Chief's Pet end (questionable content warning)

You awake to the feeling of something coarse around your neck. You look around in a panic and find that it's a rope leading directly to the hands of the goblin chief towering above your now miniscule stature. You also notice that a bar has been placed across your mouth that is fastened to the rope, preventing you from talking. Wordlessly the chief pulls at the rope and begins walking out through the now opened portcullis. You are **** to do your best emulation of a dog, clumsily using your remaining stumps to avoid being strangled by the rope. While not particularly graceful, the walking wasn't particularly painful due to the hard pink layer over your missing limbs. As you exit into the building you are greeted by a large amount of goblins gathered around a central bonfire. You can see the smoke filtering through before unseen cracks in the cave ceiling. You even feel a slight draft over your exposed skin. Your taking in of the sights abruptly halts as you feel the rope no longer tugging at your neck. The chief has stopped walking, and goblins filter in to form a circle around the two of you. The chief moves behind you and you know what's coming. you look behind you to see the chief's now exposed member lining up with your hole. The modestly sized cock looks large on the goblin's short frame. You expect something to be said, a cry of conquest to ring out before he claims your hole, but no such utterance is given. You close your eyes to brace for it, and your cunt is unceremoniously speared by the chief's cock.

You attempt to cry out, but it's rendered unintelligible by the wooden gag over your mouth. The chief wastes no time settling into a feverish rhythm, pounding into your cunt over and over again. Within minutes you are unable to keep your focus, unable to tell for how lo0ng this pounding has occurred, or how many times it has brought you to climax. Through blurry eyes you can see the fire through a break in the crowd of goblins. Above the flames you can see some objects being roasted on a spit, but before you can even think of discerning what they are, the chief finds a way to increase his furious tempo. Finally the unusually quiet crowd erupts into what appear to be cheers as you feel the chief drive his cock as deep as it will go and hold it there. Through shaky consciousness, you experience the most fierce orgasm of this experience as the chief pumps his load straight against your cervix. Just as quickly as he put it in you feel the chief vacate your hole, and you see him step back. The other goblins exchange a brief glance at each other before you are descended upon by a horde of green flesh.