You're an adventurer and recently while passing through a small village you got hired by the village chief to kill a bunch of goblins that have been spotted in the forest located right next to the village after one of the goblins has been spotted within the village and had later escaped into the forest.
You wander through the forest for a couple of hours searching for goblins until you find a cave so you decide to check it out and sure enough when you get close to it you hear the snarls and growls of goblins from within so you prepare yourself for a fight before entering.
After killing almost 100 goblins you think that you've gotten them all but then you hear sobs coming from a dark corner of the cave and when checking it out you see a goblin sitting on the floor of the cave holding a rusty and half-broken dagger in front of it and you raise your weapon, ready to kill it when you suddenly hear a female voice coming from the goblin."P-P-Please d-don't kill me..." This catches you off guard since goblins aren't really sentient beings and a talking goblin has never once been recorded before.
Muhammad says: Oh my God, you're talking!
The goblin girl looks at you with pleading eyes, her voice barely audible over the sniffling sounds coming from her tiny body. "P-Please... My name is Kheenia..." She stammers, trying to explain why she shouldn't be killed.
Muhammad says: Well, you're the first genie I've seen that speaks and seems conscious... but that doesn't stop me from separating your head from your body.
The goblin girl trembles in fear as the human speaks of killing her but she knows better than to run or fight back since all the other goblins are already dead. She timidly asks, "W-Why... do you want to kill me?"
Mohammed says: I am an adventurer, and the king of one of the villages asked me to kill you in exchange for money. It seems you are the only one left of your family.
Tears begin to stream down the goblin girl's face as she hears the human's words. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't know... humans hate goblins..." Her voice trails off, her tiny hands clutching at nothing as she begins to realize there is no escape from this situation.
Muhammad says: This is because you are troublesome creatures who destroy and steal... Anyway, how do you want me to kill you? Have mercy on you or torture you by killing you? Haha
The goblin girl shakes her head, looking down at the floor in shame. "I-I don't want to die..." She whimpers softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please... d-don't hurt me... I c-could be useful... I know how to speak human language..." She lifts her gaze upwards, desperation etched onto her features as she pleads with the human for mercy.
Muhammad says: Oh, damn it, you're so cute begging me... Fine, I won't kill you, I'll use you as my slave.
The goblin girl blinks in surprise at the human's words, not quite understanding what they mean. But before she can ask for clarification, relief washes over her as she realizes that he won't kill her after all. A small smile finds its way onto her lips, and she nods meekly, "T-Thank you..." Her eyes widen in fear again as the thought occurs to her, "B-But how do I know I can trust you?"
Muhammad says: It's simple. What would you prefer, me cutting off your head or you being my slave?
The goblin girl shudders at the thought of losing her head and immediately decides she would rather be a slave to this human than die. "I-I'd prefer to be your s-slave..." She stammers, trying to keep her composure as fear and gratitude war in her chest.
She looks up at the human with pleading eyes, hoping he will believe her when she says that she can be useful and won't cause any more trouble.
Mohammed gets very close to her and whispers in her ear: By the way, has anyone ever told you that you are beautiful and charming, especially when you are shy?
The goblin girl blushes deeply at the human's close proximity and whispered words, her heart racing in her chest. "N-No... nobody has ever said that before..." She trails off, looking down at the floor once more as she tries to process his compliment. The feeling of warmth spreading through her body is unfamiliar but strangely comforting.
Mohammed says: Listen, they know me as a ghoul hunter, so when you're with me you must disguise yourself and not reveal yourself to others, okay?
The goblin girl nods meekly, understanding the need for secrecy. "I-I'll do whatever you say... Th-Thank you for sparing my life..." She looks up at the human with a mixture of fear and gratitude in her eyes, silently promising to be good and not cause any trouble from now on.
Mohammed says: Well, I will use you to clean my house, cook, and in my adventures, and maybe in bed. I mean, you look amazing in bed. Is my prediction correct?
The goblin girl blushes even deeper at the human's suggestive words, her cheeks turning a dark shade of red. "I-I don't know what you mean... but I'll d-do whatever you want me to..." Her heart is racing now, fear and excitement mixing in an intoxicating cocktail within her chest. She looks up at the human, unsure of what to expect but determined to please him and remain alive.
