Chapter 7: Captured

“Tnanetniam iul ed tiaf no'uq ec-tse'uq?”

“Whaa?” I mumbled.

“Nortap ua sel-snonema.

Sap sias en ej”

“Wha..what are you saying?” Blinking my eyes open, it starts to come back to me.

The whole world had turned upside down. Literally. After knocking the sword out of my hand and beating me up, the Goblins must have hog tied me to their spears. Two of them carrying me like I was a pig about to be roasted over a fire.

Wait. Am I actually about to get roasted over a fire? Am I about to get fucking cooked by these stupid filthy creature?!

“Hey! Hey you!” I yelled at the Goblin carrying me in the back. He looked at me, but I don't think he understood my words. “Where are you taking me!”

“Id li-t-a'uq?” The Goblin said. Not at me, but at one of the two in front.

“Snolla suon Ão riovas etsuj tuev li.” One of them replied. “Erdnialp es ed etÃrra li'uq ruop ehcuob al snad esohc euqleuq erttem iul ed tiffus lI.”

“Hey? Come on! One of you has to be able to understand me!”

We stopped suddenly. The one Goblin I could see looking at me and licking his purple lips with a gross pointed tongue.

“Please don't eat me…” I whimpered.

He didn't eat me, instead resting the spear on his shoulder and reaching his hands under his tattered tribal tunic.

He shuffled around, nearly knocking me off his shoulder and sending me crashing into the ground. But unfortunately I stayed on and watched in horror as the disgusting creature removed his underwear in front of me.

“Wait… umm… what are you doing?”

He slowly pulled the dirty hole covered cloth up the shaft of his lumpy green flesh stick. Seemingly relishing in taking his time, holding his tunic up so I could see him rub it on the slimy head of his huge cock. Bigger than I would have expected, but not as big as the first Goblin I had the pleasure of meeting.

“What, uhh… whatcha doing that for…” uncontrollable chuckles escaped my mouth as I watched the Goblin scrunch his damp underwear into a ball.

“Saper el ruop icrem sid.” The Goblin's annoying voice cried before forcing his underwear into my mouth.

“Mufhh! MUHhfHhhhh!!” A familiar taste rolled across my tongue. That sharp, tainted taste which felt like it could corrupt every part of me it touched.

The taste was bad, but worse was remembering that perk which was **** on me. ‘Goblin Enthusiast’. Set at level one with everything that implied…

Phtuuh

I spat out the cum tainted gag out of an instinctual fear of swallowing anything.

Smack

I felt the burning sting on my face from the rough hand that slapped me. The third Goblin, the leader of this little group I assumed. The other two were more lanky, thin creatures. With harder edges to their faces and barely any hair on their heads.

This one was different. Stockier. Square jawed. Fat stomach. Actual muscle on his arms and a hair of head. Even with my magically enhanced reflexes, he'd been fast and strong enough to disarm me with ease.

“No.” He said. The word clearly foreign to him.

He picked the filthy gag back up and stuffed it in my mouth again. The new position bringing new horrible tastes.

I didn't dare remove it this time. The other two snickered and laughed at me, but this one remained focused and stoic. Satisfied I was going to keep it in and keep my mouth shut, he moved on. The three of us continuing this journey to wherever they were taking me.

This was okay… well, no. But it would be! That's what I told myself. The others would know I had been gone for too long, they would go looking for me. Myla had to have some tracking magic, or the skills to do it normally. They weren't eating me right now, so there was time for them to catch up. Time for me to be rescued.

Hailey would come for me. The damsels rescuing the hero in distress. Maybe that was something to be ashamed of, but I didn't care. I just couldn't wait to see her again.

After walking out of the nice green hills and into a dark rocky crag, the Goblins took me into the mouth of a huge cave. Lit inside by warm torches and some bigger bon fires. Animal bones and crude markings covered the walls, some more intricate weaving on display as well.

Near the back of the cave were makeshift pens. A stable, or maybe a kennel for large monsters they took care of. Half wolf and half boar by the look of them. A pig nose and big tusks on what mostly resembled a wolf's head, with a round furry body, powerful legs and a bushy tail. Terrifying, but also cuddly. Younger looking Goblins climbed onto of them, knocking down those who tried to follow like a more violent version of King of the hill. The animal didn't seem to mind even with the children pulling on its fur and jumping all over it. Content to just much on something that looked like hay.

