Zikkits-of-the-Big-Knives, the Goblin Mercenary

"I call dibs!" screams the tiny greenskin. She jumps onto the table and runs forward, jumping hover the witch and landing on the platform at Xena's feet.

The orc looks down at the pint-sized mercenary, who's eyes are about level with her knees. Yet, the devious glare and the huge grin make her seem much more dangerous that her size would suggest.

"Sit down, Piggy! And spread your legs!" She orders.

Xena obeys, getting down into a position where her sensitive parts are much more accessible for the rowdy goblin.

Zikkits doesn't waste any more time, stepping roughly onto one of Xena's large green balls.

She cries out in what would have been pain, but the corrupted synapses in her brain detect the input as a big wave of pleasure. Xena's coarse breathing and sultry moans only get louder as her new friend keeps stepping harder and harder on her balls.

Despite the fun she seems to be having tormenting the orc, the goblin cannot keep herself from staring at the large caged cock as it spews out thick precum. Her lust-filled eyes seem to be debating whether it is worth risking **** by impalement.

Zikkits take a short break from the testicular massage and moves her feet over the cage, trailing her claws across the metal bar. Xena, her mind coming back now that the pain has momentarily stopped, whispers to her, "if you really want to try it, I'm sure the witch can enchant your hole and make it flexible enough to survive." It seems she has enough willpower left to be a tad bratty.

The goblin girl's cheek turn bright red, and she goes back to stepping down on Xena's scrotum. The twisted pleasure in the orc's mind keeps growing and growing, until she reaches a point when her moans indicate that she is about to have a pain-induced orgasm.

Just as she gets to the edge, the witch comes and places her hands on the goblin's shoulder.

"Why don't you take a break, darling," she whispers to her with the tenderness of an intimate lover. "We wouldn't want the pig to cum right away, right?"

Zikkits' hand goes up to the witch's knuckles, rubbing it gently. "You've got a point..."

"Oh, and I heard what she said. If you want, I absolutely can make you more stretchy."

Zikkits blushes even brighter than she had earlier, but she says nothing.

Xena pants loudly, while her cock twitches wildly within the confines of its tight cage. When she looks down, the sight of her bruised balls send a shiver up her spine. She is fully aware that she was just about to cum from having her testicles tortured.