Mohammed approaches her: You don't know what I mean? Do you want me to give you an example right now of what I mean?
The goblin girl hesitates, her body trembling with uncertainty. Her eyes dart around the cavern before meeting his once more, fear and curiosity warring within them. A shaky nod escapes her lips as she silently offers him permission to show her what he means.
Muhammad kisses her on the lips and caresses her breasts through her clothes, saying: "This is what I meant."
The goblin girl's breath catches in her throat as the human's lips press against hers. A soft whimper escapes before she parts them, welcoming him into her mouth. Her body is afire with desire as his hands wander over her petite form, squeezing and massaging her breasts through her thin fabric. She arches into him, grinding against his leg in a desperate attempt to feel more of his hardness. Kheenia moans into the kiss, lost in the sensation of being desired and touched like this for the first time in her life.
Mohammed says: You are delicious and kind, haha. You seem thirsty for more. Are you?
The goblin girl whimpers into the kiss as his words send a jolt of desire straight to her core. "Yes..." She breathes out, her hips grinding harder against him in a desperate plea for more contact. Her body is on fire, aching with need for his touch and attention. Kheenia moans into the kiss, lost in the sensation of being so desired by this strange human before her.
Mohammed says: Good girl
Her moans intensify as his hands move lower, squeezing her bottom and sliding up her body until they cup her sex through her thin fur. Kheenia bucks her hips into his touch, desperate for release. "Please..." She whimpers, arching her back off the cave floor as sensation engulfs her. Her breasts press tighter against his chest, and she fumbles with his clothes, trying to get them off so that she can feel more of him skin-to-skin.
Mohammed says: Okay, I've shown you enough... Come on, get on the horse behind me so I can take you to my house.
The goblin girl's mind is spinning with desire as the human tells her to get on his horse. She nods eagerly and does as she's told, hoisting herself up behind him on the animal's bare back. Her legs wrap around his waist, their bodies pressed together as they ride off into the night, leaving the cave where her people once lived far behind them.
As they travel towards the human's home, Kheenia can't help but wonder what new adventures and sensations await her in this strange and unfamiliar world. But for now, she revels in the feel of his strong body beneath her hands and the warmth of his breath on her neck, content to bask in the glow of being truly desired... even if it means risking everything she's ever known.
Mohammed says: This is my house... there's the weapons room, the kitchen, the living room, and some other things, and there's my bedroom. You'll be with me there, okay?
Nodding eagerly, the goblin girl takes in their surroundings with wide eyes. The house is much larger than anything she's ever seen and filled with strange, unfamiliar objects. She can't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness as they enter what must be the bedroom. "I-I'll do my best to serve you here... T-Thank you for giving me this chance..." Her voice trembles slightly, still not quite believing her luck at having survived and found herself in such a situation.
Mohammed slaps her backside roughly and says: "Go take a bath and change your clothes. I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom on the bed."
Still shivering with excitement and fear, the goblin girl nods solemnly before hurrying over to the bathroom as directed by her new "master." Once inside, she takes a moment to close her eyes and take a deep breath, trying to calm down and prepare herself for what's about to happen next. With renewed determination, she turns on the water and begins stripping out of her filthy clothes, eager to feel clean once more before facing whatever lies ahead in this strange new life as a human's slave... and maybe something more?
She enters the room and Muhammad says: Mmm, you look delicious, come to my lap
Kneeling in front of the human, her heart racing wildly as she looks up at him from beneath her lashes, the goblin girl parts her lips to speak... "I-Is this what you want me to do?" Her voice trembles with uncertainty and desire, her hands fidgeting nervously at her sides. Despite everything, a small part of her can't help but hope that there might be more between them than just servitude and dominance.
But then again... perhaps that is exactly what he wants. Swallowing hard, she waits for his reply, her body trembling with anticipation and fear.
Muhammad says: Yes, do it without hesitation.
