Taken by the chief

He led her by hand through the cave, passing by a big chamber where the other goblins were drinking and eating, some must have had some fucking left in them because they were fucking female goblins right there. There were training gear and dummies, but they weren’t using them, not then and by their state, not often.

When some of them noticed her passing along they flared her a lusty grin, some parsing their lips, but none said a word. She looked away watching her hand held by the leader’s. His hand was smaller than hers but it was stronger, holding her with a tight grip.

They walked up to a smaller chamber separated of the rest of the caves by an actual door. The chief opened it, standing at a side, he invited her inside.

“On the bed.” He told her as he lit lanterns, she noticed they were crystal lanterns, the kind of magitek lanterns that used energy crystals for light instead of burning fuel. Expensive, and a bizarre sight in such a humble goblin tribe.

With the lanterns lighting the room her eyes started catching some of the things in it. There was a big wooden bed, gear racks, a desk and chair, a big map opened in it, even a bookcase with at least a dozen or so books, although they looked ruined. All of it was of better craftmanship than she expected. The room was a bit too big for what it contained because it wasn’t really a room but a sectioned off natural chamber in the cave.

Her eyes locked on the bed, her mind emptied, then she saw the chief. He unbuckled the straps for his breastplate, removing it and placing it on an armor rack. He took his tunic and shirt, revealing his chiseled pecks. He was in better shape than his men; it made sense, as goblins wouldn’t follow a weak leader.

She sat on the edge of bed, watching him undress. When he took his linens down, his long half-hard dick sprung out, she could tell right away that he was longer than any of his men, and a part of her mused if that played a part on him being their leader. Like all goblins his manhood was a lot longer than one would expect on a creature of their size, certainly unnecessarily long for goblin females. Their almost footlong dick helped them mate bigger races, all types of elves were particularly attractive to them. Well, they were to all races, honestly.

He looked her in the eyes, now both at the same level, she could see lust in his eyes, but his frowny face betrayed a worried mind, the reasons unknown to her.

He approached her and pressed her down into the bed with one hand without resistance, she reluctantly opened her legs for him without command.

“Good,” He said in the same dry tone as always. “You listen.”

He leaned over her, hovering over her chest. He sucked on her nipples, holding her tits, squeezing them gently. Cooperating only as much as was necessary she closed her eyes. She felt him rub the tip of his cock in her pussy, then sliding the shaft along her folds without using his hands. His cock grew to full mast, without guiding it or leaving his tits unattended, he started prodding her entrance. He was taking it slow, maybe to keep his word about cooperating.

She felt him enter her slowly, he plunged into her battered vagina inch by inch in one motion. When he reached her cervix, he took a moment twirling his tongue on her nipples before pulling back almost all the way out, leaving just the tip inside, then he lunged back in, stuffing her again in one move.

He kept it slow for a moment before increasing the speed, always plunging as deep as he could. Her vagina was very moist, she was starting to feel good, as much as she hated herself for it, but it felt unusually wet.

She opened her eyes, seeing his long dick completely, her intuition had been right, he was leaving an inch or two outside every time he hit bottom. Watching the point where they were joined, she could see droves of seed coming out of her pussy, running down her ass and pooling into the bed. He was scrapping the jizz of his men with his dick.

When the semen stopped flowing out of her, with a hand on her back and butt, he speared her hard, pushing both into the bed, piercing her cervix. He took her by her buttcheeks and increased the rhythm. She flushed, the change increasing the pleasure she was feeling, covering the shame. She saw his shapely little butt rise before hammering back into her, her pussy aching, her cervix sending her mixed signals of pain and pleasure.

Katya raised her hips a little, the angle helping him penetrate her easier and hit right where she felt better. There was no point in resisting now, even if she decided to escape eventually, right now she could enjoy or suffer. She chose to enjoy herself.

He looked up at her, staring into her eyes again, “Good, I see you’re going to be a good brood-mother. Soon I will paint your womb with my seed, I will breed you dozens of times for years to come. If you keep giving me children, you will have a good life as my personal cumdump.”

Was that what would happen? Would her potential be wasted as breeding stock for a small goblin tribe? Birthing child after child that would be used to breed more women? Her troubling thoughts were pounded away one by one every time the chief hit her womb, her body was numb to the pain now, only the pleasure remaining. Whatever happened later, right now she wanted to feel as good as she could.

“Go deep! Ah! **** my womb!” Finally talking, she allowed herself to moan, decided to play her part for now. She felt his heavy balls hitting her in her butt, getting heavier by the minute with more and more jizz to fill her with. “Ah… put a baby in my womb. Agh. Fill me with your seed!”

He picked up his pace, pounding harder and harder into her, hitting her cervix like a jackhammer, she accompanied his movements pushing back with her hips. Then he pulled back and slammed against her womb, pushing at the bed with his feet for more leverage, he finally pierced her cervix, getting the head of his dick inside. The intense feeling drove her into a powerful orgasm that made her twitch, he only got two more strokes inside her womb before her spasming muscles started milking the jizz out of him, his abundant, thick cum shooting hard inside. She felt the hot seed filling her womb, millions of sperm squirming their way to her baby factory for an egg to ****.

The chief collapsed over her, his head resting on her tits. She kept spasming, her legs weak, unable to move them. He was still inside her womb, shooting more and more baby batter into her, his heavy balls pulsing to fire his swimmers as hard as possible, visually shrinking with every pump of jizz that left them.

Both of them were panting, staying like that for a moment, regaining their breath. She felt him hold her, then he turned her around, face down, ass up, without leaving her hole. “One down.”

Plowing hard into her, not large enough to penetrate her box from behind, he was smashing the entrance to her womb again. She knew what he meant by that, he still had to fuck her once for every one of his men. The sex was just beginning.