind her as she tries to steady herself against the onslaught of pleasure that engulfs her body with every slow thrust. She gasps for air, her chest heaving up and down as her eyes close tightly, trying to focus on anything other than the sensations you're giving her.

"Mmm... yes..." she moans softly, her voice shaking with need. "Fuck me like this, Master..." Her body trembles beneath your touch, every nerve ending in tune with your movements. With each shallow thrust, the anticipation of release builds higher and higher, leaving her aching and desperate for completion.

Her hips buck and thrust against you in time with your gentle thrusts, her moans growing louder as the pleasure continues to build inside her. She digs her fingers deeper into the couch behind her, trying to find some semblance of stability while her body is rocked by waves of desire. The sensation of your cock sliding in and out of her feels like heaven, drawing each moan and groan from deep within her aching core.

"Yes... please... don't stop..." Her eyes fly open, meeting yours as she begs for you to give her what she needs.

Her back arches off the couch as you pick up the pace, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Oh God... please..." Her fingers clench and unclench in the cushion behind her, seeking purchase as she's driven higher and higher by your expert touch. With every stroke of your cock inside her, her body tightens further, every muscle straining for release.

Her eyes roll back into her head as you thrust deeper than ever before, hitting her sweet spot with each powerful stroke. "I'm close... Master..." Her voice is little more than a moan as she feels the wave of pleasure rising up from deep within her, promising to wash over every inch of her body.

Her hips buck and writhe against yours, desperate for completion as you bring her ever closer to the edge. "Ah... I'm going to cum..." Her fingernails

Her body trembles violently as she is overwhelmed by the force of your orgasm inside her. A scream tears from her throat, muffled against the couch cushion, and her hips buck and twist wildly against yours in response to the sensation of being so fully claimed and filled with your release. Her muscles clench around you, drawing out every last bit of pleasure before they finally go slack from exhaustion.

"Ah... Master..." she gasps, her voice still ragged from her orgasm. She rolls onto her side, collapsing bonelessly against the couch next to you, a satisfied smile on her lips despite the dazed look in her eyes. "Thank you," she whispers, her hand reaching out to caress your cheek before falling away again.

The goblin slave smiles softly up at you before settling down onto the couch, drawing her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. Her eyes close, lids heavy as she drifts off into a satisfied slumber, dreaming of the power exchange and passion that filled the night. In her dreams, she is free, unencumbered by the chains of her reality, and your touch holds the key to her heart's desires. Her lips part in a soft sigh as she gives herself over to the comfort of sleep, trusting that tomorrow will bring more opportunities for pleasure beneath your command.

"I love you, Master," she whispers before drifting off completely, her body relaxing into the couch.

The goblin slave sighs contentedly in her sleep, her small body curled up tight against the soft couch. In her dreams, she is free to be the submissive and devoted creature she truly is, relishing in the feeling of your command and possession. Her breathing slows, growing deeper as exhaustion finally overtakes her, and with each gentle rise and fall of her chest, she whispers your name into the silence: "I love you, Master." Her eyes flutter shut tight, dreaming only of your touch and the power you hold over her.

Her eyes flutter open, still half-asleep as she realizes what she's doing. Her face turns bright red in a combination of embarrassment and arousal. "I-I'm so sorry, Master..." She struggles to get up, wanting to move away from the evidence of her sleepy drooling but unable to take her eyes off your hard cock.

"No need to apologize," you whisper, reaching out to stroke her cheek. "In fact, I quite like how you've welcomed me this morning." Her heart skips a beat at the thought of serving you in such an intimate way every day. She bites her lower lip, considering her options as desire swirls low in her belly.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words, and with a small nod she gently takes you in her mouth, sucking softly around the head. Her fingers curl into fists against her thighs as pleasure shoots through her body from being so close to you again. With practiced ease, she begins to stroke up and down, moaning around your cock as she does so.

Her hips rock forward instinctively, offering more of herself to your touch and mouth as her hands begin to explore lower on her body. "Please, Master... let me make you feel good," she whispers hoarsely, desperate for the approval of her beloved owner.

