Surrender yourself to the humans

You look from your loyal goblin companions to the three brutish humans and you sigh as you reach the conclusion that the match is completely unequal. Rather than see your goblin companions be butchered by the trio of human brigands you step forward, placing yourself between the two groups.

"I will go," you say and look back to the goblins. "This is no fight for civilized peoples."

The fat human snorts with laughter.

"You heard her," the human leader taunts. "She belongs with her own kind."

"No, Melena...you don't have to...," Glaw protests, but you wave him away.

"Leave, my friends," you say and step towards the humans.

Glaw and the two smaller goblins reluctantly retreat. You are roughly seized by the human leader. He stinks of beer and his facial hair is rough on your soft skin as he presses his cheek to yours.

"Watch your little goblin friends go, whore," he taunts. "We'll soon fuck the bad memories away."

"Her arse will fetch a fine price in Elohin," adds the thin, rat-faced human.

"We take our money's worth first," the fat one sloshes wine down his chin and passes the skin to the leader.

They make camp right there on the open plain. They laugh and taunt you as they erect two small tents. You are stripped naked, roughly, your blouse torn to free your large breasts and your skirt cut with a knife and discarded. Tears stain your cheeks as you feel the hot wind racing over your exposed body.

The leader, who announces his name is Tybard, shackles your wrists with a pair of slaver irons and then drives a spike between the links securing you to the ground. He pulls the chains so tight that you are **** onto your knees, a bar and ankle-irons complete your humiliation. When they are through your legs are held apart and your full ass is up in the air. Your arms are stretched helplessly out over your head and you can barely move.