Shoot First Ask Questions Later.

I decided to take the shot while I had it. I drew my bow and fired. Despite hitting him in the chest he staggered backward a few steps before falling. A stream of piss spraying through the air as he fell backward. He got up and screamed and broke off the arrow. I fired again putting one through his eye sending him down for good.

I moved closer and nooked my next arrow. One of the bastards came out with a crossbow and fired at me. I had barely time to duck as it flew over my head to the left. He ducked back into the door as I fired hitting nothing. I moved faster as I went up onto the old wooden porch and came around the door as I caught the little bastard trying to reload the crossbow that was almost as big as he was. He only had time to look up and yell something in the goblins tongue before I killed him.

A window behind me shattered and I felt something jump onto my back. Little fucker jabbed me in the shoulder with a knife as he held on. I couldn't shake him off as he stabbed me again, and again. This time I felt the sting of the blade as it dug in and he twisted the blade. I couldn't shake him so I turned away from the wall leaped backward pinning him between. It took a few tries to get him to fall off making me winch in pain. I grabbed my ax as he stood up with his knife. He looked at the ax then his knife and ran for it. I threw my ax hitting him in the back of the head. He fell forward and hit the ground dead. I reached back and felt the hole in the shoulder. It stung like a mother fucker but thankfully wasn't very deep. The vest had stopped the first couple of jabs. I guess against the strength of a goblin it was adequate.

I moved inside to see the room was empty. I found the barrels easy enough. One was opened but not a lot was gone. Astrid had said the barrels where undulated so it was straight ****. They had probably got drunk off their asses last night. I moved through the house waiting for more to come out and attack me at any second. None did, however. I guess it was just three. I went about looking for the lute in every nook and cranny I could find.

I was about to go back to the front and looked at the barrels. Suddenly I heard a noise and went back into the hallway keeping my ears open as I crept. I slipped back into a room I had looked in before and looked around the room with an arrow ready. I crouched down checking under the bed to make sure one of those little fuckers wasn't hiding under the bed to stab me in the ankle. Next, I moved to the wardrobe. I opened it to see a goblin inside.

“Please no kill me.” A small female voice said as she ducked into the corner of the wardrobe. I lowered the bow when I saw she was scared.

“I am not going to hurt you. Come out.” I shook my head and put my arrow away. “Anyone else in here?”

“No. Just me and the other three. If you killed them then it is just me.” She shook her head.

“Sorry, they are dead.” I nodded. I felt a little bad about killing it now

“Then you are my master now,” she said as she stood up and came closer though shyly.

“I am not your master.” I shook my head.

“You killed my old masters so now I belong to you. You are my master by goblin word.” She put her hands behind her back, which pushed out her small pert breasts.

“You were their ****?” I was a little stunned that they would have one of their own as a ****.

“All goblin female slaves. We are born slaves. Your women are not slaves?” She looked at me as if it was common knowledge. I guess I shouldn't be surprised really. I wasn't sure how to tell her she wasn't my ****.

“No. I am looking for a lute,” I said changing the subject to focus on what I came for.

“The loot is hidden under the floorboard. Not a lot but many copper. I get it for you.” She smiled. I couldn't help but get a small laugh.

“Not that kind of Lute. A musical instrument. Has strings,” I said making a motion with my hands.

“Ah. In the big room with the barrels. In the back.” She pointed.

“Thanks.” I nodded. I went back and looked and sure enough, it was there. I picked it up and looked it over. The bastards had chipped a piece of wood on the back and broke a few strings but it sounded good with a strum of each cord. Granted I was no musician and it might need some tuning. Nothing else it was a memento for Arwen to hold onto.

“You find lute? I found other loot for you.” She said as she held up a coin purse. It looked pretty hefty as I heard some coins jiggle. I imagined it was money from robbing travelers and selling their goods. She stopped from coming closer as she looked at the one on the ground in the doorway.

“You keep it.” I shook my head.

“Goblin women not allowed to have money. You master now so it your money.” The goblin replied. This would get burdensome. She didn't know a life even close to the one I knew.

“Then hold onto it for me then.” I smiled. “There a cart I can load these barrels onto?”

“Outside around the side of the house.” She said and pointed. I went around and noticed something odd by the cart. Wagon tracks in the grass. Not fresh but recently and heavy from the look of it. Probably from some previous wagon they had robbed, but one thing caught my eye: a bootprint to big for a goblin. Human or Orc given the size and depth. I guess whoever they sold it to. Not that I could follow it. The second the tracks reached the road it would be muddled with others.

It took me a while to load the barrels even with her help. Though the best she could do was roll them. I put the three I had killed in the hole and buried them. I guess they deserved that much though I doubt they would have done the same for me. When I left the goblin woman followed me. I ended up letting her tag along since I couldn't really leave her to fend for herself. I ended up wheeling her on the cart as well since she didn't have shoes. If I would have thought about it I might have stolen a pair off the others before I buried them but it was a little late now unless I wanted to dig them back up. All she had to her name was the raggedy old dress she wore and the coin purse I had put in my satchel. We found the horse where I had tied it and I was able to hitch the cart to her, but it was makeshift at best. It would be a slow ride back to the city.

“Up you go,” I said walking over to the goblin.

“I can't ride the horse. He is your horse. I can ride on barrels.” She shook her head.

“We both can fit on the horse. Did you argue with the other goblins like this?” I joked.

“No. Sorry master.” She hung her head down.

