Pretty quickly, all things considered

"... It wasn't exactly the best meeting for both of us. You see this collar? Helga latched it onto my neck while she kept me suspended in the air with her magic when she stumbled on me," he explained, gesturing to the black collar on his neck.

"And what does it do? It looks like a normal collar - one that you'd get for yer dogs," Zaria mentioned. The girl kept avoiding his gaze however and she played nervously with her glass.

Kazex didn't miss how she looked noticeably more flushed than just moments ago either. Had the dosage of the aphrodisiac been so strong that it acted so quickly? Either way, he didn't exactly appreciate being compared to a dog though he had to admit Helga had likely been working with the same assumption when she collared him.

Deciding to ignore the last comment, the goblin answered her question instead. "It's basically a servitude bond, though I'm sure that if Helga wanted, it'd be more like a **** bond. In short, I'm obliged to serve Helga in anything she wants and needs."

"What! But that's - that's... that's just wrong, isn't it?" Zaria exclaimed as she rose from her chair, looking horrified at the idea of slavery. "How could the Lady do that? She's so good to us..."

"I wouldn't really hold it against Helga. She needed someone to help her with the upkeep of the tower and she pretty much thought I was a normal goblin, too dumb to understand most things... which they kinda are," Kazex reasoned. "She's already apologized for it and promised me to treat me as someone capable of logical thought beyond fucking and grunting. So there's that."

"Oh, huh - well, I mean - that's good, then," Zaria said, quickly sitting down again with a mollified look when he gave her an amused grin. The village girl quickly took another mouthful of water to hide her embarrassment, but the bright blush of her cheeks grew stronger at the mention of what regular goblins did. "But... would a regular goblin have tried to - to pin down the Lady and... and **** himself on her?"

"You know, that is an awfully inappropriate topic of conversation. What would your mother think, Zaria?" Kazex teased as his grin widened but Zaria surprised him in that moment.

Despite the strong blush that adorned her face, Zaria still had enough presence of mind to look at him straight into his eyes as she answered. "Well... what ma doesn't know can't hurt her. I'm a big girl now," she boldly stated, trying to sound much more mature than she actually was.

"Well, I suppose you are old enough..." he mused, aware of the slight fidgeting Zaria was doing in her seat; fidgeting that was growing more pronounced by the moment. Though he couldn't simply look under the table and check so blatantly, he was pretty sure the girl was already rubbing her legs, trying to work the edge of her growing arousal. "In any case, yes, a regular goblin would have tried to do that. That is why she used the collar, so that the goblin she caught wouldn't try anything without her consent," he explained. "Why do you ask?"

"It's just... the thought of being **** to give up control. Being pinned down to a table or a bed and all your clothes ripped away from you... **** to take the dick of a smelly, fat goblin and give him children over and over again - it sounds so... horrible," Zaria said. Though the last word almost came out as a pant, the girl managed to get a hold of herself quick enough to at least try to cover things up.

Not that it really would have worked it. The lustful glazed stare would have beeen proof enough for anyone to see that the village lass was more depraved than what most probably thought possible. Luckily, Kazex was the one who witnessed it and he was able to act as if nothing at all had happened.

"Yes, that definitely sounds horrible," Kazex managed to say with a straight face. "But don't worry, Helga is powerful enough to fend off any mindless goblin."

'Which is why a more delicate approach is needed,' the goblin thought to himself with a sigh.

"Have you - have you seen it happen?" Zaria asked with a low breath. The girl was obviously having serious difficulties sitting straight by now and her respiration came in shallow breaths; despite these telltales, Kazex decided to humor her. In fact, it could be a perfect opportunity to see if he could send her over the edge.

"What, the mindless breeding? Well, of course, I lived with my goblin kith - my tribe- for a time before being exiled. We captured several people in that time and the women were always held down and **** over and over until the only things they could think of were dicks and sex. Eventually, the woman would get knocked up and then, fucking and being breed simply became their whole world. The kith certainly wasn't going to let them go, after all."

In fact, goblin tribes bolstered their numbers from breeding non-goblin females as much as breeding their female members, especially when one considered that non-goblin females birthed full-blooded goblins when pregnant from a goblin. At most, the children would have a few traits from the mother, though that was always a gamble in regards to what got picked up by nature.

"That sounds so - so..." Zaria trailed off, unwilling or perhaps unable to finish the thought, lest she came apart at the seams. "Did you do it too? Did you **** those women; did you breed them?" Zaria asked, staring at Kazex with a heated stare.

"I did, once or twice when I was younger."

Of course, that was before he knew better, when he thought the tribe to be his whole world. He had always known he was different from the others - he watched intently and asked many questions; however, he didn't really question the way life worked in the kith. It wasn't until that researcher came into the picture that he began to question the way things were directed, that Kazex finally knew the meaning of ambition.

He really didn't stop to think whether one of the children those women had birthed was his or not; they were inconsequential, part of a life that Kazex no longer considered his own. They were as good as dead to him, in any case. He had a clear idea of how he wanted his future kith to be and whatever potential children he could have had before its creation didn't factor into his plans.

"And... you enjoyed it? You enjoyed being a mindless beast bent on **** and fucking all those women?" Zaria questioned, panting.

By now, the girl looked to have all but lost awareness of her surroundings, only paying attention to the words that spoke of forbidden, taboo couplings between goblins and human women taken against their will until their minds were broken. One her arms moved slightly in an erratic pattern. The very faint moans and the slight arching of her body gave Kazex a very accurate idea of what she was doing under the kitchen table.

"Well, I am a goblin. A part of me certainly enjoyed it at the time," he deflected as best as he could. For all his vaunted intelligence, he still had the same urges as the other goblins and he accepted such fact. Why would he put so careful planning in what was basically a machination to kidnap, seduce and impregnate several women if not because he was a goblin?

Inhaling deeply through her nose, Zaria abruptly rose from her chair, shaking with very obvious shudders. "I - sorry, gotta use the bathroom?" she said, though it came off as more like a strangled question in the end, rather than a statement.

Kazex smiled benignly. "Second floor, on your right."

Once the girl had bolted towards the upper floor, Kazex leant back on his chair, pondering on the conversation he'd just had. It was obvious by now that Zaria had some serious fantasies regarding her sexual life. He couldn't speak for her because he didn't know what kind of experiences she had in her village, but he didn't think getting **** by goblins was an common sexual deviancy, which begged the question of how had she gotten it.

In any case, he very much doubted reality would match Zaria's fantasy if she ever experienced it. He'd seen what became of those women they had captured; perhaps Zaria thought it erotic but there was nothing arousing about losing your free will, your complete freedom, and being **** to fuck over and over to the point of losing yourself without a say on the matter.

Zaria didn't strike him as depraved enough to actually enjoy that if it ever happened to her. She was clearly enamored with the idea, the taboo thrill of thinking about it... but she simply didn't know better.

The goblin sighed; he could guess what Zaria was doing in the bathroom right now. The girl was all but ready after drinking so much of the spiked water - only the final question remained.

Should he take a gamble and go to the second floor or play it safe yet again?

Notes: I wasn't going to put this in here, but I decided otherwise because I felt it needed to be said. **** fantasies exists, but I hope anyone with common sense here is sensible enough to understand that **** is horrible in real life and one of the worst things a man or a woman can do to another person. I know CHYOA is a site for sexual fantasies, but I still wanted to acknowledge the reality of it through Kazex's thoughts in order to keep the internal coherency of the story and the world.

Anyway serious topic over, next chapter we get to see which decision Kazex takes. In other news, I've been writing the bad end I mentioned before - I'm halfway through it and I'm liking how it's shaping up.