The Dark Faery is too slow

The powder exploded into a thick, acrid cloud. The Dark Faery gasped and choked, and dropped to her knees, grasping her throat.

Scar moved quickly, grabbing the Dark Faery's hair and pulling her head back. He had a wicked looking knife in his hand, which he slipped to the Dark Faery's throat. Another goblin secured her wings, binding them in rope so she could not make a break for the sky.

The whole thing was done in less than ten seconds. Most of the crowd of monsters, enraptured by the shaming of the White Witch, didn't even notice at first. Then one of them did, and nudged its neighbour; and an urgent murmering ran through the crowd as attention focussed on this fresh entertainment.

Scar grinned, relishing the attention, his cock fat and hard in his pants and pressed into the Dark Faery's back. Bending over, he slowly ran his warm, wet tongue over her face, making her grimace in disgust.

"Get off me you dirty little....!" Before she could finish her threat, Scar pressed the knife to her throat again, silencing her.

Interesting, Eilwy thought. This could be my chance! She **** her attention away from the spectacle and surveyed the edge of the dark forest, calculating the shortest distance for a break for freedom should the opportunity arise.

Scar slipped his knife under the straps of the Dark Faery's black dress and cut them in quick, decisive strokes. The dress drifted down her body, exposing her large breasts and brown, fat nipples.

The Dark Faery's face went bright red at the indignity, and the crowd - uncertain until now - let out a cheer and a few catcalls rang out.

"Such big tits for a Faery!"

"Look at her! She needs a milking!"

Grinning, Scar reached down and tore the dress of his captive completely, leaving her on her knees in just a small pair of black panties, breasts hanging low and exposed. He held the torn dress up in victory, to amused cheers from the crowd, to whom this was an unexpected but entirely welcome development.

Scar slipped his knife into the waistband of the Dark Faery's panties.

"Please, no," the Dark Faery whispered desparately, her eyes pleading. "Not here! Not like this!"

In one move Scar sliced through the waistband and the Dark Faery's panties fell to the floor, exposing her thick, black bush.

The crowd exploded into laughter and the Dark Faery hung her head in shame.

"Look at that! No wonder they call her the DARK faery!"

"There's a whole fucking forest down there!"

Scar pulled the Dark Faery's hair again, forcing her to look up at the jubilant crowd. She tried to cover her bush with her hands, to the crowd's obvious delight, but Scar grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms behind her back. One of his clawed hands reached down and began slowly rubbing her breasts.

Then he pushed her back down on her knees, one hand still holding her wrists painfully behind her back, the other unbuckling his pants and fumbling for his big, fat goblin cock.

It was time for the Dark Faery to bear the ultimate indignity - a public ass-fucking from a goblin.