The atmosphere shifted with our arrival though. Hooded figures ushering the kids deeper into the cave, maybe towards their living area? This entry ‘Hall’ only seemed to house the beasts and their weapon supplies. Racks of primitive spears, bows, some wooden shields with rusty nails pointing outward, and a few nicer looking swords. Likely stolen, or picked off of the dead.

Opposite their war stockpile, surrounded by chewed up bones and general filth and detritus, was a throne. Made of jagged sticks and bones, more to impose fear than to be a functional chair. With the fattest, filthiest Goblin on top, flanked on either side by four other Goblins. He was twice as big as any of the others, barely fitting into the chair.

The king, or chief Goblin looked at lot like the beasts he kept. With the flat pig nose, floppy ears and elongated lower canines that resembled tusks. His face was rounder and more pudgy than any of the other Goblins, with a bald head so smooth it almost looked shiny.

The other Goblins around him were dressed in more ornate outfits. Decorated with bird skulls, necklaces of teeth, feathers and even one that sported a broken monocle and cane. Their leader however, wore next to nothing. Just a tattered rag to offer the tiniest amount of modesty, letting the rest of his expansive flesh breathe.

Most surprising was that lying on top of his vast fleshy mass, was a woman. A blonde, human woman. Maybe in her thirties or forties? Almost completely naked, except for the iron collar around her neck, not attached to any chain or restraint. Despite that, she didn't look like a ****. She seemed to fawn over the big guy, pressing her thick thighs and voluptuous chest onto him. Stroking his chest and nuzzling him while his meaty hands stroked and groped her plump ass.

“I am Ungar Maiden-Slayer. Chief. What brings a lone traveler such as yourself so close to my land.” He spoke the language well, in a deep, brutish voice.

My stoic captor took the gag out of my mouth and I could finally breathe. Not that the taste of the air here was much better. Looking around the ground had a lot of splattered stain marks, which I deeply hoped was only blood…

“Soo?” The leader Goblin leaned forward. Eyeing me up. “What say you?”

Everyone was watching me. Waiting to hear what I would come up with. Maybe waiting for me to beg for my life. That wouldn't help me though. I doubted they planned to let me live no matter what I said. I only had one hope for survival here, stalling for time to be rescued.

“Ohh, you know… Just exploring and such. My name is Mason, I'm traveling the land on my own and looking for adventure.” I tried to speak confidently. “I didn't realise this was your territory. My apologies for intruding.”

“Hmmmmmm.” The Goblin rumbled. Staring at me.

I had to be vague enough for him to want to keep me alive. To get more answers out of me. But not so vague that he would get frustrated, or mad. His speech was civilised, but I didn't doubt he would cut me down if I angered him even slightly.

“Hmmm hmmm hmmmmmm.” Ungar pushed the woman clinging onto him up, getting his hand firmly under her ass. Then, right in front of me and the other Goblins, he stuck one of his fat fingers inside of the woman's pussy. The one huge finger more than enough to fill the girl up and make her deep moans echo throughout the cave. She didn't say a word, but she genuinely seemed to love the feeling. Her loving smile melted away into a depraved animalism face of pure pleasure. Tongue out, eyes rolled back and her hands gripping onto his body tightly as the Goblin casually finger fucker her.

“Where did you travel from?” Ungar asked me. Then turned to give his concubine a filthy, sloppy kiss. Mashing his tongue into her mouth and making the woman only fall deeper into her lustful state.

Was this a Goblin power play? Was he hoping I would comment on it? Ask him to stop so he'd then have a reason to kill me and get this over with? Nobody else looked bothered or confused by it, so as weird and creepy as it was I would too.

“I… came from Star-tinged town.” I said as the Goblin dug his hand into the woman's chest. “But I'm not from there, I only just arrived. My homeland is far off, and unknown to the people of this land.”

