She wants more...

"Hmm, I don't know," says the bandit leader as she continues to leer at you. “The rest of that stuff looks awfully nice...”

Your heart sinks at this latest development. You try to protest, but a couple of the other goblins wave their makeshift spears in your face.

The chief goblin gets closer to you, carelessly running her knife along your bare skin, causing you to shiver.

“Get on your hands and knees,” she says in a cold, commanding tone before pulling the knife away.

You obey immediately, surprising even yourself.

“We're going to play a little game,” she says as she walks around, occasionally stopping swat your ass or grope a breast.

“It's called 'Pleasing the Queen,'” she says coming back around in front of you and cupping your cheek in her hand. “Have you ever played it before?”

“...no...” you say in a voice barely louder than a whisper.

“It's simple,” she says as she leans in closer to you. “I'm the queen, and you have to please me.”

She turns around and steps away from you.

“If you do a good job, maybe I'll let you go.”

“And if I don't?” You ask nervously.

She spins back around, with a wicked grin on her face. “Then you're gonna have a bad time.”