Vehumet started an interrogation

"Strip her!" Vehumet ordered in Goblin. It wasn't an order motivated by lowly desires but a cold calculation. During his education among humans, Vehumet had a chance to read a curious book that described interrogation techniques. Striping someone naked makes them feel ****, powerless, afraid, and more likely to answer.

It wasn't an order goblins would hesitate to obey. Several pairs of hands ripped off all of the prisoner's clothes, revealing her smooth tanned skin. The lack of scars indicated that this woman was either lucky in combat, never seen one, or had skills good enough to evade enemy blades and arrows. Amazon's face, despite her attempts to hide it, revealed that she was terrified and, likely, confident that she'll be **** by every male in the tribe.

Vehumet smiled and spent some time studying the naked woman standing in front of him. Her small breasts, so much unlike what goblin women have, were round and firm. Her belly was flat and her ribcage was strongly pronounced. It could be explained either by lack of food or conscious effort of keeping herself light and agile. Even through the dirt on her skin, it was easy to see that her legs were shaven cleanly. A patch of hair between her legs was also absent making Vehumet wonder why would an Amazon warrior bother wasting her effort on such an unimportant task.

"So," started Vehumet looking straight in the Amazon's eyes. Her being only a little higher than him made it possible to not look comical as it sometimes happened when he addressed human teachers. "Let's start simple. What is your name?"

"I'll tell you nothing, green pig," she hissed angrily.

"How dare you to address the chieftain like this, cunt!?" Garuk punched the Amazon in her left side causing her to stumble and groan. His soldiers laughed while the Amazon glared at them furiously.

"Garuk! You will beat her only when and If I order you to do so!" Vehumet raised his voice. Garuk's unplanned intervention played into Vehumet's interrogation plans. One of the techniques described in the book was having a cruel interrogator intimidating a prisoner, while another one would 'protect' the interrogated from any harsh treatment.

"Let us try it again," Vehumet spoke softly "I don't demand you to betray your people. I am merely asking your name. Do not **** me to give you to him."

"Sheila," the Amazon replied after a moment's hesitation.

"Better. And what were you doing on our land, Sheila? I don't remember inviting you," Vehumet's sharp fangs flashed threateningly, contrasting with his soft, almost polite voice.

"I was gathering pretty flowers, the glorious chieftain," sarcasm dripped from Sheila's tongue like snake's venom.

Only a stern glance thrown at Garuk prevented another hit, leaving the goblin visibly confused. He didn't understand how a human female could be tolerated for so long. Vehumet pondered, considering how to continue the interrogation. This woman, despite standing nude in a company of four goblins, was defiant and stubborn.