The goblin king

*Disclaimer, this chapter features depictions of ‘grape’ and unwanted ****. If this is something you are uncomfortable with, please do not read ahead, this is your warning. I do not condone these acts to be encouraged or acted upon anyone, this is only done for story purposes and entertainment only! This is a work of fiction, and please be kind to each other. Please enjoy.

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~The moments before Elle and Fen had finished off the majority of the goblins, and were about to descend into the final cavern.~

The goblin king was pleased with himself, he had amassed a great horde of goblins, and had led them to attack caravans and steal treasures and resources for his nest. He had also fashioned a worthy crown made from the bones of his vanquished enemies that he always wore. But what pleased him the most, was the young woman he had kidnapped, and was now serving as his sex ****. In his personal quarters, the last cavern within this cave, he enjoyed his spoils.

The woman he kidnapped was fully naked, and at his mercy. He had chained her up in the middle of the cavern, next to his sleeping arrangements of furs from the animals he had killed. A strong chain was fastened around her neck and hands, a thick bolt smashed into the rocky ground to keep her in place. He admired her curvy figure, sporting big tits and a fat ass, and a pretty face. The other thing he admired about her, was the beautiful golden hair upon her head. It was a rare thing for a goblin to come across something as eye catching as this human woman, and the goblin king knew he had to have her.

When he attacked that caravan, he made sure that she was the main prize to take. Now here he was, with a strong horde of goblins at his command, a room full of treasures, enough food to keep his belly filled. And a pretty human to fuck whenever he wanted.

He was currently balls deep inside the golden haired woman, on her hands and knees as he stood behind her. She was sobbing at being defiled by a goblin, and he loved that. He had always wanted to stick it to those haughty humans, believing they were better than goblins.

The goblin king only stood at four feet, with a skinny and lithe body. But with his numbers, he was able to kill many of the men at the caravan, and was able to drag the woman off.

His five inch, curved green knob was thrusting inside the woman’s cunt, making her groan in discomfort. Her vaginal walls gripped his prick tightly, giving him euphoric pleasure. She was dry when he first started fucking her, but her body eventually betrayed her, reacting to being engaged in sex, not knowing it was a goblin that was doing the fucking. Her cunt became wetter, making it an even more pleasurable experience for the goblin king.

He was pumping his hips into her hard, making thise big fat butt cheeks jiggle for his amusement. He couldn’t help his mouth water at the erotic sight of her, helpless and ****, completely under his control. His drool fell and splashed onto the small of her back, making her gasp.

She was at his personal disposal, and the goblin king thought of knocking this bitch up, make her push out a few sprogs to increase his horde. Then maybe if he gets a bigger horde, he could attack a village, take all their food and shiny metals, and breed their women. Making an even bigger horde until no one couldn’t stop him, yes! That was a good idea.

Gripping the woman’s wide hips, he thrusted harder, making her sob louder.

“Please.” He heard her whimper in her human language. He didn’t care, all he was concerned was fucking her until he came in her. He had already jizzed on her face, sticky streaks of his seed drying on her features and in her golden hair. His clawed fingers dug deeper into the soft flesh of her hips as he rutted into her with frenzied, animalistic thrusts, his green bollocks swinging back and forth. Her body rocked forward with each snap of his pelvis, her breasts swaying heavily beneath her, her choked sobs echoing off the cave walls.

The goblin king’s breath came in ragged, guttural pants, his pointed ears twitching at the sound of wet slapping of flesh meeting flesh.

The goblin king’s thrusts grew erratic, his wiry body tensing as he felt his climax building, and he snarled through gritted yellow teeth. Her cunt clenched around him, slick with unwilling arousal, and he could feel her trembling beneath him.

A guttural groan tore from his throat as his cock twitched violently inside her, his bollocks tightening, and aching for release.

The goblin king’s hips stuttered as thick ropes of seed pulsed deep into her womb, his claws digging possessively into her flesh. She whimpered as his hot, sticky release flooded her, his cock twitching with each spurt. Panting, he ground himself against her ass, milking every last drop into her helpless body.

“No, not again.” She whimpered pathetically.

Her golden hair clung to her tear-streaked and cum stained face as she shuddered beneath him, her cunt still clenching around his softening length. With a wet pop, he pulled out, his spend dribbling down her thighs as he admired his handiwork, her used hole glistening with his seed.

The goblin king smirked, his clawed fingers trailing up the woman’s trembling belly before roughly groping one of her heavy, pendulous tits. He squeezed the soft flesh hard, his thumb grinding against her stiffened nipple as she flinched and sobbed again. Her tit spilled between his green fingers, the weight of it warm and inviting in his grasp.

“I’ll make sure you’re filled with my cum everyday, pink skin.” He snarled in his native tongue.

He then heard an unwanted noise from the passageway that led out of his quarters. It sounded like the painful cries of his goblins, they were under attack. The goblin king needed to protect his treasures and his sex ****, who ever would come through into his home was in for a nasty surprise.

