Rolga

The naked dwarf nervously gulps as Grilda moves towards her.

"O-okay, I-I'll be good," Rolga says as the goblins remove her binds. "I'll do whatever you want, j-just don't do me like you did her," the dwarf gestures towards Shanks who has already started giggling again as the goblins finish dressing her in her new diaper.

Grilda cruelly smiles. "And why shouldn't I?"

Rolga panics as she looks around, seeing Piahla on her back and milking her breasts and Shanks crawling around like an oversized baby, her face blushing violet. "B-because I'm loyal! You don't need to draw that stuff on me! I'll obey without it!"

Rolga's never been a fighter, and even she will admit she's being quite the coward. Of course, all it takes is another look at the elf and half-orc to see what being brave will get her.

"Oh?" Grilda asks, trying to suppress her laughter. "And how will you prove that?"

The dwarf looks around nervously and then blushes. There's only one thing she has to offer.

"I... I'll eat you out! P-please... m-mistress..." Rolga says as all of the goblins giggle and her face goes red. "I... I love goblin p-pussy! I-it's the best tasting around!" The goblins cheer at this.

The dwarf swallows her pride and crawls towards Grilda, keeping her ass high in the air as she starts kissing the little goblin's feet.

"Please mistress," Rolga whimpers between smooches. "Let me show you how submissive and willing your little dwarven pet is!"