Bruised and shaken, but otherwise unharmed.

You look over to the female goblin and move over to her, reaching a hand out to her to help her up. "All is well, Blackmane. You are safe. I am here.", you tell her and her eyes focus on you, her gaze wide and still full of fear for a moment before she realizes who it is that is standing before her and that has saved her.

All of a sudden, she is up and on her feet, throwing her arms around your midsection and burying her face in your chest. She begin to sob, all the emotions that she had been trying her best to hold in while she was being assaulted coming out all at once. Fear, anger, outrage, disgust, panic and, the last of them that you caused, relief seem to flood through her all at once as she goes from hard wracking sobs to soft sniffles as she shivers against you. She holds you tight, as though you are a lifeline to remind her that she is now safe and you, allowing her and yourself a moment of softness, return the embrace and hold her gently.

She cries herself out, finally sniffling to a stop and reluctantly moving back from you, looking abashed and ashamed. "Blackmane...sorry, Chieftain. It is weak to cry like this. Is weak to have been caught like this. Blackmane is sorry.", she says to you softly and then looks up at you through her eyelashes, "And thank you, chieftain, for saving Blackmane. Thank you..."

You nod and place a hand upon her shoulder, squeezing reassuringly. "It is the chieftain's duty to protect his people.", you say and then glance over your shoulder at the still out cold beast-kin with a snort of derision, "Besides, these scum don't deserve a lovely one like you."

She blushes ever so slightly at the off-handed compliment you had given her, but you choose to ignore it as you nod once more to her. "Come. We must tell Balthor what has happened.", you tell her, catching her by the elbow to lead her out of the tent, "I would like to kill these fools myself, but such a thing is for their chieftain to do."

Blackmane nods and goes along with you out of the tent and back towards the center of the camp where the revelry is still going strong. Many more beast-kin have become entangled with one another and the scent of sweat and sex is thick in the air when you approach. You are not immune to the effect of such a thing, your cock growing painfully hard in your leather breeches and you body feeling uncomfortably hot. Blackmane also, despite her recent ordeal, is affected by the atmosphere as you can see her squeeze her thighs tight and her cheeks flushed as she breathes in that sexually charged musk.

Still, you both keep your duty at hand in mind as you make your way into the center of the camp, trying not to look at who is fucking who and how. Though you can't help but notice that your other followers have since moved on to new partners, two of them sharing what appears to be a reptilian beast-kin of some sort and the other pair being serviced orally by a pair of slender squirrel-women that look alike enough to be sisters. You frown at that, feeling jealous that your followers can enjoy themselves so fully while you are still denied pleasure. Of course, you are the one denying yourself that pleasure by looking to duty first, but you still feel unhappy about it.

You push aside that feeling as well, however, as you seek out Balthor. You find him with his cock buried in the cunt of the doe-woman that had been the bait for the trap he had initially set for you. He pumps his broad shaft in and out of the doe's tight pussy while she is bent over a low table and servicing two wolf beast-kin with her mouth and hands. Balthor grunts in exertion as he fucks the doe-woman, but, despite the delightful distraction he is in the midst of, he manages to notice your approach.

"Oh, Minion! I see...you found your...female there. You here to share her or...what?", he says to you with a leer and you feel Blackmane grasp your arm tight at the words.

"No. Minion say Blackmane his. Blackmane mine. Only mine. No share.", you tell him with a firm shake of your head before going on to the subject you'd come to him for, "Other beast-kin not respect that though. Three beast-kin try take Blackmane by ****. They try and take what belongs to Minion...and attack my female, even tough Balthor say goblins welcome here."

At that, Balthor stops his thrusting, looking at you with narrowed eyes. "You sayin' some of my boys decided that they could do what they wanted, no matter what I said? Goin' against my orders?"

You nod to him shortly and he frowns deeply as, with a slap to the doe-woman's rump, he extracts himself from her dripping cunt. She gives a cry of disappointment, but it is cut short as one of the wolf-men shoves his cock into her mouth and down her throat while the other moves around to take Balthor's place at the other end, thrusting his cock into her pussy in one hard movement. She seems pleased enough by this replacement and begins to rock her hips back in time with the wolf's thrusts while the other one fucks her face.

Meanwhile, Balthor turns to you with his hard cock still dripping with the doe-woman's fem-cum, a sight that draws a gasp from Blackmane and has her squeezing closer to you. "Where are these bastards? Did you kill 'em?", he asks.

"No. Knocked out. Hurt them. Hurt one especially bad. Made sure he not try anything with female that is not his again.", you say firmly, "But not kill. Is not Minion's place. Is Balthor's place. Balthor beast-kin chieftain. Balthor punish beast-kin. This is so?"

Balthor studies you for a moment, weighing your words, before nodding. "Aye. That's so.", he replies, "So where are they?"

"In tent. That way.", you say pointing back the way you had come from, "Two stag and one moose. You will smell them. Smell their blood. Will know where tent is because of that."

"Good.", he said and then gives you a smile, "Sorry 'bout this, Minion. Hey, let me offer you this one here to make up for it! She's got a nice, tight cunt and is always eager."

He says this as he gestures to the doe-woman that is plugged with cock on both sides and, as you look at her being railed so hard, you can't help but be reminded of just how hard your dick is at that moment and how much you'd love to shove it into a hot, wet pussy right then...but you still have to tend to Blackmane...right?