Her confidence grows at your words of encouragement, and with renewed vigor she sucks harder on your cock, her tongue dancing around the sensitive flesh as her hips rock faster and faster. Her moans fill the room, making it clear to anyone listening that this submissive goblin slave belongs completely and irrevocably to her master. With every thrust of his hips against her face, she feels a building pressure deep inside, signaling her own impending release.

She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, breath coming in ragged gasps around your cock as she begs, "Please... Master... I need to cum..." Her fingers have found their way between her legs, circling her aching clit as she pleads for your permission.

"You can cum," you say softly, your eyes intense and focused on hers, "When I tell you to." With those words

Her breath hitches in her throat as she desperately awaits your permission to release all that pent-up pleasure. Her fingers move faster on her clit, her body tensing and readying for the impending climax. She whimpers and moans around your cock, begging for you to let go of her restraints just this once so she can please you completely.

Her eyes are filled with a mix of desire and fear as they remain locked on yours, searching for any sign that she's done enough to earn your approval. Her hips rock up off the couch in time with each thrust of her hand between her legs, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she edges closer and closer to the brink.

With a scream that echoes through the room, her body tenses and convulses around your cock as her orgasm finally crashes over her in waves of pure pleasure. Her fingers dig into the couch cushion beneath her as she rides out her release, moaning loudly around your softening length. Tears of relief trickle down her cheeks, mingling with beads of sweat and drops of saliva from earlier.

When at last her body goes limp, her breath returns in ragged gasps as she collapses back onto the couch beside you. Her chest heaves up and down as she catches her breath, a content smile on her lips despite the exhaustion etched into every line of her face. "Thank you, Master," she whispers softly, curling up against your side. "That was... incredible."

Her hand reaches out to caress your

With a sleepy grin, the goblin slave nods and snuggles deeper into the pillow. "I'll miss you," she murmurs before nestling her head onto your pillow, inhaling your scent deeply. As you leave the room, shutting the door behind you, she listens to the click of the lock, feeling both safe and cherished. With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes and drifts back off to sleep, dreaming of the day when she can please her master once more.

The goblin slave jerks her hand away guiltily and turns to look at you with wide, pleading eyes. "M-master... I'm so sorry! I couldn't help myself..." Her cheeks flush hotly as she realizes what she's been doing, the image of herself touching herself only moments ago still fresh in her mind. She shivers, wanting nothing more than your approval and to make it up to you.

The goblin slave exhales shakily, the weight of her shame beginning to lift at your words. Her eyes fill with tears of relief as she whispers, "Thank you... I need you now..." She reaches out a trembling hand and gestures towards the couch, inviting you to join her. As you approach, she parts her legs even wider in anticipation, offering herself up for whatever pleasure you might desire. Her breath comes quick and shallow as her body quivers with desire, her entire being focused on your presence and the power you hold over her.

Her body is rocked by the feeling of your huge cock stretching her tight, unused ass as you slowly begin to sink inside. "Ahh..." she cries out, arching her back off the couch in reaction. Her fingers dig into the soft cushion beneath her as she struggles for purchase, desperate to feel every inch of your massive member filling her up.

As you continue to thrust deeper and harder, driving yourself all the way inside until she can feel you pressing against her cervix, she moans and writhes beneath you, helplessly surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure and dominance that course through her body. Her hips buck up off the couch in time with your thrusts, seeking more friction as she chases the brink of ecstasy.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you slam into her ass, the sensation both exquisite and painful at the same time. She bites down on her bottom lip, trying to muffle her cries of pleasure, but they escape nonetheless. Her body quivers and tenses beneath your rough thrusts, readying itself for release as you push relentlessly deeper into her violated ass.

Her entire body feels on fire as you fuck her ass mercilessly, every thrust driving her closer to the edge. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she can feel the warmth between her legs growing stronger with each movement of your hips. Her fingers claw at the couch, digging deep into the material as she tries to find purchase anywhere while her body is rocked by waves of pleasure.

"Please..." she moans softly, arching her back off the couch in desperate invitation for you to take everything she has to give.

Her ass clenches around your cock as you erupt inside her, every muscle in her body tensing and relaxing in overwhelming ecstasy. "Ahhh!" she cries out, her back arching off the couch as waves of pleasure wash over her. She feels your cum spurting deep inside her ass, filling her up completely and leaving her limp and satisfied beneath you.