“Muhhummsluup” I was trying to sound mysterious and intriguing… but this guy was more focused on making out with his girl instead of listening to me. It was kind of insulting really. Even if I was his captive.

He finally moved his mouth away from hers, his fat tongue licking up her face as he turned to me. He pulled the finger out of her crotch as well. Presenting it to the woman and letting her lap up her own juices off of him. She wrapped her arms around his arms and dug into it. Licking that bulbous green finger clean.

“Heh. Be thankful you're not from there. I would have killed you if you were. Those stuck up bastards have been trying to get rid of me for years now.

He'd survived years of extermination attempts?! I thought this was supposed to be an easy quest!

“That's terrible… sir. I had no idea!” I lied through my teeth.

“Hmmm. Yes, well. If you're just passing through… we can escort you out of our territory. We'll keep your sword for the trouble, and you keep your life. Fair?”

Wait… really?! I'd give him an apology if I didn't think that would insult him. These Goblins seemed way more reasonable than I would have thought. Here I was dreaming up some epic rescue, and my captor was just going to let me go.

I could imagine the look on Hailey's face when I got back. Haha she'd be so mad I let myself get captured, but so relieved I was okay. But thinking about it, I needed to get out of here fast. If the team showed up now and-

“LET HIM GO YOU PIG-FACED BASTARD!”

Oh God whyyyyyyy

“Srohed relifuaf es ed niart ne EÃvuort snova'l suon! Fehc!” Two scrawny Goblins brought Hailey in. Struggling to stop her from shouting as she wriggled around them.

“IF YOU TOUCH ONE HAIR ON HIS HEAD WITH THOSE UGLY, FAT HANDS! I'LL PERSONALLY MAKE YOU PAY FOR IT!”

“Hailey! Please no he's letting me go!” I tried to plead with her. It was nice that she cared so much but this was not the time!

“You know her?” The chief watched Hailey but spoke to me. He didn't look angry at the insults she was throwing at him, more intrigued… interested…

“I'm his party member!” Hailey said proudly. Struggling less as the Goblins brought her beside me.

We looked at each other and I couldn't help but smile. She had come for me. Even if her timing had been terrible, she came for me.

“Is that all?” Ungar's voice rolled throughout the cave. Staring at me now, at the look I was giving Hailey. “Mason, this confuses me. I thought you were travelling alone?”

“Uhh..umm…well..you see…” Fuck. Why did I lie! I should have just said I was separated from my party… thinking of, where was Sandor and Myla anyways?

“Where are the others?” I whispered to Hailey, trying to look discreet.

She didn't say anything, but she smiled and gave me a wink. So… this all had to be a part of her plan then? Did she get captured on purpose? Was she yelling and making a big scene as a distraction? Whatever their plan was, I could trust her to take the lead.

“I'm waiting…” The chief smiled. Smacking his tongue on his lips as he stared at Hailey. The woman on him continued not to say anything, but she looked visibly upset. Was she jealous?

“I think maybe there's been a misunderstanding…”

“Yes indeed. You understood that I was going to let you leave, well I think that's changed now.”

“Any punishment you have for him, you can give to me!” Hailey stood forward, spreading her arms out in front of me.

With her stance so wide, it almost looked like she was showing herself off. Letting Ungar and his underlings take in her body… but… no… she was trying to protect me… or make a distraction…

One of the Goblins standing beside Ungar tapped his shoulder. The group having a huddled conversation in their annoying natural tongue.

I wanted to say more to Hailey, but with the Goblins guarding us I was scared to talk. That one stoic Goblin seemed to know our language, and I didn't want to ruin whatever her plan was by talking about it.

“We have a decision.” Ungar announced. “There will be no decision made tonight. Now decide.”

“Decide what?” Hailey asked.

“Not you. Him.” The Goblin chief looked past Hailey to me. A deep belly laugh taking over him.

“Sorry, umm… what's happening?” I tentatively asked.

“It's late, and my council tires.” Ungar explained, grinning widely all the while. “We'll decide your ultimate fate tomorrow. But for tonight…”

“Tonight?”

“Tonight you can decide. Will the lady be spending her evening with me? In my quarters? Or would you rather she spend her night bunking with my council?"