Celebrate your freedom and your captives to watch

You wash yourself using water from the humans' travel skins, glad to have Tybard's stink off of you. While you are cleaning yourself the goblins busy themselves by setting the humans with their backs against a log and their hands tied behind their back. Their ankles are shackled with the heavy leg irons they had intended for you. All three men are bleeding from head injuries, still knocked out, but alive.

Glaw joins you behind the tent. He respects your privacy as you are standing in the moonlight and bathing nude. You motion him over, unashamed of your naked body. His eyes drink in your curves. You throw your arms over his muscular shoulders and plant a kiss on his toothy smile.

"Thank you," you say.

"Not neccessary," he replies. "We are your friends."

"Mmmm, I hope you're a bit more than that."

You drop to a crouch, your hands reaching out to the muscular goblin's loincloth. You pull aside the sheepskin and wrap your fingers around his half-hard cock, the pink tip peeking out of his green foreskin.

You skin it back with your fist and look up at the goblin as you lower your lips to the sensitive tip. You let the warmth of your breath wash over Glaw's cockhad and then extend your tongue and swirl it around the tip. You stroke your hand up and down the hardening shaft and then take Glaw's prick into the warm, wetness of your mouth. He groans and rests his hands lightly on your shoulders.

Without hesitation you give the goblin leader the most enthusiastic sucking you have ever given to a man. You stroke and fondle his heavy balls, twist your neck with each downward bob of your lips, lather him with your tongue. You pound your fist up and down, suck on his balls, and flick your tongue at the pearls of precum that leak from his sensitive piss slit. You let Glaw know you enjoy sucking his cock, moaning, squeezing your nipples and fingering your pussy.

He cries out a warning and you lock your eyes on his, working your head steadily up and down, feeling his cock prod your tonsils and then erupt. The hot goblin sperm blasts your throat and you swallow each burst as it paints your tonsils. You let his flavor fill your mouth and do not miss a drop. When he finally stops spraying your mouth with his cum you slow the pace of your sucking and clean him with your tongue. You rise and he kisses you without hesitation.

"Let's go wake our friends," you say, stroking his long, pointed ear.

"Why?" he asks, confused.

You take his hand and lead him back to the fire circle. Dai and Madoc are waiting patiently. They are glad to see you and even gladder to see your warmly-lit curves exposed to their goblin gaze.

"Let's show these fools how goblins fuck," you suggest.

Madoc and Dai cheer. Glaw can only smile. You gag the humans with dirty rags and throw a bucket of water over their heads to wake them.

"Watch closely, boys," you taunt the humans, pressing your big breasts together between your arms and showing off your shapely ass. "You can see what you'll never have."

Madoc and Dai practically bowl you over with lust. The little goblins latch onto your tits, licking and sucking your nipples, before moving down and lathering up your pussy and pink asshole with their nimble tongues. Glaw avails himself of your offered mouth, sliding his cock into your familiar warm suction with a groan and letting you suck him back to full hardness. He rolls you over onto your hands and knees and you arch your back as he thrusts into your quivering cunt. While the muscular goblin leader fucks you from behind you busy yourself with Dai and Madoc's little pricks. You lick and suck one while stroking the other, switching back and forth until their cocks are oozing tangy precum into your mouth.

Glaw moves to pull out but you slam your ass back and tell him to cum inside you. He gladly blasts your womb with his goblin spunk, the warm cream spurting into your tunnel and filling you with a liquid heat. When he pulls out you lean forward, your ass up in the air and your breasts smashed beneath you on the cold ground. The position allows you to hold Glaw's heavy load inside your cunt. You motion Dai and Modoc to your shapely ass and they step behind you, standing on the tips of their toes to thrust their cocks into your creamy cunt. Dai goes first, cumming almost immediately. You can feel the goblin cum in your cunt, nearly overflowing.

When Modoc thrusts into your swimming snatch some of the slippery spunk oozes out and drips on the ground. You moan and push back against the small goblin, his little prick like a throbbing pinkie finger in your cunt. In no time his little balls pump his cum out and into your hungry hole. When he is finished you squeeze your inner muscles. Some of the cum practically squirts out of your spunked slit, but you trap most of it inside. You stand awkwardly, smiling at the humans as you walk over to them.

You tear out Tybard's gag, but before he can say anything you straddle his face and sit heavily on his mouth. The goblin spunk cascades out of your pussy and straight into his mouth. He gags and chokes but you just smother him in your creamy cunt. He struggles for air, but you remain seated on his face.

"Lick it all out or I'll cut your balls off," you warn.

Reluctantly, Tybard complies, tonguing your cunt as you grind down on his face. You laugh and roughly fuck his mouth, your hips working and rolling as you buck and slide your clit against his tongue. He gasps and struggles to breathe, but you don't care. You slide your slit against him until you cum, and you cry out and squeeze the last drops of goblin sperm into Tybard's mouth.

You stand and slap him hard across the face. You slap Obbo and Kint as well. You return to Glaw and the goblins and retire to Tybard's tent for another, private, round of celebration. By the time dawn comes the four of you are sore, satisfied, and snoring softly. When you awake you find that the three humans are gone. They are still in shackles and their trail would be easy to follow, but you warn Glaw that you must continue your voyage to the druid commune in the mountains.

According to your old map there are four approaches to the base of the mountain.

The most obvious path is the ancient trade route that has fallen into disrepair. It is near the swamps, but does not pass through them. However, even the old map warns that the tribes of wugs claim this territory. The wugs are frog men hostile to humans and known to raid caravans and kill merchants. They are not slavers like the goblins, but they are known to take humans to their settlements in the deep muck. What becomes of such unlucky souls is not known

To the south of this path is a barren expanse of salt swamp, where very little life can flourish. It would seem to be an obvious choice, but it is said to be haunted by the restless devourers. These mindless creatures wander the salt wastes, their rotting bodies preserved by the salt itself. It is said they hunger for the touch and the taste of human flesh.

A detour even further south will take you an extra two days, but allow you to follow the white river. Its green banks and clear waters will be a relief. This route will take you through the domain of Hirok, the ancient, a wizard said to be 100 years old when he inhabited his tower. That was 200 years ago. He is eccentric and unpredictable, perhaps mad, but he might offer you shelter and even aid on your quest if you can convince him that he is threatened by the hordes of undead.

Finally there are the gnome tunnels. These confusing tunnels were once built by the gnomes in an attempt to drain the mire. Now the gnomes are gone, wiped out by some hideous invasion of monsters. Their tunnels are empty and if you can navigate them you might be able to reach the druid's colony even more quickly than you had hoped. Then again, what killed the gnomes may still lurk within.

Glaw and the others are happy to let you choose the path.