To an underground goblin city

They marched for a long time, a few hours by Christina’s estimate. The goblins seemed to be leading her down, as the small windows of the hallway were replaced by some low-lit torches. Wherever they were heading, Christina doubted that it was still in the castle; it felt like they had been marching for miles. Perhaps there is a network of tunnels connected to this manor? she thought to herself as they walked.

Fear gripped the warrior the longer they marched. She didn’t know where her equipment was and her nakedness made it hard to put on a brave face. The goblins added to that fear, the twisted little creatures jeering and whistling at her. “Caught us a big cunt.” “Look at those legs! She’ll be a great mount.” “She’ll sell for a lot.” Christina couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment as the goblins humiliated her. She tried to protest these remarks but her muffled cries only made the greenskins howl louder.

The seemingly-endless hallway finally gave way to a large cavern, leagues wide and deep. It was a twisted network of stone houses and small caves, almost like a bee’s nest. Christina could see hundreds of goblins, all scurrying around from cave to cave. She had heard some rumors of these goblin cities but had never seen one before. It was somehow scarier than the rumors.

The goblins dragged her over towards a small cave containing a handful of small, wooden cages. They were mostly empty, save one that held a naked and gagged night elf. The girl looked terrified, her eyes watering with dried tears on her cheeks. Christina gulped as the goblins shoved her into one of the cages. It was cramped and small, not allowing her to stand and forcing her to kneel and lean forward. She heard the cage close and lock behind her, leaving her unable to move from her kneeling position.