Subjugation

Gleenick knelt with his face pushed against the floor as Kena slid the new human sized strap-on into his ass.

"Say it again."

"Th-thank you, M-mistress for l-letting me c-cum."

She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled.

When she had first brought up some of her new ideas for him he hadn't balked at all. Instead, he threw himself into it with a delighted zeal, that made Kena question why he had never asked for any of the depraved acts before.

Hells, he bought the equipment himself.

The little cage he wore now had been the result of a particularly long research session Kena had enjoyed a few nights ago, after the thought of Arthur and a bathing suit had been ruined by the stray thought of Gleenick's pathetic dick. His hands were restrained by leather cuffs padded to avoid chafing behind his back.

"You're pathetic, Gleenick. I made the right choice caging that leaking little clitty."

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you Mistress." He huffed out as she pumped into him.

"Are you getting close, Gleenick? Does my little bitch want to cum?"

"Yes, Mistress! Please, Mistress!"

The inside of his cage was slick. His cries of pleasure cut out as every muscle in his body contracts, and cum leaks out from his pathetic cock.

"Alright Gleenick, its my turn now."

"Y-yes, th-thank you Mistress."

She slid out of him leaving his gaping hole behind, grabbing the second box he bought from the sex shop. He hadn't questioned why she made him buy two. Kena grinned, unbuckling the used one from her and tossing it carelessly from the bed. (She'd make him clean it later.) She slung the fabric through his legs and tightened the buckles, securing the second dildo right over Gleenick's cage. She flipped him onto his back and kneeled over him.

The dildo was thick, long and remarkably realistic. Kena couldn't help salivating when she saw it. The first thing she noticed was how heavy it was. It seemed insane that any of them could walk around with this swinging goblin arm between their legs without being overbalanced all the time. And yet, the thought of it resting on her face while she licked his balls tantalized her.

Gleenick's arms dug into his back, still cuffed behind him, the soft linen sheets cool against his legs.

She used him.

Kena rode him like a woman possessed, like it would be Arthur’s cock she was riding if only she did a good enough job. Gleenick looked up at her, still reeling, she was a goblin goddess. He wanted to reach up and touch her, but his hands were still restrained, digging into his back.

Her body shuddered and she slumped forward on top of him, trailing kisses up his chest.