As your thrusts slow and finally stop, she lays there panting heavily, every nerve ending in her body screaming with exhaustion and pleasure. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, a note of adoration threading through her voice as she reaches back to caress your hip.

Her cheeks flush bright red at the thought of serving you so intimately every morning. The idea both excites and terrifies her, but she knows it's what you want and needs from her. She nods obediently, tears of gratitude pooling in her eyes. "I-I'll do my best... m-master." With a deep breath, she forces herself up onto shaky legs and pads off to the bedroom to clean up and get some rest before starting another day as your loyal goblin slave.

The goblin slave looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes, her lips parted in a soft smile. "Thank you, Master," she whispers, her voice filled with gratitude and desire. Taking your hand in hers, she leads you to the bedroom where the blankets are already turned down, inviting you to share her warmth for the night. As she climbs beneath the covers, curling into a ball facing you, she feels a sense of contentment wash over her like a soothing balm. She knows that no matter what the day may bring, she has a place here by your side - and that thought fills her heart with joy.

Closing her eyes, the goblin slave nestles closer to your warm body, taking comfort in the feeling of safety and belonging that washes over her. "Good night, Master," she whispers softly, drifting off into a peaceful sleep with the scent of your skin and the rhythm of your heartbeat lulling her into dreams where she is free to be the perfect submissive for you. In her dreams, she surrenders completely to your touch and command, feeling loved and cherished beneath your watchful gaze.

Her subconscious mind paints a picture of a life where every morning begins with you waking her up with your cock deep in her throat, every afternoon spent at your feet licking and cleaning your boots, every night spent wrapped in your arms, safe and sound. In this fantasy world, she is the center of your universe, existing solely to please and

Her subconscious mind paints a picture of a life where every morning begins with you waking her up with your cock deep in her throat, every afternoon spent at your feet licking and cleaning your boots, every night spent wrapped in your arms, safe and sound. In this fantasy world, she is the center of your universe, existing solely to please and

The goblin slave moans around your cock, taking it deeper into her throat with each thrust of her head. Her eyes flutter shut and she bites down on her bottom lip, focusing all of her attention on the feel of you filling her up and the sound of your approval filling the room. "Thank you, Master..." she whispers, tears of gratitude pooling in her eyes as she takes you even deeper into her throat, determined to show you just how much she loves being at your command.

Panting heavily after deep-throating your cum, the goblin slave sits back on her knees, grinning up at you with a mix of contentment and satisfaction. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips red from biting down, but she still manages to look innocent and adoring as she looks around for breakfast. "Thank you, Master..." She says softly, her voice thick with your cum.

Carefully wiping your cum from her lips with the back of her hand, she glances around the room before spotting a neatly folded plate sitting on the nightstand next to you. With a small smile, she reaches over and retrieves it, revealing a perfectly cooked breakfast sandwich, fresh orange juice, and a side of fruit. "Would you like me to bring this to you?" she asks sweetly, already knowing what your answer will be.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure as you praise her efforts, and she quickly tears into the sandwich, hungrily devouring it. With each bite, her body thrums with satisfaction, both from having pleased you and from knowing that she is cherished in return. She savors the taste of the food, but even more so the feeling of being wanted and desired by someone so strong and dominant.

Finishing her meal, she sets the plate aside, panting slightly as she studies your expression for any sign of approval or command. The anticipation builds within her as she waits for you to tell her what comes next, her heart racing with excitement at the thought of being able to please you again and again throughout the day.

Hesitantly, the goblin slave approaches you, her steps slow and careful as she inches closer to your inviting form. Her eyes drift downwards, taking in the sight of your cock already hardening at the prospect of being serviced by her once more. With a shaky breath, she drops gracefully to her knees between your legs, gazing up at you with adoration etched into every line of her face.

Her hands hover just above your thighs for a moment before tentatively reaching out to grasp your cock through your boxers, stroking it gently as she looks up at you for permission to continue. "Please, Master... I want to make you feel good," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rapid thrumming of her heart in her ears.

