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Chapter 12 by agenteightysix agenteightysix

Where are you brought now?

In front of the goblin chief

You follow the servants deeper into the building, down several hallways and into a large room. At the other end in a simple throne is a rather large, scarred goblin, completely naked and smiling at you. You immediately feel exposed, recognizing that the only thing you are wearing is a gold chain connecting your nipples which doesn't cover anything at all.

You are led all the way up to the chief then motioned to kneel. You do so, unsure of what other option you really have in this situation. You hold your head down, not knowing what to expect next. The chief gets up, walks directly in front of you, and places his hand on your chin, pulling up your face to look at his. He says something in the same incomprehensible language all the other goblins have been speaking up to this point. Unsure what to do, you simply stare back at him with a questioning look in your eyes. Your lack of response seems to garner one in him, however, as he looks up to his servants and screams something at them, making several of them cower in fear. One of them responds, seemingly satisfying the query and returning the room to proper decorum.

When he turns back to you, a glow begins to rise in his free hand and he presses it against your chest, directly in between your breasts. He holds it there for several seconds, making sure his spell takes hold, before releasing. Left behind is a small insignia in the center of your chest.

This time, when the chief speaks, rather than gibberish coming out of his mouth, you hear what he is saying completely clearly. "What is your name, captive?"

"My name is Rosa," you nervously manage to squeak out, but not in your own tongue. Rather, when you speak it is the language of the goblins. You cover your mouth as you are taken aback by your own words.

"Well, Rosa, you have been captured in battle, this makes you property of the village and ultimately property of me. You are such a fine specimen that my warriors have given you to me, personally, to do with what I see fit. And I see in front of me someone fit to be **** to this." He thrusts his now fully erect cock toward your face. "If you will accept this willingly, we can make this easy on you. Otherwise, more forceful measures may need to be taken."

You sit in your kneeled position, staring at his cock, contemplating how to respond to this proposition.

How do you respond?

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