She goes back to see what has happened to Jomath

Eilwy crept back through the cell, and opened the side door. It opened into a small ante chamber, full of **** equipment. Another door from the ante chamber was ajar, and through it the goblin laughter and the banging was louder.

On the floor of the ante chamber was a white frock, which had been turned inside out when peeled of its owner, and a crumpled white thong.

Eilwy paused for a second, and then crept to the door and peered through.

Her eyes widened in surprise and she put her hand to her mouth to cover a gasp of horror.

Jomath was riding Scar.

They were sat on a table in the middle of the room, with Scar lying on his back. Jomath had her back to the door and her hands tied over her head to the ceiling, with all the thrusting carried out by her hips. Her ass looked red and sore, and when she slowed her rhythm it became clear why - one of the other goblins thrashed it with a thin rod, making her cry out and pick up her pace again.

But worse than this was where Scar had put his cock. It was wedged tightly up poor Jomath's asshole.

Eilwy watched, almost hypnotised, as Jomath rode Scar, grinding his cock into her ass as the goblins cheered, her thrusting body covered in sweat.

She recovered her composure quickly. She felt little compassion for the White Witch's shame, just a sense of relief and a gnawing realisation that she had been seconds away from being the girl with a cock in her ass.