He is yours, but what about the rest?

You tilt your head back and smile at the expression of slavish adoration you’ve grown so familiar seeing, now painting the goblin’s fleshy face. He’s yours, totally and absolutely. Almost lazily you rise and stretch, folding yourself into his lap and pressing yourself against his gut like his personal pet. His pale flesh is cold and heaving from the rough fucking you just **** on him, but he’s hardly complaining.

Yet, is it enough? You look away from him and to the rest of the cave and the celebrating goblins as they shout and fight amongst themselves, so excited by the display but lacking a proper outlet. Thoughtfully, you begin stroking the goblin kings cock, feeling it rise once more to your ministrations.

God there is a lot of them. Far more than you could have anticipated. More than a hundred goblins fill this cave alone, dancing before the bonfire, feasting by the flames and fighting like wild dogs. The tribe is enormous, truly a prize. Who knows how many aren’t even present during the feast. And they’re all yours.

Right?

Your hand stills upon its cock. The goblin groans, but dares do naught else. There are a great many here, true, many quite strong judging by the impressive physique of many before you, their diminutive yet sculpted musculature bronzed by the bonfire’s flame. Your other hand drifts to your pussy and begins to stroke your cum washed lips. Your breathing grows deeper, your hand upon the pale monsters cock moving faster. You look up to the current goblin king. His size is impressive, but his authority isn’t. His flab makes him so heavy he can’t even get off his throne. How long can he last? How reliable is he for you to exercise your rule through?

You turn back to the cavern and the rejoicing goblins. Your hand digs deeper into your soaked cunny making you groan. The goblins are watching you again, hooting in delight as you debase yourself. You have **** you tell yourself. You’ll have to fuck them all. It’s the only way to be sure the goblin tribe will obey you in entirety.

You lick your lips and shudder, and this time do not even bother denying it isn’t from delight.