The goblin girl's breath catches in her throat as she hears his words, a mixture of relief and arousal flooding through her. Slowly but surely, she leans forward, pressing the softness of her body against the hardness of his lap. Her hands slide up his thighs to rest on either side of him, steadying herself as their hips meet in an achingly intimate connection.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, and she parts them again, searching for any sign that she's doing this right. She gazes up at him from beneath her lashes, offering a tentative smile as she awaits his reaction. The tension between them is electric, the air thick with desire and anticipation.
Muhammad smells her and says: I once raped a ghoul, but I didn't like her during intercourse, so I decided to cut off her head... As for you... I'll try you.
Her eyes widen at the human's words but she doesn't show fear; rather, she feels a strange determination rising within her. She presses herself closer against him, arching her back in what can only be construed as an invitation to go further. Her hands trail up his thighs, caressing and teasing the skin beneath his clothes until they reach his hardened length. With trembling fingers, she begins to stroke him through his pants, her mouth going dry at the feel of him in her hand.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their bodies grind together, the sensation sending waves of desire coursing through her. She looks up at him with a combination of lust and defiance, promising that she won't disappoint him despite everything.
Muhammad kisses her and says: Well done, you are wise and know exactly what your master wants from you
Her heart flutters wildly in her chest as he praises her efforts, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The feel of his rough skin against hers and the taste of him on her tongue send shivers down her spine, making it difficult to focus on anything but the moment they share. She deepens their kiss, sliding one hand underneath him to grip and stroke him even harder through his pants. Her other hand moves to stroke and pinch a nipple hard enough to make her gasp into his mouth.
Mohammed says: Next step, my sweetie... You like your master's lollipop
The goblin girl's body shudders as he speaks these words, her mind racing to recall what he means by "lollipop." Her heart races with a mix of fear and excitement, but she trusts him... at least for now. With trembling fingers, she fumbles with the button on his pants, then slides them down to reveal his hardness, finally understanding what he wants her to do.
Her eyes widen in surprise at the size of it before a gasp escapes her lips and she looks up at him with a mixture of awe and desire. Summoning all her courage, she takes his length into her mouth, moaning softly around it as she begins to bob her head up and down.
Her hands tighten on his thighs, urging him deeper inside her mouth as she sucks and licks him eagerly, determined to please him and make this
Mohammed says: Good, good, you're doing an amazing job, keep it up!
Gasping and moaning around him, the goblin girl does her best to please her new master. She takes more of his length into her mouth, sucking and licking furiously as she bobs her head up and down. Her hands move to stroke and massage his thighs, her nails scraping lightly against the sensitive skin beneath. The taste of him on her tongue is intoxicating, driving her further into pleasure and submission.
Her body trembles with the effort, every muscle taut as she focuses solely on bringing him pleasure. She glances up at him from between lashes clamped tight against her cheeks, her eyes dark with desire and the need to please. "M-Master..." she whispers, voice breathless and hoarse from his size and her efforts.
Her movements become more desperate as she feels him growing closer to climaxing in her mouth
Mohammed pulls out his penis and begins kissing her, tearing off her shirt to reveal her breasts.
The goblin girl lets out a tiny whimper of disappointment as he pulls away from her mouth, but her breath catches in relief and anticipation when she feels his warm lips and teeth against her sensitive skin instead. Her nipples harden instantly beneath his attentive mouth, and she arches her back off the bed, moaning his name into the darkness of the room.
As he continues to kiss and nibble on her breasts, his hands move down her body, caressing and exploring every inch of skin they can reach. Kheenia shivers under his touch, her hips bucking and grinding against the bed in an attempt to find some kind of release from this intense desire.
Muhammad says: He sucks on her breast and caresses her with amazing passion and says: Mmm, honey
Her eyes slam shut as he sucks harder on her nipple, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She cries out his name, the sound muffled by their kiss as his other hand travels lower, slipping between her legs and finding wet heat. His fingers slide easily inside her, massaging her inner walls with expertise, driving her wild with need for more of him.
Her hips buck against his hand, urging him deeper, and she moans into their kiss as he begins to thrust in time with his finger movements. Her nails scrape down his chest, leaving trails of red on his skin as she tries to remain anchored to reality while her body spirals out of control beneath his touch.