In barged a humanoid looking wolf, standing in its hind legs, wielding a great-axe, and behind him, a sexy looking human redhead, already pregnant. He would deal with this riffraff, kill the damned wolf, and take the woman as his next sex ****. He would rip the babe out of her womb, and replace it with his own spawn. He was giddy at the thought of having two sexy women for his pleasure.

Many underestimated the goblin king, even though he wasn’t physically stronger than men, and definitely not stronger by this wolf-man by the looks of his muscles. What they did not know, was that the goblin king had a secret, and that was that he could perform destructive magic.

First, he need some distance. The goblin king summoned the magic energy that coursed through him, and used a teleportation spell to the other side of the cavern. The wolf and woman looked momentarily confused at what had just happened, as did many that faced him in combat.

They spoke to each other, showing their disbelief that a goblin could accomplish such feats. The goblin king then summoned fire from his finger tips, bringing his hands close together to form a fireball. Once it was finished conjuring, he aimed it at the wolf-man, and flung it at him.

The wolf-man reacted too quickly, and jumped out of the way. He then barked something at the woman, and she nodded in understanding. What were they plotting?

The goblin king then summoned an acid spray, high above at the roof of the cave. It then became an acid rain, falling down in large and heavy droplets. The wolf-man ran out of the way, but was still caught by some of rain. His armour was bubbling from the acid, and he quickly dowsed himself with water from a water-skin over himself to dispel the affliction of the acid.

The wolf-man was a persistent one, a painful thorn in the goblin king’s side, one he wanted extracted. The foe was beginning to close in now, so the goblin king fired a lightning bolt at him. The speed of the spell was too quick for the wolf-man this time. Flinging him back as his muscles convulsed from the speed, causing lightning damage and giving him great pain. The wolf-man howled from the strike, but still got back up, his eyes burning with ferocious anger at the goblin king.

The goblin king was starting to get worried now, he was expending too many of his powerful spells, and his magic was waning, and beginning to exhaust his body.

He performed a haste spell upon himself, to be able to move swifter, and perform spells at greater speed. And also a stone skin spell on his body to act as protection if his enemy got to him. The goblin king fled around the cavern, as the speed of the wolf-man seemed to decrease, still feeling the effects of the lightning bolt convulsing his muscles.

The next spell he had to be careful with, so that He didn’t accidentally damage his sex ****. He concentrated and used a glyph of blasting to form at the feet of the wolf-man. He began the spell, and was almost able to cast it before the wolf-man closed in on him. But he felt an arrow hit the temple of his head, breaking his concentration, thankfully the stone skin spell protected him, or that may have been a fatal strike.

He looked to his side, and saw the redhead woman, nocking another arrow to let loose on him. The bitch! He would make sure his dick would delve deep in her cunt, and make her call him master after he won this fight. He would ensure that the unborn babe in her womb be evacuated from her, it’s lifeless body in front of her as the goblin king fucked her hard from behind. He would break her mind, and have her addicted to goblin prick and cum, mark his words he thought.

The goblin king teleported again to the other side. He took a moment of reprieve to try and get his magical energy to refill. If only he had a potion from his belt, he could take it and restore himself back to full power. It was then he realised that the stone skin was no longer in effect, that human must have reduced its durability to zero from the arrow. He was about to cast it again upon himself, until a new arrow hit him in the shoulder. The pain was excruciating, as he found out it hard a barbed tip, and taking it out would cause more blinding pain and damage.

He would have to cast a healing spell, to help him get through this. He scanned the area for any sign of the wolf-man, but he was gone from sight. The goblin king was all but shitting himself now, as he don’t know where he was.

Fuck it! He thought, he was close to the exit, he would run there and cast shatter and cave them inside. He would be safe, and what he could do then was regroup and come back after a few days when they had begun to starve. He could finish the wolf-man off, and hopefully take the two women to be his sex slaves, if they survived.

With haste in effect, he could quickly get to the exit. He ran, but as he got there, he tripped over. He crashed into the rocky ground, and looked back, seeing that they had set up a trip wire. How did he fall for such a simple and idiotic trap?

The wolf-man had descended upon him now, and he didn’t like his chances against him in close combat. He knew what to do, the goblin king summoned a cone of cold, that would damage the beast, and slow his movements down so he could enact his plan.

He felt the magic form at his fingertips, the numb cold feeling came first, then he struck the spell at the wolf-man before he could close the distance. It was a direct hit, and the goblin king felt his confidence return. He had time to escape and cast shatter now. But wait…

The spell didn’t seem to affect him, he didn’t seem in pain, nor did his movements slow down. He was too fast, and the beast raised a great-axe up and over his head. The last thing the goblin king witnessed was the flash of an axe head swinging down at his face. The last thing he felt was the bite of the sharpe weapon cleave into his skull, and then there was darkness.

And the last thing he thought before everything seemed to ebb away, was that this was no way for a goblin king to die.