Shanks is being thoroughly inspected

Shanks lies there, utterly stunned as she processes her complete and utter defeat at the hand of a bunch of weak little goblins.

She's been stripped completely naked and has had her hands placed in manacles above her head. Her face is as purple as a beet as a few goblins continue to poke and prod her, supposedly to check her for things to steal, but really just to fondle her nipples and play with her privates.

She watches helplessly as her employer is dominated and enslaved by Grilda and feels... envious of the goblin. Seeing the way he looked at her, the sheer hunger in his eyes, well, no one's ever seen her that way, and she likes it. She really likes. So much so that she's started rubbing her thighs together in a fruitless effort to make herself feel good, even as her lower lips start to leak.

That turns to an open moan when one especially lewd goblin decides to spread her honey-covered pussy lips to make sure she's not 'hiding something good.'

"OOooooooh!" Shanks moans, drawing the attention of the humiliated Hunk.

The half-orc squeaks in shame as they lock eyes once more.