Enthusiastically pleasure the goblin king

You decide that your master would want you to do everything you can to please Zakrog, the obese goblin merchant king. With a smile on your face you start towards the king, swaying your hips as you approach and leaving your paint-smeared breasts uncovered by your hands.

Although no music is playing, you begin to dance, moving and turning, runing your hands over your body. You thrust your ass back towards Zakrog, getting his attention, only to turn and climb onto the pillows, dragging your breasts over his fat belly and up to his face.

You pull away before he can grab you, turning and standing, face red with shame but eyes determined to perform for your audience. As the burning torches light your naked body a lovely golden color you perform for Zakrog, teasing and enticing him, until you forget about Glaw and all the guards watching you. This is only for the fat goblin king. You are here to entice and please him.

He claps his fat hands together and smiles at your sensual dancing. You lower your ass to his lap, such as it is, and grind your cheeks against the hard finger of his erection. When you turn and look at his little prick you see it is hardly any bigger than Dai or Madoc's and they are half the size of this disgusting goblin. You keep your smile. At least he has no pubic hair to be fouled with his stink.

Zakrog suddenly grabs you around the waist and pulls you atop him. You giggle as your soft curves collide with his bloated belly. He immediately begins kissing your breasts, running his warm tongue between them and over your nipples, and squeezing your ass with both hands. You laugh and squirm and pretend to enjoy his attentions.

"My face," says Zakrog between kisses and sucks of your nipples. "Sit your pretty human cunt on my face."

You do as he says, climbing over his fat face and squatting. The position opens your tender folds and you can imagine his view of your quim descending towards his face. He grabs your legs and pulls you heavily against him, moaning as you smother him and snaking his hot tongue into your eager cunt.

He licks you with great enthusiasm and surprising skill, slurping and licking at you until you are **** to cum for him. Any lie to your performance vanishes in your thigh-quaking, screaming orgasm. You lean back, squeezing your breasts as the fat goblin king delicately sucks at your clit, prolonging your orgasm expertly.

From that point on, you are sweaty, moaning putty in the king's amorous hands. He squeezes and kneads your bountiful breasts, slurping greedily at your stiff nipples and popping his lips on your titflesh. You coo and squirm against him, kissing him on the lips, tasting yourself there, and then moving lower, over his fat breasts and his huge belly.

You move lower, dragging your soft breasts over the hard finger of his cock. When you slide between his thick thighs and confront the appendage it is underwhelming. Fat, but barely longer than your pinkie finger. You wrap two fingers around it and give it a stroke, the loose green skin pulling over and back down beneath the glistening pink head. As you stroke down a pearly droplet of goblin precum oozes to the head.

You hesitate only a moment. Fighting back your pride, ignoring the musky smell beneath the perfumes, and then leaning forward to lick from the sagging dark green balls to the sour-tasting precum at the head of Zakrog's puny prick. The fat goblin jiggles with laughter as your mouth wraps around him and you begin to suck.

"So good," he groans. "I would swear you humans were made for pleasure. So soft and eager, with your full lips and hot cunts. Not at all like goblin women."

You moan around his cock, easily bobbing up and down and sucking the fat goblin. On your down stroke your forehead collides with his girth, but it is otherwise quite easy. You massage him with your tongue, rolling it beneath his hard cock as you suck.

"Glaw," says Zakrog. "You are my favorite warrior of the village. Where did you find this treasure?"

"A burned human settlement," says your master as you continue to slurp on the goblin king's cock.

"Oooh," groans Zakrog and you can feel his little cockmeat swelling. "She's...marked with your...ohhh signs, but you know my right."

"Yes," says Glaw. "I have branded her already."

"Ahhhh," groans Zakrog and he lowers his hand to the back of your bobbing head. He shifts his bulk and his hot, sour-sweet cum spurts into your mouth. As you continue sucking and swallowing his gushing spunk, Zakrog waves a hand.

"Three pigs," he groans, still shooting into your mouth. "Choose any you like."

"I have chosen her," says Glaw, gritting his teeth as you slurp loudly and wipe spilled cum from your chin back into your mouth. You gasp and moan as you lick Zakrog's cock clean.

"She is a fine sow," says Zakrog, lifting you beneath the chin as you smile up at him from beneath his slowly wilting cock. "But you are my favorite. I do not wish to bear your anger."

"Thank you, my king," says Glaw with a bow. "I will--"

Zakrog's fat fingers suddenly grip your hair.

"I will have my guards provide you with a generous portion of gold from my chests. The human bitch is mine."

Glaw looks as if he might draw his weapon and leap at the fat goblin, but the moment passes and he retreats with a bow. Zakrog strokes your face.

"Welcome to my harem, human," he says and pushes your head back down to his cock.

As you resume sucking the fat goblin king's prick, you feel the pull of submission on your mind and body. Is this your future?