Accept your life of sexual servitude

A year has passed since your arrival in Gimlesh Ziglig. You look at yourself in the silver mirror in the harem tent. You appear youthful, your body is still firm and ripe, but your breasts have grown and your nipples thickened from nursing.

You've birthed two litters of goblin pups for Zakrog, little mewling green half-goblins that were taken to his nursery as soon as they left your arms.

They are being raised as goblins of the tribe, growing so fast whenever you are allowed to see them, but motherhood is not your duty. You are a harem girl. A pleasure **** to the goblin king. And you have worked hard at earning your place among his many human and elf **** girls, and you enjoy your submission.

As Zakrog himself has pronounced more than once as your lips drain the cum from his cock: "You seem bred for slavery."

Perhaps he is right, you do love to climb atop the fat goblin's cock and vigorously ride him, tits bouncing, sweat heaving from your body until your milking cunt wrings the spunk from his tool.

You do whatever he asks of you. You lather him with your tongue and lick his little egg testicles. You fuck him between your tits. You stroke him onto your face so he can giggle at your cum-drenched features. You do whatever he asks, even lying beneath him so he can piss on you and performing with women. Zakrog delights to see another **** girl bent over with your face pressed to her ass or you and another fighting with tongues over the shaft of his cock.

You touch Zakrog's brand mark, small and decliate, on your face just besde your eye. You feel a thrill at knowing intimately what that mark means.

Zakrog is insatiable and over the months, even while heavy with child, he demands total submission and greater and greater depravity. Staring at yourself in the mirror you can clearly recall the most depraved thing he ever made you do. Your mind wanders back to that memory as you watch your reflection's hand move between her thighs to the bare flesh of her mound.

You moan as you relive that depraved memory.

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