Its a bad day for Eilwy

The two goblins crashed into Eilwy and tackled her to the cold stone floor. She landed heavily, kicking and scratching at her captors in frustration until they subdued her by twisting her arm painfully up her back.

The goblins **** her onto her knees, smiling wickedly. The cold stones pressed uncomfortably into Eilwy's bare skin.

Scar swung his legs off the table and dropped to the floor with a smug smile, leaving Jomath helplessly hanging in her bondage. "The Dark Faery has placed an anti-magic shell over the World Tree, you stupid bitch! You weren't gagged because we were scared of you, we just didn't want to hear your wailing!"

Eilwy cursed her stupidity. Of course! The Dark Faery would need the anti magic shell to keep her prisoners in their chains. She should have guessed.

The goblins holding Eilwy cackled with malice. At a nod from Scar one of them dug his claws into the top of her thin frock and tore it down, exposing her small breasts.

"You bastards!" Eilwy cried in frustration. The goblin tossed her ripped dress away, licking its lips and watching with amusement as Eilwy's sensitive pink nipples hardened helplessly in the sudden cold. Scar also eyed her appreciatively, drinking in her naked, slender body with a look that struck fear in Eilwy's heart.

"She certainly has spirit," Scar began wiping the duck fat lube off his cock with a dirty cloth. "More than the White Witch at any rate. She was begging for mercy as soon as we got her dress off."

Scar swaggered towards where Eilwy was being held on her knees, cock swinging between his legs like a heavy pendulum. He stopped with his member just in front of her face. It was lined with bulging thick veins and still glistening with the remnants of the duck fat lube. Worse, Eilwy could still smell Jomath on it.

Her face twisted away involuntarily in disgust.

The goblin grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. Her eyes filled with tears and angry defiance as Scar, despite his short stature, stood over her and leered. Deep down she was scared. She knew what Scar wanted her to do.... and he wanted her to do it in front of the goblins.

And worse.... in front of Jomath.

Scar pressed his cock towards her mouth.

Eilwy twisted her head away, mouth firmly squeezed shut, but the goblin holding her head pushed her forward again.

Scar pressed his cock insistently against her lips. "Open up, gorgeous!" He teased.