Go along with the humiliation

F-fuck... you've already been demoted from potential threat to cocksucking bitch, and now he wants you to clean his sweaty armpit?

You quickly position yourself to perform your task, all the while berated by the goblin in an unknown language. While you have some idea of what they could be saying about you, you find the idea of being called such nasty words exhilarating, even more so when they don't even deem you worthy enough to listen in on their verbal bashing of your pride. Now that you are face to face with the goblin pit, you are hit with a distinct smell, less so that of semen and crotch, and more of earthen toil, and of the hunt. Your temporary goblin master is seemingly a hunter of some sort, and not just a bitch tamer.

The green skinned creature soon gets fed up with your procrastination, and forces your head into the moist underarm, giving you a command you are sure is something akin to "lick"

Soon you are feasting upon the delicious sweat of the dirty goblin, further and further plunging yourself into humiliation all in the sake of sucking off the monster that lays between his thighs.

Every lap of his pit brings about new reverie for the goblin in your musk addicted mind, and soon the underarm is licked clean of all the goblin's hard earned scent, leaving nothing but glistening hairs, soaked in a bitch's saliva.

The goblin almost has to rip your head out of his armpit, so addicted to his worship you were.

Finally, after a few seconds of you regaining your bearings, you realize the goblins cock is protruding from his pelvis in all of it's glory. He pulls your face over to the very tip of it's 9 inch prostigiousness, beckoning you to prove your worth as a cock sock for a real cock.