A Bath

Venus took the little goblin to a set of buildings that the Orcs were using for the Harem since they had occupied the village. The large Harem Tent was set up nearby to house the girls that didn't have room in the small homes. Venus entered one of the homes and found some girls waiting for customers. She ordered them to move their work to the tent, but asked for them to get a **** to bring some hot water and food. As the girls left, Venus carried the goblin to a bed and laid him down. He looked up at her whispered a soft thank you. Venus answered him with a gentle smile.

Two slaves soon arrived with hot water for the bath and filled the tub. Once their job was done, they left her to her work. Venus helped the goblin to the tub and then helped him undress. It wasn't very hard considering his only cloths were a rough shirt and his loin cloth. Under his cloths, he was mostly skin and bone, with more bruises and scratches covering him. The only thing remotely impressive about him was his cock, which was just over average for goblins. She helped him into the tub.

She took her time washing him, being careful not to hurt him. He was getting used to her attention and wasn't flinching away from her anymore. She had him face away from her as she started washing him, starting with his head first, and worked her way down his body. Soon she found herself smiling as his soft cries turned into soft moans of pleasure. She doubted he had ever been touched in such a way. When her hands first brushed against his cock, it was already rock hard and he gave a shudder of pleasure. She tried to distract him as she began washing his thighs and legs, having decided to save his cock and balls for last.

She started asking him about his life and his clan. It turned out he was from Figel's Marshclaw tribe, and that their tradition was only those that had proven themselves earned a name from their leader. Being so small, this particular goblin had yet to earn a name. He was telling her about how the Marshclaws had made their home in a swamp when he suddenly moaned and shuddered again. Venus had worked her way up his legs and was now washing his balls. The little Goblin leaned back against her, getting her shirt and tits wet, but she wasn't concerned with that. She gently washed his balls and then moved her hands up to his cock and gently began washing it with careful stroking motions.

"So you come from a little swamp in the middle of nowhere? You're just a little Hayseed then huh?" She had heard the term "Hayseed" used in her youth to describe people that lived in remote farms or small villages. The goblin thought about it for a moment and then agreed.

"You know, now that the Marshclaw have joined the Legion, you don't have to follow that old tradition. You could give yourself a name."

"Maybe, but I want to be named by someone great. Like one of the leaders. It how I was raised and it feels right."

"Hmmm. Maybe if you became someone's servent then you could get them to name you? You would be their personal ****, but I'm sure they would grant you a name if you asked."

"What about you?"

"Huh?"

"You are leader, yes?"

"I'm the Harem Mistress, not really a leader."

"Karuuk listen to you. Orcs listen. They respect and fear. You are leader."

"He has a point dear."

Venus jerked and looked towards the door where Te'Ran and Songbird were standing, watching them with smirks on their faces. Songbird came over to kneel beside Venus and reached around to where the little goblin was trying to stay quiet with Venus still stroking his cock. The **** girl reached around and began working on his balls while Venus worked his shaft. Te'Ran smiled at Venus who was looking at her curiously.

"Imagine my surprises when the meeting I'm in with Karuuk and our new mages was suddenly interrupted by two poor Orcs bursting in to report themselves for misconduct. Told us the whole story. Karuuk figured you would want to protect him and if he becomes your servant then no one would mess with him. You could even use him as a runner for the Harem."

"That would work. Would you like that," She asked the goblin who was softly moaning to her soft stroking. He looked back over his shoulder at her, his eyes wide and nervous.