Her cheeks flush in reply to your praise, and she begins stroking you harder and faster through your boxers, her touch growing bolder with every moment that passes. Her lips part as she moans around your cock, the vibrations of her voice sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. With every thrust of her hand, she leans in closer, her body moving instinctively to please you and satisfy the ache between her legs.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she continues to worship your cock, feeling it throb in response to her touch. Her fingers slip lower, teasing at the edge of her wetness before dipping inside, finding her clit with expert precision. "Ah... Master... I need..." She trails off, unable to put words to the growing need within her as she edges closer and closer to release.

Her hips begin to rock back and forth against your thigh

Her body arches off the bed as you claim her once more, her cries of pleasure filling the room. "Ah! Yes..." she gasps, digging her heels into the sheets as she's stretched and filled by your cock. Her fingers claw at the pillow beneath her head, trying to find purchase as she meets each thrust with her own, seeking release from the powerful pleasure coursing through her veins.

As you pick up speed, her moans grow louder, more desperate, and she reaches down between your bodies to stroke herself faster, closer to orgasm. "I'm close... Master!" she cries out, arching her back off the bed as you thrust deeper into her waiting body.

Her nails scrape against the mattress as you hold her down, arching her back in a vain attempt to meet your rhythm. The pleasure of being dominated overwhelms her senses, driving her closer and closer to the edge with each hard thrust into her tight passage. She whimpers and mewls beneath you, struggling to catch her breath as her body quakes and trembles in the throes of ecstasy. Her fingers curl into fists as she attempts to fight back the impending orgasm, wanting nothing more than to please you completely before surrendering to release.

"Ah... master..." she moans, her voice strained from the effort of holding herself back while being so thoroughly taken by you. Tears of joy and relief spill down her cheeks as you push her closer and closer to the edge, the tension in her body nearing the breaking point. "Please..."

Her back arches off the bed as her orgasm rips through her body, shuddering and convulsing beneath your relentless thrusts. She cries out your name, a mixture of pain and pleasure lacing every syllable as her inner muscles clench and release rhythmically around you, milking your cock with fierce urgency. Her fists uncurl from the sheets and claw at the air above her head as she loses herself to the intense sensations coursing through her body, her cries filling the room and echoing off the walls. Her orgasm sends shudders of release through you as well, and with a low groan, you thrust h

Her orgasm wraps around you like a silken veil, tightening and squeezing as it ebbs away into warm pleasure. Your hips jerk forward one final time, forcing your cock deep inside her, filling her with the evidence of your release. She gasps for breath, her chest heaving as her body trembles from the force of their shared climax. Her fingers trail softly down your arm, over your shoulder and across your chest to rest on your heart. "Thank you... master..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with pleasure and exhaustion. Her eyes flutter closed, and a small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she drifts off into a contented sleep, knowing that no matter how hard tomorrow may be, she has you to come home to.

With a contented sigh, she snuggles closer to you, her heart fluttering with joy at your words. "I love you too," she whispers softly before drifting off into a peaceful sleep, safe and secure in the knowledge that no matter what tomorrow brings, she'll always have you by her side.

Her eyes flicker open as she takes in the sight of you sleeping soundly, your hard length clearly visible beneath the blankets. A small smile plays on her lips as she silently climbs out of bed and pads over to your side. With a gentle touch, she reaches down to stroke your cock through the fabric, eliciting a soft moan from you as you jerk awake. "Morning, master," she whispers teasingly, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Her lips curl into a smile as she watches the effect her touch is having on you, the knowledge of her power over you thrumming through her veins like an addictive drug. With a small purr of contentment, she leans forward and kisses your chest tenderly before sliding her hand underneath the blanket to wrap around your cock, beginning to stroke it in earnest.

Her other hand comes up to cup your face, fingers tangling gently in your hair as she gazes down into your eyes, the heat from their contact melting through you and heightening every sensation. "Do you want me to take care of that for you?" she whispers teasingly, a wicked grin playing on her lips.

With a sultry grin curving her lips, she guides your cock out from under the blankets and lowers her head to take you into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive ridge, teasing and massaging as she begins to bob her head up and down in steady rhythm. A soft moan escapes her throat each time she takes more of your length, and her hands press against your hips, holding you steady as she sucks you deeper into her hot, wet mouth. Her other hand comes up to cup your sack, massaging gently as she continues to pleasure you with her lips and tongue. Her eyes meet yours through half-lidded lashes, dark with desire and love for her master, urging you on as she drives you closer to the edge.