“It's okay,” I said and ruffled her hair then lifted her chin. “I'm not mad. Up you go.” I grabbed her and lifted her up onto the horse. I got a face full of bare green goblin ass as the bottom of her dress flew up slightly. She had a nice ass to be so small. I got up on the horse behind her and wrapped my arms around her taking the reins.

“Let's go girl.” I whipped the reigns and the horse began to move. “So do you have a name?”

“Mud. They call me mud,” she replied with a little shrug.

“Not a very pretty name.” I shook my head. Any guilt I had left for killing the goblins was gone. They treated their own kind like dung.

“Not meant to be pretty. To remind me what I am.” She shook her head.

“Well, I think you need a new name. How about Terra? That is pretty.” I said. Not the most creative since it meant earth but it sounded a hell of a lot better than Mud.

“Then I am Terra now.” She nodded and looked back.

“Did you ever try to escape the others?”

“No. I had nowhere to go and most humans don't like goblins but you seem nice,” she replied. I thought I actually saw a smile.

“Thanks,” I said.

“Were any of them your family?” I asked hoping I hadn't killed her brother or father or something.

“No, they bought me from my father.” Terra shook her head.

“Your father sold you?” I shook my head. I changed my mind about hoping to kill her father.

“Yes. Now that I was of age I was to be one of the wives to a chieftain.” She nodded.

“One. How many does he have?”

“I can not count that high but he has many.” Terra held up her fingers but kept changing the number as she tried to remember.

“Why you?”

“Because I am a virgin. He only takes virgins.” She gave a little shrug as if it was just an everyday thing.

“So they never?” I asked.

“Never what?” Terra replied making me shake my head.

“They never had sex with you?” I said. Self-restraint wasn't a quality I pictured them having.

“No. Virgin worth more.” She shook her head. I was sure they had mistreated her in other ways but least not in that way. Something told me their chieftain tired of his wives after a time. Sold them off maybe to others like a toy he had grown bored of then got a new one.

“Were the goblins selling the stuff they stole?”

“Some yes. They sell to Kobolds buy.” Kobold. That figured. Kobolds were as smart as a gnome, though shorter. They had the goblins doing the dirty work for them. Probably even ripping off the Goblins in the process. No honor among thieves I guess.

We got a pretty good way through the woods when I saw the clouds rolling in. Typical spring afternoon showers. I dared a little more speed but I wasn't close to the city when it began to drizzle. I picked up speed and glanced back to make sure the cart didn't come untied or the horse kicked it. I looked down as Terra grabbed my arms to hang onto. She leaned back against me. Her back against my chest. Her ass rubbing against my crotch. I saw her close her eyes and bit her lip as she let out a slight moan. It took me a second to realize that she was enjoying the ride a little too much as her bare pussy rubbed against the leather saddle as the horse trotted along. Hell, I was getting a little hard myself as her ass rubbed against my dick. She let out a loud moan and she shuddered and gripped my arms lightly. Her back arching as she laid her head back against my chest. I slowed the horse as she caught her breath and noticed a stable nearby. If anything the rain was getting worst. The sound of nearby thunder and dark clouds overhead told me we should seek shelter and ride it out.

I rode for a barn I had seen nearby and jumped off guiding the horse inside and out of the rain. The place was empty. Some old straw and no animals insight or maybe the animals were out grazing, though I didn't smell any horse shit so probably not. I had very little knowledge of raising animals but I guessed this place hadn't been used since last season before the snows began to fall.

“Looks like we will be stuck here a while,” I said as the rain began to really come down. Guess it was a good thing we stopped, I thought. I could barely see far away outside as a curtain of rain poured down. With any luck, it would blow over just as quickly as it had rolled in on us. Nothing else we could hide out here till morning. I slicked back my damp hair from my face then pulled the jacket off shaking it out. I glanced at my shoulder and checked the wound. It wasn't bleeding but stung to the touch. Arwen could probably fix me up good as new when we got back. At least the jacket had worked as there were several marks where the little bastard had stabbed me but it hadn't gone through. Terra let out a sneeze. She was drenched as she stood there shivering. Her thin dress clinging to the small curves of her body.

“You should probably get out of that dress before you catch cold,” I said as I looked around for anything to cover her up with. I got lucky and found an old horse blanket.

“Okay,” she said as she pulled it up as she had to peel it off of her damp body. Showing her pussy off first that was bald as could be. Her nice round tits dropped out of it one after the other with her wet skin making a light smacking sound. They jiggled slightly as she fought to pull the wet dress off. They were each a nice handful but looked large compared to her petite stature. She maybe stood four feet tall at most. I came over and grabbed the dress helping her out of it as she fought to get it over her head.

“Here I will hang it up to dry.” I smiled and put the blanket around her to cover her up then walked over to the stalls and her dress out to dry. I walked over and sat on a stack of hay bales that sunk in beneath my weight. Least the horse wouldn't go hungry while we waited I thought as I saw him eating from a pile.

“Are we going to do it now?” She asked as she held the blanket around herself and came over.

“Do what?”

“You know. Sex.” She shrugged as she stepped closer and chewed her lip nervously. “When the goblins bought me they said I would have sex with my new master. That is you now.”

“I would never **** you to do something you don't want to do.” I shook my head.

“I don't mind. I like the thought of having sex with you. You are nice master. Unless you do not want me. Because I am a goblin.” She hung her head down and pouted slightly.