Wizard's Apprentice

She tried to not to think about it.

Her pussy was aflame, she had obeyed the goblin's pantomime and was on her back, her legs spread like a roasted chicken, and the little fucker was doing EVERYTHING but fucking her. Not that the mauling of her breasts wasn't good, or the caress between her tights, but what she needed was to be FUCKED, not this touchy feeling...

"Ouw-ugh!" the little burger lowered his face to her cum abused twat and meticulously trailed the length of her opening with his tongue. "bastard, why wont you fuck me?" but she moaned again, whatever this perv was doing she had no intention of stopping him.

"Goddess, please forgive me... I will need to, I will have to ring the golden bell. Even if it call Marus." She had been asking for forgiveness all day, but usually not this far from an orgasm.

"Beg for it" The creature could talk? "Say me better than Marcus" he slapped her breasts, and gods that hurt "PLEASE! please, fuck me" Mira spread her pussy for him "Marus dick cant compare to your thick goblin cock, I am a **** to goblin cock, I cant go for half an hour without goblin cock" That last part was true, or at least it had been that day. "You dumb slut " the goblin laughed, but the shame was nothing compared to the meaty slab between his legs, Mira watched in fascination as it disappeared from her sight and slurped inside her. "I am not a paladin... I am just a dumb slut" He continued to call her names, and she agreed each time. He was by far the one that lasted longer. "Nine..." she muttered as the goblin finished cuming inside her.

She stood with wobbly legs, having to support herself on the walls. It was stupid, what was she doing? "I am not a paladin, I am just..." She reached for the golden bell, but before she could ring it and admit her final debasement, her cell's door open, and there entered a young man, couldnt be older than Mira herself, but where she was lean and athletic he looked scrawny and bookish. He carried inside her a plate of food, and it was smelling delicious. She would fuck him for that meal.

"Mira... it is me, Yon." she tried a sexy, seductive smile that looked just pathetic after fucking eight goblins. "Hi Yon... You are a handsome man, did you come to teach me something too?" She felt his hard on over his clothes, what kind of man wears a dress? "what do you want me to do, for that plate of food"

"N-nothing" there was instant regret in his voice, but even Mira's legendary beauty was less attractive after her marathon of fuck. "Mira, dont you recognize me? I am Yon! Varduskadush's apprentice!" Mira turned from him , and offered him her ass. "would you rather take me like this? i love it when they take me from behind, it reaches the depths of my soul and..."

"STOP! Mira, listen to me!" She was trying very hard not to. Yon. The king's jester, while he did study the arcane arts, he also used these arts to amuse and entertain the court. She never wanted anyone from her old life to see her like this. She needed to fuck, to forget all this. But he wouldnt, so she cried, curled in a ball.

Yon embraced the crying slut, wiping her tears and supporting her out. "What are you doing here?" She finally asked.

"I am here to rescue you. I dont have a plan yet, but I will. I promise you, Mira."

"I am already broken, and defeated. I disgraced my service and my faith. I am weak and carnal. Save yourself, get out of here" Her voice was feeble. She was in the verge of more tears.

"What? no! dont you remember what happened? you already won, Mira! Your rally in the last battle delivered such a crippling blow to their armies... Not only the Capital was saved, but the Legion continued marching and already liberated two villages. We have them on the run, and it was all thanks to you!"

"You are the finest hero this Kingdom ever had, the greatest paladin that ever served Arlain, and never forget about it"

"But... the things they did. The things I let them do to me. Oh, goddess" Yon spoon fed the paladin, it was good to have some warm food in her belly. "You need to endure it, Mira. We will think of a way to get you out of here."

She believed him. She saw in his eyes the same determination that once burned in her own heart. And if he believed her, so would she. He wasnt pretty, his face had chickenpox marks and his lips were too thin, and it was impossible to think any facial hair would grow even if he tried, but Mira had a deep urge to kiss him and thank him. Kiss him, and so much more.