Rapid Growth

While the women recovered and Flinch continued with his daily routine, the bundle of goblins grew at an incredible speed. Just two weeks after they were born, they were a rowdy bunch, running around the cave, starting to talk and most notably establishing a dominance hierarchy. Astra had given Flinch eight sons, who developed their strength and were already as tall as an adult goblin. Her other two children were girls, who made up for what they lacked in strength with incredible speed and agility. Valery’s children were four boys and girls each and were throwing around sparks already.

One day Flinch returned to find the still bound Astra cowering in a corner with Valery pushing away the two strongest goblins to protect her. “Please tell them to stop!”, she yelled desperately, as the goblins were about to overpower her. Flinch put the food and water down and made a few quick steps over to them. He placed one hand each on the shoulders of his sons and closed them with an iron grip, “What do you think you’re doing to MY women?”. It was a threatening growl and the two froze. Were Flinch just a normal goblin, these two specimens would have torn him to shreds easily as they were far stronger than any normal goblin, but he was not a normal goblin. They turned to him and lowered their heads, “We’re sorry father. We thought it would be fine because they are slaves.”. Flinch let go of their shoulders, “They are slaves… MY slaves. If you have such desires, you must go out and claim your own or fight me for them.”. They nodded, so Flinch ruffled their hair and shooed them off.

“Thank you.”, Valery said. Astra was still breathing heavily and straining against her bonds. He sat down beside her and gently stroked her back while Valery brought her some water. Eventually she calmed down and looked at Flinch, “I thought we were your wives, not your slaves.”. Flinch was confused at the question, “I can make you my slaves, but I can’t make you my wives against your wishes.”. Now it was their turn to be confused, “What do you mean?”, Valery spoke up, “You can tie us up, **** us and make us bear your children but you can’t make us your wives?”. Flinch just nodded, “As long as you don’t agree, even in goblin culture you’re not considered my wife. As my slaves, you are considered property of the whole clan. I need to protect you and show dominance constantly. As my wives you would be considered mine and mine only, but you must agree to it.”.

The women looked at each other, then Astra carefully asked, “So if we agree to be your wives, we will be safe from the rest?”. “I will try to keep you safe either way, but I can’t be here all the time.”, Flinch replied. She seemed to weigh her options. While Astra was struggling, Valery seemed almost eager, “I will be your wife then! I do like you the most out of the bunch and the idea of… mating with my children is… disgusting.”. Astra was still deep in thought when Valery leaned over to whisper in Flinch’s ear, “I will convince her. She is struggling with her faith but honestly… she enjoys it more than she is willing to admit. We were always repressed in many ways and here we can just relax and live our lives. I will convince her to be your wife and to stay, maybe you can remove her restraints then.”. Her eyes were genuine and hopeful. Flinch nodded and whispered back, “I will leave you to it then, but there will be a public ritual to consummate the marriage.”, he winked at her, “I hope you can use your mouth for more than talking.”. Then he left the two.