Bide your time and plan for an escape

The goblin betraying his word is no surprise, but it fills you with anger. At the same time, there is no easy way for you to escape. You resolve to pretend to go along with the idea - like it, even - but to escape at the first opportunity.

"Mmmm, I would like to serve you," you say, reaching out and stroking the goblin leader's soft cock.

He smiles and laughs, making some remark about your lust in his language. To your dismay, he calls out to the other two goblins.

They enter sheepishly, surprised to see you naked and stroking the leader's soft green dick.

"Wo-man, you pleasure them, mouth only," the goblin leader says, and then repeats the instruction in the goblin language. "After, you mine. But for now give pleasure to them."

The two smaller goblins gleefully undress, revealing their tiny, stiff pricks. They are thin and no more than three inches in length. The leader watches with amusement as the two smaller goblins crowd around you. One snaps at the other and grabs your head, pulling your mouth to his cock.

You allow the filthy creature to slide its pitiful little prick between your lips. The warmth fills your mouth, although the cock itself leaves plenty of room. The creature frantically fucks your face, holding your head in place while it pumps its shaft in and out of your mouth. The other scrawny goblin drops to its knees and crawls beneath your leaning body to suck your hard nipples. This, at least, feels good.

Soon enough the srawny goblin at your face howls and practically jumps to bury itself in your mouth. It presses its little marble-sized balls against your chin and you feel them twitching against your lower lip. The sour taste of its cum coats your tongue and you swallow the sticky juice spurting against your tonsils. The creature sighs and its cock is almost immediately replaced with the other goblins. It's slightly thicker and longer.

In much the same manner, this one speaks in a constant stream of goblin language, hips working and thrusting its tiny prick into your mouth. Its stinking pubic hair fills your nostrils and after several thrusts it speeds up until it is slapping its acorn-sized balls against your chin. It grunts and you are once more swallowing the seed of a goblin, your belly churning as it fills up with yet more of the nasty cum.

Having exhausted their good will, the leader shouts at them and they scurry away. He calls you over and you crawl on hands and knees over where he guides you to his more man-sized member, which has stiffened from the show you put on. Your jaw and lips are sore, but you do not protest, instead showing great enthusiasm as you suck, lick, and stroke the goblin leader.

He watches with a smile, grunting and gasping when he approaches his orgasm and allowing you to suck the cum from his cock. It is thin and warm, more bitter than before, a sure sign that you are at least draining his cum.