Leashed.

It couldn’t hurt, right? If this was what she needed to do to make it through the camp, a simple rope collar wouldn’t be the worst thing that could happen. She knelt down, much to the surprise of the goblins. Valerie guessed they weren’t expecting her to agree so readily. With a shrug from the main guard, he slipped the rope around her neck and pulled it tight.

“There,” she heard, the goblin wiping his hands off.

“Wait… why can I understand you now?” She asked, following the rope leash with her eyes. She noted how it rested in the guard’s hands, albeit loosely.

“Magic rope. Make **** understand Goblin.” The guard replied.

“Okay, but I’m not a ****. I’m just a traveler.” She shot back, a bit worried by the sudden shift.

“Gobgob offer you **** pact and you accept. Now belong to Gobgob,” she guard smiled brightly.

“I think there has been a mis—” he tugged the rope tighter, pulling her close to him. His lips crashed against hers as he took command. His tongue pushed past her lips, exploring her mouth. It was so long and agile… Valerie tried to break the kiss, but she couldn’t. In fact, she couldn’t do anything to break free from his grasp!

His tongue pushed down her throat while his hands grasped at her bust. She felt the creature toy with her chest before he began to unclasp bits of her armor. All the while, she was **** to suck on his thick tongue. He smelled horrible, but the miasma made it so much worse. Her head felt foggy as her body responded to its new master.

She gasped as her armor fell off of her. How did he do that? Only she should be able to take the armor off? Did… did he really own her now? All of her? She had to figure a way out of this… When he broke the kiss, he stood back to look at his new prize. She had been left in her underwear, though it left very little to the imagination.

“**** make babies with Gobgob,” he said, tugging on her leash. She fell to her hands and knees, **** to walk like an animal. She wanted to say no. To beg and scream to be let free.

Instead, she could only do as her master commanded. “Yes, master.”

“**** is Gobgob’s wife now!” He shouted back as he lead her into the camp.

“Yes, master. I am your wife now.” No! Why am I saying this? Why can’t I control my body? Worse yet, she could feel the miasma clouding her mind, filtering these new commands as truths. She was far from weak when it came to mental fortitude, but she was worried about prolonged exposure to this.

He tugged and pulled with little regard for her comfort, dragging her through the camp in an exercise in humiliation. He was showing her and everyone else who she belonged to. It did not take a High Goblin to see that she was a strong warrior. The fact that he had tamed her so easily meant that he was now seen as stronger.

The tight hemp around her neck was only becoming more welcome by her body. She could feel it normalize itself upon her; a fact which greatly worried her. If that had become so normal so quickly, then what else would her body accept so readily?

Once he brought her into his house, he commanded her to kneel in front of him. The goblin took a long look at her before settling his gaze on her navel. “**** has Mark of Corruption!” He clapped his hands together and jumped into the air. He’d hit the jackpot!

Valerie knew what that was, but she had absolutely no idea how she’d gotten it. Only powerful sorcerers and sorceresses could cast magic like that… or succubi. But she hadn’t encountered the Succubus Queen at all! When could this have happened? But what was far worse was what it now meant for her. Every corrupt action would worsen the curse until it took over completely.

“Gobgob want use **** now. **** suck Gobgob cock.” He said, flopping his dick out of the meager armor he had been wearing. Her mind screamed at her to run away, but her body had different plans. The minute she saw ‘her master’s cock,’ her pussy flooded with arousal. Was that because of the rope or the curse… or both? It was large and green, poking against her lips.

She hadn’t even done this for Gareth! She’d always found it disgusting and, even now, while her mind was repulsed, her body was excited. Her tongue ran around the head of it, savoring the taste. She should hate it. She should be disgusted. But it was incredibly delicious to her. Her tongue had never experienced anything this good. She wanted more; needed more!

What is going on? Why the hells is this so good? Her mouth moved forward, engulfing the first two inches of the massive cock. It had to be at least 8 inches long! There was no way she could take it all in.

No! Why was she even trying? She needed to break out of this!